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- The horseshoes trampled on the green bricks of Litian City, making muffled noises.
? as the first person,
All in white filial piety,
Pixiu under the crotch moves forward slowly.
After seeing this scene, all the officials who were preparing to greet them fell silent, and the festivities and auspicious words they had prepared before were useless.
The people of Litian City were originally very interested in this Uncle Hirano, half because of his military exploits and experience, and the other half because of Princess Dachu.
They are Jinmin, so they don't have that kind of pride and honor, but this does not prevent them from watching the fun.
However,
After seeing this scene,
The people of Litian City seem to have recalled the horror and depression that the sudden death of Mrs. Jingnan Hou brought to the entire Litian City two years ago.
No one dared to come up to stop them, everyone only dared to watch from afar.
Liao Xian, the prefect of Litian City, did not appear here, nor did the group of real high-ranking officials and dignitaries of Litian City represented by him.
They knew that Uncle Hirano entered Beijing under the imperial edict, but Uncle Hirano should not pass through Litian City on his way to Beijing.
Relying on their status, they don't need to rush out of the city to greet them. If they did, it would not be to express "feelings", but to flatter them.
However, behind the scenes, the steward of the prefect's mansion has booked a private restaurant in the best restaurant in Litian City, intending to take over for Uncle Hirano.
However, after learning that Uncle Hirano led his personal guards into the city, the person in charge went to the restaurant again and canceled the reservation for tonight.
All fools know,
tonight,
Not suitable for banquets.
The team marched in Litian City, and finally stopped in front of the original Jingnanhou's Mansion.
The plaque on the door of Jingnanhou's Mansion is still hanging there. It was taken off and replaced with "Jingnan Prince's Mansion" for a while, but later, because of the killing of prisoners outside Yupan City, His Majesty cut off Lord Tian Wujing .
In the army, you don¡¯t need to pay attention to this, and you still call Tian Wujing the prince, and each one shouts more happily than the other;
But on the official side of Litian City, this door plaque really needs to be replaced.
The two stone lions at the door are still there, but they haven't moved.
After all, this is the residence of the Marquis of Jingnan.
It's okay to move a plaque, but if you continue to move the rest inside, everyone will have to weigh it.
after all,
The Jingnan Army is still there,
The Marquis of Jingnan himself is still there,
It's not yet time for the wall to fall and everyone to push it.
Uncle Zheng dismounted from his horse, and the knights behind him also dismounted. On both sides of the Jingnan Hou Mansion, there were many people and officials standing, and the servants of the Litian Mansion were nervously maintaining order.
Eight hundred years ago, Dayan used horses to guard his country, and now he is fighting for the world with horses. As a member of the army, he is a bit detached.
Coupled with the multiple identities of Uncle Zheng, it is even more detached.
Therefore, no one stopped, and no one dared to ask, the big guys could only watch silently.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Xiong Liqing, who was dressed in white, got out of the carriage and walked quietly behind Uncle Zheng.
The gate of the Marquis of Jingnan is closed, and there are a group of soldiers guarding the gate.
In the Hou Mansion, there is the mourning hall of Mrs. Jingnan Hou.
For a long time,
?There is no exact Jingnan Hou Mansion,
The Tian family does not count;
Looking south at the house in the city doesn't count either.
The Marquis of Jingnan lived in this mansion in Litian City for a long time, but it shouldn't be counted, but there is a memorial tablet of Du Juan inside.
Uncle Zheng went up the stairs,
The stone lions on both sides seemed to still be exuding the faint smell of blood. This faint smell made Uncle Zheng feel a little nervous, and even his footsteps were a little dizzy.
The soldier at the door opened the door without waiting for orders.
Immediately,
Divide into two rows and kneel down on one knee facing Zheng Fan:
"See Uncle Hirano!"
"See Uncle Hirano!"
Since the Marquis of Jingnan took command of the Eastern Expedition, he has never returned to Litian City. For the Jingnan soldiers guarding the mansion, Uncle Hirano is the first guest to enter the mansion since the Marquis left.
Uncle Zheng and the princess entered the mansion together, followed by the guards at the rear. After everyone entered, the soldier at the door closed the gate again and stood with a knife in his hand.
It should have been the revival of all things.??Go back and hug your granddaughter. "
Zhao Jiulang's eldest daughter-in-law has just given birth to a daughter.
"Sir, thank you Lord Long En."
?After Zhao Jiulang left the imperial study room,
Emperor Yan, who was originally sitting quietly behind the imperial case, froze suddenly.
Standing aside, Wei Zhonghe immediately took out a handkerchief and handed it to Emperor Yan,
"Ahem"
Yanhuang suddenly coughed violently,
After calming down,
Wei Zhonghe quickly put away the blood-colored veil, and served tea.
The disease has improved for more than two years, and recently, it started again.
?In the entire palace, only Wei Zhonghe himself was truly aware of the changes in Yanhuang's condition.
Yanhuang held the teacup,
Take a sip,
road:
"How many days will Zheng Fan enter Beijing?"
"Return to Your Majesty, at noon the day after tomorrow."
Emperor Yan took a deep breath,
Slowly spit it out,
Put the teacup on the table,
Close your eyes slightly,
road:
"good."
"Your Majesty, I dare you, what are the arrangements for the future?"
Yan Huang's closed eyelids slowly opened,
His eyes fell on Wei Zhonghe, and he said:
"Why, even you, a slave, think that Zheng Fan went to Litian City once, so I have to think about it?"
Wei Zhonghe immediately knelt down, kowtowed and said:
"The slave dare not, the slave deserves to die."
Yan Huang slowly closed his eyes again,
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