"This Zhao Chen is really strange. Qin Qiong is dead. He tied a white cloth around his waist."

"If the Queen saw it, I'm afraid it would be a thunderous."

"Indeed, as a prince, I don't know any etiquette at all. It would be strange if the Queen is not angry later."

"Zhao Chen probably hasn't adapted from his identity transformation."

"It's normal. If the salted fish turns over, it's also a salted fish."

In the yard, an official whispered to Zhao Chen, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

Even though Zhao Chen's identity has been exposed now, for many officials, they still look down on Zhao Chen.

I just feel that Zhao Chen has been in the countryside for so many years, even though he was a prince, he has long been homogenized by the countryside.

Where can there be a trace of royal aura?

"Empress, Concubine Yang is here." A voice suddenly came from the door.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw Empress Changsun and Concubine Yang walking in from the door.

Li Ke and Li Zhi were both following behind them.

"I have met the Queen, Concubine Yang, His Highness the King of Shu, and His Highness the King of Jin." Everyone shouted in unison and bowed.

"No gift." Empress Changsun waved her hand and walked to the mourning hall with Concubine Yang.

They all came on behalf of the emperor.

Otherwise, no woman would come to worship the sacrifice.

"General Qin is loyal and brave to serve the country, and he will be stained with blood on the battlefield. People all over the world will remember him."

"Boy Huaiyu, you should take your father as an example in the future. Don't let your father down." Empress Changsun looked at Qin Huaiyu and said softly.

"My minister Qin Huaiyu, remembering the teachings of the Empress, he will never dare to let down his father's reputation." Qin Huaiyu knelt down and said in a deep voice.

"Queen..."

"Ke'er, you will carry the coffin for General Qin later."

Behind Empress Changsun, a censor was about to tell her that Zhao Chen, as a prince, had a white cloth wrapped around his waist at this moment, which was indeed inconsistent with etiquette.

Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, Empress Changsun actually asked King Shu Li Ke to carry the coffin for Qin Qiong.

Isn't this nonsense?

"Empress, this is inappropriate. Qin Qiong is a minister, and the King of Shu and... Zhao Chen are both princes and are the kings."

"Since ancient times, I have never heard of a precedent for the king to carry a coffin for his minister."

"This move is inconsistent with etiquette. Please take back the empress." The censor gritted his teeth.

Even if he offended the Queen, he would say something.

"Judge Zhang is right. The prince carries the coffin and makes people laugh when it is heard."

"Please take back the empress." Another censor stood up.

Since the matter has been penetrated, they are not afraid of making a big deal.

"you……"

"It's almost OK. As censors, you are supervising royal etiquette, and I don't blame you."

"But Zhao Chen only has one sentence here. If none of you are like Uncle Qin, in order to protect me, the people of the Tang Dynasty, all your blood will be scattered on the battlefield. I, Zhao Chen, can even tie a hemp rope for you, wear mourning clothes, and personally

Carry the coffin.”

Empress Changsun was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen pointed to Qin Qiong's coffin and said to the officials: "The one who lies here is my general of the Tang Dynasty, a hero who sheds all the last drop of blood for the Tang Dynasty and the people of the world."

"If it weren't for him, Yuangaisuwen's army would have been able to chase into our Cangzhou City, endangering Your Majesty's life, and then affecting the entire hinterland of the Tang Dynasty."

"If it weren't for him, could you stand here quietly and enjoy the peace he has fought for you?"

"And now, you are still here, accusing him of not worthy of this treatment."

"Zhao Chen just wants to ask you, do you have a conscience?"

Several censors were blushed when Zhao Chen said something.

They were just doing what they should do, but they didn't want to be scolded by Zhao Chen like this.

"I..." The censor was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to argue with Zhao Chen.

"I haven't retreated yet." Wei Zheng walked out and waved to the censor.

He is the old boss of the Censorate, so he naturally has authority in his words.

Moreover, the censor was embarrassed at the moment, and Wei Zheng spoke, but instead gave him a step.

Several people hurriedly retreated. Wei Zheng looked at Zhao Chen and smiled and said, "Although it is not consistent with etiquette, just like Zhao Chen said, Qin Qiong died for the country and is the hero of my Tang Dynasty."

"Hero, deserves this treatment."

"Shuyu, you will carry the coffin later, so you can go too."

Wei Zheng turned around and shouted to his son Wei Shuyu.

"Yes, father." Wei Shuyu nodded.

Queen Changsun showed a smile on her face.

She was thinking just now that she could not change the ideas of those stubborn censors.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen said a few words to make them ashamed.

Good thing, do you have a conscience?

"I'll leave it to you here. I and Concubine Yang will return to the palace first." Empress Changsun left a sentence and did not stay here for a long time.

So he returned to the palace with Concubine Yang.

The officials didn't dare to say anything wrong with Zhao Chen at this moment.

Many people even felt a little more favorable to Zhao Chen.

At least as a bystander, Zhao Chen corrected his reputation as a hero, which shows that he can distinguish between importance and importance.

For Zhao Chen, he didn't care much about some of his reputation.

Perhaps, this is also why Zhao Chen is a little reckless!

"Huaiyu, the time is almost over. Clean up the mourning hall and let General Qin enter the ground." Wei Zheng glanced outside and realized that it was getting late.

It's time to get a coffin.

Qin Huaiyu had red eyes, nodded, and waved to the servants in the mansion.

Everyone packed up quickly.

The nanmu coffin is very heavy, with four thick pieces, and wood wrapped in white cloth stretched into the underside of the coffin.

Zhao Chen, Cheng Chumo, Li Ke, Wei Shuyu and eight others stood in their respective positions.

"Put the coffin." Wei Zheng shouted.

"General Qin, get on the road." The eight people shouted in unison.

Behind him, the crying of the Qin servants came.

The coffin was lifted up steadily, and Qin Huaiyu walked in front of the team with a spirit banner in his hand.

The coffin left the Qin Mansion and went to the street.

Zhaoling is located in the northeast of Chang'an City.

The people of Chang'an also knew that today was the day of Qin Qiong's funeral, and they gathered on nearby streets.

Seeing Qin Qiong's coffin come out, the people bowed their heads one after another, and there was no sound on the entire street.

"Mom, who are they carrying?" A slightly tender voice sounded.

"What they carried was my hero of the Tang Dynasty." The voice of the woman beside her sounded.

The ministers followed behind.

Someone felt extremely ashamed when he heard the conversation between mother and son.

Even these ordinary people knew that Qin Qiong was a hero who died in battle for the country, but they only saw Zhao Chen's so-called unqualified behavior.

ashamed!

Many officials covered their faces with their hands and did not dare to touch the eyes of these ordinary people.

The coffin soon arrived at the city gate, and the guard of the city gate was Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin stood in the middle of the city gate, looked at Qin Qiong's coffin slowly coming in front of him, and quietly wiped his eyes.

He and Qin Qiong are old acquaintances, and their relationship is also very close.

But he didn't expect that Qin Qiong would leave by himself first.

"Old guy, haven't you all agreed to live a few more years?" Cheng Yaojin looked at Qin Qiong's coffin and muttered in a low voice.

"Send General Qin!" Cheng Yaojin suddenly shouted.

"Send General Qin!"

"Send General Qin!"

"Send General Qin!"

At the city tower, the soldiers at the city gate shouted together, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Chapter completed!