The Great Tang: World Martial God

In the 16th year of Zhenguan, December 23rd, night.

Boom boom boom.

The death knell in the imperial city struck six times.

The dull bells echoed in the imperial city, shaking through Chang'an.

In the entire palace, the maids, eunuchs, courtiers, and princes all knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.

When Empress Changsun was alive, she was good at persuading, defending courtiers, and treating her harem with mercy.

Nowadays, a generation of eternal sages are going to die, the people of Chang'an City are deeply saddened, and they kneel to worship in the direction of the Lizheng Hall.

Hearing the long death knell reverberating in his ears, Tang Hao froze in a daze.

Unexpectedly, in a month's time, such a change actually happened.

I never expected that Empress Changsun would leave in such a hurry.

It was as if the grandson queen stood by the window and supported herself in the assassination of Lu An Zan, as if it happened yesterday.

Tang Hao knelt on the ground, tears in his eyes.

After a long time, I sighed deeply in my heart.

The wheels of history are rolling forward.

Even if the genius doctor is alive, he can only rely on the medicine stone to linger.

Even if you are a high-ranking emperor, you cannot escape the hand of fate.

In this world, who can escape from birth, old age, sickness and death.

The queen died, the imperial city in the night, crying in the cold wind.

After the death of the Queen of Xian, the world is unpredictable.

During the national funeral, North Korea was suspended for 30 days.

As a marquis, Tang Hao naturally wanted to enter the palace to guard the empress of the grandson.

The prince and princess, noble ministers and wives, all have to enter the palace to guard the spirit of the eldest grandson for 30 days.

Of course, not every courtier can do it. Keeping the spirit also needs to be qualified.

People of the royal family, naturally, needless to say, all the royal relatives and relatives all enter the palace to guard their spirits.

Furthermore, the dukes, marques, viscounts, earls, barons, and the wives of each family.

And without the title, the civil and military officials from the fifth rank are all listed.

The king of Tang appointed Du Ruhui and Li Jing as ministers of funeral management, and the 24th Department of the Sixth Bureau of the Palace was responsible for all matters related to the funeral.

During the watch.

The princes and ministers, as well as the wives of each family, are also different in terms of closeness and distance, noble rank, and location.

Only the prince and princess, those above the marquis, and the third rank, are qualified to bow down and watch the spirit in the hall.

As for the others, they all had to kneel outside the temple and worship the spirits.

The north wind was strong, the temperature dropped sharply, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the calm water.

The red and yellow festive colors in the entire palace are covered by white silk.

The main color of white and black makes the whole deserted and desolate even more sad.

As a marquis, Tang Hao was also a temporary champion general. The position of the guard was arranged in the Lizheng Hall, near the door of the palace.

The sky is freezing cold, the sky will be clouded, and some snow seeds will fall sporadically.

These 30 days are a huge test for many people.

Many people have prepared thick clothes in advance, and have tied thick knee pads and leather cushions on their hips and knees.

For some strong and strong officials, but for those weak and cold veterans, this kneeling means that one foot has stepped into the gate of ghosts.

Outside the hall where the jade was paved, on the steps, and on the open space, there were kneeling veterans in plain clothes, all black.

Lizheng Hall.

White silk wraps around the beam, plain cloth wraps around the column.

White cloths were hanging quietly in the air.

The whole hall was pale.

In the place where the Zi Palace is displayed in the hall, the candlesticks circled in a circle, and the white candles were burning quietly.

The princes and princesses, all dressed in plain clothes, knelt quietly, red eyes, and sobbing.

Tang Hao raised his head slightly, and saw the thin figure from the back among the crowd.

I haven't seen him for a few months. The figure originally called petite and exquisite now looks weak and haggard, and his trembling shoulders seem to be falling over at any time.

Tang Hao sighed.

Princess Changle’s depression had only been cured for less than half a year, and now she has encountered it again.

I'm really afraid that this weak princess will be worried and sick again in this month's time for the spirits.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao turned his head slightly and looked outside the hall.

In the dark crowd, Li Wan sat quietly on her knees, the cold wind blew the blue silk between her forehead, sweeping the delicate jade face wantonly, and her petite nose showed a little bit of redness.

Seeing this, Tang Hao turned his head, with a heartbreaking pain in his heart.

In ancient times, medical skills were not developed. As a woman, her physique was inherently weak. This cold wind will not kill you and you will be seriously ill.

Li Wanqing returned from the battle and recovered from his injuries when he wanted to come back, but if he stayed in the wind and cold for a long time, I was afraid that the root of the disease would fall.

Since I moved out of the Viscount Mansion, I have never returned to Li Mansion.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao felt a touch of guilt inexplicably.

At this moment, a slender voice came from his ear, awakening Tang Hao.

"Dingbeihou, your majesty wants you to go to the side hall."

Tang Hao raised his head slightly, and he saw the plainly dressed father-in-law.

I don't know when, this grandpa has already arrived in front of him.

At this moment, Tang Wang summoned himself?

Is it something to ask?

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he did not dare to hesitate.

Standing up with his numb legs, he followed the Ronggong out of the Lizheng Hall.