The Great Tang: World Martial God

Partial palace.

In the huge side hall, only a few oil lamps were lit.

In the dimness, Wang Wang sat alone on the steps, holding a step in his hand, drooping his head, startled.

Tang Hao moved lightly and stepped forward.

Now it seems that the ruler of Datang, at this moment, looks extremely decadent.

Hearing the subtle footsteps, Wang Wang slowly raised his head.

What caught Tang Hao's eyes was a bitter face, and his flushed eyes were full of sadness.

It seems that in these two days, this majestic emperor in the past has grown a lot of age in an instant.

Tang Hao bowed his head and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, my sorrow."

King Tang was still sitting there, staring at Tang Hao, hope, kindness, and many more complicated things in his eyes.

Hoarse and deep words came through the dry throat in a low voice.

"Your life experience..."

Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

A pair of red eyes looked over again.

Tang Hao felt sour inexplicably, and said solemnly.

"There is no iron proof yet, I dare not climb high."

After pondering over and over again, Tang Hao said slowly.

"The surname Tang, which echoes Datang, is also very good."

Hearing this answer, Tang Wang was quite surprised, frowned slightly, said.

"Why?"

Tang Hao responded.

"If the minister really has the blood of the emperor's relatives and relatives, regardless of whether he denies his ancestors to the ancestors, he will be the people of Datang."

Talking about this, Tang Hao paused for a moment, then continued.

"The minister didn't know what happened back then, but since my biological mother asked me to take my surname, she must have her problems."

King Tang fell silent. After a while, he lifted his eyes slightly, and a touch of relief appeared in his somewhat swollen eyes.

"It's really rare for you to have this kind of tolerance."

"I, respect your choice."

There was a long silence.

Wang Wang looked complicated and murmured.

"Changle she..."

A soft sigh came, and Tang Wang did not continue to speak.

There was a little helplessness and frustration in the words.

"If you wish, wait some time, I can change the marriage contract for you, and rectify your reputation."

Hearing this, Tang Hao's heart was full of warmth, said.

"Datang is still not stable even in the north. With regard to family affairs, the ministers dare not let His Majesty bother."

Heard of the word north.

Tang Wang frowned, stood up slowly, and said hoarsely.

"North, north..."

The words are full of pain and sadness.

"Avalokitesvara loves the grassland, but I finally failed to fulfill her simplest long-cherished wish."

Wang Wang screamed in sorrow, turned his head back, staggered, and walked up the steps.

In a daze, King Tang stumbled on the steps, his body instantly lost his center of gravity, and he leaned back.

Tang Hao reacted extremely quickly, and he stepped forward to help the fallen figure.

A solid support came from his back, and Wang Wang steadied his body, patted the hand that Tang Hao held his arm, and said.

"North, it's up to you."

Tang Hao nodded heavily.

It wasn't just the reason, Tang Hao actually saw a strong eager hope in the eyes of this emperor.

Just like an elder relative, sustenance among the younger generations.

To comfort the king of Tang, Tang Hao slowly walked into the Lizheng Hall, and knelt down again in his own position.

Tang Hao, who had mixed feelings, spent the rest of the day in the Lizheng Hall.

On the days of keeping the spirit, people fainted every day, and then they were carried out silently by Jin Wuwei.

It is the dynasty, the emperor empress dowager funeral, some people died, that is not unusual.

For this cold winter, there may be more.

One month's time, fast and fast, just passed unconsciously.

The funeral day is coming soon.

As for the Ministry of Etiquette, everything has been settled long ago.

All princes and ministers, civil and military officials, as well as the wives of each family, the order of their funerals has been recorded.

When Tang Hao came to the Lizheng Hall again, there was already a crowd of people, and it was overwhelmed with darkness.

The solemn, silent crowd stood quietly in front of the temple, and the whole scene was extremely low and gloomy.

The princes and nobles were close to the gate of the palace. Although they knew each other very well, they had no words on this occasion. They nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

In the depressed, heavy atmosphere, Tang Hao walked to Chen Chumo's side, looked at each other, bowing his head and silently outside the hall door.

Just waiting for the Zi Gong to move out and go out for funerals.

Grandpa Rong slowly walked out of the hall door and stood in front of Tang Hao.

It stands to reason that at this moment, the celebrity next to King Tang should be next to King Tang and stay at his feet.

At this time, he appeared outside the hall.

It's really puzzling.

It's not just Tang Hao. Many ministers also turned their eyes slightly, and looked at them suspiciously.

Without waiting for Tang Hao to speak, Ronggong said in a low voice.

"Dingbeihou, your majesty asks the old slave to tell you that you will have a funeral later, and you will stand with the princes of several prefectural palaces."

Tang Hao didn't know much about these royal etiquettes, and he didn't know the significance of such a sequence.

However, the crowds around them showed different colors.

The status of the eldest son of the prince’s mansion is extremely noble, second only to the prince of the prince, and even higher than the prince of the country.

The county kings of Datang are all of the royal blood!

"Follow me!"

With a soft cry, Lord Ronggong led the attention of Tang Hao to the hall.

Passing in front of the princes, Tang Hao followed Ronggong straight to the ranks of the princes of the county prince.

In the astonished eyes of the public, the official of the Ministry of Rites took a piece of filial piety and put it on Tang Hao.

The queen's funeral, as a courtier, is to pass on the veg.

Filial piety!

This is only for those who are related to the Queen of the Eldest Sun, who is qualified to wear it!

Although everyone was puzzled, they were still talking, after all, this was arranged by King Tang himself.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to understand.

This Tang Hao has an inextricable connection with the Datang royal family.