Phoenix Hairpin - Chapter 683

[Chapter 683 Loyal Officials (1)]

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All the ministers knelt down for several days, and no amount of tears were shed.

Now kneeling, pretending to cry a few times.

The cries of the Marquis of Puyang echoed in the mourning hall, making all the ministers feel ashamed.

The Marquis of Puyang cried so hard, they couldn’t be compared!

As a result, all the ministers gathered up their strength and began to cry.

For a time, the mourning hall was crying like thunder.

The fourth prince cried early and his eyes were swollen. Seeing his father-in-law was so sad that he almost fainted from crying, the tears came out again.

His good father-in-law would pick the time to make a memorial.

After waiting for the first seven times, the memorial was sent to Li Jing.

If it’s too early, Li Jing is still wary.

If it’s too late, the dignity of being a courtier will be completely gone.

As expected of the Marquis of Puyang, his ability to guess people’s hearts is ten times stronger than that of fighting.

The Marquis of Puyang cried for half a day, recounting the past events between him and Yongjia Emperor.

Of course, this was crying for Prince Li Jing.

Li Jing also followed suit, and before Marquis Puyang almost fainted, he stretched out his hand to support Marquis Puyang and sighed: “Marquis Puyang is loyal to his father and the imperial court, which everyone can see. Now that the father is dead, Puyang Hou take care of your health, don’t be too sad.”

The Marquis of Puyang burst into tears and cried: “His Royal Highness is so sympathetic to the minister, and the minister is deeply grateful. In the future, the minister will do his best to continue to be loyal to Wei.”

Yes, that’s a sign of loyalty.

It was almost impossible to say “I must obey His Royal Highness’s orders in everything”.

The fourth prince twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to cry anymore, and wiped his tears with his sleeves.

Looking up.

His Highness the Crown Prince looked moved and sighed: “The Marquis of Puyang is indeed a loyal and good general of the Great Wei Dynasty. I have written down this loyalty and righteousness.”

The Marquis of Puyang was grateful: “Thank you, His Royal Highness.”

Finally, I still have a little face, and no longer show loyalty.

Mainly because the time and place are not right.

The corpse of Emperor Yongjia lies in the coffin, and it has not been buried yet!

After Puyang Hou entered the palace, he never left the mourning hall again.

Kneeling and crying in the daytime, and refusing to sleep at night, after a few days, her eyes were red and haggard.

Even Lu Lin had to sigh to himself.

Even in acting, being able to “enter the play” like this is really admirable.

After “March 7”, Puyang Hou finally couldn’t hold it anymore, and when he knelt down, he fell straight down.

This fainting was by no means pretended.

Every day, I kneel and cry, and I can’t sleep, just eat a steamed bun and drink a bowl of cold water.

Even hard-hitting people can’t stand it.

Li Jing immediately ordered the Marquis of Puyang to be carried down to rest, and ordered the imperial physician to diagnose the pulse of the Marquis of Puyang, which gave Puyang Marquis enough dignity.

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That night, Li Jing still returned to the East Palace for three shifts.

Li Jue, Li Xuan, and Li Cong all knew that their father would come back at this time, so one by one they refused to sleep. After seeing their father, they went to sleep satisfied.

Li Jing couldn’t eat well and couldn’t get enough sleep, his face was white with blue, Lu Mingyu looked at it and felt worried.

However, as a son, it is right and proper to keep the spirit of the father.

Not to mention, Li Jingde was filial piety at this time.

No matter how hard you work, you have to persevere.

Lu Mingyu’s injury has improved quite a bit, his face is bloody, and it is much easier to move on the bed: “Quickly get on the bed and rest.”

The weather was hot and dry, Li Jing didn’t take a bath for several days, and he couldn’t change his filial clothes.

Luckily, Lu Mingyu didn’t dislike it at all.

Li Jing was also really tired, lying on the bed, his eyelids could barely open, and also told Lu Mingyu about the fainting of Puyang Marquis: “… Puyang Marquis only eats steamed buns and drinks cold water every day, knelt and cried during the day. More sad than anyone else. He refused to sleep at night, and kept kneeling in front of his father’s coffin. I was so tired and fainted today.”

“I asked someone to carry him to rest. After a few hours, he woke up and refused to rest any longer, so he was brought back to the mourning hall and continued to kneel.”

“I persuaded him to rest for an hour or two every day, but he refused. He told me that he was deeply favored by the emperor. Now he can only do his last for the emperor.”

“Compared with the Marquis of Puyang,

This prince of mine seems to be perfunctory on his knees.

”

Lu Mingyu raised his eyebrows: “The Marquis of Puyang is today, and he really has his own strengths. It’s not entirely dependent on the imperial grandmother.”

Isn’t it?

Not everyone can be ruthless with this kind of heart, and make themselves like this.

The Marquis of Puyang achieved this step, revealing the loyalty of his subjects.

If Li Jing waited to see him, he could no longer move the Zhao family’s army at will.

After Lu Mingyu finished speaking, there was no response.

When he looked closely, he saw that Li Jing had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

Lu Mingyu felt distressed and reached out to caress Li Jing’s thin face.

She slept a lot during the day, but she was still in good spirits and had no sleepiness.

Just turned sideways, staring at Li Jing’s profile.

Time slipped by bit by bit.

When Li Jing was supposed to get up on weekdays, Li Jing still didn’t wake up.

Lu Mingyu was ruthless and pushed Li Jing: “Don’t sleep, it’s time to get up and go to the mourning hall.”

Li Jing hummed in confusion, trying to open his eyes, but it was quite difficult.

Lu Mingyu was startled, reached out to probe Li Jing’s forehead, and his heart suddenly sank: “Your forehead is hot, it must be a fever.”

The forehead under the palm was hot.

Li Jing’s head was dizzy, and his words were weak: “The Imperial Physician Xuan is here and give me a prescription to reduce fever. I will drink the medicine before I go.”

we can only do this.

When others can rest, Li Jing must show his face.

Lu Mingyu swallowed the sigh in his throat and called Qiyun in.

Qiyun was also shocked when she heard that Li Jing had a fever, and immediately announced that Zhou Yuan would come over.

The Zhou Yuan envoy quickly prescribed a prescription for His Royal Highness’s pulse, and personally boiled the decoction and delivered it.

Li Jing didn’t have anyone to wait on, so he raised his head and drank the soup and went to the mourning hall.

Lu Mingyu couldn’t rest assured, and was a little restless all day.

Qiyun whispered comfortingly: “It has been suspended for more than 20 days. I will endure it for another 49 days. When the emperor is buried, everything will be fine.”

Lu Mingyu sighed helplessly: “Li Jing’s injury hasn’t healed yet, so he was barely holding on. Now that he has a fever again, he has to continue kneeling. I’m just afraid that he will hurt his vitality.”

Boil like this, how can you not hurt your body.

No matter how you take care of it in the future, you won’t be able to restore your damaged vitality.

Qiyun understands Lu Mingyu’s anxiety and anxiety.

I can only pick up some nice car wheel words and say it over and over again.

In desperation, Lu Mingyu sent people three times a day to decoct the medicine on time.

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Fortunately, Li Jing was young and in good health, so he took the medicine while holding on. After two days, the high fever subsided.

This kind of filial piety has also won a lot of praise.

As for the Marquis of Puyang, he was a model of loyal ministers.

A few days later, he fainted again due to exhaustion and sadness.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, he was carried down to rest.

The courtiers were greatly touched, and they all knelt and cried with great care.

Soon, the number of courtiers who were exhausted and fainted increased.

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[End of this Chapter]