Qin Shuhuai and Sun Chengzong were very happy to see Chongzhen have this insight, and said in unison, "The emperor is wise. ”

Chongzhen smiled, "You two don't slap my ass." I only hope that the ministers of the Ming Dynasty will be like the two of you, whether I am wise or not, the Ming Dynasty can be powerful in all directions, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, isn't it happy?"

After a pause, he said, "By the way, tomorrow I will personally preside over the funeral ceremony of General Chen Bing." Brother Qin, you must invite Old Madam Qi out, I must thank her well, and then apologize. ”

Chongzhen's over-specification funeral for Chen Luo is naturally a show, which is intended to appease the military and win the hearts of the people, and inviting Chen Luo's widow Qi to come out to complete this show will definitely be more infectious.

Of course, the reason why Chongzhen wants to hold such a grand show is also due to Qin Shuhuai's factors. After all, Chen Luo is his father-in-law, and Chongzhen personally presided over the funeral, which is living up to the brotherhood between him and Qin Shuhuai who surpasses the monarch and minister.

Qin Shuhuai knew very well that the Qi family had been living for so many years, just to wait for this moment. On such an occasion, how could Qi's character not come?

So he said, "The emperor can rest assured, the minister must have invited the old lady to come, and she will live up to the emperor's grace." ”

On the second day, at the end of the day.

Outside the Lugou Bridge in the southwest of the Forbidden City, there was a crowd of people.

The common people of the capital heard that the emperor was going to preside over the burial ceremony of the great loyal minister Chen Zongbing, and they came from all over the place, and for a time there were crowds of people near the festival site, at least 20,000 or 30,000 people gathered here, and the black pressure was overwhelming as far as the eye could see, which was extremely spectacular.

Let the people see, this is naturally the way it should be. After all, this is a show, how can there be no audience?

But the excitement is lively, and the security problem is highlighted.

With so many people, it is definitely not enough to rely on the manpower of Shuntianfu and Jinyiwei.

So Wang Dehua's warrior battalion, the three major battalions in Beijing, and Qin Shuhuai's martial arts coalition army were dispatched together to shoulder the heavy responsibility of on-site security and maintaining order, and the troops transferred from the three parties reached 25,000. plus the people and horses of Jinyiwei and Shuntianfu, there are about 30,000.

Officers and soldiers set up a human wall at the scene, and the people could only watch from 300 meters away. Sun Chengzong, who was in charge of the funeral ceremony, had ordered that anyone who broke through the human wall, whether intentionally or unintentionally, would be killed.

In addition, all the nearby highlands are guarded. There were no snipers in this era, but there were artillery, and if someone occupied the high ground and carried out artillery bombardment, it was not fun.

At the same time, a large number of factory guards were also mixed in among the people to prevent accidents.

This is a sensitive time, and we can't afford to be sloppy.

At three o'clock, in the anticipation of all the people, the funeral ceremony officially began.

The solemn and solemn sound of the horn suddenly sounded, echoing in the cold air.

Sun Chengzong led the civil and military officials, dressed in plain clothes, and slowly marched forward in two columns. Hundreds of officials are plain clothes, this is the specification of the prince's burial.

In the center of the procession, eight people carried a black coffin forward. The two people who carried the coffin at the front were Qin Shuhuai and Chen Jing.

After the coffin was placed in the center of the field, the sound of the horn stopped.

I saw Chongzhen wearing a dragon robe, wearing an imperial crown, and a white cloth around his waist, surrounded by officials of the Ministry of Rites, and slowly walked to the coffin.

Sun Chengzong shouted at the top of his voice, "Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Bang, bang!

Except for the brocade guard, who was still standing, the rest of the soldiers knelt down on one knee.

Seeing this, the people present also knelt down without anyone giving them an order.

The scene was silent, only the sound of the north wind.

Solemn and solemn.

Chongzhen opened the sacrificial speech and read aloud, "Since I ascended the throne, I have only taken loyalty and filial piety as the foundation ......of the country."

sprinkled a large paragraph, more than half of it was to promote how he established the country with loyalty and filial piety, about one-third was to review how Chen Luo "died loyal and brave", and the rest were some special sets of words for ceremonies such as whining and lamenting, anyway, with Qin Shuhuai's literary level, he could only understand half of it.

After the reading of the sacrificial speech, Chen Jing, the son of the Chen family, stepped forward with Chen Luo's bloody armor with both hands, accompanied by Qi.

When he saw Chongzhen personally put Chen Luo's armor into the coffin, Qi finally couldn't help it, and suddenly threw himself on the coffin, crying loudly.

Chen Jing, Chen Li, Chen Shu, and Chen Qing'er couldn't help crying when they saw this.

The grievances of the Chen family for more than ten years have finally been washed away at this moment!

However, the deceased are gone, and those who were beheaded by the Chen family back then will never come back.

Is it said that the Chen family is happy at this time?

But some sadness is not something that can be covered up by this kind of happiness.

But that's all Qin Shuhuai can do.

That's all Chongzhen can do.

There were forty or fifty thousand people at the scene, and Yaqi was silent, only the painful voice of the Chen family hovered in the cold wind.

And Wang Huazhen, who was in the prisoner car in a corner, shivered in the cold wind.

There is no doubt that today is the day of Chen Luo's burial, and it is also the date of his death!

At the same time as the burial ceremony was carried out, the brutal power struggle in Daming officially kicked off!

Wuchang, Huguang Governor Yamen.

More than 600 brocade guards suddenly rushed to the entrance of the yamen.

"What kind of person, dare to trespass on the governor's yamen!"

With a loud explosion, a large number of soldiers and horses poured out from all directions, surrounding this group of brocade guards.

At a cursory glance, there are four or five thousand people, and it is clear that the governor of Guangxi has mobilized local guards to take care of his home and home.

Jinyiwei Wuchang Qianhu Qianhu Feng Zeng took out the token and shouted, "Jinyiwei is ordered to handle the case, wait and retreat quickly, otherwise you will be killed!"

Inside the yamen, there were officials who rushed to report.

"Report to your lordship, Jinyi Wei Feng once brought six or seven hundred people, and now he has gone outside the yamen. ”

Sitting in the hall was a graceful person, calmly drinking tea, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

He is Cao Hua, the governor of Huguang and the right deputy of the Imperial Palace. Cao Hua was the younger brother of Cao Guozhang, the governor of Huguang, Sichuan, and Guijun and the governor of Sichuan, and was also a senior member of the Donglin Party.

Cao Hua just smiled slightly and did not speak.

A thin man beside him spoke.

said in a flattering tone, "Hehe, the teacher is really like a god." Fortunately, we transferred Donghewei and Changhe guards in advance to help, otherwise we would have been poisoned by Qin Rebellion today. ”

This person is Zhao Zhixing, the prefect of Wuchang, who is Cao Hua's protégé, and became the prefect because he was promoted.

Cao Hua put down the teacup and said disdainfully, "Does Qin Shun think that if he controls the factory guard, he will be able to shake my Donglin? ”

Zhao Zhixing nodded and said, "What the teacher said is extremely true. Now the places controlled by the imperial court are nothing more than Sanbian, Jizhen, Liaodong and Zhejiang. In the rest of the places, it is not me Donglin who is in charge of the military and politics, and this world is ......"

Cao Hua interrupted solemnly, "Zhixing, don't talk about the imperial court." Our opponent is Qin Yi. If he still has self-knowledge and returns the military and government to the emperor, our Donglin will still be edicted to guard these thousands of miles for the emperor. If Qin Wei insists on doing Cao Wei's deeds, then I, Donglin, can only fight hard for the emperor! In this way, I can serve the court's loyalty, calm the people, and live up to the responsibilities of my courtiers. ”

Zhao Zhixing smiled meaningfully, "What the teacher said is very true. We are doing this precisely for the orthodoxy of the Son of Heaven!"