Hairpin Phoenix

   Chapter 677 Return

  It was originally scheduled to travel for about ten days, but it was compressed in half by Shengsheng.

   Five days later, Prince Li Jing and his party returned to the capital.

   Not many courtiers came to greet you outside the city gate. Among the civil servants were Qiaoge Lao Luo Shangshu and others, and the number of generals was even smaller. Only King Xingyang led solemnly.

  The Marquis of Guangping rebelled and was stabbed to death by the Crown Princess. The Marquis of Puyang has yet to receive the military order, and he is still in the military camp honestly. Both General Liang and his son were dead, and Liang Erlang led the imperial guards to guard the palace. After counting, only the King of Xingyang remained.

  When everyone meets, they feel like they are separated from each other.

   "The ministers welcome the return of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Under the leadership of Mr. Qiao Ge, the ministers bowed their hands together and saluted.

  Li Jing's injury has not healed, and he is in a hurry to hurry. These days, he has been worrying a lot. At this time, he was barely sitting in the carriage and could not get off the carriage and walk.

   "Aiqings, please get up." Li Jing said in a hoarse voice: "The time is urgent, I want to go back to the palace immediately. There is no need to waste time here."

   paused and then said: "Please ask Qiao Ge Lao and King Xingyang to get on the carriage, and we will talk while entering the palace."

  Qiao Ge was always the grandfather of the prince's direct relative, and King Xingyang was the prince's father-in-law. A civil servant and a military general are the most powerful forces of the Prince's faction. He is also the person that Prince Li Jing relies on the most.

   Old Qiao and King Xingyang handed in hand and got into the prince's carriage one after the other.

  The prince's carriage entered the city gate.

  The city gate guards who were guarding the city changed people, and led a group of defenders to kneel on the ground.

   After a few days, the fierce battle that took place here has disappeared. The corpses that had piled up like mountains on the ground were also cleaned up.

   Taking a closer look, there are still bloodstains in the crevices of the stone. He sniffed hard, and he could smell the lingering smell of blood.

  This tragic war left deep scars in the hearts of the people of the capital.

  Today, the prince returned to Beijing, and there were not many people watching the fun along the way. Many shops on the street were closed, and there were few people.

  Li Jing stared out the car window silently. After a while, he looked back at Qiao Ge Lao: "Grandfather," and looked at King Xingyang: "Father-in-law. These days, you have worked hard for you."

   In just a few days, Qiao Ge has aged for more than ten years. Originally half-white hair, now there are not a few black hair left, almost all white. The wrinkles on the forehead and the corners of the eyes are deep and tired.

  Li Jing's grandfather's cry made old Qiao Ge feel sour.

The face of Emperor Yongjia's tragic death suddenly flashed in Qiao Ge's mind, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and his voice trembled slightly: "Just come back, Your Highness. The emperor's dragon body has always been placed in the ice cellar of Wenhua Hall. It's not the way to go on like this. When Your Highness returns to the palace, immediately ring the death knell and organize the funeral for the Emperor!"

  Li Jing's eyes turned red and nodded: "I also have this plan."

  Although Li Jing and Emperor Yongjia were at odds, and his father died tragically, Li Jing was uncomfortable enough.

  Lu Lin glanced at his son-in-law with pity, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is sad and sad, and I feel the same way. However, there are many things waiting for Your Highness to do at the moment, please support your Highness."

The concern in   's words warmed Li Jing's heart. He rushed to Lu Lin and nodded: "Don't worry, father-in-law, I can hold it." Then, he asked in a low voice, "Father-in-law, how is Xiaoyu now?"

  Lu Lin, as a foreign minister, was of course unethical to stay in the East Palace. However, the capital was in turmoil, and the people in the palace were in turmoil, and these rules were no longer relevant.

  Lu Lin has been staying in the East Palace. Since Lu Mingyu woke up, he has been with the bedside for at least an hour every day. Knowing Lu Mingyu's situation best, he heard the words and replied, "The Crown Princess was injured in her chest, not her heart or lungs, but her wounds were deep and she lost a lot of blood. She had to rest on a couch. The imperial doctor said that she would not be able to stay in bed for at least two months. "

   "Don't worry too much, Your Highness."

   How can Li Jing not be worried?

   He could not wait to have two wings on his back, and immediately flew into the palace and flew to his wife, children and mother.

   In front of Mr. Qiao Ge, Li Jing was inconvenient to say more, and his eyes showed a deep sense of apology and self-blame: "It's my useless husband who has caused Xiaoyu to run around and get hurt."

   You are really useless.

Lu Lin snorted inwardly, and his expression became more gentle: "His Royal Highness said this, it is too outlandish. Husband and wife are one, the crown princess should do these things. The most thrilling time has passed. when."

The more reasonable the father-in-law was, the more guilty Li Jing felt.

   It is not appropriate to say more about this now.

  Li Singing nodded, and asked Mr. Qiao Ge again: "Is the mother okay?"

Qiao Ge stayed in the palace for several days in succession, and met Queen Qiao every day. Hearing this, he sighed: "There have been so many changes in the palace, and the Queen's concubine also tried her best to support it. After returning to the palace, His Royal Highness met the concubine, Take it easy!"

   Whose daughter is distressed.

  Lu Lin felt sorry for the injured Lu Mingyu.

   Old Qiao's most distressed is naturally the emaciated Queen Qiao.

  …

   An hour and a half later, the carriage arrived outside Donghua Gate.

   Outside the palace gate, Zeng's corpses were all over the place, and the blood flowed into rivers. A few days later, the blood is still thick.

  The gate of the palace opened, and Liang Erlang personally led a dozen guards of the royal forest to greet him.

  Li Jing was helped from the carriage to the soft sedan chair and carried all the way to the Wenhua Hall.

   He wanted to go back to the East Palace first. As a prince, as a son of man, you must first kneel, kneel, cry, and cry to the emperor who died tragically, to appease the courtiers.

  Several Shangshu adults have been left in the Wenhua Hall, and at this time they all knelt down and greeted each other.

   Li Jing didn't have to pretend, he also looked tired and worried, and his red eyes were full of sadness and sadness: "Everyone, please get up. I'm going to see the emperor first, and I'll talk about it later."

   The first thing to do when returning to the palace, of course, is to "welcome" back to Emperor Yongjia.

  The dignified son of the emperor, after his death, he did not stop and was not buried, and the body was placed in the ice cellar. This kind of opportunity is really bleak.

   The first thing Li Jing did was exactly what the ministers wanted.

   Queen Qiao hurried in, just in time to see Li Jing, who was pale and haggard, about to get off the sedan chair. Queen Qiao held back her tears, stepped forward quickly, and supported Li Jing: "You are still recovering from your injuries, your body is weak, how can you have the strength to walk."

  Li Jing turned his head and glanced at Queen Qiao: "Queen Mother, come with me to welcome Father Father."

   If you have no strength, you have to walk, and you have to crawl over. How can a son sit in a soft sedan chair to kneel and worship his father.

   I have to swallow any more words at the moment.

   Queen Qiao responded with red eyes, and supported Li Jing to move forward slowly. On the other side, Lu Lin walked over quickly and supported Li Jing's other arm.

   Lu Lin's strength was much stronger than Queen Qiao's, and he supported most of Li Jing's body quietly.

  Li Jing gratefully glanced at the unparalleled good father-in-law.

   Lu Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

  To you, it's all for Xiaoyu.

   If you dare to take heart in the future, I will be the first to forgive you.

   (end of this chapter)