The night was vast and there were sorrow and joy. The King of Lu knelt in front of the coffin and cried in a deep sorrow. The Princess Lu and others covered their mouths with a handkerchief and cried very reservedly. The mourning and joy stopped, and the crying stopped. The King of Lu set a stick of incense for Concubine Shu and walked out. The Princess Lu looked up and looked down, then looked down and continued to put paper money into the brazier. After the night sacrifice, the King of Lu would leave for a period of time.

King Lu left the mourning hall, went to the study to wash his face, changed into bright yellow clothes embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons. According to etiquette, the emperor could only wear clothes. King Lu moved the mechanism in the study room, and slowly moved the bookshelf to the left and right, revealing a small door. King Lu walked in with a candlestick.

After walking in the secret passage for a cup of tea, King Lu arrived at a secret room, where several people were already sitting, two of whom were his aides, and the rest were depressed fourth and fifth-rank officials in the court. When they saw King Lu, they stood up and said, "I have met Your Majesty."

"Full your body." King Lu helped him, "No need to be too polite, all the ministers sit down and talk." Before he could win the throne, the King of Lu had already regarded himself as an emperor.

"Your Majesty, the personnel have been arranged. Just wait for your Majesty to give orders, the soldiers will be able to rush into the palace, capture the deposed emperor, and ask him to write abdication edict." A strong man said.

"I'll ask you all. The great things are my founding fathers. I will share this beautiful country with you." King Lu said with great enthusiasm. King Lu has seen the ministers he has won over these days. These few generals who met tonight were the top priority and the main force who attacked the palace on the day of the funeral.

"Thank you for your kindness." Everyone said excitedly. Who would not want to be a marquis or a general or a high-ranking minister, but wasted half of his life and his hair was about to turn white. He was still a fourth- and fifth-rank official, and there was no hope of promotion. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. In order to follow the dragon's merits and support the rebellion of King Lu, anyway, it is the Tang family's country, and anyone can sit there.

King Lu promised a lot of things to make these people more loyal to him, and the day after tomorrow is the last moment, and victory is not allowed to be defeated.

A quarter of an hour later, King Lu returned from the same route. After returning to the study, he changed into the dragon robe, put it back on the filial son's robe, put it back on Migli, and said to himself: "I will put on yours openly in the future."

King Lu left the study and went to the mourning hall. In the mourning hall, Princess Lu maintained his posture when he left, and was still burning paper money. King Lu glanced at him and found that Concubine Kang and his three sons were not in the mourning hall. "It's late at night, let's go back to the room to rest."

Princess Lu slowly stood up, and with the help of her maid, she left the mourning hall with another concubine. The concubine was not qualified to come to the mourning hall to cry.

One night passed, and the next day was the day before the funeral. At the right time, the road delivery ceremony will be held. Fu Zhixing and Yan Huo were from Shen Shi. Zouzi, Yan Rong, Zhang Weide, Jiang, Zhao Yanqing and Yan Ying and others have arrived. Everyone went to Lingqian to sing incense for Concubine Shu, burned a few pieces of paper money, and then sat and chatted.

At this time, a maid brought a pot to pour tea. If she accidentally poured too much, the tea water overflowed from the cup, wetting Yan Hu's sleeves; Yan Rong's face darkened, "What's going on?"

"Madam, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The maid hurriedly used a veil to wipe the tea on the table.

Yan Huo chuckled, it was not intentional, it was intentional, but she responded to changes in the same way as it depends on the design? "Wipe the water dry and then go back."

"Thank you, madam, thank you." The maid quickly left with the teapot.

After a while, Princess Lu came, "Xiaoxiao, the servants have wet your clothes with ruthlessness. I have new clothes there, go and change them."

"No need, it's a little wet, there's no need to change it. The weather is hot and it will dry in a while." Yan Hu refused. The King of Lu was about to take action, so she didn't have too much contact with Princess Lu.

"Xiaoxiao, it's because I didn't take care of my servants well. I should be angry. I'll punish you." Princess Lu owed.

Seeing that Princess Lu was posing so low that Yan Rong and others didn't know what to say, Yan Huo also saw Princess Lu's intention and stood up and said, "There is no need to change the clothes. I'll go and burn paper money and dry the little bit with a torch."

Princess Lu successfully separated Yan Hu from Yan Rong and others, and could talk to her, "Xiaoxiao, please help me. King Lu wants to rebel, I don't want to. Please tell Lord Fu and the prince that my mother's family and King Lu are not the same as King Lu."

The last time Princess Lu told her that the prince's mansion was very quiet, Yan Hu knew that Princess Lu and Prince Lu were not fellow travelers, "I will tell you."

"The prince invited six batches of monks to the mansion, but only the first batch of monks in these six batches of monks perform rituals in the mourning hall, and the other five batches of monks are hidden in the courtyard in the mansion. The prince must have something to do, please be careful." Princess Lu continued.

"Thank you for your advice." Yan Huo said softly.

Princess Lu passed the news to Yan Huo, and she felt at ease. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that King Lu would not die.

At the beginning of the Youth hour, after dinner, everyone started to hold a road delivery ceremony. The leading guide was the flag, gong, umbrella fan and the deceased's official title board, followed by a drummer, a middle-aged monk guided the guests forward, followed by a relative of a foreign surname and a direct relative of the tribe, and finally the filial son of King Lu, supported by two servants, made tablets with paper in his hand, and went to an open place to burn.

Then the monk blew and chanted the mantra of rebirth. After that, King Lu thanked the guests and sent the guests away. The relatives and relatives of other surnames should stay in the mourning hall and keep the spirit until dawn, which is a companion.

Accompanying, commonly known as "sitting on the night", means that the relatives of the deceased keep their souls until dawn; the Beijing regards accommodation as the day of funeral, only a heart of joy and no sorrow.

After leaving the Lu Palace, Yan Huo told Fu Zhixing what Princess Lu told her, "After the failure of King Lu, can you plead with the emperor and not involve Princess Lu?"

Fu Zhixing replied: "Princess Lu did not participate in the rebellion and would not be implicated."

One night passed, dawned, and a new day began.

"Xiaoxiao, put this on." Fu Zhixing handed a soft armor to Yan Hu.

"Are you sure that King Lu will do something today?" Yan Huo took over the soft armor.

"Today is his last chance. If he doesn't take action, he will have no chance." Fu Zhixing said calmly. Tomorrow's morning court, the emperor will blame him.

"Did you wear it?" Yan Hu asked while wearing soft armor.

"It's worn." Fu Zhixing helped Yan Hu tie his straps.

Yan Huo put on his outer clothes. On a hot day, he wore a close-fitting soft armor, which seemed to be wearing a cotton jacket. It was so hot. He couldn't help but mutter to harm King Lu, "It's not good to be too ambitious. You should be more content and contented. There are thousands of houses, sleep one foot at night; there are thousands of hectares of good fields, and eat three meals a day."

"The King of Lu has a head to show his height." Fu Zhixing took Yan Hu's hand. After they had breakfast, it was time to go out.

Yan Huo burst into laughter, "You are wrong, King Lu's head is not tall even if it is long." King Lu's height is estimated to be about 1.66 meters tall, six or seven years tall, and he is one head shorter than the chubby King Gong.
Chapter completed!