Yili, the various prefectures built road sacrificial sheds on the long streets leaving the city. When Fu Zhixing and Yan Hu arrived, except for the prince and the princess, the princess of Su, and the princess of each prefecture, they had already sat in the road sacrificial sheds of each prefecture.

At the beginning of Si, the prince and the princess also arrived.

A quarter of an hour later, Concubine Shu's coffin came out of the Lu Palace, and was in a mighty way. The person holding the inscription in front had already arrived at the archway, and the person who was tying the white banner behind was still in the palace. Amid the elegy, the coffin arrived at the first road sacrificial shed. King Lu, Princess Lu and the three sons of King Lu entered the shed to hold the sacrificial shed.

Not every road sacrificial shed will go in. After all, the people who come to the road sacrificial sacrifice today are juniors from various prefectures, but it took nearly half an hour to walk slowly through the road. The team was about to leave the city, and the people participating in the road sacrificial sacrifice got on the carriage and had to send the coffin to the underground palace outside the Concubine Mausoleum.

The sun was hot, and even if you didn't need to get off the horse and bow every three miles like you did when you sent the emperor and the empress dowager, you still sweated heavily when you sat in the carriage. Especially Yan Huo was wearing soft armor, which made you even more addicted to the fire.

"Drink a glass of mung bean water." Fu Zhixing was worried that Yan Hu would have heat stroke. If it weren't for the unsafe city, Fu Zhixing would not be willing to let Yan Hu go with him to endure hardships.

Yan Huo drank all the glass of mung bean water and felt a little better. "We sat in the carriage, with ice basins and mung bean water, all of which were so uncomfortable. Those people were afraid they were even more uncomfortable."

"I will suffer myself." Fu Zhixing used the fan hard to fan Yan Huo.

"Don't just beg me." Yan Huo took a wicker to help Fu Zhixing wipe his sweat, "We are as hot as we do, why are you sweating less than mine?"

"I am a martial arts practitioner." Fu Zhixing smiled faintly.

Yan Huo felt that it had nothing to do with martial arts, it was a personal physical condition, but she didn't want to discuss this and smiled: "There is a kind of warm jade that can be worn on the body in the cold winter, and it can be faintly warm without wearing a cotton robe. There is also a kind of cold jade that can be worn on the body in the hot summer, and it can be cool and sweat-free."

"Please go to Yushan to find it." Fu Zhixing thought this was a good thing.

"Okay, okay, find a few more pieces, each person in the family." Yan Huo thought that after finding Nuanyu, he would not have to wrap himself in a bun in winter.

The couple sat in the carriage and chatted everywhere, and the funeral procession was moving forward slowly; the weather was so hot and the road was far, which was a torture for the funeral attendants. Fortunately, the elderly and weak people did not come, otherwise several more mansions in the capital would have to hang white banners.

"Xiaoxiao, come out and ride a horse." Guo Baochan came over.

"I'm not as abused as you." Yan Hu refused.

"Sitting in the carriage, I was almost asleep." Guo Baochan complained.

"Baochan." Yan Huo waved to Guo Baochan.

"What are you doing?" Guo Baochan got closer.

"We are attending funerals, not going out for a trip, don't be so proud." Yan Huo whispered to her that although it is unknown whether the Lu Palace still exists today, at least the King of Lu has not yet fallen.

Guo Baochan stuck out his tongue, "Then I'll go back to the carriage."

"Boom" suddenly came loudly in front of him.

"Have you done it?" Yan Hu felt relaxed as his boots finally fell down.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid." Fu Zhixing and Guo Baochan said at the same time.

Yan Huo was so amused that she was afraid. Did she look scared? She was not a rat courage.

"You are here to accompany Xiaoxiao, I'll go to the front to see what's going on?" Fu Zhixing opened the car door and wanted to get out.

"Be careful." Yan Huo grabbed his sleeve.

Fu Zhixing looked back and smiled at her, "I can."

Although there were some precautions, the prince was ahead, and Fu Zhixing could go and protect his master.

When Fu Zhixing got off the carriage and walked away, Guo Baochan said, "Xiaoxiao, don't worry, the disaster has been ruined for thousands of years."

It would be better not to say these words to comfort people. Yan Huo rolled his eyes, "My man is not a disaster. Don't you go see your man?"

"That is another scourge." Guo Baochan was full of confidence in King Su's skills.

After a while, the shouts in front of him disappeared, and there was no sound of swords intersecting, and the team was not even in chaos. Yan Hu was stunned. The rebellion ended like this? This was even more sarcastic than the rebellion of the King of Chu.

However, when Fu Zhixing came back and heard from him, Yan Huo realized that she had misunderstood. The loud noise was not caused by the King of Lu, but the carriage that the Prince of Jiujiang was riding overturned. The Prince of Jiujiang fell to his head and had to return to the city to treat him immediately.

"The carriage is moving so slowly, how could it overturn?" Yan Huo felt something was strange.

"In this way, the prince of Jiujiang has a reason to return to Beijing to take charge of the overall situation." Fu Zhixing guessed the intention of King Lu at a glance. All the prefectures and officials above the third rank in the city came out, and the city was empty. The prince of Jiujiang waved his arm and might have a miraculous effect.

Yan Huo sneered: "There is no general in Shu, Liao Hua is the pioneer."

"What does this mean?" Fu Zhixing asked with a smile.

"That is to say, all the generals who can conquer and fight well in Shu have died and no one can be used. Only Liao Hua, who is nearly 80 years old, can be used as a pioneer. This is a metaphor that there is no one in the hands of King Lu, and he can only use the greedy and rich-loving son of the Prince of Jiujiang." Yan Huo explained.

"This metaphor is very good." Fu Zhixing praised.

"That's it." Yan Huo smiled proudly.

The funeral procession walked slowly on the official road for another hour and finally arrived at the underground palace of the Concubine Mausoleum. The underground palace of the Concubine Mausoleum is not as majestic as the underground palace of the Imperial Mausoleum. The six stone pillars in front of the palace are not carved with dragons and phoenixes, but peacocks and flowers.

Although there were more than a dozen other concubines of the late emperor buried in the Concubine Mausoleum, because there were Gui Taixian, Li Taixian, Fang Taixian and other concubines of the late emperor who were left alive, the gate of the underground palace had not been sealed yet, and eight powerful eunuchs slowly pushed open the stone gate, and a scent of indescribable gust came out.

Princess Lu, who was standing close to the door, frowned and forced herself to cover her nose without using her hands. The fourth son of Prince Lu's mansion was young and did not have such self-sustainment. "It smells so smelly." The eunuch who was holding him was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.

Everyone pretended not to hear it. Most people near the palace gate held their breath. When the strange smell faded, they sent the coffin into the underground palace amid the sound of sorrow and music. There were many people who were funeral. Although the underground palace was wide, it was impossible for everyone to go in. The real ones were the family of King Lu, the family of Concubine Shu, several nephews and niece-in-laws of the royal family, as well as the prince and other royal relatives.

When the Prince of Pingxi Hou entered the underground palace, the King of Lu suddenly said, "There are all people, let's do it."

The sixty-four people carrying the coffin pulled out the knife hidden there from under the coffin, and the eunuch standing by the door went to push the stone door.

This is about to close the door and fight... Ah, King Lu is the dog!

The monks who were chanting the scriptures also took out the sharp blades hidden there from their generous monk's robe and slashed at the officials standing outside.

The prince smiled faintly and said, "You really have the intention to be disobedient."

"Don't say that you just found out that you had been on guard against me for a long time and set up a plan to harm me." King Lu sneered, "It's a pity that no matter how well your plan is set, it's useless. Today is your death."

"That may not be." The prince said calmly.
Chapter completed!