Qishan is about to draft a copy.

Hearing Chen Tang's words, he looked up and asked with his eyes.

"Wonliang sees what I do? I don't understand enough?"

"I'm pretty clear, but the master doesn't need to polish it?"

Sending wreaths to attend funerals is not a big problem. Even if the two countries start wars, sending envoys to attend funerals is a worldly way. No matter how crazy Wu Xian is, he will not kill anyone. It is obvious that he will beat Beimo to attack Wu Xian, but he will not be angry to death?

If Wu Xian was angry to death, he would save trouble.

But the lord's reputation in history books is difficult to deal with.

Chen Tang glanced at the diner hiding in the corner and wrote and painted, and his mouth twitched slightly: "What's the polish? Uehara's words."

I wonder how those kings in the past could tolerate the daily neighbours.

After thinking about it, she realized it again.

The temper of a daily man is even more stinky and harder than that of a rock in the pit. He does not let the other party record it truthfully, and he is willing to stick out his neck and wait for death. Of course, he may also write history books privately and write unofficial history. Official history may not be serious, but unofficial history must be wild and can only indulge it.

Pray for goodness: "Only."

Chen Tang's smile was a bit bad.

She was looking forward to Wu Xian's twisted face.

"Hope is in time."

No surprises, it will be too late.

There is no change in customs at present, and burials are established in almost all places. Before the burial, the spirits are stopped for at least seven days, and the wealthy families are stopped for two or seven days, which is fourteen days or twenty-one days.

If you can find literati and warriors to help preserve the remains, slow down the decay, and stop the spirit for a longer time. This is true among the people, not to mention royal nobles, some corpses even have to wait for the completion of the luxurious tombs, or wait for their partners to die and be buried together.

It took several years to stop the soul from being able to stop it for more than ten years.

I heard that the longest record is thirty-seven years.

This time Wu Xian lost his wife and son, but he still lost two sons in a row, so the funeral was naturally to be held. Mrs. Mi was quite puzzled by this. That day, Wu Xian rushed to the mourning hall of his wife and children with a knife. Although he did not do extreme matters and was eventually persuaded, he also felt a grudge in his heart and did not appear in the next few days. She served Wu Xian for so many years, and it can be seen that Wu Xian was completely angry.

His love for the mother and son was torn to pieces after Gao Guo and Kang Guo completely broke up. Even though there were still three points of love, the remaining seven points must be resentment. Since this is the case, why did he still order to handle the funeral of the three people?

Is Wu Xian so generous?

"It's like accompanying the king..."

It is conceivable how energy-consuming it is to carry out a funeral, or whether it is the first queen and the legitimate sons of the queen. Mrs. Mi is the first concubine in the inner court, and how many people are staring at her mistakes.

These days, she was walking on thin ice and was trembling.

The daytime acts impeccable.

I was so tired when I returned to my palace.

"Ah Mei is smart, can you tell me something?"

The sisters who have been separated for many years have finally met each other. Wu Xian specially asked Mrs. Mi to stay in the side hall for a long time to accompany her, and did not restrict each other from entering and leaving the palace. This honor and favor are also unique.

My sister took a sip of tea.

"There are great mournings in the state, and there are wars outside."

The funeral of the queen and the three of them was naturally not because Wu Xian was so affectionate and nostalgic. Of course, outsiders did praise him a lot because of his generousness. They loved their wives and sons, were kind-hearted, and even their sons were forgiven for their rebellious plots and murdering their fathers. Who could say that Wu Xian didn't love his first wife and son? He did not care about his past grudges and had a beautiful funeral for the three of them - the real reason was because the war started.

Mrs. Mi has lived in the deep palace for a long time and doesn't understand the connection between the two: "This... I don't understand. Isn't it because of fighting outside that I have to save money, streamline expenses, and support the soldiers? Why waste it on the frivolous matter?"

In the past, when Wu Xian was fighting outside, the queen did this.

Led by the queen, the female family is encouraged to live a simple life, and to eat, wear, housing and transportation are simpler. The saved cloth, money and food are used to provide pensions to the wives, children and mothers of the soldiers who died in battle, or to buy a batch of supplies to send to the front line to express their condolences. Not much, just to express their feelings.

Mrs. Mi doesn’t like luxury and responds positively every time.

Before Wu Xian ascended the throne, Mrs. Mi kept helping the queen, following her every day, and learning a lot of housekeeper cooking skills. If it weren't for this, after Wu Xian founded the country, she would not be able to manage the power of the central palace to her, and she would not be able to manage it well.

What my sister said is different from her previous understanding.

The sister patiently explained: "Sister, don't think too complicated about the war between the two countries. You just think that it's a conflict between the two families. The master surnamed Wu lost his wife and son to hold a funeral, and the family mourned. The next door named Shen came up and smashed the mourning hall. Can this be smashed?"

In the past, there were unwritten regulations that the great destruction could not be raised.

Now that I don't care so much, the truth is the same.

The families who were smashed into the mourning hall will not only not be able to recover, but will also hate the invaders, and then burst out with a strong aura, driving out the bastard who was not eye-catching and smashing the mourning hall and killing them!

Wu Xian’s painting is not about fame, but about momentum!

Compared with momentum, the money spent on funerals is not worth mentioning.

Mrs. Mi nodded thoughtfully.

I didn't expect there was such a trick.

"But--" Mrs. Mi carefully observed the surroundings, and was sure that the wall was empty, so she whispered, "Will we be more inappropriate when we go to war with each other? This situation will work?"

It seems that Gao Guo sneaked into the border of Heyin County, and on the second day, he killed the accountable envoy behind him. Regardless of whether Gao Guo had a national funeral or not, could he come to smash the mourning hall to make a tenable position?

My sister smiled: "Can the common people in the market know the truth?"

Mrs. Mi shook her head: "I probably don't know."

Most common people spend time working hard for their family, and have no time or channel to understand these things.

"Yes, the common people don't know. Since they don't know, then what is the truth, isn't it up to the court to tell me?" My sister smiled and laughed, "The common people don't know why the two countries suddenly had an evil relationship, but they will know that the mother of the country passed away and the national devastation is at a critical moment. Neighboring countries, regardless of time or mercy, will bring in troops to invade. If they are still a little bit unlucky, will not let Kang's evil deeds succeed."

In this way, Wu Xian's goal was achieved.

At the same time, Chen Tang, who was a neighboring country, was also blackened.

What kind of good person can a person who is invading the neighboring country take advantage of the opportunity of the national mourning of a neighbor? From beginning to end, Wu Xian was just a poor person who lost his wife and son in middle age. After one wave of recession and another wave, he had not yet come back from his grief, and was stabbed by his close relative Chen Tang in the back!

It is said that Chen Tang and Wu Xiantangdi have a deep relationship.

If you land as brothers and sisters, why bother with your own flesh and blood?

Now he is being stabbed by a back. Who has heard of this experience?

Mrs. Mi opened her mouth, but she couldn't digest the words for a long time. Her expression was filled with big words "You can even turn black and white so much." After realizing it, she realized that she was Wu Xian's woman and looked embarrassed: "After all, it's fake, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

What is fake cannot be true, what is real cannot be false.

"People's cognition is not so easy to change."

It’s like the prejudice of this world against women, which is deeply rooted in the bones, is not so easy to be corrected. Especially for the common people, once this group believes that Wu Xian is the victim, and then wants them to admit that Chen Tang is the victim, Wu Xian is the perpetrator, or the hypocritical perpetrator, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

Mrs. Mi savored these words in a complicated expression.

With her full responsibility, Wu Xian is the boss.

Only when necessary will you show up and do all the show.

His intentions were as speculated as his sister.

Mrs. Mi's expression was as usual, but her heart suddenly felt cold.

Lying in the coffin was his first wife and two legitimate sons. The former accompanied him through the most tormented years. The young couple has been around for more than twenty years now, but even the funeral afterwards has become his bargaining chip for political show. I wonder how sincere he is, how sad it is.

Mrs. Mi’s worries are even more serious.

But in special times, I can only force myself to deal with it.

In just two days, the envoy of Kang State came to attend the funeral.

When Mrs. Mi heard the news, her hands trembled.

After repeated confirmation: "Who did you say is here?"

Is this a critical moment adding fuel to the fire?

The palace man said: "The Envoy of Kang State."

The outsiders who were guarding each other in the mourning hall also looked at each other.

I mistakenly think that my ears have auditory hallucinations.

In fact, the envoy of Kang State arrived at King Gao the day before yesterday and submitted a memorial to ask for Wu Xian but failed. He was left for a day or two before he was allowed to come to pay his respects today. Mrs. Mi hurried over, and a group of foreign women were arranged to go to the side hall, and the main hall was full of court officials.

Wu Xian's face was more haggard than before.

"What are the messengers doing?"

The messenger was respectful and polite: "Mourning."

Mrs. Mi carefully looked at the appearance of the messenger.

The messenger was dressed in a simple and decent manner, with a gorgeous and elegant appearance, and was so exquisite that he was inexplicably treacherous when he nodded and smiled at Wu Xian. Together with the messenger, there was also a young scholar with a weak face and a green face.

"Don't you really mourn? Or is there another plan?" Before Wu Xian could speak, a court official stood up and sarcastically.

Messenger: "Nature is the true heart."

Wu Xian was cold and perfunctory: "Lord Chen is intent."

The relationship between the two countries was tense, but the dead were the most important, so the funeral hall was not ugly. Therefore, the court officials did not make much trouble, but just stared at the two of them and lit three incense sticks for the queen and the other two. The envoy bowed to the three coffins again, and heard someone humming underneath: "The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year..."
To be continued...