Chapter 155: The world is sad 5

"Plan!" Everyone looked at him in surprise.

The old man asked, "The third brother, there are people from the Deng family. If he plots him, he may fill in the lives of everyone in our village."

The third brother talked softly on his face, and said with a helpless look on his face, "Brother, I don't know the danger, but I have no choice. It's getting more and more difficult to do our business now, and the court's suppression is getting more and more profitable. If we continue, we will be wiped out one day sooner or later. Instead of doing this, we might as well bet. If this person is really a member of the Deng family, his status in the Deng family will definitely be quite high. We might as well entrust our brothers to him, and we may still have a glimmer of life!"

"But!" said the old man, "How do we know if this person is true or false?"

The third brother pondered and said, "In this way, send someone to Shangling to find out if Shangling has any major things recently, and then we are making plans!"

The old man nodded and said, "Third brother, please take a few people to go there in person, and then we will talk about it when you come back!"

Shangling, the sixth day!

According to local customs, a mourning hall will be buried three days after setting up.  On the afternoon of the sixth day, King Jing and his group arrived in Shangling in plain clothes on a boat.

The boat they were on was not the ships traveling in Sihai, but only several other large ships traveling in Sihai. So when they did not arrive at Shangling, the ship was no different from other ships. However, as soon as they entered Shangling's land, the guy on the ship hurriedly hung white silk on the bow of the ship. They had seen this kind of white silk and encountered many such ships on the way.

When the guy was hanging the white silk, King Jing and others were on the bow of the boat. When he saw Master Han felt very bad, he asked, "My little guy, what are you doing for hanging this? How bad is it!"

The young man turned his head and looked at Master Han. In his eyes, there was an old man and said politely: "Old man, you don't know anything. You are hanging white silk. In order to pay tribute to Deng Long, the head of the Deng family, we can only go to Shangling to hang it."

Master Han curled his lips and said, "Is someone dead soon? Is it necessary to make it so grand? Is he Deng Long a Bodhisattva?" Master Han actually said this to the emperor, meaning that Deng Long is just a dead person now.

The young man's face suddenly sank and shouted to the guy who was lying on the boat in front: "Puppy, stop the boat. A few guests want to get off the boat!" After greeting the front, he turned his head and said without hesitation to Taishi Han and others, "These guests, please get off the boat at the front pier!"

Master Han was slightly stunned, and then said angrily: "We are getting off the boat on the Ling, why do you ask us to get off the boat? We have given silver? Call your bow!"

The young man looked at him coldly and said, "Okay! Wait, I'll shout for you!" Then he raised his throat and shouted, "Bow of the boat. Someone called you!"

After a while, a strong man came out of the cabin. He first clasped his fists and said politely to Taishi Han and others: "I wonder what the three guests have to give?"

Master Han quickly repeated the conversation between the two of them just now. Unexpectedly, the man had no intention of apologizing after listening to it. Instead, he patted the guy on the shoulder and said, "Good job!"

Then he turned his head and said to Taishi Han on the side: "Three guests. Sorry, I will refund your shipment to you twice as much. Please get off the ship in front. This ship will not carry you now!"

The argument between the clerk and Taishi Han just now has attracted a lot of onlookers, many of whom are Shangling or some people related to the Chamber of Commerce. This time, he rushed back to Shangling to attend the funeral of the head of the Deng family. When he heard that Taishi Han had no intention of respect just now, many people were immediately angry. Seeing the boatman saying this, he even applauded, and some even began to threaten Taishi Han and others.

Master Han felt that his face was thrown away, so he was so embarrassed that he shouted: "You dare to ask me to get off the boat, do you know who I am? I am..."

"Enough!" King Jing shouted without saying a word, "It's not embarrassing enough!"

The words behind Mr. Han were immediately blocked by King Jing, and then he glared at the people fiercely.

After stopping Grand Master Han, King Jing said politely to the Chuanjia: "Brother, please be with me. Please forgive me if you have any offenses. Also, you see, it's not far from Shangling now, and it's going to be dark, so let's take us for a while, okay?"

The boatman looked at King Jing carefully, and then said, "This brother is still talking like a human being. For your sake, I won't drive you off the boat, but you must not say anything that insults the head of the Deng family, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" Then he glared at Master Han fiercely, ignored him, turned his head and walked towards the cabin.

At this time, Master Han could only express his anger in his heart. What do you think of human words? Isn’t it said that his own words are not human words? But when he saw the passengers around him staring at him, he could only hold this in his heart. He did not bring too many guards when he went out this time, and these were guards from the palace. If they caused public outrage, these guards might be able to help.

Finally, King Jing and others arrived at Shangling when the sky was almost dark. The closer they got to Shangling City, the more King Jing's heart sank. At first, he felt a little lucky, but after arriving Shangling City, this lucky chance was gone.

The first thing that came into their sight was the tall white marble statue. It was originally seen at night, but the candlelight around the statue made the statue also wear a shiny coat at night.

Then there were dense water lamps on Jinghu Lake. According to Shangling folk legend, if a person died in the water, he could use the water lamp to guide his soul back. And at this time, there were even dense crowds of people in the ground, and more and more water lamps were placed in the water.

King Jing couldn't help but show sadness on his face. What does this mean? As an emperor, everyone knows what this means, that is, the hearts of the people. Only those who are determined by the people can achieve such a kind of experience.

However, Taishi Han and Xie Ren were a little surprised. They had already experienced Deng Long's prestige among the people on the boat just now. When they arrived at Shangling, they realized that this person's prestige had surprised the two of them.

Something that surprised them was still to come.

King Jing and others walked slowly into the city along the road, along the way. Many people were lit incense and candles at their doors, and many people even knelt in front of the incense and candles, folding their hands together and murmured. At the door of every household, white silk was hung.

The more you walk into the city, the more common this situation is. Now the entire Shangling is illuminated by candlelight, but there is infinite sadness in these candlelights.

Along the way, King Jing sighed more and more, his heart became heavier and he finally pointed to the kneeling people and said, "Tishi Han, look, this is the influence of Deng Long who let him enter the palace in Shangling? If you, Taishi Han, don't talk about all the people in the capital, even if 50% of the people in Shangling are doing this to you, I will also bury you in the imperial tomb!"

Taishi Han's face darkened. King Jing was definitely not a compliment, but more of a satirical mockery. As a person who has been in the officialdom for the rest of his life, how could he not hear the antonym of this? But King Jing was the emperor, Taishi Han was brave enough to object now, so he quickly pretended to be sincere and said, "What the emperor taught me is that I will do my best in the future. Benefit the people!" A cold light flashed by in the corner of his eyes.

King Jing snorted coldly, ignored him and continued to walk along the road towards the city.

Because there were too many people coming to Shangling to worship, the entire Shangling inn was almost full. King Jing and others searched Shangling for a long time, and finally found a place to rest at a large price at a commoner's house opposite the Deng family compound.

But Shangling did not give them much rest time. The next day, it was just dawn. On the street opposite, there were loud crying sounds.

King Jing was startled by the crying, quickly pushed open the window of the room, and was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him!

From the entrance of Deng's house to the street in the distance, countless people from Shangling were crowded on both sides, and the huge cry was made by these people.

In the middle of the road, a group of monks walking in front were a group of monks, reciting scriptures while walking. Then a group of Taoists. A funeral team composed of hundreds of people holding soul-summing sails. Behind were Feixue and Jing'er walking in front with the help of maids, followed by some other children of the Deng family. Behind were a huge coffin carried by 16 people, and behind the coffin were hundreds of people holding soul-summing sails and other objects. After these people, the Shangling people slowly followed.

There was no idea when the dense drizzle fell in the sky, wetting everyone's clothes.

The funeral procession was escorted by countless people to the selected cemetery. After the reconstruction, the old man said that he would stand the highest, so that he could see the land he is currently at a clearer level! The craftsmen built a cemetery on the top of the cemetery.

The road up the mountain is relatively narrow, and only the funeral team can go up, while the Shangling people who followed him can only stare at the top under the hillside.

The moment the coffin was put down, Feixue and Jing'er finally couldn't help it anymore and fainted. The people who were upstairs cried in unison at this moment.

On a hill near the cemetery, there was a woman in white sitting, with a piano in front of her. When the coffin was lifted to the tomb, a song flowed out from under her fingertips, and it was the song "Battle of Liang".

After the song, she lay on the piano and started crying softly. When she raised her head again, her bright eyes turned red because of tears. In front of her, two butterflies seemed to appear, flying up and down!

Not far from him, a group of people holding strange weapons in one hand knelt on the ground on one knee, lowering their heads deeply towards the coffin in the distance!
Chapter completed!