Phoenix Hairpin Chapter 683: Loyalty (1)
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All the ministers knelt down for several days, and no amount of tears were shed. Now kneeling, pretending to cry a few times. The cries of the Marquis of Puyang echoed in the mourning hall, making all the ministers feel ashamed.
The Marquis of Puyang cried so hard, they couldn't be compared!
As a result, all the ministers gathered up their strength and began to cry.
For a while, the mourning hall was crying like thunder.
The fourth prince cried early, his eyes were swollen. Seeing his father-in-law crying, he almost fainted from crying, and the tears came out again.
His good father-in-law will always pick the time to file a memorial. After waiting for the first seven times, the memorial was sent to Li Jing. If it's too early, Li Jing is still wary. If it's too late, the dignity of being a courtier will be completely gone.
As expected of the Marquis of Puyang, he is ten times more capable of guessing people's hearts than fighting wars.
The Marquis of Puyang cried for a long time, recounting the past events between him and Yongjia Emperor.
Of course this was crying for Prince Li Jing.
Li Jing also burst into tears. Before Marquis Puyang almost fainted, he stretched out his arms to support Marquis Puyang and sighed: "Marquis Puyang is loyal to his father and the court, and everyone can see it. After passing away, the Marquis of Puyang take care of your health and don't be too sad."
The Marquis of Puyang burst into tears and cried and said: "His Royal Highness is so considerate to the minister, and the minister is deeply grateful. In the future, the minister will do his best to continue to be loyal to Wei."
Yes, that's a sign of loyalty.
It was almost impossible to say "I must obey His Royal Highness's orders in everything".
The fourth prince twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to cry anymore, and wiped his tears with his sleeves. Looking up.
His Royal Highness the Prince was moved and sighed: "The Marquis of Puyang is indeed a loyal and good general of the Great Wei Dynasty. I have written down this loyalty."
The Marquis of Puyang was grateful: "Thank you, His Royal Highness."
Finally a little face, no longer showing loyalty. Mainly because the time and place are not right. The corpse of Emperor Yongjia lies in the coffin, and it has not been buried yet!
As soon as the Marquis of Puyang entered the palace, he never left the mourning hall. Kneeling and crying in the daytime, and refusing to sleep at night, after a few days, her eyes were red and haggard.
Even Lu Lin had to sigh.
Even in acting, it is really admirable to be able to "enter the play" like this.
After the "Three Sevens", Puyang Hou finally couldn't hold it anymore, and when he knelt down, he fell straight down.
This fainting is by no means fake. Every day, I kneel and cry, and I can't sleep, just eat a steamed bun and drink a bowl of cold water. Even hard-hitting people can't stand it.
Li Jing immediately ordered the Marquis of Puyang to be carried down to rest, and ordered the imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse of the Marquis of Puyang, which gave Puyang Marquis enough dignity.
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That night, Li Jing returned to the East Palace for three shifts.
Li Jue, Li Xuan, and Li Cong all knew that their father would come back at this time, and they all refused to sleep. After seeing their father, they went to sleep contentedly.
Li Jing couldn't eat well and couldn't get enough sleep, his face was white with blue, Lu Mingyu looked at it and felt worried.
However, as a son, it is only natural for him to keep the spirit of his own father. Not to mention, Li Jingde was filial piety at this time. No matter how hard you work, you have to persevere.
Lu Mingyu's injury has improved quite a bit, her face is bloody, and it is much easier to move on the bed: "Quickly get on the bed and rest."
The weather was hot and dry. Li Jing didn't take a bath for several days, and he couldn't change his filial clothes. As soon as he approached, there was an unpleasant odor. Luckily, Lu Mingyu didn't dislike it at all.
Li Jing was also really tired, lying on the bed, his eyelids could barely open, and also told Lu Mingyu about the fainting of Puyang Marquis: "... Puyang Marquis only eats steamed buns and drinks cold water every day, and kneels during the day. Ling, I cried more sadly than anyone else. I refused to sleep at night, and kept kneeling in front of the coffin of my father. Today I am so tired and faint."
"I asked someone to carry him to rest. After a few hours, he woke up and refused to rest any longer. He was brought back to the mourning hall and continued to kneel."
"I advised him to rest for an hour or two every day, but he refused. He told me that he was deeply favored by the emperor. Now he can only do his last for the emperor."
"Compared with Marquis of Puyang, my crown prince seems to be perfunctory."
Lu Mingyu raised his eyebrows: "The Marquis of Puyang is today, and he really has his own strengths. It's not entirely dependent on the emperor's grandmother."
Isn't it?
Not everyone can be ruthless with this heart and make themselves like this.
The Marquis of Puyang achieved this step, revealing the loyalty of his subjects. If Li Jing waited to see him, he could no longer move the Zhao family's army at will.
After Lu Mingyu finished speaking, there was no response. When he looked closely, he saw that Li Jing had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.
Lu Mingyu felt distressed and reached out to caress Li Jing's thin face.
She slept a lot during the day, but she was still in good spirits and had no sleepiness. Just turned sideways, staring at Li Jing's profile.
Time slips by bit by bit.
When Li Jing was supposed to get up on weekdays, Li Jing still didn't wake up. Lu Mingyu was ruthless and pushed Li Jing: "Don't sleep, it's time to get up and go to the mourning hall."
Li Jing hummed in confusion, trying to open his eyes, but it was quite difficult.
Lu Mingyu was startled and reached out to probe Li Jing's forehead, her heart sank suddenly: "Your forehead is hot, it must be a fever."
The forehead under the palm is hot.
Li Jing was dizzy and weak in his speech: "Dr. Xuan, come here and give me a prescription to reduce fever~IndoMTL.com~ I will drink the medicine and then go."
That's all there is to it.
If others can rest, Li Jing must show his face.
Lu Mingyu swallowed the sigh in her throat and called Qiyun in.
Qiyun was shocked when she heard that Li Jing had a fever, and immediately announced that Zhou Yuan would come over.
The envoy of the Zhou Yuan quickly diagnosed the pulse of His Royal Highness and prescribed a prescription, and personally boiled the decoction and sent it. Li Jing didn't have anyone to wait on, so he raised his head and drank the soup and went to the mourning hall.
Lu Mingyu was restless, feeling restless all day.
Qiyun comforted her in a low voice: "It's been more than 20 days since I stopped working. I'll endure it for another 49 days. When the emperor is buried, everything will be fine."
Lu Mingyu sighed helplessly: "Li Jing's injury hasn't healed yet, so he was struggling. Now he has a fever again, and he has to continue kneeling. I'm just afraid that he's hurting his body."
Boil like this, how can you not hurt your body. No matter how you take care of it in the future, you won't be able to restore your damaged vitality.
Qiyun understands Lu Mingyu's anxiety and anxiety. I can only pick up some nice car wheel words and say it over and over again. In desperation, Lu Mingyu sent people three times a day to decoct the medicine on time.
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Fortunately, Li Jing was young and in good health, so he took the medicine while holding on. After two days, the high fever subsided.
This kind of filial piety has also won a lot of praise.
As for the Marquis of Puyang, he is a model of loyal ministers. A few days later, he fainted again due to exhaustion and sadness. Under the watchful eyes of the public, he was carried down to rest.
The courtiers were greatly touched, and they knelt down and cried with great care. Soon, the number of courtiers who were exhausted and fainted increased.
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