Chapter 30: The King of Qin Dies! Return to the Ancestral Temple! As the bell rang nine times! The whole city is under martial law. In addition, many messengers rushed from Xianyang City to the various camps. The king passed away! It was a time of regime change and turmoil. This moment. Naturally, we need to strengthen the defense of our borders and guard against invasions from other countries. at the same time! As word spreads. The entire city of Xianyang was filled with cries and wailing. Yingji was king for many years and treated the people with kindness.
The old Qin people were crying for the death of their king at this moment. Zhangtai Palace. Looking at the crying and sadness in the palace. There are those who are truly sad, and there are those who are insincere. At this moment above the void. Qin Ying watched silently. However, he showed no expression. Qin Ying has seen this kind of separation of life and death too many times. Apart from the immortal cultivators and fairies on the land of China, Qin Ying was the longest lived person. He could remember vividly the deaths of his descendants in front of him. At the very beginning. Qin Ying was still a little sad, but then he mastered the art of nourishing his soul with luck, and the so-called sadness was no longer there. Especially one day in the future. His descendants and kings can all be resurrected, and can even directly protect the Qin Dynasty with their destiny. After Qin Shi Huang, every descendant king represented the fortune of an era of the Great Qin. This fortune will be enormous when it increases in the future. And this is also part of Qin Ying's plan to gather luck. "Ji'er." "Fifty-six years." "I have seen all your contributions. You can have a good rest from now on." Qin Ying murmured.
This time! There was crying and wailing in the hall. Ying Bing, the chief of the clan, walked in slowly, holding a box in his hand. "Zongzheng is here to welcome the remains of the King of Qin into the ancestral temple." Ying Bing said loudly. As he walked slowly forward. Walked in front of Yingji. Opened the box. Inside is a black bead. This is the fortune-fixing soul bead refined by Qin Ying himself. This bead can stabilize the soul and prevent the soul from being sucked into the underworld by the invisible laws of the underworld. Ying Bing took out the bead and put it in Ying Ji's mouth. This soul-fixing bead can not only stabilize the soul, but also prevent the corpse from decaying. "Ancestral temple?" Hearing the name of the ancestral temple, Zhao Zheng looked at it in surprise. When the King of Qin died, shouldn’t he be buried in the royal mausoleum? What is this ancestral temple for? Zhao Zheng had been in Zhao State since he was a child. He had not received any royal education like the royal princes in Xianyang, and he was even less aware of the specific responsibilities of the ancestral temple. So he didn't know. After the death of the King of Qin. Everything will be left to the ancestral temple for burial. All burial specifications are also subject to the ancestral temple. As for the locations of the tombs of the Qin kings of all dynasties, there is no distinction. Instead, they are buried in Mount Li, where the legendary founding ancestor of the Qin Dynasty is located. There, all the Qin kings of all dynasties are buried. "Welcome the coffin." After placing the soul-fixing bead, Ying Bing shouted loudly. echoed. I saw several members of the ancestral temple carrying a coffin into the main hall of Zhangtai Palace. then. They bowed in front of Yingji's body, and the four of them worked together to open the coffin and put Yingji's body into it. Then. The coffin is closed.
And Ying Bing turned around. Looking at Ying Zhu and the court officials in the hall. "King Yingji of Qin has passed away." "According to ancestral rules, they should be welcomed into the ancestral temple for worship." "Three days later, the coffin will be returned to Mount Li for burial." "Where is An Guojun Ying Zhu?" Ying Bing asked loudly. "exist." Ying Zhu responded immediately. "The King of Qin has passed away." "The position of crown prince has been decided." "Please ask Lord An Guojun to take over the military and political affairs of the Qin Dynasty. After the mourning period, he will succeed to the throne of Qin." Ying Bing said loudly. "I will obey the order of the ancestral temple." Ying Zhu replied loudly. Now Ying Zhu is already 52 years old and has become mature. He is not too happy about his father's coffin, and he can hardly hide his sadness. "Return to the ancestral temple." Ying Bing gave an order. The disciples of the ancestral temple clan carried the coffin towards the ancestral temple. And inside the main hall. Ying Zhu stood up slowly and looked at these important officials in the court: "Go and make the arrangements." "The king has passed away." "The whole country is in mourning." "Announce this to the entire Qin Empire." "From today on, I will observe mourning for one year." "I will succeed to the throne in a year." Ying Zhu said sadly. "I will obey your command." The ministers bowed and then withdrew. But Zhao Zheng still knelt in front of the bed. Ying Zhu walked forward slowly, helped Zhao Zheng up kindly, and said softly, "Zheng'er, you are tired after a long journey, go down and rest first." "Tomorrow I will go to the ancestral temple with my grandfather to pay homage to our ancestors and your great-grandfather."
Zhao Zheng bowed: "Yes." "Zichu." Ying Zhu looked at Ying Zichu. "Your son is here." Ying Zichu responded immediately. "Take Zheng'er and his mother back home." Ying Zhu said. "Yes, father." Ying Zichu nodded. Then he walked in front of Zhao Zheng and looked at Zhao Ji. There was also a look of guilt in his eyes. "Go back home." Ying Zichu whispered. Subsequently. Ying Zichu held Zhao Ji's hand in one hand and Zhao Zheng's hand in the other and walked out of the palace. After everyone has left. Only Ying Zhu and Hua Yang were left in the hall. "Today's business." "I am disappointed." Ying Zhu looked at Hua Yang, disappointment evident in his voice. "Husband." "Everything that happened today was all done by Mi Chen on his own. I really had no idea." Huayang quickly explained. "Father likes Zheng'er very much, and I like him too." "Since Zichu is your adopted son, he will certainly practice filial piety in the future, and the same goes for Zheng'er." "I hope you won't target Zheng'er again in the future." Ying Zhu said with a warning tone. Hear the words. Hua Yang immediately replied: "My husband's words, I will remember them." "Okay, you can go down and rest first." Ying Zhu waved his hand tiredly. "I'll take my leave." Huayang nodded respectfully and slowly retreated. Inside Zhangtai Palace.
Only Ying Zhu was left. He leaned back on the royal couch without any image. Looking at the place where Yingji was lying, his face was full of sadness and confusion. "Father." "After you leave, can I really shoulder the heavy responsibility of Daqin?" "Compared to your ability, I am not as good as you." Ying Zhu murmured to himself, as if Ying Ji was still by his side. At this moment, Ying Zhu was not the crown prince who was about to ascend the throne, but a son who had lost his father. The main hall of the ancestral temple! The coffin was placed in front of the ancestral tablets of all generations. Before the coffin is transported to Mount Li, it will be placed in the ancestral temple for three days. After the soul returns to the spiritual place. There are three more days of worship, and after the funeral, the body will be sent to Mount Li for burial. "Let's prepare for tomorrow's funeral." Ying Bing said to several clan disciples. "promise." Several clan disciples bowed and slowly left the ancestral temple hall. And Ying Bing waved his hand. A burst of true energy was released. The main hall of the ancestral temple was instantly closed. …… PS: Please read my book, recommend me, and give me your monthly vote! Thanks to my brother [Mu Wutian] for the 500 points of Qidian coins reward. Thank you. (End of this chapter)