Han Ling followed behind without saying a word.

The Emperor walked from the side where the Queen was standing before. On his right was the coffin, and on his left was the kneeling Crown Princess and Jiang Wuxie.

He walked by.

After passing Xiu Yuan who was standing, Jiang Wuyou who was kneeling, Jiang Wang who was standing upright, and finally Feng Gu who was kneeling on the ground, they left the mourning hall decorated in the main hall of the Eternal Life Palace.

Just left and never looked back.

According to the etiquette, the entire funeral has not ended yet, no one has come, and Wen Yanyu still needs to host the final condolences.

But the emperor has left.

Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, and Jiang Wuxie were all speechless for the moment.

Jiang Wang remained silent, feeling the emotions of Emperor Qi for the first time.

Diving under the deep sea, there are actually raging waves.

Queen Daqi looked at the princes and princesses and said quietly: "Get up, what are you still kneeling for?"

Several princes and princesses stood up individually.

The queen seemed tired, turned around, and sat down on the first chair. Facing the coffin, she gently raised her left hand and brushed it out: "Let everyone go, I am here to accompany you."

Give up the last leg."

Her hands were moving in the air, making people feel helpless.

Although the queen said so, of course it is impossible for the princes and princesses to leave now.

The Emperor just asked who he wanted to show off by coming so early. If the Emperor stepped forward and they left on the back, they would really hit the tip of the knife.

The queen's voice had fallen silent for a while.

Cao Jiu stood up and said, "I still have some unfinished military affairs, so I will retire first."

Immediately after, Chen Fu and Xiu Yuan also stood up and left.

Except for treason and other major crimes, there are very few things that can shake their status as important imperial ministers like them who are ranked in the Military Hall and the Political Hall, and they don't need too many performances.

And being in this position is indeed full of things. Being able to come and offer incense today is a great respect for Jiang Wuqi.

The incense has been offered, and since the emperor has left, there is no need for them to stay.

With the three big shots gone, Jiang Wang naturally won't stay. Although he originally planned to participate in Jiang Wuqi's funeral today, it was not really to show off in front of Chong Xuansheng, but to give Jiang Wuqi gifts.

Friendship, my heart is to cherish heroes.

But when the emperor asked like that today, if he stayed here at this time, it would be a bit of a show. Furthermore, he did not want to continue to feel the pressure within the royal family here.

So he exchanged a look with Jiang Wuyou, then asked the Queen to resign and left.

Before the general stepped out of the palace gate, Feng Gu stood up and said: "I will see you off on behalf of Your Highness."

Jiang Wang subconsciously prepared to refuse, but then he changed his mind and said softly: "Thank you, father-in-law."

Others didn't think much about it. After all, Feng Gu had already expressed Jiang Wuqi's friendship with Jiang Wang by speaking out in front of the emperor.

It makes sense to give one as a gift.

Probably only Jiang Wang himself knew that he had very little contact with Jiang Wuqi, and their friendship was far from the point of being entrusted with his posthumous reputation.

Feng Gu probably had something to say to him...

He had been waiting for Feng Gu to speak on the way.

But probably because the people in the Changsheng Palace were talkative at this time, Feng Gu never spoke.

It wasn't until he reached the screen wall that he suddenly said: "Sir, do you believe His Highness Eleven?"

Jiang Wang thought for a while and said: "I think what kind of person he is, he has used his life to prove it. I have no reason to doubt him."

"It is indeed your Highness's regret that you were unable to make friends with the Lord earlier." Feng Gu suddenly bowed and said, "I would like to thank you on behalf of Your Highness."

Jiang Wang quickly supported him: "Father, what are you doing?"

Feng Gu took out a handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said: "His Highness has got what he wants, but what I, an old dog, want has not been realized yet."

Jiang Wang glanced at him in surprise.

What's the meaning?

But Feng Gu had already stopped: "This old slave has been sent here... I hope that the Lord will be prosperous and prosperous for thousands of miles from now on."

When there were so many people, Jiang Wang couldn't ask in detail, so he had to go around the screen wall full of doubts and leave first.

I thought I would wait until the funeral was over and find a chance to ask about the situation.

When leaving the palace gate, I happened to see Wen Yanyu calmly instructing the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette to handle all aspects of the funeral, down to the smallest details.

Not to mention anything else, these great people are really top notch in Qi nourishing skills.

Using Wen Yanyu as a court official to conduct the funeral ceremony of the eleventh prince is certainly a manifestation of standard.

But Emperor Qi left the scene early, and half of the people's hearts immediately dispersed. Important people like Cao Jie, Chen Fu, and others also offered incense and left.

It can be said that this is already a thankless task.

Even though the emperor left the scene, his work could not stop there. If a person of his level was responsible for the funeral, it must have a beginning and an end.

This is a waste of resources, and such a tedious and meticulous work has been lightly ignored. It is self-evident and boring.

But there was no dissatisfaction on Wen Yanyu's face, not even a hint of impatience. It seemed that he didn't feel at all how wasteful it was to do such a job.

Jiang Wang took the initiative to step forward this time, bid farewell to him, and then left the Changsheng Palace.

Today, Ben went out showing off in front of Chongxuan Sheng, but before Chongxuan Sheng came, he had already ended his condolences and left. Things in this world are really hard to describe.

Lord Jiang is not going out on foot this time. Xie Ping, the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion, has arranged his outfit and arranged a coachman and carriage.

But when he walked to his carriage, he saw an unexpected person——

Xiu Yuan, the commander of Zhan Yu Army.

This man was sitting in a tall carriage and waved to him: "Come in."

The carriage in Lord Jiang's house, commanded by nine soldiers, looked like a child's toy, which was really shabby.

The housekeeper Xie Ping and the new coachman hired by Jiang Mansion both stood quietly and did not dare to speak.

At that time, the long street in front of me was deserted, and the palace gate behind me was deep.

The autumn wind is very cold.

The entire bustling Linzi City paid homage to Jiang Wuqi with silence.

"You guys go back first."
Chapter completed!