In the side hall.
In such a large side hall, only a few oil lamps were lit.
In the darkness, the king of Tang sat alone on the steps, shaking a step in his hand, drooping his head and dazed.
Tang Hao moved slowly and walked forward.
Now it seems that the master of Datang looks decadent at the moment.
Hearing the subtle footsteps, the king of Tang raised his head slowly.
What came into Tang Hao''s eyes was a bitter face, and his red eyes were full of sadness.
It seems that in these two days, this once dignified emperor has aged a lot in an instant.
Tang Hao lowered his head and whispered.
"Your Majesty, I''m sorry."
The king of Tang still sat there, staring at Tang Hao, hoping for love and many complex things.
The hoarse and low voice came through the dry throat.
"Your life experience..."
Halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.
A pair of red tiger eyes looked over again.
Tang Hao felt inexplicably sour and said in a deep voice.
"At present, there is no hard evidence. I dare not climb up."
Think again and again, Tang Hao said slowly.
"The surname Tang echoes the Tang Dynasty. It''s also very good."
Hearing this answer, the king of Tang was quite surprised, frowned slightly and said.
"Why?"
Tang Hao replied.
"If you are really a minister, you are the people of the Tang Dynasty, whether you recognize your ancestors or not."
Speaking of this, Tang Hao paused for a moment and then said.
"I don''t know what happened that year, but since my biological mother let me follow my surname, she must have her difficulties."
The king of Tang was silent. A moment later, he raised his eyes slightly, and a touch of relief appeared in his swollen red eyes.
"It''s really rare that you have this bearing."
"I respect your choice."
There was a long silence.
The king of Tang looked complicated and murmured.
"Changle, she..."
A light sigh came, and the king of Tang did not go on.
Words with a little helplessness and frustration.
"If you want to stay for a while, I can change your engagement and make your reputation."
Hearing the speech, Tang Hao felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
"The Tang Dynasty is not even stable in the north. I dare not let your majesty bother with family affairs."
I heard the word "North".
The king of Tang raised his eyebrows, stood up slowly and said hoarsely.
"North, North..."
Words are full of pain and sadness.
"Guanyin maidservant likes the grassland. I finally failed to achieve her simplest long cherished wish."
The king of Tang Dynasty moaned sadly, turned back, staggered and walked up the steps.
In a trance, King Tang tripped on the steps, lost his center of gravity and leaned back.
Tang Hao reacted quickly and helped the fallen figure.
Solid support came from his back. The king of Tang stabilized his body, patted Tang Hao''s hand holding his arm and said.
"North, it''s up to you."
Tang Hao nodded heavily.
Not only for what reason, Tang Hao saw a thick and ardent hope from the king''s eyes.
Just like an elder relative, the trust between younger generations.
With a few words of comfort to the king of Tang, Tang Hao slowly walked into the Lizheng hall and knelt down again in his own position.
Tang Hao, with mixed feelings, spent the next days in the legislative palace.
Every day during the wake, someone fainted and was carried out silently by Jin Wuwei.
It''s a common thing that some people died in the funeral of emperors, queens and empress dowagers in the past dynasties.
For this cold winter, there may be more.
A month''s time, fast and fast, passed imperceptibly.
The day of the funeral came slowly.
In terms of etiquette, everything has already been settled.
All princes, ministers, civil and military officials, as well as the life women of each family, the sequence of funeral has been recorded.
When Tang Hao came to the legislative palace again, there was a sea of people and darkness.
The solemn and silent crowd stood quietly in front of the hall, and the whole scene was particularly low and gloomy.
Close to the door of the temple were all princes and dignitaries. Although they knew each other very well, they had no words at the scene. They nodded slightly to each other and said hello.
In the oppressive and heavy atmosphere, Tang Hao walked to Chen Chumo, looked at each other, and hung his head in silence outside the hall.
Just waiting for the Zi palace to move out and have a funeral.
Father Rong walked out of the hall slowly and stood in front of Tang Hao.
It is reasonable to say that at this moment, the red man around the king of Tang should be around the king of Tang.
At this time, it appeared outside the hall.
It''s really puzzling.
It''s not just Tang Hao. Many ministers also glanced slightly and looked puzzled.
Before Tang Hao could speak, father-in-law Rong whispered.
"Dingbei Marquis, your majesty asked the old slave to tell you that you will stand with the legitimate sons of several prefectures later."
Tang Hao didn''t know much about these Royal rituals and didn''t know the meaning of this order.
However, the crowd around turned pale.
The position of the eldest son of the prince''s residence is incomparably noble, second only to the prince and the prince, and higher than the Duke.
All the princes of the Tang Dynasty have royal blood!
"Follow me!"
With a soft voice, father-in-law Rong led Tang Hao to the hall.
In front of the princes, Tang Hao went straight to the ranks of the legitimate sons of the princes with Grandpa Rong.
In the surprised eyes of the princes, the official of the Ministry of rites took a filial dress and put it on Tang Hao.
The Queen''s funeral day, as a minister, should be passed on.
Wear filial piety clothes!
Only those who have a kinship with the eldest grandson queen are qualified to wear it!
Although they were puzzled, they also spoke. After all, it was arranged by the king of Tang himself.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to understand.
This Tang Hao has a inextricable connection with the Tang royal family.