Chapter 573: Enrong is complete, and there are many hanging guests

Since the three major halls were burned down by lightning, the ban on fire inside and outside the palace city is much stricter than before, and the Ministry of Industry is working hard to find a way to prevent fire from the ancient books, so even the Qianqing Palace where the emperor lives, the people in the eunuch palace inside and outside the palace are also cautious in holding lamps and burning incense, and do not dare to be sloppy in the slightest. And everywhere is prepared with a water wheel driven by a machine spring, just to be able to extinguish the fire as soon as possible when struck by lightning.

In the evening, the palace maid who held the lamp carefully lit the four candlesticks in the Dongnuan Pavilion as usual, and then tiptoed back. The eunuchs standing around them all did not squint, and no one dared to glance at the person who was kneeling down. Although that person had been kneeling for half an hour, as long as the emperor had not yet fallen, he would still be a powerful eunuch. It's just that it's really torture to maintain that posture of bowing his head and bowing his head, Liu Yongcheng, who is a lot old but has a good body, is already sweating profusely, and his hands supporting the ground can't help but tremble.

Smack-

After a loud slap, his nerves, which were almost numb, finally trembled, and his heart immediately lifted. Finally, a cold voice came from above: "You were away with my northern expedition, and you actually sent a letter to the crown prince and the king of Zhao, reminding them not to be slow to drive, are you too lenient as a eunuch?" You are the eunuch in charge of the imperial horse guards and pro-army, not the slave of the two of them! ”

"Back to the emperor, the old slave is guilty! The old slave was just worried...... Don't dare to have any other intentions. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you have been with me for many years, the last time you saved the imperial grandson on the battlefield...... Hum! Zhu Di slapped the armrest angrily, remembering the letter that Lu Feng sent to him, and his tone was even more ruthless, "If it weren't for Lu Feng's Jinyi guard to detect the Mongolian spy this time, and the person who intercepted you was not in line with the person who intercepted you, would you admit it?" I didn't write anything else in your two letters, they were all words of persuasion and reminder, and I will spare you this time. Go back and introspect, the number of missing members of the guard army this time will go to the Treasury Division to make up for it, this is the most important forbidden army, and no one can be missing! ”

Hearing this, Liu Yongcheng knew that he had finally survived this hurdle, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, but his face still maintained that sincere fear but grateful look. After kowtowing repeatedly, seeing that Zhu Di had nothing else to say, he respectfully retired. When he arrived outside the Qianqing Palace, he raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, he actually accepted Lu Feng's favor this time, and he still had an unbelievable feeling. As soon as the henchmen sent back said that it was rumored that Jinyiwei had intercepted the letter, he immediately understood that Lu Feng would not let go of this great opportunity, and he was not fortunate this time. However, when he saw the letter in front of the emperor just now, he was stupid when he planned to break the net. That handwriting is the same as his, but it is very different from the content of the letter he first had, and there is one more letter to King Zhao, which is simply hell.

"Father-in-law Liu."

Hearing this voice, Liu Yongcheng immediately came back to his senses, and saw that Lu Feng, who was dressed in a big red robe, was walking up the steps with a smile, and he immediately put on a smiling face. has been immersed in the palace for so many years, and at this moment he already understands that the other party is probably the same as himself with the idea of taking refuge in the East Palace, and he has taken great pains to intercept the letter, and he is afraid that he is also trying to grasp his own handle, so he does not have much gratitude in his heart. After a few perfunctory greetings, he said bluntly: "Thank you Father-in-law Lu for ignoring the past suspicions this time." ”

"The emperor has dealt with so many people in a thunderous rage this time, if even Gonggong Liu is also implicated, wouldn't it be even more troublesome?" Lu Feng nodded with a smile, and then arched his hand again, "Our family wants to go in and report to the emperor, and we will have a good chat with your father-in-law when we are free in the future, so that we can clear up the previous misunderstanding." ”

Leaving these words, he took Cheng Jiuyang away. When he was waiting for the announcement in front of the Dongnuan Pavilion, he ranked things one by one in his heart, and then remembered the situation of the first large-scale rectification of the East Factory and the celebrant supervisor. He had a shallow foundation and used people from the same background as himself, which may have been wrong when I think about it now. But all those who are born in hardship inevitably want to climb up, and the top seats in this palace are all sitting, and maybe the people he personally pulled up want to step on him. He glanced at Cheng Jiu while thinking about it, and when he saw him standing with low eyebrows, he couldn't help but smile.

This kid may not be clean, but he can't find a replacement for a while, so it's good to use it for the time being. Having said that, Yuan Fang's guy is really capable, and the ideas he came up with are also working. Although Liu Yongcheng's original letter cannot be found, but now he has created two vivid fake letters, which has confused the public, even if the true letter is put out again, the emperor may not believe it. After all, the reputation of those two princes has long been ruined. Now it seems that changing the commander of the Jinyi Guard may not be able to do better, he was too aggressive before, and he will still be in charge in the future.

After a while, a little eunuch came out of it, and said that the emperor had announced it, and Lu Feng hurriedly tidied up his clothes and followed in. Passing through the first room to the inside, it is Zhu Di's daily study room. At the back, against the wall, there is a large bookshelf eight or nine feet high, which is full of books of all colors, and on the wall is a banner that reads "Respect Heaven and Earth". When bowing in front of the Huanghuali case in the center, he quickly glanced at Zhu Di behind him, and saw that he was sitting with his eyes closed and the palace maid kneading his shoulders.

Sure enough, he reported in detail to the prisoners in Jinyiwei's prison, but Zhu Di didn't ask at all, just blindly hummed and passed it. So, after saying this, he only hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "When the minister just entered the palace, he heard a news that Uncle Yangwu Mansion reported the funeral to the Ministry of Rites, and Mrs. Uncle Yangwu died. ”

"Mrs. Yangwu...... Is it Zhang Fu's aunt and Zhang Yue's grandmother? ”

Zhu Di was originally relaxing and enjoying the palace maid's service, but when he reacted, he suddenly opened his eyes. He remembered that Zhang Yu's wife died early, and Zhang Fu lived by his aunt Gu's side for many years when he was a child, and later asked for a seal for her many times in front of him because of this. According to the etiquette system, both Zhang Fu and Zhang Yue should be in service for a year, at this time, can his previous plan be postponed? Thinking about it, he couldn't help but frown.

Lu Feng waited for a long time without waiting for the emperor to speak, so he reminded loudly: "Your Majesty, now that Yang Wubo is out of town, Zhang Yue's father is still in Nanjing, the latter is just worried, and the former is absolutely inseparable." The lady has the grace of raising in the UK, and now that she has died, the gift of Taichang Temple is taken from the upper cut, and in order to settle the heart of the family, I am afraid that the emperor will have to set it as soon as possible. In addition, I heard that Mrs. Yang Wu has already set up a marriage with the Hou family of Wu'an to marry the eldest grandson of the long house, and there will be a testament in about a few days, I am afraid that the marriage will be completed during the mourning period. ”

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Zhu Di said in a deep voice: "Zhangjiamen is outstanding, and she has made great contributions. If she really has a legacy, I will naturally allow this auspicious marriage. As for the gifts, they were given as usual, two hundred stones of rice and two hundred horses of linen. In addition, fifteen altars were given, and ninety vessels were given at the time of burial, which were indispensable. ”

Although Lu Feng expected that the emperor would be gracious, he didn't expect that this gift was actually the marquis who posthumously presented to the prince before the survey. He didn't care about Zhang Zhen's marriage, and was thinking about whether he should find a way to pay tribute when he heard another sentence from the emperor.

"In addition to the official hanging sacrifice sent by Taichang Temple, you will go to the Zhangjia hanging sacrifice again in three days, and tell Zhang Yue that I will give him a month off so that he can take care of his grandmother's funeral."

Since the Hongwu period made a decree, except for his own parents, he is not allowed to run for funerals, and it depends on the mood of the officials to give leave, so Lu Feng, who was already surprised, was suddenly even more startled, and couldn't help but raise his head and take a sneak peek at the Son of Heaven. Seeing that Zhu Di had no intention of taking it back, he felt a pang in his heart, hurriedly and respectfully agreed, and then tiptoed out.

When he got outside, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, thinking that Zhang Yu and Zhang Fu's father and son were deeply respected, and now the emperor loves the house and Wu, and even a person who died of old age is so gracious, and he doesn't know how many people to envy and die. However, the last time Zhang Yue was assassinated in Jimingyi, he managed to fool the past in front of the emperor, and told the truth in front of the East Palace, what should he do to Zhang Yue?

Although it was expected that on this day, everything in the Zhang family had already been prepared, but when the bad news really came, the whole family was still out of shape. Feng Shi had a cold cough a few days ago, and she was even more stunned when her mother-in-law fell; Dongfang ate fasting and recited Buddha in the house for a year, and people lost a lot of weight, and at this time they were still a little confused; The Sun family is in Nanjing, Du Juan is still pregnant, and other granddaughters-in-law have never experienced this kind of thing. Therefore, Mrs. Wang, who endured her grief, simply stayed, and began to assign errands with Lingxi, who was crying and swollen eyes, and sent people to the Ministry of Rites to report the funeral.

For three days in a row, from the small burial to the finished clothes, it was finally properly settled, and the younger generations of the family also changed into plain crown clothes, but the crying was heard in the Zhang family's mansion. is the people inside and out, thinking of the old lady who is both graceful and powerful, she often wipes tears during her conversation, and Bai Fang and other girls who serve by Gu's side even cry and faint several times.

And Zhang Yue is no better. There was an endless stream of guests who came to pay tribute, and the eldest uncle Zhang Xin in the spiritual shed was tired of coping, he and Zhang Zhen naturally stayed up with him for three whole days, and every time he looked at the spiritual position, he only felt a feeling of emptiness in his heart. He had no relatives in his previous life, so he couldn't talk about the pain of losing his loved ones; And since he came here, although he has experienced the marriage of his cousin and his aunt, Mrs. Deng, but after all, he is only a half-baked relative, how can it compare to the death of his grandmother?

After three days of strong fighting, Zhang Xin couldn't support it anymore. After all, he had been in that damp and unfamiliar place in the south for five years, and now that he had only been back for a few months, his mother had passed away suddenly, and he was naturally very uncomfortable. Since he went to the Ministry of Rites to report the funeral, there have been many hangers at home, but there are many martial arts and few scholars, but there are almost no officials he made friends with back then-those people who have either broken off contact with the Zhang family in his long-term derogatory words, or they have been released from other positions, not to mention that because of the previous events, most of the civil officials are panicked and uneasy, and they will not go to the homes of irrelevant people to mourn. Therefore, he also felt even more chagrin.

"Sacrifice to Master Yang!"

"Sacrifice to Master Du!"

Among the many princes and uncles who came to worship, there were suddenly two ministers who came to worship, and there was a whisper among the hangers in the mourning shed. Du Zhen entered the Wenyuan Pavilion again, undoubtedly representing the emperor's favor, that is the in-law of the Zhang family, it is not too unexpected to come to pay tribute, but how could Yang Rong come? Zhang Xin, who was thanking the guests, gritted his teeth and was about to go out to greet him, but he stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground. Zhang Yue next to him saw the opportunity quickly and hurriedly helped him.

"Uncle, I'd better go and greet you. You also take care of your health, and if your grandmother were still around, she wouldn't want to see you burn out. ”

Zhang Yue moved his numb legs, but his steps were already a little unfavorable. When he came down the steps, he only felt as if the soles of his feet were stepping on clouds, and he didn't focus at all, and it took a few steps to get better. When he got outside, he saw Yang Rong and Du Zhen coming together, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet and salute, and then saw Gu Bin in a linen suit behind the two of them. Knowing that Gu Bin needed to serve the Gu family for three months, he nodded to him, and his own butler led people in first.

"Huanzhang went to Tongzhou on business before, and he only came back today, but he didn't expect to get this bad news."

Because Gu Bin was from the Gu family, Yang Rongsi decided to come to pay tribute after thinking about it, but he happened to meet Du Zhen at the mouth of the alley, so he simply entered the door with him. Dressed in green silk clothes, he simply said a few words of condolences and other comforts, and Du Zhen couldn't help but sigh when he saw Zhang Yue's eyes red and haggard. In the four years that he was in Kaifeng with Zhang Yue, although he hadn't seen Gu much, from those gifts and various arrangements for the New Year's holidays, he could see that this old lady loved her grandson.

"The Siren is gone, as long as you can remember your grandmother all the time, she will be happy in heaven."

Yang Rong and Du Zhen Zhiwen Yuange, this trip was just to take the time to hang the sacrifice, naturally they couldn't stay for too long, and left in a hurry after worshipping. And Zhang Yue knew that Gu Bin was just a trial of imperial history walking in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he didn't want to delay the other party's affairs because of this, so he quickly sent people away. After that, there were still endless hangers, and there were even a few of his pendiculars in the middle. When it was noon, Yao Baoshan, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, who had been ordered to come to give a memorial offering, also arrived.

Open the middle door to welcome, and after a greeting ceremony, the gift of the book was issued. Two hundred stone rice and two hundred horses of linen cloth are a lot of funeral expenses for ordinary officials, but the important thing for the Zhang family is not money, but the emperor's weight and trust. After Yao Baoshan left, Zhang Fu, who had not left this house in the middle of the three days, lost his voice in pain again in the spirit shed, and finally Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, who happened to be in Beijing, came to pay tribute, Zhang Yue was full of spirit to persuade him to accompany the guests in the study, which persuaded people to leave.

The whole day was full of hanging customers, and in the evening, Lu Feng came to the door again. Although he had a great reputation as the governor of Dongchang, it was notorious, so he also carefully chose a time that would not cause too much trouble. After respectfully worshipping in front of the spirit, he took Zhang Yue to the study, and then came to the emperor's instructions one by one, and finally said something enviously.

"But whenever there is a funeral, at most it is a three-day leave for the first funeral, and the emperor is an extra grace this time. By the way, I haven't found out about your assassination at Jimingyi, so you have to wait patiently. ”

Zhang Yue couldn't help frowning when he heard this, but at this moment, Lian Sheng's familiar voice came from outside: "Young master, the East Palace sent someone to pay tribute, and the eldest master asked you to go out quickly to greet you!" ”