"It's nonsense."

Ji Qingling said angrily.

"Haha!" Ji Qingge looked at Ji Qingling's hypocritical face and asked, "Do I have any nonsense, go and ask the people on Jingning Street, won't it be clear?"

When you participated in the recruitment meeting, didn't you still find someone to borrow silver taels?

When your uncle was still alive, you were looking for someone to borrow money to get by. Living such a life, can you also make food and clothing worry-free? ”

"I ...... I didn't! Ji Qingling stubbornly denied it, and his eyes were full of fear.

Ji Qingge, who was expected to be recognized by Ji Qingling, couldn't help but smile. She calmly unfolded the somewhat crumpled IOU that she had prepared in advance.

So that everyone here can see it clearly.

After even Emperor Jinchen and other people took a clear look. Ji Qingge raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, am I wronging you with the facts?"

You borrowed money from the prince of Du Mansion in Yancheng last year, and you actually set up an IOU in my name......"

Ji Qingge's resentful eyes stared at the handwriting on the IOU, and read:

["I owe Du Xueqiang five taels of silver today, and I will pay it off before the year.

- Ji Qingge. ”】

"Fake, absolutely...... Absolutely fake. Facing everyone's strange gazes, Ji Qingling shook his head fiercely and denied it.

"You refuse to admit it, you can."

Ji Qingge slowly took back the IOU and put it into his sleeve, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you can invite Du Gongzi, or the concubine of Du's Yan Wang." Let them tell me, who is fake and who is true? ”

The woman who had to find someone to borrow even five taels of silver was embarrassed to say that she lived a life without worrying about food and clothing.

Ji Qingling was speechless when asked by Ji Qingge, so he had to stop arguing.

After negotiation, Di Jinchen agreed to Prince You's suggestion, and Prince You paid for Ji Mo's funeral expenses and asked Ji Qingling to go home and cooperate with the Jun family to hold the funeral.

As for inviting the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to attend Ji Mochu's funeral, Prince You said that he would meet with the Holy Lord and explain in person.

Di Yuanxi stood up, took out a silver ticket, and handed it to Di Jinchen. Road:

"This is the funeral expenses promised by Prince You, a total of five thousand taels of silver."

Di Jinchen took the silver ticket, opened it and looked at it, only to see a message note mixed in the middle. After catching a glimpse of the words "Sikong Youpiao", I didn't realize that my eyes sank slightly.

"There's Aunt Lao."

As he spoke, Di Jinchen quickly put away the silver ticket and said, "Ling'er, take the silver ticket." Go to Yunjingcheng Qian Zhuang with my little aunt to get two ...... of silver"

"Husband, what about you?"

His Royal Highness King Yan is a prince and will not easily attend the minister's funeral, but he is her husband. When the father-in-law dies, where is there a son-in-law who doesn't go to the vigil?

Di Jinchen didn't pay attention to Ji Qingling anymore, but just said to Ji Qingge: "You promised Lord Guo before that you would go to your uncle's funeral, don't break your promise." ”

After that, Di Jinchen snorted coldly, took Ji Qingling, and walked out of the private room with Di Yuanxi.

Ji Qingge smiled and whispered to Di Jinxuan: "The silver ticket that the little aunt handed to His Royal Highness King Yan just now was mixed with a small note.

Although a few words were obscured by his thumb, I could still see the first two words of the inscription:

Sikong ......"

The corners of Di Jinxuan's lips curled up with a playful smile, and said: "Maybe His Royal Highness King Yan was lucky to go and received a letter written for him by the woman of the Sikong family, but I don't know. ”

In a place full of majesty like the Yamen of the Criminal Department, her imperial creditor still has the heart to joke?

"Emperor Creditor, if that's the case, I would suspect that His Royal Highness King Yan had made a mistake."

Ji Qingge glanced at Di Jinxuan in embarrassment, and after walking out of the yamen of the criminal department with him, he said, "Isn't the talented girl of Sikong Mansion your favorite?" He took it, I'll help you get it back? ”

As soon as he left the place of right and wrong in the Yamen of the Criminal Department, Ji Qingge's mood suddenly became much brighter.

The cold wind lifted the corners of her dress, and she reached out to brush the hem of her dress, and returned to the Starlight Hall with Emperor Jinxuan.

When he walked to the gate of the Star Shine Palace, Ji Qingge heard a sound of footsteps. When I turned around, I saw Gonggong Feng leading a group of little eunuchs, who were rushing here.

The people who appeared almost at the same time as Gonggong Feng, as well as Prince You and His Royal Highness King Yan.

As soon as Gonggong Feng saw Di Jinxuan, he respectfully stepped forward and bowed. said: "His Royal Highness King Xiao, our family came to the Spark Hall to convey the will of the Holy Lord. ”

This time I was ordered to come in order to invite Princess Xiao and King Yan's side concubine Ji to return to Jingning Street to hold a funeral for Ji Mochu, the deputy lieutenant of Zhaowu.

Ji Qingge was slightly stunned after hearing this, thinking that Du Wei was really generous enough, and he could lend the mansion to the Jun family for funerals.

But after she arrived at Jingning Street in a carriage, she found that Ji Mochu's coffin was parked in Ye Mansion.

In this way, the ministers who went to attend Ji Mochu's funeral praised Emperor Jinchen's Yan concubine to the fullest.

A person with a stunning face and outstanding talent is enough to be envied. But that person still has a kind heart, so it's even more praiseworthy.

After Yan Xiyun generously provided the house of the Ye Mansion to Ji Qingling's biological father to park the coffin, the ministers of the court and the central government were full of praise for her.

Her generosity is in stark contrast to Ji Qingge's stinginess and Du Wei's calculatingness.

The word stingy was buttoned on Ji Qingge's head, she was a woman, but she could be recognized.

On the contrary, it was Du Ji, and he would inevitably cry out in his heart. It was the house that was given to people to live in vain, and it was not good, and the money was lent to people in vain, and it has not been repaid so far.

But because Du Wei went to Ji Mochu on the second day of the first lunar month, he urged them to find another place to live. After learning the truth, the officials of the DPRK and China complained about him.

Ji Qingge heard the two officials talking in private.

One of the ministers sighed:

"I heard that when Deputy Lieutenant Zhaowu was alive, he had a very good relationship with General Du in private. He actually drove people to a corner, alas! ”

The other minister quickly glanced at Du Wei, lowered his voice and said:

"It's not just about scheming with Deputy Lieutenant Zhaowu, then the last time he was in the Jing'an Martial Arts Hall, didn't he still compete with Princess Xiao?"

After saying that, the minister glanced at Ji Qingge, who was kneeling in front of the coffin, and a hint of color flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding discussions reached Ji Qingge's ears.

Some people say that the Ji family has only two males in the imperial city, Ji Mochen and Ji Mochu. When General Ji died a few years ago, even the emperor personally attended his funeral, not to mention the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

But now that Ji Mo is gone, the Ji family doesn't even have a man who can help the Jun family take care of the aftermath, and it's really thanks to the filial piety of His Royal Highness King Yan......

After Ji Qingge heard these words, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. It's up to you to slander her.

But after all, the emperor of her family is a generation of heroes, and a military general who has made military exploits, how can some treacherous people say that he deliberately killed Ji Mochu, the deputy lieutenant of Zhaowu?

Emotions such as aggrieved and depressed made Ji Qingge clench his fists fiercely!

"Excuse me, please get up."

As soon as the unfamiliar and extremely magnetic male voice came, Ji Qingge and Ji Qingling knelt down to salute the guests. She buried her head so low that her eyes almost blackened when she heard someone call "General Sikong".

The feeling of kneeling in front of the coffin like this, not being able to leave for a moment, was really uncomfortable for her. I wanted to stand up and rest a little, but I heard a dull sound of "bang, bang".