Chapter Seventy-Two: The Funeral
On the sixteenth day of the lunar month, the sky is full of snow, and the weather is very cold.
In the Zhongjin Mansion, the sound of drums and bamboo cannons burst. For a while, whimpering voices rang out in the house. Today is an auspicious day for the funeral of Zhongjin Guogong.
Moreover, Emperor Tianwei's holy decree was issued, and after Concubine Mei saw off Zhongjin Guogong, she got up and returned to the palace.
After the hundreds of officials in the court got off the court, they all came to the Zhongjin Guogong Mansion one after another, in order to send the Zhongjin Guogong on the last journey.
The Qing King was in charge of the forbidden army, and at this time, he was responsible for escorting Concubine Mei. However, because of the holy order of Emperor Tianwei first, let the four princes support the spirit of the Duke of Zhongjin. Therefore, the king of Qing selected a capable cadre to welcome Concubine Mei back to the palace for him.
It's getting colder. The wind and snow seem to be getting bigger and bigger.
King Rui wore a heavy robe, held his hands, and came to the side of King Youqing, who was busy in a mess.
"Fourth brother, why do you think this father gave such a great favor to the Duke of Zhongjinguo? I have to ask the four of us brothers to help him with his spirit. This icy and snowy man sent him out of the city on foot, and he was going to freeze to death. King Rui's words were hard to hide his dissatisfaction.
Also, King Rui is used to enjoying blessings, how can he stand such a wind and snow. At this time, if you stay in the gentle country of a woman, it must be the happiest thing in the world.
King Qing looked at King Rui and chuckled: "The third brother doesn't know, Zhongjin Guogong and his father are not only close friends, but his talent is not comparable to ordinary people." It is also reasonable for the emperor to value him, as the saying goes, the deceased is a great ......"
King Qing said casually.
But seeing King Rui pouting, he said: "He is just good at poetry, calligraphy, chess and painting, and he really has no other skills." However, I have heard that the landscape painting he gave to his father when he was dying must have taken a lot of pain......"
It seems that King Rui still doesn't know much.
"Zhongjin Guogong deserves this special appearance. In this life, his father and the emperor intersected with him, and there was no mistake. In the words of the king of Qing, he couldn't hide his appreciation for his late loyalty to the Duke of Jinguo.
"Hey, fourth brother, have you heard of it, saying that on the night of the death of the prince of Zhongjin, my father went to sit in a teahouse, and there was a Taoist priest who saw his father and said that his father's condition, if you want to be well, you must use the blood of the real dragon as a medicine to guide you......" King Rui approached the king of Qing and said that it was mysterious.
King Qing's brows furrowed slightly.
However, his expression soon returned to normal.
"I've heard of it, but I think it's not enough to be believed, and there must be no basis for it, as if there is no such precedent in the history books and pharmacopoeia. So, third brother, I advise you not to have any other thoughts. King Qing reminded.
King Rui sighed, as if there was something in his words.
In his opinion, he and Duanwang have always been mortal enemies. The one he guards against will be the king of Duan. The king of Qing has always had no quarrel with the world, and he is willing to share with him if there is any interesting place to go. Over the years, he has sincerely taken King Qing as his brother.
Not far away, Su Zimo came wrapped in a heavy cloak. Seeing King Qing and King Rui, he was busy giving gifts.
Because he has not yet been crowned king, he is a little shorter than King Rui and King Qing in terms of status.
"This ice and snow are bothering the two royal brothers to help their uncle's soul." Su Zimo was extremely polite.
Come to think of it, among the four princes who support the spirit, only Su Zimo is sincerely sad for the Duke of Zhongjin.
"Zhongjin Guogong has worked hard and contributed to the Celestial Empire, this is what we should do." King Qing is still polite, and his face is particularly approachable.
King Rui's eyes rolled, and he was scheming.
He affectionately pulled Su Zimo and said, "Fifth brother, my father has been seriously ill, do you know about this?" ”
Su Zimo nodded, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in King Rui's gourd.
"I heard someone say that if my father's body wants to be good, he must use the blood of his own son to make medicine, so that he can make a good ...... of difficulties" King Rui lowered his voice, and sure enough, after his words fell, Su Zimo's face became solemn. The fifth brother has always been filial, and he has the most sacred heart, according to Brother Wang......"
"Is there such a thing? Can using blood as medicine really cure my father's illness? ”
King Rui nodded heavily.
"It's just a rumor, it's not enough to believe it, it's better not to believe it in the fifth brother." At this point, King Rui put on a posture of wanting to refuse and welcome again. is clearly digging a pit for Su Zimo.
How clever he must be? In fact, in the eyes of King Qing, he was just a stupid pig.
"Fifth brother, the second brother is here, the auspicious time has arrived, let's go out for the funeral of Zhongjin Guogong earlier." King Qing interrupted the conversation between the two.
Not far away, King Duan appeared in front of everyone in a heavy dress and gorgeously.
When the four princes arrived, the sound of artillery battles rang out again. King Duan and King Rui were quite unenvious, and when the two met, they didn't even say hello. It's like killing your mother's enemy.
Zhongjin Guogong went out of the funeral, pedestrians on the road retreated, the four princes helped the spirit, and the three sons of Zhongjin Guogong braved the snow to be filial piety, and sent Zhongjin Guogong out of the city for burial.
An hour after the coffin of the Duke of Zhongjin was carried out of the mansion, Concubine Mei was waiting for everyone and was ready.
The palace sent out eight large sedan chairs and stopped at the door of Zhongjin Guogong.
The Duchess sent Concubine Mei back to the palace, and the two sisters-in-law said goodbye at the gate of the Guogong Mansion. The young daughter of Zhongjin Guogong regrets being accompanied by Shen'er.
By the side of the Duchess of Guo, Danqing thoughtfully held the prepared things. The Duchess took the gift and handed it to the girl next to Concubine Mei.
"As soon as my sister entered the palace, it was not easy for our sister-in-law to meet. In the future, living in the palace, my sister must not be like when she was young, when she should restrain her temper and focus on big things, can you know? The Duchess reached out and patted the back of Concubine Mei's hand a few times.
For a while, Concubine Mei was emotional. Her scene couldn't help but make her think of when she entered the palace, her sister-in-law said goodbye like this, but the Duchess was still young that year, and she was still young.
Hurried years passed, and this scene was so similar.
"Yes, my sister wrote it down." Concubine Mei nodded.
Danqing looked at Concubine Mei with an extremely envious look in her eyes. Concubine Mei's gorgeousness and nobility make any woman in the world jealous when she sees it.
Concubine Mei naturally saw Danqing's eyes, and she deliberately let Danqing hear her conversation with the Duchess of the Kingdom: "Sister-in-law, I think Danqing has a bit of a blessing, on weekdays, I wait for you and do my best, if I get the opportunity in the future, my sister-in-law should promote her......"
The Duchess of Guo glanced back at Danqing, her eyes were complicated. She nodded and answered Concubine Mei's words.
Eight sedan chairs, stepping on the wind and snow, carrying the incomparably noble Concubine Mei, and then returning to the harem of the Celestial Empire, where she had left for more than ten years.