The four long streets of the capital are white, the streets and alleys are full of white lanterns, white flags, although the common people do not wear linen and filial piety, but they must also be primary, and the officials above the fifth grade and the female dependents of the family, the aristocratic family should be mainly white, not brightly colored.

The state funeral lasts for six months, since the death of the queen mother, civil and military officials and all the people are not allowed to have fun within 100 days, slaughter within 49 days, and the common people are forbidden to marry within 60 days, officials above the fifth rank and female dependents in the family, and aristocratic families must wait for most of the national mourning period to end, that is, in January of the next year, a full 90 days.

The funeral of the queen mother, the imperial palace to the imperial mausoleum outside the city should start from the Xuanwu long street to the Suzaku long street, from the south gate out of the city, the funeral procession will send the coffin to the cemetery, after the burial, but also hold the theme of the ceremony, that is, write the tablet, after the tablet is written, escorted back to the capital by His Majesty and the civil and military officials, put it in the temple, the funeral is completed.

Before the funeral, the first-class officials of the DPRK and the central government, the female relatives of the family, and the aristocratic families all entered the palace to mourn.

On the day when the Xuanning Beihou Mansion entered the palace, the sky was not yet bright, and Ye Lingwu thought that it would not be his turn to enter the palace, but Mrs. Shen insisted on bringing it.

Misunderstandings are really exhausting.

Ye Lingwu looked at the bronze mirror and tried to open his eyes wider, his expression was a little dazed, and he was drowsy, and he was entangled in his heart, whether he should confess directly.

"Girl, this plain-clothed slave has brought it to you." Rongxiu, who was dressed in white, hung two big black circles under her eyes, and entered the house with her clothes in her hands, her face full of tiredness.

Ye Lingwu couldn't stand it when she saw her, so she couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister Rongxiu go to sleep, I'll dress myself and go to the old lady." ”

"Then how can it be done, it is a slave to serve the girl...... Hmm~" Rong Xiu couldn't help but yawn, "Duty, you can't slack off." The girl sits down, the slave and maid will put a bun for you, and you can't enter the palace to let Your Majesty and the Queen see it. ”

Ye Lingwu was silent and replied: "I didn't expect the national funeral to pay so much attention. ”

"That's natural, especially in the capital, it's even stricter, you can be low-key and low-key when you follow the old lady's attack and mourning, and you can't make a mistake under the noses of Your Majesty and the Empress. The slave maid heard that His Majesty was very concerned about the funeral ceremony of the Queen Mother, and the one who invited him to the palace to recite the scriptures was the presiding officer of the Guoan Temple who recited the scriptures to the first emperor. ”

"Your Majesty has filial piety, I once heard Wei Fuzi talk about an article in a private school, which talked about the mother of the Queen Mother, the female generals of the Tai clan who have produced women for generations and do not let their eyebrows go, which is really admirable."

Rong Xiu nodded and said, "That's right." By the way, girl, did you say that during the mourning period of this country, will the little marquis come back from the Southern Regions in advance? ”

Ye Lingwu shook his head at the bronze mirror, so tired that he was a little too lazy to speak.

The night before Shen Zhan's departure, she promised Shen Zhan to learn to play chess, and after only two months, she only learned half a bucket of water.

However, even if Shen Zhan came back, he should only stay until the day when the Queen Mother's tablet entered the temple, and in just a few days, they should not be able to say a few words.

The carriage of the Ningbei Hou Mansion set off for half an hour before arriving at the gate of the palace city, and at this time, there were already many carriages of the ministers of the first product who rushed to the Tai'an Palace one after another.

Ye Lingwu opened the curtain a little gap and took a look, but unfortunately he was facing Lou Zhaorao, who was resting on the car window, and then looked at the other side, the Cheng family's carriage was also there.

After only one glance, Ye Lingwu retracted his gaze again, looked at the old lady Shen who was wearing a white robe, wearing a white forehead, and closed her eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Old lady, is there any taboo in mourning today?" ”

When she was in Daiyue Town, she also participated in the mourning after the death of the old lady of the Zuo family, the Zuo family has no blood relationship with her, but the lord of the Zuo family is generous, and whoever cries the worst at the funeral can get fifty taels of silver, and in the end, it is no surprise that she "won the championship", and now I can be complacent when I think about it.

But how can a small place be compared with the palace inside, the mourning ceremony of the queen mother is definitely different.

Old Lady Shen slowly opened her eyes when she heard this, and said unhurriedly: "Just kneel, don't make a sound." ”

Ye Lingwu raised his eyebrows and hesitated: "Is it that simple?" ”

Isn't there a need to cry or something?

She's good at that.

Old Madam Shen stared at her and said with a smile: "Otherwise, what else do you want, you have never met the Queen Mother, is it possible that you can still cry?" A heartfelt eulogy? ”

Ye Ling choked on the mist. Coincidentally, she really can.

She asked again: "Old lady, I see that General Cheng is also here today, so on the day of the Queen Mother's funeral, Lord Hou should also come back, right?" ”

"Bang Zhou is ordered by the emperor to track down the remnants of the former dynasty in the Southern Regions, whether he can return to Beijing depends on His Majesty's call, and secondly, it depends on whether he can get away."

"So the old lady isn't sure?"

Old Lady Shen sighed and said, "It's okay if he doesn't come back, so as not to delay the process of tracking down in the Southern Regions, and it would be best if he could come back before the end of the year after cleaning up the remnants of the previous dynasty earlier." ”

Ye Lingwu nodded thoughtfully.

After the carriage arrived at the Xuanwu Gate, the carriage was not allowed to enter, even the Ningbei Hou Mansion was no exception.

During the state funeral, it is stipulated that laughter and noise are prohibited within the palace walls, and the queen mother is mainly quiet before the funeral, not only the carriage is not allowed to enter, but even the walk has to be gentle.

Xuanwu Gate has a palace early Zhang Luo, at the request of His Majesty, let the ministers of the first product of the court wait outside the door first, and everyone is ready, and each family goes to the Tai'an Hall to mourn in an orderly manner according to the grade.

Today, Shen Paner couldn't come because of the injury on her buttocks, and Ye Lingwu was sandwiched between Shen Ci and Shen Yue'er left and right.

The young man who is used to wearing red clothes on weekdays changed into a white robe, with a high ponytail on his head and only a white rope on his head.

And Shen Yue'er was wearing a white robe but a little more cold, with only a white hairpin on her hairpin, she was not a beautiful girl at a glance, nor was she as lively as Shen Pan'er, but she was better than her temperament, just like the word "moon" in her name.

Everyone waited outside the Xuanwu Gate for a long time, and they didn't know who had not yet arrived, and the originally quiet crowd began to whisper.

Ye Lingwu didn't hold back, and said in a suppressed voice: "Fourth girl, have you seen the third girl this morning?" Is her wound better? ”

Shen Yue'er whispered back: "I don't know the injury, she slept soundly when I went, and I was embarrassed to disturb her." ”

Ye Lingwu was speechless, and secretly envious.

"The third sister is a blessing in disguise, she doesn't have to get up early for five days in a row, let alone kneel from morning to night, she knew that I should have been beaten by two boards yesterday." Shen Ci's tone was leisurely, and he said all the things that Ye Lingwu didn't dare to say, and even with regret.

Shen Yue'er glanced at Shen Ci with disgust and said, "The second brother is not serious, these words can't be said nonsense, otherwise the Hou Mansion will suffer." ”

Shen Ci shrugged his shoulders lazily and replied: "What happened, I dare bet that at least two-thirds of the people standing here have the same thoughts as me, and they are looking forward to a justifiable reason to avoid entering the palace to mourn." ”

Shen Yue'er frowned and said: "Even so, then you can't say it, if you say that again, I have to tell my mother to go." ”

Shen Ci pursed his lips, looked down at Ye Lingwu, who was only up to his shoulder, gently touched her arm with his hand, and said softly: "Seeing my cousin come out of Jinghetang this morning, her face was gloomy, is your heart the same as I thought?" ”

Ye Lingwu suddenly raised his head and looked at him when he heard this, his head was short-circuited and he didn't know how to answer, he looked at each other, but saw Shen Ci's bewitching fox eyes picking at her.

She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Who's like you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard movement from behind, and Ye Lingwu followed the crowd to look back.

The belated Fu Guogong Mansion is headed by the white-haired Fu Gonggong, on the left is his daughter-in-law and Fu Guogong's widow Xu, and on the right is Fu Ziqi, the grandfather of Xiaoguo.

Fu Guogong's mansion doesn't like to go out when he is looking for a day, and he has a shallow relationship with the officials in the capital, and he finally saw him once, and he also made all the first-class officials and their families wait for more than half a moment, which is really infuriating.

However, during the national mourning, everyone had to endure no matter how angry they were, so as not to cause more trouble.

When the people arrived, Gong E led hundreds of people and walked towards the Tai'an Hall in an orderly manner. Looking down, the deep high wall, the long official road, and the two long "white dragons" slowly moved towards the deep palace.

The coffin of the Queen Mother is placed in the main hall of Tai'an Palace, and the side halls on both sides are cleaned out and temporarily used for officials and female dependents to rest.

As soon as you step into the hall, the first thing that catches your eye is the white-clothed eunuch facing the temple door, lined up in two long rows, holding white flags, and then looking at the white lanterns hanging under the eaves.

Ye Lingwu thought that they were kneeling in the palace, after all, the palace wooden bricks are softer than the stone slabs, who knows that the palace wooden bricks are reserved for His Majesty, the queen, the palace maidens, princesses, princes, concubines, and princesses.

The temple was full of kneeling people.

Your Majesty has a total of one queen, four concubines, and a lot of children under his knees, the crown prince from the queen, the second princess, the fourth princess, the third princess from Concubine Yan, and the seventh princess who died early, the fifth prince from Concubine Yi, the sixth princess from Shen Meiren, and the eighth prince from Yu Zhaoyi.

Outside the hall, with two columns of eunuchs as the dividing line, the left and right are also full of kneeling people, looking like a black one.

Ye Lingwu knelt in it, crying in his heart.

Yesterday, the wooden floor of the ancestral hall was kneeling on the futon for a long time, and her knees were swollen to black green.

The sun is getting higher and higher, the summer is approaching the afternoon sun is scorching, Ye Lingwu's forehead is full of dense sweat, and then he looks at the old lady Shen in front, and sees that her face is not good-looking, and she is worried, but she sees a father-in-law striding in the Tai'an Palace.

Ye Lingwu peeked at it, it was the father-in-law Wan who Shen Zhan returned to Beijing for the banquet at the beginning of the year to announce the decree.

He pinched his throat and said: "Your Majesty is merciful, temporarily exempting all the adults and the ladies of the family from mourning, please go to the left hall to rest, the palace has prepared herbal tea to relieve the heat." ”

The crowd shouted in unison, "Thank you, Lord Ron." ”

Only then did he slowly get up and limp towards the side hall.

(End of chapter)