In the Feng Mansion, Feng Sheng's eldest son Feng Cheng came out with his family members.
Now the Feng family is in pristine condition, and the mourning hall has been built. It seems that the old Duke Feng is old, so these things have been taken care of long ago.
"Don't!" Li Jinglong quickly held Feng Cheng's arm and sighed, "I am younger than you in terms of seniority, so I am not worthy of the title of Duke."
Feng Cheng is also a second-generation military official, but he has been enjoying a privileged position in the capital for these years. With his eyes and ears, he can be regarded as a person with a clear mind.
He immediately said, "Then I'll ask you to call me your worthy brother!"
Li Jinglong walked into the house with the other party, "The emperor ordered me to take care of the old Duke's funeral." After saying that, he sighed again, "Brother Feng, there is no need to be too sad. Seventy years are rare in life. Old Duke is seventy.
Eight, already a long life on earth."
"I thought that my father would be able to survive this new year no matter what, and be happy..." Feng Cheng suddenly burst into tears.
Next to the memorial shed in the main hall of the courtyard, the cries of the filial sons and grandsons of the Feng family were everywhere.
The body of Song Guogong Feng Sheng lay quietly in a mouth of gorgeous nanmu wood.
"This longevity material was given to me by the emperor after my father returned from Liaodong in the 20th year of Hongwu." Feng Cheng continued to cry, "It was originally enshrined in a temple outside the city. Last night, my father was still chanting,
It’s time to apply oil if you don’t need it this year. Who would have thought..."
"My condolences, brother!" Li Jinglong advised, "The old man passed away happily and did not suffer any punishment. He is a blessed man." After saying that, he looked around and said, "This is the time for you to play the leading role in this family and outside.
Seeing that guests are coming to your door, brother, you must cheer up!"
"I'm not afraid of my dear brother's jokes. I'm totally helpless at this moment!" Feng Cheng continued to cry, "My dear brother, I'm here with the order, so I'll take care of the family affairs!"
Li Jinglong suddenly felt a little disgusted. He was here to attend the funeral, not to pretend to be a filial son and grandson. A real filial son and grandson would cry and become a carefree shopkeeper.
He suddenly remembered what the emperor had just said in the Qianqing Palace.
"Can you, Li Jinglong, take charge alone?"
Until now, I am helping others organize funerals with the dignity of a public servant. What I can only praise is my communication skills, right?
For a moment, Li Jinglong felt a little confused.
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It was getting very late, Feng's house was brightly lit, and there was an endless stream of guests.
Old in-laws of the Feng family in the army, colleagues and friends in the court.
"Second brother, why did you leave so suddenly! How do you want me to spend this year?"
Beside the mourning hall, Cao Zhen was wailing at the top of his lungs. He cried so painfully that the Feng family had to accompany him. Not only did they have to compensate, but they also had to persuade him.
Li Jinglong stood in the front yard and followed the people from the Ministry of Rites to discuss the funeral arrangements. What day and time to bury, what specifications to use, what kind of burial utensils to use, etc.
At this moment, a servant of the Feng family quickly ran in from outside and said, "Prince An Qiansui is here!"
Li Jinglong was shocked and hurriedly went to the door to greet him along with officials from the Ministry of Ceremonies and the Feng family.
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The person who came was the 22nd son of the Supreme Emperor. Prince An, Zhu Ying, and his palace guards got off the carriage and walked straight over.
This prince, who has not yet become a vassal, is now sixteen years old. He has a long body and a handsome face. He is no longer the naughty and mischievous person he used to be. He already has the majesty of a royal family.
He grew up with the emperor since he was a child. They were uncle and nephew in name, but in fact they had a deep love for each other. In August last year, the emperor personally selected a good wife for her, so she was the youngest daughter of Xu Da, King of Wuning, Zhongshan.
"My lord, please see King An's thousand years old!" Li Jinglong and Feng Cheng were in front, kowtow and said.
"No gift!" Zhu Ying looked at the white door of the Feng family with a straight face, "I came to your house to take a look!" He said, helping Feng Cheng up with his own hands, "Suddenly I heard that your father passed away and that my father is here.
The palace pondered for a long time, and then asked me to come and have a look, and give the old prince a ride!"
It turned out to be the order of the Supreme Emperor!
"Your Highness, please come inside!" Feng Cheng bowed and said.
A group of people surrounded Prince An and Zhu Ying and headed toward the mourning hall. The guests inside also walked out one after another because of Prince An's arrival.
By chance, Li Jinglong bumped into Cao Zhen, Guo Ying and others.
"This old killer!" Li Jinglong cursed in his heart, "He howled the loudest just now, but it was all dry howling, not many tears!"
He originally wanted to step aside and get out of the way, but instead Guo Ying and Cao Zhen pinched him on the left and right. The Dongguan Bo, He Qinghou and others who followed them were also surrounding him with their hands behind their backs. A group of people trapped Li Jinglong in front of him.
between.
"Everyone?" Li Jinglong said, cupping his fists.
"He asked me for a drink at noon, and Brother Feng left after a while!" Cao Zhen said.
Hearing this, Li Jinglong almost jumped up.
I thought to myself, "Why do I ask you to drink with me? You dragged me there, okay? Besides, if we drink, what does it have to do with the departure of Mr. Feng Guogong?"
Cao Zhen continued to sigh and said, "It was in my outer house at that time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have received the letter in the end!" As he spoke, he grinned and howled, "If I had known that Brother Feng was dying, I would have still given him the damn money.
What are you drinking? You should come over and have a look anyway, maybe you can even look at him and have some breath!"
"Where the hell is this going? I..." Li Jinglong cursed in his heart.
"Old brothers for life!" Guo Ying also sighed, "Brother Feng is such a good person! He takes great care of those of us who are young, and he has never been an outsider! He is like a real brother from his mother.
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"You can pull me down!" Li Jinglong cursed in his heart, "Forget the time when you were competing for merit and people's brains were beaten into dog brains!"
At this time, he looked inadvertently towards the mourning hall, and suddenly saw the corner of the flag covered with nanmu longevity wood.
Suddenly he understood, he cupped his fists and said, "Everyone, I have something to tell you!"
"What's the matter?" Cao Zhen asked.
"Actually, let's not talk about it. There will be a decree tomorrow..."
Guo Ying looked unkind, "Hurry up and work harder!"
"This afternoon, I asked the Emperor about the matter of raising the flag!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ears of all the veteran killers stood up, and their eyes lit up.
Li Jinglong made them feel scared and said quickly, "The emperor said that you are all the founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty. All the founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty will be eligible to be buried with a national flag a hundred years later."
Immediately, all the old killers were happy and had smiles on their faces.
"You are still reliable!" Cao Zhen nodded, but then immediately asked, "Everyone is qualified, so there is no distinction between big and small?"
"How big or small can you, the Marquis, take the turn?"
Li Jinglong cursed in his heart, but said sternly, "Master Marquis, the Emperor said that only the founding heroes of the country are eligible. No one in the future, except those who died fighting for the country in opening up new territories and expanding territory, will not have this honor!"
Now, the expressions on the faces of all the old killers were even more joyful.
"The younger generation can't compare with our generation!" Old Marquis Zhu Shou said with a smile.
"That's it!" Cao Zhen stroked his beard, "Who are we? The founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty!"
As he said that, he looked at everyone with a smile, "Everyone, how rare is it for these brothers to walk together so neatly?"
"Let's go!" someone laughed, "Want to listen to music or do some tricks?"
"Play big money during the Chinese New Year!" Cao Zhen said with a smile, "While drinking and playing, you can also ask the girl to help us play dice!"
"Just playing dice?" Someone smirked.
Then, a group of old killers walked out laughing.
"No!" Li Jinglong took the opportunity to grab Guo Ying and Cao Zhen, "You two, old Duke Feng just left, and you just cried inside, now...?"