King Anjun went to Haidian to report the funeral and request a decree.
At Xinjun Prince's Mansion, several more princes and generals from Zhenglan Banner arrived.
Among the people who came here, the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince had the highest titles.
Everyone looked at the eighth elder brother and the ninth elder brother.
The eighth elder brother also looked at the ninth elder brother.
Brother Jiu averted his eyes. No matter how close he was or how old he was, it was not his turn to be the big deal.
He is not a person who likes to worry.
When the Eighth Prince saw this, he knew what was going on. He first arranged for people from the palace to go to other princes' palaces to report the funeral, and then ordered the eunuch beside him: "Go to the cloth village and bring all the white cloths..."
The shops in the capital only provide basic necessities, food, housing, transportation and entertainment. There is a cloth shop outside Di'anmen under the name of Babeile Mansion.
This mourning ceremony requires a large amount of white cloth.
The servants and staff of the palace must pay full mourning, and guests who come to express their condolences must also wear floating mourning.
The eunuch responded.
The eighth prince summoned the people from Xinjun Prince's Mansion and made arrangements one by one.
After a while, Prince An's three younger brothers also came.
Thanks to their father's influence, they were all granted the title of county king at the age of fifteen, and Baylor's, but in the more than ten years since Prince Lao'an passed away, their titles have been reduced, and their titles have been reduced, and now they are two towns.
Gong, one is an idle clan member who demoted Beizi from the county king and expelled Beizi.
But they all lived in the territory of Zhenglan Banner and were familiar with Prince Xin. It was a funeral, so the three of them came over after hearing the news.
Seeing that things were desolate after Prince Xin's death, everyone felt uncomfortable, so they helped the eighth prince to help organize things.
Brother Ninth Prince did not join in the fun. He sat in the front hall with other princes and generals. What he was thinking was that Prince Xinjun's palace didn't prepare anything for nothing, so was this a sudden death?
For people who are really going to be sick for a long time, coffins and other things should be prepared in advance.
Prince Xinjun's palace was not prepared, that is because Prince Xinjun felt that he still had a long life.
As a result, I died before I was fifty...
Have too many princes died suddenly in recent years?
Prince Ping Mou, Prince Shuncheng, Prince Jianxiu...
The flag owners of the Five Flags have been changed by half.
Coupled with today's Prince Xin and the ailing Prince Xian, everything has changed...
Brother Ninth was a little sad.
Everything else is imaginary, but the body is real. No wonder my family, Fujin, has become more open-minded after a serious illness, and has no major concerns except life and death.
You should also learn a little bit and take care of your health in the future.
The inner city is such a big place, and when Baibula of Baagobuzhuang came over, other princes of Qiseer also got the news and came one after another.
Shu Shu followed Anjun Wang Fujin and also welcomed other female relatives.
Wufu Jin was the first to arrive, and the boundary of Xiangbai Banner was adjacent to Zhenglan Banner.
The two sisters-in-law sat next to each other. They looked at each other with helplessness. Neither of them expected to rush to attend the funeral during the big holiday.
We had made an appointment to move to Haidian tomorrow, but it is temporarily inconvenient.
It was already evening, but the air was damp.
Wufujin and Shushu both had sweat on their foreheads.
Shu Shu was a little distracted.
Prince Xin is the head of the family, and there are no elders in the mansion. If there is a funeral, "Qiqi" can be stopped, but this weather...
Fortunately, Prince Xinjun's Mansion has its own ice cellar, otherwise it would have been terrible.
By the time it was time to watch, almost all the people coming to the palaces of the princes and princes had arrived.
King An also came back from Changchun Garden, bringing with him the emperor's oral instructions, instructing Prime Minister Muska, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, to organize funeral arrangements for the king.
The imperial guards had already gone to Fucha's house, and Musca also changed into plain clothes and arrived. Gao Yanzhong, a member of the main yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, also brought officials from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and took over the funeral arrangements.
When the officials of Prince Xinjun's banner heard the news, they all spontaneously came over and asked to wear mourning uniforms.
The eighth prince's previous arrangements have also paid off, and there are scenes of funerals in the palace.
The monk Daofan's ashram was also up. There were no burial clothes yet, but the spiritual tablet had been enshrined.
The guests who expressed their condolences lit up the incense and dispersed one after another.
The women can also leave.
Shu Shu came out with her sisters-in-law, and the ninth elder brother also wanted to leave, but was stopped by the fourth elder brother and the fifth elder brother.
Prince Xin is the leader of the Zhenglan Banner. The princes and princes of this banner are here to "vigil" tonight, and the ninth elder brother should also follow the crowd.
Brother Ninth had a dark face and couldn't help feeling sulky, complaining to his two elder brothers: "Start guarding from now on? Do I also guard the days of 'Jie San' and 'Burn Qi'?"
The fourth elder brother nodded and said: "Well, this is the rule. No matter what the personal relationship is, death is the most important thing. Don't lose etiquette at this time."
The fifth elder brother also advised: "Just cope with it. Go home at dawn tomorrow to catch up on your sleep. If you don't stay up late, it will be your fault..."
The tenth elder brother also said: "It's nothing but a big deal. We are still cousins and elders. Ninth brother will suffer a little..."
Brother Jiu was heartbroken, but he also knew that both his brother and brother were doing it for his own good. He nodded and said, "Then let me tell your sister-in-law..."
When Brother Jiu picked up Shu Shu, he told him about his vigil today.
Shu Shu also knew that the funeral of the prince of our banner was a big event, so he thought that the vigil would start from "Jie San". Unexpectedly, he would start from today, so he said: "Then I will leave two more people around to help. I will ask Cao Shun to send me some clothes later."
Brother Jiu said: "Well, I can't move to Haidian tomorrow. I have to pass the first seven days before I can move."
Because there is a funeral, the most funeral ceremonies are held at the front.
Except for today, "Jie San" and "Shaotou Qi" are both big sacrifices.
As the ninth elder brother, I have to accompany him throughout the whole process.
Shu Shu said: "Don't worry, we'll wait until the funeral date is set..."
The weather is so hot now, even if there are ice cubes and spices, it will be very difficult to stop the spirit in the house for forty-nine days.
It is estimated that the funeral will be held in the mansion for a few days, and then a small funeral will be held and sent outside the city to continue the funeral.
It was already time to watch, so Shu Shu said something to Brother Jiu, and without any delay, followed the carriages from Sibeile Mansion and Dunjun Prince Mansion back to the Beiguanfang.
In Ning'an Hall, Mrs. Bo was still asleep, so Shu Shu went over and told her about rescheduling her trip to Haidian.
Madam Bo held a string of agate beads in her hand, looked at Shu Shu and said: "Please advise Brother Jiu more, don't neglect this trivial matter..."
Shu Shu said: "Well, Master Jiu also knows..."
When Shu Shu left, Mrs. Bo was stunned.
It’s true that life and death are impermanent. Shouldn’t I also make arrangements for my death?
When she returned to the main courtyard, Shu Shu asked someone to pack a package, which contained a change of clothes and a clean handkerchief. She also asked the kitchen to prepare a table of pastries and asked Zhou Song to deliver them to Prince Xinjun's mansion...
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Xinjun Prince's Mansion, side hall.
Brother Jiu sat on the chair, feeling stiff and uncomfortable.
There are dozens of young and old men in this room, half of them have met each other before, at the end of March when the Baylor Mansion held a banquet. The others who have not met, and are still qualified to come to watch the night, are the descendants of Prince Xinjun's Mansion.
Nowadays these people look like thieves.
The title of Prince Xin was not conferred by his own merits, but was left by Prince Yutong.
The ownership of this title is currently unclear.
Brother Ninth didn't worry about that, he was feeling bored.
The eighth elder brother had already handed over all the arrangements at hand, talked to Brother Anjun Wang for a while, went to greet the other two clans for a while, and then sat down in front of the ninth elder brother.
The ninth elder brother glanced at him, but he didn't expect that the eighth elder brother was very familiar with the prince of Zhenglan Banner.
But it’s normal, the Eighth Prince has been under the flag for several years.
Not to mention other things, just weddings and funerals, which happen more than ten or twenty times a year.
The Eighth Prince is easy-going and easy to get along with, and his popularity is established wherever he goes.
The ninth elder brother was a little self-deprecating. Compared with the eighth elder brother, he must be unpopular.
But I don’t care about the good popularity that greets me.
The eighth elder brother looked at the ninth elder brother and whispered: "Khan Amma only ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to organize the funeral, but did not ask the prince to pay homage on his behalf..."
The ninth elder brother glanced at the eighth elder brother curiously and said, "Do you still need to give me an order? In addition to the crown prince, all the princes outside the palace have shown up!"
This is no ordinary prince, he is a descendant of the King of Merit and the banner lord prince.
The eighth prince said worriedly: "It's different."
The ninth elder brother blinked, wondering why the eighth elder brother was worried about this.
The eighth prince whispered: "Prince Xin is the banner owner..."
Brother Jiu didn’t know how to answer the call.
Is there anything strange about the flag owner?
The leader of the big flag and the leader of the small flag can be counted as ten people.
But if you really want to talk about it, a clan like him and Eighth Prince, who share the population in their names, can also be regarded as small banner lords.
Not only does the Eight Banners exist in name only, but they also no longer have the authority they had when the country was founded. It is no longer the time when the prince, the flag owner, has the authority to speak out.
The eighth elder brother glanced at the ninth elder brother and said: "The prince passed away, there should have been a funeral..."
Brother Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "That's a common practice. Prince Xin was reprimanded for slacking off on his duties..."
Prince Xinjun is a baby prince. He inherited the title at a young age and participated in two wars in his life. Once when he was in his twenties, he served as the general king to defeat the rebellious Chahar, but everyone knows that he is a melee warrior.
Yes, it's just that he has the highest title and sits in the rear, which doesn't mean he has great military exploits.
Another time, during the Battle of Ulan Butong, he served as Prince Gong's lieutenant to prepare for the battle in Junggar. He did not directly confront the enemy, so there is no merit or demerit.
The emperor thought highly of him and ordered the clan's mansion, but he lived in chaos. The emperor ordered the clan to practice riding and archery, but Prince Xin simply regarded it as a fart and didn't care at all.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been dismissed directly. How could he just stop doing errands?
If you live around all your life and have no merit for the court, why do you want to live in mourning and honor after your death?
Why?
The eighth elder brother looked at the ninth elder brother, hesitated for a moment, and said: "The dismissal of King Xin has nothing to do with the ninth brother, but his subsequent illness has something to do with the ninth brother..."
When Brother Jiu heard this, he almost jumped up and stared, "What are you talking about? I had a lawsuit with Prince Xinjun's Mansion. That happened several years ago. Prince Xinjun doesn't like to go out to socialize. Why don't you fuck me?"
what's up?"
I have never seen Eighth Prince like this. Seeing that other people don’t have a scapegoat on their head, he insists on blaming someone for it.
This is not my brother, this is my enemy, right?
The eighth elder brother whispered: "But in the eyes of outsiders, Prince Xin was offended by his ninth brother, lost his legitimate son, and lost his dignity, so he stayed at home..."
Brother Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "That's because others are blind..."
Prince Xinjun has an eccentric temperament and is unreasonable.
If you were a normal person, who would dare to regard the emperor's oral instructions as farts?
With such an arrogant temperament, would he take the prince seriously?
It's all nonsense.
However, the Eighth Prince persuaded with some sincerity: "Ninth brother, you lower the flag, others are also looking at your relationship with Prince Xinjun's palace. At this time, you can say a few good words in front of the emperor on behalf of Prince Xin, and all Xinjun will be convinced."
The last dignity of the county prince, the prince of this banner only thinks of you..."
The ninth elder brother's face dropped with a bang, he looked at the eighth elder brother and sneered: "I have bad morals. I don't need others to think of me well. Are you angry because of your trust in the county king? Then what are you trying to do to fool me? Directly
Isn’t it just a matter of going to the emperor to ask for grace?”
The eighth elder brother smiled bitterly and said: "Ninth brother, I have no bad intentions..."
The dead are great.
Brother Jiu sneered and said: "Thank you, I don't lack this kindness..."
After that, he got up and went out.
If he continues to listen, he will vomit.
According to his temper, he wanted to leave immediately.
But when he got to the yard, listening to the joy and sorrow, he still stopped and took a breath.