Chapter 84: A great funeral in the palace, invitation from the clan (please vote for me)
(This is the second update yesterday)
Due to the imminent funeral of the ruler of the country, the monthly vacation of the members of the Lequn Courtyard at the end of July has been postponed.
The crown prince said that after the funeral of King Xing, everyone was given a month off. After all, it was very hard for everyone to attend to the funeral. They didn’t even take the monthly leave in June, and August coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival. They were given a month off, and everyone also
You can have a good life and have a rest.
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this. It was not just because they were homesick, they were now starting to learn more about errands, and they also had many things to report to their elders, asking them to help make decisions.
"Wealthy men" like Chen Chizhong also have to come forward to sort out the property of Xuanmiao Guanguan.
Before the funeral of King Xing, another good news came out. Wang Shouren, the governor of Southern Gansu, defeated the rebels of King Ning in Nanchang Mansion. The rebel king of Ning Fan and Cong Ni were detained by civil and military officials. From the time when the army was raised to the time when King Ning was captured, he only had 40 soldiers.
Three days.
Even though there was a rebellion thousands of miles away, when the people of Anlu got the news, many people set off firecrackers. They would rather be peace dogs than chaos. If King Ning's rebellion spreads, the people will be the ones who suffer in the end.
In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of August, the day of King Xing's funeral on July 7th.
In addition to the imperial envoys, the civil and military officials of the provincial government, the officials of the royal palace, and the gentry and elders of Anlu City, all sent Prince Xing to the funeral.
When the prince's coffin was pulled out of the palace, there was a cry inside and outside the palace.
Outside the gate of the palace, nearly a thousand local elders knelt down with cheers and cheers. Most of them were people from Nancheng who had been saved by the prince over the years. They cried loudly, mourning King Xing, a good leader of the country.
From the palace to the gate of the city, there were thousands of people who spontaneously came to see off people. Others were fine, and Anlu Zhizhou was full of dishonesty, and he was afraid that there would be some unseemly people who would mess up the prince's funeral. Although those people from the Yamen had been sent down,
But that small number of people is of no use.
The two pedestrians who followed Wang Xuan, deputy director of the Pedestrian Division, did not have enough eyes to see.
In the hundred and fifty years since Zhu Ming's inheritance, there have been dozens of princes and vassals, hundreds of prefectures and vassals, and the great mourning of the country's leader is a common sight for these travelers who often go to local places to deliver edicts.
Although some funerals will arrange scenes of military and civilian farewells, it is incomparable to the scene before us.
A passerby sighed: "It is said that the prince is a benevolent government in the vassal country, and the ministers still talk a lot. Most of the talk is just to gain fame and reputation. If they see this scene in front of them, they will have to swallow what they say."
Another passerby said: "Please welcome me, follow the righteous way, forbid heretics, be frugal, avoid yin and cleverness, respect the gods, be filial, avoid luxury, but make donations, be generous, have a holy heart, be kind to old ministers, be careful about punishment, and be comfortable."
The people are in poverty, worship the Holy Spirit, be a minister of rites, relieve droughts, relieve floods, be light on salary and benefits, be generous with kindness, be grateful for prayers, give alms to others, help border troubles, consolidate cities and ponds, favor rural officials, worry about the system of finances, benefit and remove officials,
Be considerate of the people, be respectful of etiquette, be sympathetic to former officials, educate talents, and promote excellence from afar."
The first pedestrian was confused: "What is this? It's a good word?"
Another passerby replied: "It was the garrison eunuch Yang Bao who gave the emperor a memorial praising the prince and the thirty-two principles of moral governance."
The traveler in the lead was stunned: "This Yang Bao really dares to write. When he comes to the vassal state, he is supposed to be a supervisor. If he talks well about King Xing like this, isn't he afraid of getting upset in the capital?"
Another passerby said: "It's not a lie, there is nothing to be afraid of. King Xing's kindness is not just a day or two. The late emperor and the emperor have both commended him..."
The local people are still so sad, let alone the people in the palace.
Thinking of the prince's generosity and kindness, the palace officials also started crying loudly.
Dao Chi followed Lu Bing and followed him in the funeral procession. Lu Bing cried sincerely. Even though he didn't howl like others, his tears kept falling. Dao Chi also shed tears, of course.
It wasn't for the prince. He didn't know why he wanted to cry or what he was crying for.
Compared with the wailing of others, the silent crying of these two young boys annihilated everyone. But they saw what they should see. Chen Chizhong and Liu Congyun wiped their tears with their sleeves more and more frequently, and tears fell like rain; Lu Wenzhao
After groaning for a long time, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, which turned red.
Wang Qi cried loudly, and the sadness on his face was unfaltering. But he didn't know whether he was crying for the king or his own parents.
The people were crying, the situation was changing, and before the coffin left the city, it started to rain lightly, as if God was weeping for King Xing.
The prince's cemetery is fifteen miles east of the city.
Except for the prince's family, the two elders of the Chief Officials Department, the imperial envoy and others who had bicycles, everyone in the prince's palace walked, and the speed inevitably slowed down. The funeral procession took two hours to get there. Various condolences were offered.
The ceremony took more than an hour.
By the time everyone brought the prince's coffin to the Xiang Palace for temporary enshrinement and returned to Anlu City, it was already dusk and everyone was as tired as a dead pig.
Even though the light rain had not stopped, the companions still went to the Dongyuan bathhouse to "meet each other frankly." The last time we came, it was the night when the prince passed away. Thinking of all the things that happened during the forty-nine days of mourning, everyone couldn't help but
Sad.
Early the next morning, all the companions left the palace and began to enjoy the January long vacation.
The moment she saw Dao Chi, Wang Ning, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel moved, and held Dao Chi in his arms without letting go. Counting from the time when Dao Chi came home in mid-June, the grandparent and grandson had not seen each other for two months.
Fortunately, it was the time when Dao Chi was growing up. Even though he was a little tired from running around with his son during the prince's funeral, he did not delay eating and drinking, and did not lose much weight. Wang Ning felt a little relieved.
Hearing that the holiday this time was in January, Wang Ning kept chanting "Amitabha" for a long time before letting go.
Shun Niang was nearby, impatient to wait. When she saw her grandmother finally letting go, she immediately walked up to Dao Chi, touched his shoulders and arms, and sighed from time to time: "Erlang has grown another inch and a half."
When Zhang Qinghe comes back from the provincial examination, the two families will get married, and the official wedding is scheduled for October. Shun Niang can only stay at her parents' house for a limited time, and she wants to sew two more sets of clothes for her grandmother and younger brother before leaving home.
Seeing her actions, the Taoist idiot did not expect anything.
He looked at Shun Niang and saw the redness in her eyes, and the black and blue that had disappeared long ago appeared again.
He frowned and said: "I don't want my sister to cut new clothes for me, I just want my sister to be beautiful and get married."
Shun Niang was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red and she said, "Erlang's winter coat was too small last year..."
The Taoist Chi said: "Then you don't have to worry about it, Sister-in-law Tian, right? Sister-in-law Tian can take over the clothes for me and my grandmother if she likes them. If she doesn't want to, just ask a tailor. There's no need for my sister to go through the trouble."
Wang Ning, who was standing by, looked at Shun Niang carefully and said: "The Zhang family has a big surname. When you become the new wife, you will have to give away a lot of shoes, socks and purses. I thought you were lighting lamps and doing work these days for those people."
, I didn’t stop you. Listen to your brother and don’t be brave. These days are the time when you are recuperating. Tomorrow, ask the doctor to come over and give you some prescriptions to replenish your body. Since you are the mistress of the house when you go out, you are in charge.
Feedback, you will be tired by then."
Shun Niang blushed and lowered her head, and whispered: "Grandma's winter coat has been sewn by my granddaughter, and Erlang's has been cut as well. It's padded with cotton, but the edges haven't been trimmed yet because Erlang is of different stature."
Wang Ning had no choice but to say: "Then let's finish it. If the dowry is all ready, you can stop sewing for a while and take good care of yourself."
Hearing that Mrs. Wang Ning was going to nurse Shun Niang, Dao Chi took the package he brought back and opened it. Inside were several exquisite cloisonné enamel covered boxes, three inches in diameter and two inches in height, which looked like a
Just a small bowl.
He took out one with indigo trim and pushed it in front of Wang Ning, and put the other two similar ones in front of Shun Niang: "Grandma's is ginseng ointment, and sister's two boxes are of pearl facial balm, both for wiping face and hands.
"After that, he took out two more boxes and said: "There are also one pound of bird's nest and two ginseng here, for my grandmother and sister to use for body conditioning. The ginseng ointment and facial oil were given by Fan Yiren, and the ginseng bird's nest was given by the princess.
Grant."
Ever since Shun Niang got engaged, Tao Chi had been thinking about giving Shun Niang good health. When he came back at the end of every month, he would bring back some bird's nests, white fungus and other nourishing and beauty things, pretending that they were gifts from the palace.
Although Wang Ning and Shun Niang were a little uneasy, with Wang Qi's help in telling the lie, they believed it. After a year's work, Shun Niang's complexion improved a lot, and her skin became much softer.
, still slightly rough.
Dao Chi also looked at the things in the shop outside, but he still felt uneasy; what he brought back this time was what he specifically asked for from Fan Yiren.
Fan Yiren knew that he was for his sister who was getting married, so she not only prepared these for him, but also promised to give him four more boxes next month.
And the bird's nest and ginseng brought back this time were really gifts from the royal palace and were not bought from outside. Not only did he own them, but everyone else also had a share.
Dao Chi has been bringing things home frequently over the past year, and Wang Ning, who comes and goes, no longer nags about it.
Grandma and grandson were talking when they heard movement at the second door.
After a while, Lamei came in and said: "The old master of the clan has sent a car to invite the young master to come over."
Wang Ning heard this and said to Dao Chi: "It's good for you to go and have a look. Xuan Erlang has finished his errands and it's time to return to the capital. The old clan chief summoned you, probably because he wants your clan brothers to have a good kiss."
Dao Chi agreed and went out to get on the clan's carriage.
For some reason, he always felt that this summons was not about meeting Wang Xuan. As an imperial envoy, Wang Xuan was often in the palace these days, and Dao Chi had met him. The two brothers also chatted for a while.
Wang Xuan also encouraged Taoist idiots who wanted to take the imperial examination and serve as officials, and also gave some pointers on what to pay attention to during the college examination.
Looking at his posture, even though he was a little frustrated when he first entered the officialdom, he still looked very confident. In time, he might be the second master of the second clan.
The Taoist idiot somewhat understood that the reason for the prosperity of the clan house was ultimately due to the family rule that the eldest son and grandson were in charge of the family temple and were not allowed to serve in official positions.
The eldest son cannot serve as an official, so the second son, third son, etc. are the ones who support the family's future. When the eldest son is still alive, his brothers will help him; when the eldest grandson comes, he will have to rely on his uncles and cousins. The main branch is weak, the side branches are strong, and the patriarch is the leader.
Fang's status is very delicate. In order to break the situation, he just tried his best to train his own brother and his own son to study hard.
As time goes by, more and more of the clan's disciples become talented...