Now that the imperial envoy for funeral arrangements has arrived, the need for a complete funeral ceremony has been put on the agenda.
Dexin cupped her hands and said: "Since the twelfth master, Zhu Gong, and old Fujin have passed away, according to the ancestral system of our Manchu people, a Dangai (read Zhao) should be erected in front of the door. The Dangai is also a soul flag, made of silk.
, the male dragon, the female phoenix, the head and tail of the flag are all black, with four red silk stripes in the middle..."
Professionals are professionals. Lao Twelve and Yuzhu were both dumbfounded.
Dexin's words were so hot that she finally said: "I just discovered that the wife of the prince's palace has not yet been released. She really doesn't understand the rules. How can she behave like this?"
Son-in-law, daughter-in-law.
When Yuzhu heard this, he knew that Cao Yi had violated a taboo if he did not distribute it after the death of old Fujin.
"Come here, please invite Cao Jia, the direct descendant of Fujin, to come over and ask her to learn some rules through the screen."
Lao Twelve didn't want to spoil the large family in Nersu, so he directly called Cao Yi's name and asked her to come over and learn the etiquette and rules of mourning from Dexin.
When Cao Yi arrived behind the screen, Dexin became more and more excited and said loudly: "I am a descendant of Fujin. Just now I saw that there was no hair in the longevity material. This is wrong. According to the general rules of the Qing Dynasty, when a father-in-law is mourning, a son-in-law,
Everyone needs to cut their hair by two or three inches..."
Lao Twelve knew a little about this rule. He nodded and said, "This is the virtue of the emperor's ancestors. He cut his hair and died on behalf of others. There is no greater virtue."
Before the Tatars entered the customs, there had always been customs and habits of human sacrifice. After Shunzhi came to power, the backward and ugly human sacrifice system was abolished and replaced by hair cutting.
Perhaps because he was worried that something might happen, Dexin emphasized that he was not allowed to shave his hair within a hundred days.
When Yuzhu saw Lao Twelve looking at him, he quietly stretched out three fingers, and immediately understood. This was the old story of Lao San, who shaved his hair within a hundred days after the death of Concubine Min, and was beaten hard by Lao Thirteen.
The rules for funeral arrangements in the palace are clear. There are rules and regulations, and there are no requests for orders.
The entire funeral, with Dexin's support, quickly became orderly.
However, not long after, Cao Yi sent someone to invite Yuzhu to come over.
Yuzhu didn't want to go and deliberately pretended to be confused.
However, Nersu came to invite him personally. Yuzhu could not continue to pretend to be stupid, so he had to follow him to see Cao Yi.
Men and women should be careful not to meet in private when the man is not around.
Nersu was at the scene, so Yuzhu naturally had nothing to worry about.
Still separated by the screen, Cao Yi was talking about money.
"To be fair to my sister-in-law, Dexin has sent someone to withdraw more than 10,000 taels of silver from the account. Alas, our father seems to have a big family, but there are nearly a hundred relatives in the five clothes. There are really not many.
I have found a solution, so I invited you here." Cao Yi's complaints opened Yuzhu's eyes.
The dignified and iron-hatted county prince's palace had to hold a funeral and even spent ten thousand taels of silver complaining endlessly.
Damn it, Dexin is too greedy. It's only the first day and he has spent more than ten thousand taels. There are still many days to come.
Besides, on the first seven days we have to invite monks to recite sutras, and on the second seven days we have to invite Taoist priests to receive rebirth sutras. The expenses are even more prohibitive!
If Prince Ping knew what he was interested in, Yuzhu wouldn't mind lending a hand and helping him save some money.
However, Cao Yi's mouth was dry, but Nersu didn't say anything at all, and Yuzhu was vague and refused to say anything happy.
"Well, the Twelveth Master is in charge of the overall situation. My official position is low and my position is small, so we can only discuss the matter."
It's not easy to get things done, so if you want to find reasons to shirk it, Yuzhu's excuses are simply not enough.
Kangxi's instructions were that the funeral should be held decently. But he didn't say that Nersu was reluctant to spend money, so the palace would help pay for it.
Yuzhu knew very well that the main reason was that the deceased was Nersu's stepmother, not his biological mother, and he was reluctant to spend too much money.
It's just that Yuzhu looks down on Nersu quite a bit.
Things between men either depend on relationships or money. As long as things are settled, you are a real man.
Now, if a woman is pushed to come forward, and Nersu doesn't even say the right words, what kind of man is he?
Cao Chun and the Cao family have almost fallen out. Whether Yuzhu recognizes Cao Yi as his sister-in-law depends on his mood.
However, Dexin really has a dark heart and needs to be beaten.
Yuzhu had just taken office, and it was hard for him to play a bad role, so he had a good rapport with Lao Twelve.
The twelfth old man called Dexin over and cursed him loudly: "You bitch slave, your family is short of money to buy rice, or is your daughter going to sell herself to save you? You consider me young, right? You are the head of this bully."
Coming up?"
To be honest, Dexin was not afraid of Lao Twelve's anger, but he was more afraid of Yuzhu sitting beside him.
The county magistrate is better off taking charge now!
If Yuzhu, his immediate boss, is interested in dealing with Dexin, Dexin will be unable to escape sooner or later!
Everyone in the officialdom understands this truth, and those who don’t understand are pure idiots!
To put it bluntly, if Yuzhu wants to go against the entire bureaucracy of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he will definitely lose.
However, Yuzhu adopts the strategy of winning over one faction and fighting another, aiming to kill Dexin. Dexin will definitely die!
After Lao Twelve lost his temper, Yuzhu picked up the tea cup and said calmly: "Dr. De, don't lose your sense of proportion in everything, and leave room for the next meeting, okay? Since I raised more than 10,000
If you get two out of it, then you can give back five thousand. If you have more money, I will make the decision, and it will be regarded as your hard-earned money."
Yuzhu refused to hit or scold him, but Dexin became timid and said hesitantly: "Mr. Zhu, but I only have four thousand taels left to spend."
Hey, Yuzhu almost laughed angrily. These grandsons from the Ministry of Internal Affairs really want money at the expense of their lives. How dare the iron-hatted Prince Hei dare to be so ruthless?
"Only five thousand taels, no less than one tael." Yuzhu gave an ultimatum. After weighing the pros and cons, Dexin felt that her arms could not twist her thighs, so she had to give in painfully.
After Dexin stepped back, Lao Twelve cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, I've been wanting to scold him for a long time, haha, it's really fun to scold him."
Later, Yuzhu stayed in the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a long time, and then he learned the details of Dexin.
This kid Dexin, because he is a disciple of Lao San, has taken a lot of black money from Lao Twelve's mother clan, and he can be said to have done many evil things.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There is no way, Lao Twelve’s mother clan is too weak, which makes him suffer a lot of injustice.
As a result, Lao Twelve and Yuzhu became more and more cooperative.
Lao Twelve needs the real power in Yuzhu's hands and the strong family status of the Tong family. When Yuzhu wants to punish people, he needs Lao Twelve's status as a prince.
The two hit it off and each got what they wanted.
Whether it was fire borrowed from the east wind, or the east wind borrowed fire, in short, Lao Twelve and Yuzhu controlled the scene, and the whole funeral was held in an orderly manner.
During the funeral procession, Yuzhu's eyes were opened.
Old Fujin's face was covered with a white cloth, he was lying on the auspicious board and was carried out of the window.
The coffin's longevity material is in the shape of a roof, with a tall interior and colorful paintings on the outside. The outside of the coffin is surrounded by a sitting cover.
Sitting on the cover, the screen is like a house!
However, there was a small episode during the burial.
Fujin's younger brother proposed in public that he would invite a lama to chant sutras, but Narsu looked troubled.
This is a family matter, Lao Twelve and Yuzhu just need to keep calm and prevent any big trouble.
As the two of them stood by and watched, who would have thought that this matter would actually cause a disturbance.
The reason is actually very simple. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of whether you are willing to spend money.
In today's capital city, the cost of hiring lamas to chant sutras can be said to be huge.
Not to mention anything else, just asking a lama to chant sutras for seven days would cost a huge amount of five hundred taels of silver.
However, an ordinary monk only needs ten taels of silver to chant sutras for seven days. The difference is really huge.
Yuzhu held a tea cup in his hand and looked at Nersu and his nominal uncle calmly, his face reddened by the argument.
Lao Twelve had nothing to do with his own affairs, just hanging high and waiting to watch the good show.
The two imperial envoys who were in charge of the affairs did not say anything.
Nersu's uncle became more and more emboldened as he made more troubles. Finally, he rushed into the seat, hugged the longevity boy, and cried loudly: "My miserable sister, just take me with you."
Dutiful sons are most afraid of being troubled by their close relatives. In his desperation, Nersu acted foolishly and shouted loudly: "I just borrowed 20,000 taels of silver from you. I'll pay it back. I'll give it to you right away."
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Yuzhu and Lao Twelve looked at each other and smiled, and cursed Nersu secretly, what a pig-brained person.
In fact, the situation in Nersu is a common situation among Manchu nobles and is not surprising.
It has been almost seventy years since the Qing Dynasty entered the country, and the first and second generation of powerful Eight Banners soldiers have long since withered away.
For Nersu, a third-generation so-called iron-hatted prince, there is a big question mark as to whether he can wield a sword, let alone a bow.
To put it bluntly, if Kangxi hadn't firmly controlled more than 600,000 Green Camp soldiers, God knows what would have happened?
In any case, Kang Mazi's method of controlling military power is truly unique.
Let’s talk about the control system of the green camp soldiers. The governor, governor and admiral can all command. Moreover, under the green camp admiral of a province, there are at least six town general soldiers.
What's more important is that governors, governors and admirals all serve three-year terms. Unless it is a special period, no one is allowed to stay in either position for a long time.
On the day of the funeral, under the guidance of the idea that a filial son should not be scrupulous about his relatives, the Prince of Ping County arranged a luxurious formation of sixty-four people with large poles, and the funeral procession stretched for ten miles.
On the way into the palace to deliver the order, Lao Twelve blinked and said to Yuzhu: "Well, for such a huge funeral, the Pingjun Prince's Palace will be in a deficit of at least one hundred thousand taels of silver? I'm afraid it will take ten years to pay it back.
Not sure?"
Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled, and said lightly: "Who told Nersu to be too stingy and annoy uncle 'qin' to cause trouble?"
His stepmother's younger brother is also a serious uncle. His seniority prevents Nersu from using his power to show off.
After entering the palace, Lao Twelve gave a detailed report on the entire funeral process. Kangxi was very satisfied with what he heard and praised: "Very good, I will follow this in the future."
Kangxi meant that all future funeral arrangements should be handled with reference to this event.
Who would have thought that one word turned out to be a prophecy, and Lao Twelve would become an expert in funeral management in Kangxi's eyes.
Almost all of the more than twenty half-brothers were sent away by Lao Twelve himself.