Jia Jing's death caused a great disturbance in the Jia family, but because Jia Lian was in Beijing, nothing went wrong.
Soon, the You family in the imperial mausoleum of Xiaoci County also received the news.
To the north of Xiaoci County, in the Imperial Mausoleum of the Supreme Emperor, which has been under construction for nearly ten years but has not yet been completed, Concubine Li was buried in the second half of the concubine's garden.
The so-called concubine's bedroom is because among the emperor's concubines, usually only the queen is qualified to be buried with the emperor or in a separate tomb, while other concubines whose status does not reach the level are buried in the concubine's bedroom.
At this time, outside a palace outside the imperial concubine's bedroom, the queen led her maids to come.
"Your Majesty is inside?"
"Your Majesty summoned some generals inside."
The general and the queen were a little surprised, but instinctively did not interfere. She just nodded and prepared to go back first and come back later to ask for an audience.
It happened that the palace door opened at this time, and sure enough, I saw several generals who, although they had no robes and armor and only wore white linen filial belts, looked more powerful and majestic than the civilian officials, walked out of the palace.
"See the Queen."
"Good work, generals."
The queen and several generals who were holding fists and saluting nodded in agreement, and then walked towards the palace.
Emperor Ning Kang was reading with his head down at the desk in the palace. When he saw her coming in, he just glanced at her casually and said, "It's not the time for peace, what are you doing here?"
The queen walked to Emperor Ningkang gently and rubbed his shoulders. The queen was the only person in the entire harem who dared to make such an intimate move to Emperor Ningkang without being a bed attendant.
"Your Majesty has been worrying about the concubine for many days, so you should take care of your dragon body. Some less important things should be left to the ministers to worry about.
Your Majesty is working so hard, I think the concubine will feel distressed if she is alive in heaven."
The empress was only a few years younger than Emperor Ningkang, and her face had obvious traces of time. But she had a kind of quiet and peaceful beauty. This kind of beauty did not fade with the passage of time, but became more condensed and deeper.
Even Emperor Ning Kang had a hint of warmth in his eyes at this time, and he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
The queen knew Emperor Ningkang's character, so she did not try to persuade him any more. Instead, she called the palace maid to come forward, filled half a bowl of the cooked soup, and told him the reason for her visit.
"Just now, Sanpin Gaoming of Ningguo Mansion came to see me, saying that her father-in-law passed away suddenly, and wanted to ask for a favor to allow her to return to Beijing in advance to take care of his funeral arrangements.
I thought that the matter here was basically over, and I heard her say that there was no one in the family who could take charge of the matter, so I took it upon myself to make the decision and agreed to her."
Emperor Ningkang sipped the soup sent by his wife and listened unconsciously to what she said.
He originally didn't care about these things. In this regard, the emperor and the empress were no different from ordinary families in the world. The male dominated the outside and the female dominated the household.
The empress is the mother of a country and rules over the domestic and foreign wives. Under normal circumstances, Emperor Ningkang would not interfere. However, the empress obviously considered whether her favor would affect Emperor Ningkang's arrangements, so she came to tell him specifically.
But as he listened, Emperor Ning Kang suddenly realized that the Ningguo Mansion was just another branch of the Jia family's twin houses.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve only heard the word “Rong Guo Mansion” in my ears all these years, so when I suddenly heard the name Ning Guo Mansion, it felt a little strange.
Of course, it was just a momentary feeling. Although the Ningguo Mansion had already declined to the point where it was easy to be ignored, Emperor Ningkang still had a basic understanding of the founding government.
After thinking for a while, he asked: "Sanpingaoming? Jia Zhen? His father is...?"
The Queen smiled and said: "Your Majesty actually forgot that he was Jia Jing, the son of Jia Daihua. When Your Majesty was still in hiding, this man had been awarded the Jinshi of Yimao Branch. In the circle of nobles in the capital at that time, he caused quite a stir.
Quite a noise."
"It turns out it's him." Emperor Ning Kang sneered inexplicably.
"How did you die?"
"I don't know the specific concubine. I just heard from Mr. You that his father-in-law seemed to have been practicing in a Taoist temple outside the city. He died in the Taoist temple for some reason. Maybe his life was up."
Emperor Ning Kang didn't care too much. He was originally an insignificant figure.
He didn't know what he was thinking of. Emperor Ning Kang put down the spoon in his hand and sneered: "Imagine that the Jia family has two sons, so prestigious! Who would have expected that among the descendants, except for one Jia Lian, who is still useful, the rest are just wine bags and rice bags."
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Especially the Ningguo Mansion, each one is more of a bastard than the last..."
Emperor Ningkang obviously wanted to rant, but he suddenly remembered that this was the resting place of his biological mother, the concubine, and he stopped talking.
He also thought that although Jia Jing was extremely stupid, he was the grandson of Ning Guogong and had an extraordinary status. Now that he was dead, it was the time for the royal family to show its favor.
So he asked: "What position did Jia Jing hold during his lifetime?"
How did the Queen know about this problem? She thought to herself that if she had known that His Majesty was so concerned, she would have done more homework before coming.
Just as he was about to send someone to inquire, Dai Quan, who had been waiting with his head bowed for a long time, bowed his waist and said with a flattering smile: "There is no need to send people to inquire anymore. This servant knows more about the affairs of the Jia family."
"Although Jia Jing is the son of the first-class divine general Dai Huagong, he is just like the folk alchemists who like to burn elixirs, refine mercury, and seek immortality.
After Duke Daihua died, he was supposed to inherit the title, but he didn't pay any attention to it and let his son Jia Zhen inherit it.
Although he has fame and honor, he does not hold any position in the court, so this Jia Jing is white from beginning to end."
This is the reason why eunuchs have been prone to arrogating power since ancient times. The confidant eunuchs like Dai Quan who followed the emperor had a clear understanding of the situation inside and outside the palace, and in the government and the public, and they might know more than the emperor.
Coupled with the inherent advantage of having the emperor's favor and trust, if the emperor becomes a little confused, how can he not have the opportunity to hold power?
When he heard that Jia Jing was indeed white, Emperor Ning Kang told Dai Quan, "Although Jia Jing is white and has done nothing for the country, in memory of his grandfather's achievements, he posthumously awarded him the post of fifth-grade captain.
In addition, his descendants are allowed to carry the coffin into the capital from the lower gate of the north and enter his private residence for burial. Those who are from the king to the duke in the court are allowed to offer sacrifices."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Emperor Ning Kang can be regarded as giving grace to Jia Jing based on his actual situation.
If he is given the post of fifth rank, Jia Jing's funeral affairs can be handled according to the regulations of fifth rank officials.
But after all, the fifth rank is a lower rank. Most of the Jia family's old friends and relatives are from the Xun family, and the head of the family is not low in rank. Even if Jia Jing was posthumously awarded the fifth rank, many people cannot go to express their condolences in person according to regulations, so
The king is also specially allowed to offer sacrifices to the king.
After the decree was passed down, Jia's mother and other members of the Jia family who were still in the imperial mausoleum were naturally grateful.
After thanking you, You packed his bags and rushed back to the capital with his family and servants.
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Beijing.
Jia Lian's ability to handle funerals has reached the level of proficiency.
Over the years, he has successively arranged funerals for Lin Ruhai and his wife, Jia She, Jia Zhen and his son, etc., and has accumulated rich experience.
Now, as for Jia Jing's funeral, it is naturally within reach.
Therefore, when You returned home a few days later, what he saw was a Ningguo Mansion that was hung with white sails but was very orderly and meticulous.
The imperial edict from Xiaoci County was rushed back to the capital, naturally faster than Youshi's arrival in the car. Therefore, before she returned home, Jia Lian had sent Jia Jing's coffin from Tiequan Temple back to Ningguo Mansion.
In Ning Xuantang, the main room.
While holding her son in her arms, You asked about the situation in Qin Keqing's house, especially Jia Jing's funeral arrangements.
However……
"Second uncle has already asked Mr. Lai to prepare them."
"This is ready too."
"Also, everyone has been asked to prepare."
Qin Keqing's mouth was full of answers like this. This made You, who had racked his brains along the way and was afraid that something would go wrong in Jia Jing's funeral and make others laugh, felt very uncomfortable.
After hesitating for a moment, You asked: "Then, what do you think is the most important thing next?"
"Well……"
Looking at You's somewhat tangled look, Qin Keqing suddenly understood You's thoughts and couldn't help but smile, "My mother-in-law only needs to go to the master's grave on time every day to keep vigil, and... if there are other ladies coming,
To pay homage, my wife will just receive you when the time comes. You don’t need to do anything else, because Uncle Lian has arranged everything."
Youshi smacked her lips. She vaguely remembered that on the carriage, she lamented that she would be very busy again after returning to Beijing.
But judging from the current situation, it seems that she is thinking a little more.
So she finally asked: "Where is his second uncle?"
"I came here this morning, arranged some things and then left the city. He seems to be very busy recently. He goes out of the city every day and comes back very late. I don't know what he is busy with..."
Qin Keqing was a little embarrassed, as if she was complaining that Jia Lian was too busy and neglected her, a great beauty.
But soon her eyes were filled with a strong fox smile. She remembered that Jia Lian had helped arrange the funerals in Ningguo Mansion these days, and she, the eldest mistress of Ningguo Mansion, had helped, and she would ask Jia Lian for advice whenever she had the chance.
These are beautiful and happy days.
Youshi didn't realize what Qin Keqing was "giggling" about, she just felt that this woman was always flirting.
He had no intention of lecturing him, and just sighed: "He has so many important things to do outside, yet he still has to spend so much time and energy helping us arrange the funeral of the master. Today is still his birthday..."
Hearing Youshi's words, Qin Keqing was stunned, and then said: "Yes, it's a pity that filial piety to the country and family means filial piety. Otherwise, on days like this, the family must be well organized."
As he said that, Qin Keqing saw that apart from a pair of little ones, there was only one Silver Butterfly girl left in the room, and he couldn't help but laugh and said to Youshi: "My mother-in-law came back just now with a dusty face. She must have been thinking about Uncle Lian's birthday and didn't dare to delay it. So.
Hurry and take your time on the road, you will get home today, am I right?"
Qin Keqing's words immediately made You lower his head in embarrassment, feeling that his face was a little hot.
Seeing Qin Keqing's smiling face, Youshi couldn't defeat him after all. He put his son down and said, "I'll go check on the old lady first. You can take more care of things here."
After saying that, he slipped away directly. Qin Keqing smiled on the spot, stepped forward and teased the two little ones in the cradle for a while, and then got up and went to the mourning hall in the outer courtyard.
Because most of the dignitaries in the capital followed Shengjia to the imperial mausoleum, very few people came to express condolences these days, and there wasn't much going on in the mourning hall. Qin Keqing simply took care of it and went back to the house to rest.
Suddenly hearing that Jia Lian was coming back, she hurriedly changed her clothes and came to the front.