Rehearsal of grasping the week once a day is a project arranged by Shu Jin for Tianshen these days. Only when the grasp is correct, can you eat and play. If you grab a snack, not only will you not be able to eat it, but all the desserts for today will also be eaten.
Deduct.
I have to say, the effect is quite good.
In this way, Shu Jin can wait for her first birthday with peace of mind.
Unexpectedly, a huge change happened first.
On this day, the eunuch Zhang Shoufa ran in in a panic and said, "Gege, there is news in the front yard that our prince has suddenly been summoned to the palace."
Shu Jin blinked: "It's just entering the palace. Our prince is the prince's elder brother. This is a normal thing."
Zhang Shoufa said tremblingly: "However, news came from the palace that the deposed prince... seems to be dying soon."
"Huh?" Shu Jin was stunned for a moment, Yin Reng is about to die? How is that possible? This guy clearly lived until the Yongzheng Dynasty!
But she didn't know if Yinreng had any serious illness in the late Kangxi period. But thinking about it carefully, he must have had a hard time after being deposed and imprisoned. Now his temperature has just dropped again. Maybe he had a cold? Or was he ill on purpose?
So that the old man can feel softer?
I remember that when I was crippled, there was an incident about the eldest brother's witchcraft, which gave Yin Reng a chance to make a comeback.
Zhang Shoufa smiled and said: "The Thirteenth Master doesn't understand this even more. Although the Twelfth Master is young, he was the one who organized the funeral of the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, and it was very appropriate."
But his direct descendant Fujin looked seriously and said: "The news just came out from the palace that the second elder brother has died of illness."
Now it is obvious what etiquette should be followed in holding a funeral.
Shu Jin originally thought that this was just a small disturbance in the process of seizing the throne, and it would not even affect the protagonist, Prince Yong.
Looking at this mourning dress, Shu Jin still couldn't believe it. How could this history have gone awry? As a soul-piercing person, she didn't do anything. It shouldn't affect the life and death of the deposed prince, right?
I can’t figure it out!
At this time, Zhang Shoufa came back from inquiring about the news, "Gege, it seems that the second elder brother died last night. It is said that he had an emergency and the imperial doctor could not save him."
Who is dead?!
Thinking of this, Shu Jin said calmly: "The person responsible for guarding and restraining the second elder brother is Prince Cheng, and it has nothing to do with our prince." Even if there is a blame, it is the third brother's blame. It's okay.
Shu Jin secretly thought, logically speaking, Prince Cheng should not harm the deposed prince...but the deposed prince clearly lived until the Yongzheng Dynasty in history. So, who harmed the deposed prince?
You know, since the crown prince was deposed and put under house arrest, all the princes have been given errands and are idle at home. The only one who has the opportunity and the ability to do harm is the third child.
OK.
His direct descendant Fujin then said calmly: "Your Majesty has sent word that the house should be arranged according to etiquette. Hongshi, Yuanshou, and Tianshen need great service clothes. I have already sent people to make mourning clothes. From now on, Hua
Fine clothes, gold, silver, pearls and jade should all be eliminated."
"Wait a minute, I remember that the person in charge of guarding is Prince Cheng." Oh, this is his fault!
Zhang Shoufa said: "The Emperor was furious and scolded him for disregarding brotherhood and being mean to the second elder brother. He has already issued an order to deprive Prince Cheng of his title and send him to the prison of the clan's mansion!"
"Who is responsible for hosting the second elder brother's funeral? And what regulations are followed?" Shu Jin quickly asked two important topics at the moment.
Shu Jin's head almost exploded thinking about it, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Zhang Shoufa hurriedly said: "Of course our prince is responsible for presiding over it, but he is not good at it. He has recommended the Twelve Masters to help, and the emperor has already approved it. As for what specifications to follow, it has not been decided yet."
It's better to calm down and take your time to see what happens.
Teaching??
Didn’t you just train so early in the morning?
Shu Jin still disagreed, "Don't worry, the prince is here, we don't have to worry." - Even if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up.
As he said that, his descendant Fujin coldly turned his head away from Li Fujin's head full of gold and jade and his gorgeous national flag uniform.
Zhang Shufa was a good at inquiring about information. In the next few days, she got a lot of first-hand information one after another. There was also a debate in the court about the funeral of the second elder brother. Some Confucian officials and veterans in the court repeatedly begged to be crown prince.
Hong Xi, the eldest son of the former East Palace, also cried and begged to bury the second elder brother with the same ceremony.
Shu Jin scratched his head, but there was no reason for him to do such a thing that was harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.
The sun rises as usual and the days go by as usual.
Shu Jin:?!!!
The grand ceremony uniform was delivered in the evening. Since it was made urgently, the stitching was inevitably thicker and the material was fine linen. Fortunately, it was not too rough.
Zhang Shoufa was still terrified: "But this time, it seems... it really won't work!"
Alas, I didn’t expect that the deposed prince actually died?!
Oh, it turns out we caught a strong man.
But just after noon, the eunuch of Danhuatang urgently summoned all the courtyards, and Difujin summoned all the female relatives to come and lecture.
Everyone stood up quickly to accept the promise.
As a result, when I arrived at Danhua Hall, I saw that white cloth had just been hung outside the hall——
"Master Twelve? Not Master Thirteen?" Shu Jin was a little surprised. Didn't Yong Zheng have the best relationship with Lao Thirteen?
Shu Jin frowned, emergency? What a coincidence.
Shu Jin hurriedly got on top of Fatty Tianshen. She was a round, white ball, and there was no trace of sadness at all.
What's more, Prince Cheng and the deposed prince don't have any deep hatred.
How could this direct descendant of Fujin show off his authority in such a cold weather? Shu Jin cursed, but he quickly put on a cloak and slipped away.
Entering the hall, he saw that although his direct descendant Fujin was wearing plain clothes, he was not wearing linen or mourning. Shu Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not Prince Yong who died.
She yawned and went to greet him early in the morning before dawn. She was not interested in paying attention to what trouble the deposed prince had caused. She wanted to go back to sleep anyway.
Forget it, she is trapped in the inner house, how can she remotely deduce the real cause of the deposed prince's death?!
There was a lot of commotion for many days, but finally came the news that Kangxi had decreed that the second elder brother should be named Prince Heshuoli.
Shu Jin was shocked, second elder brother? Wasted prince? Yin Reng?! Dead?!
Concubines here, look at me and I look at you. After all, everyone is not familiar with this person. It’s just that the loss of the prince is a big deal. Although the prince has been deposed, he is still a prince after all.
And he is the elder brother of Prince Yong, so the Danhua Hall is hung with white cloth...
Well, it can’t be King Yong, right?
With the imperial edict and a person who specializes in funerals, Prince Yong will be able to handle things easily.
Although this deposed prince had ups and downs in his life and was tortured a lot, he was finally buried with great honors when he died. A prince and a concubine handled the funeral for him, which was considered as giving him the final honor.
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Although such mournful honor cannot satisfy Hongxi, the former eldest son of the East Palace.
But after this battle, Prince Yong seems to have become the first candidate for the throne.
The eldest brother was deprived of his title due to witchcraft, the second brother "died" of illness, and the third brother also lost his title and was imprisoned in the clan house because of his mean brother. As a result, Prince Yong is the eldest and has the highest title.
