In the twelfth lunar month of the fifty-first year of Kangxi's reign, the wind and snow were freezing.
In such cold winter days, it is the time when family members are most likely to die.
But Shu Jin never expected that Kangxi would die this winter!
When the news came, it happened to be the twelfth lunar month. Shu Jin had just eaten half a bowl of red bean porridge with Tian Shen when he saw eunuch Zhang Shoufa running in with a solemn expression and reported: "Master, the emperor has passed away!"
With a clang, the spoon fell into the empty porridge bowl, making a crisp impact sound.
"What?!" Shu Jin suspected that he was hearing hallucinations in his ears.
Zhang Shoufa knelt down and said with a hint of tears: "The mountain collapsed! The emperor issued a decree before his death, passing the throne to our prince! The palace has sent a carriage, please pack it up quickly! Fujin... ah no,
The mistress sent a message asking everyone to go to Danhua Hall for a lecture."
After saying that, Zhang Shoufa had already brought up the white mourning clothes.
Shu Jin felt like he was in a dream. After a long time, he smelled the howling north wind outside and woke up from the dream!
Kangxi is dead!!
Died ten years early!!
Everything is so absurd, and it seems like there was a foreshadowing!
Shu Jin took a deep breath. No matter what, the final winner was Yongzheng. For her, this was not only not a bad thing, but a good thing!
One person can ascend to heaven with the help of chickens and dogs. What's more, she is a concubine with a son, how can she be the chief?
Um... Yongzheng shouldn't be stingy about a concubine, right?
Taking another deep breath, Shu Jin tried her best to calm down, and quickly asked Hanshuang to get a thick mink jacket. She didn't want to be cold in the cold winter, and then she put on the mourning clothes and took off the clothes.
There are not many pearls on the head.
As for Tianshen's baby, he is also dressed normally, wearing fur underneath and mourning clothes outside!
Then he whispered to Aunt Lanruo: "Go and prepare two handkerchiefs soaked in ginger juice."
This was about going to the palace to mourn, and she had no feelings for the old emperor. She would definitely not be able to cry based on her own emotions. The same was true for Tianshen.
"The slave is spared, but the master is at ease."
He secretly packed two packs of snacks and stuffed them into his sleeves, then picked up the hot hand stove and headed to the Danhua Hall of his descendant Fujin.
At this time, the Danhua Hall was filled with mournful white. From the direct descendants of Fujin to the concubines like them, they were all dressed in pretty white. There were also three emperors, Hongshi, Yuanshou, and Tianshen, all dressed in the same color.
It's like his biological father died... ah no, it's like his biological grandfather died.
Fu Jin also had a sad look on her face. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and tears welled up in her eyes. Shu Jin couldn't help but secretly think that Fu Jin's handkerchief was probably made of some stuff...
"Your Majesty was in the prime of his life, how could he have imagined that such tragic news would come to him?" His descendant Fujin couldn't help but sob and shed tears. He was a filial daughter-in-law!
The people below also had to moan a few times and make some noises. For a while, the hall was filled with howls like ghosts and wolves, and accompanied by the whistling north wind outside, it looked particularly eerie and terrifying!
After crying for a while, his direct descendant Fuji Jinfu regained his composure and said with a cold face: "The late emperor will be buried in heaven, and the whole country will be mourned. After twenty-seven days, our prince will be enthroned as emperor and rule the world. You also
You should respect your status, especially at funerals. No one should lose their manners! Otherwise, don’t blame me for ignoring our past feelings!!"
By the end of the speech, he was already a bit harsh.
Everyone had to stand up quickly and unanimously said "yes".
Shu Jin couldn't help but look at Li Gege, whose waist was swollen... She was more than five months pregnant and had to mourn, but she didn't know if she could bear it.
It's just that the direct descendant Fujin looked like he didn't see it. Shu Jin frowned secretly. She also knew that the rules in the feudal era were more important than human life! Now that the emperor is dead, who dares to be rude to the dead emperor?
At this moment, Li Gege timidly said: "Fu Jin, I am humble, do you want to go together to express my condolences?"
His concubine Fujin glanced at Li Gege's waist indifferently and said calmly: "Although you have a low status, you will also be the emperor's concubine in the future. How can you be rude in front of the emperor's funeral?!"
Li Gege's face turned pale with fright, and he suddenly did not dare to speak.
Shu Jin sighed and couldn't help thinking that it seemed that in history, Concubine Nian attended Kangxi's funeral while pregnant, but the child died after birth... Now that Kangxi died early, Concubine Nian was lucky. It was also Li Gege's bad luck.
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Li Gege was at a loss and couldn't help but look at the people in the hall. She first looked at Li Fujin, who turned away and pretended not to see them. As for the others, they were all concubines. Who is more noble than the other?
Who is qualified to ask for this kind of love?
Although Shu Jin felt pity for Li Gege, he didn't dare to be the one who stood out.
"Okay!" said Fujin with a straight face, "The carriage entering the palace is already waiting outside the palace. The funeral in the palace cannot be delayed. You can follow me into the palace now!"
Shu Jin secretly spat, now claiming to be "this palace"? Yongzheng hadn't even ascended the throne yet!
But at this time, who dares to contradict Fujin?
Walking out of Danhua Hall, Shu Jin looked at Li Gege holding her waist and walking cautiously. She couldn't help but feel soft, so he slowed down and handed her the flat gold hand stove in his sleeve. - Li Gege came in a hurry,
He didn't even prepare a hand stove! How pitiful.
Shu Jin did not look at Li Gege's expression, but quickly followed behind Li Fujin. The nanny hugged Tian Shen tightly and followed her quickly.
Li Gege stared blankly at Geng Gege's hurried back. She touched the warmth in her sleeves and felt a little warm in her heart.
Song Gege hurriedly reminded: "It's cold, hurry up and get out of the house and get on the carriage."
Li Gege's eyes were slightly wet and he hurriedly walked away with Song Gege.
Brother Yuanshou and his direct descendant Fujin rode in the same car, Brother Hongshi and Li Zifujin rode in the same car, Shu Jin rode with his Tianshen Fatty, and the rest of the concubines Gege rode with two people in one car.
.It seems fair, but can the carriages of the direct Fujin and side Fujin grades have the same specifications as the carriages of the concubine Gege?
"Mom?" Although Tian Shen's baby was young, he still noticed that something big had happened.
Shu Jin hurriedly hugged his child and said, "It's okay, just follow my mother." - This little child also had to kneel down and cry, and his little knees didn't know if he could bear it. Time was urgent and there was no time to rush.
Knee pads, luckily if you wear thick ones in the winter, you should be able to get through it.
The carriages were busy, carrying the wives, concubines, and concubines of the new emperor, heading towards the Forbidden City in the cold winter and snowy season.
Shu Jin originally thought that he could drive directly into the palace, but unexpectedly, he thought too much, and the carriage stopped at Shunzhen Gate. The female family members and three children were once again exposed to the biting cold wind. Fortunately, a warm sedan came to greet them. After all, they were entering the palace now.
The palace is the future queen, the prince and the empress, especially the young masters, can they be neglected easily?
But... there are only five warm sedan chairs.
Shu Jin secretly frowned. This should be calculated based on the number of direct Fujin, side Fujin, and three younger brothers. Yuanshou Tianshen is still young, so she and Niu Hulu, his two biological mothers, can follow him. Used to warm the car...
But you don’t have to worry about walking to the Qianqing Palace on your legs—the distance between Donghua Gate and the Qianqing Palace is no joke. Even if the status is undecided, who dares to neglect the future ladies?
In addition to warm sedans, there are also a sufficient number of open sedans.
What is "ming sedan chair"?
It's the kind with a 360-degree panoramic sunroof...
That is, Jianyu.
By the way, it would be refreshing and breathable to sit here when the weather is hot, but it is the twelfth lunar month!!
Shu Jin also knew that the palace was not deliberately being lazy. After all, today, there were too many people entering the palace to express their condolences. I am afraid that some of the princes and clan members had to go to the Qing Palace to express their condolences on their legs!
His descendant Fujin looked at Yuan Shou in the nanny's arms, and then said to Niu Hulu, "Brother Yuan Shou has given you the warm sedan chair." This was the largest and most spacious warm chair where Yuan Shou sat. The meaning of sedan chair.
Mrs. Niu Hulu couldn't help but said with gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for your grace!"
The four words "Master and Empress" greatly pleased the future queen, but she could only suppress her smile, but her tone was much gentler: "Okay, you guys should hurry up and get on the sedan!"
Shu Jin looked at his direct descendants Fujin, Xiang Fujin, Niu Hulu, and his third elder brother Hongshi, who all got into the warm sedan. Then he also stuffed Yuan Shou into the small sedan, and then looked at his body shivering in the cold wind. Li Gege couldn't help but feel soft again. He took two steps forward, pulled Li Gege's sleeve, and whispered: "Help me take care of Tianshen."
Li Gege was stunned for a moment.
Song Gege saw this and hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing.
Shu Jin hurriedly urged in a low voice: "Go quickly, we can't delay the mourning." Then he quickly climbed onto the shoulder carriage at the back.
Li Gege's eyes instantly turned red. She bit her lip and said, "Thank you, Sister Geng." After stroking her belly, she finally accepted this "reward for nothing."
