Jia Baoyu got out of the car, ignoring the many things, and hurried to the room where the spirit was suspended, and watched Qin Keqing cry bitterly.
Later, he went to see Mr. You. Unexpectedly, Mr. You had an old stomachache and was sleeping on the bed and it was inconvenient to see guests. After seeing him politely, he asked him to come out to see Jia Zhen.
Yun, Jia Qin, Jia Zhen, Jia Ping, Jia Zao, Jia Heng, Jia Fen, Jia Fang, Jia Lan, Jia Jun, Jia Zhi and other elders and juniors all came.
Strangely enough, Jia Rong did not cry when his wife died, but Jia Zhen, the father-in-law, cried like a tearful person.
Not only was she crying sadly, she also said to Jia Dairu and others: "Everyone in the family, including relatives and friends from far and near, knows that my daughter-in-law is ten times stronger than my son. Now that she has stretched out her legs, it can be seen that there is no one in this long house."
As he said that, he started crying again.
Seeing this, everyone felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't talk nonsense in the mourning hall, so they had to advise him: "The person has passed away, and there is no point in crying. It is more important to discuss how to take care of him."
After Jia Zhen heard this, she clapped her hands and said, "No matter how you cook it, I just try my best!"
Just as he was talking, he saw Qin Ye, Qin Zhong and several of You's relatives, You's sisters. Because You's sick couldn't get out of bed, Jia Zhen had to order Jia Qiong, Jia Chen, Jia Lin,
Jia Qiang and four others went to accompany the guests.
Later, he ordered people to ask the Yin and Yang Division of the Imperial Heavenly Supervisor to choose a date, and chose the seventh or forty-ninth day for the funeral. The funeral will be held three days later and the obituary will be delivered.
On these forty-nine days, one hundred and eight Zen monks are invited to worship the Great Compassion Repentance in the hall, to transcend the souls of the past and present, so as to avoid the sins of the deceased.
Another altar was set up on the Tianxiang Tower, where ninety-nine Quanzhen Taoist priests spent forty-nine days to resolve their grievances and cleanse their sins. Then they laid their souls in Huifang Garden, in front of which there were fifty other eminent monks and fifty other high priests.
Tao, do good deeds to the altar according to the seven rules.
When Jia Jing learned that his eldest grandson's daughter-in-law was dead, he knew that the matter would probably be exposed, and he would have to ascend sooner or later. How could he go home and be stained with the world of mortals again, and all his previous achievements would be wasted.
Therefore, he pretended not to care and let Jia Zhen cook as she pleased.
Seeing that her father didn't care about her, Jia Zhen indulged in luxury. When she was looking at the board, she felt that several pairs of fir boards were useless. By chance, she met Xue Pan who came to ask questions, so she asked him if he had any good wood.
Although Xue Pan's family moved out of Jia's house, they were still relatives. Seeing that Jia Zhen was looking for a good board, he said: "We have a pair of boards in the wood shop called Qiang wood. They were made on Huanghai Tiedang Mountain and made into coffins."
, but it will last forever.
This was brought by my late father back then. It was originally requested by Prince Yoichitada, Chitose, but he never took it away because he broke something. It is still sealed in the store, and no one dares to bid for it. If you want it, bring it up.
Let’s do it.”
When Jia Zhen heard about it, she was overjoyed and immediately ordered someone to carry it.
After a while, the wood was carried up, and the bottom was eight inches thick. The texture was like betel nut, and the taste was like sandalwood and musk. It was clasped with hands, and the jingles were like gold and jade.
When everyone saw this, they were all surprised and praised.
Jia Zhen got this good wood, and her face became a little happy, and she asked with a smile: "I wonder how much this wood is worth"
Xue Pan smiled and said: "If I bring you a thousand taels of silver, I'm afraid there will be nowhere to buy it. Whatever is priceless, just reward them with a few taels of wages."
When Jia Zhen heard about it, she was so busy thanking him that she ordered him to cut off the saw and paint.
Jia Zheng had long felt that something was wrong. When he saw that he really carried this wood to make a coffin, he quickly advised: "This thing may not be available to many people. It is better to bury it in high-quality fir wood."
At this time, Jia Zhen wished she could not die on behalf of the Qin family. How could she be willing to listen to this, so she naturally ignored his advice.
While everyone was talking, they suddenly heard Qin's maid Ruizhu. Seeing that Qin was dead, she also hit the pillar and died.
After hearing this, everyone was filled with admiration. Jia Zhen was buried with the rites of her granddaughter and her body was laid to rest in the Dengxian Pavilion in Huifang Garden.
When the little maid Baozhu saw that Mrs. Qin had nothing to do, she said she was willing to be her adopted daughter and take the oath to be responsible for the funeral.
After Jia Zhen heard this, she was overjoyed and passed it on immediately. From then on, everyone called Baozhu Miss.
After hearing this, Baozhu felt more and more that she had done the right thing, so she mourned in front of the spirit as an unmarried girl should.
Therefore, the members of the He clan and all the people in the family all acted according to the old system, and there was no disorder.
The next day, Jiusi and Daiyu learned of the incident. They first rushed to Rongqing Hall to join the Jia family, and then rushed to Ning Mansion to worship together.
Because Youshi was ill, there were no female relatives who could take charge of the ceremony, so the men who came to greet them were the male masters Jia Zhen and Jia Rong.
The group of people met each other and worshiped according to the rules. Then, they went to see Youshi again, comforted her, and then left.
Back at the Hemerocallis Hall, Daiyu was still crying at Qin Keqing, who was still young and beautiful. Jiusi didn't know how to persuade her, so he had to sit there and let her cry.
After crying for a while, Daiyu finally stopped crying and asked with sobs: "Sister, why did you say she died suddenly at such a young age?"
Of course Jiusi couldn't tell her the inside story, so he had to say: "Everyone has his own destiny. No one knows which one will come first tomorrow or the accident, just like our life and death. Who can say for sure!"
When Daiyu heard this, she couldn't help but think of her physical condition, and frowned and said: "If she has such a good body, then wouldn't I..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiusihe stopped him: "Don't talk nonsense. Those words can be nonsense. You haven't seen her a few times. How do you know that her body is better than yours? You don't know that the mental illness is as bad as the body."
Diseases are much more difficult to treat.
Okay, you've cried too much today, so go back and rest."
Seeing that she was angry, Daiyu didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. She responded in a dull voice and let Xueyan help her back to the house to rest.
After she left, Jiusi asked Yiyue: "Is the person really gone, or was he replaced by the emperor's people?"
Because there were so many people there today, and she was not familiar with the person, she didn't look at the body in the coffin. Instead, she kept staring at it in January, maybe she knew something.
January handed her an address: "As for the girl, she is indeed dead. She is depressed and wants to die. Even the best doctor can't save her.
However, the body in the Ning Mansion was not hers. The emperor seemed unwilling to let her enter the Jia family's tomb, nor did he want her to enter her family's cemetery, so he had the body transported out and buried in an imperial mansion.
, Let someone watch it."
Jiusi picked up the address and looked at it. After a moment of silence, he burned the address.
"It's true that good words can't persuade the damn ghost. She did it knowingly that it was impossible. Even if she dies, it's her fate. She doesn't have to keep an eye on the Ning Mansion anymore."
Qin Keqing is dead, how long can Jia Jing live? How long can the Jia family exist?
After two days of busy work, Jia Zhen remembered that Jia Rong was just a supervisor. She was worried that it would not look good when writing on the list of spiritual banners, and there were not many deacons, so she felt very uncomfortable.
Coincidentally, on the fourth day of the first seventh month, Grandpa Dai came to offer sacrifices. Jia Zhen hurriedly went to greet him, so she took the opportunity to say that she wanted to donate her future to Jia Rong.
Eunuch Dai agreed and said with a smile, "I didn't mention it before, but now I think it's just to make the funeral more glamorous."
