Another seven days passed, and it was impossible for Jia She not to go back.
It wasn't the old lady who was urging me, it was mainly because it was time for Jia Jing's funeral.
According to the rules, when the emperor dies, his spirit remains suspended for forty-nine days.
The duke died, and his soul was suspended for twenty-eight days.
Hundreds of officials died, suspended from the 14th to the 21st.
If a scholar is not rewarded, he will be suspended for seven days.
When a civilian dies, his body is suspended for three days.
Although Jia Jing abandoned his official position long ago and went to cultivate immortality, he still served as the fourth-rank Shao Zhanshi of Zhan Shifu in the East Palace, and he also had the title of second-rank general. The duke is not considered a prince, but it is more than enough to stop the spirit for twenty-one days.
However, Jia Jing's death was so bizarre that his family members, including Jia Jing's son Jia Zhen, unanimously believed that it would be better to lay him to rest as early as the 14th.
Moreover, as a posthumous gift from the royal family, a civil servant who was a fifth-rank political official had also arrived.
The former fourth-rank Shao Zhan passed away, but was given the title of prose official by the royal family, who was promoted to the fifth-rank official. The attitude of the Second Saint towards Jia Jing is self-evident.
Just make do, just bury it quickly!
Jia Hui also heard from Dai Quan that the emperor muttered something when he heard the news of Jia Jing's death.
Finally died.
However, thanks to the posthumous gift from the royal family, Jia Jing's funeral became an official funeral, and he could justifiably return to the city for the funeral.
Naturally, the Jia family had no objections, and Jia Zhen, the sufferer, also felt that this way of death was really shameful, and it was only right that the old father should be laid to rest as soon as possible.
But even if you want to bury it as early as possible, you still have to go through the process.
It was shameful, Jia Jing was the head of the Jia family after all, and a Jinshi of Yimao Branch. No matter what, all the nobles and Jinshis of the same discipline came to see him off.
On the ninth day of May in the seventh year of a person's birth, it is appropriate to be buried.
A group of distinguished relatives and senior men from Yi Mao Ke who are currently in Beijing gathered in Ningguo Mansion and saluted Jia Jing who was lying in the coffin with a strange expression.
Because of his posthumous official position, Jia Jing himself was also a Jinshi, so the coffin was also painted with vermilion paint.
This coffin was originally prepared by the Wu family in the eastern part of the city for their old man. It was made entirely of golden nan. However, the old man was similar in stature to Jia Jing, so he was half-purchased and half-robbed by Jia Zhen.
Don't worry if there are too many lice, Ningguo Mansion is already dead, so it doesn't matter if you add another one to the reputation of forcing people to buy longevity materials.
"Alas, General Jia, my condolences."
A civil servant with gray beard and hair bowed to the coffin, sighed and comforted Jia Zhen, who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word to thank the guests.
In fact, according to his literary talent as a Jinshi, he shouldn't say this directly.
However, the father and son were so funny that it was hard to say anything.
If a piece of mud cannot hold up the wall, you may not be able to understand what you are saying.
That's all, whatever comes to your mind.
In the distance, a group of nobles who had bid farewell to Jia Jing early gathered together and were sighing and talking.
Among the four kings, Mu Xingsi, the only one in the capital of Dongping County, also came to Ning Mansion to see the old brother off.
Chen Si, the son-in-law of the Jia family, was also present.
The status of these two people was too high, so they could only be received by Jia She Jia Hui and his son. The status of the rest of the Jia family, even the suffering owner Jia Zhen, was somewhat low.
"Alas, you are talking about respecting brother." Mu Xingsi shook his head in confusion. He also grew up in Beiping City with the Jia brothers, but he and Jia Jing could not play together.
I thought I would take advantage of this opportunity to go to Beijing on business and come to Jia's house to make friends with Jia Hui, who was in charge of the entire military affairs of Daqi. But who would have thought that Jia Jing was gone?
"Don't say that, maybe Brother Jing has really become an immortal." Niu Jizong, the current Zhen Bo of Zhen Guogong Mansion, tried to save Jia Jing's face.
"It doesn't matter. Regardless of whether he becomes an immortal or not, this body will always be buried." Liu Fang shrugged and said indifferently.
"Okay, stop talking. It's time for the funeral." The head of the family, the third-rank general Ma Shang, appeared in the Duke Zhiguo's mansion, and his tone was a little impatient.
Jia Hui, who was talking to Mu Xingsi, gave Ma Shang a strange look.
Is he irritable? Why should he be upset that Jia Jing is dead?
"Lieutenant, what's wrong?" Mu Xingsi was a little confused when he saw Jia Hui looking towards Ma Shang.
"Ah, it's nothing. I just don't know why Uncle Ma is so angry."
"Hey, Lieutenant, you don't know something. Ever since Prince Li did what he did, the Ma family has not been doing so well. If it weren't for Brother Jing who wanted to provide financial support in private for the sake of his relatives, he would have ruled the country. The government has collapsed a long time ago. He is worried about the livelihood of the whole family!" Mu Xingsi looked at Ma Shang who was sulking there with disdain and said with some disdain.
"I see." Jia Hui nodded approvingly.
Jia Jing supports the Ma family?
No matter what, the Ma family is still the residence of the Duke of Guo. Ma Shang still has the title of a third-grade general, and he is still in love in the army. There is no way he can live in such a miserable state!
check!
"Ah, by the way, Lieutenant, when I returned to Beijing the day before yesterday, I brought along the Japanese envoys who came to pay tribute this year. Huh, the envoys have changed again." As the current admiral of the Donghai Navy, Mu Xingsi had always looked down on this group of Japanese, but the Japanese's tribute was more important, so he patiently escorted them to the capital of the gods.
"Oh, how much tribute did you pay this year? Shibo, tell me." Jia Hui became interested.
"Five hundred kilograms of gold, two hundred thousand taels of silver." Mu Xingsi suppressed the joy in his heart, pursed his lips and squeezed out the answer.
"That's 30,000 taels more silver than last year. What do they want?"
It can't be that because there was a lot of silver refined this year, you just gave me an extra 30,000 taels when you were happy, right?
They must be asking for something.
"Actually, it's a strange thing. There is a daimyo named Oda who occupies Owari and Mino, which is equivalent to the North China Plain. In September last year, he controlled Kinki of the Japanese Kingdom and supported Ashikaga Yoshiaki to become the shogun. He wanted to cross the border. To confer the title of King of Japan, please come directly to us, Daqi, to ask for the honor and righteousness."
"Asking for righteousness from the imperial court? What does he want to do?" Jia Hui probably knows who it is, Kimura Taku, Oda Nobunaga.
"I heard that Oda's retainer, the deputy envoy named Akechi Mitsuhide, said that Oda wanted to 'distribute military force across the world'. Haha, it's really interesting. He probably wanted to replace the Ashikaga clan and become the new general to conquer the barbarians." When he arrived at Oda Nobunaga, Mu Xingsi couldn't help but twitch his lips, not sure if he was admiring or mocking him.
Based on Mu Xingsi's understanding of the Japanese kingdom, it's impossible for Oda to want to replace the Japanese king, right?
"The world is full of force. Do you want to seize the world by force? Whether you can unify the four islands is another matter. The key is, Shibo, are you willing to let him unify?" Jia Hui looked mocking.
"How is that possible? A Japanese country that is divided and having a civil war is a good Japanese country, and it is more in line with the interests of Daqi. Isn't that right, Taiwei?" Mu Xingsi also narrowed his eyes and spoke in an arrogant tone.
Jia Hui smiled and said nothing.
Yes, it would be more in the interest of Da Qi to divide the Japanese state, which was fighting among itself.
However, should we give Oda Nobunaga the title of righteousness?
talk later.
. . . . . .
The scale of Jia Jing's funeral is far less than that of Qin Keqing's funeral in the original work.
Qin Keqing's funeral was large-scale, and political factors and other additional factors accounted for more, which elevated her to an incredible position after she should not have been buried in such a luxurious and luxurious manner.
After all, there were only 64 people carrying her coffin, and there were only 128 people carrying the coffin for the emperor's funeral!
Even if Qin Keqing's identity is really the posthumous daughter of a thousand-year-old woman, no, even if she is the emperor's direct princess, there are only sixty-four people to carry the coffin.
And who is Qin Keqing, who is just the daughter-in-law of the Jia family, and has not yet been taken as a daughter-in-law? Is it also suitable for the funeral scale of a princess?
That doesn't make sense.
The whole ridiculous funeral seemed to be just a way for the founding fathers and the emperor's party, led by the four princes and eight princes, to use the death of this poor woman to show their unity and demonstrate against the emperor.
And no one cares about this poor woman, not even her brother Qin Zhong cares about her. The only person who seemed to care about her was her father-in-law, who was responsible for her own suicide. Was he feeling sad for her?
Jia Jing's funeral was much more normal.
Of the four kings, only one, Prince Dongping, came, but all the princes came.
All the heads of Hachiko's family of the same rank are here, as it should be.
The other nobles in Beijing also set up sacrificial tents on the roadside, and everything was so orderly.
The coffin was sealed and the funeral was carried out. The red-lacquered golden nan coffin was taken out of the coffin. It was not carried by people, but was pulled by four pairs of pommel horses.
The main reason is that the journey is too long, and it has to be sent all the way from Luoyang to Jinling.
The servants of the Ningguo Mansion also raised their flags and wrote a letter: "The Emperor Qi Gao conferred the coffin of Zhan Shi, the official of Fengzheng, who was formerly the Young Master of Zhan Shifu of the East Palace."
The hearse has a bamboo frame on top, knotted with colors, curtains on the sides, and tassels hanging from the four corners. Zhuo Huang, Zhuo Gu and blue.
After the hearse came the funeral procession. All the men of the Jia family went out. Those who were in the fifth robe wore corresponding mourning clothes, and those who were not in the fifth robe wore white clothes. In addition, the old relatives and the in-laws of the Jia family, even if Jia Jing's funeral was already very hasty and shabby, but a huge funeral procession was still assembled.
This is where the big family shows its power and connections.
Jia Hui also followed the funeral procession wearing four small clothes, silently following the hearse.
Jia Jing died, and Xiu Yi found no evidence of accidental murder. He escaped perfectly, and the Jia family finally got out of the quagmire of Prince Li.
There is no need to worry about when he will be inexplicably implicated and die.
Next, just keep an eye on the second wife and the old lady, and don't let them take risks in order to stand up and get involved in serious crimes such as seizing the rightful son, which would kill the Yi Tribe and the Nine Tribes.
Although Chen Si and Yuan Chun got married mainly to deepen their relationship with themselves. But in the final analysis, Jia Zheng and his wife are Yuanchun's parents. When Chen Si succeeds, they will inevitably benefit from it.
The one who needs to be closely monitored is the old lady!
God knows how many connections she has accumulated over the past few decades. What if the old lady loses her mind and runs to support the remnants of Prince Li, or secretly builds swords and armor for Baoyu to collect supplies for rebellion?
Don't tell me, the old lady might actually do this, or she might be instigated by Wang.
With his mind racing, the funeral procession also carried the coffin some distance outside the city gate.
It's enough here, there's no need to send it further.
After that, Jia Zhen and his son sent the coffin back to Jinling, and the next set of rituals and inscriptions were their own business in Jinling.
Finally, there was a ceremony to say goodbye to the farewell procession and the guests who came to the funeral.
Went back to Ningguo Mansion to wait for the banquet.
. . . . . .
Seven days have passed since Jia Jing's funeral.
Jia Hui also celebrated his twentieth birthday.
As Jia She said, after all, Jia Jing is an elder who has not yet left the fifth server, so Jia Hui also has to observe filial piety for a few days, at least to act like this.
Therefore, Jia Hui did not hold a birthday party, but instead had a whole beef feast with everyone in the big house by the small lake in the county mansion.
There was no other way. The cow made a mistake and tried to escape. However, it was shot dead by the butcher on the spot when it broke free from the rope and jumped over the fence.
It was not a problem to leave it there to rot, so the steward of the village sent the cow carcass to the county manor, and asked the wise and brave head of the family to think about how to deal with the cow carcass.
After seeing the cow carcass, the owner of the family was very sad. The cow should have had a wonderful life, but it was shot to death because it made a mistake and refused to admit it and wanted to escape from prison, ruining its life.
As for what mistake it made?
I don’t know, it’s just a mistake.
Otherwise, why would he be sent to the butcher?
"Lieutenant, Lieutenant?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Jia Hui woke up from the aftertaste of yesterday's sizzling beef leg roasted over charcoal fire, rubbing his head and looking at the clerk who was holding some documents and waiting for his instructions.
"Taiwei, the Prince of Dongping County brought me a document the day before yesterday for me to wait for approval. It is to build a batch of new weapons and equipment from the Linzi War Bureau. There are also twenty newly cast heavy artillery. It is said to be with your permission." The clerk was a little cautious and handed the document that was missing the seal given by Prince Dongping to Jia Hui.
"Ah, that's what happened. It's said that the North Korean navy has been very active recently and needs to prepare more armed alerts. Xiuyi's intelligence also said that many North Korean armies have archives of changes." He looked at the document in his hand. It was indeed the number of weapons and equipment that they had agreed upon when they had dinner with Mu Xingsi the day before yesterday. Jia Hui nodded, stamped the seal of the Zuo Army Commander, and then returned the document to the clerk.
"Yes!" The clerk quickly agreed. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped as if he thought of it.
"Lieutenant, there is one more thing. A few days ago, a Japanese delegation wanted to come to see you, saying that they hoped to persuade you to support their decision." The clerk quickly took out the greeting card in his arms. , held it in both hands and handed it to Jia Hui.
"A greeting card from the Japanese envoy." Jia Hui raised his eyebrows and opened the greeting card.
I had never heard of Shoshi Nijo Yukira, and seeing that his surname should be from a public family, he took the title of Shoshi.
Deputy Ambassador Akechi Mitsuhide, ha, Honnoji Temple Grill Master, this is the one in charge of the mission!
Deputy Ambassador Saito Yoshinaga, what is this weird thing?
The envoys who followed, Jia Hui, did not look any further.
They are not qualified to enter the Governor's Mansion to see him.
"Go and inform them that I will have time to see them at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. I will not be free at other times. It is only this one chance. Love will come or not."
Jia Jing's matter is over, a new plot will start tomorrow
(End of chapter)
