"Old man, this is your fault. Do you know what's going on? You just teach people a lesson? It's just because the Yin Talisman is really difficult to solve, so we have to..." Xiao Chen also wanted to reason with Zhang Jiuzhi.
"Xiao Chen!" Ouyang Yunxiu scolded, "Stop talking."
"Nice words should be nice!" Zhang Jiu pointed out, "Let's all go, and don't bother me if you have nothing to do in the future!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... This is really boring to say, as if anyone is happy to scold anyone if they have nothing to do!" Xiao Chen was not happy to hear his words, "Master, Yunxiu, let's go!"
"Go, go, close the door." Zhang Jiuzhi waved his hand, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and couldn't stop day by day.
"Oh, by the way, I might really bother you these days. Your old man needs help." Xiao Chen had already gone out, but he opened the door again and poked his head in.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Jiuzhi opened his eyes instantly.
"Dig up graves and rob the imperial mausoleum." Xiao Chen said.
What Xiao Chen wants to steal is not the imperial mausoleum, but the imperial concubine.
Duanmu Nanqiao is going to die this morning, and the funeral shed should be located here. According to their agreement, Duanmu Nanqiao will leave his last words, asking the emperor to keep everything simple when handling her funeral affairs, and let her be laid to rest as soon as possible.
Therefore, her funeral ceremony should not be too complicated, and she will be buried within three days.
Although Ouyang Yunxiu said that she could survive seven days, Xiao Chen did not want her to lie alone in a cold coffin underground for seven days. As long as there was a chance, he would dig her out as soon as possible.
After returning home, I took the time to get some sleep. At midnight, someone from the palace came with the bad news that the imperial concubine suddenly fell ill this morning and asked Eunuch Xiao to come into the palace immediately to help with her funeral.
By the time Xiao Chen entered, the Bixiao Palace was already deserted. From a distance, he could hear loud cries. The queen, noble concubines, and concubines all came, crying in grief. There was no need to tell the truth from the lies one by one.
But Murong Danqiu was really crying. She was very close to Duanmu Nanqiao. Suddenly hearing the news of her death, she was really sad. She cried so hard that her eyes turned red.
Xiao Chen came over and pretended to cry twice, and immediately got into the mood, and as the owner of the West Factory, he started to help arrange the funeral arrangements.
Speaking of which, he is quite experienced. After all, he participated in the whole process of the prince's funeral last time, so his command was steady and orderly.
When Li Wanjiang heard the bad news, he couldn't help but sigh. My beloved concubine left me at a young age, which made me feel as sad as a white-haired person leaving a black-haired person.
There should have been a grand funeral and the whole country mourned, but since the imperial concubine left her last words to keep everything simple, it was better to follow her wishes.
Otherwise, it would be a failure of all her hard work!
Tell the Ministry of Rites that I want to personally give her a posthumous title. If nothing else, my beloved concubine is worthy of the title Renming...
You must know that royal funerals are extremely expensive. The last time the prince died, he spent more than one million taels of silver. This was only the direct cost, and the indirect cost was probably even more.
Not only does it cost money, it also delays a lot of things, because the ministers in the court have to come to worship in front of the spirit every day, and the relatives among them have to come to watch the spirit and cry at night.
Generally speaking, a funeral of this size will take at least seven or seventy-nine days. After so many days, not only will it be impossible to handle government affairs properly and timely, but it will also make everyone exhausted.
It's okay for the young ones, but the older ministers can't bear it. It would be even worse if they were bedridden because of it.
Duanmu Nanqiao's last words asked the emperor to keep everything simple, which was in line with Li Wanjiang's wishes, and of course he would comply.
As for the cause of Duanmu Nanqiao's death, it was actually a sudden death, but it certainly cannot be said that. After consultation and deliberation, the imperial doctors reported that the cause of death was due to accidental wind and cold, which made him unable to sleep.
Because the imperial concubine was already very weak, and she also had some medical skills, she also prepared some pills to replenish the vital energy and take them all year round.
She had felt unwell a few days ago, but she did not notify the hospital to treat her. Instead, she prepared some pills to take, so...
Therefore, the death of the imperial concubine was probably caused by her own neglect of her condition and indiscriminate use of medicine.
None of this is important anymore. What is important is to give the world an official explanation, as long as it is reasonable and not too shocking.
But the medicines and prescriptions she took during her lifetime must be sealed, because these have to be shown to the uncle Duanmu Nanfeng.
Li Wanjiang's brother-in-law had a special status and was very important to Dazhou, so he had to give an explanation.
It would be bad if his brother-in-law misunderstood that he, the emperor's brother-in-law, had harmed his sister.
Duanmu Nanfeng arrived the day after Nan Qiao's death. The reason he came so quickly was because Li Wanjiang had summoned him to Beijing a few days ago, but unexpectedly he happened to catch up with his sister's funeral. This really made him sad. I was so happy that I fainted immediately before I could cry out in front of the coffin...
After she regained consciousness, she cried profusely and knelt before the spirit. She refused to eat or drink water. No one could persuade her to stop her.
Li Wanjiang came to persuade him personally, but it was useless.
Everyone knows that he only has such a sister, so it is understandable that he is so sad.
But he definitely can't go on like this. It's a tiring journey, he's not getting enough food, and he's too sad. It would be really bad if his body collapses.
In the end, it was Xiao Chen who took the initiative to persuade him. Strangely enough, after some persuasion from him, Duanmu Nanfeng was actually willing to get up and eat, and his sadness seemed to have subsided a lot...
Li Wanjiang thought to himself: This guy doesn't know any magic, right? Even if I personally try to persuade you, why don't you go and try your best?
Find him and ask!
Xiao Chen said that actually this was not due to him, but to the help of Ouyang Yunxiu, the eldest daughter of the Ouyang family.
Your Majesty, you must know the Ouyang family, right?
Their disciples are all very proficient in metaphysics. I thought that she might have used some kind of soul-calling spell to summon the soul of the imperial concubine and persuaded Uncle Guo. As a result, Uncle Guo could barely suppress his sadness and mourned. pain.
How did Chen recognize Ouyang Yunxiu?
That has to start with the encounter with some Tianzhu monks in the imperial mausoleum a few days ago...
If it hadn't been for this eldest lady, I might have been killed by those bald donkeys!
Of course Li Wanjiang knew about the Ouyang family. In fact, he had issued an order to summon Ouyang Shanglue, the head of the Ouyang family, to Beijing for an audience. However, he said he was ill and could not come, so there was nothing he could do.
Now that their eldest lady is here, why don't you bring her into the palace to see me?
Xiao Chenxin said that I actually brought it, but the emperor was not there that day.
But what he said was that I couldn't do this.
Why? Because the Ouyang family is a Jianghu sect after all, and their mystical skills are said to be really mysterious.
Your Majesty, you are rich in wealth, how can you easily meet these Jianghu people?
Zi does not talk about strange powers and confuses the gods, or he says to respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance!
I have the courage to give you advice. From now on, the emperor should stay away from these sects with ghosts and ghosts...
What he said is all right.
