"Bullshit! Are you here to show off to the prince at this time? Are you here to express condolences or to demonstrate?" A low-pitched curse came from the crowd of guards at Zeng Mansion. The guards at Prince Gong's Mansion clearly heard it, but no one dared to say anything. What.
The sedan landed at the door of the simple mansion. Yi Xin, who was dressed in sapphire blue casual clothes, had a sad expression on his face. When he walked into the door, the nephews and servants of the Zeng family who were guarding the funeral suddenly fell to their knees!
"Greetings to Your Majesty!" Everyone shouted in unison. They had just learned that Yi Xin was the plenipotentiary representative appointed by the emperor. He must have brought the emperor's oral instructions. At this moment, they could only bow their heads and thank you for your kindness!
"Oh, oh... this, this, this... Holy Gong's greeting! Second Young Master, please get up quickly! I did not bring the emperor's will, so... why do you worship me like this?"
boom! This sentence was so shocking that even the Chinese officials who were watching the excitement could not stand it. Sima Yun frowned and said in a low voice, "Why is Zai Chun so crazy? If people don't come, neither will the order." , do you treat the commander like this?"
"The bones are not cold yet, this person left the tea to cool down too quickly..."
Xiao Letian looked at the unruly Guiziliu acting here with cold eyes, his eyes were as cold as if he wanted to kill someone. Of course Yi Xin knew that Xiao Letian was looking at him, and he felt a chill running down his back, but he ignored him and just continued talking to him. The two young masters exchanged greetings.
"Second Young Master, before I come to express my condolences, I would like to tell you a happy news... When I entered the palace, the Ministry of Rites had already drafted the posthumous title. Lord Li Hongzao will bring the decree soon..."
"I would like to congratulate the second young master in advance. The posthumous title given by the court is 'Wenzheng'! Look, the court has not forgotten the commander-in-chief's contribution!"
"Wen Zheng, Wen Zheng! In the eyes of the Emperor and the Queen Mother, the commander-in-chief is always a Confucian minister and an orthodox scholar. This word "正" is really wonderful!"
Originally, the Zeng family was looking forward to this posthumous title. Asking for a letter was Zeng Guofan's biggest wish before his death. Now that the court has fulfilled the commander-in-chief's wish, it stands to reason that the Zeng family should be extremely grateful!
But now this posthumous title is very unpleasant. Is it just two words for the merits and demerits of a life? There is no friendship at all, and it is not worthy of the emperor's visit?
But a funeral is a big event, and a filial son must not lose any temper at this time. Even if someone knocks on the door, he must endure it, and revenge must wait until his father is buried safely.
"I kowtow to express my gratitude to Heaven!" The second young master hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
Prince Gong's subsequent behavior was even more infuriating. He offered incense and bowed but did not kneel down because he was a prince. According to etiquette, how could a prince kneel before his ministers?
If people usually can't find anything to say, the atmosphere at this moment has become very subtle. The Zeng family and all the subordinates of the Marshal's Mansion have already suppressed their anger. At this time, you devils will not kowtow. It’s really unreasonable!
Even though Zeng Jihong had a good temper, his face showed displeasure at this time. After returning the gift respectfully, he said coldly, "Please come to your room for tea..."
The so-called condolence is nothing more than a formality, where the host and guest perform a scene to bring an end to the deceased's life!
But at this time, we can see the usefulness of Xiao Letian, an outsider. Anyway, he is the head of the Chinese nation and not an official of the Qing Dynasty, so he doesn’t need to give anyone face. Xiao Letian stopped Guiziliu and said coldly, "Prince Gong, it’s been a long time." Gone!"
Guiziliu's eyes twitched, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "Ah...it's Xiao Letian! It's been a long time since I last saw him, and his dragon power has really changed!"
The first time Yi Xin and Xiao Letian met was in Prince Gong's Mansion. At that time, Xiao Letian was just a communicator of Western learning who had just written a few chapters of a serialized novel. No one could even check his identity!
It was in Prince Gong's Mansion that Xiao Letian presented the so-called special zone reform strategy, which severely tricked the Qing court. The Tanggu Special Zone was the pit dug at that time!
The next time we met was when Xiao Letian led his troops to break through Guangqumen and break the siege of Beiyuan. At that time, Xiao Letian had been in power in the capital for more than half a year!
We never saw each other again after that. This time when Xiao Letian came to the city, Guiziliu said he was sick and didn't go to see him at home. Today, they met on a narrow road.
Xiao Letian was too lazy to pay attention to Guizi Liu's uneasy words and asked, "Prince Gong is the leader of the funeral committee? Then I have to ask, is Your Majesty still coming? Do the royal palaces in the capital have any condolence plans?"
"What is the right day for the commander-in-chief to die? When will he return home? Since you are in charge, you must have an explanation, right?"
"Ah..." Guiziliu was confused by just a few words. How could he really take care of the funeral? He wished that Zeng Guofan would die early!
Moreover, he did not see Emperor Tongzhi when he entered the palace this time. He just walked around the military plane and heard the posthumous title! In Guiziliu's heart, he longed to see the Hunan Army Group and Emperor Tongzhi fall apart!
He could only add fuel to the flames and make the Zeng family resent the emperor even more. How could he give advice to Zaichun and ease the conflict at this time? He is not a fool. He is going to launch a coup tomorrow. Who wants to care about this stupid thing!
Yi Xin raised his head and looked at the sky, "Your Majesty is going to get married. He will definitely not be able to come! Besides, this is inconsistent with etiquette. I have never heard that when a minister dies, the emperor must send it to him personally!"
"As for the princes and nobles in the capital, they are not my subordinates. How would I know whether they are coming or not?"
"As for how many days the spirit will be suspended, this is the Zeng family's own business. Let the two young masters decide!"
"Haha... So, you, the person in charge, just don't care about anything and don't know anything? Okay, okay, this is really an eye-opener for me!"
Yi Xin hated Xiao Letian with all his heart and did not show any weakness when hearing the head of state's ridicule: "Xiao Letian! Don't forget that this is the capital, the capital of the Qing Dynasty. You have no right to make irresponsible remarks on the affairs of my court!"
"I'll give you an old saying...don't watch you make a fuss today, be careful when you make a list later! I wish you a stable life in the future, and you won't make a wrong step!"
Yixin said a harsh word, turned around and left without drinking tea, and actually walked away from Zeng Mansion!
This rude move immediately angered everyone present. Many officers of the Hunan Army were about to have a fit. When Zeng Jihong saw something bad, he quickly asked the old farmer to suppress everyone.
"Uncle Nong, go! Don't let your uncles make trouble! There can be no chaos when my father is mourning!"
"Yes..." The old farmer was so angry that he felt dizzy.
Xiao Letian watched Guizi Liu walk away and muttered in his heart, "Something is wrong! This is not Yi Xin's character! Even if he has a problem with the commander, he will not be so shameless to the Zeng family at this time!"
"Is there something I don't know?"
Xiao Letian waved to the Second Young Master, "Second Young Master, please speak in a corner!"
