A glimmer of light flashed in Xiao An's eyes, which was a sign of approval for Xiao Jingfeng!
"Yes, you are right, that's what I meant. It seems that you are enlightened."
"And my brother is a prince after all. Burying him as a prince is in line with the ancestral tradition." Xiao Jingfeng was a little hesitant.
Xiao An stood up slowly, walked slowly, walked to Xiao Jingfeng, looked at his daughter, and sighed softly, "Hey, let's not talk about ancestral system in the future. Everything, you look at it Just do it, everything will be done according to the ancestors’ rules, and it’s us who will suffer in the end!”
Hearing this, Xiao Jingfeng also understood and bowed, "Father is absolutely right. Jingfeng has taken note of it. Jingfeng will make arrangements now. There is no need to wait for the day after tomorrow. Someone will transport my brother out quietly tomorrow." Buried."
"Then we declare the national mourning to be over and let the people celebrate the new year in peace."
After listening to Xiao Jingfeng's words, Xiao An nodded approvingly and raised his hand, "That's it, you go make arrangements."
Xiao Jingfeng returned to his residence, thought about it, and ordered someone to invite Chen Xiaobei. He had to discuss such a big matter with Chen Xiaobei.
Chen Xiaobei hurried to the princess's residence again. After listening to the princess's story, Chen Xiaobei was also surprised. He did not expect that Xiao An's thoughts would change so much.
"Princess, I think this is also a good thing. After you take charge of the state affairs, there will be a new atmosphere, and the people will also get a good reputation. Don't let down the emperor's hard work."
After hearing what Chen Xiaobei said, Princess Zhaoning suddenly realized.
With a look of gratitude, Princess Zhaoning came forward and took Chen Xiaobei's hand and said, "Brother Xiaobei, if you hadn't told me, I still couldn't understand. What do you think I should do next?"
Chen Xiaobei took Princess Zhaoning's hand and patted it twice to comfort her, then he slowly helped Princess Zhaoning sit down, "You, don't be anxious, be thoughtful when encountering problems. "
"Just like this matter, the emperor's intention is actually very obvious. Let you handle it yourself. That means keeping a low profile. All you need to do is arrange for people to put His Highness to rest as soon as possible."
"Then I will arrange for someone to do this tomorrow." Princess Zhaoning nodded lightly.
Chen Xiaobei nodded in agreement, and then changed the subject, "I just happened to be here today, and I have something else I want to tell you."
Princess Zhaoning's big eyes flickered in anticipation, looking at Chen Xiaobei.
Seeing her look, Chen Xiaobei suddenly couldn't bear it, but he could only bite the bullet and said, "I have to go back to Hetou Village in two days to celebrate the New Year. I will come back after the New Year."
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, a trace of disappointment flashed in Princess Zhaoning's eyes, and then the smile on her face froze.
"Then why do you want to go back suddenly?"
Chen Xiaobei could only explain patiently, "I have been out for so long and I should go back. Besides, I have to burn incense at my parents' graves during the Chinese New Year. Besides, you, Sister Huang Ying, are also in Hetou Village."
Princess Zhaoning was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.
"Brother Xiaobei, I understand. Then you can go back. You should come back early after the festival."
"Okay, I will be back after the family matters are settled."
Seeing that Princess Zhaoning agreed, Chen Xiaobei's stone fell to the ground.
He said a few more words of comfort, then turned and left.
Since there is no need for a state funeral for Prince Xiao Jingyun, he should hurry back to prepare and return to his hometown.
Sure enough, early the next morning, Princess Zhaoning ordered someone to post the royal list, announcing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been buried. The state funeral was over and the people could prepare for the New Year.
As soon as the news came out, the whole city was shocked.
The most shocked ones were Fang Zheng and Feng Pengju.
Feng Pengju hurriedly came to see Fang Zheng. As soon as he met, he couldn't wait to say, "Oh, what a great change in the world. His Royal Highness's state funeral was also anticlimactic. He was buried in such a hurry, and we were not asked to pay homage or burn incense."
Fang Zheng sighed, "Yes, the world has changed. We can no longer look at Princess Zhaoning with the old eyes, let alone use these old provisions to deal with problems in the future."
Feng Pengju also sighed, "Yes, yes, after the princess took charge of the government, she started to act less and less according to the old rules. From now on, we old guys may not be popular anymore!"
Fang Zheng looked at him and shook his head gently, "You can't think like that. No matter what you say, we just try our best. By the way, have you received any replies from Xiaoyue and Fang Jun?"
Feng Pengju shook his head, "There is no reply yet. I think the two of them may not be willing to come to the capital. If you want to stay in Xiaojia Town for the New Year, just stay. Since there is a new atmosphere in the court, why should we care about these old rules? .”
After saying that, the two looked at each other with a wry smile.
Feng Pengju is right.
Feng Xiaoyue and Fang Jun had already received a letter from Wannian City, asking them to set off to Wannian City to celebrate the New Year.
But, to be honest, Feng Xiaoyue was not interested at all in this request.
There are several reasons for this. One is that Feng Xiaoyue was very busy running a restaurant and opening a hotel in Xiaojia Town and was doing well.
The second is that Feng Xiaoyue feels much more relaxed without the constraints of her father and Fang Zheng.
So when she received a letter asking her to go back to Wannian City for the New Year, Feng Xiaoyue told Fang Jun directly that she didn't want to go back and planned to refuse to go back because the hotel was not closed.
But Fang Jun was still a little hard to accept Feng Xiaoyue's idea. After all, he was still relatively conservative and felt that it was better to stay with his family during the New Year.
The two had differences, so they didn't reply to Wannian City for a long time. This day, Tianfang Jun came to persuade Feng Xiaoyue again.
"Xiaoyue, I think it's better for us to go back. After all, my grandpa is old, and we can still spend a few more Chinese New Years with him."
After listening to Fang Jun's words, Feng Xiaoyue shook her head again, "It's no wonder we. We wanted to live happily in Xiaojia Town and let my grandfather and my father spend their remaining years in peace, but they went back to the imperial court to serve as officials."
Speaking of this matter, Fang Jun sighed helplessly, "My grandfather made it very clear in his letter. Mr. Liu Hou invited me vigorously, and it is really hard for me to refuse."
"Isn't it the same with Uncle Feng? He also stayed in the capital."
Feng Xiaoyue spread her hands, "Yes, let them stay. Anyway, I don't want to go back."
"I don't want to be kicked out of the capital again. I've had enough of being homeless."
"If you really want to go back, then go back."
After hearing Feng Xiaoyue's words, Fang Jun had no choice but to stop persuading.
After returning to his room and thinking for a while, Fang Jun rode towards Hetou Village. He couldn't persuade Feng Xiaoyue himself, so he had to ask Cui Hongyu for help.
