Meng Ji was obviously worried about the arrangement of leaving King Jing Xian and other eight princes to carry the coffin.
He felt that although these princes had lost power, they were still noble members of the royal family. It was very inappropriate to treat them as 'slaves'.
If it is spread out, it will definitely cause rumors.
Qi Yu smiled and said, "Brother Meng Shi is really kind-hearted. Just now, you were suppressed by them and had no way to retreat, but now, you are actually helping them to speak."
Meng Jiming said sternly: "One code is another code. It's their fault that they used their power to bully others just now. However, if we are ravaging people for no reason, then we are being unreasonable."
"Brother, you don't know that I did this on purpose."
"On purpose? What do you think?"
Qi Yu straightened his face and said: "Sir, he died from exhaustion while saving the Li family. Shouldn't the Li family do something about it? This scene of the eight kings carrying the coffin happened to be a kind of A very suitable way to give back is to return some of the favors owed to the Meng family."
"Also, I want to take this opportunity to scare those princes who are unwilling to give up and make them behave more honestly."
"Shock?"
"That's right! After the vassal reduction order was launched, the vassal kings mainly showed three postures. The first one is to give in and give in. This type of people can be resolved by Zongzheng Li Zuoyi's lobbying, which is basically not enough. Concern. The second type is the timid and fearful group. People like them, under the joint suppression of Yin Jun and I, don't have to worry if they cause any trouble. Only the remaining third type, that is, if Stubborn and rotten people like King Jing Xian are very reluctant to withdraw from the stage of history. They are calculated and stubborn, and they can be said to be unwilling to give up until they reach the Yellow River. Today, I will use strong methods to beat them and let them See the situation clearly and let it go. It can be seen that this matter has great public and private benefits."
Meng Jiming suddenly realized, "I never thought that Brother Qi Xian would have such a deep intention, but Brother Yu is just shallow."
Qi Yu sighed softly and said: "Since ancient times, reducing vassal status has been a stubborn problem that has caused great headaches for the country. The main reason is that it encounters the personal interests of a large number of people. If you are not careful, it will be self-defeating and cause the country to collapse." The shock. Therefore, if you want to touch them, you must use an iron fist, and you must not act like a woman.
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After hearing this, Meng Jiming stopped trying to persuade him and let him follow his arrangements.
Next, it is time to start the funeral arrangements.
Qi Yu first changed into mourning clothes, then offered incense and kowtowed in front of the mourning hall.
Although he had warned himself long ago that his husband died at a healthy age, which was a rare joyful loss, and he also received a rare posthumous title in ancient and modern times. With such a happy ending, what else is there to be sad about?
However, when he actually knelt there, two lines of tears flowed out involuntarily.
The past events are vivid in my mind, just like yesterday.
Every frame and every scene makes people feel sad and sad.
It can be said that without the wise guidance of my husband, I would not have been able to pass the imperial examination. It can be said that without the special care from my husband back then, I would not have been able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in life.
In particular, his noble feelings for his family and country directly affected his career values. This level is where you benefit the most.
How many such masters can there be in the world?
Alas!
During his lifetime, he was virtuous and had a clear conscience, and his kindness was everlasting!
Seeing Qi Yu unable to control himself with grief, Meng Jiming had no choice but to step forward and help him up, and also comforted him with some great principles.
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At Shen Shi, the spirit began to rise.
Walking at the front of the funeral procession was a group of suona troupes. Stimulated by the reward of silver, they gathered their energy and exerted their energy, playing the ups and downs of the vocal music to the maximum volume.
Following closely behind is Mr. Feng Shui, the guide on the Huangquan Road.
Along the way, he shook the bell and scattered paper money while mumbling code words that others could not understand.
In the midst of the paper money flying, the eight kings who attracted much attention made their coffin-carrying debut.
It is not difficult to tell from their grinning black faces that this pair of golden nanmu longevity materials is definitely made of real materials. Otherwise, their backs would not be pressed into a right angle.
Among the filial sons and grandsons, Meng Jiming and Qi Yu undoubtedly have the highest status.
The two of them, one is one of the nine ministers, and the other is a high official in the border area, they can be said to be extremely powerful.
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Attract attention. From ancient times to the present, funerals with such splendor can only be counted in the palm of a hand, right?
In addition to the two of them, Liu Quan and Yin Tao also wore sackcloth and mourning, and made a great ceremony.
Seeing this, some old people couldn't help but make comments: If Mr. Meng knew that there were such two ladies of the country to bid him farewell, he would definitely be deeply relieved and smile.
When people grow old like this, what more can I ask for?
Judging from the overall scene, there were dignitaries wearing mourning, eight kings carrying the coffin, and ladies from both countries seeing it off together. This has reached the highest etiquette standard except for a state funeral.
These brilliance were all created by Qi Yu, even including Meng Jiming's promotion.
This scene can't help but make the old teachers sigh with emotion: It's not about having many apprentices, but whether they strive for excellence. If you can have someone as talented as Mr. Qi, your life will be worth it!
Mr. Meng's life was truly worth living.
Back to business.
When the sun turned westward, the funeral procession walked forward to the burial site.
The eight princes, who were almost exhausted, were all relieved. They lay on the ground panting like donkeys in the production team. They didn't notice at all that their shoulders had been bruised and bleeding.
The filial sons had no time to talk to them, so they all lined up according to seniority to see Meng Lanshan off for the last time.
The coffin was finally laid to rest.
After a series of red tape, the person in charge announced: The ceremony is over!
At this time, Qi Yu pulled Meng Jiming over and said, "You can blame me for this ownerless fiefdom. I believe that the person in the harem will definitely give me this face."
The latter hesitated slightly, but finally agreed.
The funeral is over, and it's time for everyone to go home and make some arrangements.
When he was about to set off, he discovered that the eight princes carrying the coffin had already run away in advance.
After running a long distance, King Jing Xian turned around and shouted in the distance: "Qi Yu, just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."
Qi Dalang responded with disdain: "I'm always here to help you and accompany you at any time! Let's see if you have the guts."
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