As night fell, the worship ceremony ended and the family walked steadily towards the Xiangyun Hall.
Xue Yuanchu stood up and said with a worried look on his face, "I heard from Shuxiu that mother is planning to go with him to the funeral tomorrow. If she falls ill after such a tiring journey, my father's spirit in heaven will probably blame us for not taking good care of her."
Hong Yingrong's eyes were determined as she sat in the main seat and said, "I know my own body best. I also talked a lot with your wife today. She is in good spirits. You don't need to worry too much."
She recalled her past life. She was deeply saddened and spent her days in the Buddhist temple in a daze. She was unable to see the old marquis off on his final journey. That regret still lingers in her heart.
Now, naturally, the same mistakes will not be repeated.
Jiang Shuxiu knew her mother-in-law's intentions very well, so she promised her husband: "Tomorrow I will ride in the same carriage with you and take good care of you throughout the journey. Don't worry, husband."
Everyone in the family has full confidence in Jiang Shuxiu's attentiveness and thoughtfulness, and therefore feels at ease.
Xue Zhongfu expressed his gratitude to Jiang Shuxiu on behalf of his brothers and sisters: "Thank you for your hard work tomorrow, sister-in-law."
Jiang Shuxiu returned the greeting dignifiedly: "Second uncle, you are too polite."
Hong Yingrong looked around and saw that her children were living in harmony and that the brothers were friendly and respectful to each other. She felt extremely relieved and nodded with satisfaction.
As of now, there seems to be no signs of a catastrophic disaster in the house, but we still cannot let our guard down.
"Mother-in-law," Jiang Shuxiu said softly. Noticing Xue Shanqiu's red eyes, she knew she was probably sad again because of her father's funeral. "I'll take my two sisters back to Fanghua Garden to rest first."
Upon hearing this, Xue Huichun and Xue Shanqiu stood up gracefully, bowed respectfully to Hong Yingrong, and prepared to leave with Jiang Shuxiu.
At this time, Xue Zhong, the general manager of the mansion, came running in hurriedly and knelt down with a thud as soon as he reached the door.
"An envoy from the Imperial Household Department has arrived," he reported breathlessly, "and he claims to have an imperial decree. Doorkeeper Zhou Da has already reopened the gates. My Lord, my Lord, please go and greet him as soon as possible."
"Which eunuch is coming?" Xue Yuanchu asked anxiously.
"It's the newly appointed eunuch Chen Jin, the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department." Xue Zhong responded quickly.
Xue Yuanchu and Xue Zhongfu were wearing casual clothes at this time. Jiang Shuxiu was quick-witted and immediately ordered the servants waiting in the corridor to get their official uniforms.
"Set up an incense table in Xiangyun Hall and prepare to receive the imperial edict." Hong Yingrong's voice was full of majesty.
Originally, Xue Yuanchu wanted to receive the order in the front hall, but since his mother said so, he asked the servants to do it quickly without any mistakes.
When Hong Yingrong heard Chen Jin's name, her heart trembled and a chill rose behind her.
The scene of her previous life appeared before her eyes. Chen Jin gave a cold order, and then the sword was ruthless and she died.
In her previous life, she didn't care about anything in the mansion, so she never knew that it was Chen Jin who came to the mansion to announce the decree.
Thinking of this, Hong Yingrong decided to personally meet Chen Jin, the eunuch who would later wield great power in the court and be in charge of the Imperial Household Department.
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