Chapter 226 Posthumous Title
The emperor was silent for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "Gentle, sensitivity is a good thing, but don't use it in the wrong place."
"Daxi has been plagued by frequent natural and man-made disasters this year, and is surrounded by wolves. This is a time to use talents. There are not many ministers as capable as Ji Changqing. How could I cut off my own arm?"
"People are not static. I am not the same person today as I was yesterday. If you speculate about me based on your past prejudices, how can you truly see me?"
"We are not young anymore, and the rest of our lives are short. We should not waste time on misunderstandings."
The fifth one looked out the window gently.
"Your eloquence is indeed better than before."
The emperor sighed deeply.
"I have ordered a search for smallpox cows. Once we find the right vaccine, we will vaccinate them throughout Daxi. You hope for a long life and a good harvest in Daxi, and so do I."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Diwu Qingqing's face suddenly darkened.
No matter how she persuaded him before, he refused to promote cowpox vaccination. Why did he suddenly change his mind now?
——The obstacles have been removed.
Ji Changqing was very sharp-minded. After reading the prevention plan she gave to Qingsui, he immediately asked Qingsui to ask her when she knew how to prevent smallpox.
She knew then that he had guessed the hidden truth behind the epidemic in Mo County that year.
The emperor must have known this, which is why he refused to promote cowpox vaccination.
He was afraid that Ji Changqing would guess the truth and avenge his father's death.
Ji Changqing is his best knife, and he will not allow this knife to turn against him.
But he could not resist the temptation of being recorded in history.
Her words finally touched him, making him want to promote the cowpox vaccination as a preventive measure that would completely free countless people from smallpox and leave a great record in history books.
This achievement is enough to cover up all his faults and make him stand out among many mediocre emperors.
Sorrow and guilt burst out from the bottom of her heart, tightly wrapped around her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
It was she who harmed Ji Peizheng and his son.
This resulted in one of them becoming a stepping stone for Zhao Qi to ascend to power, while the other was ruthlessly squeezed dry of every last bit of value by Zhao Qi.
All died young.
It was she who harmed the people of Daxi.
If she had not saved Zhao Qi, told him how to prevent smallpox, and vaccinated him with cowpox, he would not have had the opportunity to murder the former crown prince.
The former crown prince was benevolent, wise and virtuous, and had great talent in economics and strategy. If he had sat on the throne, Daxi would never be what it is today.
"I am the biggest sinner in the world."
She closed her eyes.
Tears flowed down my face.
After the emperor returned to the imperial study from Fengyi Palace, the eunuch reported: "Your Majesty, Fang Yuanpan and Deputy Marshal Bian have entered the palace."
"Summon them over."
The eunuch took the order and left.
Fang Yuanpan and Bian Fushuai were the ones who escorted the coffin of Ji Changqing's eldest sister-in-law back to the capital. After the emperor summoned them, he carefully inquired about the circumstances of Ji Changqing's death.
Judge Fang and Deputy Commander Bian told the truth.
The emperor looked very sad.
"I... have lost the pillar of my country."
He immediately summoned the Hanlin University Scholar over.
"I wish to posthumously confer the title of Loyal and Brave Prince on Ji Xiang," he said in a deep voice, "and grant him an inscription on the stele and the Imperial Sword to be buried with him."
The Hanlin University Scholar received the order to draft the imperial edict and write the article.
After the imperial edict was drafted, the emperor stamped it with his seal, then approved the inscription, wrote the inscription with his own hand, and ordered the Ministry of Rites to rush to produce it.
Ji Mansion.
After Feng Qingsui and Nanny Fu helped Qi back to her room, they took her pulse, wrote out a prescription, and gave it to Nanny Fu to boil the medicine.
As soon as Nanny Fu left, Qi woke up faintly.
"How was Mom's performance just now? Was it realistic enough?"
She leaned close to Feng Qingsui's ear and asked.
Feng Qingsui gave a thumbs up: "I almost thought that my mother didn't receive the news and fainted."
On the eve of arriving in Beijing, she asked Yan Chi to send someone back to Ji Mansion to tell Qi the truth, so that she would not believe it and suffer physical and mental damage.
Qi's performance just now was too real, so she was worried for a long time.
"Once is strange, twice is familiar."
Qi gritted her teeth.
"Two funerals in one year is going to wear my old bones out. When Changqing comes back, I'm going to break his legs."
Feng Qingsui smiled.
"I'll hand you the feather duster then."
Qi smiled and said, "Okay! I'll have someone prepare a few more feather dusters."
Ji Changqing, who was rushing to the northwest border, suddenly felt a chill on his back.
After chatting with Qi for a while and serving her the medicine, Feng Qingsui returned to Polangxuan.
Dahei and Juanmao came running over.
They rushed to throw themselves at her.
"Woof woof!"
She squatted down and held one in each hand.
"It's been a while, how have you been these past two months?"
The two dogs just wagged their tails.
Zi Su smiled and said, "Since you've been away, their appetites have decreased significantly and they've lost a few pounds."
Feng Qingsui ruffled their fur and said, "I'll give you some snacks later."
Now that Ji Changqing is gone, they are the only two in the mansion who can eat meat.
"quack!"
The peregrine falcon swooped down, landed on her shoulder, and pecked her hair hard.
——You have such a cruel heart. You left me in your house without caring about me. I’ve been looking for you like crazy.
Feng Qingsui: “…”
Take back what I said.
There is also one who can eat meat.
"You seem to have lost weight too."
She stroked the peregrine falcon's back feathers and said.
"It's missing some feathers on its neck. Is it a picky eater?"
"quack!"
——A silly eagle wanted to seize my territory, but I chased it away!
The man and the bird chatted for half a day without any clue of each other.
Feng Qingsui patted their heads and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm going to discuss the funeral arrangements with the steward. You guys can have fun on your own first."
Arranging a funeral is a troublesome matter, but fortunately the person in charge has experience.
"Just follow the master's funeral regulations."
As soon as Feng Qingsui finished giving his orders, the eunuch came to announce the decree.
Ji Changqing was posthumously named the Loyal and Brave Prince, and his funeral was held according to the standards for a prince.
Feng Qingsui: “…”
The funeral ceremony, which was already complicated, has now become even more complicated.
"Please rest assured, Madam Feng, all funeral supplies and expenses will be covered by the Ministry of Rites, who will also dispatch officials to assist you with the funeral arrangements."
The eunuch added.
Feng Qingsui nodded: "Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty."
The next day, the Ji family sent out the obituary, and two days later, they accepted condolences from relatives and friends.
The emperor was so sad that he stopped attending court for three days.
Officials from all over the country came to pay their respects in plain clothes, crowding Chang'an Street to the limit.
Although Ji Hongde was reluctant, he still brought his entire family to pay his respects.
Unexpectedly, I was turned away.
"Please do not disturb the peace of our prince."
This is what the servants of the Ji Mansion said.
Ji Hongde was furious.
He comforted him, "It's all right this way. We've fulfilled our rites. Outsiders will only laugh at those two unlucky people for their rebellious behavior. Those who want to settle accounts with the Ji Mansion later won't treat our two mansions as one."
Ji Hongde said angrily: "I am waiting to see their retribution!"
When the people from Xiji were driven out of the Ji Mansion and left with embarrassment, Zhao Bichang, the former prince of Ping Wang and now a commoner, rode his horse to Chang'an Street to take a look at the excitement.
Looking at the Ji family's funeral ceremony, which was comparable in scale to his grandfather's, a sinister look flashed across his eyes.
He immediately turned his horse around and rode towards the Third Prince's Mansion.
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