Chapter 405 Burial of Yan Wei

The drunkard retorted loudly: "No! How can you let your brother do this? If anyone wants to go, I'll go!"

The drunkard gave him a look of disdain, "Are you drunk? You are too low-ranking to be considered a position of power!"

"That...that's too unfair to my brother."

The drunkard rushed to Chang Tingyi and smiled: "It's for the sake of the family."

"Bei Jingchu is bright and gorgeous, but she is not gentle enough and lacks femininity."

"My brother is not at a disadvantage either."

"If I hadn't been in a low position, I would have wanted to do it myself."

The two fools were talking to each other and directly made arrangements for him. Chang Tingyi snapped his fingertips, thinking that he was too disrespectful to his younger brothers.

He ordered loudly: "Someone come."

The servants swarmed in.

"Sober up the two gentlemen. I want to see them sober within a cup of tea."

Two silk handkerchiefs cooled by ice water were used to cover their faces and they were smeared all over their faces. No matter how hard they struggled or cursed, they could not get rid of them.

The wine he had just drunk was induced to vomit out, and the sobering soup was forced down his throat.

After all the trouble, the two dazed people sobered up a little. Thinking of the outrageous words they had just said, they couldn't help but feel scared because they were not drunk and had no courage.

The rule of the aristocratic families is that the eldest brother is like a father, especially for a legitimate eldest son like Chang Tingyi who has satisfied the elders since childhood. His status in the Chang family is exactly the same as Bei Jingchu's status in the royal family.

The two of them thought about what would happen if they teased their brother, and they immediately came over, grabbed his legs and burst into tears.

Two drunks are just stupid, but someone is drugged.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be waves of assassins from the East Palace.

Today, the atmosphere became much quieter due to the arrival of envoys from other countries. It was not as frequent as before, so Bei Jingchu did not dare to let down her guard.

It is easier for chaos to occur when there are more people. The defense of the Xindu Palace is not as sophisticated as that in Anzhou, and the pressure is on the guards and secret guards.

Bei Jingchu remembered that it was time to visit Yan Wei.

She would always visit him from time to time, an uncle who was a secret guard and whose condition worsened due to protecting her.

If she were forgotten in a corner, the palace maids would take advantage of her and not take good care of her in order to avoid being lazy.

Moreover, he was close to paralysis.

I can move, but I don't have the strength to do so.

When the capital was moved, she was worried about his health and asked him whether he wanted to stay in Anzhou or go to the capital together.

He survived the long journey, but his health was even worse, and he had to cover himself with a thick quilt even in the hottest days of summer.

So today, before Bei Jingchu took the stage, Haoyue reported: "Your Highness, Yan Wei... is gone."

Bei Jingchu had a premonition a long time ago. After all, he was still covered with winter bedding in such a hot day. It didn't look like he would live long. His death would come in just one or two days.

This was not the first time she had collected a corpse, and she buried the body in a very organized manner.

As the Queen Mother's birthday banquet was approaching, a grand funeral could not be held, so Bei Jingchu gave Uncle Anwei a lot of burial objects.

Yan Chaodu, who had been silent the whole time, came out and kowtowed in front of Yan Wei's tomb. He then sighed, "It's really a honor to be a secret guard under the prince. Several people can enjoy this treatment after retiring."

"Too many rare medicinal herbs to save the life of a useless person."

Bei Jingchu stood in front of the tomb and thought.

This is indeed something that cannot be achieved, but what she bought was a clear conscience.

One or two is fine.

But even for her, after this batch of secret guards fell one after another, she did not have enough financial resources to support a large number of people.

Bei Jing initially felt that the secret guard was somewhat dangerous.

Although the Vietnamese rulers did not know what brainwashing was, they carried it out skillfully.

Teach your subjects and the people that the ruler is the guide for his subjects, and the father is the guide for his sons.

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject must die.

Teach women that their husbands are the backbone of their wives, a rule she has only broken a little in recent years.

Teach slaves that they are born lowly and that it is their blessing to be enslaved by their masters.

The same goes for secret guards, who are taught from a young age to be loyal, not to resist, and to protect their masters with their lives and everything they have.

Yan Wei was the first one to give birth, or to show reluctance.

I don't want to be abandoned after trying my best, and then be sent away to retire and wait for death with just some food and money.