Chapter 433 Leading by Example
"Why entertain such noisy guests in the funeral hall? Get out of here and don't disturb the deceased's peace."
Bei Jingchu pinched her eyebrows impatiently.
Zhou Yu, who was just shouting, didn't even dare to fart.
Although Bei Jingchu can be considered his niece and granddaughter, she is of the younger generation.
Zhou Yu did not dare to really treat her as a junior now, just as he did not dare to act like his uncle in front of the emperor, as if he was afraid that he would not die fast enough.
The guests around her did not dare to complain about her orders, and all the troubles disappeared without a trace the moment she arrived.
Although there were rumors that the emperor was dissatisfied with the crown prince, the crown prince had been in the court for many years and was already extremely powerful, and the crown prince's party was spread throughout the court and the country.
There were not many people who could shout at her when she was in trouble, at least not those present.
Even if they discussed the developments in the court and were optimistic about the King of Qin or the aristocratic families, they only dared to make small moves behind the scenes.
No one dared to say "no" in front of Bei Jingchu.
Even the emperor, if he was really dissatisfied with Bei Jingchu, would not dare to depose the prince easily.
Zhou Yu was dragged away quietly, and the mourning hall returned to its solemn state.
When Bei Jing first saw Zhou Huan's red eyes, she thought she was just heartbroken over her mother's death, so she went over to pat her shoulder and offered no unnecessary comfort.
Put yourself in his shoes. If the person lying in the coffin was the emperor, no matter who came to persuade him to mourn, Bei Jingchu would think that it would be easy for the other person to speak while standing.
Bei Hua, who came to worship with them, also followed suit and patted her.
Although Zhou Huanjiu tried his best to hold back, a hint of tears escaped his voice: "Thank you... Thank you very much, thank you, Your Highness."
......
"What happened?"
She asked Yin Chu who was not far away.
Yin Chu told everything without exaggeration, but just the repetition of facts was enough to make people's blood pressure soar.
Bei Jingchu sneered and comforted Zhou Huanjiu: "Don't listen to his nonsense, you should worship when you should worship and guard when you should guard."
As soon as she spoke, the guests dared not say a word.
Some even changed their words to praise: "Zhou Jiancheng's pure filial piety will surely move heaven."
"If the old lady is still alive, she will be very pleased."
They seemed to be enlightened. A group of people figured out Bei Jingchu's attitude and praised Zhou Huanjiu for his filial piety towards his deceased mother in order to leave a good impression in front of the prince.
It was as if they were not the ones who were using etiquette and laws to suppress others just now.
Zhou Huanjiu clutched Bei Jingchu's sleeve, feeling how ironic it was.
The day passed uneventfully, but the next day at court, many officials reported to the emperor that Zhou Huanjiu, the eldest daughter of Zhou Yu, was in mourning for her divorced mother.
As a member of the Prince's Party, Tong Huai'en could not bear to see his own people impeached, so he argued to the historian: "The one who is the successor of the father should not mourn the death of the mother."
"Zhou Jiancheng is not the eldest son, so why can't he observe mourning for his mother?"
Yu Shi was clearly well prepared, and said calmly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is not the eldest son, so does that mean he is not the crown prince?"
"......"
This is really hard to respond to.
Yu Shi continued, "Nowadays, women can also inherit their father's family business. As the eldest daughter who inherited her biological father's family business, Zhou Jiancheng is naturally the father's successor."
"Could it be that these women want it all, wanting to be heirs but not wanting to take on the responsibilities of heirs?"
"you......"
He was stumped by what he said, and the others couldn't find a way to refute it.
Even if I privately feel that Zhou Huanjiu did nothing wrong, friendship is friendship and etiquette is etiquette.
Even though Zhou Yu's property was not enough for Zhou Huanjiu to make ends meet, she could not observe mourning for her mother because of it.
The emperor suddenly called out, "Prince."
Bei Jingchu stood up.
"What do you think?"
Bei Jingchu knew that the emperor was behaving abnormally now, and her best course of action was to be obedient and say "It is up to your Majesty to decide."
She was not sure if she had been too conspicuous and had attracted the emperor's attention. Throughout history, few princes had power comparable to hers.
In the past, the emperor thought she was weak, so he tried his best to support her. However, he suddenly discovered that she had grown to the point where she could compete with him, and he became secretly wary.
Bei Jingchu's words came to her lips, but she couldn't say them.
She didn't know how the emperor would decide, and if he really believed that Zhou Huan was at fault for drinking, how he would punish him.
If a person breaks the law of propriety and is not at fault, then it is the law of propriety that is at fault.
She slowed down and made up her mind. Now the emperor disliked her.
Even if you pretend to be good, you will only be criticized as having no opinion, so it is better to tell the truth.
"I think it is only natural for Zhou Jiancheng to mourn for his mother."
"It is against human ethics to not mourn for one's mother when she is born."
"It is natural for a son to be filial to his mother. It is a way of repaying the kindness of giving birth and raising her."
"If you regard your mother as a kinsman because she left home, you are not worthy of being a human being."
The emperor nodded in affirmation.
"Well said."
Bei Jingchu did not relax, as she always felt that there were bigger tricks up her sleeve.
"Since the Crown Prince is a filial son, from today on, his biological mother will be taken to the East Palace to be raised."
"Although Qi is not a consort, she is the prince's father and deserves the full respect."
He looked at Bei Jingchu, "Your Highness, as a role model for the subjects, should set an example."
"...I obey your order."
In the cold palace, Qi weakly held the ball of cloth in her arms, coaxing it like a baby.