readx(); Concubine Yun came to pay her respects to Yao Xian on the fifth day after his death. She would not admit that she did not come for the first five days because she was unwilling to accept the fact that Yao Xian had passed away. This news was like the collapse of the heavens and the earth to her, so much so that in the first few days she thought that everyone in Prince Chun's mansion was lying to her and joking with her. She punished several servants to shut people up, but facts are facts after all. After five days of tossing and turning, Yun Pianpian had to admit that the news was true.
She came to Yao Mansion dressed in white. When she got off the palace carriage, the people knelt down to greet her. They were shocked to see Concubine Yun dressed like this.
That's not just any white clothes! It's mourning clothes, which only children and young people can wear. Concubine Yun is the imperial concubine, why would she wear such clothes to mourn Yao Xian?
Amid people's doubts and speculations, Concubine Yun walked to Yao Xian's spirit. She didn't even look at Emperor Tianwu who was sitting beside the coffin, nor did she take the incense and candles from Yao Jingjun's hands. She knelt directly in front of the coffin and the tablet, and kowtowed three times to Yao Xian in full view of everyone.
These three kowtows made even the Yao family members confused. It was against the rules for the imperial concubine to kowtow to the common people! Not to mention that Yao Xian was not even an imperial physician now, he was just an ordinary citizen. Even if Yao Xian was Concubine Yun's biological father, as long as she was still the imperial concubine, he could not kowtow.
But Concubine Yun kowtowed to Yao Xian three times in front of everyone and Emperor Tianwu. Then, without any explanation, she took the incense and kowtowed three more times before inserting the incense into the incense burner.
Some careful people noticed that while Yun Fei was kowtowing, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was enduring great grief. The feeling was just like how the Yao family members faced the death of Yao Xian. It was completely impossible to tell that she was actually an outsider who had nothing to do with them.
But Zhang Yuan understood, and so did Emperor Tianwu. They both knew why Concubine Yun did this, and they also knew that Concubine Yun came in mourning clothes because she truly regarded herself as Yao Xian's daughter and came to mourn her father. dudu1();
Emperor Tianwu wanted to talk to Concubine Yun, but before he could say anything, Concubine Yun had already finished her condolences and turned around, apparently leaving. He got anxious and stood up and chased after her. He just happened to hear Concubine Yun asking Yao Jingjun, "When will Uncle Yao be buried?"
Yao Jingjun answered her: "After nine days of rest, my father's coffin will be sent back to our ancestral grave thirty miles outside the city."
Concubine Yun nodded and said, "I will come earlier that day and accompany you to see Uncle Yao off."
Yao Jingjun waved his hands quickly: "No, no. My queen, you are the imperial concubine. It is not right for you to attend my father's funeral."
Concubine Yun shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter. There are no rules. Besides, to me, he is my father." After she finished speaking, she didn't look at Yao Jingjun anymore and walked out. But after a few steps, she stopped again, then turned around and looked at Emperor Tianwu who was staggering behind her. She said coldly, "Why are you staying here? Are you embarrassing yourself?"
Emperor Tianwu didn't get angry after hearing this. He stamped his feet and said to her with a depressed look, "Hey, Pianpian, don't you think Old Yao is too stubborn? I have put down my status and begged him so much, but he still refuses to come out to see me. It's just right that you are here, go and talk to him, tell him to stop being so stubborn and come out to drink with me."
Concubine Yun frowned at him with anger on her face. She said, "Xuan Zhan, instead of deceiving yourself, you might as well cheer up and help your sons heal the world. Even if you want to pass on the throne, you should leave a bright Dashun for your children, not the mess it is now. You are like this. When you encounter something, you never take the initiative to think of a solution, but just avoid and retreat. Do you think that if you don't face it, you can pretend that nothing has happened? Just like now, do you think that as long as you don't admit it, Yao Xian is not dead? Can he come back to life? Don't be naive, at your age, you no longer have the capital to be naive. Xuan Zhan, Yao Xian is dead, and you will have such a day sooner or later, and so will I. None of us can escape these ruthless years. So why can't we do more good things while we are still alive? Leave more useful things for our children?" dudu2();
Emperor Tianwu was stunned. Concubine Yun's words were replayed in his mind one by one. Every word struck his most vulnerable nerve, one by one, piercing his heart. When he came to his senses again, Concubine Yun had already walked a long way and was about to arrive at the gate of the mansion to sit in the imperial carriage.
He turned around to look at Yao Xian's spirit tablet, and finally tears flowed from his eyes, and he couldn't stop them.
For the first time, Emperor Tianwu did not chase Concubine Yun. He turned around and walked back to the mourning hall. This time, he did not ask Yao Xian to come out for a drink. Instead, he took the incense and candles and lit incense for Yao Xian. That was all. He said to the spirit tablet, "Old Yao! I can't stay here with you. Pian Pian is right. We shouldn't leave a mess for the children. It's not easy for them. I am the one who should bear the greatest responsibility for this country, so I must go back. You have said before that you can't be willful just because you are old, and you can't rely on your many sons. I am the one who sits on the throne of the emperor. I can't shirk my responsibility for this world anyway. Old Yao! Walk slower on the road to the underworld and wait for me. Yun Pian Pian, that woman, said that we will have such a day sooner or later. I guess I will be there sooner or later. You just wait for me. Then we can have two more drinks in the underground." After he finished speaking, he turned and looked at Xuan Tianfeng, and then said, "Feng'er, you take a rest first. Wait for your father to sort out Dashun and hand it over to you after everything is sorted out."
Emperor Tianwu finally returned to the palace, and with him went all the princes. After this incident, more people from the Yao family came to pay their respects to Yao Xian. Even those who had never been ill or received favors from the Yao family came, just to get a taste of the emperor's aura. If even the emperor came to pay his respects in person, why wouldn't the common people come?
The Yao Mansion was in mourning, and the Lian Mansion, which was only separated from the Yao Mansion by a wall, was also holding a funeral. The Yao Mansion's funeral was a sensation, while the Lian Mansion's funeral was a long-lasting one. Ever since Feng Zhaolian passed away, Wu Lisheng immediately had people carve a spirit tablet, place incense and candles, and even prepared the coffin. Now the mourning hall has been set up, the spirit banners have been carried, and she herself stays in the mourning hall all day, either burning paper money or sorting out Feng Zhaolian's old clothes.
The occasional crying from the Yao Mansion made her even more grief-stricken. She leaned against the empty coffin and kept crying. The maid tried to persuade her earnestly, "Miss, don't be like this. His Highness is fine. Why do you have to torture yourself like this? You haven't slept for two days and two nights. What if you get sick? If you continue like this, His Highness will come back and you will fall ill. You will not be able to take care of His Highness by then. Won't you regret it?"
Wu Lisheng laughed at her and said, "What are you dreaming about? Can he come back? I tell you, Feng Zhaolian will never come back. What do you think she is going to do? Chase the Seventh Prince? No, she is going to seek revenge on Duanmu Anguo. But Duanmu Anguo is not that easy to deal with. Feng Zhaolian can't hurt him at all unless she fights him to death. This spirit was set up not too early. If you believe me, then I tell you that Feng Zhaolian died many days ago."dudu3();
The little maidservant didn't believe it. "Young lady said that when Qian Zhou harmed His Highness, His Highness was still alive, so I don't believe he will die. Didn't they say His Highness is a thousand years old? Young lady should believe that His Highness can come back, remove this mourning hall, live well, and guard this mansion for His Highness. You still have to live a good life when he comes back!"
"What a silly girl." Wu Lisheng shook her head and sighed, "I'll wait here. When His Royal Highness and Princess Yu return to Beijing, they will definitely bring him back. It's either a corpse or ashes." After thinking about it again, he analyzed to himself, "It should be ashes. It's such a long way and such a long time. The corpse can't be preserved. It must be ashes." After that, he looked at the coffin he prepared and said with some regret, "I spent so much money to buy this coffin. If it's just a handful of ashes, this thing is useless. Well, the ashes are convenient to carry. When the time comes, I will take him back to the North Realm. He likes the glaciers in the North Realm the most, so let's bury him under the glaciers. I will accompany him. We said we would grow old together, so we will accompany him until we grow old together."
After Wu Lisheng finished speaking, he stood up, walked steadily to the tablet of Feng Zhaolian, and murmured, "Your Highness, the divine doctor Yao next door has died, and Princess Yu must be very sad. I am sad too. Without you, what is the meaning of my life? Your Highness, Lisheng has no regrets, but Lisheng just wants to know, did you think of me when you closed your eyes? Even if it was just for a moment..."
Yao Xian passed away, and Xiangrong, who was far away in Ji'an County, still heard the news. The news came when Yao Xian was seriously ill, and Xuan Tianyi heard it first. After thinking about it, he told Xiangrong who was also ill.
Xiangrong decided to return to Beijing immediately after hearing the news, but the journey was long, and she was still ill, so it would take her half a month to reach the capital even if she walked fast. During this half a month, the Yao family had already been preparing for the funeral.
Xiangrong was thinking that no matter how fast she tried, she couldn't get to Beijing before Yao Xian was buried, and she felt very upset. This time, Xuan Tianyi and An came with her, and even Bai Furong was in the carriage. She coughed all the way, and at the worst, she even coughed up blood. An was distressed and always wiped her tears secretly. Xiangrong saw this and didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only hold An's hand and comfort her silently.
No one could diagnose her illness, but she was finally awake, unlike before when she was always in a coma. But even though she was awake, her condition was still not good. Sometimes Xuan Tianyi was even afraid, so he stayed in her yard all night, fearing that this girl would suddenly disappear from this world. An Shi persuaded Xiangrong several times to let her see the good of the Fourth Prince. Since she had already rejected the Seventh Prince, she might as well look at the person who was obsessed with her.
Xiangrong also said that when I was well, I never gave the Fourth Prince hope. Now that he is so ill, I should not burden him. --Guardian incident, to see sexy car models, school beauties, and celebrity photos, please follow the WeChat public account (search meinvdao123 on Beauty Island and hold for 3 seconds to copy)
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