Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Who is crying
In fact, Yunlu and the others were just following the emperor's words and trying to please him.
After all, they don't remember what Hong Zhou looked like when he was a child.
Before they were ten years old, Hongli and Hongzhou had little presence among the emperor's grandchildren. When Hongli was eleven, he was brought back to the palace by Emperor Kangxi, and he showed his face a little. Hongzhou, on the other hand, remained unknown until Emperor Yongzheng ascended the throne.
However, Yongzheng seldom asked his sons to carry out errands, as he did not want them to make friends with foreign officials. He usually sent Hongli to perform sacrificial ceremonies.
When Prince Yi was alive, Hong Zhou was close to him. After Prince Yi passed away, Hong Zhou became close to his sixteenth uncle Yunlu.
Sixteenth Uncle was popular among the royal family, and Hong Zhou followed him, so everyone gradually became familiar with Hong Zhou.
The uncles all like him very much. This kid is simple-minded and can take a joke.
"I remember that Hongzhou fell ill when he was a child, and it was my Thirteenth Brother who found a miracle medicine for him." Prince Guo Yunli said.
"Yes, Fifth Brother was chubby before he fell ill, but he lost a lot of weight after the illness and there's no way he can get back to normal." Qianlong said, "At least he's saved his life. Fifth Brother's illness was really serious at the time."
"Thanks to Uncle Thirteen."
When mentioning the Thirteenth Master, everyone felt a little sad.
Especially Hong Zhou and Yun Li, one was saved by his uncle Thirteenth, and the other was supported by his brother Thirteenth.
Yunli was a sentimental person. When he thought of the kindness shown to him by his fourth and thirteenth brothers, his eyes became red.
Yunxi noticed that his Seventeenth Uncle was wiping away tears, so he whispered to comfort him.
Yonglian originally wanted to comfort his seventeenth uncle, but when he saw someone comforting him, he continued to stay with Khan Ama.
When they arrived in front of the coffin, Qianlong first burned incense and kowtowed, and then asked Yonghuang and Yonglian to come forward.
The ceremonial officer next to them handed the lit incense to the two princes. The princes just had to insert the incense into the incense burner and then kneel down and kowtow a few times.
Unexpectedly, the second prince was holding the incense and looking around.
A group of people were watching nearby, so Yonghuang gently reminded his brother and pointed him in the direction of the incense burner.
Yonglian was not distracted, but heard crying.
He thought it was his Seventeenth Uncle, so he looked in his direction, only to find that he had already been persuaded.
Moreover, the voice sounded quite old, not like that of Seventeenth Uncle.
Normally, Khan Ama didn't cry, and this wasn't the time to mourn, so other people wouldn't dare to cry like that.
He just wanted to see who missed Huang Mafa so much.
I looked around but couldn't find anyone.
Qianlong was very worried. Yonglian was the kid who usually understood the rules the best. How could he have let himself down in front of so many people and in front of the late emperor's coffin?
Fortunately, Yonghuang, who was standing next to him, was a reliable person. He pulled his brother, and Yonglian finally came back to his senses. He put the incense into the incense burner, and then knelt on the cushion and kowtowed at the same time as Yonghuang.
The crying sound was still in Yonglian's ears. He listened carefully again and found that the sound seemed to come from the front.
But in front of him was the coffin of the late emperor!
It was a hot day, but Yonglian was sweating profusely on his back.
It’s so terrible, so terrible!!!
The two brothers finally completed the process, and Qianlong breathed a sigh of relief. He must criticize Yonglian when he returns. How could he be distracted at such a time?
The two returned to their seats and stood still. The crying sound in Yonglian's ears disappeared, but the creepy feeling remained.
Yonghuang turned his head and saw that his brother's face was pale. He thought he was unwell and asked in a low voice: "Second brother, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"
Yonglian shook his head and leaned close to Yonghuang's ear, "Brother, did you hear any crying? An old man's cry." They were close to each other just now, so maybe the eldest brother heard it.
Yonghuang: “???” He shook his head. This description sounded scary enough.
In broad daylight, with so many people around, he was the only one who encountered a ghost. Who wouldn’t be scared?
Yonglian hugged his chubby self and mustered up the courage to look at the coffin again. Everything was normal.
After Yonglian and his entourage had finished their ceremony, it was the turn of the late emperor's nephews and great-nephews.
The rest of the people waited on the side.
In such a solemn occasion, no one dared to whisper to each other, and the small movements of Yonghuang and Yonglian were very conspicuous.
Yunlu and others thought that the emperor's two sons were not as steady as the legend said. They dared to whisper to each other in such an occasion.
And there was the little Crown Prince Yonglian, who was absent-minded while performing the ceremony just now.
Yunluo hated people who were not solemn enough in such matters. If this person was not the emperor's son, he would definitely step forward and teach him a lesson.
Qianlong felt very embarrassed and hurriedly whispered to Hongzhou beside him, asking him to go and see what the two boys were whispering about.
Seeing his brother's grumpy face, Hong Zhou thought that his two nephews would be beaten when they got home. Although little Yonglian was a mean boy, it was too tragic that he had just healed his head wound and his butt was beaten up.
As the soft-hearted fifth uncle, he has already thought of a solution.
They said that little Yonglian was wearing too many clothes and had heatstroke.
But when he got to his two nephews, he found that their faces were paler than each other. Yonglian had a layer of sweat on his forehead, and he really looked like he had heatstroke.
"What's wrong with you two?" Hong Zhou asked in a low voice.
Yonghuang subconsciously looked at his younger brother. It seemed that only his second brother heard the crying.
Yonglian whispered, "I'm fine, I just... don't feel well."
Hong Zhou: “…”
You are really sick!
He quickly slipped back to Qianlong's side, "Brother, Yonglian seems to have a heat stroke."
When Qianlong heard this, he immediately became anxious. He couldn't see Yonglian's face clearly from this angle, so he didn't notice that he looked unhappy.
Yes, this child has always been sensible. If he wasn't unwell, he would never lose his manners in such a serious occasion.
"Why don't we let the two children go to the carriage first..."
Before Hongzhou could finish speaking, Qianlong had already strode towards Yonghuang and Yonglian.
As soon as the emperor moved, everyone present looked at the two little princes.
Yonglian: "..." He certainly couldn't say in front of so many people that he heard ghosts crying. It would be better for him to pretend to be sick first and then tell Khan Ama slowly when he got back.
When Qianlong arrived, Yonglian complained, "Khan Ama, I feel bad."
When Qianlong saw his expression, his heart suddenly tightened.
Seeing sweat on Yonglian's forehead, he leaned over and touched his back, which was also covered with sweat, and his mourning clothes were soaked.
Although the weather is hot today, it is not to this extent.
Qianlong felt more and more that something was wrong, so he picked up Yonglian.
Yonglian: "Well... well, it's not that uncomfortable. My son can walk."
Yonglian felt a little embarrassed to be held by an adult in front of so many people. Besides, he had no physical problems. What if Khan Ama knew the truth and blamed him for being spoiled?
Qianlong: "..." It really wasn't nice to hold his son in front of so many people. He thought for a moment and handed Yonglian to Hongzhou next to him. "Let's find a cooler room for Yonglian to lie down for a while."
Hong Zhou: “…”
Hong Zhou had no choice but to take his nephew, "I told you you're fat, but you still don't admit it..."
Before Hong Zhou could finish his rant, Qianlong glared at him. "Hurry up and send someone back to the palace to get the imperial physician!"
Hong Zhou quickly asked someone to lead the way.
While being held in Hongzhou's arms, Yonglian unconsciously looked towards the coffin.
Hong Zhou patted him on the back and said, "It's okay, your Mafa won't blame you."
Yonglian: “…”
Seeing that Yonghuang was a little dazed, Qianlong asked him to go and rest with Hongzhou and Yonglian.
After arranging the children, he explained to everyone present that the two little princes were not feeling well.
After explaining to everyone, he went to the coffin to burn incense and explain to the late emperor.
Oh my god! My son is the best. If he wasn't feeling really bad, he would never have been rude!
Everyone knew that the emperor was worried about his son, so they all left after completing the memorial ceremony.
Yonglian was arranged to stay in a room in the backyard. He lay on the Luohan bed by the window, with his mourning clothes off and only wearing an inner garment.
Seeing Hong Zhou panicking, he said, "Fifth Uncle, I'm fine, don't worry."
Hong Zhou thought his nephew was really sensible. Even he felt sorry for him.
After a while, Qianlong arrived.
Yonglian immediately sat up and said, "Khan Ama, I have something to tell you."
Hong Zhou: ???
Qianlong: ???
Qianlong signaled Hongzhou and Yonghuang to go to the outer room first, and he sat down beside the Arhat bed.
Yonglian: "Khan Ama, I just heard an old man crying in front of the coffin of the emperor."
Qianlong: “???”
Yonglian: "But I can't see that old man..." He hugged Qianlong's arm, "I'm a little scared..."
Qianlong: “!!!”
Qianlong actually didn't believe in ghosts and gods. When he heard his son say this, his first reaction was that other people were crying in front of the coffin.
The little guy heard it with his sharp ears.
"You didn't see anyone, so how do you know it was the old man?" Qianlong patted his son's back. This kid was just scaring himself.
"Because that voice sounds like... like Huang Mafa." Yonglian said.
In fact, he didn't hear it clearly, but the sound came from the direction of the late emperor's coffin, so let's just say that for now.
When seeing other ghosts, people will just say that he is weak and has a bad fate. They may even say that he has an unlucky fate and is prone to attracting dirty things.
But when you hear the cry of the late emperor, the meaning is different.
...Little Yonglian was just that scheming. As for why he could hear the ghost's cry? Whether the ghost would harm him was not something Yonglian could figure out.
Upon hearing this, Qianlong frowned, "Yonglian, look into Father's eyes when you speak. Did you really hear crying just now? Where did you hear it?"
"Just when I walked to the cushion and took the incense, and then after I kowtowed and returned to the team, I couldn't hear it anymore." Yonglian looked directly at Qianlong.
He didn't lie, he didn't feel guilty at all.
"Is that really the voice of your Emperor Mafa?" Qianlong asked again.
Yonglian nodded.
Yonghe Palace was the former emperor's secret residence, where his coffin is now placed. Moreover, the current emperor himself is also present. With the two emperors present, the place should be full of dragon energy, and ordinary ghosts would not dare to haunt it.
Then it can only be the ghost of old man Khan Ama!
"Why is Khan Ama crying?..." Qianlong couldn't help but murmur.
Yonglian: "The Queen must be missing you, Fifth Uncle, and those uncles... and me and Big Brother."
Qianlong: “…”
Qianlong tried to prop up his shaky three views and called Baitang'a, who was in charge of offering sacrifices in front of the coffin, to confirm again whether there was anyone else near the coffin when the two young princes had just paid tribute.
The man in the hall repeatedly assured that there were absolutely no unrelated people waiting around.
This place was under the charge of Prince Lu, who was not very good at other things but was a professional at funerals. He personally selected the people in the Lama Temple, and during the memorial service, no one would wander around randomly.
Qianlong was silent for a long time. "Go and make the arrangements. I want to bring the Second Prince to burn incense for the Emperor again."
Qianlong directly called the person to the inner room for questioning, and Yonglian was right next to him.
The worshipper couldn't help but glance at the Second Prince. The young boy sat close to the Emperor. The Emperor put one hand on his shoulder and patted him from time to time, as if to comfort him.
The Second Prince had been unwell a while ago and had misbehaved before the late emperor's spirit. Now that he seemed to have recovered somewhat, it would be a good idea to offer sacrifices again. Baitang didn't think much about it and left to make arrangements.
After everyone left, Qianlong patted Yonglian on the shoulder and said, "Just sit here, don't be afraid... Khan Ama will tell Uncle Wu a few words and he will be here soon."
Yonglian said: "It is the Emperor's law, Yonglian will not be afraid."
Qianlong looked into his son's clear eyes and felt soft in his heart. It must be because this child had a kind and pure heart, without a trace of distracting thoughts, that he could sense Khan Ama.
Seeing his brother coming out with a serious face, Hong Zhou immediately approached him curiously, "What's going on with Yonglian? Why is he so secretive?"
Qianlong: "You should send Yonghuang back to the palace first."
Hong Zhou: "??? Then my royal brother..."
"Yonglian and I want to spend some more time with Khan Ama," said Qianlong.
Khan Ama, if you have any requests or dissatisfactions, please tell me, don’t scare the child!
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