Chapter 150 When do we act?
The emperor is the emperor after all, so controlling his facial expressions is no problem for him.
He was just caught off guard by Wen Ling's attack and quickly controlled his facial expression.
After it was his turn and Wen Ling's turn to burn incense, he walked up to Lin Qingxuan, bowed slightly, and said sincerely: "Please accept my condolences and take care of yourself. You are the eldest disciple of Zhang Tianshi, you can't fall down. Zhang Tianshi's family will have to rely on you in the future!"
What the emperor said was nothing more than polite words that anyone who came to mourn would say.
Lin Qingxuan also bowed back: "Thank you for your concern, I will definitely do it."
After he bowed, he looked up and saw the emperor's face clearly. A barely perceptible trace of doubt flashed across his face.
He basically knew everyone his master had come into contact with during his lifetime, and there were very few people who came to mourn today who he didn't know.
The only person in front of him, Mr. Huang, was someone he didn't recognize at all and had no impression of at all.
But if I say I don’t know him, I feel that the person in front of me has an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if I have seen him somewhere before.
However, Lin Qingxuan was only confused for a moment. He did not think much about it and just thought that he might have seen it before and just forgot about it.
He should be an insignificant little person.
Lin Qingxuan responded with a polite official smile, and made a gesture to the side, inviting him to go to the next round.
The emperor went to Zhang Tianshi's wife, Madam Zhang, to comfort her. As a result, Gordon handed over paper money and bent down to burn it in front of Zhang Tianshi's two daughters.
This paper money was prepared by Wen Ling.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the paper money was put into the brazier, the flame, which was burning weakly at first, suddenly "whoosh" and jumped up to a height of more than one person.
If Gordon had not been quick to pull the emperor back, the emperor’s eyebrows would have been burned.
The flame, which was more than a meter tall, continued to burn until the stack of paper money was burned out, and then it returned to its original small flame shape.
The sudden movement here attracted everyone's attention, including Lin Qingxuan, and everyone looked over here.
The emperor was a little frightened when he saw the flames getting smaller again.
The Zhang family was even more stunned, not understanding what had suddenly happened.
Gao Deng was still smart and said immediately: "This paper money was specially brought by my master Huang from Wanshiwu after being blessed by Master Ling. It must be because this paper money is so useful that Zhang Tianshi was very happy, and the flame jumped so high!"
When everyone heard this, they thought of the deeds of the Wanshiwu and Princess Chen, and quickly agreed that it was true. It seemed that they had heard that if the ancestors who received the paper money were too happy, the flames of the paper money would be more prosperous.
Mrs. Zhang and her two daughters finally calmed down and said to the emperor gratefully, "Mr. Huang is so thoughtful."
The emperor wiped his eyebrows that were almost burned off, smiled awkwardly and said, "It should be so. After all, Master Zhang has done me a favor."
When Wen Ling passed by, he directly sent a message to Madam Zhang: "The flames just jumped up suddenly because of the injustice of Zhang Tianshi's death. No matter what happens later, please do as I say and don't panic."
Mrs. Zhang suddenly looked up at Wen Ling, then turned around and looked around. Everyone looked normal, as if she was the only one who heard what Wen Ling said.
Mrs. Zhang looked shocked. She even thought she was hallucinating because she was too sad.
Then, Wen Ling's hand gently stroked her face, and Wen Ling's face changed into another look, a different face.
And she recognized that face; it was clearly the face of Princess Chen!
Before, when Zhang Tianshi couldn’t sleep at night, she went to the Wanshiwu to buy calming tea in person, so she knew Princess Chen!
After Wen Ling finished speaking, he followed Mr. Huang and left.
Mrs. Zhang was so shocked that her expression didn't have time to react and looked a little dull.
When the next guest came to pay his respects, she was still standing there in a daze, unable to react.
Lin Qingxuan noticed it and asked with concern: "Master's wife, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired?"
Mrs. Zhang was in a state of panic, but she knew it was not appropriate to make it public at this time. She just shook her head and said, "It's okay. Maybe I'm too tired."
"Then Master's wife, why don't you go to the back and rest first? You must take good care of your health!" Lin Qingxuan said with concern.
Mrs. Zhang shook her head again: "It's okay, I want to see him off here for the last time."
Lin Qingxuan did not persuade him any further.
After the incense burning and mourning, there will be a funeral banquet at noon.
Zhang Tianshi passed away at the age of seventy, which was actually considered a happy funeral in this dynasty.
Therefore, wine and meat can be prepared at a funeral, just like a normal banquet.
The guests who come to mourn can drink and eat meat normally. People who know each other will also greet each other, talk about their recent situation, and try to build relationships.
But compared to ordinary banquets, there was less talking and laughing, and everyone was more serious.
During the banquet, someone asked the emperor where he worked. The emperor said he was a newly appointed doctor in the Ministry of Works.
Except for the Shangshu and Shilang of the Ministry of Works, the presence of the officials below them was extremely low, so no one suspected them.
The people in the front hall finally finished mourning, and Lin Qingxuan came over with Madam Zhang. Madam Zhang, supported by her two daughters, sat down at the head of the table.
Mrs. Zhang kept her head down and remained silent the entire time. Everyone thought she might be too sad, and no one suspected that Mrs. Zhang was not in good condition or something.
However, before Mrs. Zhang sat down, she subconsciously glanced at the banquet tables and happened to meet Wen Ling's eyes.
Wen Ling blinked at her. Mrs. Zhang shuddered all over, then sat down as if nothing had happened.
However, after Mrs. Zhang sat down, Lin Qingxuan stood in front and talked to the guests for a long time.
The general meaning is to thank everyone for taking time out of their busy schedules to mourn. Zhang Tianshi would definitely be very happy if he knew about this. He was Zhang Tianshi's most trusted disciple, and Zhang Tianshi's relatives and friends were his relatives and friends.
I hope that after Zhang Tianshi passes away, this friendship can still be maintained with everyone.
The way he said this made it seem like he was the future head of the Zhang family, as if he were Zhang Tianshi's eldest son.
But no one thought there was anything wrong with what he said, because Zhang Tianshi had no sons, only daughters, and there was no man in the family to support the family, so this eldest disciple was just like a son.
Many people also praised Lin Qingxuan, saying that he was filial and had been so busy with Zhang Tianshi's affairs that he had not slept for three days.
The emperor, who knew the truth, could no longer bear to hear it. He could not help but whisper to Wen Ling: "What should we do now? Are we waiting for the right time to expose Lin Qingxuan?"
Wen Ling drank a small bowl of duck soup slowly and asked, "Are you full? I'll take action when you're full."
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