Chapter 789 Clash - Funeral Procession
Gu Renjie's words successfully attracted Lu Hexuan's attention. He raised his hand and hurriedly said, "Lord Gu, what method do you have? Tell me."
With the consent of the emperor, Gu Renjie clasped his hands in a fist salute. “Although it is almost winter, there is no reason to keep the body for ten days or half a month. Fortunately, the empresses whose bodies are kept here are all of high rank. Since they are all members of the royal family, I think it would be better to have them buried together according to their rank, separate by gender.”
Gu Renjie meant that the emperor would be followed by the eldest and fourth princes, while the empress would be followed by the concubines according to their rank.
Although there was no precedent for this before, it now seems to be the best approach.
"I believe that what Lord Gu said is feasible."
Ji Wenjin was the first to stand up and express her agreement, followed by Yun Yichen, Gu Jin, and so on, one after another.
It is said that precedents are set by people. Lu Hexuan looked at everyone, hesitated for a long time, and then nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the funeral arrangements had already been finalized, the Grand Chancellor couldn't help but want to demand a thorough investigation into the truth. Before he could speak, Lu Hexuan waved his hand and said, "For now, we will only discuss the funeral arrangements. Other matters can be discussed after the national mourning period."
"But……"
The Grand Secretary wanted to say something more, but ultimately gave up under Lu Hexuan's warning gaze.
Time flew by, and it was October 12th, the day of the funeral. Because it was a national day of mourning and so many members of the royal family had died at the same time, almost all the people in the capital gathered around the funeral procession.
The funeral procession was long and impressive. As soon as it left the palace gates, it filled the streets, with cries and wails rising louder and louder.
Officials saw them off, and the long line of commoners stretched for miles outside the capital.
This unprecedented funeral was jokingly referred to by later generations as: "A funeral procession that lasts for ten miles!"
Gu Shuyan had finished her postpartum confinement by this day. She was happily playing with Jiankang in the yard when Pearl rushed in from outside.
"Miss, everything is ready."
Gu Shuyan nodded upon hearing this, picked up Jiankang, then had Wuyin take the cloak, and walked out.
The carriage stopped early outside the Yun residence. Gu Shuyan handed the child to Yufei, who was already in the carriage, before Pearl helped her up.
The carriage was very large, and it felt quite spacious even with Gu Shuyan, her four servants, and a child.
"Madam, there is something I don't understand."
Now that Wuyin has been by her side for a while, she is no longer as reserved as before, especially after she killed Shadow with her own hands, she has become more cheerful.
"you say."
Gu Shuyan looked at Jiankang, who was reluctant to fall asleep in her arms, and couldn't help but pinch his little face.
Upon seeing this, Wuyin considered her words carefully, "Why does Madam want to take the young master to see the royal funeral?"
Even if a mother wanted to watch the excitement, she wouldn't be willing to bring her child in such cold weather. But Gu Shuyan specially brought the little boy over early this morning and wouldn't let the wet nurse take him away, which was quite unusual.
Upon hearing this, Gu Shuyan raised her head, looked into Wuyin's eyes, and asked in return, "Then why did you insist on getting Jiankang back in the first place?"
A single question struck a chord deep within Wuyin's heart, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to have been overlooking a problem all along.
She had always assumed that taking action against the royal family was her master's idea, that her master wanted to avenge the prince consort and the princess, but she overlooked the fact that the lady seemed to have always been hostile to the royal family, even more so than her master.
"It was my rudeness."
Wu Yin clasped her hands in apology. Now that her doubts had been resolved, she naturally wouldn't pry into her master's privacy anymore.
The carriage slowly approached the noisy crowd. Because the front door of the teahouse was completely blocked, the Yun family's carriage had to stop at the back door.
Gu Shuyan carried the child down from the carriage, and the group was led by the waiter to the private room that had been reserved in advance.
Gu Shuyan was stunned when she pushed open the door, because there were two more people inside.
"Isn't my husband going to the imperial mausoleum today?"
As Gu Shuyan spoke, she carried the child inside. Yun Yichen was not wearing a mask today, and his stunningly beautiful face was smiling at her.
"Isn't this so I can spend time with you and the children?"
As Yun Yichen spoke, he took Jiankang from Gu Shuyan's hands. Seeing Jiankang waving at him, his heart melted instantly.
Watching the interaction between the father and son, Gu Shuyan couldn't help but smile gently, "I think you just didn't want to go to the imperial mausoleum, so you made up this excuse."
Yun Yichen reached out to tease Xiao Jiankang, and his smile deepened as he listened to Gu Shuyan's words.
"As expected, nothing can be hidden from my wife. I never want to go to this imperial mausoleum again in my life."
Yun Yichen had not forgotten the scene of his mother's burial, a place filled with unpleasant memories. Coupled with these people he never wanted to see again, he was even less inclined to go.
Sitting in his wheelchair, the Third Prince Lu Youming was forced to watch the family of three enjoying themselves, and for some reason, he felt a slight pang of pain in his heart.
Looking at the infant in swaddling clothes, even though he couldn't see the baby's face clearly, the Third Prince still felt a sense of familiarity.
"Waaaaah"
The Third Prince let out a few sobs, and Gu Shuyan, who had been laughing and joking nearby, finally composed herself.
"Why did you bring him here, my husband?"
Gu Shuyan's gaze toward the Third Prince was clearly unfriendly. She thought she would never see this person again in her life, but unexpectedly, they met again not long after.
Yun Yichen sensed the change in Gu Shuyan's emotions, freed one arm to pull her close, and said, "Now the Third Prince is the only prince who is still alive. You said his family is all dead, can't we let him come and see?"
Yun Yichen's words were extremely gentle, but their content sent chills down one's spine.
Looking at the two people standing side by side opposite him, the Third Prince suddenly felt as if he were seeing a demon.
Just then, the sound of funeral horns and drums came from afar. The group looked in the direction of the sound. Leading the way was Lu Hexuan, who was carrying the emperor's memorial tablet in his arms. Behind him were neat rows of coffins, which came one after another.
"It's so lively! Look, all those people have smiles on their faces, as if they're celebrating a happy occasion."
Gu Shuyan's gaze swept over the crowds, then looked at the common people who were watching the spectacle with their heads down and chuckling. Something in her heart seemed to gradually disappear.
She felt an unprecedented sense of ease, and her hand holding Yun Yichen's moved slightly involuntarily.
Noticing Gu Shuyan's change, Yun Yichen took her hand and subtly felt her pulse.
In the past, Gu Shuyan's pulse was weak and irregular, but today he could clearly feel that Gu Shuyan's pulse had become stronger, as if her whole body had regained its vitality.
Yun Yichen knew that Gu Shuyan had finally let go of the knot in her heart that had been troubling her for so long.
"This is what celebrating a happy occasion is all about."
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