Phoenix Hairpin Chapter 682: Waiting
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Li Jing slept for more than an hour, and quietly got up before the fifth watch.
At this time, it was not yet dawn.
The soft and hazy candlelight passed through the layers of gauze and fell on Lu Mingyu's sleeping face. The icy and heroic face seemed extraordinarily soft at this time, and even had a bit of fragility that was not usually present.
Li Jing's heart was overflowing with tenderness. He didn't dare to lean over to kiss her face, for fear of waking her up. He tiptoed off the couch, and lightly dressed and put on shoes.
The slight sound still woke Lu Mingyu up.
Lu Mingyu has been practicing martial arts all year round, and her ears are extremely sensitive. When she woke up from her deep sleep, she was still a little confused when she opened her eyes: "Where are you going?"
Li Jing whispered: "I'll go to the mourning hall to kneel down, you can continue to sleep! I guess I don't have time to come back during the day, so tonight, I'll quietly go back to the East Palace."
Lu Mingyu hummed.
After Li Jing left, Lu Mingyu slept for another two hours.
I slept enough, and my spirits are very good.
Qiyun waited for Lu Mingyu to wash up briefly, and then waited for the master to change the dressing, while whispering: "Early this morning, the Queen Mother sent someone to deliver a letter, and the three little highnesses went to the inner mourning hall to kneel."
Lu Mingyu lay on the bed and couldn't move. Naturally, she couldn't kneel, so she only changed into filial piety. Li Jue, Li Xuan, and Li Cong, three of them, went to the Jiaofang Temple early this morning to kneel.
Lu Mingyu said softly, "Have Princess Hui'an and Princess Jing'an entered the palace?"
Qiyun nodded: "The two princesses and the concubine have both entered the palace and knelt down. Concubine Meng's corpse is not eligible to be placed in the mourning hall, and a small mourning hall has been set up. I heard that Princess Jing'an was about to faint from crying. "
For Princess Jing'an, it was a real slump.
In just a few days, she lost her father, brother, uncle, and now even her own mother.
Lu Mingyu didn't have the slightest affection for Concubine Meng, nor did she feel that Concubine Meng's death deserved any pitiful sympathy, and said lightly, "What the first prince has done has nothing to do with Jing'an. I won't go to trouble her."
After a pause, he asked in a low voice, "Did the fourth prince and the fourth prince go to the mourning hall?"
There are people staring at each palace in the harem, and every move is hidden from the eyes and ears of the East Palace.
Qiyun replied: "His Royal Highness asked the fourth prince to send a letter to the fourth prince. The fourth prince's injury was not yet healed, so he was supported into the mourning hall. The high-ranking Mrs. Gao Ming also entered the palace early this morning to kneel. There was a lot of kneeling in the Jiaofang Hall."
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Lu Mingyu couldn't go, all this trivial matter was on Queen Qiao.
Lu Mingyu couldn't help but sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to stay."
Qiyun's spirit was tense, and she immediately said: "The imperial doctor specially told me not to stay for two months. After two months, I will see how the injury is recovering."
"The Empress and Her Royal Highnesses are the ones who take care of everything in the world. The three little princes are all grown up and sensible. The Empress doesn't care about anything, just focus on taking care of your body."
Lu Mingyu chuckled: "Okay, I will listen to you."
Qiyun pursed her lips and smiled: "The slave and maid are bold and talkative, don't take it to heart."
As soon as Li Jing came back, Lu Mingyu was relieved of the burden and in a particularly good mood. He laughed softly: "No one else dares to care about me, nor dare to talk too much. I will always listen to what you say."
There was a funeral in the palace, so the master and servant stopped talking and laughing.
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Li Jing knelt down during the day, and at the third watch at night, he quietly returned to the East Palace. Return to the mourning hall in less than five watch. In all, I only close my eyes for less than two hours a day.
The courtiers pretended to be deaf and dumb, just pretending they didn't know.
His Royal Highness is still injured, and kneeling is the most consuming of physical strength. But you can't wear down His Royal Highness.
One emperor and one courtier. The remains of Emperor Yongjia have not yet been buried, and the courtiers have automatically and spontaneously regarded His Royal Highness as the new emperor, and they are always thinking of His Royal Highness.
All officials will kneel, the world will be mourned, and all political affairs of the country will be put on hold for the time being. The memorials presented from various places are piled up together, and no one cares.
After the first seven days, Mr. Qiao Ge trembled and said to His Royal Highness: "It will take seven, seven and forty-nine days to stop the spirit. The political affairs of the country cannot always be ignored. It doesn't matter, let it be for the time being. Some important things, One or two should be dealt with."
In the folks, the first 71 can be buried. The funeral of the Son of Heaven lasts seven to seventy-nine days. It is really inappropriate to ignore political affairs for such a long time.
The Great Wei has a vast territory, and more than a hundred counties, large and small, have a pile of memorials every day.
Li Jing pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, "I have to stay in the mourning hall. Just ask Mr. Ge and several ministers to work in two shifts, and take turns to read the memorial. It doesn't matter, just watch the disposal. It's very important, and I'll report it later. ."
Elder Qiao Ge also had this intention, and quickly responded.
The next day, Yang Shangshu of the Ministry of War brought a memorial into the mourning hall, and whispered to His Highness the Prince for instructions: "The Marquis of Puyang has the memorial, and wants to enter the palace to kneel for the emperor."
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Manchu civil and military capitals came to kneel. As a military general and a cousin of Emperor Yongjia's direct cousin, he should always come to the mourning hall to kowtow and keep the spirit.
Li Jing didn't answer right away.
He quietly got up and went to the quiet side hall, and asked his father-in-law Lu Lin to come over to discuss the matter: "...Father-in-law, is it appropriate to call the Marquis of Puyang into the palace now?"
Lu Lin's eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "The Marquis of Puyang has to do his duty as a minister, of course His Highness cannot stop him. Rest assured, Your Highness, the situation in the capital is now settled, and the Marquis of Puyang will not be able to overcome the storm."
As a man of Puyang Hou, I didn't dare to move before, and now I don't dare to move.
This memorial is also for my own face. As a courtier, you can't help but kneel.
Li Jing sighed softly: "I think so too. However, I still asked my father-in-law, and I feel more at ease."
Looking at these heartfelt words, Lu Lin's heart warmed.
He raised his eyebrows at Li Jingluo and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Your Highness! The overall situation has been decided, and no one can shake His Highness' status."
The two husband-in-law looked at each other tacitly.
Li Jing has not yet ascended the throne and cannot use the imperial seal. It was proposed that, using the seal of the East Palace, the Duke of Puyang was summoned to the palace to kneel.
One day later, the Marquis of Puyang, dressed in filial attire, entered the palace.
Before entering the palace, his horses and weapons were left outside the palace gate. Only four personal soldiers were brought into the palace. These four personal soldiers were also unarmed and did not even enter the door of Wenhua Hall.
The Marquis of Puyang entered the mourning hall alone.
All the civil and military officials are kneeling, and everyone is wearing white filial piety clothes. At first glance, they are pale.
Puyang Hou Hong came in, knelt down in front of Emperor Yongjia's coffin, banged his head three times, then held the coffin and wept, "Your Majesty, the minister is late!"