Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 886: Master asked me to look at His Highness

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Yao died unexpectedly. Although it was not Xuan Tianming's intention, he still frowned at the coffin for a long time, frightening the soldiers around him so much that they did not dare to speak out. Feng Jinyuan was shocked to see After opening it, there was not much fear, but Ji Lingtian and the official who killed Yao were so frightened that they peed their pants, fearing that the ninth prince would kill them on the spot if he got excited.

However, Xuan Tianming did not choose to kill the two of them at this time. He ordered people to open Yao's coffin. After personally confirming the identity of the deceased, he immediately ordered the expensive coffin to be prepared again and buried him on the third day. , and then returned to the house where he temporarily lived in Shaping City.

But everyone can see that the Ninth Prince's face is not kind, and he is afraid that he is not kind. When Feng Jinyuan saw everyone, he just stood there and watched the Ninth Prince leave. Then no one had any idea. He took the initiative and said to the soldiers: "Now we should first send someone to the coffin shop and follow the orders of His Highness Ninth Prince. Buy the best coffin. At the same time -" he looked at Ji Lingtian, with hatred in his eyes, "keep these two people in jail and watch them carefully, and make sure nothing goes wrong. Do you understand what this means? We just can't let them Okay, but we can't let them die. It would be too easy for them to die easily." He paused and then said: "As for me... Yao is my first wife after all, let me handle this funeral! Don’t worry, I won’t run away. Besides, this is Shaping City, the territory of His Highness Ninth Prince. Even if I want to run away, I have nowhere to go.”

The soldiers felt that what he said was quite reasonable. In addition, Feng Jinyuan was quite honest along the way. They did not dare to ask the Ninth Prince for instructions anymore, so they might as well just follow what he said. At worst, I'll ask General He Gan later.

People took action immediately. Those who bought coffins bought coffins, those who chose a cemetery chose a cemetery, and those who Guan Ji Lingtian chose Guan Ji Lingtian. But in fact, everything is easy to do, but choosing a cemetery is really a bit difficult.

This is a desert, with sand everywhere. Is there any place where I can bury people? The area along the water source in the city is suitable for excavation, but that river is the river of life for the people of Shaping City. It is always not good to bury coffins next to it. Plus, as Song Kang said, no one can guarantee that it will happen if the body is buried for a long time. What kind of change would be fatal if the water source becomes excessively rotten.

The soldiers had no choice. Even after asking He Gan, they couldn't come up with an idea. In the end, they could only hope in Feng Jinyuan. Feng Jinyuan has never done anything serious since he fell from the position of Prime Minister Zuo. Even if he pretended to be the princess with Yao Fu Ya and others a while ago, and listened to Ji Lingtian calling each other Zuo Prime Minister, he told the truth, I haven’t regained much of the feeling I had before. Now, organizing the funeral for Yao family, he seemed to have returned to a few years ago, to the time when the Feng family was still glorious. He was in charge of everything, and the people below would ask him if they didn't understand something. He came to ask for instructions.

Feng Jinyuan took the initiative to take over the task of finding a cemetery. He visited several people in Shaping City and sincerely asked them how the people of Shaping City were buried. In fact, it stands to reason that Yao's body should be transported back to the capital. After all, that is the root of the Yao family. However, the conditions did not allow it. It was too hot in the southern boundary. It had already started to rot after only two days of work. If I continued to toss it, I feared that the coffin would not be able to get out of Luotian Mansion and it would be completely destroyed. It is safest to bury them on the spot. If the Yao family wants to stay there for a few years, they can send people to move them.

The people of Shaping City told him that there was a small oasis area ten miles east of the city. People did not build a city and live there, but used it specifically to bury the dead. But the Yao family is a foreigner, so it stands to reason that they should not be buried there, and the prefect of Shaping City will not allow outsiders to be buried there. After all, the place is too small. If you bury them wantonly, it will easily lead to insufficient space. It will be bad if Shaping City cannot bury its own people. Therefore, for many years, every family in the city had to go to the government to register for funerals. The prefect issued a note before being allowed to be buried in that oasis.

However, the common people also said: "Now that Shaping has returned to Dashun, there is no need to care about the etiquette of ancient Shu. As long as the ninth prince of Dashun agrees, there will be no problem."

Feng Jinyuan knew that Xuan Tianming would definitely agree, so he didn’t ask any questions at all. He directly arranged for the soldiers to take him to the oasis to take a look first, choose a good place, dig the grave pit, and set the tombstone. Also carve it. When it was time to carve the tombstone, Feng Jinyuan personally went to ask Xuan Tianming for instructions on how to write the inscription and in whose name it should be erected.

Xuan Tianming was also unambiguous and expressed his position: "Of course it will be established in the name of this king and Hengheng." After thinking about it again, he added: "Add Zi Rui."

Feng Jinyuan saluted him and left without saying anything else. At this time, Xuan Tianming was sitting in the hall of the temporary house in Shaping City. Next to him, Song Kang was also tinkering with some potions. Xuan Tianming said helplessly: "Can you move to another place to tinker with these things? Don't you have your own room?"

Song Kang answered very matter of factly: "Master said before leaving, let me take a good look at His Highness."

Xuan Tianming was speechless. Watching? Such a view? Feng Yuheng meant to ask Songkang to keep an eye on his health at all times, okay? Why is this guy looking like a thief? However, he was too lazy to make plans with him. Generally speaking, Song Kang was not annoying. This man was a medical idiot and was immersed in medicine. Even if the two of them were in the same room, they might not have any communication for a day. Everyone is busy doing their own thing without disturbing each other. In addition, nearly half of Qian Zhou's 100,000 troops were still intolerable to the heat, emergencies always occurred, and Xuan Tianming wanted to ask him about the situation of the soldiers at any time.

But this time after Feng Jinyuan left, Song Kang finally had something to say. He stared at Feng Jinyuan's leaving back for a while, and then said, "Did this person take good medicine? The whole person Everything is back to normal."

Xuan Tianming snorted coldly: "Some people will not look back until they reach the underworld. They will not change their minds until they see what real death is. If they had treated the Yao family and A-Heng like this in the past, the Feng family would Why did we end up like this?"

Song Kang sniffed and agreed: "Yes! He doesn't want a daughter as good as my master. He has to recognize a wild one. He doesn't know what his brain is made of. How about someday I Cut him open and take a good look?"

Xuan Tianming did not continue the discussion with him. All Songkang could think about was cutting this and that, and even said that he learned how to cut people's heads from his wife. It was really...perverted!

Song Kang naturally didn't know Xuan Tianming's high opinion of him, so he turned his head and continued to study the potions.

Soon, the day of Yao's burial came. Everyone got up early that morning, including Xuan Tianming, who for the first time changed out of his purple robe and wore white clothes.

Almost no one has ever seen the Ninth Prince wearing white clothes. In people’s minds, white clothes seem to be the representative of His Highness the Seventh Prince. But now when I see His Highness the Ninth Prince wearing it, I also think it looks good, with a hint of evil charm. It has a hint of desolation and a very unique aura.

It can be said that Yao's funeral was organized by Feng Jinyuan. Xuan Tian Mingzong felt that Yao was Feng Yuheng's biological mother after all, but the relationship between mother and daughter was also there. What he has done is also there. It is a kindness for him to order a rich burial, so he will not bother more.

Fortunately, Feng Jinyuan took this matter very seriously, with some guilt and affection for Yao. The funeral was really grand. In the past few days, a mourning hall was built, and every night He would kneel in front of Yao's soul and burn the paper money one by one. So much so that on the day of burial, both of Feng Jinyuan's eyes were black, and he had no energy at all.

The coffin was personally transported from Lanzhou by Xi Fang. It was made of fine nanmu. He Gan and Xi Fang considered themselves to be Feng Yu Heng’s apprentices and took the initiative to carry the coffin. Two corners were handed over to Song Kang and Bai Ze who had been following Xuan Tianming to carry them.

Feng Jinyuan walked in front carrying the spiritual flag and a basket in his hand. From time to time he would grab a handful of paper money from it and raise it to the sky without saying a word.

Xuan Tianming also followed the coffin, walking silently, looking at the surprised eyes of the people in Shaping City, and wondering if Feng Yuheng would blame him when he got here. Although Yao was not killed by him, he did die because of his order. In this matter, he did need to bear some responsibility.

" Is the Ninth Prince going to kill us?"

The soldiers around him snorted coldly and said without courtesy: "What? You and your wife are capable of conspiring with the Eighth Prince to create a fake princess, but you didn't expect that one day you would have to pay the price for it? To destroy the nine tribes? You dare to do something, but when it comes to annihilating the nine tribes, why do you have no backbone?"

As soon as Mrs. Jiang heard this, she collapsed. If someone hadn't been holding her behind her, she would have sat on the ground like mud. Even now, she was extremely embarrassed. Ji Lingtian felt miserable when he saw his wife like this, but he had no choice. As the soldier said, when he recognized Fu Ya as the princess of Ji'an, he should have thought that one day Japan will pay a heavy price for this. It was just that I was too optimistic in the past. I didn't expect that the Ninth Prince's army would be so brave. It could capture the first city of ancient Shu without the help of Biennan's 300,000 troops. This is probably not the case for the Eighth Prince who is far away in Beijing. You can’t even imagine it!

He sighed bitterly, saying sorry to his wife ten thousand times in his heart. Then he remembered the three words "annihilate nine tribes" just now, and began to mourn for his family again.

The oasis in the east of Shaping City was quickly reached. The place where Feng Jin Yuanxuan erected his tomb was very good. It was backed by a big tree and next to a water source. As soon as one stood here, he felt relaxed and happy. That place in the desert Half of the intense heat was gone.

Xuan Tianming didn’t know that Feng Jinyuan still had such abilities, so he nodded with satisfaction but didn’t say much. In his opinion, no matter how much Feng Jinyuan tried to make amends, he could not make up for the heart he had lost, let alone the unfair treatment his daughter-in-law had received in the Feng family over the years. Think about him Just gritted his teeth.

As the Romans do, Feng Jinyuan invited a local Feng Shui master from Shaping to host Yao's funeral. The etiquette was very formal and solemn.

Before he was laid to rest, Xuan Tianming said: "Ji Lingtian, the magistrate of Lanzhou, beheaded the murderer together with the official to commemorate the soul of Mrs. Yao in heaven!"