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Chapter 311 Mrs. Kong leaves Beijing
The matter of the funeral of the Prince was very beautiful. Although Jinghua was abolished before his death, all the rituals of the funeral were all in accordance with the specifications of the Prince.
Even the funeral of Confucius is in accordance with the specifications of Prince Edward!
The tombs of the two are the same.
This is the deliberate account of Emperor Sui, who could not be in the same room during his lifetime.
Also after the funeral -
Jing Rong left the mausoleum garden. When he came out, someone handed him a box with a cloth and a scroll.
The man went to: "Wang, you have already done it."
"Ok."
He held the box and the painting in his hand and got on the carriage, but he did not immediately return to the palace, but went to the direction of Confucius.
Confucius!
Mrs. Kong sealed the temple of the temple, and all the incense sticks were collected, and the Buddha inside was moved to the temple for worship.
The entire house is no longer filled with incense sticks everywhere.
No pungent smell, but with a touch of fragrance!
When Jing Rong arrived, Mrs. Kong was just packing up and planned to leave Beijing today.
Juaner was helping me, and she was in a hurry.
Just after the last time Ji Yunshu came, Mrs. Kong took Juan to the palace.
Seeing the scene, Mrs. Kong put down her hand and hurried forward.
"See Rong Wang."
"Mrs. Kong doesn't have to be polite." He raised his hand and helped.
"How can Wang Ye come over?"
It stands to reason that at this time, Jing Rong should be in the mausoleum, or go to the palace, how come here?
Jing Rong carefully looked at Juan.
When Juan, she was interested in the time, and she lost her hand, she quickly went out.
There is only Mrs. Jing Rong and Mrs. Kong in the house.
Jing Rong said: "Mrs. Kong, this king is here to send you something."
thing?
Being wondering -
Jing Rong took out the painting that he brought, and gave it to Mrs. Kong. At the same time, she explained: "There is a painting here, let's see it."
Mrs. Kong carefully took the past and opened the painting.
In the painting, the woman stands under the peach tree, picking an embroidered hand and gently folding a peach flower, and smelling it on the tip of the nose, a light blue dress, with the wind, the peach petals fall on the skirt, like scattered Open the paint like.
Hey!
The delicate face was pink and rosy, and the almond eyes were slightly bent. It was like a spring water, and the small lips were in a piece of light red light, which was fascinating.
Pretty!
very beautiful!
"This is a nephew!"
Mrs. Kong’s voice trembled.
Holding the hands at both ends of the scroll, I also trembled, and some were unbelievable.
Jing Rong said: "This portrait is painted by Mr. Ji. You keep it as a memorial."
"Hey..." Mrs. Kong’s eyes were red, her fingers touched the portrait, and it took a long time to slow down, sucking her nose and carefully rolling up the portrait.
Looking up at Jing Rong: "I am still tired of Wang Ye on behalf of me, thank you Mr. Ji, this kind of love, I will not forget this life."
"Yep.""My most sorry person is the nephew. When the emperor secretly sealed her as a princess, I should strongly oppose it, and there will be no result today."
"Mrs. Kong doesn't have to blame herself, and the king is wrong. If she gave her an answer early, she wouldn't wait so long."
With a guilt in the tone.
Mrs. Kong said: "I think, my nephew has never regretted waiting for the prince."
Be sure!
Jing Rong dropped his brow and took a deep breath. This topic has not continued.
Then he handed the box to Mrs. Kong: "This king is the owner of the private, burning the body of Kong Tong, inside, is her ashes, you still take her away from the capital, the palace, the mausoleum Yeah, not the place she wants."
"This……"
Mrs. Kong was shocked. After she put down the portrait, she held the box and her tears could not stop flowing.
Slowly pry the cloth on the box and gently touch the small lines above it, just like holding his daughter's face, her kind face, with a bit of pain.
However, the worried Wang Jing asked: "Wang Ye will burn the body of the nephew, the mausoleum..."
"Only the Prince, another coffin, is empty. You can rest assured that the Prince’s funeral was taken over by the king. No one will find it, and it has already been buried. No one will open it again. You can take it with you. The ashes of Confucius were buried in the Kong family, or scattered in the Taolin with the wind."
The tone is very light.
He knows that Kong Tong likes peach blossoms.
And the source of his own peach blossom is indeed for the kind of Kong, but he has never said it all the time.
Mrs. Kong held the box and nodded. She couldn’t support herself and sat down on the side.
Because Jing Jin had to enter the palace, she left without paying more.
When Juan, seeing the house where he left, he saw his wife holding the picture and a box crying.
"Madam, are you okay?"
"Nothing!" Mrs. Kong lifted her clothes.
The sleeves wiped away the tears.
Juan Er also blinked, the little nose sucked, looked at the painting and the box, and cautiously asked: "Madam, these two things, but related to the lady?"
Mrs. Kong nodded and gently patted Juan's back.
"In the future, we will not come to Beijing anymore. Let's go to Qingshanju. There is a Taolin, and we will go with a nephew."
"Yep!"
Juan children focus on the head.
......
After Jing Rong left, he rushed into the palace. When he arrived at the gate of the city, he had not yet got off the carriage. He heard the voice of Jing Zhaoyin coming from outside.
"The funeral of the two great emperors was urgent, and they had a troublesome thing."
Sighed, full of complaints!
The adult next to him asked: "Yi Daren (Jing Zhao Yin), what is more trouble than the funeral of the great emperor?""In the past few days, there was a woman from Yufu County who ran three times and five times to hand the appeal. There was no evidence, no witnesses, and that thing had been going on for several years. Now I am going to Beijing to turn over the case. This is a procedural matter. It’s not easy, and the case has been closed a few years ago. Now that the appeal has been closed, you are not embarrassed.”
"Is this not Dali Temple?"
Not to mention it, this mention, Jing Zhaoyin is like a chicken blood, some angry.
The whispered said: "The official position of the criminal department of the criminal department was removed by the emperor a few years ago. According to the truth, the local case should indeed be taken over by Dali Temple. This case is tricky. The woman does not go through the procedure. Directly to Beijing to appeal, Dali Temple will naturally not accept, can only come to Beijing Jing Zhaofu, you said that miserable? If the position of the sentenced officer is not withdrawn, a word of the matter, the program will be exempted, so you do not have to worry I am."
moan and groan!
These words have been listened to by the scenery without the carriage.
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