Hairpin Phoenix - Chapter 689

   Chapter 689 Burial

  Prince Li Jing personally supported the coffin of Emperor Yongjia, and all the ministers went to the imperial mausoleum together.

  The loyal father and son of General Liang Da, as well as the corpse of Eunuch Liu, were taken to the imperial mausoleum for burial. It is also regarded as the burial of Emperor Yongjia.

   They all died for Emperor Yongjia, and they are all loyal ministers that are hard to find in the world. It is also a supreme honor to be buried in the imperial tomb after death and enjoy the incense of the royal family forever.

   As for the eldest prince, he would not be eligible to be buried in the imperial mausoleum if he killed his own father. As early as a few days ago, he was sent out of the palace to find a random place to be buried.

  The Marquis of Guangping was rebellious and rebelled. Li Jing was reluctant to do such actions as flogging the corpse after his death, so he prepared a thin coffin and buried the Marquis of Guangping.

  The corpse of the Marquis of Guangping was buried together with the eldest prince.

   Concubine Meng, who bit her tongue and committed suicide, was buried in the imperial mausoleum as a royal concubine.

   He fought all his life before he was alive, but after his death there was a pile of loess.

  Li Xuan and Li Cong stayed in the palace, only Li Jue came to the imperial mausoleum with him.

  Li Jing supported the coffin all the way, and Li Jue silently followed behind his father, without shouting bitterness. A seven-year-old child has shown a tenacity that is far superior to that of children of the same age.

  Emperor Yongjia died unexpectedly and suddenly, fortunately, he had established a prince long ago, and the country could be passed on safely. Li Jue is the eldest son of the crown prince. If nothing else, the future crown prince will be Li Jue’s.

   Li Jue’s performance in this way is enough to make all the ministers gratified.

  It was a sunny day, but it became cloudy at some point.

   Li Jing knelt in front of Emperor Yongjia’s tomb, kowtowed three times, and then slowly burned the paper.

  The golden flame jumped and greedily devoured the yellow paper.

   Li Jue knelt beside Li Jing and also kowtowed and burned paper. Li Jing was not in the mood to speak, so he knelt in silence for an hour.

   The sky became more and more gloomy, and at some point, a light rain started to fall.

  Li Jue wanted to remind his father, and when he turned his head, he saw Li Jing’s expression, and he couldn’t help swallowing the words that came to his mouth.

  Li Jing shed tears silently, his eyes flushed.

   The father and son knelt for half an hour in the light rain, and the filial robes on their bodies were thoroughly soaked.

  Luo Shangshu finally couldn’t hold back anymore, and said in a low voice, “The emperor has been buried. Don’t be too sad, Your Highness, so as not to hurt your body.”

  Yu Shangshu also advised: “Your Highness should go back to the palace!”

   All the ministers came in to comfort them one after another. Li Jing finally reacted, he kowtowed three times again, and then got up with the help of the maid. Li Jue also got up, probably because it had been in the rain for a long time, and his whole body was soaked and cold. After Li Jue got up, he sneezed a few times, and his body began to tremble.

   Li Jing was startled and reached out to probe Li Jue’s forehead. Sure enough, the palm of his hand was hot.

  Li Jue is still young, how can he resist such tossing, this is a fever.

  Li Jing lost all his sad thoughts, and immediately said: “Go back to the palace now.”

  …

  Lu Mingyu is now able to sit up on the bed, and occasionally can be supported to walk two steps on the bed.

  Qiyun helped Lu Mingyu to move around, and murmured: “My lady, be careful, walk slowly, and don’t touch the wound on your chest.”

  Lu Mingyu didn’t try too hard, after walking for a while, he sat beside the bed to rest.

   At this moment, Queen Qiao stepped in.

   This funeral almost drained Queen Qiao’s vitality. Queen Qiao slept for five days in a row before she regained some energy, and immediately came to the East Palace to visit Lu Mingyu.

   Queen Qiao looked at Lu Mingyu carefully, with relief in her eyes: “After being raised for so many days, your complexion finally looks much better.”

  Lu Mingyu also looked at Queen Qiao: “The mother has worked hard for many days and lost a lot of weight.”

   is more than thin and gaunt, with white hair on his head. It seems to have aged a few years overnight.

   Queen Qiao touched her thin face, and said with a self-deprecating expression, “I am so old, I am already old.”

  When Emperor Yongjia died, all the concubines in the harem became widows. After a husband and wife, Queen Qiao also cherished the death and injury of Emperor Yongjia. Even the old enemy Concubine Meng committed suicide, Queen Qiao had no joy.

   As if his heart was hollowed out, the whole person was light and airy.

  Lu Mingyu looked at Queen Qiao’s dazed appearance, sighed inwardly, and stretched out her hand to hold Queen Qiao’s hand: “The queen mother is in her prime, how can she say she is old. Brother Zhan has to be taken care of by the queen mother!”

Speaking of the child, Queen Qiao’s dazed eyes filled with vitality, and she smiled softly: “That’s true. Don’t worry, I can hold on. I want to live well, watching Brother Jue get married and have children, and watch Sister Xuan recruit. A concubine, watching Brother Jun grow up.”

  Lu Mingyu smiled and hummed, paused, and asked softly, “How is the imperial grandmother now?”

Queen Qiao’s eyes dimmed slightly, and she said in a low voice, “The day the emperor’s coffin was sent out of the palace, I personally went to ‘invite’ the queen mother back to Shouning Palace. The queen mother’s memory was confused, her mind was unclear, and she spoke in a confused way. The imperial physicians had nothing to do. I can only try my best to take care of the Queen Mother’s body.”

   Empress Dowager Zhao has gone completely crazy.

  Lu Mingyu was silent.

Queen Qiao added: “Concubine Qin has some conscience. Take the initiative to invite Ying and go to Shouning Palace to take care of the queen mother. The queen mother doesn’t recognize others, so she can be quiet for a while when she sees Concubine Qin. She can listen to what Concubine Qin says, too. Willing to eat and drink water.”

   “These days, Concubine Qin is taking care of the Queen Mother.”

Lu Mingyu nodded: “Concubine Qin has been with the emperor’s grandmother for many years. With her taking care of the emperor’s grandmother, the queen mother can feel more at ease.” Then, she frowned slightly: “The emperor’s grandmother looks like this. That’s it.”

   Queen Qiao said: “In a few days, I will let the sixth prince be carried into the Jiaofang Palace, and I will take care of it myself.”

   As he was talking, a palace servant hurried in and reported, “Reporting to the Empress, the Empress and the Concubine, the Crown Prince has led the ministers back to the palace.”

   “Your Highness was also sent back to the East Palace.”

   “Your Highness has a fever, and the imperial doctor took care of him along the way, but the fever has not subsided.”

   Before the words were finished, the expressions of Lu Mingyu and Queen Qiao changed.

  Lu Mingyu didn’t care about his weakness and got up immediately. Qiyun didn’t say anything to comfort her, she silently supported her master and went to Li Jue’s bedroom together.

  Li Jue was lying on the bed, his face was strangely red, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and his eyes were scattered.

   Queen Qiao immediately burst into tears when she saw it.

  Lu Mingyu was heartbroken, sat down on the edge of the bed, and held his son’s hand tightly: “Brother Jue, do you have a headache?”

Li Jue tried her best to widen her eyes and squeezed a smile: “It’s a little bit, but I can hold it back. Mother, don’t worry.” She also comforted Queen Qiao: “Grandma, I will drink the medicine, and I will be fine soon. “Grandma don’t cry.”

   Queen Qiao choked and said, “Brother Jue, get well soon.”

  Lu Mingyu endured the sourness in his nose, reached out to take a warm towel, and wiped Li Jue’s forehead, neck, and wrists. Li Jue quickly fell asleep.

   (end of this chapter)