mtl008 Chapter 458 He is a Taoist
Chapter 458 He is a Taoist
Chang Ying was confused for a moment: "Then, will His Majesty re-establish the Imperial Guard?"
This time it was Wang Xifeng's turn to be stunned.
The two looked at each other again.
Wang Xifeng shook her head: "I don't know."
Chang Ying lowered his head again: "I understand. No matter what, I still have to teach a few children."
"That's what we should do to prepare for a rainy day." Wang Xifeng nodded.
Changying said no more and left respectfully.
This period of time was enough for An'er and others to clean up everything inside and outside.
An Er came in and asked Wang Xifeng to change her clothes: "It's almost time to set off."
Wang Xifeng nodded, stood up, changed her hairstyle and clothes to make it more convenient for the journey, and then ordered them to "go and take a look at the arrangements made by the King of Yong."
Yue Shao obeyed the order and left.
An'er and Chunnuan asked the remaining eunuchs and palace maids to prepare their luggage: "Once we are told to leave, we must leave immediately. We cannot slow down everyone else."
A palace maid glanced at An'er carefully and asked in a low voice, "When we are in the palace, they will wait for us for at least a quarter of an hour before leaving.
"Why is the Imperial Concubine so concerned about the outside world?"
An'er smiled and said, "Because in Daming Palace, it is usually our Imperial Concubine who arranges the time and the progress.
“We in Yinyu Palace hate being late the most.
"We should judge others by ourselves. Of course, we can't let them wait for us. Wouldn't that be a slap in the face?"
The little palace maid's eyes lit up. She had a closer understanding of Wang Xifeng's power in the Daming Palace. She lowered her head with a smile on her face:
"I have learned my lesson."
An'er curled his lips and said nothing.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then Chunsheng, who was guarding the gate, came to report: "Your Majesty, Jin Yuanyang, the personal maid of the Rongguo Mansion's Madam, wants to see you."
Wang Xifeng glanced at An'er from inside.
An'er nodded and took two steps forward: "Announce."
Yuanyang was seen in mourning clothes, with a mourning belt across her waist and a white silk flower pinned on her head.
Her face was covered with tears. As soon as she entered the room, she knelt down in front of Wang Xifeng and said, "I, your servant Yuanyang, kowtow to the Imperial Concubine!"
Wang Xifeng looked at her and felt a slight warmth in her heart. She spoke very kindly: "Stand up and talk."
Yuanyang agreed, kowtowed again, and then stood up, bowed her head and said in a crying voice: "Your Majesty, Ningguo Mansion brought a letter saying that our Ning Mansion's eldest master Jia Jing swallowed the golden elixir last night and died."
Wang Xifeng blew out a breath and leaned back gently: "I just heard it."
Yuanyang still lowered her head and cried, "Logically, this matter shouldn't be brought to the attention of the Imperial Concubine.
"Our old lady sent this servant over here because she fainted and fell ill when she heard this. The two ladies have to serve by her side.
"The old lady asked me to come and kowtow to the Imperial Concubine and ask for advice from the Imperial Concubine. Can our family go back to the mansion first and arrange the funeral according to Jia Jing's status as a former Jinshi?"
Therefore, this was to inquire about the palace's attitude towards Jia Jing.
It was impossible to bury him according to the title he had resigned, so how about his father's status as a hereditary third-class general Jia Zhen? Or his previous status as a former Jinshi?
What is the royal bottom line?
Wang Xifeng's face was indifferent. She lowered her head and looked at her delicate hands placed on the table on the couch.
"Jia Jing has been practicing Taoism for many years and has not taken care of worldly affairs.
"He swallowed the golden elixir in the Taoist temple, which was to pursue his own great cause of cultivation.
"His passing away now is exactly what he wanted.
"You are holding a funeral for someone, but you want to follow the secular etiquette. Aren't you going against others?
"In my opinion, we should hold a funeral. We should do what the deceased Taoist priest should do."
But the Taoist priests who have passed away are also buried in coffins like ordinary people.
The mandarin duck understood.
This is to be done according to the standards of ordinary people.
She was just a servant who was delivering messages, so she naturally wouldn't say anything. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Wang Xifeng:
"Since the Imperial Concubine has shown her mercy and approved, I will go back and serve our old lady on her journey."
Wang Xifeng nodded and looked at her: "You are a loyal and good child. When you serve your old lady and die, if you have nowhere to go, come to the palace to find me and I will find a good place for you."
Yuanyang was stunned and couldn't help but look up at Wang Xifeng.
She still remembered that before Wang Xifeng entered the palace, she was one of the people who conspired with Jia Yuanchun and Jia Baoyu to plot against her!
This imperial concubine was actually able to repay evil with kindness? !
Yuanyang felt guilty, lowered her head, and kowtowed again respectfully: "I am a servant of the Jia family.
"Whatever the master says, I will do.
"To this day, from my parents, my brother and his wife, to myself, I have done so many things that I shouldn't have done. I can't count them, and I can't remember them.
"How can I trouble the imperial concubine to deal with matters of my level? I am really terrified and ashamed!"
Wang Xifeng looked at her and thought for a while. Now Jia She was no longer as absurd as in his previous life, and he could not take care of himself; Jia's mother still relied on Yuanyang as before.
I think maybe she could escape the fate of being cruelly harmed in her previous life.
"In a hundred years of life, we have done thousands of things, how can we remember everything? For example, I have forgotten most of them.
"Well, go ahead.
"Tell your old lady to let her handle the affairs of the Rong and Ning mansions herself. My last name is not Jia, so why should I worry about this for you?"
Wang Xifeng waved her hand and asked An'er to take Yuanyang out. "Tell the outsiders not to embarrass this girl."
Yuanyang was grateful and went there respectfully.
She hurried back to the courtyard and told Lady Jia every word that Wang Xifeng had said, even including the part where Wang Xifeng asked her to enter the palace to serve in the future.
He hesitated again and asked, "Did the imperial concubine ask me to tell the old lady that we should not bother about the past anymore?"
Grandmother Jia also frowned, thought for a long time, and asked Yuanyang: "Have you ever been good friends with her before?"
"Before the selection, she came to our house, and we were quite harmonious when we were talking and laughing with each other." Yuanyang hesitated, and shook her head in disbelief, "At that time, she was the noble eldest daughter of the Wang family, and I was still a second-class maid.
"No matter what, we can't talk about friendship or respect!
"You should still tell this to the old lady!"
Grandmother Jia also thought so.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and even smiled: "It seems that as long as we stand on the side of the Wang family's eldest wife, she won't seek revenge for any slight."
The master and servant talked in low voices as they set out immediately after the carriage and other things were prepared outside.
The Queen Mother of Prince Beijing and others across the street also heard about Jia Jing's death, and knew it was inevitable, so they sent people to express their anger.
He left another message: "Our princess's family has also sent people to Beijing, saying that the master of the family will come to Beijing in person this year to report on his work.
"I will go to your house to pay you a visit when the time comes and burn a stick of incense for Master Jing."