Speaking of which, the Imperial Uncle's Estate and Jiang Wang had a "history" in the past.
The Jubao Merchants had an honorary elder named Cao Xing. He was a subordinate of the Imperial Uncle of Da Qi, He Fu.
To put it bluntly, he represented He Fu in the Jubao Merchants as a form of filial piety.
Xu Fang's interrogation outside the Bluestone Palace opened the curtains to the collapse of the Jubao Merchants, directly cutting off He Fu's source of income.
Later, Chung Geng Sheng dismantled the Jubao Merchants, and Jiang Wang killed Su She. This once glorious organization was completely thrown into the dust.
Speaking of which, although Jiang Wang didn't have any direct conflicts with the Imperial Uncle's Estate, there were still some conflicts between them.
However, He Zhen didn't have any plans to cause trouble for Jiang Wang today. Perhaps he did have such thoughts in the past, but Jiang Wang's speed of advancement was much faster than his.
By the time he made up his mind, his so-called opponent was already Da Qi's third-rank Golden Melon Martial Artist, Qing Yangzi!
He was more than a level higher than him in all aspects.
It could be said that, other than his relationship with the imperial family, he didn't have anything else that could be praised in front of Jiang Wang.
Today, they met at the Longevity Palace, and he really wanted to make friends.
Not long ago, he had been caught red-handed by the son of the Northern Yamen's military officer, Zheng Shangming, and punished as an example to others. Da Qi's Imperial Uncle's Estate sounded glamorous, but because the Crown Prince and the Empress didn't support them, they couldn't do anything to the Northern Yamen. They could only pinch their noses and accept their punishment.
However, in detail, Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming were friends. Moreover, it was rumored that Jiang Qingyang intended to leave his position as the military officer of the Northern Yamen, and that he had a good chance of taking over this position.
If he became friends with Jiang Wang, would Zheng Shangming still cause trouble for him in the future?
Wouldn't they be able to do whatever they wanted in Beiya?
Not to mention that Jiang Wang was already recognized as a peerless genius with a limitless future.
If he recruited this person for the Crown Prince, his father would scold him for being ignorant and incompetent. Would the Empress not look at him, her nephew, in the eye?
He knew that he didn't have much power, but the Crown Prince was the future emperor of Da Qi. No matter how arrogant Jiang Qingyang was, how could he not give face to the future Emperor Qi?
Making friends was not that complicated.
He was really sincere in making friends. He had even thought about where to invite Jiang Wang to play after the funeral. He Zhen had his own way of doing things, even though the Palace Master of the Longevity Palace had a rule that forbade him from having fun during his funeral. Even if he couldn't go to the Four Famous Dojos, he could still go to other places to seek his dreams.
Who would have thought that Palace Master Huaying would get angry just like that?
Ever since he entered the palace, he had always been courteous and had never neglected His Highness. What was going on with him for no reason?
Motherf * cker, these Jiangs were all temperamental!
He Zhen cursed angrily in his heart, trying to dilute the fear of drowning as he crept out of the palace.
"He Zhen, what are you doing sneaking around here?" A graceful voice sounded at the right time.
He Zhen felt his head being supported by a gentle force. Then, his entire body was "lifted" up. He stood there with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
Of course, he recognized his Aunt Empress, as well as the Crown Prince's cousin and the Crown Princess's cousin-in-law.
But his mind was still in a mess.
Until the old eunuch from the Longevity Palace knelt down and saluted, "Your Highness the Empress, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Only then did he come back to his senses and obediently salute.
After he saluted, the Daqi Empresses asked again, "What's going on?"
At this time, Jiang Wang had already stood up in the palace to show his respect for the Empress. Subconsciously, he glanced at Jiang Wuyou from the corner of his eyes. Jiang Wuyou was still standing there with no expression on his face.
At such a close distance, with the cultivation of the Daqi Empresses, of course, it was impossible for her not to notice what was going on in the palace. So now, her question was very meaningful.
"Uh …" He Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "It's nothing. I have already offered incense to His Highness Fourteenth Prince. Because of some family matters, I am about to leave."
He wasn't so stupid that he didn't think of taking the opportunity to complain to Aunt Empress.
Jiang Wuhua said warmly, "Then take care on your way back."
Obviously, this Crown Prince wanted to keep the peace.
But Empress He did not agree.
She looked at Jiang Wuyou, who was standing next to the coffin, and asked softly, "Wuyou, is that right?"
Since ancient times, it was difficult to have family affection in the imperial family.
As the noble Daqi Empresses, she had always restrained her brother and nephew and did not let them cause trouble. Even when He Zhen was caught by the Beiya government for driving a car in the middle of the city, she was not willing to come out to save him.
Because she knew that even if she did nothing, her blood relationship with He Zhen was still there. The Beiya government at most did things according to the rules and did not dare to go too far. Those cannibalistic methods would not fall on He Zhen.
And if she came out to save He Zhen, she would allow him to offend the Qi Lv and really open the devil's cage. It would only release the endless greed of He Zhen and his son. A bit of pity for her here could be inflated by He Fu a hundred times in the outside world.
She had always been a very clear-headed person. She knew that apart from Jiang Wuhua, the main reason why the He Family could replace the Yin Family was that the He Family did not have any foundation and could make the Emperor rest assured.
She had always restrained the expansion of the He Family's power and knew clearly that Jiang Wuhua was the only foundation. Jiang Wuliang's mother's family, the Yin Family, was so famous in the past. What about now?
But …
He Fu was her only brother. In order to not cause trouble for the Crown Prince, he did not dare to ask for an official position or a title. He even wanted to earn a little extra money. He quickly stopped at the slightest sign of trouble.
He Zhen was her brother's only son. He was in his thirties and still had no achievements. He could only hang out in the brothels all day. He Zhen did not have any ability, but there were many people in the world who did not have any ability but took up a lucrative position. He could not get involved in anything. Wasn't it because he was wronged for the Crown Prince?
Empress He did not say anything. Every time she looked at her brother who was getting older, how could she not feel pity?
If He Zhen had committed a crime, it would be fine. But today, he only said a few words and his voice was a little loud. Jiang Wuyou drove him away like a pig or a dog. It was too much!
He did not put her, the Daqi Empresses, in his eyes!
She did not want to let it go lightly today. First, she wanted to establish her dignity as the Daqi Empresses. Second, she was dissatisfied in her heart. Third, she wanted to test Jiang Wuyou's confidence.
She wanted to ask what Jiang Wuyou wanted to do.
Since he had been called, Jiang Wuyou could not turn a deaf ear to it. He turned around and bowed to Empress He, "Imperial Mother."
"There's no need for formalities." Empress He raised her hand to stop him. But she did not want to skip the question, "Tell Imperial Mother, what happened just now, Wuyou?"
Although her voice was not strict, the atmosphere in the mourning hall had suddenly become heavy.
"Alright, Imperial Mother." Jiang Wuhua spoke up to smooth things over, "Today is the eleventh …"
"Did I ask you, Crown Prince?" Empress He did not turn her head, but she told the Crown Prince to shut his mouth.
He Zhen's mood was both nervous and excited.
How many years had it been?
His aunt, who was the Empress, had finally stood up for him!
And in front of Palace Master Huaying!
Was this the beginning of the peak of his life?
In the whole Linzi City, who would dare to provoke him in the future?
But this mixed feeling of nervousness and excitement was quickly doused by a basin of cold water.
Jiang Wuyou just glanced at him indifferently, "Then he can stay here and wait to be an eyesore to Imperial Father."
Feng Gu, the Chief Eunuch of the Longevity Palace, who was kneeling outside the hall, was motionless like a statue.
Jiang Wuhua was silent. He Zhen was frozen.
Even Jiang Wuyong, who had been kneeling beside the coffin and sobbing quietly, forgot to cry at this time.
The corner of Jiang Wang's eyes twitched.
The Third Princess said that she just had a bad temper before. She was too modest …
"Wuyou, you have really grown up."
Empress He said this sentence coldly. She turned around and looked at He Zhen, "What are you still doing?"
"Huh?" He Zhen didn't react at all.
There was no anger on the Empress' face at all. She just said indifferently, "Palace Master Huaying asked you to leave. Didn't you hear her?"
Jiang Wuhua reached out and stroked He Zhen's back to comfort him, "He Zhen, you go back first."
He Zhen lowered his head.
"I … will take my leave."
He walked out in a daze and saw a few important people who stopped halfway. They were Cao Jie, the Commander of the Spring Death Army, Xiu Yuan, the Commander of the Lightning Prison Army, and Chen Fu.
These important people were obviously aware of the matter in the mourning hall. They didn't want to get involved in the trouble of the Imperial Family, so they temporarily stopped here.
He Zhen felt more and more embarrassed.
He even felt that everyone sitting at the ceremony was secretly laughing at him …
Who wouldn't find it funny?
But what could he do?
He could only lower his head even more.
…
…
In the mourning hall, Jiang Wang remained silent.
He realized that he had indeed come a little early. At this time, almost everyone in the mourning hall was from the Imperial Family. He was the only outsider, so he was particularly restrained and awkward.
Perhaps he shouldn't have mocked Chongxuan Fat. He deliberately came first, but he didn't get anything good out of it …
Looking at the Imperial Family here, he couldn't say anything, but he also couldn't say anything. It was really unbearable.
When Jiang Wuhua walked in, he cast a comforting look at him.
Next to him was the Crown Princess, Song Ning 'er. She was a gentle-looking woman. She didn't have any makeup on, but her movements were very elegant. But her personality wasn't rigid. She looked at Jiang Wang, the influential figure of Da Qi's younger generation, with some curiosity.
Jiang Wang wasn't curious about the Crown Princess. He just felt that the Crown Princess's face without makeup was different from Jiang Wuyou's face without makeup. But he couldn't tell what the difference was.
Daqi Empresses walked forward with an expressionless face. Her posture was graceful, and her phoenix-like eyes were full of power.
The accompanying maids and eunuchs stayed outside the hall.
No one spoke in the hall, and there was no other sound.
This made the Empress's light footsteps sound very heavy.
Jiang Wuyou silently gave up the seat next to the coffin. He didn't say anything and walked straight to Jiang Wang's side. But he didn't sit down immediately. He only glanced at the chair He Zhen sat on.
Jiang Wang reacted and hurriedly stood up, swapping the chair with the one next to him.
Jiang Wuyou then sat down, but he still didn't say anything.
Jiang Wang sat at the outermost part of the mourning hall. From here, he could see Feng Gu kneeling outside the hall … He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker every day. He was so old that people couldn't bear to look at him.
Jiang Wang couldn't stare at Feng Gu, nor could he talk to Jiang Wuyou. Of course, he couldn't stare at the Crown Princess. He could only fix his eyes on the coffin in the hall.
No matter how brilliant the person was, no matter how exquisite the coffin was, it was unperturbed under the eternal meaning of death.
The Empress put her hand on the edge of the coffin.
Her voice carried a hint of sadness. "Little Eleven, you've suffered. You have been in poor health since you were young. It wasn't easy for you to grow to this age, but … I couldn't take good care of you. I feel guilty. "
The Crown Princess, Song Ning 'er, supported her and comforted her softly, "Mother, please restrain your grief. If Eleventh Brother is in heaven, he wouldn't want you to be sad. "
The Crown Prince walked alone on the other side of the coffin to Jiang Wuyong's side.
Jiang Wuyong wanted to get up and avoid him, but the Crown Prince held him down.
He knelt down directly next to Jiang Wuyong. He put one hand on his shoulder and held his hand with the other, "Wuyong, you have lost your brother. I have lost my brother. We …"
He choked and couldn't continue. He just held Jiang Wuyong's hand tightly.
Jiang Wuyong only called out "brother" before he burst into tears.
There was no futon or straw mat on the ground for kneeling, so they knelt directly on the cold ground.
And lying in the coffin was a person who would never be able to hear cries or see tears.
Cao Jie, Xiu Yuan, and Chen Fu, the three high-ranking Qi officials, came together at this moment.
They didn't say much. They greeted the Empress and the Crown Prince according to the rules and offered incense in front of the altar.
The Empress asked them to sit first, so they found their own seats and sat down.
Jiang Wuyou sat next to Jiang Wang, which already disrupted the order, so they sat very casually.
Chen Fu looked like a very intelligent person. His eyes were deep and his hair was slightly white. After offering incense, he chose a seat behind the Crown Prince and sat down.
Xiu Yuan, who had both a gentle and fierce temperament, silently found a chair next to Jiang Wang and sat down.
The high-ranking military officials in Linzi could choose not to come, but he couldn't. After all, it was Jiang Wuqi, who was lying in the coffin, that cleared his suspicion.
Cao Jie, on the other hand, still had that bitter look on his face as he silently sat beside Chen Fu.
Among the three of them, Jiang Wang was only familiar with Cao Jie. He had seen Chen Fu a few times, but it was the first time Xiu Yuan saw him.
In response to Jiang Wang's respectful gaze, the three high-ranking officials were very kind. He acted like he didn't see the conflict between the Great Qi Empress and Huaying Palace Head.
"Born in winter, covered in snow after death."
A chant-like voice sounded outside the hall.
The Ninth Prince of Da Qi, Jiang Wuxie, stepped into the mourning hall in such an atmosphere.
He looked at the coffin placed in the hall and sighed. "Even if a real person is buried with me, how can I be worthy of you, Jiang Wuqi?"
Today, when he saw Jiang Wuxie again, he was wearing mourning clothes and his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. His slightly evil and wanton temperament was restrained.
He walked slowly to the coffin and put a piece of white jade in the shape of a water droplet, sticking it to the bottom of Jiang Wuqi's feet.
Then, he bowed to the Empress beside the coffin. "Mother, please restrain your grief. Don't overdo it."
"Wuxie …" The Empress looked at the extraordinarily good-looking prince and said kindly, "What did you give to Wuqi?"
"The Requiem Jade." Jiang Wuxie said softly, "Although I know it's useless … it's still something to hold on to."
The Requiem Jade was a treasure suitable for the cultivation of one's Spiritual Strength. Jiang Wuxie didn't know where he found it, but he casually buried it with Jiang Wuqi. He was very kind.
At this point, all the princes of the Da Qi royal family who were qualified to compete for the throne were here.
Together to pay respects to Jiang Wuqi.
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