To be able to reach his current position in such a complicated political battle, no one was stupid.
Feng Gu's current attitude was an extension of Jiang Wuqi's will when he was alive.
His kindness to Jiang Wang was not just because of Jiang Wang. He treated Jiang Wang well not only because of Jiang Wang's talent, but also because Jiang Wang was in Qi and worked for Qi. He wanted to let Jiang Wang, who was in Tianjiao, be closer to Qi. Even if Jiang Wang would become Huaying Palace's helper in reality.
What he cared about was the entire Da Qi Empire.
Da Qi, where Tianjiao gathered, was Jiang Wuqi's home country.
Even when he was about to die, he said in front of the Emperor that there should be no hidden problems in the military. He was thinking about Qi's great cause.
How could one not be moved by such a mindset and magnanimity?
Emperor Qi looked at Feng Gu for a while. It was as if he saw in this old eunuch a person who would walk away and never look back.
Finally, he shifted his gaze back to Jiang Wang and sighed, "Jiang Qing, please forgive a father's sadness and suspicions. It was a slip of the tongue. "
Jiang Wang bowed deeply and returned to his original position without saying a word.
Jiang Wuqi's death had a huge impact on the entire Qi Empire's Battle for the Dragon.
Among all the palaces, the Longevity Palace was the biggest threat to the Crown Prince.
This was a prince who had no flaws other than his congenital illness.
Even the fatal flaw of the cold poison entering his body was covered up by his talent and mindset. For a long time, almost no one noticed it.
This was clearly a problem that no one could solve. Before Jiang Wuqi truly died, many people thought that he would definitely be able to win.
He was the kind of person who could give others such confidence.
The moment Jiang Wuqi died, the Qi Empire's Battle for the Dragon changed completely. As the head of the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince needed to reestablish his position.
However, the Crown Prince, as the benevolent Eastern Palace, should be friendly to his brothers and sisters. Today, he was so sad for his younger brother. How could he be at odds with others?
The Empress was also related by blood, and it was impossible to completely isolate her. But why was it that in the past, they could sit back and watch He Zhen be punished, but today, they could not ignore his humiliation?
This was precisely the reason.
As the Crown Prince's birth mother, she could establish the Crown Prince's position without affecting his benevolence.
It was only human nature to casually scold Jiang Wuyou for his humiliated nephew. No matter what, it was nothing more than human nature. What was wrong with using a mother to teach her daughter?
And if Jiang Wuyou contradicted him, he would be considered unfilial and disrespectful. If he backed down, he would have to lower his head in front of the Eastern Palace.
But Jiang Wuyou saluted when he should and made way when he should. From the beginning to the end, although he did not lose the slightest bit of momentum, he was always targeting He Zhen. He had an excellent sense of propriety.
In front of Jiang Wuqi's coffin, the Empress could not be aggressive. She could only let He Zhen off lightly and ask him to "get lost".
He Zhen was expelled from Jiang Wuqi's mourning hall in front of the Daqi Empresses. Who would be the domineering one if word got out?
Jiang Wuyou silently sat beside Jiang Wang. As the Empress of Huaying Palace, she sat at the edge to let others see who was in charge and who had the loudest voice. She did ask He Zhen to get lost, but He Zhen's decision to get lost was not her decision alone …
And how could the crying Jiang Wuyong not know that his brothers and sisters saw through his thoughts? He only asked for the Emperor's sympathy.
When the Crown Prince hugged him and treated him with respect, he also shed silent tears and did his duty as a younger brother.
Jiang Wuxie was the last to arrive among the brothers and sisters, so he showed his sincerity with the gifts.
But the gifts were useless to Jiang Wuqi now. They were too extravagant.
When the Empress asked him what he had sent, she was just digging a hole. Jiang Wuxie only lightly skipped over the word "entrusted" …
The people of the royal family had always lived tirelessly. It was not difficult to see the undercurrents.
Only this happened in front of Jiang Wuqi's coffin!
The Emperor was angry because of this.
In the end, Jiang Wuqi fulfilled the duty of a ruler and died as a son in front of him.
He came here today in mourning clothes for his last time, but he still had to watch these people fight.
How could he not be angry?
However, the fight for the position of the Crown Prince was getting more and more intense. Until now … it had happened under his tacit consent. If there was no storm, there would be no flood dragon. If there was no storm, there would be no relaxation.
How could he be angry because of this?
This hatred and this feeling were really hard to describe. The Emperor ruled the country. Every word and action had to be considered. He could only question his children in the way he questioned Jiang Qingyang.
Jiang Qingyang's response was unyielding, but this kind of young man with sharp edges was exactly what the Emperor needed.
He did not think it was disobedient. His silence was more of an observation.
He observed that everyone in the mourning hall had different thoughts.
He could not be negligent in ruling the country.
Although Feng Gu's words were explaining for Jiang Wang, it made him miss Jiang Wuqi even more.
This child who was destined to be in his mother's womb. How much had he done for the Da Qi country in silence?
The Emperor suddenly realized …
He did not need to observe Jiang Wuqi anymore.
Just like what Jiang Wuqi said —
"Now you can believe in Erchen."
The Emperor could not not doubt.
However, the word "doubt" sometimes was just like what Jiang Qingyang said … "What is the limit of hurting a minister?"
The Emperor sighed, "Jiang Qing, I take back my words just now. Please forgive a father's sadness."
There was still silence in the mourning hall. However, no one could calm down the sudden turmoil in the hearts of the people.
The Emperor who had established the Da Qi's hegemony had actually admitted his mistake!
Who was Jiang Wang?
At this moment, Yan Tu, who was being dismembered on the execution field, was describing the person whom the Emperor hated. He had fought for Da Qi for decades and made countless contributions. He was listed in the military hall and became a prisoner overnight. He did not even have the chance to explain himself to the Emperor.
The Emperor's lover was heavier than a mountain, and she happened to be right in front of him.
He apologized to Jiang Wang with the dignity of the Emperor. Therefore, the weight of the world only hurt Jiang Wuqi.
The hall was silent. Only the Emperor's voice sounded.
"The Jiang family is famous for not abandoning my beloved son. He was born in the winter and cut open in his mother's womb. I said that my beloved concubine, the Lei family, did not abandon my son. In the end, the heavens were jealous!
The cold poison entered his life, and he was born with a dead end. However, his will did not disappear, and his will did not decline. He fought with the heavens for 17 years. With one step, he dug out all the rotten flesh of Da Qi.
The pain of my love is the most sorrowful in my life! "
Emperor Qi stood in front of the coffin. When he lowered his head, he could see Jiang Wuqi's sleeping face.
His gaze swept past Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, and Jiang Wuxie.
At that moment, his majesty was like the mountains and seas. "Wuqi's death is my great misfortune, but your great fortune!"
Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, and Jiang Wuxie all knelt on the ground and could not raise their heads!
The Crown Princess also knelt down with Jiang Wuhua.
The Daqi Empresses lowered her eyes and did not speak.
Over the years, the Emperor of Da Qi had experienced many magnificent events, but he said that he was the most sorrowful in his life.
She, the person who slept beside him, the head of the harem, could not speak.
Emperor Qi lowered his head and looked at Jiang Wuqi. He looked at his handsome face that was covered in frost.
After a long silence, he reached out and gently pried open his lips. He took out a piece of white jade from his sleeve and put it in his mouth.
"Your jade, Father will return it to you."
Holding a treasure in one's mouth was a funeral gift.
The Emperor of Da Qi completed this step personally.
It also announced that Jiang Wuqi was truly dead in the legal sense.
Of course, when he left, he was pure and flawless like jade.
This innocence was proven by the Emperor.
Feng Gu's forehead was pressed against the ground. He sobbed silently and tears flowed down his face.
Jiang Wang had said in Jiang Wuqi's study that he hoped Jiang Wuqi had gotten what he wanted before he left.
Feng Gu understood that Jiang Wuqi had already gotten …
Returning Jiang Wuqi's guilty jade to Jiang Wuqi. This simple action seemed to have restored the Emperor of Jiang Wuqi's calmness.
The huge pressure that everyone in the mourning hall felt instantly dissipated.
"Let's go back to the palace," the Emperor said. He no longer looked at Jiang Wuqi or the mourning hall. He walked out of the hall.
Han Ling did not say a word and followed behind him.
The Emperor walked from the side where the Empress had been standing. On his right was the coffin, and on his left were the kneeling Crown Princess and Jiang Wuxie.
He walked past them.
He walked past Xiu Yuan, who was standing, Jiang Wuyou, who was kneeling, and Jiang Wang, who was standing straight. He finally walked past Feng Gu, who was kneeling on the ground, and left the mourning hall that was set up in the main hall of the Longevity Palace.
He left without looking back.
According to the etiquette, the entire funeral was not over yet. Not everyone had arrived. The final condolences still needed Wen Yanyu to preside over.
But the Emperor had already left.
Jiang Wuhua, Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyou, and Jiang Wuxie were all speechless for a moment.
Jiang Wang was silent. For the first time, he felt the Emperor of Qi's emotions.
Hidden in the deep sea, there were also angry waves.
The Daqi Empresses looked at these Princes and Princesses and said lightly, "Get up. Why are you still kneeling?"
The Princes and Princesses all got up.
The Empress seemed to be tired. She turned around and sat down on the first chair. Facing the coffin, she gently raised her left hand and waved it outside. "Those who should leave, leave. I'll accompany Wuqi on his last journey."
Her hand waved in the air, making people feel a sense of powerlessness.
Although the Empress said so, the Princes and Princesses certainly could not leave now.
The Emperor had just asked them who they wanted to show off to so early. If they left right after the Emperor left, they would really hit the tip of a knife.
The Empress's voice had faded for a while.
Cao Jie got up and said, "I still have military affairs to attend to. I'll take my leave first."
Immediately after, Chen Fu and Xiu Yuan also got up and left.
For important officials of the Empire like them who were listed in the Military Affairs Hall and the Political Affairs Hall, there were very few things that could shake their positions except for major crimes such as treason. They did not need to perform too much.
And being in this position, they were indeed entangled with many things. Coming to offer incense today was already a considerable respect to Jiang Wuqi.
The incense had been offered. Since the Emperor had left, there was no need for them to stay.
The three important people had all left. Jiang Wang naturally would not stay. Although he had originally planned to participate in Jiang Wuqi's funeral today, it was not really to show off in front of Chung Geng Sheng. It was for the sake of Jiang Wuqi's gift. His heart was a hero.
But today, the Emperor had asked like that. If he stayed here now, it would inevitably be a bit of a performance. Moreover, he did not want to continue to feel the internal pressure of the Imperial Family here.
Therefore, he exchanged a look with Jiang Wuyou and asked the Empress to leave.
When he stepped out of the door, Feng Gu got up and said, "This old servant will send you off on behalf of His Highness."
Jiang Wang unconsciously prepared to refuse, but his mind changed. He said softly, "Thank you for your trouble."
Other people did not think much. After all, Feng Gu had spoken in front of the Emperor earlier. This already showed the friendship between Jiang Wuqi and Jiang Wang.
It was reasonable to send him off.
Probably only Jiang Wang himself knew that he had little contact with Jiang Wuqi. Their friendship was far from the point of entrusting him with his identity.
Feng Gu probably had something to say to him …
On the way, he kept waiting for Feng Gu to speak.
But probably because there were many people in the Longevity Palace, Feng Gu did not speak.
It was not until they reached the screen wall that he suddenly said, "Lord Jue, do you believe the Eleventh Prince?"
Jiang Wang thought and said, "I think, what kind of person he is, he has already used his life to prove. I have no reason to doubt him. "
"It is indeed His Highness' regret that he was not able to become friends with Lord Jue earlier." Feng Gu suddenly bowed and said, "I thank you on behalf of His Highness."
Jiang Wang hurriedly supported him. "Sir, what are you doing?"
Feng Gu took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Then he said, "His Highness has already gotten what he wants, but what this old dog wants has not yet been realized."
Jiang Wang looked at him in surprise.
What did he mean?
But Feng Gu had already stopped. "This old servant will send you off to this point … I hope Lord Jue will have a meteoric rise in the future."
With so many people around, Jiang Wang could not ask in detail. He could only walk around the screen wall with a belly full of doubts and leave first.
He wanted to wait until the funeral was over and find a chance to ask about the situation.
When he left the palace gate, he happened to see Wen Yanyu calmly instructing the officials of the Ministry of Rites to manage all aspects of the funeral, big and small.
Not to mention other things, these big shots' Qi cultivation skills were top-notch.
With Wen Yanyu's status as the Minister of Imperial Affairs, it was of course a kind of standard for him to manage the Eleventh Prince's funeral.
But when Son of Heaven left early, half of the people's hearts immediately scattered. People like Cao Jie and Chen Fu, who were important enough, also left after offering incense.
It could be said that this was destined to be a thankless task.
Although the Son of Heaven left, his work could not be stopped. For a person of his level to be in charge of a funeral, there must be a beginning and an end.
It was a waste of talent. Such a tedious and meticulous work was lightly skipped. It went without saying that he was depressed during it.
But there was no dissatisfaction on Wen Yanyu's face. There was not even the slightest bit of impatience. It was as if he did not feel that it was a waste for him to do such a job.
This time, Jiang Wang took the initiative to go forward and say goodbye. Then he left the Longevity Palace.
Today, he was supposed to show off in front of Chung Geng Sheng. In the end, he had already finished his condolences and left before Chung Geng Sheng arrived. Things in the world were really hard to describe.
Lord Jiang did not go out on foot this time. The Jiang Residence's housekeeper, Xie Ping, had already arranged for a carriage and a driver.
However, when he walked to his carriage, he saw an unexpected person.
The Rain Beheading Army's commander, Xiu Yuan.
This person was sitting in a tall carriage. He waved at him, "Come in."
The Jiang Residence's carriage was like a child's toy compared to the nine soldiers' carriage. It was really a little shabby.
The housekeeper, Xie Ping, and the Jiang Residence's newly hired carriage driver stood obediently and did not dare to speak.
At this time, the long street in front of them was empty, and the palace gate behind them was deep.
The autumn wind was cold.
The entire bustling Linzi City was silent as a sacrifice for Jiang Wuqi.
"You all can go back first."
Jiang Wang instructed and went into Xiu Yuan's carriage.
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