Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 402 Conflict in the Mourning Hall
In Qianqing Palace, Shu Liang prostrated himself on the ground and said respectfully.

"My lord, just now, Concubine Jiao and Uncle Ningyang set up a guard of honor and arrived at Ningyuanhou's mansion. Then, Ningyuanhou's mansion also began to prepare the guard of honor. Earlier, Uncle Ningyang sent a greeting card to Duke Cheng's mansion. Looking at it like this, these three are going to offer condolences to Duke Cheng."

Zhu Qiyu put down the notebook he had just approved, looked up at the sky, and said with a smile.

"It's getting dark now. I'm going to offer condolences at this time. I'm afraid it's the idea of ​​letting the master stay for a banquet?"

Zhu Qiyu asked: "Now, have they left?"

Shu Liang said: "The maidservant came to report the news as soon as she got the news. It took only half a cup of tea before and after. The Marquis Manor's ceremonial guards are complicated, and it takes a little time to prepare. They should not go out for this meeting."

So, Zhu Qiyu nodded and said: "It's almost time, you can do as I told you before, the stage is set up, don't let the actors be late."

Shu Liang nodded, and hastily led away.

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The majestic Yijia stopped in front of Cheng Guogong's mansion, and Ren Li, Chen Mao, and Jiao Jing got off the sedan chair respectively.

After looking up and down, I saw that the current Duke Cheng's mansion is full of plain white, and the servants are also wearing plain clothes.

Outside the gate of the mansion, there was a young man with red and swollen eyes, about thirteen or fourteen years old, looking a little thin, and waiting outside in mourning clothes.

Seeing this situation, Chen Mao was a little surprised.

Of course he knew who this young man was. Zhu Yong had many heirs, but most of them were daughters. There were only two sons, the eldest son Zhu Yi and the youngest son Zhu Ji.

This young man is Zhu Ji.

You must know that although Chen Mao's title is not as high as that of Duke Cheng's, he is Zhu Yi's elder anyway, and he came to offer condolences, so it should be Zhu Yi, the head of Duke Cheng's mansion, who came out to greet him.

Let Zhu Ji come out, somewhat rude.

On the other side, seeing the guards of honor of the several of them come to a standstill, Zhu Ji also led his people to greet them.

After all, he was just a young man, and he had never really dealt with these things before, so he seemed a little cautious when facing Chen Mao and the others.

After bowing his hands and saluting, Zhu Ji said: "I have seen a few uncles, my father passed away, and a few uncles came to express condolences, please come in quickly."

Following Zhu Ji into the middle gate, Chen Mao asked as he walked: "These days, I think you are too busy, the funeral is complicated, and your body is weak. You will be greeted and sent, so be careful."

Zhu Ji didn't understand the true meaning of Chen Mao's words, he only thought it was the concern of the elders, smiled shyly, and said.

"Uncle Shi, you are being polite. The elder brother is the one who handles these matters. I don't know anything. There is not much I can do to help. When the elder brother is too busy, I will share a little bit."

"Oh?"

Chen Mao looked a little surprised, looked up at the sky, and said.

"The old man just thought that there are too many people coming during the day, and he was afraid that you would be too busy, so he deliberately picked this time, thinking that you would be more leisurely, and never thought that it would still cause trouble for you."

These words made Zhu Ji feel a little uneasy, and quickly waved his hands to explain.

"No, it's not troublesome. Originally, my brother had already let me rest. He said that he would greet the uncles in person, but just now, Mr. Wang, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, came over. My brother has been by his side and I can't get away. It's an ordinary day. , At this time, no one came to worship.

Wang Wen?

What does he come to do?
Chen Mao, Ren Li and the others looked at each other, and they all saw the astonishment on each other's faces.

Therefore, Chen Mao continued to insinuate: "It is indeed necessary to accompany, but I remember, Hu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Yu Shaobao of the Ministry of War, and Chen Zongxian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. They all came the next day, right? Why, didn't Lord Tianguan come to worship with them?"

Zhu Ji shook his head, and said honestly: "No, the other elders who didn't come also gave offerings, but the Lord Tianguan delayed until today to come to worship."

While talking, several people had already walked outside the mourning hall.

It's just getting dark now, but Cheng Guogong's mansion has already lit the lights, so it doesn't affect people's vision at all.

From a distance, Chen Mao saw that in the mourning hall, Zhu Yi, who was dressed in mourning, had an ugly expression on his face.

Wang Wen was not wearing an official robe, but wearing a Yanju suit, with his back turned to them, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But the two of them were obviously unhappy.

After taking a few steps closer, some intermittent voices floated out.

"...Zhu Yong lost his teacher and humiliated the country, and was able to be buried with the ceremony of the king, which is really a great kindness of the emperor... The little prince should keep his own place, be grateful for the grace of heaven, and don't do private things..."

His tone was blunt, with a posture of lecturing others, and it sounded like that dead old man Wang Wen.

Standing still outside the mourning hall, Zhu Ji pleaded guilty and ran into the mourning hall in a hurry.

After a while, Zhu Yi came out to greet her, with a little unnaturalness on her face, but she still tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and said.

"I've seen a few uncles, my nephew is rude, please come in."

Chen Mao didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

As Zhu Yi entered the mourning hall, Chen Mao and the others saw Wang Wen's familiar annoying face, still standing aside with an extremely rigid expression.

Seeing them coming in, they cupped their hands perfunctorily.

Before they had time to speak, Zhu Yi at the side turned pale, and said to the housekeeper beside him, "Uncle Fu, didn't I just tell you to send this lord away, didn't you hear me?"

The housekeeper at the side nodded nonuo, and hurriedly brought two servants to Wang Wen and said, "My lord, please..."

Judging from this posture, if Wang Wen didn't leave by himself, he might be kicked out.

Fortunately, Mr. Wang is not an ignorant person, he sneered and said.

"General Zhu, the good medicine is bitter, and the good words are harsh. The old man said these words to you because of his kindness. If you continue to toss about, I'm afraid that even Cheng Guogong's posthumous name will be lost. That's all, you have to do it yourself, the old man bid farewell!"

After all, Chen Mao and others who were confused left behind, and left the mourning hall.

The scene became a little awkward.

The old housekeeper sent Wang Wen away, Zhu Ji hid aside at a loss, Zhu Yi's face was ashen, as for Chen Mao and the others, their minds were spinning rapidly, trying to judge from the limited information what is going on now. What is the situation.

For a while, no one spoke.

After a while, Zhu Yi was the first to react, and said with a wry smile.

"I'm really sorry to let the elders see a joke. Oh, let's not talk about it. Everyone can come today. My nephew would like to thank my father. If you don't mind, please burn incense for my father."

Seeing Zhu Yi's indignant but hesitant to speak, Chen Mao and the others exchanged glances and didn't say much.

After all, they came to mourn Zhu Yong this time, and they respectfully offered incense in the mourning hall, after paying homage to the deceased.

Chen Maodao: "To tell you the truth, my son-in-law and Marquis Ren came together today. In addition to worshiping Cheng Guogong, there is another matter to ask my little prince. Come here during the day for fear of disturbing the ceremony. At this moment, I don't know if the little father-in-law has time to wait with me?"

When asking for help, the more direct the better, the more secretive you are, the more annoying you will be.

Seeing the sincerity of Chen Mao's words, Zhu Yi was not angry, but was a little surprised, and said with a wry smile.

"Your uncle is polite, if there is something you can help, my nephew should do his best, but the current situation of my nephew... Alas, since the uncle opened his mouth, there happened to be a banquet prepared in the mansion. If the uncles don't mind, let's stay together How about a meal?"

Naturally, Chen Mao and the others had everything they needed, so after exchanging pleasantries, they walked towards the backyard...

(End of this chapter)