lied to Kangxi

Chapter 307

Now that the funeral imperial envoy has arrived, a perfect funeral ceremony is needed, so it is put on the agenda.

Dexin cupped her hands and said: "The Twelfth Master, Lord Zhu, since old Fujin has passed away, according to the ancestral system of our Manchus, there should be a red flag in front of the door (read Zhao). The red flag is the soul flag, made of silk , a dragon for men, a phoenix for women, the head and tail of the flags are all black, and there are four red silk in the middle..."

A professional is a professional, Lao Twelve and Yuzhu were dumbfounded.

Dexin was spitting all over the place, and at the end, she actually said: "I just found out that the sons and daughters of the county prince's mansion haven't distributed them yet. I really don't know the rules. How can I be decent?"

Wife, daughter-in-law.

Yuzhu knew immediately after hearing that, after Lao Fujin passed away, Cao Yi did not distribute it, which was a taboo.

"Come here, invite Di Fujin Cao Jia to come over and tell her to learn some rules through the screen."

The old twelve didn't want to spoil the big family in Naersu, so he called Cao Yi by name and asked her to come over, and learn the etiquette and rules of mourning from Dexin.

When Cao Yi arrived behind the screen, Dexin became more energetic, and said loudly: "My wife is Jin, just now the officials saw that there is no hair in the longevity material, this is not right. The Qing Dynasty has a common rule, the funeral of the father-in-law, the son-in-law, the son-in-law, Everyone has to cut their hair by two or three inches..."

Old Twelve knew this rule, he nodded, and said: "This emperor's virtuous government is also to cut hair and replace human sacrifices. There is nothing good about it."

Before the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, there was a custom of people dying.After Shunzhi came to power, he abolished the backward and ugly human sacrifice system and replaced it with haircuts.

Perhaps because she was worried about accidents, Dexin emphasized one point, not to shave her hair for a hundred days.

Seeing the old twelve looking at him, Yuzhu quietly stretched out three fingers, and immediately understood.This is about the old story that the third child shaved his hair within a hundred days after the death of Concubine Min, and was severely beaten by the third child.

The rules of mourning in the palace are clear, there are rules to follow, and there are no rules to ask for orders.

With Dexin's support, the whole funeral quickly became orderly.

However, not long after, Cao Yi sent someone to invite Yu Zhu to come over.

Yuzhu didn't want to go, and deliberately pretended to be confused.

However, when Naersu came to invite him personally, Yuzhu couldn't continue to pretend to be stupid, so he had to follow him to see Cao Yi.

The defense between men and women is to meet in private when the woman's man is not around.

Naersu was at the scene, so Yuzhu naturally didn't worry about anything.

Still separated by the screen, Cao Yi was talking about money.

"To tell you the truth, sister-in-law, Dexin has sent someone to withdraw more than 1 taels of silver from the account. Alas, our father seems to have a big family, but there are nearly a hundred relatives in Wufu. I have found a solution, so I invited you here." Cao Yi's complaints opened Yu Zhu's horizons.

The majestic county prince's mansion held a funeral, and even tens of thousands of taels of silver were too much to complain about.

Nima, Dexin is too greedy. This is only the first day, and I spent more than 1 taels, and the days to come will still be long.

Besides, monks are invited to recite scriptures on the first seven days, and Taoist priests are invited to recite scriptures on the second seven. The cost is even more expensive!
If Prince Pingjun knows the truth, Yu Zhu doesn't mind lending a helping hand to save him some money.

However, Cao Yi's mouth was dry, but Naersu didn't express it at all, so Yuzhu was vague and didn't give a happy word.

"Well, Lord Twelfth is in charge of the overall situation. I'm a humble official, so I can only discuss it."

It's not easy to get things done, and if you want to find a reason to shirk, Yuzhu's excuses are simply not too many.

Kangxi's order was that the funeral should be done decently.But I didn't say that Na Ersu was not willing to spend money, and the palace helped out.

Yuzhu knew very well in his heart that the main reason was that the one who died was Naersu's stepmother, not his biological mother, and he was reluctant to spend too much money.

It's just that Yuzhu looked down on Naersu a little bit.

Matters between men, either rely on relationships, or throw money.As long as things are settled, you will be a real man.

Now, when a woman like her shows up, Na Ersu doesn't even say a word, what kind of man is he?

Cao Chun and the Cao family were almost at odds. Cao Yi, the wife and sister, whether Yu Zhu would recognize her or not, all depended on her mood.

However, Dexin's heart is really too dark, and she must beat her up.

As soon as Yuzhu took office, he was not easy to make bad faces, so he got on good terms with the old twelve.

The old twelve called Dexin over, and she cursed her head and face: "Slave dog, is your family short of money to buy rice, or is your daughter selling herself to save you? You're looking at the young master, right? You bullied him to the bone." up?"

To be honest, Dexin is not afraid of the old twelve getting angry, but he is even more afraid of Yuzhu sitting beside him.

The county magistrate is better off now!

If Yuzhu, the immediate boss, thinks about taking care of Dexin, Dexin will not escape the clutches of the devil sooner or later!
Everyone in the officialdom understands this truth, and those who don't understand are pure idiots!
To put it bluntly, Yuzhu wants to fight against the entire bureaucratic group of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he is sure to lose.

However, Yuzhu adopts the strategy of pulling one faction and attacking the other faction, focusing on killing Dexin, and Dexin will definitely die!

After the old twelve lost his temper, Yuzhu picked up the teacup and said calmly: "Mr. De, don't lose your sense of proportion in everything, and leave room for the next meeting, isn't it good? Since you mentioned more than 1 If you come out in two, then return the five thousand, the extra money, I decide, it will be your hard-earned money."

Yuzhu didn't beat or scold, but Dexin became timid, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Zhu, but the money left is only 4000 taels."

Hey, Yuzhu almost laughed angrily. The grandsons of the Ministry of Internal Affairs really want money and don't want their lives. How dare the black king of the iron hat dare to eat so hard?
"Just 5000 taels, no less than one tael." Yu Zhu issued an ultimatum. After weighing the pros and cons, Dexin felt that his arms could not twist his thighs, so he had to make concessions in pain.

After Dexin retreated, Old Twelve cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, I wanted to scold him a long time ago, haha, scolding is really fun."

Later, after Yuzhu stayed in the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a long time, he learned about Dexin's details.

This kid Dexin, because he is the disciple of the third child, has received a lot of black money from the mother's family of the twelveth child, so it can be said that he has done a lot of evil.

There is no way, the old twelve's mother clan is too weak, and he has also suffered a lot of wronged splints.

In this way, Old Twelve and Yuzhu cooperated more and more tacitly.

The old twelfth needs to borrow the real power in Yuzhu's hands and the strong family power of the Tong family. When Yuzhu wants to punish people, he needs the status of the old twelve's prince.

The two hit it off, each taking what they needed.

Regardless of whether it was the fire borrowing the east wind, or the east wind borrowing the fire, in short, the old twelve and Yuzhu controlled the place, and the whole funeral was handled in an orderly manner.

During the funeral, Yu Zhu had opened his eyes.

Old Fujin's face was covered with a white cloth, lying on the auspicious board, and carried out from the window.

The birthday material of the big funeral is roof-shaped, tall inside and painted on the outside.The outside of the longevity material is surrounded by a seat cover.

The seat cover is like a house!

However, during the funeral, there was a small episode.

Ji Fujin's younger brother proposed in public that he should invite lamas to chant scriptures, but Naersu showed embarrassment.

This is someone else's housework, Lao Twelve and Yuzhu only need to keep the place in check and prevent any major incidents from happening.

When the two of them stood by and watched, who would have thought that this incident would cause a disturbance.

The reason is actually very simple. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of not being willing to spend money.

In today's capital city, the cost of inviting lamas to recite sutras can be described as huge.

Not to mention anything else, just asking a lama to recite sutras for seven days requires a huge amount of 500 taels of silver.

However, for an ordinary monk to chant scriptures for seven days, he only needs ten taels of silver. The gap is really too big.

Holding the teacup in his hand, Yu Zhu looked at Na Ersu and his nominal uncle calmly, blushing from the fight.

The old twelve has nothing to do with himself, he hangs up high, looking like he is waiting to see a good show.

The two imperial envoys who were in charge of the house did not say a word.

Naersu's uncle became more and more emboldened as he made more noise, and finally rushed into the seat cover, hugged his birthday material, and cried loudly: "My poor sister, why don't you just take me with you."

Dutiful sons, what you are most afraid of is that your close relatives will make trouble. In desperation, Naersu became stupid and shouted: "I just asked you to borrow 2 taels of silver. I will pay you back. I will give it to you right away." ?”

Yu Zhu and Old Twelve looked at each other and smiled, they both scolded Na Ersu secretly, what a pig's brain.

In fact, the situation in Naersu belongs to the general situation of relatives and nobles in Manchuria, so it is not surprising.

It has been almost 70 years since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, and the first and second generations of powerful Eight Banners soldiers have almost withered long ago.

The third generation of the so-called iron-capped county king like Neersu, let alone draw a bow, whether he can wield a knife or not is a big question mark.

To put it bluntly, God knows what would have happened if Kangxi hadn't firmly controlled the six 10,000+ green battalion soldiers?

Anyway, Kang Mazi's method of controlling military power is really unique.

Let's talk about the control system of the Green Battalion. The governor, governor and admiral can all command.Moreover, under the admiral of the green battalion in a province, there are at least six town commanders.

More importantly, the governor, governor, and admiral are also elected every three years, and no one can be on the same side for a long time unless it is a special period.

On the day of the funeral, under the guidance of the idea that a filial son should not be frugal with his relatives, the Pingjun Palace put up a grand formation of 64 people, and the funeral procession stretched out ten miles.

On the way to the palace to hand over the decree, the old twelve blinked and said to Yuzhu: "Oh, for such a huge funeral, the Pingjun Palace has a deficit of at least 10 taels of silver, right? I'm afraid it will be paid back in ten years." Don't know?"

Yuzhu pursed his lips and smiled, and said lightly: "Who told Neersu to be too picky and annoyed 'pro' uncle to make trouble?"

The stepmother's younger brother is also a serious uncle, and his seniority prevents Naersu from showing his power.

After entering the palace, the old twelve reported the whole process of the funeral in detail. Kangxi was very satisfied with what he heard, and boasted: "Very good, we will handle it like this in the future."

What Kangxi meant was that all future funeral arrangements should be handled with reference to this one.

Who would have thought that the old twelve would become the funeral expert in Kangxi's mind.

More than twenty half-brothers, almost all of them were sent away by Lao Twelve himself.

(End of this chapter)