Chapter 756 Prime Minister Mu
The mourning hall had already been set up in the middle hall of the prime minister's mansion, and Lin Jiaojiao found Yan Sihan among the mourning crowd at a glance.
"Why are you here?" Yan Sihan grasped her hand, obviously surprised to see her here.
Lin Jiaojiao first set her eyes on the mourning hall, then looked at Yan Sihan, her eyes were filled with worry, and she said, "Yan Sihan."
Only by changing his name, he knew what she meant.
He patted the back of her hand lightly, and said: "Prime Minister is getting old, he had a drink with Gu Shangshu last night, and got drunk after drinking too much. God's will is irreversible."
"Get drunk?" Lin Jiaojiao became confused for a moment.
But since Yan Sihan said so, then Prime Minister Mu's death must be no problem, so he asked, "What about Gu Shangshu?"
"No problem, someone has been sent to return to the residence."
Lin Jiaojiao nodded, then remembered that Prime Minister Mu's son was in Yue, and she asked, "How will the prime minister's funeral be handled?"
"Prime Minister Mu's funeral is not up to Danan's turn. This king has already sent a letter to Yue. Someone should come to take care of Prime Minister Mu's funeral soon."
Then he looked at the mourning hall, and continued: "Da Nan only needs to preserve Prime Minister Mu's body, and let all the courtiers of Da Nan come to mourn. Prime Minister Mu has made a lifetime contribution to Da Nan, and needs to be respected."
"En." Lin Jiaojiao nodded, she could hear Yan Sihan's respect for Prime Minister Mu from Yan Sihan's tone.
A prime minister who has been taking care of Da Nan all her life can't rest when she is old. To be honest, she feels very uncomfortable.
After she went to mourn, Yan Sihan took her to see the original
A painting in the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It is a very artistic landscape painting, the mountains are as majestic as a dragon, the water is as soft as the spring sun, the boats are sailing in the misty rain, and the old man is fishing.
And the signature of this painting is Liushan.
It was obvious that nothing could be discerned just by looking at a painting, so she looked at Yan Sihan and asked, "My lord, do you have any clues?"
"The old man serving in the Prime Minister's Mansion said that this painting was hung here when the Prime Minister's Mansion was first built, and there is no way to know who signed it." Yan Sihan said solemnly.
Just as he was talking, news came from outside that the little emperor Yan Anzhi would also come to mourn Prime Minister Mu.
Seeing this, she had no intention of staying here, and before leaving, Yan Sihan told her that he would send someone to keep Prime Minister Mu's body safe until someone from Yue Kingdom came to pick it up.
……
---at the same time.
Lin House.
Lin Zhengyang just came back after mourning Prime Minister Mu, and looked up at the plaque of the Lin Mansion, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.
Originally, the gate of the Lin Mansion should have been hung with a white funeral, but it was removed long ago, and his wife Shen was also buried hastily.
After entering the mansion and returning to the main courtyard, he knew that there were people inside by looking at the people standing at the door of the study.
In an instant, more than half of the straightened spine was cut off. After entering the house, the person sitting behind the desk was Princess Duan Lin Qinghua.
"Father is back?" Lin Qinghua's voice sounded extremely cold, and the respectful expression towards Lin Zhengyang's father was missing from that pretty face.
Lin Zhengyang bowed to Lin Qinghua: "Princess Duan."
"My princess is going back today, father, get ready."
Lin Zhengyang raised his head suddenly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and his mouth opened slightly.
Then this doubt completely dissipated in his eyes, his face returned to normal, and he replied respectfully: "Yes."
(End of this chapter)
The mourning hall had already been set up in the middle hall of the prime minister's mansion, and Lin Jiaojiao found Yan Sihan among the mourning crowd at a glance.
"Why are you here?" Yan Sihan grasped her hand, obviously surprised to see her here.
Lin Jiaojiao first set her eyes on the mourning hall, then looked at Yan Sihan, her eyes were filled with worry, and she said, "Yan Sihan."
Only by changing his name, he knew what she meant.
He patted the back of her hand lightly, and said: "Prime Minister is getting old, he had a drink with Gu Shangshu last night, and got drunk after drinking too much. God's will is irreversible."
"Get drunk?" Lin Jiaojiao became confused for a moment.
But since Yan Sihan said so, then Prime Minister Mu's death must be no problem, so he asked, "What about Gu Shangshu?"
"No problem, someone has been sent to return to the residence."
Lin Jiaojiao nodded, then remembered that Prime Minister Mu's son was in Yue, and she asked, "How will the prime minister's funeral be handled?"
"Prime Minister Mu's funeral is not up to Danan's turn. This king has already sent a letter to Yue. Someone should come to take care of Prime Minister Mu's funeral soon."
Then he looked at the mourning hall, and continued: "Da Nan only needs to preserve Prime Minister Mu's body, and let all the courtiers of Da Nan come to mourn. Prime Minister Mu has made a lifetime contribution to Da Nan, and needs to be respected."
"En." Lin Jiaojiao nodded, she could hear Yan Sihan's respect for Prime Minister Mu from Yan Sihan's tone.
A prime minister who has been taking care of Da Nan all her life can't rest when she is old. To be honest, she feels very uncomfortable.
After she went to mourn, Yan Sihan took her to see the original
A painting in the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
It is a very artistic landscape painting, the mountains are as majestic as a dragon, the water is as soft as the spring sun, the boats are sailing in the misty rain, and the old man is fishing.
And the signature of this painting is Liushan.
It was obvious that nothing could be discerned just by looking at a painting, so she looked at Yan Sihan and asked, "My lord, do you have any clues?"
"The old man serving in the Prime Minister's Mansion said that this painting was hung here when the Prime Minister's Mansion was first built, and there is no way to know who signed it." Yan Sihan said solemnly.
Just as he was talking, news came from outside that the little emperor Yan Anzhi would also come to mourn Prime Minister Mu.
Seeing this, she had no intention of staying here, and before leaving, Yan Sihan told her that he would send someone to keep Prime Minister Mu's body safe until someone from Yue Kingdom came to pick it up.
……
---at the same time.
Lin House.
Lin Zhengyang just came back after mourning Prime Minister Mu, and looked up at the plaque of the Lin Mansion, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.
Originally, the gate of the Lin Mansion should have been hung with a white funeral, but it was removed long ago, and his wife Shen was also buried hastily.
After entering the mansion and returning to the main courtyard, he knew that there were people inside by looking at the people standing at the door of the study.
In an instant, more than half of the straightened spine was cut off. After entering the house, the person sitting behind the desk was Princess Duan Lin Qinghua.
"Father is back?" Lin Qinghua's voice sounded extremely cold, and the respectful expression towards Lin Zhengyang's father was missing from that pretty face.
Lin Zhengyang bowed to Lin Qinghua: "Princess Duan."
"My princess is going back today, father, get ready."
Lin Zhengyang raised his head suddenly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and his mouth opened slightly.
Then this doubt completely dissipated in his eyes, his face returned to normal, and he replied respectfully: "Yes."
(End of this chapter)
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