A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Chapter 35 Burial Expenses

Could it be that Nangong Li accidentally killed Gao Xuan in anger after being publicly humiliated?
  She held a long ash press with a golden handle and engraved it, and stood in front of the table with a bow. Her expression was blank for a moment, her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about all the things she had spent with Nangong Li in the past two days, even the maids of Chonghua Palace. They can bully him. Although he has some boxing skills, he only uses them to carry water and wash clothes. It shouldn't be him.

After figuring this out, Jiang Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the long press again and gently flattened the ashes in the green-glazed lotus-shaped incense burner. Without raising her head, she said casually: "What did the person in the palace say?"

"Gao Xuan is the concubine of a third-grade official after all, so he has to find some money to appease him." Speaking of General Zhaowu, she shook her head slightly mockingly and continued what she was doing.

Xiaoying naturally took the refreshing fragrance that was newly prepared last night for her young lady, "Miss, you are really good at predicting things. When you went to court today, the emperor specifically mentioned this matter, saying that Gao Xuan humiliated the sixth prince in public, and the emperor originally wanted to punish him with three months' imprisonment, but now that he died suddenly, he rewarded General Gao with a dozen pieces of Nanjing Yun brocade silk and satin, 10,000 taels of silver, and two boxes of jewelry to appease General Gao."

Jiang Fengqing pressed the ashes hard, causing a small pit to form in the originally smooth incense ashes. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled to herself. It seemed that her temperament was still not stable.

After hearing that Nangong Li was beaten and the emperor only punished Gao Xuan with a three-month grounding, her temper became a little uncontrollable. Now that bastard Gao Xuan is dead, the emperor actually wants to reward the Gao family with something? What's the point?
  She treated it as the emperor's burial expenses for Gao Xuan.

"General Zhaowu must be very sad that his son is dead."

Jiang Fengqing lowered her head and slowly and carefully filled in the small hole she had just dug out. She also used a jade-handled incense spoon to take some used incense ash, sprinkled it into the incense burner, and then pressed it gently with the incense stick to seal the auspicious cloud pattern incense seal. Place the mold flat on the ashes, take the incense from Xiaoying's hand, and fill the mold with spoonfuls of incense.

Xiaoying shook her head, "General Gao was very sad. He asked for leave from the emperor this morning. I heard that a small mourning hall has been set up, and the coffin will be carried and buried in the evening. He acted so quickly, and it felt like he was covering up. To escape from something.”

With a 'click' sound, Jiang Fengqing covered the lid of the incense burner. The incense seal burned suddenly, and green smoke curled up. A wisp of slender white tobacco went straight up into the clouds, filling the entire room in an instant.

"Even you can see it."

In Cuifeng Garden to the west, Shang Meiyun was lying on her side on a couch, peeling lychees one by one leisurely, with her slender white fingers stained with some sweet juice. She didn't care and just enjoyed the food by herself. .

The three or four thin gold bracelets on her wrists were clashing with each other. She was wearing a dress cut from fine silk and satin, with gold threads embroidered on the hem. She obviously looked like a merchant mistress.

She put the peeled lychee into her mouth, wiped her fingers roughly with a silk handkerchief, glanced sideways at Jiang Fenghua, and hummed disdainfully: "What do you think is the use of getting up early in the morning and practicing calligraphy here?"

Jiang Fenghua has been recuperating in Xiyuan since she returned from the palace that day. Although she was whipped five times, it was just a few superficial wounds, with some pain at most. But after all, she was Jiang Yong's daughter who had just been brought back from Zhuangzi. She was feeling distressed, so she directly collected some good ointment and applied it on her, for fear of leaving scars.

Jiang Yong is a businessman after all, and the masters of Xiyuan have fruit all year round, all of which are fresh fruits of the season. Even Dongyuan, where Jiang Fengqing and Jiang's grandmother lived, did not have such treatment.

Not many families in the entire northern country can afford such food and clothing.

After the emperor removed the title of Huangshang the day before yesterday, Jiang Yong's business was not affected at all. It was because of General Bai's connections with various merchants that he had a steady stream of business cooperation.

Jiang Fenghua sat in front of the Eight Immortals table, holding a writing brush in her hand, lowering her head and practicing calligraphy according to famous calligraphy books carefully, as if she didn't hear Shang Meiyun's words at all. Qiao Fu stood respectfully at the table and helped her grind ink. Her grip on the pen was weak, and although the words she wrote were eloquent, they were just beautiful and far less powerful than the words on the copybook.

Seeing Jiang Fenghua didn't respond to her, Shang Meiyun frowned, with a hint of sharpness in his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and said with a hint of mockery: "You get up early every day and practice calligraphy so hard every day, but it's not as useful as what Jiang Fengqing learned at Hanchen Academy. Isn’t it all a waste of effort?”

Jiang Fenghua paused her hand while practicing calligraphy, and the ink spread along the tip of the brush. The fragrance of ink mixed with graphite and pine smoke lingered on the tip of her nose. She couldn't help but dropped the brush, turned around and said angrily to Shang Meiyun: "What should I do? I've been living in Zhuangzi since I was born. It's already good if I can learn some words, let alone enter Hanchen Academy!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and she spoke sarcastically: "Isn't it all your fault? If you had the ability, you would have entered the Jiang Mansion openly! Now that you have arrived in Lin'an City, are you still an outsider? Why don't you be treated like that? Jiang Fengqing mocked and punished me? My face was completely humiliated, and I was also looked down upon."

"Little bastard, I'm giving you face, aren't I?"

Shang Meiyun has a fierce personality, how could she stand up to Jiang Fenghua's scolding? She immediately sat up straight and shook the golden tassel on her head, hitting her face with a "swish", and she shook it away in front of her eyes. With his long tassels, he slapped the table, pointed at Jiang Fenghua and cursed angrily:

"When we were in Zhuangzi, weren't you clamoring to come to La'an City? Didn't you insist on living in the Jiang family?"

"We, my mother-in-law, lived in such a big courtyard and three-story building in Zhuangzi. The steps and floor tiles at the entrance of the courtyard were carefully made of clay, and there were some maids and women waiting on us when we came in and out. That's it, you Still not satisfied, I insist on squeezing into the Jiang Mansion to live in this corner, and I have to be bullied by that little brat Jiang Fengqing. Is it easy for me to do it for you? "

"We have successfully moved in now, it's because of your mother's ability!"

Jiang Fenghua's face turned white and red, and finally she was discouraged. She lowered her head and slumped on the chair. She hesitated for a long time before a few words came out from between her teeth: "That's not because of Prince Rong..."

Recalling that she was walking aimlessly in the countryside a few days ago, she suddenly heard the roar of a horse, and she quickly looked up.

The first thing that caught the eye was a dark and shiny horse. The horse's coat was smooth and shiny, and only four of its hooves were white.

In the faint golden light, the young man came on horseback. He was tall and tall, wearing a dark green silk robe with water ripples. The brown cloak on his shoulders fluttered in the wind. The young man's figure was shrouded in the dusk. His eyes like dark jade exuded warmth, and his eyes were full of warmth. The lips curved into a half-moon shape, and there was a dazzling smile. Coupled with the red mole between the eyebrows, it was shockingly beautiful and made people feel unattainable.

At that moment, it was as if time stopped.

The young man's celestial appearance caused huge ripples in Jiang Fenghua's heart. Her heart beat faster and her breathing became rapid. Just when she remembered that he was talking to her, she saw the carriage driving slowly behind him in the blink of an eye.

A woman elegantly and calmly lifted the sedan curtain and looked around curiously. Every movement showed confidence and nobility, which made her feel ashamed.

The woman raised her eyes and chatted with the man on the horse. The man bent down gently and listened carefully. The two seemed to be a match made in heaven. This scene deeply hurt her heart.

(End of this chapter)