The Overlord of the Red Mansion

Chapter 222 Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man

In the hot summer months, the heat is steaming.

In the quiet Qianqing Palace, everyone was sweating profusely.

Because of the shock, a chill rose in his heart for a short period of time.

Fortunately, the overall environment was very lively and everyone quickly became excited again.

The emperor gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and under the gaze of everyone, he got off the bed again. He sat on the edge of the couch without saying a word, looking at the sunlight and the sun outside.

It's not too late to see ghosts at seven or eight in the morning.

But if it's the middle of the night...

The emperor quickly calmed down and had no appetite for food. He quickly shouted, "Bingbi!"

The emperor himself does not write much, although he knew it when he was a prince, but since the death of the retired emperor, he has been very free.

Whether it is drafting imperial edicts or reviewing memorials, they have recently been handed over to the people below.

"Write back to my brother right away and ask him to pray for me at home! Burn more paper money and give me some utensils for burning incense and praying. Please make sure I am safe!"

Although loyalty and filial piety are the principles of governing a country, the emperor does not want to meet his deceased father.

Especially since Jia Rong, who served as a substitute, was almost strangled to death, the emperor did not want to suffer that.

Like Jia Lian, they were extremely filial when their father just died, and anyone who didn't let them fulfill their filial duties to their father would be considered the murderer of their father.

But once those few days were over, the mood was very different.

The emperor spoke quickly and intermittently in Mandarin and asked the eunuch to write in classical Chinese.

After writing one, the emperor took a look at it and asked him to revise a few sentences.

In short, he asked Jia Rong, the substitute, to help ward off disasters and evil spirits, and told him not to talk nonsense and not to tell this matter to others and ruin his reputation.

Jia Rong received the letter quickly and replied promptly.

Your Majesty:

The previous letter has been read and burned separately.

We must obey the Emperor's orders. Please rest assured that things at home will be safe with me here.

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After receiving the letter, the emperor finally felt relieved and could finally have lunch in peace.

After finishing his meal, the emperor was sweating again due to the heat. In such hot weather, he summoned the left and right prime ministers, the head of the Taichang Temple, the left and right prime ministers, the ministers of several palaces, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and several members of the royal family.

We all came to the house and stood there in the middle of the day. Fortunately, there were ice cubes in the house for cooling down, and the house was also designed with some heat-relief functions, so we were able to hold on.

The emperor asked directly: "Father's funeral must be held as soon as possible. Prince Zhongxiao wrote to say that the late emperor had asked the prince of the royal family to take charge of this matter in his dream. Who do you think is the most suitable?"

When these words were spoken, no one was able to answer.

Soon, the left prime minister spoke up and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, before the emperor passed away, he asked the prince Zhongxiao to take charge of this matter. I think the prince Zhongxiao is the most suitable person to take on this position."

"I second the motion!" The right prime minister rarely opposed just for the sake of opposing.

Whoever opposes this kind of thing should find a substitute.

As everyone knows, the royal family members are unwilling to deal with such things, and are even more unwilling to attend the funeral of the retired emperor.

Moreover, a funeral is as dangerous as going to the front line to fight!

As long as they don't get sick and die, officials will basically not die when they go to the front line to fight. If they preside over a funeral, the risk of death is extremely high, and the higher the rank, the greater the probability of death.

Besides, before his death, the retired emperor specifically appointed Jia Rong to be in charge of this matter. Many people were witnesses at the time, and everyone else knew about this matter.

Jia Rong has been given the title of King Loyalty and Filial Piety. If he is not responsible for the funeral, should the Emperor be responsible for it himself?

The emperor himself also thinks that Jia Rong is the most suitable person. This was what his father left in his last words. No one is more suitable than Jia Rong.

But Jia Rong won’t go!

The emperor said worriedly, "I just said that my father had a dream for Prince Zhongxiao, asking him to continue refining the elixir, and also told him to tell me not to leave everything to others. Now I have ordered my brother to continue to be a monk at home for me, praying and offering sacrifices, and the funeral can be left to the other princes."

It was obviously Jia Rong's nonsense, but after hearing it, several old ministers in the court felt that it was something the emperor would say.

The Minister of Taichang Temple stood up and spoke.

"Your Majesty, since it is the request of the Grand Emperor, we should naturally follow it. Moreover, it has been put on hold for a year and a half since last year, which is rare. We really can't delay it any further."

The old man from the royal family next to him also said: "As far as I know, this is the longest delay among all the emperors in history. Logically speaking, King Zhongxiao should have handled this matter long ago."

The emperor frowned and looked at the prime ministers on his left and right.

"I had planned to get things done when the princes came over, but I didn't want to delay it any further."

"Hurry up and pass the order down, ordering the kings to come!"

The left prime minister said carefully, "Yes, but I have urged several princes some time ago, but they all refused."

In fact, everyone has known about this kind of thing for a long time. Since last year, few princes have been willing to come.

Even Jia Rong was unwilling to go to work. He always looked for opportunities to skip work and stayed at home. He wanted to resign and run away several times.

I know it, but bringing up this topic at this moment is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

The emperor grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands and said angrily: "Tell those princes! You can bring troops this time! You can bring as many as you want! Bring a thousand elite soldiers to the capital, are you still afraid of that assassin?"

"Pass the order down! This time, the princes can bring their princes and concubines with them. I will confer titles on thirty more princes! Fifty more county princes!!"

Everyone was shocked this time, and it took them a long time to realize that the situation could no longer be changed.

"Your Majesty!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
The princes from all over the country will lead their troops into the capital together, and bring a group of princes and grandsons to listen to the enthronement ceremony. Naturally, there will be no shortage of princes from the royal family by then.

It was a big event in the court, but no one told Jia Rong alone. Jia Rong had been busy avoiding the summer heat these days. By the way, he found Li Shizhen's pharmacopoeia in the Imperial Hospital and has been analyzing it one by one recently.

In terms of medical skills alone, Jia Rong is definitely better than Li Shizhen. After all, Li Shizhen was an ancient man, while Jia Rong is a master who surpassed the ancients.

However, it is still very instructive in some unconventional and lost fields.

While Jia Rong was busy working, Lin Hongyu walked in.

"Master, Prince Fu and Prince Beidai sent us Dragon Boat Festival gifts."

"Oh." Jia Rong didn't care. He continued to dissect the dead white mouse in his hand that had eaten the medicine with his back to Xiaohong.

Lin Hongyu stood at the door and said respectfully to Jia Rong in the distance: "In addition to Prince Fu and Prince Beidai, Prince Ning, Prince Liao, Prince Zhennan, Prince Zhenxi, Prince Donghai, and Prince Weihai have also sent people to deliver letters, saying that they will visit in person in a few days to ask when the prince will come out of seclusion."

Jia Rong said disdainfully, "They came to ask for medicine, right? That's not right... How dare these princes come to the capital?"

Jia Rong initially scoffed and showed disdain, but soon discovered a big problem.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... eight princes... eight princes coming to Beijing?
(End of this chapter)