But the only thing Si Lansheng can be sure of is that this matter must be related to Fang Jinshu's marriage.
Otherwise, it could not have been such a coincidence.
Thinking of this, she suddenly became nervous, took Fang Jinshu's hand, and said hurriedly: "Shu'er, you have to have a snack."
They can even fight the idea of the Prince's Mansion, and they can't guarantee that they won't attack you. ” "I see, it's better for you to stay at home more and move less during the Chinese New Year."
The Chinese New Year is the most moving season between relatives and friends, but at this time and then, Wei Jiahang has just had an accident, so it is better to avoid some.
"It's fine."
Fang Jinshu comforted her in a low voice, and said: "Our family's precautions must not be as good as the Prince's Mansion, they chose Wei Jiahang to start, not me, there must be other reasons."
Except for going back to my grandfather's house, I stayed at home, what did my mother think?
” Si Lansheng came to his senses, nodded yes, and said, "Okay, otherwise it will seem that we are weak-hearted."
It's just," she glanced at Fang Jinshu worriedly, and said, "I'm afraid your reputation will hinder family affairs." ” "What's that?"
Fang Jinshu smiled lightly: "There is nothing to do with these eight characters, at most, it is just an idle person talking about this period of time."
In her opinion, it is good to have obstacles, she can live in the Fang family for a few more years, and when everything settles, she will be completely relieved.
"The prince's mansion is just here to propose marriage, what does it have to do with our Fang family."
Fang Jinshu said with a smile: "If this can be taken care of, don't do it." ” "Well said!"
Si Lansheng completely let go of his mind and said with a smile: "Don't do it." ” In the evening, news came from the palace that Wei Jiahang was buried according to the regulations of the prince of the county.
Because he was not yet 18 years old, he was buried for seven days and buried in the wing of Tailing.
He was the first person to be buried among the grandchildren of the Wei family.
Because of this white affair in the royal family, the excitement in the capital is a little inferior.
After all, Wei Jiahang is the emperor's grandson, even if the emperor has not decreed to stop the joy of the people, the nobles and nobles in the city have consciously stopped singing, dancing and feasting.
The people in Beijing are the most aware of the direction of the wind, and during the royal funeral, who will touch this mold.
The joy of the New Year has been gathered, and people are reunited at home.
On the prince's mansion, there is a white sky as far as the eye can see: white lanterns, white lintels, white curtains, white clothes, etc., a gloomy cloud and miserable fog.
The monks of the Great Compassion Temple were invited to spend the dead of Wei Jiahang here, and the chanting continued day and night.
Wei Jiahang had no descendants, so the crown princess ordered the slaves and eunuchs in the palace to change into sackcloth, tie hemp ropes, and wear filial piety to him.
Although her order was absurd, the prince was afraid that it would irritate her again, so he let her go.
After waking up that day, the crown princess no longer wanted to die with Wei Jiahang, and she didn't even shed another tear.
Her eyes were barren, but her expression was calm, and she dealt with Wei Jiahang's aftermath in an orderly manner.
On the orders of the crown prince, Wei Jiaren and the county lord of Baochun guarded her day and night.
I'm afraid that if she doesn't notice, she will do something impulsively.
There was an endless stream of people who came to mourn, and people with heads and faces in Beijing came.
The crown princess took Wei Jiaren and the county lord of Baochun to kneel beside the coffin and give gifts to the guests who came to offer incense.
"The King of Qi, the King of Chu, and the Princess of Zhaoyang have arrived!"
The master of ceremonies at the door took a roll call.
The three of them are all children of Empress Cao. and the prince, who are half-brothers.
No matter how openly and secretly they fight with the prince in private, on such occasions, they always have to come to the scene to mourn.
The prince welcomed them into the mourning hall.
The three of them are all elders of Wei Jiahang, but the deceased is respected, and they all put incense on them in turn to show their condolences.
Accompanying King Qi to the scene were Princess Qi, the prince Wei Jiayun, and Duancheng County Lord Wei Yixin.
Princess Qi stepped forward and whispered to the crown princess, and Wei Jiayun and Wei Yixin knelt down to offer incense to Wei Jiahang.
Wei Yixin held a stick of incense and lit it on the ever-bright lamp, and bowed three times with a solemn expression.
She thought in her heart: "If there is really a god in the world, Wei Jiahang, you will not die unjustly."
Even if you don't die now, after my father ascends the throne, your whole family will not escape the word death.
In that case, what is the difference between dying early and dying late?
” "Who made you so stupid to stand in my way?"
Looking at the black-painted Nanmu coffin, a question suddenly flashed in Wei Yixin's mind: Wei Jiahang asked to marry Fang Jinshu, and only one of the two of them could destroy this marriage.
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And himself, why did he never think about Fang Jinshu's life, but chose the more difficult Wei Jiahang?
No, it wasn't your choice.
She denied this idea in her mind for a moment, this was not chosen, it was that after she heard about it, she only wanted Wei Jiahang to pay the price.
This is really weird.
The Fang family was obviously easier to start, why didn't they even have this idea, and didn't remember this method until this moment?
When she was in the Prince's Mansion, she kept thinking about this question, and she didn't even hear Wei Jiayun talking to her.
It wasn't until she left the house and got into the carriage that Princess Qi looked at her and asked funny: "Xin'er, what do you want, so distracted." ” Wei Yixin came to her senses, blinked, and made an excuse: "Seeing that Brother Hang went suddenly, Xin'er also felt uncomfortable. ” Princess Qi sighed and said, "Yes, he is still young.
"Although the two houses are opposite, the mood of motherhood is always the same.
Today, when she saw the crown princess like that, she felt sorry for her.
Wei Yixin said coquettishly: "Mother, you will always be by Xin'er's side, right?"
” Princess Qi touched her head and said, "Yes, the mother concubine will always accompany you."
Even if you get married, I'll be there when you want to come back. ” Wei Yixin nodded with a smile, but thought in her heart: "Maybe, I can't bear to hurt him again after all."
That man, the boy in my heart, even if the past is annihilated in the smoke and dust, I subconsciously don't want him to be sad. ” That's it, since this is the case, the people and things of the Fang family are far away.
Wei Jiahang's death secretly affected the lives of people in the capital.
Guangying Cargo Bank has not opened, and Ji Surabaya has given the shopkeepers a holiday, and they will return to work on the sixth day of the new year.
At this time, he set up a table full of dishes in the house across the wall from the goods store, invited Mrs.
Han to sit down, and said with a smile: "Lady, please take a seat." ” Han Niangzi sat down holding his hand, and looked at him with a look of tenderness.
How many times had she dreamed of living such an ordinary life with him.
Even if it is as plain as water, it is as sweet as food, and I just hate that time goes too fast.
And now this wish is coming true every day, so why don't she rejoice in her luck?
The deep palace court, which is full of loneliness and turmoil, and the lonely and tasteless nunnery, at this moment, is as unreal as the things of the previous life.
"Xianggong, you've worked hard all these years."
Han Niangzi looked at him, how lucky she was to be able to have such a man to stay with her.