James, who had retreated to the side, muttered in English: "This Jia Cong, who is like a leader of the House of Lords, actually saw through our strategy towards China at a glance..."

"Yes! We thought he didn't know. This is worthy of being a magnificent country, with many capable people emerging." Johnson said.

Defne was lost for a while, with complicated eyes. At this time, the emperor said, "Jia Aiqing, the Jia family is a noble family who has made great contributions to my Dashun, and his beloved is far superior to his ancestors. I ordered the ceremony of Jia She's grand funeral to be handled according to the first-rank official! What else do you have to ask for? Let's say it quickly!"

Jia Yucun and other powerful ministers who were determined to win, Ge Xuanli and Liu Kang and other eunuchs were so jealous that their eyes were blue!

What else is more glorious and exciting than glorious family and returning home in glory?

"I thank the emperor for his kindness!" Jia Cong pretended to be grateful and cry: "I wish I could cry immediately in front of my father's spirit and made some considerations for observing filial piety and customs. Because people who need Buddhists to recite scriptures and reliance, I knew on the way that the master's name is Miaoyu, who has a profound Buddhist teachings, and should be able to reliance my father in the Pure Land. Everything can be done, and I dare not make any requests."

Look, the person who made such great contributions and was so humble, Ling Juezhi was even more happy. Speaking of Buddhism and Taoism, Jia Cong helped him get into this Taoist sutra!

Thinking of this, the emperor felt that Jia Cong was unparalleled in helping him, and asked: "Did that Miaoyu be registered in the Monk Records Department of the Ministry of Rites and become a Buddhist and Taoist official?"

"No."

"Okay, pass on my order. The Ministry of Rites immediately issued an imperial edict, and wrote the monk Miaoyu as the master of the national monk Records and Daolushi Master, who was in charge of the Baiyun Temple in the capital left by Wang Changyue, a descendant of Wang Chongyang, to compete with Zhang Xilin, the 55th generation of Tianshi master of Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi. On the day of the imperial edict, Master Miaoyu was ordered to lead the Baiyun Temple and the Taoist temples in the capital to save the first-class general Jia She!" Ling Juezhe waved his hand generously, and found it quite fun.

At this time, Buddhists and Taoist people were hit hard and not very prosperous. They were more of a custom and culture, and no one opposed anything. However, when this kind of kindness was envious and jealous, they also watched the trend of the court.

Xiaojing succeeded, Jia Cong thanked for his gratitude and retired, and the triumphal debate came to an end.

"Miaoyu... why are she so good to her..." Defney turned her mind, but Jia Cong could not care about her at this time. He was busy with everything and left with the help of others.

The six palaces in the east and west at the same time and on the same central axis were on the bustling situation of Qinzheng Hall. Xue Baochai and the others received rewards from the two empress dowagers, empresses and concubines in Fengzao Palace. This was an order from the imperial decree. They rewarded many Su Yigong styles and had to meet Jia Yuanchun.

"Madam, this dynasty has resumed the ceremony of allowing relatives to visit relatives in the pepper room on a specific day. Will you often see our eldest lady in the future? You should comfort the wife's love for her child." Ping'er said.

"Yes, my last stone has fallen to the ground, it is full of grace. The old lady cannot come when she is sick, so she has to go back and tell her quickly." Mrs. Wang was happy and smiled kindly.

In her opinion, this is all because of the great grace of heaven. Emperor Hongde is much gentler than Yongle. In fact, of course there is this reason, but there are also reasons why Jia Cong is the pillar of the way to control the overall situation.

Mrs. Xing didn't think so completely, so she rolled her eyes quickly. After leaving Shunzhen Gate, the women of each fate took a sedan chair of different grades to turn back to Xicheng, one step ahead of Jia Cong.

Xue Baochai waited hard, as if a quarter of an hour was a month, and a day was a year. I wonder how good or bad Jia Cong entered the palace, but fortunately he finally arrived in the evening.

When Jia Cong fell into a sedan chair in front of the gate of the lion, vermilion beast in Rongguo Mansion, he took off his official hat and wore a white mourning uniform. He didn't care about his relatives and slaves from his family lined up to welcome him. He hurriedly passed through the archway of the top scholar. The gate was really "running" to Jia She's mourning hall like "struggling".

Whether it is a show or a true love, he has to leave this process. The ancients were mourning for their loved ones, but there was a "crying" period. The more painful the crying, the more sad the more shocking the world, the better.

Of course, it is best to cry to death, that is, filial piety moves the sky, and the country will definitely add a paragraph of "Twenty-Five Filial Piety" to the "Twenty-Four Filial Piety Picture".

"Father, the child is unfilial..." In front of the mourning hall, Jia Cong knelt down to "repent" and cried loudly: "You can't serve the medicine personally until your father dies. The child is unfilial and the child is guilty, wow..."

The family and relatives didn't have time to tell Jia Cong what separation and how to ask about his well-being. In the horror atmosphere of the great magic of ethics that shrouded the world for thousands of years, the three wives and concubines had to kill their feelings.

"I am worried about my health. If I cry so hard that I can't keep my filial piety for twenty-seven months, wouldn't it be even more unfilial?" Xiangling said blankly.

Qingwen Baochai didn't say a word, because nothing was good at this time. They saw Jia Cong who stood up tremblingly, their husbands, and their heavenly sky, about one head taller. In fact, it was more than two years, and it was the time to grow vigorously. Moreover, the rich and noble family's face disappeared completely, and their skin was full of health and yellow. In that familiarity, there was a kind of evil and murderous aura, which was a fearless aura that commanded thousands of troops and was fearless!

Therefore, the dazed Xiangling did not dare to have relatives, wives and concubines to approach him for a moment.

"What I said is that I am not careful about it, so I will put some incense paper on it and go to rest." Jia Cong burned some paper money.

At the same time, he secretly looked at his wives and concubines, and they all became much more mature, especially Baochai's plain clothes, which became even more delicate and gorgeous. He smiled. He suddenly held his forehead and fell down suddenly. Qingwen cried and said, "Master Cong, Master Cong..."

"Hurry, move the bamboo bench strips and carry them in." Xue Baochai was in a mess.

Ping'er came to preside over and assist in these funerals that would last for a long time. Li Wan's wannabe is naturally not suitable for anything. Lin Daiyu also helped to find the matters of in and out of the accounts, but she didn't care. She just looked at the funeral from afar and remembered Guangling Weiyang. The scene when her father passed away, and adding other things, she couldn't help but feel relaxed.

The Mingqiu in the courtyard floats with the breeze of the dead, and the lights float with them, making them look gloomy. The light of oil and fire in the bedroom sways, and Jia Cong is lying half awake and half asleep.

He asked himself that he would not faint for the sake of "crying spirit". In fact, he was very tired. He went to Beijing without rest. The court racked his brains, and was really exhausted and exhausted. He had to act when he went home. He might as well stop acting. I just fainted from illness. Isn't it okay if I fainted?

While enjoying Xiangling and Qingwen's two beautiful concubines scrubbing and whispering and crying, she heard Ying'er reply: "Grandma, a large number of monks and Taoists are coming in. They want to be liberated to the master, which is overwhelming and scary."

"Why is this? Haven't you done a ritual? It's too wasteful to invite someone again." Xue Baochai frowned and her tears were not dry.

Just put on the water and land rituals, because they are established customs. For example, the original work of Qin Keqing's death, the rituals were held for several months and several churches, which not only violated the law, but also showed off their money, and they thought they had too much money.

Xue Baochai calmed down and walked out, met Ping'er, and left the second door. Jia Lian and Jia Qiang led the eunuch and the monk Lushidaolu in. The eunuch Liu Kang held the whisk tightly and smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, Madam, this great ritual was not invited by anyone, but by the order of the Emperor Longsheng. At that time, the funeral must be followed by the first-class etiquette. The kindness is very strong!"

Xue Baochai was stunned for a few moments and immediately realized that this was an auspicious signal! Needless to say, it was her husband who was trying to win it. She looked up and saw the leader of the monk and Taoist leader, and she was a little familiar. She was really surprised and blurted out: "Miaoyu..."

Miaoyu was even more stunned and puzzled by dozens of times more than Xue Baochai. She didn't know why the court inexplicably gave her the highest-level monk and Taoist title?

Just half an hour ago, she was "forced to ban the title". When she entered the Jia family, she saw the mourning hall again, Mingjing and Xue Baochai, and suddenly realized: "It's Jia Cong, it turns out..."

She remembered that when she was in Suzhou, Jia Cong told her in person that she would give her a world.

It turns out that this is her world, and it was given to her by Jia Cong!

Although Miaoyu does not like all kinds of worldly affairs, this title of competing with Zhang Tianshi, Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi Province, was officially registered by the imperial court, which undoubtedly gave her a huge guarantee. Who would dare to make a decision easily?

"Thank you..." Miaoyu felt very sweet and happy. Looking at the virtuous and generous Xue Baochai, this is his wife's palace... He was inseparable from him for the first time after many years. In this situation, Miaoyu had a very strange feeling... She was thinking about it, and her face turned redder under the lights...

In the same horizontal line as Rongxi Hall, Yu Yu replied indifferently about the fact that a large number of people came in to do rituals. Mrs. Wang felt suspicious and said happily on her face: "Okay, I often eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name to save the dead. This is a good thing. It is hard to be so filial to Cong'er."

When there was no one, Mrs. Wang's eyes turned ruthless and said to herself: "This must be Jia Cong who paid for the money to set up a formation. Jia Cong was cruel and ruthless, not like the master, and could not make money. But so what? First, the master and I are your elders after all, and second, you have been filial for so many years, and you have been handing over power and going home, and gradually you have no power or power..."

Originally, she was in charge of the second house. In addition, Mrs. Xing and her sister-in-law were unhappy. The combination of the two, and her spirit has accumulated over time and accumulated strength. Speaking of which, Jia She died of old age, forcing Jia Cong to come back to mourn. They gradually declined and fell silent according to the rules... When they thought of this, Mrs. Wang felt an unparalleled sense of pleasure.
Chapter completed!