[Red House] Lixian

Daming Palace, where the Dragon Court is currently located, is the place where orders are placed in all directions.The emperor is known as the reincarnation of Ziwei Xing, and also known as Ziwei Saint.

Now, the sage of Longting is flipping through a memorial, which is Jia Daishan's last letter before his death.

"I know that my destiny is not long, but I have been concentrating on official duties and neglecting the teachings of my children and grandchildren in the past. If something goes wrong in the future, I can only hope that your Majesty will beg for your hard work and leave the men of the Jia family to maintain the incense..." The memorial said Jia's family The parents were short-sighted, talking out everything from the grandson's marriage to the embarrassing tragedy of the granddaughter's fiancé missing.

The sage watched silently, thinking of Jia Daishan who had been with him for decades, he was quite moved.

Jia Daishan can be called his confidant, the two have been in love with each other since they were young, and even Jia Daishan once saved him.Now that Jia Daishan took the first step, the emperor had to think about his future under the circumstances.

Long live Long live Long live?

Which emperor believed in such blessings?

"After a hundred years, who will sit on this dragon chair, and who will be in charge of this country?" He looked at the resplendent and resplendent hall in a daze.

Thinking of the prince who is becoming more and more irritable, and thinking about the next few princes who opened the mansion gradually showing their edge, even the sage has no bottom in his heart.

"Yes, we are all old." After the saint sighed, he thought of the current situation of Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Daishan's two sons are indeed incompetent, the youngest son is only a small official, and the eldest son does not even have an official position at present.

"Forget it, give him a title inheritance incense. As for the Rongguo Mansion..."

Duke Rong's title is not hereditary, so the title must be reduced when it is passed on.At that time, the plaque of Rongguo Mansion will not be able to hang up.Even Jia Shishi's imperial mandate has to be transferred from her husband to her son, and it is a blessing to be able to maintain the first-rank imperial mandate.

If this is the case, it is a foregone conclusion that Jia Shishi will rely on Jia Amnesty in the future.

But at this time, someone from outside came in to report, telling the saint what had happened in the city in the past two days.

"You said, when Dai Shangong hadn't left, those people didn't want to be married to the Jia family?" The sage felt sorry for his subordinates, and felt uncomfortable when he heard these words.

"That's right. The Duke of Zhen refused the Jia family's marriage, not to mention, many marquises and earls also refused."

"Hmph, is it sure that the Rongguo Mansion has fallen?" Long Yan was furious, looking to the south.

Daming Palace is in the north of Chang'an, bounded by Danfeng Gate.On both sides of Suzaku Street in the south are the mansions of various princes and nobles.

"That's all for Duke Zhen. It's reasonable for him to pity his granddaughter's refusal to marry the second wife of Jia's house. But when did Jia's house become so cheap?" The saint himself doesn't like the two descendants of Jia's house, but seeing other people belittle him, then what? is another matter.

Walking around and meditating, the saint had an idea in his mind: You think the signboard of Rongguo Mansion is going to fall off, so I will put it there.

It is impossible for Jia She to take over the position of Duke Rong by holding onto the plaque of Rongguo Mansion.But Jia Shishi is still there, as long as she retains her super-grade imperial order, Jia Shishi will not die for a day, and will not take off the plaque of Rongguo Mansion for a day, which can be called grace.

He continued to look at the legacy, and wrote in the back: "Zhang Qingyuan is a substitute for my minister, and now I want him to be enshrined in the royal family. In the future, I hope that he will always be by your majesty's side, just like when I was here. Zhang Qingyuan is good at the art of nourishing health and nourishing qi. Your Majesty has worked hard for a long time, and I hope to preserve the body of the dragon." Later, in the tone of an old friend, he talked about many ways to keep healthy.

The sage was greatly moved after seeing it, and he thought of himself before he died. This is the real loyal man, and the sage is more determined to take care of Jia's house.And for Zhang Qingyuan, there is also some empathy.Feeling deeply in his heart, he simply recruited Zhang Qingyuan into the palace and asked about the techniques of health preservation and longevity.

"Come here, draw up an order." The sage summoned Zhang Qingyuan, and kept Jia's mother's imperial edict, and finally gave Jia Daishan a posthumous title.

"Duke Rongguo has made great contributions to the country, and his posthumous title is 'Wu Lie'... No, wait, don't write it yet." The courtier who was holding down the drafting decree next to him thought for a while before saying: "The posthumous title 'Zhong Wu'——"

"Your Majesty—" The expressions of the two Grand Masters accompanying him changed at the same time.

The posthumous title is to comment on a person's previous achievements and demerits.The posthumous titles of ministers are mostly arranged in three categories: Wen, Wu, and Zhong.

Wen and Wu only have civil servants and generals, and the word loyalty is a higher reward.

Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism can only be used with great merit.

Therefore, many Wencheng's goals are not "loyalty" at all, just because they contradict the emperor from time to time, saying that it is not in line with the ancestors.Which emperor is willing to give them the posthumous title of "Zhong" after death?The highest goal of civil servants is the posthumous title of "Wenzheng".

The highest ideal of a military commander is to combine loyalty and martial arts. Loyalty to the military is the highest evaluation of a military commander.After all, Zhuge Liang was the posthumous title back then.

"Although Rong Guogong has made countless contributions during his lifetime, the word 'loyalty' should not be given lightly!" The two academicians hurriedly came forward to dissuade him, but the courtiers did not dare to write and looked at the saint.

This posthumous title is too eye-catching, and those generals may still be dissatisfied after seeing it.The saint frowned, "Forget it, just use 'loyalty'."

Loyalty is also a high standard.The two academicians looked at each other, not daring to stop it again, and let the imperial decree be issued.

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As the decree of the Daming Palace was announced, Wei Qian clearly saw the dissipated green energy over Jia's mansion gather again, a mountain pheasant appeared in the sea of ​​clouds, merged with a tiger, and turned into a strange beast with the head of an eagle, the body of a tiger and the body of a cocktail.

"The fate of the Rongguo Mansion has settled down?" Wei Qian didn't know much about Wang Qi, but she instinctively felt that the future of Jia's mansion was not his uncle.

"Mother Jia?"

Just as he was thinking, there was an attendant from the Daming Palace outside who read out the imperial decree.Apart from giving Jia She a first-rank title, Jiamu's super-rank order still exists, and all the decorations and buildings in the Rongguo Mansion do not need to be removed and sealed.

This time, Jia Mei also came to her senses, and said to herself, "It's a good thing I didn't go with my mother to persuade my father to let her go with me before he died. Now it's Jia Shi who is in charge? If you really offend this wife, when the time comes Everyone is not good-looking. But this super-grade imperial order is reserved, could it be the door in the palace? Could it be the empress's intention?"

Jia's mother insisted on super-grade orders, and she was Jia Amnesty's mother, filial piety suppressed, and in the future Jia's mansion must be Jia's mother who will monopolize the power.

"Fortunately, Qian'er came up with an idea, let her mother go to Doumo Temple to stay for a while, so as to avoid this Jia Shishi."

And Jia's mother was stunned by this imperial decree, and she wanted to let Jia amnesty one step at first.After all, "When married, obey the husband, and when the husband loses, obey the son." In the future, we will depend on our sons to live.

But when this imperial decree came down, the reason why the Rongguo Mansion was able to survive was due to the merits of her imperial wife, and the situation changed immediately after the up and down shift.

With enough confidence, the spirit of the whole person immediately changed.

Jia Amnesty was different from these female relatives, he didn't think too much about it, as long as he had the title of title.Moreover, it was originally decided to remove some of the public regulations, but now it just happens to be saved.

Jia Amnesty was a face-saving person, so he didn't think too much about it, thanked him cheerfully, and ordered someone to send the packaged silver taels, and then he returned to mourning and took care of Jia Daishan's funeral.

After this imperial decree came out, everyone understood the Holy Majesty's meaning, the family members of the Jia family were still there, the four kings and eight princes attended the scene in person, and Jia Daishan's former colleagues were attending the funeral.

The momentum was so great that the entire Ningrong Street was packed.

Hundreds of miles of long sheds, white cloth mourning lanterns, starting from Zhuque Street to the suburbs.

Loud and loud, Wei Qian waited quietly in the mourning hall by herself.

The rules of funeral ceremonies are cumbersome. Sons, daughters, grandsons, granddaughters, including granddaughters, how to wear filial piety, and what the specifications are, there is a whole set of attention.

The adults received them outside, and the juniors kept their filial piety in the mourning hall.But Jia Zhu and Jia Lian put a lot of emphasis on filial piety, so Yuan Chun's clothes were a little lower. As for the granddaughter, there was a dispute about whether she should wear filial piety.

It's just that Jia's old house is in Jinling, and according to Jia Daishan's instructions, it has to be buried.Jia Mei is going back to Jinling with her two elder brothers, and helps the spirit along the way.Could it be that Wei Qian had to avoid it on the way?

So, to put it bluntly, let Wei Qian Dai Xiao and Yuan Chun have the same specifications, and the two little sisters will guard Jia Daishan's spirit from the side.

Although it was blue sky and daylight, a sudden gust of cool wind blew by, and the gloomy mourning hall made people feel uncomfortable.

Yuan Chun shivered, Wei Qian quickly asked someone to put on her clothes, and said in a low voice, "Sister, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Yuan Chun was no better than Wei Qian. Wei Qian practiced qi visualization every day, and she was full of energy. She was fine even at night.In addition to keeping filial piety, Yuan Chun also needs to take care of Jia Baoyu, a little overlord.

Mrs. Wang and Jia's mother were busy with housework, and Jia Baoyu cried and howled every night, and it was Yuan Chun who coaxed him.

"How about you want to go down and have a rest? Anyway, we are alone."

"It's okay." Yuan Chun refused to leave, and gritted his teeth to observe the filial piety with Wei Qian.

However, as the dark wind blew past, Wei Qian's vision blurred, and he suddenly saw an old man sitting on the coffin.

The old man was dressed in official clothes, with a red head, and looked around blankly.

Grandpa!Wei Qian almost blurted out, looked around and tried not to speak.Thinking of the turbulent waves in my heart: "No wonder Master Ling Wan helped me open my eyes before coming. The feeling is to send grandpa off for the last time?"

After Jia Daishan's death, his soul came out of his body. Just in time for the imperial decree to give him a posthumous title, a ray of dragon energy added to his body, and the Lingtai was clear, and he woke up again.But this time when he woke up, it was the body of ghosts, gods and ghosts, looking at the mourning hall on his own coffin.

All the people around were howling and mourning, but among the crowd, only my granddaughter was staring at where she was, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Old Zhang said, this girl has cultivation, could it be that she can see me?"

Then, Wei Qian calmed down, talked to the people around her and left the mourning hall secretly.

Jia Daishan thought about it, and followed Wei Qian to leave the mourning hall.

But after leaving the mourning hall, I felt exhausted and unable to move.

"Could it be that my undead body can't move around?" Just when Jia Daishan was annoyed, he smelled a scent and suddenly felt hungry. "Strange, do ghosts also get hungry?"

The fragrance was tangy, and the fatigue in his body subsided a little. Following the fragrance, he came to a secluded place, and saw Wei Qian holding a small incense burner and burning incense, and the fragrance came from the three wisps of green smoke on the incense burner.

Seeing Jia Daishan coming over, Wei Qian was overjoyed: "It is said that ghosts and gods like fireworks, it seems to be somewhat true." Burning incense and offering sacrifices, Jia Daishan went to inhale the smoke and became more energetic.

"Girl, your cultivation is not simple, you can actually see ghosts and gods?"

"Before I came, Master helped me to open my wisdom eyes. I think I came here to send grandpa off for the last time." Wei Qian asked curiously about the feelings of ghosts and gods.

Jia Daishan thought about it and said: "I often hear people say that the most important thing in offering incense is to worship the ancestors. The ancestors, the patriarchs of the line, protect the blessings of future generations. I was granted by His Majesty, so I died Walking under the daylight like ghosts and gods. If you feel it, you are still alive. It’s just that your feet are a little light.”

Wei Qian took a closer look, Jia Daishan's feet were blurred, his feet could not be seen, only a cloud of Yin Qi coiled around him, it must be the body of ghosts and gods, which cannot be tolerated by the world.

The grandparent and grandson discussed for a while, and someone in the mourning hall came to look for Wei Qian, and the two had to go back again.