vstars Chapter 835 Chapter 835
Chapter 835 Chapter 835
The condolences and kowtows are performed by family members, and usually close relatives also come to burn incense, but before the coffin is opened today, there are also many formal funeral rituals.
Outside the mourning hall was a mourning shed that almost covered half of the courtyard.
When it was the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion's turn, Song Guanzhou looked around but didn't see Pei Jian. He asked Qi Yueniang in a low voice, but she just shook her head and said, "I haven't seen him. I heard that we will follow the prince and Silang into the mansion, kowtow and kneel, and then we will go to two places. You just follow me then."
"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."
The funeral rituals of Dalong were very different from those of the previous dynasties. People who came to pay their respects not only came with people, but also had to bring rice, flour, grain, oil, pigs, sheep and other livestock. However, wealthy families could not bring all the offerings to the front of the mourning hall, so most of them had a book and just had to sing out the words.
Song Guanzhou followed Qi Yueniang and just as they stepped into the courtyard, they saw the mourning shed decorated with colorful flowers and various paper offerings placed along the courtyard wall. In front of the mourning shed, there was a little empty space on the ground, with several dry trees of six or seven feet in height, on which hung paper money with a diameter comparable to that of an adult.
Some are pure white, some are colorful, which are very spectacular.
Walking into the mourning shed, one would see more than a hundred monks chanting scriptures and meditating, beating gongs and drums from time to time, which would shake people's hearts from time to time.
The royal funeral was very luxurious.
Due to their status, it was a great honor for female relatives to kowtow. If they were not direct relatives, they could not attend the funeral, so they could not see more grand scenes.
For example, there were dozens of groomsmen in uniform in the front yard.
Qin Qingdong stood inside, stamping his feet in cold... When he was about to find a charcoal brazier to keep warm, the gloomy sky suddenly began to blow.
"Ji Lang, protect the banner!"
The groom was escorted by people playing music and carrying banners and flags. There was a cold wind at that time, which almost blew away the remaining snow on the eaves and corners of the house. In an instant, the courtyard was in chaos.
In front of the mourning shed, several strings of paper money were shaking.
Almost falling down——
Song Guanzhou had arrived at the mourning hall, but before he could react, his eyes went dark and he heard a clanging sound. The monks stopped chanting and were busy escaping. Song Guanzhou grabbed Qi Yueniang and tried to retreat.
The cold wind blew out many candles. As the mourning shed collapsed, the already dim world could only vaguely see the people in front of them.
"Watching the boat——"
Pei An's anxious voice came over. She calmed herself down, supported Qi Yueniang, and replied to Pei An, "There's nothing wrong with my sister-in-law."
All the maids were waiting in the courtyard outside the mourning hall, and only the masters were allowed to enter the mourning hall.
Xiao Yinxiu exclaimed in shock, and took the opportunity to grab Pei Chen's sleeve, "Husband, what...what happened?"
In the mourning hall, besides the monks and the Pei family, there were also the filial sons and grandsons of Prince An. Among them was a five or six-year-old child who hugged Song Guanzhou's skirt and said, "I'm scared!"
Wearing mourning clothes, it is hard to see clearly.
But Song Guanzhou almost subconsciously hugged the child and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"
The strong wind blew the place outside the mourning hall into a mess. It took a while for the wind to finally subside, but Song Guanzhou had been pushed to the back of the coffin by the monks who kept squeezing in.
The eternal lamp was still on, and Song Guanzhou steadied himself with the help of Qi Yueniang.
"Guan Zhou, what's going on?"
"It's okay, sister-in-law, maybe the mourning shed just collapsed." As soon as the voice fell, Pei An also squeezed over, "Sister-in-law, Guan Zhou, are you okay?"
Seeing the two nod, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The mourning shed collapsed, but it is too heavy. Now the people outside are trying to hold it up."
It is impossible to prop it up. It is made of wood and felt cloth. If it collapses, it can only be moved away.
Pei An and Pei Chen saw that the women were fine, so they went to the front to help. Before they left, someone from Prince An's family suddenly called out, "Where's Yuan Zhang?"
"Not with me."
"Go find him quickly, Yuanzhang!"
The child in his arms blinked and said to Song Guanzhou in a baby voice, "I am Yuanzhang."
...You are the one who should speak louder!
Song Guanzhou quickly responded, "Here, Yuanzhang is with me."
Ok?
Two men in mourning held candles and walked over to the sound. When they saw Song Guanzhou's face clearly, they asked tentatively, "Fourth Young Master's wife?"
It was the Pei family's turn to pay their respects. Among the three female members, this one was extremely beautiful.
Needless to say, it must be the lady of Pei An's family. Looking at Yuan Zhang who was hugging her neck in her arms, the man breathed a sigh of relief, "Yuan Zhang, come to your father, don't tire the young lady."
The child responded obediently, and after returning to the man's arms, he turned to look at Song Guanzhou, "Mom——"
God!
I'm not your mother...
Song Guanzhou's face turned red, and he was at a loss to explain to the child, "My dear, you recognized the wrong person..."
The man also hurriedly stopped the child, "Yuan Zhang, mother is not like that, you have to be polite and just call me Madam."
I can't figure out the seniority and stuff like that at this moment.
After saying this, he apologized to Song Guanzhou.
Because of the difference between men and women, Prince An's coffin was separated out. There were many filial daughters and daughters-in-law in Prince An's Mansion, and they came here and sat next to Xiao Yinxiu and Qi Yueniang.
Song Guanzhou looked at the eternal lamp at the bottom of the coffin and sighed. If Prince An were still alive, he would probably not rest in peace.
Jin Fuyun is so bold.
The collapse of the mourning shed frightened many guests and caused them to panic. Many people came to check on the situation and many messages were spread. Jin Fuyun, who was already in front of Princess An, also heard about it. She frowned and asked, "Is anyone injured?"
The boy who came to deliver the message knelt in front of him and lowered his head to answer.
"Except for two young monks from Long'en Temple who ran slowly and were hit, no one else was injured."
When Princess An heard this, she burst into tears.
"Are you going to make His Majesty feel uneasy on a day like today?"
Madam Qin and Princess Hong'an, who were standing beside her, tried to comfort her. The servant saw that the old princess was sobbing and waved his hand quickly, "Princess, don't worry. She was knocked down by the strong wind just now. She will be fine in a while."
Princess An thought that the old prince was a peaceful person, but he choked to death on a bite of cake. She was so unwilling and felt even more uncomfortable.
I couldn't stop crying and kept muttering.
"My Lord, please go with peace of mind. You don't need to worry about the people in this mansion, Your Lord..."
This cry caused the female members of the family to cry as well.
Taking advantage of the gloomy moment, Jin Fuyun quietly broke away from Princess Hong'an's sight and limped out.
I walked out of the courtyard gate before I saw the trembling little maid Qiuying, "Come and help me quickly."
Qiuying was wearing a lot of clothes, but they could not keep out the cold wind. When she heard the elder girl's voice, she hurried over. However, she had been standing for too long and her legs and feet were frozen. She staggered as she took a few steps.
"Miss..., it's windy right now, please be careful."
"Do you remember what I told you?"
Qiu Ying nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Miss. I remember it. I will say that she is the maidservant of the old lady of the Qin family."
Jin Fuyun nodded, "Don't let it slip!"