The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 44
Jiang Nian thought that tonight was the first day of the Queen's first seven days, so he couldn't wait to finish dealing with the cabinet affairs and go to the Dragon Hall to meet Ning Yuezhao.

Unexpectedly, when the other cabinet ministers withdrew, his father Jiang Qixi closed the door behind him.

"Father?" Jiang Nian asked puzzled.

Jiang Qixi said with a serious face: "Today, a student of the Ministry of Punishment told me that An Chen was locked up in the cell with the most murderers and robbers."

Jiang Nian was taken aback, "How could this be?"

An Chen's arson in the Dianzang Pavilion is logically a felony, but after all, he came out of the Imperial Hospital and was never dismissed. If he was thrown directly into this kind of place, someone must be punishing him.

You must know that this kind of desperado who kills and robs is often feared by other prisoners in the prison, and becomes the tyrant of the cell. New prisoners have to beat their shoulders and legs to serve the tyrant, otherwise they will be surrounded and beaten.

Sometimes if you want to get rid of a person quietly, it is best to hint at these prison bullies and give them benefits afterwards.

Jiang Qixi looked at Jiang Nian and said seriously, "Did you do it?"

"Father, why would I do such a thing?" Jiang Nian was really wronged. Even if An Chen was spared the death penalty this time, he would still be imprisoned for life, so why would he waste his efforts.

Seeing his sincerity, Jiang Qixi's expression softened a little, "I've already ordered people to watch in the cell. It's a national funeral these days, so they probably won't do anything."

Jiang Nian nodded, "Thank you father, my son has made you worry."

Jiang Qixi shook his head, "I will ask someone to find out what's going on. Now you are the emperor's husband, but after all, you are different from her ministers, and your position is very important. You have to be careful."

"Yes, my son understands." Jiang Nian's heart warmed when he heard his father say this.

In his previous life, when he first entered the palace, his father also warned him so earnestly, but he ignored it.

On the first night of the first seven days, he directly stayed in the cabinet, claiming that he was busy with government affairs, but in fact he had a temper with Ning Yuezhao.

Later, he experienced the pain of destroying his family, and only then did he realize how heartbreaking it is to lose a loved one.However, his feelings were very short-lived. He was reborn and returned to the moment when his parents and relatives were still alive.But that kind of pain, he will never bear it again.

As her husband, he will be with her tonight no matter what.

After parting with his father, Jiang Nian drove slowly to the Dragon Hall in a chariot.

After arriving, Jiang Nian stopped the palace servant's notification, and walked to the main hall alone.

Ning Yuezhao knelt in front of the coffin alone, and there was no palace attendant in the hall, so she should have sent her away.

"Emperor Mother, I know that I was too self-willed in the past, and I have broken your heart. If time can be turned back, I will definitely not disobey you again..." Ning Yuezhao's voice was not loud, but there was no one in the hall at this time. What he said clearly reached Jiang Nian's ears.

Jiang Nian sighed softly and stepped into the hall, "Ah Zhao."

Now he is her imperial husband, a person who advances and retreats side by side with her, so naturally there is no need to call Gu Daozhen between the two of them.

Ning Yuezhao turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw him walking with his head held high. Even though he was dressed in filial piety, it made him look a bit chic.

"You're here." Ning Yuezhao's tone was flat, and there were wet tears in the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Nian knelt down beside her, kowtowed respectfully to the queen's coffin, then looked sideways at her, and took out a light blue veil from his bosom.

"Thank you." Ning Yuezhao took it over and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Nian shook his head lightly, "There is no need to thank you between us."

Ning Yuezhao clenched the veil in her hand, feeling embarrassed for her subconscious politeness and alienation.Although she doesn't reject Jiang Nian now, the relationship between the two has not reached the point of heart-to-heart.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuezhao fell silent.

Jiang Nian was also a little annoyed at himself, why the atmosphere froze as soon as he opened his mouth.

But Ning Yuezhao said: "You are right, I am too polite."

Jiang Nian patted her on the shoulder lightly, "I promised my mother that I will support each other for a lifetime with you, okay like a relative?"

Indeed, he was already his closest person now, and it was foreseeable that there would be a storm in the court in the future. It would be too tiring if even the people next to him had to be careful.

Immediately, Ning Yuezhao said in relief: "Okay, I don't have any other relatives, only you."

Jiang Nian moved his legs and knelt closer to her, "If you're sleepy, just lean on me and sleep for a while."

Ning Yuezhao shook her head, "I'm not sleepy."

The queen will be buried in the mausoleum in a few days, and she doesn't want to miss the last time with her mother no matter what.

Looking at her bright eyes, Jiang Nian suddenly had a thought, and said to her, "It's boring to kneel all the time, why don't I tell you about my study abroad a few years ago."

Ning Yuezhao grew up so old, she hadn't left the imperial capital yet, and even the number of times she went out of the palace was limited.When she heard this suggestion, she became very interested, she nodded and said: "Alright, the Empress always likes to hear you tell stories, and if you tell it here, she will be happy to hear it."

Seeing her soothed expression, Jiang Nian also felt relieved, and he worked very hard to tell the story.

The vigil on the first night passed quietly like this.

The next day, the ministers presented the proposed empress title and posthumous title to the new emperor Ning Yuezhao.

"Cherishing Heaven's Destiny is Righteousness, Prosperity, Prosperity, Wisdom, Kindness, Respect, Filial Piety, Humility, Confidence, and Rui Emperor."

The name of the emblem has a full twenty characters, and it was decided after discussion by the ministers of various ministries.Because they knew that the new emperor was extremely filial, they put a lot of effort into this emblem and posthumous title.

Because her mother held a detached position in her mind, Ning Yuezhao was very satisfied with this emblem.

After some more discussions, the queen's temple name "Sejong" was finally determined.

Next, it will be handed over to the Ministry of Industry to make jade books, jade treasures, incense books, incense treasures, silk books, and silk treasures according to the proposed emblem and posthumous title, and Qin Tianjian will hold a posthumous ceremony on a selected day.

The empress has a decree that everything about funerals should be kept simple, so the posthumous posthumous ceremony is not so grand.

The final selected day is the last day of the first seven days, and officials are sent one day in advance to inform heaven, earth, Taimiao, and Sheji.

On the day of the grand ceremony, a guard of honor was set up in front of the Dragon Hall, and Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian led the officials to perform three worships and nine kowtows.

The etiquette officer unfolded the silk book and the silk treasure, and read them out in turn.

The gold-woven Kowloon Qi in front of the hall is fluttering in the wind, after the ceremonial officer has finished reading the treasure book.

Ning Yuezhao got up slowly, turned around and looked at the group of people kneeling underneath, with a calm expression.

At this moment, she was standing on the high stone steps in front of the Dragon Hall, unfolding the bright yellow silk, and proclaiming the Queen's posthumous title to the world.

On the day of the funeral, there was a light rain in the imperial capital.

The empress set her mausoleum twenty miles away from the imperial capital, and Qin Tianjian once advised that this place is not the best place for Fengshui.

But the empress insisted on not changing the location, saying that the performances and funerals would cost the people and money, and if the mausoleum was chosen far away, the people would suffer an extra crime.

Maybe she is not an emperor with outstanding merits, but she is definitely a benevolent and righteous king who is sympathetic to the people.

Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian shared a funeral car and drove unsteadily towards the imperial mausoleum.

Thin rain drifted in from the opened car curtain, Ning Yuezhao stared blankly ahead.

In front of her was the empress' coffin, and the dragon-embroidered curtain hanging from the domed coffin fluttered in the wind and rain.

Jiang Nian put his hand on hers, and said considerately: "Put down the car curtain, there are still many things to do after arriving at the imperial mausoleum, don't catch a cold."

Ning Yuezhao's hands were a little cold, but they were suddenly wrapped in warm palms, making her body tremble slightly.

She didn't speak, but let Jiang Nian hold her hand, put down the car curtain, and blocked her sight.

Before nightfall, the funeral convoy finally arrived at its destination.

As dusk was approaching, the coffin temporarily stopped in the reed hall.

Early in the morning of the second day, the coffin was placed in the Long En Hall in the imperial mausoleum.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestral mausoleum, Houtu and the mausoleum mountain god, the coffin is slowly led to the coffin bed along the wooden track.

On the other side of the coffin bed is another coffin, which is the coffin of the late emperor's husband who was buried nine years ago.

Ning Yuezhao looked at her parents who were finally able to sleep together after being separated for many years, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

During his lifetime, the two of them spent too little time together, but now they can finally stay together forever.

The funerary objects had been properly placed. Qin Suqian, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, checked it, and after confirming that everything was correct, he ordered someone to light the Wannian lamp at the entrance of the tomb.

"Your Majesty, it's time to seal the tomb door." Qin Suqian reminded in a low voice.

Ning Yuezhao glanced at her parents' coffin again, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

All the people exited the tomb, and the broken dragon stone was slowly lowered.

The ceremonial guards held when they came were lit outside the mausoleum, and the raging fire quickly swallowed those banners.

The past has turned into scorched dust, and history is about to open a new chapter.

After returning from the funeral, Ning Yuezhao felt restless all the time.

Jiang Nian was also worried about An Chen in prison, fearing that something might happen to him, he ordered people to keep an eye on him all the time, and asked Jiang Qixi to make some arrangements.

But people are not as good as heaven, and there are all kinds of defenses, but there are still omissions.

On this day, the two were reading the excerpts in the Dragon Hall.

Suddenly someone came to see him, saying it was an official from the Ministry of Punishment.

"What did you say? Say it again." Ning Yuezhao squeezed the teacup in her hand, and glanced coldly at the official from the Ministry of Punishment who came to report.

Although the official was photographed by the power of the new empress, he still remained calm, "Report to Your Majesty, the criminal An Chen fought privately in the prison, it's gone."

　The transitional chapter is so painful to write..

　　
　
(End of this chapter)