My younger sister insisted on marrying me and made me the Marquis' wife.

Chapter 465: Set a Trap for Her

Yelu Guzha said viciously, "We, the Yelu clan, were forced to leave our homeland by Gu Jinghui. I will also let Gu Jinghui have a taste of what it's like to have our family torn apart. Remember, find a way to get that death certificate back."

Yelu Xianyong hesitated for a moment, then said, "There is a saying in Daxing that a gentleman can be deceived. Gu Jinghui has the life and death certificate in his hands, so he shouldn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Yelu Guzha waved his hand and said, "We provoked him first. Gu is not a good person. If he puts forward conditions that are difficult for me to meet, it will be even more difficult to restore my reputation among the scholars."

The most difficult to deal with are those literati who are cunning, greedy for money, but also care about their reputation and integrity.

Yelu Xianyong said hurriedly: "Young Master is worried that it is safest in his own hands, but now he can't get anything in Dingbei Marquis Mansion... This matter is not easy, but I will do my best to get it."

Yelu Guzha laughed mysteriously a few times: "If you can set a trap for his beloved woman... then it will be easy to catch him, right?"

Yelu Xianyong thought for a moment and immediately said, "I understand."

Yelu Guzha was very generous: "If you need gold and silver, just go to the account and take it. Recently, our tribesmen crossed the river to Goryeo to sell ginseng, and they brought back more than a dozen carts of gold, silver and jewelry."

Yelu Xianyong sighed: "Thanks to the young master for thinking of this idea, when the price of Daxing ginseng goes up in the future, we will not be short of money to spend."

Yelu Guzha laughed out loud.

"By then, all the civil officials in the court will be under my control. I will nurture the military generals, trap the Marquis of Dingbei, and Daxing will be at our mercy. I am willing to be a hostage for 30 years. When the Yelu family establishes a country in the future, you and I will definitely go down in history."

Yelu Xianyong looked longing.

"Young Master is right. Let's also learn from the people of Daxing and write history books to record the difficulties our group of people had in leaving their homes and opening up the territory in Daxing."

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In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the funeral.

The night before, all the clan members and relatives came, including the Xu family members. They all sat in a circle to keep vigil and could not sleep the whole night.

Although Madam Gu is old, she can still endure it as long as she sits and talks with the women in the clan.

Xu's mother, sisters, and nieces sat in a corner and didn't talk much to anyone.

Old Madam Gu simply ordered people to take good care of the tea and snacks, and asked a few times if anyone wanted a midnight snack, and then she didn't bother much else.

Qin Yuan was very busy, but fortunately Dai and Gu Baozhu were there to help her entertain the guests.

Cui had a headache and couldn't come, and Qin Wan was pregnant, so naturally she couldn't come either.

The palace was brightly lit and there was an endless stream of guests coming to pay their respects. Because Lord Gu was presiding over the imperial inspection, even officials from the six ministries and their families came.

Fortunately, Qin Yuan had a good memory and did not make any mistakes.

Lord Gu's side is a little lacking.

Mr. Songshan naturally did not show up. Mr. Gu Liu has been in better health recently, but he does not socialize much, so most of the people who came were strangers.

Fortunately, we have Lord Xu and Qin Jijiu to help us.

At daybreak and the auspicious time arrived, eight strong men of similar height, dressed in green, came in in an orderly manner to carry the coffin.

All the flags and banners for today's ceremonial procession were made by Cui Ming and the people in the needlework room. They are dazzling and extremely noble.

Kang Ge'er and Fu Ge'er had already washed and dressed in mourning clothes, standing on both sides of the front, while Lan Jie'er followed Gu Baozhu and stood at the back.

This was a very tiring day as they had to escort the funeral out of the city to the ancestral temple where the body would be kept.

Because Lord Gu and Lord Gu Liu are both officials, today's agenda has all been submitted to the court, and they dare not overstep their authority in the slightest.

The Gu family members are divided into two groups according to seniority and gender.

Men are on the left and women are on the right.

Following the coffin out of the gate, we saw countless sedan chairs of all sizes from the duke's and marquis' mansions that had come to send off the funeral procession under the memorial archway at the entrance. They were lined up along the roadside so full that they probably stretched for more than three or four miles.

The Xu family could not attend the funeral and could only stand on the sidelines and watch.

As soon as the coffin leaves the mansion, they will rush to the outside of the city to set up a memorial service.

Unless Xu was a chaste and virtuous woman, the Gu family could petition the court to ask for the grace of bearing the coffin for them.

Mrs. Xu whispered to her eldest son, "Your aunt's funeral was so grand, it's worth it in this life."

The eldest son said, "That's all because of Marquis Dingbei. Even the Prince's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion have come, and all other officials are here. Look at the wrinkles on Dad's face, he's smiling."

Madam Xu said, "All the civil and military officials are here today. I'm afraid it's more than the last court session. He must show his face."

The eldest son was surprised: "Why didn't the two relatives from the Marquis's family come?"

Madam Xu snorted disdainfully: "They are all scholars who will become civil servants in the future. They probably don't come here to avoid suspicion, so as not to make people think they are seeking personal gain. If you ask me, these scholars are just too picky."

The eldest son nodded and said, "We really don't understand what civil officials are thinking. Take my uncle for example, I am increasingly confused about what he wants to do. He is publishing poetry collections and painting, and he even said in public that he will observe mourning for his aunt for three years. Does the Marquis' Mansion really have to follow the path of civil officials in the future?"

Madam Xu said, "Why should we think so much? We should just do whatever your father tells us to do. Have you chosen the memorial shed on the roadside? It looks like there will be a lot of people offering sacrifices on the road. Don't do it too far back or your father will get upset and scold you. Speaking of which, your aunt had a grand funeral. You must be so upset on such a good day that you'll make yourself sick to death."

Qin Yuan also sent people to clean up the ancestral temple where the body was kept and vacate the residence.

She and Gu Baozhu would stay in the ancestral temple for three days and accompany the female family members to complete the rituals before returning home.

Madam Gu was the elder, and she had to come back on the same day after escorting the funeral to the ancestral temple. The carriage, sedan chair, attendants, guards, etc. had all been arranged.

The coffin did not move far when it saw many sacrificial sheds along the way in the city, just as Mrs. Xu had said.

In the front are several royal palaces.

Although the prince did not order anyone to build it, he was wearing plain clothes and waiting on the roadside with Prince Jin, which was considered to be a respect for Marquis Dingbei.

In fact, Xu was just the wife of a small garrison commander, but this small garrison commander was deeply loved by the emperor, held military power, and was now in charge of the inspection of officials throughout the country. She was the only younger brother of Marquis Dingbei.

Everyone came here today not to give face to the Xu family, nor to give face to Mr. Gu Liu, but to give face to Mr. Gu, the Marquis of Dingbei.

The funeral procession of Marquis Dingbei was grand and majestic, with many officials standing on both sides, and no one was allowed to move.

When Gu Jinghui got the news, he hurried over with Gu Jingjun, Gu Jingcheng and the others to greet the princes, performed great greetings, and exchanged greetings. Then he stopped the drums and music and invited the princes to go first.

After being rejected, he went back and continued walking with the coffin.

The prince sat in the sedan chair and stared at the female group through the gap. After everyone had passed, he said softly, "It is true that women should be pretty in mourning. But the shoes are narrow, and I am afraid they will be very tired if they walk like this."