After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 145 His Majesty Carries the Coffin
The gates of Yanjing were wide open, and the ground was covered with round and square-holed paper money, forming a white road to guide souls.

There was no trace of blood on Ji Yunzhang's thin face.

Since he woke up, he didn't speak to anyone, but just stared at General Ji's crescent-shaped sword all day long.

I could only watch his increasingly thin back, powerless to do anything.

At the city gate, members of the Ji family stood at the gate in mourning clothes.

Meng Xuanyi was also waiting at the city gate in casual clothes with the queen who was about to give birth.

When the thin and sickly-looking Ji Yunzhang appeared in everyone's sight holding Ji Zhenming's tablet.

Everyone present was moved.

Mrs. Zhong could no longer hold back her grief, she broke free from Mother Zhou's hand, and rushed towards the coffin crying.

"Ji Zhenming, get up!"

"Why did you abandon me? Why did you break your promise again!"

Ji Yunzhang looked at his mother who was crying while holding the coffin. His cracked lips slowly opened and he spoke hoarsely the first words he had spoken in so many days.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I lost Dad."

Zhuang Kexing burst into tears as he watched this scene. Ji Zhenming's passing was a great pain for the Ji family.

Isn't this also Da Qi's pain?

The court values ​​civil officials over military officials. Apart from a few sons of military generals, who else would send their children to the dusty and sandy border?

Without Ji Zhenming, who will guard this border in the future?

Rong Peilan stepped forward to support Zhong, "Mom, let's take father-in-law home first."

Mrs. Zhong leaned on her daughter-in-law's shoulder, crying so hard that she almost lost her voice, but in the end she could only nod.

Ji Yunzhang looked at Zhong and Rong Peilan. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, and finally said nothing.

The wet nurse followed Rong Peilan, holding two children in mourning clothes.

Qi'an and Sui'an don't know what death is yet.

Not knowing what separation of life and death meant, the two could only stare at everything around them with their big round eyes.

He turned around and slowly stepped onto the soul-guiding road paved with white paper.

Everyone in the Ji family knelt down immediately, and the faint sound of crying instantly infected everyone present.

All the men in the Ji family gathered together to carry the coffin.

When passing by Meng Xuanyi, he took two steps forward and placed his hands on the coffin.

Eunuch Gao's expression changed, "Your Majesty..."

His Majesty personally carried the coffin.

This has never happened in any dynasty!

From the city gate to the Ji family, an incense table for attracting spirits was placed at the door of every house.

Even small shops are set up.

Ji Yunzhang and his family would stop to express their gratitude every few steps.

Ji Yunzhang had never felt that this road was so far. It was even so far that his father could not walk this road in his entire life.

At the door of Kang's house, Kang Jintang had already been waiting beside the incense table.

Although Xie Shuning is his legal wife, she sometimes seems normal and sometimes seems crazy. In order not to disturb the prince's soul, the one standing next to him today is his concubine, his pregnant cousin Lin Songxue.

From afar, he saw Ji Yunzhang holding the tablet, and he couldn't help but feel disdain for Ji Yunzhang, a prince who inherited the title because of his father's military merits.

When Ji's family came up to him, his face had already changed into one of grief.

"Please accept my condolences, Prince, Lady, and Old Madam. The death of General Ji is not only a pain for the Ji family, but also a pain for me."

Rong Peilan supported Zhong and returned the greeting, "Thank you, Lord Kang, for your concern."

Kang Jintang bowed in return.

Until the Ji family left, he looked at their backs and couldn't help but say with confidence.

The Princess and Xie Shuning grew up in the same family, so why are they so different?

He still remembered that it seemed that it was Xie Shuning who proposed marriage to the Ji family, but he didn't know why it was Rong Peilan who married.

If Xie Shuning had married into the Ji family as promised, and her cousin had married into the Kang family.

I don’t know what the situation will be like.

The original plaque of Xinling Marquis Mansion on Ji Mansion has been replaced with Prince Mansion.

The funeral ceremony in the mansion was all arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs according to the regulations of the prince. The servants in the mansion knelt at the door to welcome him.

The Black Armor Army carried the coffin step by step into the mourning hall.

In fact, there was only a set of Ji Zhenming's armor in the coffin.

But they walked with unusual heaviness.

They were all selected by the general himself from the Northwest Camp, and they have followed the general the longest!

I have long regarded the general as my own father.

The coffin was placed in the mourning hall.

Hundreds of Black Armored Soldiers knelt neatly on both sides of the road outside the mourning hall.

Everyone who came to pay their respects was shocked by the scene when they came in.

After burning incense, Meng Xuanyi walked towards Ji Yunzhang who was standing beside him.

The night before he left at the beginning of the year, his face was full of determination and success.

Now he looks exhausted and lifeless.

Ji Yunzhang and his family knelt down and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Your Majesty personally carried the coffin, which was the greatest affirmation of Ji Zhenming's life at the border.

Meng Xuanyi bent down and helped him up.

He looked at Ji Yunzhang's thin face and knew that Ji Hou's death was the biggest blow to him.

"Yun Zhang, at the moment of life and death..."

Ji Yunzhang didn't even raise his head, "Your Majesty, I am incompetent."

The rest of Meng Xuanyi's words were stuck in his throat. Ji Yunzhang was the only adult male, and the two children behind him were still young children.

Two generations of the Ji family had sacrificed their lives on the frontier. How could he have the nerve to ask Ji Yunzhang to go to the battlefield?

In the end, he could only sigh and pat Ji Yunzhang on the shoulder.

Rong Peilan looked at His Majesty's departing back, and then she looked at Ji Yunzhang's back with his head down.

Reached out and pulled down his sleeve.

"Husband..."

Ji Yunzhang did not respond, nor did he turn around, but just pulled his sleeves back little by little.

Rong Peilan looked at her empty palms and her heart ached.

Since he woke up, he didn't look, didn't respond, and didn't care.

The Ji family’s enemy is Xi Jin and Mu Chun.

But Muchun is her father...

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of Zhao who stepped into the mourning hall.

She couldn't help laughing in her heart. The Rong family was indeed not clean.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at her niece beside her. The girl should be pretty and dressed in mourning.

Normally, Zhao Yanlin could barely be considered a pretty girl from a small family, but now, dressed in white, with only a white flower and a white jade hairpin in her hair, she unexpectedly had an otherworldly air.

As long as my niece can keep her position as my bedmate.

She could let the eldest son Ji Qian'an pass away quietly.

I guess no one would care about a child born to an unclean person.

She took the children from the first wife to burn incense, and then walked up to the few people with a sad face.

"Zhang'er, please accept my condolences..."

Ji Yunzhang didn't even raise his eyes and returned the greeting with his family.

"Thank you, auntie."

Zhao wanted to cry a few more times and try to show some intimacy, but she was interrupted after saying only four words.

Now she didn't know what to say.

The news that His Majesty personally carried the coffin today shocked the entire Yanjing.

Now there is a long queue outside the mourning hall, people coming to pay their respects.

So, the corners of Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, and she could only retreat with the younger generation of the first house.

(End of this chapter)