Chapter 197

That day, Guo Lin received Emperor Emperor Jia Zhao's oral decree and went to the Prince of Ning's Mansion to relay the Emperor's original words to the Prince of Ning.

The Prince of Ning was a sharp-minded person, so he naturally understood his father's intentions, which was nothing more than pointing out to Jia Mu how to respect the sovereign and behave.

He immediately asked the attendant to prepare sacrificial gifts and send them to the Jia family ancestral hall on the day of the spring sacrifice.

Yang Yang Hongbin of the Court of Judicial Review was recommended by the Prince of Ning and had a friendship of working together with Jia Cong in Jinling. The two were already on good terms, so hearing the message, he naturally offered a sacrificial gift.

Guo Lin was good at catering to the Emperor's will, fearing that this matter would not be exhausted.

That day in the Ganyang Palace, he saw clearly that Jia Cong was highly appreciated by the Minister of War, Gu Guo Yankui, and the Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing, Shi Ding, because he proposed a strategy for building camps with firearms.

And these two were the Emperor's close ministers, so he sent messages to their mansions through various detours.

It was originally just an act of fanning the flames, but it was turned into a situation of burning the company camp.

Gu Guo Yankui appreciated Jia Cong, this young talent, and although he couldn't get him to come to the Ministry of War to observe politics as he wished, he still needed to rely on Jia Cong's ability for the firearm strategy of the Ministry of War in the future.

Others were fine, but the Prince of Ning was an imperial prince, and his status was so precious. Even if he had worked with Cong'er, he wouldn't have offered sacrificial gifts to the deceased mother of a seventh-rank scattered official so openly.

Liu Jing'an heard that the rumors about Jia Cong's biological mother being difficult to enter the ancestral hall were getting louder, but he just smiled slightly and did not express his position or stop his wife.

Liu Liu Jizu of the Sacrificial Office of the Ministry of Rites heard the street rumors and immediately verified them, worrying that the imperial title granted by the Ministry of Rites could not enter the ancestral hall, and the Ministry of Rites would be suspected of not being thorough in proclaiming the decree. If he were attacked by the Emperor...

It was just that this eunuch dog Guo Lin also sent him a message. If he remained indifferent, he didn't know what the Emperor would think...

And the Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing, Shi Ding, was completely caught in the crossfire. Although he also felt that his aunt's approach was improper, Jia Mu was his aunt after all, so how could he tear down her stage?

As for Liu Qiong, the second grandson of Liu Jing'an, coming to send sacrificial gifts, it was because Lady Cui also heard the street rumors. She had always been very fond of Jia Cong.

Ningguo Mansion, ancestral hall main hall.

After asking the Minister of Rites, Guo Guo Youchang, he specially bestowed spring sacrifice grace silver on Lady Du on the day of the spring sacrifice to show the inside and outside, wash away suspicion, and that the imperial-titled lady not entering the ancestral hall was only the Jia family's fault.

This weird scene in front of him also made him feel surprised in his heart. Jia Zheng and Jia Zhen told him the reason.

Jia Jing had the highest status among the direct descendants of the Ning and Rong mansions and was also the chief sacrificer for the spring sacrifice.

Since this was the Emperor's will, and the imperial-titled lady entering the ancestral hall was a national ritual, what scruples did he have? He waved his hand and asked his son to send sacrificial gifts as a peer.

In short, everyone was a refined person, and no one was not a clear person, but everyone had their own clear places.

And that old fellow Gu Guo Yankui did it without saying a word, which made him stand out even more. The Marquis of Marquis Zhongjing, Shi Ding, had no choice but to pinch his nose and follow suit.

He usually practiced in the Xuanzhen Temple outside the city, priding himself on being detached from the world. Except for the spring and autumn sacrifices every year, he never returned to the mansion, and even when his descendants celebrated his birthday, he only let the younger generation kneel before an empty seat.

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As for the Ministry of Rites suddenly coming to the door to bestow spring sacrifice grace silver, it was the credit of Jia Cong asking people to spread the news in the streets.

No matter how outstanding he was, he was only a teenager after all, and he couldn't have such a big face.

Filled with righteous indignation, the Old Lady asked her grandson to send sacrificial gifts to the Jia family on the day of the spring sacrifice to stand up for her disciple and vent her anger.

Jia Jing thought for a moment before saying, "I have also heard that Cong'er of the West Mansion has been very capable in the past few years, but the people who offered sacrificial gifts to his biological mother today are not ordinary figures.

This is going to cause suspicion and criticism. As an imperial prince, he would be more cautious than ordinary people in these places, but he did so.

As an imperial prince, he must be in sync with the Emperor. There is only one reason why the Prince of Ning would do this: the Emperor's will!

Cong'er's biological mother is an imperial-titled lady granted by the Emperor, but she cannot enter the Jia family ancestral hall and cannot enjoy the incense of the spring sacrifice. The Old Lady is confused; this is an act of disobedience, rejecting the Emperor's face."

Although Jia Jing was addicted to burning mercury and taking pills, dreaming of longevity, he was a third-rank Rank Jinshi after all, and his vision and knowledge were still a bit sharp.

"Zheng brother, Lady Du is the imperial-titled lady of your Lady Rongguo Mansion. You should welcome her back to the ancestral hall as soon as possible to avoid the situation getting out of control. If you really anger the Emperor, then disaster is imminent!"

Although Jia Zheng didn't think much of Jia Jing becoming a Daoist, he was the only Rank Jinshi in the Jia family in seventy years, and his knowledge and insight still convinced him.

After seeing the figures who sent sacrificial gifts and hearing Jia Jing's words, he was already in a cold sweat.

As for Jia She on the side, although he had always been disgusted with Jia Cong and his mother, he didn't dare to say a word against Lady Du entering the ancestral hall at this moment.

The direct descendants of the two mansions in the main hall, who would still care about Jia Mu's face now? The filial piety and rituals to the ancestors were all pushed aside, and they only wanted to eliminate this disaster as soon as possible.

Jia Zheng hurriedly instructed Jia Lady Lian, "Lady Lian'er, you take the carriage and horses and go to the Muni Nunnery immediately to welcome Cong'er's biological mother's spirit tablet into the ancestral hall. You must be fast!"

Jia Zhen also asked Jia Rong to go together to welcome the spirit. The eldest legitimate sons of the 'Yu' and 'Cao' generations of the two mansions went together to welcome the spirit tablet of a deceased mother of the 'Yu' generation, which could be considered a solemn and respectful specification.

It was just to show the figures who sent sacrificial gifts outside, and most importantly, to show the Emperor, so there must be an attitude of bowing down and admitting mistakes.

Jia Mu in the inner hall heard Jia Zheng and others wanting to welcome Lady Du's spirit tablet back, but she didn't dare to say a word of opposition, feeling ashamed and angry, her whole body trembling.

If this continues, on the day of the spring sacrifice, a new spirit tablet will be added to the spirit hall.

Lady Wang, You Shi, and others saw this and were very worried in their hearts, hurriedly asking Sister Yuanyang to help the Old Lady down to rest.

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West of the Divine Capital, Muni Nunnery.

Incense smoke was curling, prayer flags were fluttering, and before Lady Du's imperial spirit tablet, Jia Cong and Lin Daiyu knelt on the prayer mats, and the Buddha hall was quiet and peaceful.

One had a mysterious origin, unknown source; the other had a life like a floating duckweed, full of loneliness.

In the backyard of Muni, there was a faint chanting sound, silent, breeding perfection in the world.

At this time, a burst of carriage and horse noise suddenly came from outside the mountain gate, and Wu'er ran in hurriedly.

"Cong Sanye, Second Master Lady Lian from the mansion has brought many people to the outside of the mountain gate, saying he is here to take Cong Sanye back and welcome the Mistress's spirit tablet into the ancestral hall."

Jia Cong was shocked in his heart. Although he didn't know the specific situation, it was mostly the effect of what he had done earlier.

Lin Daiyu was happy when she heard this, and then thought of something, her face changed.

Lin Daiyu would think of it, and Jia Cong would naturally think of it: "Younger sister, go to the back hall to avoid it first; you can't let Second Brother Lady Lian see you here."

If Jia Lady Lian knew that Lin Daiyu had come to the Muni Nunnery without permission, and the news spread back to the Jia Mansion, it would cause another twist.

He also asked Wu'er to accompany Lin Daiyu to the back hall, and after they left, he asked Wu'er to send Lin Daiyu back to the mansion.

Jia Cong knew that Wu'er had grown up in the mansion, was familiar with the doors, and was careful and cautious. At this time, most of the people in the mansion had gone to the ancestral hall, so letting Wu'er accompany Lin Daiyu back to the mansion would mostly cover it up.

Outside the mountain gate of the Muni Nunnery, Jia Lady Lian had a complex expression, watching Jia Cong's solemn expression as he held Lady Du's spirit tablet and got into the carriage, and he couldn't help but feel frustrated in his heart.

The Old Lady had caused so many things at her age, making everyone lose face every time. He was this kid's eldest brother after all, and now he was running errands for him every three days, which was really unlucky.

Initially dragging it out and not letting people enter the ancestral hall, now he had to welcome them back one by one. I'm afraid there was still an awkwardness waiting, and this year was not going to be peaceful.

(End of chapter)