Bone Painting Coroner

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The prince’s funeral was very beautiful. Although Jing Hua was abolished during his lifetime, all the ceremonies of the funeral were handled in accordance with the prince’s specifications.

Even Kong Yu's funeral is in accordance with the specifications of the crown prince!

The tombs of the two are the same.

This was specifically explained by Emperor Qi Zhen. He could not share the same room during his lifetime, but he shared the same point after death.

And just after the funeral is over--

Jing Rong left the mausoleum and when he came out, someone handed him a brocade box wrapped in cloth and a scroll.

The man arrived: "Your lord, it's all done."

"Ok."

Holding the box and painting in his hand, he got into the carriage, but instead of returning to the Rongwang Mansion immediately, he went to the direction of Confucius Mansion.

Kong Fuzhong!

Mrs. Kong sealed the Buddhist temple in the palace, all the incense candles were collected, and the Buddha inside was moved to the temple to be worshipped.

The whole house is no longer filled with incense sticks as before.

No pungent smell, but a light fragrance!

When Jing Rong arrived, Mrs. Kong happened to be packing up and planned to leave Beijing today.

Juan'er was there to help, and he was in a hurry.

Just after Ji Yunshu came last time, Mrs. Kong took Juan'er out of the palace.

Seeing Jingrong, Mrs. Kong put her hands down and hurried forward to bow.

"See King Rong."

"Ms. Kong doesn't have to be polite." He raised his hand and held it up.

"How could the prince come here?"

It stands to reason that at this time, Jing Rong should still be in the mausoleum, or went into the palace, how come here?

Jing Rong looked at Juan'er intentionally.

Juan'er was fun when he arrived, and when he lost his job, he hurried out.

Only Jing Rong and Mrs. Kong were left in the room.

Jing Rong said, "Mrs. Kong, this king is here to send you something today."

thing?

Are wondering-

Jing Rong took out the painting he had brought and gave it to Mrs. Kong while explaining: "There is a painting here, please take a look."

Mrs. Kong took it cautiously and opened the painting.

In the painting, the woman is standing under the peach blossom tree, holding an embroidered hand, gently folding a peach flower, and smelling it at the tip of her nose, a light blue long skirt, light in the wind, peach blossom petals fall on the skirt, like scattered It looks like the open paint.

Hazy!

The beautiful face was pink and rosy with peach blossoms, the almond eyes were slightly curved, like a spring, with small lips squeezed together, with a light red light spot, faintly attractive.

Pretty!

very beautiful!

"This is Yu'er!"

Mrs. Kong's voice trembled.

Shaking hands at both ends of the picture scroll also shivered, a little unbelievable.

Jing Rong said: "This portrait was painted by Mr. Ji. You keep it as a memorial."

"Yuer..." Mrs. Kong's eyes were red, and her fingers touched the portrait. It took a long time to slow down, she sniffed her nose, and rolled the portrait carefully.

Looking up at Jing Rong: "I'm still bothered by the prince to replace me. Thank you, Mr. Ji. I will never forget this kindness in this life."

"Yep."

"My most sorry person is Yu'er. When the emperor enshrined her as a princess, I should strongly oppose it, and there would be no results today."

"Ms. Kong does not have to blame herself, and this king is also wrong. If she was given the answer early, she would not wait so long."

There was guilt in the tone.

Mrs. Kong said: "I think Yu'er never regretted waiting for the prince."

Determined!

Jing Rong lowered his eyebrows and sighed deeply. The topic did not continue.

Then he handed the box to Mrs. Kong again: "This king decided to burn the body of Kong Yu without permission. Inside, it is her ashes. You should take her out of the capital, the palace or the mausoleum. Fortunately, neither is what she wants."

"This……"

Mrs. Kong was shocked. After putting the portrait down, she held the box, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Slowly lift the cloth on the box, gently touching the tiny lines on it, as if holding her daughter's face, her kind face was a little bit painful.

Chao Jingrong, who was worried, asked: "The lord burned Yu'er's body, the one in the mausoleum..."

"Only the prince, and the other coffin is empty. You can rest assured that this prince’s funeral will be taken over by the king. No one will find it, and it will be buried. No one will open the coffin again. You can bring it. The ashes of Kong Yu were buried in the Kong family clan, or scattered in the Taolin with the wind."

Jing Rong's tone is very light.

He knew that Kong Yu liked peach blossoms.

And his peach blossom source, indeed, was planted for Kong Yu, but he has never said it.

Mrs. Kong holding the Jin box, nodded, unable to support her body, and sat down aside.

Because Jing Rong had to go to the palace again, he left without much stay.

When Juaner saw the house he had entered, she saw her wife crying holding the portrait and a box.

"Madam, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Mrs. Kong raised her sleeves and wiped her tears.

Juan'er also had red eyes, his little nose sucked, looked at the picture and the box, and asked cautiously, "Ma'am, these two objects, are they related to the lady?"

Mrs. Kong nodded and patted Juaner's hand gently.

"In the future, we will never come to the capital and go to Qingshanju together. There is a Taolin, and we will take Yu'er together."

"Yep!"

Juan'er focused on her head.

...

After Jing Rong left, he hurried into the palace. When he arrived at the city gate, he had heard the voice of Jing Zhaoyin outside before he got out of the carriage.

"The funeral of the great prince was urgent in the past two days, and another troublesome thing happened."

Sighed and complained!

The adult next to him asked, "Master Yi (Jing Zhaoyin), why is it more annoying than the funeral of the eldest prince?"

"In the past few days, a woman from Yufu County ran over and over again to file an appeal. There was no evidence and no witnesses, and the matter had been there for several years. Now I come to Beijing to reverse the case. This is a procedural matter. It’s not easy to handle, and the case was closed a few years ago. Now that the appeal is overturned, you’re not embarrassed."

"Isn't this Dali Temple?"

Not to mention, this mention, Jing Zhaoyin is like playing chicken blood, a little irritated.

He said angrily: "The Ministry of Penalty raised the official position of the prison department. It was removed by the emperor a few years ago. According to the truth, the local case should indeed be taken over by Dali Temple, but this case is tricky. That woman does not go through the procedure. If you come directly to Beijing to appeal, Dali Temple will not accept it. You can only come to Jingzhao Mansion. Are you miserable? If the position of the prosecutor is not removed, the procedure will be eliminated in one sentence. I am."

moan and groan!

These words were all heard by Jing Rong who hadn't got off the carriage.