kingnovel Chapter 434: Carrying the Coffin
Chapter 434: Carrying the Coffin
When he said this, Hu Yan looked at him disapprovingly.
"Your Majesty is so powerful that even if people in the world want to say something, they can only talk about it behind your back..."
"But the old man has taught and educated people for decades, and he can't be cursed after his death."
People have always been bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
They certainly didn't dare to offend the prince of the state, but they still dared to curse at a teacher.
Jiang Jichen frowned and thought, but did not make any arrangements on his own. Instead, he asked him, "So what do you think about this matter?"
Hu Yan: "The coffin is still carried out from the main gate..."
"But the coffin is not sealed."
He stroked the rim of the teacup with his fingertips, and there was a look of regret between his brows when he mentioned the old master again.
"The old master has devoted half his life to the many students in the north. Why not let him take one last look..."
"Let them escort him back to the school."
"This way, we won't let the Zhenguo Palace be criticized in the court, nor will it discourage the many students outside the palace!"
"Butler Sun, bring more people to the school. The old master's funeral will be handled by the palace and the government office."
"The government soldiers rode as fast as they could, and all the mourning places were set up along the roads in the three states of the north to provide convenience for the students traveling back and forth..."
Butler Sun looked at his master who was sitting in the main seat.
Jiang Jichen nodded slowly, "Just do as the military advisor says."
"Yes!"
As the incident happened suddenly, nothing could be prepared in advance.
The Master's coffin was one that Butler Sun personally selected at a coffin shop in the city. It was certainly not as good as the carefully prepared ones, but it was the best one available in the city.
When the wealthy businessmen in the city heard about this, they took the initiative to take out the coffins they had prepared.
That was what he prepared for himself after a hundred years. It was made of the finest hundred-year-old nanmu wood...
If the cemetery he had chosen long ago wasn't right next to his ancestral tomb, he would have wanted to take it out as well!
Butler Sun bowed deeply to the wealthy businessman and said solemnly, "Thank you."
"I don't dare!"
The rich businessman was startled, dodged sideways and waved his hands repeatedly.
His eyes were red, and he glanced at his son who was supporting him. "I dare not deceive Steward Sun. I am doing this to repay your kindness..."
The rich businessman looked embarrassed and touched the soft silk material on his body.
He can be said to have started from scratch and only became rich in recent years.
Twenty years ago, he was just a street vendor selling candied haws, and couldn’t even afford his son’s tuition…
That year, he stood in front of the school with his son. Although the child was young, he was sensible. He knew that the family had no extra money, even the money for his mother's medicine, so he refused to go in no matter what.
The teacher happened to meet him and told him that his son could go to school without paying tuition, and even the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone would be provided by the teacher.
"Even..."
The rich businessman had tears in his eyes and his hands were shaking with emotion. "Even my wife's doctor was called by you!"
If it weren't for his help back then, he wouldn't have been a wealthy businessman. His family would have been ruined by now!
"I will die tomorrow, and I will give this coffin to you, Master!"
His words were firm and powerful.
This is just one family, but there are more than one in the North...
Since the news of the teacher's passing spread in the morning, the school received a steady stream of gifts for setting up the mourning hall.
From mourning cloth, white candles to paper money and gold ingots, even the white banners were made by the women while they cried.
Butler Sun brought his men back to the palace the same way they had gone there.
He asked someone to wait in the front yard, wiped the tears from his eyes, and went into the study to report.
Jiang Jichen, who was sitting at the main seat, remained silent for a long time...
"In that case, let the people handle it. You can take a team of personal guards with you. There will be too many people and it will be noisy, so don't let anything else happen."
"Well…"
Butler Sun was about to leave, but then stopped.
It turned out that the little girl who had been sleeping in the prince's arms woke up.
Jiang An opened his swollen eyes, still a little dazed as if he had just woken up. He just sat there blankly without saying a word.
"An…?"
Jiang Jichen called softly, and even Hu Yan looked nervous.
"Yeah." The little girl responded, her voice hoarse from crying.
She raised her little face and looked at her father, "Master has no family, can An An go and look after him?"
There should be no one in front of his coffin.
"of course can."
The prince said softly, "Aan is the teacher's student. A teacher is like a father, so naturally you should be the one to keep vigil."
"It's not just you, everyone is..."
This little old guy likes quietness the most. Now that he has gone through this, it’s time to annoy him and make some some fun!
The little girl sniffed, but stopped crying.
She still remembered that she was the teacher's proudest student and could not embarrass him!
……
A coffin was quietly placed in the small courtyard where the Master lay.
The walls of the coffin were painted with images of blessings, and ropes were tied around it, and wooden sticks were used to hold the coffin in place.
From the palace to the school, the coffin bearers have been selected...
Huo Changming and Xie Yunshan were waiting outside the yard, along with two sturdy young men.
Originally, Li Xingsang and Qi Shanyuan were going to do this job, but these two young men were typical scholars who could not carry anything on their shoulders or lift anything with their hands. How could they have the strength to lift such a heavy coffin, so they replaced them with other people.
One of them was the son of the wealthy businessman who delivered the coffin.
It makes sense for them to carry the coffin, but Xie Yunshan appeared here...
Jiang An, dressed in white, appeared in the yard and walked towards him, "You..."
"Does Master Xie know?"
General Xie frowned as he listened to the little girl's hoarse voice, and asked, "Didn't your hospital prepare some throat-soothing soup for you?"
The little girl said solemnly, "I prepared it, but I didn't drink it."
Seeing that he wanted to say something else, Jiang An frowned and said, "Answer my question first!"
Carrying a coffin is no small matter. If it weren’t for the parents and relatives, no one would come to take on this bad luck…
Xie Yunshan raised his eyebrows, still so arrogant.
He said, "It's none of his business. It's unnecessary."
Besides…
He patted the little girl's head and half-jokingly told her the truth, "You are so young, I'm afraid you can't even reach the stick..."
"It's okay, I'll do it for you!"
I'll send him off for you!
Jiang An's voice choked and he blinked his eyes to get rid of the soreness, no longer looking at the plain silk around the young general's waist.
"Thanks…"
"Miss, everything is ready."
Zhengyan came over and said.
Jiang An nodded, indicating that he had heard it.
She walked to the coffin, not daring to blink for a moment.
Because the coffin could not touch the ground and was propped up high with wooden boards, she couldn’t even see what was inside…
The little girl gently placed her hands on the edge of the coffin, straightened her back, and ordered in a deep voice: "Open the door and take out the coffin!"
Send the Master out!
Huo Changming wiped away his tears and put the stick on his shoulders with Xie Yunshan...
There was a heavy sound, and the coffin slowly moved out of the yard.
The north was still covered in white just after the Lantern Festival. Suddenly, the sky was filled with scattered snowflakes, and the wind gently caressed the little girl's white clothes as it passed by.
There was not much sadness on her face, but rather the aura of a legitimate daughter of a royal family.
From the small courtyard to the front hall, and then to the gate...
The crowd outside was filled with people coming to escort them.
There were constant low sobbing sounds, but no one cried out loudly to disturb the deceased.
They looked at the coffin and the people carrying it.
It seems that this little girl who just turned ten is the backbone...
Jiang An stroked the coffin, taking every step with extreme determination.
She raised her head and a snowflake fell on her eyelashes.
The snow is falling harder.
Sir, look...
All the North is weeping for you, and they have come to see you.
I have not brought shame to you and I am still your proudest elementary school student!