Compared with the grand funeral of the Empress Dowager, the funeral of Concubine Liang was much simpler. Lu Zhishan was the eldest grandson of the Empress Dowager. At this time, he naturally had to observe filial piety for the Empress Dowager and never leave Shoukang Palace. Mu Nanzhi, as Princess Ning, Naturally, I had to observe filial piety for the Queen Mother, so I could only spare time to visit Gyeongbokgung Palace.
Autumn is a desolate day, and Gyeongbokgung Palace is even more deserted. There are only about a dozen eunuchs and maids keeping watch for Concubine Liang. Seeing Mu Nanzhi come in, everyone was so busy that they knelt down and kowtowed. Mu Nanzhi asked them to get up. , and asked Jixiang to give each of them twelve taels of gold. The dozen or so people in the palace were all grateful and knelt down to kowtow to Mu Nanzhi to express gratitude.
Mu Nanzhi knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to Concubine Liang, burned the paper money, and burned incense. She looked at the huge coffin and bent down tiredly. She knelt on her feet and looked at the memorial tablet for a long time. sigh.
She and Concubine Liang were not close. They could count the days they had spent together since they were little. Moreover, Concubine Liang had always been serious and unsmiling. She had to be careful every time she came over. However, in the past two years, because of With Lu Zhishan around, she relaxed a lot in front of Concubine Liang, but she still respected Concubine Liang. In her heart, she even felt that the Queen Mother was more affectionate than Concubine Liang, but after all, she had Concubine Liang's blood flowing in her body. , this kind of natural blood relationship still made her extremely uncomfortable.
"Where's Aunt Biyun?" Mu Nanzhi asked when Biyun disappeared.
"Replying to the princess, Aunt Biyun doesn't want to leave the concubine and has already committed suicide to follow the concubine." The little palace maid replied respectfully.
"Take me to put some incense on Aunt Biyun." Mu Nanzhi was stunned for a long time before speaking again.
"Yes, please come here, Princess." The little palace maid felt a little surprised. How could the majestic Princess Yipinning condescend to offer incense to a mere slave? However, she did not dare to ask at the moment. She was so busy that she took Mu Nanzhi to the side hall. Bi Yun's coffin and memorial tablet are there.
Mu Nanzhi looked at Biyun's thin and low pine coffin, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She suddenly thought of her Aunt Xiang. When Bixiang died, she also had such a thin and low coffin. At that time, she was just an ignored Beidi proton. Although she was angry, she did not dare to question her. She could only watch the palace attendants pull the thin coffin out of the palace. To this day, she does not even know where Bixiang is buried. .
Mu Nanzhi walked to the coffin, bowed deeply three times to the coffin, and then lit incense.
"Change a coffin for Aunt Biyun," Mu Nanzhi asked for the chief eunuch of Gyeongbokgung Palace, "I want an elm coffin."
The leading eunuch looked embarrassed: "But Princess, according to the rules of the palace, Aunt Biyun can only use a pine coffin."
"Mother Biyun has served the concubine all her life, and now she has left with the concubine. Even though she has a humble status, she is a rare and loyal servant. If you are asked about it in the future, just say it was my intention," Mu Nanzhi said again He said, taking fifty taels of gold from Jixiang's hand and handing it to the chief eunuch, "The coffin needs to be spacious."
It needs to be more spacious so that the ghost of Grandma Xiang can live in it.
"Yes, I obey." The leader eunuch accepted the gold and bowed to accept the order.
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October 22, the twenty-sixth year of Jiasheng
Concubine Liang was buried in the imperial concubine mausoleum.
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December 12, the 26th year of Jiasheng
Empress Zhuang Shengxian was buried in the imperial mausoleum with the late emperor.
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Jiasheng’s 26th New Year’s Eve