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Weng Xiaoxiao knelt down to express her gratitude. After all, it was done for others to see, so she had to be polite.

After a few words of idle chat, Yang Lin asked Weng Xiaoxiao to leave, because too much attention would not be good for Weng Xiaoxiao.

Yang Lin had the most experience in this regard. She really didn't want the favor, but since it was given, she had no choice but to accept it. However, if she accepted it, she had to guard against the jealousy of other concubines. It was endless and really annoying.

After meeting everyone and drinking a cup of tea, the eunuch in charge ordered lunch.

Accompanied by the elders of the Yang family, Weng Xiaoxiao quietly returned to Zheng Rong's courtyard to have dinner. She had been arranged to live here since she entered the mansion.

After dinner, Yang Lin talked to her mother for a while, mainly talking to Xie about the recent situation at home. Yang Lin's situation was the situation of the royal family, which could not be asked or discussed.

Just as it was 2pm, the eunuch in charge came to report to Yang Lin that the time had come and it was time to return to the palace.

Follow the rules and leave no matter how reluctant you are.

Accompanied by everyone, Yang Lin went to the spirit house to light a stick of incense, then hardened his heart and left the Yang Mansion.

Sitting in the sedan chair and looking at the shops and bustling people on both sides of the street, Yang Lin felt extremely lonely. Once she returned to the cold palace, would she be able to get out again in this life?

It was impossible, she knew it was hopeless.

If I had just left with Liang Bin, even if I had married Zhao Yanchen, my life would have been completely different.

But there is no turning back in life.

For the sake of her mother, her brothers and the Yang family, she could only become a more and more obedient puppet in the palace.

After returning to the bedroom to change clothes, Yang Lin came before the emperor to thank him again. After all, it was a great blessing for her to be able to accompany her grandfather and father.

The emperor looked at Yang Lin who was kneeling below and gently asked her to stand up.

He went to the lakeside for a spring outing that year not too late, and had seen Yang Lin's flamboyant smile, so he was willing to take her as his concubine at the same time.

But after marrying her, he found that Yang Lin was no longer the same as she was that day. She was no different from other ladies. She spoke carefully and was submissive even in bed.

He doesn't like such women.

But she happened to be a member of the Yang family, so she was favored even if she was not loved.

"If there is anything wrong with the funeral, please feel free to tell me."

Yang Lin bowed, "The Ministry of Rites has taken care of everything. The Yang family alone cannot do it so well. Even now, I still think it is too expensive. Seven days of keeping the body will be enough."

Seeing Yang Lin's sincere attitude, the emperor felt more relieved. "The old general has made great contributions to the country and deserves this honor. What's more, my beloved concubine has been filial to my mother. For your sake, I should also do my best."

"The Queen Mother is magnanimous and doesn't mind my stupidity."

From the moment Yang Lin entered the palace, her mother taught her that in the palace, saving one's life is the first priority.

The emperor is a sovereign, a son of heaven, and must not be treated as a husband, let alone told the truth. In the eyes of the royal family, concubines are just servants with a certain status, and there is no need to take themselves too seriously.

She didn’t understand at first, but after going through some things, Yang Lin realized that her mother’s words were the truth.

"Who is your cousin's fiancée?"

Yang Lin had been prepared for this, and had already come up with an excuse with her aunt when they were gossiping.

"Your Majesty, the Weng family now only has two siblings, and they settled in Yangzhou. By chance, her brother met my cousin, and the two hit it off right away, and that's how this marriage came about."

The emperor was pleased to see a general with a large army marrying a woman with no background, but there was something strange about it.

"This girl from the Weng family must be extremely beautiful, otherwise, given your brother's status and position, he wouldn't have been so condescending."

Yang Lin smiled patiently, "It's hard to say about marriage, everyone has their own taste."

The emperor looked thoughtful and said to Yang Lin, "Okay, let's go back. I'll have dinner with you tonight."

Yang Lin clenched his fists to keep his expression calm, bowed and took his leave, but when he came out, he could no longer hold it together and his face became extremely ugly.

How could you treat her like this when your grandfather and father haven't even been buried yet?!

Yang Lin wrapped herself in her cloak, and felt that her entire body was extremely cold, without a trace of heat.

Before dinner time, Yang Lin developed a high fever. Everyone in the palace became busy, and he has been ill since then.

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After hearing what Weng Xiaoxiao had said, Yang Shuo dismissed the monks and Taoist priests invited by the Ministry of Rites, saying that his grandfather disliked such things. The standards for entertaining guests were still the same as those of a marquis, without any extravagance or waste.

What his cousin could see, he knew clearly as well as a mirror.

If the flowers are in full bloom, then he can only think of a way to change them into inconspicuous plain brocade. If the fire is raging, then he can only take out some firewood to reduce the fire.

He couldn't reverse the general trend, but the Yang family had to be clear about their attitude. They should be grateful but not show off, and definitely not give people the impression of being arrogant or domineering.

Therefore, there were constant small mistakes in the funeral of the Duke of Weiguo's Mansion, either missing this or that. Yang Shuo did not care about these discussions at all. He would rather let the guests find fault and reveal more small handles than let the guests be impeccable and arouse fear.

The twenty-one days of mourning are the most difficult for filial sons.

Fortunately, the days finally passed one by one.

The funeral procession was like a long dragon, leaving the Yang Mansion and winding through the bustling streets.

Leading the way were the Yang brothers, all dressed in mourning, holding mourning sticks, with sad and haggard faces.

Following closely behind was a huge coffin carried by eight people, followed by the women of the Yang family and close friends and relatives. The women were either riding in cars or sedan chairs, and together with all kinds of people working, it was a huge procession that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Nan'an County Prince's Mansion is offering sacrifices to the Duke of Weiguo."

When they come across a sacrificial shed on the road, filial sons and daughters would go over and kowtow to express their gratitude. If they meet a person of status who comes out in person to offer sacrifices on the road, they would thank him/her even more.

"Duke Chen's Mansion is paying tribute to Duke Wei."

"The Princess's Mansion is paying tribute to the Duke of Wei."

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There is a sacrificial shed every few steps, and the style of this funeral is unparalleled at the time.

"Who is the deceased? Which prince?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he is the old general of the Yang family."

"Oh, oh, Yang family, if I had known earlier, I would have prepared some paper money as well."

"The Yang family? Which family is the Yang family? I've only seen such a scale during the state funeral of the emperor a few years ago."

"Don't talk nonsense, who can compare to a state funeral?"

"You don't even know the Yang family? Mobei has always been guarded by the Yang family army. When Prince Tuo rebelled, the old general died on the battlefield. He was a great hero! They died together in battle."

"Then let's pray too, and ask the old general for protection, and hope the rebels don't attack us."

"We should worship you. When war breaks out, we the common people will suffer!"

The streets were filled with people watching. This rare funeral procession attracted the most attention. People in groups of three or two would talk about it from time to time, and it became a hot topic in the streets and alleys for a long time.