novelhk Chapter 169: Coffin Pressure
Chapter 169: Coffin Pressure
The little boy Feng Suo had obviously been trapped in bed for two days and was extremely bored: "Why did Brother Jiu come here just now? Did he go to see the 800-year-old golden nanmu coffin first?"
"How do you know that?" Zhou Chang pulled Feng Suo back to the bed and asked him to cover himself with the quilt.
Feng Suo tilted his head and said seriously: "This matter has been spread in the palace a few days ago. Everyone is waiting to see the sacred tree."
"Sacred tree?" Zhou Chang thought of the calculations of the Tianjiansi again.
"A thousand-year-old golden nanmu tree will not decay for ten thousand years. Isn't this a sacred tree?" Feng Suo shook his head, and said with a mature look. "Brother Jiu, take me to see it."
"Why are you, a kid, looking at coffins? Don't go." Zhou Chang gave Feng Suo a light slap on the head.
"Ninth Brother said so only after he saw it," Feng Shuo was really disappointed and depressed, "How is it? Is it really like they said, more dazzling than gold?"
"Hmm..." Zhou Chang really disagreed, "It is indeed more valuable than gold, and even more beautiful than gold, like a candy man made of sugar."
"What is a sugar man?" Feng Suo had never left the palace and had never seen the most common snacks on the street.
"Sugar man, wait, Brother Jiu will buy it for you when he has the chance, and you will know then." Zhou Chang felt sympathy for the child from the bottom of his heart.
"It would be best if Brother Nine could come to the palace more often to play with me. No gifts are needed," Feng Suo pouted and shook his head. "Brother Nine should keep the money for himself, so that he doesn't have to take things every time he comes to the palace. Even if the emperor doesn't say it openly, he will definitely not like it."
"Who said that?" Zhou Chang asked a stupid question, but he didn't expect that even a kid like Feng Suo had heard it. He had to argue, "How can you say that I took it? It's the emperor's things, and we, as his sons, are just borrowing them for use. If the emperor objects, you can send someone to my house to take it back."
"Hmm..." Feng Suo thought about it very seriously, and then he chuckled for a while, "Brother Jiu is right."
Zhou Chang took the opportunity to change the subject and stroked Feng Suo's forehead: "I see that you look very well, you don't look sick, are you claiming to be sick and don't want to go to school?"
"No, I had a fever two days ago, but I'm not hot today." Feng Suo said seriously.
Zhou Chang touched her and confirmed that she was indeed no longer feverish: "Although you are no longer feverish now, I cannot take you out to play, let alone to see the coffin."
"It's not urgent," Feng Shuo said, "My mother said that later, my father will ask the monks of Dafu Temple to bless the coffin for 49 days. It's never too late to go."
"Blessing for 49 days?" Zhou Chang was surprised. He hadn't heard anyone talking about it along the way. Where did this news come from?
As he was speaking, Concubine Qin returned with her maids outside the palace.
The palace maids brought various homemade cakes from Yunqin Palace and placed them in front of them.
Not only that, Concubine Qin also prepared two large food boxes and handed them to Shou Hou: "Your Highness Prince Yi, nothing else, these cakes are what Shuo Er likes to eat every day, and they are always on hand. It just so happens that you are here today, so I will take them back and have a taste."
Zhou Chang had just given the snacks from the imperial kitchen to Yun Qin Gong, so he was not polite at this moment. After all, everyone in the palace might have a larger family and wealth than Prince Yi, so they could afford these two pastries. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Queen Qin Fei."
Concubine Qin Sun was in her early forties, but looked like she was less than thirty. She was extremely beautiful and gorgeous.
When Zhou Chang is in front of her, he will never feel like a junior.
Concubine Qin Sun nodded, then sat down beside Feng Suo's bed and asked Zhou Chang to sit opposite her.
He then waved his hand to send the palace maids and eunuchs behind him to the outer room, and said softly: "I heard that this time His Royal Highness Prince Duan found two golden nanmu coffins that were more than 800 years old. The emperor was very pleased and wanted to move the coffin for the late queen and bury her again."
"The late queen's coffin is being moved?" Zhou Chang was unable to comprehend what this meant.
A trace of sadness flashed across Concubine Qin Sun's eyes, and then a faint smile appeared on her cheeks: "I heard that when the late queen was buried, she didn't get a good coffin. Now that His Royal Highness Prince Duan has found one, of course we have to use it."
I'm afraid that when Prince Duan got the second coffin, he didn't prepare it for the late queen?
Thinking of this, my depressed mood suddenly became much better.
This could not be said openly, Zhou Chang could only guess in his heart.
Concubine Qin Sun always had first-hand sources of information, and was not afraid to gossip about some nonsense in the harem: "This time, your majesty did not invite the first national temple, Anle Temple, but invited the second-ranked Dafu Temple. I'm afraid it's because of the previous disappearance of the golden Buddha statue. This time, not only the princes and ministers of your previous dynasty will participate in the blessing, but also the harem will have a part."
"What do you mean by having a share?" Zhou Chang felt that she was really out of touch with the news and felt ashamed of it.
Concubine Qin Sun's eyes showed no joy, but she forced a smile: "Didn't you just say that you want to bless the coffin? Your Majesty's coffin can only be used after the dragon passes away, but there is also a 'pressing the coffin' ceremony..."
"Pressure on the coffin?" Zhou Chang was completely ignorant today.
Concubine Qin Sun was obviously here to talk about this, and she didn't mind it. "To press the coffin, we spread all these gold, silver and jewels on the bottom of the coffin, and then ask a magician to bless it. After 49 days, we will temporarily seal the coffin. When your majesty passes away, the coffin will be opened and the treasures will be placed directly on top."
"Hiss..." Zhou Chang suddenly saw a coffin full of gold, silver and jewelry, and couldn't help but ask, "How much is that?"
Concubine Qin Sun hid her face with her sleeves and couldn't help laughing: "What does it matter how many there are? Just carry them out from your Majesty's treasure house. Are you worried that they won't be filled up? Those are nothing. Your Majesty has already issued an order that everything in the treasure house must be carried into the imperial mausoleum after his death."
Zhou Chang was silent, thinking it was a pity.
As a result, she never has the chance to "sell goods".
"Compared to these treasures, your majesty actually has a deeper love for the late queen," Qin Fei Sun finally sighed inaudibly, "The late queen's coffin should also be blessed like your majesty's, forty-nine days before it is moved. And to show respect for the late queen, we concubines should also offer the best jewelry to honor the late queen."
"This, this, this..." For Zhou Chang, this news was more important than the emperor's.
What is “pressing the coffin”? Those are all orders from customers from other planes.
If this is brought into the coffin, the emperor's coffin can still be reopened, but the queen's coffin will be directly buried as long as it is nailed shut.
Zhou Chang's heart suddenly broke.
No, I have to think of a way. Instead of taking it to the grave, she might as well "live broadcast and sell goods". "The collapse is happening in my heart every moment, and then I rebuild. The only difference is whether you choose new bricks and tiles for the reconstruction or pick them up from the original ruins."