Yu Qingjia took the opportunity of wiping her body to check her neck. She was different from the maids. Even if the maids were ordered to cleanse Mr. Yu, they would not be reluctant in their hearts. Naturally, they couldn't be expected to be meticulous. However, Yu Qingjia was determined to look for it, and sure enough, she saw unusual marks on the side of Yu Laojun's neck.
On the inside of Yu Laojun's neck, in a very inconspicuous place, he could see the accumulation of blood, which looked like fingerprints. But this mark is very shallow, otherwise it would not have been noticed by the maid who changed clothes. Seeing this trace, Yu Qingjia remained calm, with a cold light in his eyes, thoughtful.
The bruises must have been pinched out by someone, and the shallowness of the marks shows that this person is not strong and his actions are disorderly, otherwise he would not have left traces in such a deadly place. All the signs seem to be pointing to one person.
Even though Yu Qingjia knew that Yu Qingya was not a good person, she was still shocked now. A stranger can't do anything to an old and weak baby, and Yu Qingya grew up in front of the old man, and she is very much loved by the old man. The old and weak great-grandmother in action?
Yu Qingjia lowered her eyes, and asked casually through the movements of her hands: "The old man has always been in good health. I didn't expect to leave without saying a word today. The old man also specifically mentioned osmanthus cakes before his death, and he must burn some later. Besides osmanthus cake, did Lao Jun mention anything else?"
The eldest servant girl had served Mr. Yu for many years, and now that Mr. Yu had gone suddenly, she was also worried, not knowing what to do in the future. Since the news of Laojun Yu's death spread, many people came and went, but everyone was busy caring about the arrangement of property and power after Laojun's death, and did not care about the life and death of these servant girls who served Laojun. Now someone asked about the things before the old gentleman, and the big maid was so dependent that she poured out all of them without knowing it.
"Actually, Laojun's spirit is much better today. I made medicine for Laojun according to the doctor's instructions, and Laojun drank all of it. Seeing that Laojun has an appetite, the servant girl wants to coax Laojun to eat more. Laojun Said that before she knew it, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival again. She hadn't been outside for a long time, and wanted to taste the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus. After the servant saw that the old man fell asleep, he hurried to the kitchen to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Before going out, the slave specially asked the little maid to see Looking at Laojun, I didn't expect the little girl to be playful, I don't know when she ran out, and when I came back, there was no one at the door."
Yu Qingjia listened carefully, and asked: "There is no guard at the door, when did this start?"
The big servant girl shook her head: "Your servant doesn't know, it's like this when you come back. I saw that there was no one at the door, so I didn't dare to wake up Laojun loudly, so I hurried into the house after scolding the little girl. Mr. Yu Fortunately, I was lying on the couch. I thought Laojun was not awake, so I changed the pot of hot water for Laojun and went out. I sat outside while sewing and waiting for Laojun. I waited for a long time, and it was almost time for dinner. It’s gone, but I haven’t seen Laojun calling for water yet. The servants panicked, and hurried in to check, Laojun is already out of breath.”
Yu Qingjia put away the handkerchief, and the maid behind her immediately stepped forward to take it when she saw it. Bai Zhi had already brought warm and cool water to let Yu Qingjia wash her hands. Yu Qingjia washed her fingers leisurely in the copper basin, and then slowly wiped the water droplets off her palms with a clean white cloth. Her movements were slow and her voice was also slow, like a net, casually gathering murderous intentions in her mind: "As Laojun's personal maid, you left Laojun and went out by yourself, causing no one around Laojun to watch. Finally, it took you an afternoon to find out that Laojun was dying. If Laojun could have been rescued during this time, but missed the rescue opportunity because of your negligence, what should you do?"
The cold air came out from the back of the big servant girl, she knelt on the ground, her fingers unconsciously clenched: "I don't know that this servant cooks for Laojun, and I can't bear to disturb Laojun's rest... Besides, the old lady of the clan and so on. When they arrived, they all said that Laojun died without any illness, and that the four generations live together, which is joy and mourning."
Yu Qingjia put down the white cloth, and suddenly smiled at the maidservant again: "I also care about the old gentleman, so I want to ask more, not to doubt my sister. My sister has done her best to take care of the old gentleman, how could I doubt you? Sister, don't be nervous."
The big maid tried her best to smile, Yu Qingjia had said all the words, what else could she say. Yu Qingjia hit Tianzao with a stick, and the maid's spirit was forced to the extreme and then she suddenly let go. This way, she tightened and then let go, her heart relaxed, and she was led by the nose without knowing it. Yu Qingjia took the opportunity to ask: "When you came back, what did Lao Jun look like? Has anything been moved around?"
It is indisputable that no one was guarding Mr. Yu when he left. Even if everyone said it was a happy funeral, the maid did not dare to relax, for fear that the masters would hold her accountable. Frightened by Yu Qingjia, the servant girl was frightened, so she naturally poured out everything she saw, for fear that Yu Qingjia would suspect her because of this: "The old gentleman is lying on his back, with his hands on the quilt, and the corners of the quilt are neatly spread Qi, it is because of this that the servant thinks that the old gentleman is still sleeping. There is nothing wrong with other places, except that the ground is a little wet, as if something has been spilled, but there are no knocked cups around, maybe the servant is wrong. ..."
What spilled? Yu Qingjia's eyes moved, and he asked calmly: "Who changed Laojun's shroud, and where is Laojun's original clothes?"
The servant girl said: "The clothes were changed by the servants. It turned out that the clothes were changed and put in the Nuan Pavilion. The lady said that they would be burned to the old gentleman after he was buried."
Yu Qingjia nodded, and suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, Fourth Sister used to serve in front of Laojun. Why don't you see Fourth Sister today?"
The maid was also questioned. Now that she thought about it, she realized that she had never met Yu Qingya. Usually, when there was any movement, Yu Qingya would go to Laojun Yu, but now that the rest of the Yu family were rushing over one after another, Yu Qingya didn't come. It stands to reason that Yu Qingya had already received the news of such a big event as Mr. Yu's death.
The eldest servant girl didn't understand either, she shook her head and said, "I don't know. Maybe the fourth lady has a different identity than before, or the father-in-law in the palace has other orders..."
What did you say? Before the maidservant had finished speaking, the father-in-laws beside the queen came in with small steps. Shi Li followed behind her father-in-law, and Yu Qingya was behind her. Yu Qingya was dressed in filial piety, she lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.
The father-in-law from the palace came, and all the female members of the Yu family who were sitting or standing stopped talking and gathered in the main hall to salute the palace people. The leading **** in green clothes hung his eyes and pointed his cheeks, and with his hanging eyes, he looked around the crowd, and then said with a choked voice, "You ladies are polite, please get up."
After Songhe’s hollowed-out folding screen, you can vaguely see a pile of dark brown clothes, and the patterns and colors are all worn by the elderly. Now everyone is busy welcoming the father-in-law outside, and no one pays attention to the room.
Sensing that Yu Qingjia's footsteps stopped, Bai Rong looked at the screen thoughtfully, followed by a glance, and suddenly realized. Without waiting for Yu Qingjia to open her mouth, Bai Rong leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "My lady, you go to meet the emissary in the palace first, and the servants will come later."
Yu Qingjia couldn't help but cast a glance at Bai Rong. With so many maids accompanying her, Bai Rong had the quickest reaction. It was really different to have a maidservant who was smart and eye-catching beside her. Yu Qingjia gave a soft "hmm" and continued to walk out.
After she walked outside, she happened to catch up with the messenger entering the door. The sound of everyone saluting overwhelmed the sound of her footsteps, and Yu Qingjia stood at the very edge, followed the rhythm of the crowd to greet the father-in-law in the palace, and lightly covered up her actions just now.
"All ladies are polite, please stand up."
The female relatives thanked, then slowly stood up, sleeves rubbing against each other one after another. The **** was originally ordered by the queen to find out the background of the Yu family, but he didn't expect that the Fourth Miss, who was favored by King Yingchuan, hadn't seen him for a while, and it happened to be in time for their family's funeral. There are many rules and taboos in the palace, people who come out of the palace are more or less superstitious, the eunuchs are calling it bad luck in their hearts, but the matter has come to this point, the death of the ancestor of the Yu family is such a big thing, they can't just pretend that they don't know . The **** could only endure the discomfort, and reluctantly came over for a cutscene.
The **** pinched his throat and said, "When the miscellaneous family heard about Laojun Yu, they were deeply saddened. When I came to visit Laojun the day before yesterday, my ancestor was still in good health, so I didn't expect to go today."
After the **** finished speaking, the wives all took out their handkerchiefs to wipe their tears, and there was a lot of sighing and crying in the courtyard. The **** pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said: "My old gentleman died of no illness at such an old age. I am sorry for your loss."
The older wives of the Yu family also responded with polite words, and Mrs. Li followed behind. Seeing the uncles and aunts in the other rooms pulling the father-in-law to talk endlessly, they couldn't help feeling a little anxious. Taking advantage of the gap between her speeches, she forcibly interrupted, regardless of what everyone was saying: "Elder-in-law, we are very sad that Laojun has gone. Laojun loved Si Niang the most during his lifetime. She sighed several times on the sick bed and wanted to see her in her lifetime." Si Niang is getting married. It's a pity that Laojun has gone today, so I couldn't see Si Niang leaving the pavilion."
The atmosphere in the mourning hall became quiet, and Yu Qingjia lowered her head to hide the cold amused look in her eyes. Yu Laojun has really gone astray all her life. She wished to continue the big house, so she forced Yu Wenjun to adopt, which caused her second son and second daughter-in-law to separate from her, and broke up the grandson and grandson-in-law who had a good relationship. There are no children and grandchildren in front of him. On the contrary, Mr. Yu had just lost his temper. She had been protecting her grandson-in-law for ten years, and she had been eccentric for ten years, so she impatiently proposed Yu Qingya's marriage. Great marriage.
If Mr. Yu's soul hadn't drifted away, how would he feel when he saw this scene?
Yu Qingjia lowered her head and watched from the sidelines. She had also heard about King Yingchuan. She had no interest in such a playful and self-important dude. What does it matter to her whether Yu Qingya should be a concubine or not? A senior senior elder in the next room was furious when she heard Li Shi's words, she darkened her face, and scolded: "Li Shi, your grandmother just left, her bones are not cold, you said these things before her death, Are you sorry for your grandmother's love for you for so many years? It is our family's luck that Si Niang has blue eyes in the palace, but all goodness and filial piety are the first, and I will mention other things after Laojun's funeral."
Unconvinced, Mrs. Li stuck her neck and argued: "Of course I am filial to the old gentleman, but how can the royal affairs be delayed..."
Yu Qingya's scalp went numb when she heard Li Shi anxiously mentioning her marriage with King Yingchuan, but now she heard Li Shi insisting on asking questions, and confronting the elders next door in front of everyone in front of the mourning hall. Ren is in pain. Yu Qingya quickly stopped Li Shi's words, and said: "Aniang, my marriage is not important. Laojun has treated me with great kindness and righteousness. Now that Laojun is gone, I am heartbroken. I wish I could go with Laojun too. Think about these things. I volunteer to serve Laojun for a year, and I will never consider marriage and other matters before I perform my filial piety."
As Yu Qingya said, she knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of Old Master Yu's body. Her face was mournful and her voice was mournful. The people on both sides were moved. The elder who was contradicted by Li was originally very angry, but now seeing Yu Qingya's behavior, she was somewhat relieved, and said: "Fortunately, Laojun didn't raise you in vain, it's good that you have such filial piety, it's better than those ungrateful People are much stronger."
Mrs. Li was ridiculed as "ungrateful", she was angry and anxious, and hurried to ask Yu Qingya: "Ya'er, what are you talking about? How can marriage be a joke?"
"Aniang, I have made up my mind. Parents will be filial for three years, and grandparents will be for one year. Although Laojun is a great-grandmother, I respect him more than any elder in my heart. I am willing to wear hemp and mourning for Laojun for one year. , don’t drink, talk and laugh, don’t wear bright silk, and recite the Vegetarian Sutra every day, praying for the old man’s rebirth.”
Yu Qingya knelt on the ground, spoke with certainty, and fell to the ground with a sound, like a filial son and grandson. The elders of the Yu family listened with irony in their hearts, but in the eyes of the eunuchs at the side, it was very annoying. The **** sneered in his heart, and said with a flick of his sleeve: "Since Si Niangzi is so filial and insists on being filial to her great-grandmother, after the miscellaneous family returns to the palace, they must mention Si Niangzi's filial piety in front of the queen."
The eunuch's tone was not good, and no one dared to answer these words. Yu Qingjia stood on the edge watching the excitement the whole time. She raised her eyebrows when she saw Yu Qingya knelt down with a plop. When she heard these words, she shook her head and chuckled.
Yu Qingya's thoughts are too superficial. She publicly stated that she would keep her filial piety for her great-grandmother for a year. Although she has created a reputation of filial piety for herself, these words will definitely not feel comfortable in the ears of the eunuch. For the queen, it would be even worse. The marriage between Yu Qingya and King Yingchuan is probably going to be yellow. After all, what is the status of the royal family? Yu Qingya insists on being filial to her great-grandmother. Can the dignified prince of Yingchuan wait for her for a year? Yu Qingjia's heart suddenly moved. It was too coincidental that Mr. Yu died. Could it be that this was Yu Qingya's purpose?
Yu Qingya knelt on the ground with an extremely chaste expression on her face, the **** gave her a compliment with a half-smile, turned around and left. Seeing this scene in front of her, Mrs. Li was really upset. She still wanted to save one or two more, so she hurriedly chased the **** out, and wanted to ask the **** to say a few words in front of the queen. It would be even better if the marriage contract could be extended.
Yu Qingjia looked back at Yu Qingya's awe-inspiring statement, and then thought of the suspicious cause of Yu Laojun's death, and a chill ran down his spine. If her guess is true, then Yu Qingya would be too scary, she would lose her bottom line as a human being.