"Okay, it's settled." Zhu Biao was overjoyed. This method was a perfect solution to the problem of placing these concubines.
If you build a temple to house these concubines, they will not be short of food and clothing. More importantly, as a royal family temple, it must be heavily guarded and cannot be touched by outsiders. In this way, it is naturally perfect.
Avoid unpleasant things happening.
And because of the great righteousness of praying for his father, no one can say anything wrong with him.
The stone in Zhu Biao's heart was removed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand, "The matter of sacrifice and burial is related to the Ming Dynasty. You should stop it by me and withdraw from the court!"
"Long live my emperor!" Naturally, the ministers had no objection and immediately bowed down.
West Palace, East Palace.
Long before Lao Zhu died, he urgently ordered forty-six concubines to rush here.
These concubines gathered here, not knowing what would happen. But after these days, everyone has already guessed the truth.
Burial!
These two are like evil ghosts in the night. The moment someone says it, fear fills the hearts of all the concubines. Although the ancients paid attention to the three obediences and four virtues, and there is also "the king will let the minister die, and the minister will have to die."
However, in the face of death, these concubines were unwilling to do anything. Even if they were buried by the emperor, they would not be happy. There is only one life, who is willing to give up his precious life to do meaningless things? Besides, there is only one life.
, these concubines are not very old, some are even young girls.
As a result, the previously quiet east side hall suddenly turned into a scene of crying. Some concubines were crying quietly, some were bidding farewell to their parents loudly, some were bowing their heads in silence, and some were walking around in the hall, stopping for three times at a time.
As he walked, his voice became more miserable, and his appearance was very pitiful.
Although the tables in the east side hall were already filled with delicacies and delicacies, facing the tragic ending of the burial, the concubines had no appetite at all and could not drink even a mouthful of soup.
Just like this, keep going day by day.
Until this day, the east side palace door, which was closed with heavy palace doors, was opened from the outside today.
This sudden change not only did not let all the concubines see a shred of hope, but made them pale in shock. Many young concubines even turned pale in an instant, screamed uncontrollably, and fled around the palace.
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But surrounded by high palace walls, where can weak women like them escape to?
Wang Yue looked at the concubines who were screaming and running around, and couldn't help but frown slightly. Then he showed a fat smile and said: "I pay my respects to you ladies."
, ladies, don’t panic, it’s a good thing!”
It would have been better if Wang Yue didn't say that. As soon as he said that, those concubines were frightened and turned pale.
A rather bold concubine pointed at Wang Yue angrily and said: "You dog slave, you can't even think of deceiving us? Your Majesty wants to bury us, right?"
Wang Yue shook his head repeatedly and replied humbly: "Your Majesty, I have misunderstood. Your Majesty had absolutely no such intention."
"Slave dog, you don't have to lie to us with your pretense. Didn't you come here just to send us on our way?"
Wang Yue saw that the more he explained, the more frightened and panicked the concubines became. After thinking about it, he simply lowered his face and shouted loudly: "Quiet!"
Being startled by his loud shout, all the concubines were so frightened that they stood still and did not dare to move. Naturally, they did not dare to cry or scream.
Wang Yue was too lazy to explain too much, so he directly took out the imperial edict and preached: "The emperor is destined to be blessed by heaven, and the edict says: However, God has the virtue of good life, and ants still live in vain. I am determined to build a family temple, and all empresses will shave their heads and become nuns.
The family temple prays for the father.”
By the time Wang Yue finished reading the imperial edict, all the concubines seemed to be immersed in a dream.
"Go to the family temple to pray? Well, then we don't have to be buried?"
"Stupid, of course I don't have to."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness~"
Voices echoed in the east hall, and all the concubines knelt down regardless of the mess on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The emperor's kindness has indeed benefited the common people."
However, building the family temple is not something that can be done in a day or two. Even if Zhu Biao has immediately ordered the Ministry of Works to build it, it will still take some time. During this period, these concubines can only temporarily live in the east side hall.
However, the east side hall is now different from the lifeless life of the past. The worries in the hearts of all the concubines are gone. When they see the table full of delicacies, delicacies from mountains and seas, and the concubines who have not thought about food or tea for several days in a row, they suddenly look like evil wolves.
They all stared at the hot food on the table.
Soon, the auspicious day for Lao Zhu to enter the mausoleum arrived.
The Qintian Prison was in great disgrace last time when a heavy rain suddenly fell on the auspicious day chosen. If monk Zong Lai hadn't said something at that time, the first person to be killed would have been someone from the Qintian Prison.
If it’s Lao Zhu’s this time
If something went wrong again during the burial process, Han Du didn't know if Zhu Biao would be so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but Lei Lei would definitely be furious.
Fortunately, Qin Tian's calculations were good this time. The day before Lao Zhu's funeral was bright and refreshing, and the sun was shining brightly. It looked like a rare and auspicious day.
On the day of the official burial, Zhu Biao will personally support the coffin and send Emperor Daxing into the underground palace. After everything is enshrined, the stone gate will be sealed, and then Zhu Biao will lead everyone in the "consecration ceremony."
Just when he was about to seal the stone door, the old eunuch suddenly stood up and walked straight towards the stone door.
"What do you want to do?" an official from the Ministry of Rites next to him suddenly shouted loudly.
Such movement naturally attracted Zhu Biao's attention.
The old eunuch was wearing a bright red python robe and holding his whisk in his hand. He was still standing beside Lao Zhu as usual, combing his gray hair meticulously.
Slowly turned around and bowed deeply to Zhu Biao. He stood up straight and said: "Your Majesty, I am a disabled person. I have to accept that the Emperor of Daxing will not abandon me and let me stand on the throne of Dan. My ancestors have cultivated it for generations."
A blessing that will never come. Today, Emperor Daxing has gone underground. I am afraid that there will be no one around Emperor Daxing who knows how to be cold and warm. I will follow Emperor Daxing underground today. Please give me your permission!"
Zhu Biao frowned slightly and wanted to stop him.
Han Du on the side sighed and said: "When a scholar dies for his confidant, his heart has already followed Emperor Daxing. Even if the emperor keeps him, he is nothing more than a walking corpse. Let him go!"
When the old eunuch heard this, he laughed happily and said, "Han Du, you really understand our family's heart."
"My father-in-law is of high moral character and is not inferior to famous people. Han Du admires me! Han Du congratulates my father-in-law!" Han Du straightened his clothes and bowed solemnly to the old eunuch.
Han Du bowed this time to thank the old eunuch for taking care of him in the past. Although Han Du had bribed the old eunuch, Han Du knew that considering what the old eunuch had done for him, his bribe was simply insignificant.
Although there was no conclusive evidence, Han Du felt many times that the old eunuch had saved him from danger many times.
But the old eunuch never mentioned these things in front of him once. Han Du didn't know why he helped him so much, but Han Du acknowledged his kindness.
Wang Yue looked at the old eunuch with a horrified expression. He couldn't figure out why the old eunuch would take the initiative to choose to be buried. You know, Wang Yue had just seen a group of concubines a few days ago when they heard about the burial. They were so frightened that they lost their minds. But the old eunuch
I chose to take the initiative to go underground.
As the saying goes, the emperor and his courtiers are like each other, and this is especially true for eunuchs like Wang Yue. Now that he is riding on the emperor's east wind, he will surely rise rapidly. But in his heart, he does not regard Wang Yue as a thorn in his side. Anyway, the emperor is.
It's impossible to continue to use the old eunuch, so why should he, a popular person beside the emperor, have anything to worry about?
But the old eunuch's actions gave him a deeper understanding of the word "loyalty" for the first time.
Seeing the old eunuch's firm eyes, Zhu Biao had no choice but to comply with him, "Yes!"
The old eunuch bowed and said, "I thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
After praying, he stood up, turned around, and walked into the mausoleum gate step by step in full view of everyone, until he was completely swallowed up by the dark hole and could no longer be seen.
"Seal the door!"
With a chant from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the heavy stone door was lowered, completely isolating the inside and outside of the mausoleum.
On the fourth day of the first lunar month of the following year, Zhu Biao worshiped the emperor in Yuanqiu in the southern suburbs.
Year name, Xiaokang!
This year is the first year of Xiaokang, which ushered in the era when Zhu Biao ruled the world. And on the day he ascended the throne, Zhu Biao made Han Jingyun his queen.
Since his father passed away and Zhu Biao had not seen his brothers for a long time, he took this opportunity to keep the kings in the capital for a month to express his longing for him.
In addition to the kings, the governors of the Ming Dynasty also happened to return to Beijing to report their duties at the end of the 31st year of Hongwu. Although the governors did not make it to the state funeral due to Lao Zhu's edict, all the governors who returned also went to Xiaoling to pay homage in person.
bye.
It is precisely because of this that the candidates to serve as governors-general in the world should have been determined long ago, but it has been delayed until now.
On the second day after Zhu Biao officially ascended the throne as emperor, six ministries submitted a letter to Zhu Biao, requesting that the candidates for each governor-general's office be determined as soon as possible.
Han Mansion!
Today the middle door was wide open, and Han Du stood at the door as if he was greeting someone.
Such an unusual behavior naturally attracted the people passing by to stop and look at him.
"What's going on? The middle door of Zhenhai Hou Mansion is wide open. Is this the emperor coming?"
"That's not necessarily the case. If the Queen returns home, the Han Mansion will naturally open its central gate."
"That's true. Could it be that the Queen is going home to visit her relatives?"
While everyone was guessing, two carriages turned in from the end of the street and drove slowly to the entrance of Han Mansion.