Chapter 1,187 You will not survive if you commit your own sins
Su Mingzhe's rebellious spirit was firm and decisive.
I will never give up because of trivial matters such as the "Psychic Jewel" being taken away or Jia Yuanchun's pregnancy.
September is here and the weather is getting colder.
Su Mingzhe went to Zhang Yu, a Hanlin scholar, to ask for marriage leave.
Zhang Yu agreed immediately and approved it for half a month.
Su Mingzhe left an invitation and said goodbye to get off work.
Of course, before get off work.
As usual, Su Mingzhe absorbed a little bit of Emperor Longqing's luck before leaving the palace.
Returning to Rongning Street, Su Mingzhe first went back to his No. 1 Scholar's Mansion to change into regular clothes, then passed through the newly opened Moon Gate, entered Rongguo Mansion, and paid greetings to Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, and Jia Zheng in turn.
After greetings, Su Mingzhe planned to go back to the Number One Scholar's Mansion to rest, but was stopped by Jia Zheng:
"Ying'er, have you taken your marriage leave?"
Su Mingzhe answered honestly:
"Go back to my father. I've already invited you here. Mr. Zhang has approved half a month's wedding leave!"
"That's good."
Jia Zheng considered his tone and then said:
"It's only a few days until the ninth day of September. Some old relatives from far away have arrived. You should stay at home to entertain the guests and don't go out to play."
Recently, Jia Zheng heard some rumors about his son, saying that his son often goes out to drink wine with his colleagues, which is not acceptable.
Daqing Law stipulates that as a court official, you are not allowed to enter or leave the Fireworks Willow Alley. If you are caught, you will be punished with a penalty of sixty days.
Of course, such regulations are almost as good as no regulations at all.
How can any official not engage in prostitution?
The civil and military officials in the DPRK should at most give Daqing Lü some face and not go to government-run brothels like Jiaofangsi. However, there are five to six hundred hookhouses in the entire city of Chang'an, and there are countless private prostitutes in small households. Therefore, there are really officials If you go to have fun and have fun, as long as you don't wear official robes, who can know?
Again.
Even if the officials don't go there themselves, it doesn't stop some people from sending the courtesans directly to their doorsteps.
Therefore, this Daqing law is almost useless.
It has even reached the point where the emperor doesn't care about this kind of thing.
After Su Mingzhe entered the Hanlin Academy, in order to maintain relationships, he often went out to play with his colleagues and stayed up all night.
Now, Jia Zheng warned, Su Mingzhe could only nod, saying that he understood.
As for corrections, they certainly cannot be made.
Returning to the Number One Scholar's Mansion, at this moment, the entire mansion was already draped in red and decorated with red lanterns.
The decoration of Rong Ning's Second Mansion will not start until tomorrow.
As the newly promoted housekeeper, Li Gui saw Su Mingzhe come back and quickly reported all the major and minor affairs of the day.
Su Mingzhe pointed out some of his shortcomings in management, also gave some praise, and finally made some demands.
After Li Gui retreated, Xi Ren took the maids and began to pass the dishes around.
After dinner, Su Mingzhe returned to the bedroom and was stunned when he saw two slender and graceful beauties, wearing bright red dresses, sitting on the head of his bed:
"Who are they?"
Xiren explained with a smile:
"This is the one sent by Miss Lin to attend the bed. The one with the oval face is Huang Ying, and the one with the oval face is Jin Ling."
It took Su Mingzhe a while to realize that this was the tradition of the Zhongding Mingshi Family.
Before some women get married, they will arrange a few days in advance for their maids to test their uncle's ability.
"Yu'er probably couldn't come up with this idea. It must have been sent by Grandma Wang!"
"No matter whose idea it is, we can't serve the second master tonight anyway."
Xiren joked for a while, then pulled Qingwen and the other maids out of the bedroom.
Su Mingzhe hesitated for a moment, then came and sat down between the two women, put his arms around the two women's waists that could only be grasped, and gently asked them about their origins.
The two women didn't dare to hide anything, so they immediately told everything.
It turned out that the two girls were sold to their parents by their parents when they were young. They trained them for seven or eight years and learned various skills in serving men, such as playing, playing, singing, playing music, chess, poetry, and painting.
In June, Aunt Liu of the Lin Mansion bought them back to serve as sister Lin's dowry maids.
When Su Mingzhe heard this, he asked the two women to stand up and look at them carefully.
These two women quite meet the seven Yangzhou thin horse standards of being "thin, small, pointed, curvy, fragrant, soft and upright".
In this case, Su Mingzhe was not polite.
After a night of clouds and rain.
Two people took Huang Ying and Jin Ling back to Sister Lin's residence in a soft sedan.
The eighth day of September.
Seeing that the wedding is getting closer and closer.
Su Mingzhe was so excited when he thought that he would marry Sister Lin soon that he couldn't help but call some brothers from the Jia family to have a banquet.
Everyone was drinking to their heart's content when a bell broke their mood.
Xue Pan, who was already drunk, couldn't help frowning and shouted:
"It's not too early or too late. Which door should I knock on?"
Jia Lian was frightened by the words of this stupid overlord:
"Brother Pan, don't say anything - this is the royal funeral bell!"
Jia Rong next to her counted silently:
"One, two, three...seven, eight, nine!"
Jia Qiang looked at Su Mingzhe, her eyes full of disbelief:
"Nine strokes represent the emperor. Could it be that the emperor has passed away?"
No one answered his question because the answer was visible to the naked eye.
Today, Emperor Longqing is in his prime, and he has not heard of any serious illness, so he will not die without any reason.
On the contrary, the Supreme Emperor has often fainted in recent months, and the nobles all expected this.
Su Mingzhe suddenly remembered a Daqing rule, and his expression suddenly changed:
"During the national mourning period, ordinary people are prohibited from marrying for one month, civil and military officials are prohibited from marrying for a hundred days, noble princes are prohibited from marrying for a year, and royal family members are prohibited from marrying for twenty-seven months!"
He is a direct descendant of Rong Guofu, so his wedding to Sister Lin has to be postponed for a year?
Not only Su Mingzhe thought of this, but many people in Rong Ning's second house also thought of this.
Tomorrow was a big day, but the Emperor was gone.
Su Mingzhe was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nowhere to vent his anger.
Because the Emperor died two or three years early because he kept devouring Emperor Longqing's luck, and Emperor Longqing sucked the Emperor's luck, which ultimately led to this result.
"This is a self-inflicted crime, you can't live with it!"
Everyone was in no mood and did not dare to continue drinking, so they all said their goodbyes and left.
Su Mingzhe picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of beef, chewed it hard twice, and then called the housekeeper Li Gui and asked him to quickly put away all the red decorations in the house, and then sent someone to buy linen and white clothes on the street.
From now on, for one hundred days, everyone in the mansion will be vegetarian, and their clothes must be sober colors.
Not to mention the impact of the death of the Supreme Emperor on Su Mingzhe and Rong Ning's second house.
In the Ming Palace, Emperor Longqing heard the news of the death of the Supreme Emperor and almost jumped up with excitement.
After being suppressed for six years, he can finally become the true 95th Supreme Being!
In the imperial study room, Xia Shouzhong saw the emperor's joy and quickly coughed twice as a reminder.
Dai Quan, the eunuch of the Daming Palace who came to announce the funeral, was still kneeling outside the imperial study.
"Let him come in!"
Emperor Longqing gave Xia Shouzhong a look, calmed his expression, and began to write an edict, preparing to order people to take over the capital camp.
Since ancient times, when power has been transferred, only those who control the army can be invincible.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.
Because Emperor Longqing had already been emperor for six years, the transfer of all powers went very smoothly.
Dai Quan was very discerning. When announcing his funeral, he asked to resign.
The Ming Dynasty Palace held the post of Palace Supervisor and expressed his intention to guard the mausoleum of the Supreme Emperor and requested the emperor's permission.
Emperor Longqing faced Dai Quan's concession, but refused to agree.
Dai Quan was afraid of being liquidated, so he could only plead repeatedly, and finally offered 500,000 yuan in property and 50,000 acres of fertile land, and then asked the emperor to agree to his request to guard the mausoleum.
People like Dai Quan are knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
There are still many people who have no discernment at all.
Emperor Longqing took out his little notebook and prepared to take advantage of his name and carry out the long-prepared revenge.