Of course, it's impossible for everyone to come in. The official's palace is not a vegetable market...
After some urgent consultations, six representatives, Wen Yanbo, Zhao Zongshi, Cao Yi, Tang Jie, Feng Jing and Sima Guang, finally went in to visit Zhao Zhen.
Among them, Wen Yanbo and Zhao Zongshi naturally have nothing to say. Cao Yi is the younger brother of Empress Cao. How can the empress feel at ease without her mother-in-law present? Feng Jing is a Hanlin bachelor, and he will need to write an edict later; Sima Guang is a Xiu
Those who paid attention to daily life were responsible for keeping actual records, while Tang Jie, as the conscience of the Song Dynasty, was relieved of the responsibility of supervision.
Such a combination can be regarded as taking into account all aspects and is convincing enough.
Under the guidance of the eunuch, the six people entered the Funing Hall and were then taken to the official's bedroom.
Although they have all been to Funing Hall, this is the first time they have entered the official sleeping place. Before this, most of them had imagined how magnificent the dragon bed of the Supreme Emperor, the co-lord of the world, would be. It would definitely be blinding.
Pairs of dog eyes.
However, they were shocked by what they saw in front of them. Could this be the room of the common master of the world?
I saw that there was very little gold and jade in the palace, and inside the curtains, there were only dull plain beddings, which looked like they had not been replaced for a long time... In the luxurious Song Dynasty, this was the level of ordinary petty officials.
.If the official hadn't been lying there quietly, all the adults would have definitely thought that they had entered the wrong room.
At that moment, they actually forgot the purpose of coming in, and their scheming turned into shock, shock, shock...
They clearly saw the official standing in front of them with a smile, and said plainly as usual: "I live in the palace as a widow, and I only do this. This is also the blood of the people, how can I waste it lightly?"
Zhao Zhen, an official of the Great Song Dynasty, has always been like this self-abuse for decades...
Back then, when he was still young, he woke up one morning and said with a wry smile to the chamberlain beside him: 'I had trouble sleeping last night and my stomach was growling with hunger. I really want a bowl of roasted mutton...'
When the chamberlain heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, 'Isn't this simple? The official said it, so why didn't he say it?'
Zhao Zhen sighed when he heard this, touched his flat belly and said, "I heard that once there is any demand in the forbidden area, the outsiders will treat it as a daily rule. I'm afraid that if I act on a whim now, they will kill sheep every night in the future."
This wastes money and kills more animals, so I have no choice but to endure it.'
Back then, he was walking in the imperial garden. As he walked, he looked back frequently, but the attendants behind him couldn't understand what he meant and didn't express anything.
When Zhao Zhen returned to the palace, he anxiously said to the concubine: 'I'm so thirsty, please give me some water!'
The concubine smiled and brought the water. When she saw the official drinking, she couldn't help but ask: "Why doesn't the official ask for water outside? Why is he so thirsty?"
Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly and said: 'I looked at them several times, but they didn't bring water. If I ask them for water now, someone will be blamed by the manager, so I have to endure it.'
Another time, when he was eating, he saw a shell brought from the sea. He couldn't help but curious: 'How much does this cost?'
The chamberlain replied: 'Each coin is a thousand coins, and there are twenty-eight coins in one offering.'
When Zhao Zhen heard this, he put down his chopsticks and said very unhappy: "I often tell you to stop being extravagant, but now I have lost twenty-eight thousand yuan just by using my chopsticks. I really can't eat anymore."
He didn't even touch those shellfish, even though he had loved seafood since he was a child...
In fact, out of the one thousand money, at least nine hundred money went into the pockets of the people below. This is always the case for palace purchases. But if the emperor doesn't eat it, there will be no reason to make a fortune in the future. The servants can't help but complain afterwards that the wealthy family doesn't even count it as food.
Cost of clothing, let alone the palace? Our high official is really stingy.
However, during the thirty years that Zhao Zhen had been in charge, he would always provide money and food to any place in the world that was plagued by floods, droughts, and locusts. Accumulated, the people were exempted from taxes worth billions of dollars. If the court was unable to provide relief, he would often use internal funds to support the people, which amounted to dozens of dollars at a time.
Wan Guan...
It is said that during the reigns of Wenjing, Kaihuang, Zhenguan and even Xianping, the money of the capital was accumulated by tens of thousands, which was rotten and could not be corrected. The millet in Taicang was overflowing and accumulated outside, so that it became rotten and inedible. Zhao Zhen was incapable of doing so.
He went to cut down on the three redundancies and left endless money and food for his successors, but he would rather suffer for himself than increase the burden on the people. The hundreds of millions of people under his rule can be proud to say that we are only a few thousand
In recent years, the happiest Chinese people have lived!
He restrained himself for the rest of his life. In this life, he had no glorious achievements, no heroic spirit, and no joy. He only left behind a wealthy and prosperous Song Dynasty, and made his people the masters of this wealth.
!
Among the hundreds of ruthless emperors in China over the past thousands of years who would rather teach me to betray the world than teach the world to betray me, he is an anomaly. Even though he has been in the most sinister and treacherous environment for forty years, he has not
Can't change his kind and generous character...
His eyes were pure and pure until he was old, always looking at his people with kindness...
It was only at this moment that the ministers realized that they had lost their emperor, and they would never have such a benevolent king again, who cared, trusted, tolerated, and even indulged them...
I finally lost you and realized that you are the most precious...
Wen Yanbo, Cao Yan, Tang Jie, Feng Jing, and Sima Guang touched their heads to the ground and cried loudly, as if they were mourning their heirs. Zhao Zongshi had no choice but to cry too, pretending at first, but soon he cried harder than anyone else, but
He was crying for his fate, because he felt more and more clearly that his fate had been sliding uncontrollably into the boundless abyss!
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The ministers howled, and under the service of the palace people, in addition to the auspicious clothes, they changed into green clothes and corner belts. The old eunuch Wang also changed into a mourning dress and said to several ministers who were wiping away their tears: "The Queen fell ill due to excessive sadness.
, I am resting in the imperial study in the next room, please come and see me first."
Uncle Cao Guo looked at everyone and saw that none of them had objections, so he nodded and followed him to the study room in the next room. He saw his sister lying on the bed sickly, looking straight at the caisson.
"Your Majesty." Cao Guojiu sighed secretly in his heart and bowed in salute.
After a while, Queen Cao came back to her senses, looked at her brother and said, "Come and sit."
Cao Yi sat down on the brocade pier beside the bed. The two siblings were speechless. For a moment, Queen Cao grabbed her brother's hand and said in panic: "What can I do now?" What should I do now?
Cao Yan forced a smile and said, "It's my turn to ask your Majesty, what happened?"
"..." The queen was silent at first, but then she realized that only by telling her brother the truth at this time could he help her with advice, so she whispered: "The official ate soup at my place, and the old disease relapsed when he came back. The imperial doctor spent the night to save her.
It’s still a good time this morning…”
"Ah..." Cao Yan imagined all the possibilities, but he never thought that it was his sister who killed the emperor.
"It's not what you think," the queen naturally saw what he was thinking and hurriedly argued: "Who in the world would murder an official family, and I won't either!"
"Is that an accident?" Cao Yi asked.
"..." Empress Cao shook her head, biting her lip and said, "I'm afraid this soup is fine. Only officials who drink it will have problems." As she said this, she told Gao Taotao how he repeatedly boasted about the wonders of this soup to herself.
, saying that the emperor’s condition would improve and his life would be prolonged after drinking it, so he was obsessed with gathering together the Millennium Bastard Bastard and Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, and cooked this pot of Millennium Ganoderma lucidum longevity soup! As a result, the officials ate it...
"That's right," Cao Yi sighed after hearing this: "This is a carefully planned conspiracy, and the empress was taken advantage of by them." After that, he told his sister what happened outside the palace last night and this morning.
"What?" Queen Cao was shocked when she heard this and said: "Xiangong Han pretended to pass the imperial edict and was trapped in the White Tiger Hall?"
"Yes." Cao Yi nodded and whispered: "No one knows this news yet. It was Chen Zhongfang who only informed me just now for Yunxi's sake."
"Di Qing is so courageous..." Empress Cao, as a general and a tiger girl, had to admire her even if she was on the opposite side. Marshal Di really made the world's warriors very angry.
"Di Qing is not that courageous." Cao Yi lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid he only dared to blatantly purge the front minister after he had received a secret edict from the government in advance!"
"You mean the official family," Queen Cao said horrified, "Have you already made arrangements?"
"The official's health has been poor for a long time, and it is well known that he wants King Jin to take over the throne. But King Lu has been running for two generations, and he is about to draw water from a bamboo basket, so how can he be willing to do so? Since the beginning of this spring, there have been successive
Several vicious incidents have occurred, do you think he can be prepared?" Cao Yi lowered his voice and said: "My dear, although the officials are kind, how can the emperor who has been an emperor for more than 40 years not have some means of dealing with Xiaoxiao?"
"..." Queen Cao was silent, and after a while she said faintly: "I never expected that my brother would become the lobbyist of King Jin."
"I'm not a lobbyist, I'm doing it for my sister and the Cao family!" Cao Yan said in his heart. Isn't this nonsense? Do you know what my son and Chen Ke are like? They are too fat to wear a pair of pants. I'll leave it alone.
If you don't walk along the Yangguan Road at your feet, why don't we cross the single-plank bridge with you? Or the kind that is built on a cliff thousands of feet high.
He said with a sincere face: "Your Majesty is aware of the fact that the palace carriages of the official family are driven by Yan Jia, and the King of Jin will inherit the throne. It is an irresistible trend. As the mother, you should help the country and support the King of Jin to ascend to the throne in accordance with the official family's last wish! You
Then she will be the Queen Mother, and she will enjoy eternal blessings, and you must never do other things again!"
"..." Queen Cao was silent for a long time, and sighed again: "I'm just afraid that King Jin will accuse me after he ascends to the throne."
"What's the matter with your Majesty?" Cao Yi shook his head and said, "Officials have old ailments. Who knows when they will relapse? My Majesty is loving and boxing, but she only uses spoons for the officials. What's wrong with that?"
"It all depends on whether he pursues this kind of matter," Empress Cao said in a low voice: "If you expose it and don't mention it, nothing will happen. But if you insist on catching it, how can I live in this world?"
"How can we catch him? You are his queen mother! Ordinary people still talk about 'mother and son hiding from each other', let alone the Tianjia who sets an example for all people." Cao Yan shook his head and comforted: "The empress only needs to take care of the next thing.
You’re so beautiful, it’s not too late for him to feel grateful!”
"I'm still worried..." Queen Cao thought for a moment and said, "If the King of Jin were to make an oath, and there would be no three hundred taels of silver in this place, it would be really embarrassing."
"Haha..." Cao Yi laughed and said: "Your Majesty is really riding a donkey to look for a donkey. You are about to listen to politics behind the curtain, and the officials will all look at your face, not you at his."
When Queen Cao heard this, her expression relaxed, "I'm confused!" Yes, I am about to listen to politics behind the curtain, what else do I have to be afraid of?
In the 100 years since the Song Dynasty, the most powerful person has never been the emperor, but the emperor's mother... Of course, she has to live until the emperor ascends to the throne. Because after the emperor of the Song Dynasty ascends to the throne, there is a period of internship, during which the queen mother has to hang the curtain
Listen to politics!
The queen mothers who listened behind the curtain were above the emperor, punishing Zang Fei, and commanding the whole country! Because the emperor's imperial seal was in their hands!
Without a jade seal in his hand, the emperor could not issue decrees and could only be a good son to his mother... What's more terrible is that this internship period was often limited to the life span of the queen mother, such as what Emperor Daxing did to Empress Cao's mother-in-law, Queen Mother Liu
.
The former Liu E was too strong. Even though she said she was a loner, she did not delegate power until her death. She almost ended up in the coffin wearing a dragon robe. Although Empress Cao did not have the same ambitions as her mother-in-law, for her own safety, she
I don't mind waiting until I die before handing the seal to Zhao Shu.
Thinking of this, Empress Cao made up her mind and said to her brother, "Go and invite Mr. Wen in."
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A group of courtiers outside the palace were mourning in front of the official's bed, but the atmosphere was not as pure as before. At least they were paying attention to the next door. They were all anxiously waiting for the brother and sister's conversation to end. Who would be called in next?
, maybe the throne belongs to which party!
Yes, in the absence of a posthumous edict, it all depends on the Queen Mother's will as to who the throne belongs to. Although the overall situation outside the palace has been decided, if the old woman just wants to establish Zhao Zongshi, the Jin King's party will have no choice but to do something treasonous -
The Queen Mother was placed under house arrest and forcibly ascended to power!
This is something that no one can accept, including Zhao Shu's party. He is obviously a well-known candidate for the crown prince, but he has to use such a disgusting method to ascend to the throne. How can the prince accept it?
It is not just a matter of reputation, but more importantly, the legitimacy and legitimacy of the throne in the future. If you think about Emperor Taizong's lifelong struggle with the rumors of "the sound of candle shadow and axe", you will know how uncontroversial it is to ascend to the throne.
It's important!
This is Wen Yanbo's responsibility for entering the palace this time. If he can't do it, he can just find a piece of tofu and kill him. How can he have the face to see Zhao Shu again?
In that room, Zhao Zongshi also held on to his last glimmer of hope, hoping that Empress Cao would choose herself...
Although the waiting was agonizing, fortunately it didn't last long. Cao Yi came out, looked at several ministers with different expressions, and said softly, "Mr. Wen, your Majesty has invited me."
Wen Yanbo's expression relaxed, and Zhao Zong felt as if he had been struck by lightning...
Mr. Wen got up from the ground, ignoring the soreness in his legs and feet, and hurried into the next door.
After greeting him, Empress Cao asked him to sit down. Of course, Jin Dun was moved farther away.
After a few simple words of condolences, Empress Cao said: "The officials left in a hurry and left no edicts. The country cannot live without a king for a day. What should we do?"
"Although the official has not left any edicts, everyone in the world knows that he has chosen the crown prince for the Song Dynasty, and he is King Shu of Jin." Wen Yanbo said solemnly: "This is undisputed!"
"..." Queen Cao was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Then just follow what the officials say."
"The Queen Mother is wise!" Wen Yanbo immediately flattered him, but he was not at ease. Zhao Shu's successful succession to the throne can only be regarded as a small victory. Given Mr. Wen's desire today, naturally he will not be satisfied. What he wants is a big victory, a complete victory.
!
So Wen Xianggong quickly stopped his smile and said seriously: "But 'the official did not leave any words of imperial edict', which is very inappropriate. Please take it back!"
"What's wrong?" Queen Cao frowned.
"Because it doesn't matter who we say whether to establish someone or not, not even the empress." Wen Yanbo said solemnly.
"Who counts?" Queen Cao asked nervously.
"The edict." Wen Yanbo said word by word.
"The edict..." Queen Cao was a little confused: "But there is obviously no edict."
"The edict does not have to be written on paper, it may also be dictated by officials," Wen Yanbo said lightly: "The Queen Mother will relay it to the ministers, and the Imperial Academy scholar will write it out and stamp it with a jade seal."
Empress Cao understood, and what she said was right. Only by following the unfulfilled orders of the late emperor, whether the King of Jin ascended to the throne or listened to the government from behind the curtain, could it be legal. She nodded and said: "Thanks to the reminder, my husband, when the officials are sober, there are indeed
A few words of advice to me."
"Your Majesty, please think carefully. Wei Chen is going to call the Hanlin bachelor to come in." Wen Yanbo said, got up and went outside, saying to Feng Jing: "Feng Neihan, come here."
Feng Jing quickly got up, and when the two of them walked to the next door, Wen Yanbo secretly grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard.
Feng Jing's heart trembled, knowing that this was a hint to him that he should cooperate with him.
The two of them entered the imperial study. After Feng Jing saluted the queen, he went to stand behind the desk.
"Your Majesty, this is a confidential matter, please step aside." Wen Yanbo glanced at the old eunuch and said.
"Old Wang, you go to the door and guard." Empress Cao said in her heart that the rules are really not small, but she also thinks it is normal. It is a decree related to the fate of the country. Naturally, as few people as possible should be present.
The old eunuch whispered: "Who will grind Nehan's ink?"
"That's all I need." Wen Yanbo said calmly, and the old eunuch had no choice but to go out first.
The imperial study room was always equipped with pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Feng Jing took out a blank edict and unfolded it. Wen Yanbo polished the ink for him personally. After a while, it was ready. "Empress, you can start."
In the room, Empress Cao had already prepared the manuscript. After hearing the words, she said slowly: "I will send you the imperial edict to the King of Jin, Zhao Shu. I don't hesitate to do it. Emperor, you will do it. You must follow the instructions of the Empress Dowager and everyone."
Assist the Prime Minister, use talents and talents, do nothing idle, and protect the emperor's legacy."
Feng Jing wrote it and made another copy. One copy was to be handed over to the foreign court for reading, and the other copy was kept in the palace for archives.
Wen Yanbo picked up the first copy, dried the ink, and gave it to Queen Cao for review. After reading it and seeing it was correct, he picked up the other copy and showed it to the Queen again. After both copies were correct, Queen Cao left the pillow.
He took out a gold coiled dragon box, opened it, took out the emperor's imperial seal, and handed it to Wen Yanbo.
Mr. Wen Xianggong carefully took the imperial seal, walked to the table, solemnly stamped one of them, and then... took the imperial seal into his arms.
"What do you mean, Mr. Xian?" Queen Cao was shocked.
"The imperial seal should be kept by the emperor." Wen Yanbo said calmly: "Now that the King of Jin is the emperor, the ministers will automatically hand it over, so there is no need for the empress to bother."
"You!" Queen Cao is a fool, and she also knows that this old guy wants to take the opportunity to get the Royal Seal for Zhao Shu! Without the Royal Seal, how can I listen to politics? Who listens to me? In an instant, Cao was furious, and the blood on her body
Jiang Men's factor exploded, he suddenly sat up and shouted angrily: "Hand it over to me!"
"Why does the empress want the royal seal?" Wen Yanbo said calmly.
"I listen to politics behind the curtain and keep the jade seal for the new emperor. This is the ancestral rule!" Empress Cao said angrily.
"What kind of ancestral rule is this? Women are not allowed to participate in politics!" Wen Yanbo said coldly: "The Queen wants to learn from Empress Dowager Liu, but she was only twelve years old when she ascended the throne. It is understandable that Empress Dowager Liu would hang up the curtain, but now the Jin Dynasty The king is about to be thirty years old and has been fighting in the north and south for many years. Why does he need the advice of the queen mother who has never left the palace walls in her life?!"
"You..." Queen Cao was so angry that her face turned purple. When she saw the old eunuch had come in, she said angrily: "If you don't take him down, take the jade seal back!"
When the old eunuch saw his mother-in-law looking insulted and harmed, she got very angry and pounced on her.
Wen Yanbo didn't expect that this old eunuch was still a practicing master, but he couldn't avoid it: "When the seal is alive, the people are alive, and when the seal is gone, the people will be dead. It's up to the Queen Mother to take care of it!"
Looking at the awe-inspiring look on his face, the old eunuch knew that Wen Yanbo meant what he said and stopped the castration abruptly... The prime minister of the Song Dynasty was beaten to death by the queen in the imperial study room? Are you kidding me?
When he looked at Mrs. Cao again, she saw that her face was already filled with tears: "My husband, why bother to force me? I don't want to do anything, I just want to live in peace."
"If the King of Jin is in peace, then the Empress will also be in peace!" Wen Yanbo saw that the threat was effective, and Empress Cao finally softened. He also softened his tone and said: "What the Empress is worried about is just to make excuses for the death of the late Emperor. However, the Empress does not lower the curtain. , Without leaving a seal, I can be said to be extremely benevolent and righteous to His Highness the King of Jin. Your Highness will be the emperor in the future, and he can only be filial and respectful to the Queen. Who dares to say nonsense? The old minister will not let him go! What else does the Queen have to worry about?"
This is very clear. If Zhao Shu makes trouble for you in the future, it must be because you are in the way. Now you hand over the power obediently. Why would he bother you when he is so full? And he will be known as unfilial...
Although Ms. Cao is a hero among women, she is no match for Mr. Wen. She was deceived by him and used both soft and hard tactics. She no longer had any strength. She just cried on the bedside: "Please take care of me..."
"I dare you, a humble minister, to fail to do your best." Wen Yanbo saluted deeply, turned around and left, leaving only Empress Cao who was crying in tears.
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Coming out of the Imperial Study Room, Feng Jing finally couldn't help but say something fair, "Did your husband go too far just now?" Feng Zhuangyuan was a humble gentleman, so naturally he couldn't stand this kind of bullying of an old widow.
Only then did Wen Yanbo sigh and tell the truth, "There is no shop like this after passing this village. It will be extremely difficult to go back to Yuxi in the future..."
Feng Zhuangyuan suddenly realized, yes, the inner court and the outer court are two different worlds. Today is a very special situation, and only ministers can see the queen. Once today is over, anything can only be conveyed through palace people and official documents. I can’t even see the imperial seal!
"Things must be done according to authority. It's because the lower official is pedantic." Feng Zhuangyuan apologized.
"It doesn't matter." Wen Yanbo said seriously: "Go ahead and declare the decree!"
"Yes!" Feng Jing responded in a deep voice.
The two came to the bedside of Emperor Daxing. Wen Yanbo Surong said to the ministers: "Please listen carefully, I will read out the imperial edict." After speaking, he took a step forward, opened the imperial edict in his hand, cleared his throat and said in a deep voice. :
"The edict is with Zhao Shu, King of Jin. I don't hesitate. You, the emperor, do it. You have to follow the etiquette and follow the instructions of the officials. You must rely on the assistance of all the ministers, use the wise and the capable, do nothing idle, and protect the emperor's legacy!"
This edict actually lacked the word 'Queen Mother' compared to the version dictated by Empress Cao just now. Naturally, it was Wen Xianggong and Feng Jing who had tampered with it... Feng Jing wrote two different edicts under Wen Yanbo's instruction.
And what Xianggong Wen showed to Empress Cao twice was the same one! In the end, he deceived the old woman... This was really a trivial trick for the unscrupulous Xianggong Wen, but he made Empress Cao listen to politics behind the curtain.
The power was also wiped out, allowing Zhao Shu to develop his ambitions after succeeding to the throne, and completely clearing the obstacles!
After hearing the decree, the ministers shouted long live, but only Zhao Zongshi stood up and stumbled out...
"Stop him!" Tang Jie said loudly, but Wen Yanbo stopped him, shaking his head and saying: "The official family has died..."
"This..." Tang Jie paused immediately. Yes, it would be no problem to arrest Zhao Zongshi, but in this way, the official would become an emperor who was murdered by his son and died in dishonor. This pair of officials who had been benevolent throughout their lives would
Say, it’s really cruel!
"How can we let this thief go?" But if we let him go just like that, it would be unreasonable!
"Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. Let him be..." Wen Yanbo held the edict in his hand, so naturally he had the final say in everything. "An official will be kind throughout his life, so he will probably think so."
"It's too easy for him!" Everyone was indignant, but they couldn't resist.
"Everyone, if you do any unrighteousness, you will be punished! Don't worry about those evil obstacles. We have matters ten thousand times more important," Wen Yanbo said in a deep voice, "Concerning the funeral of Emperor Daxing!"
"Yes." All the ministers bowed together.
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In that room, Zhao Zongshi stumbled out of Funing Hall. Wang Gongchen and Wu Kui were still waiting in front of Huitong Gate. When they saw him coming out in mourning clothes, they felt their hearts pounding and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty,
,how's it going?"
Zhao Zongshi stood still, tilted his head, stared at the two of them for a long time, and suddenly showed an idiotic smile and said: "Are you calling me? I am not a prince, I am the God of Morality and Guangfa! You two monsters, when you see me
If you don't kneel down yet, be careful I'll use the demon mirror to catch you!" He said with bared teeth and cracked mouth as if he was about to pounce.
The two of them were dumbfounded and quickly moved away. Zhao Zongshi ignored them, turned around, and walked out crazily. As he walked, he shouted loudly: "I am the Heavenly Lord of Morality and Guangfa. I fly in the clouds and mist. I am not in the three realms. I am not here."
Five Elements!”
Wang Gongchen wanted to pull him away, but Wu Kui stopped him and said dejectedly: "We can't protect ourselves, why should we care about what he does?"
When Wang Gongchen heard this, the last trace of luck in his heart was gone. His feet were trembling and he couldn't stand. He fell to the ground and his crotch was wet...
This real outsider of Donghua Gate, who sang with the title of Number One Scholar, doesn’t seem to be a good guy...
In that compartment, Zhao Zongshi was crazy, with disheveled hair, and ran out of Xuandemen screaming strangely. His bodyguards and entourage had already received the letter, and hurried forward, without further explanation, stuffed him into the carriage and took him back to the house.
This scene was seen by two people who were watching coldly from a distance. One of them was a tall and handsome man, but his eyes flickered too fast and said, "Are you crazy?"
Another handsome young man with a sickly face coughed twice and said, "Just pretending. I thought he would maintain his final dignity and die with dignity. I didn't expect that he would have the guts to do it but not have the guts to die... It's shameful."
"Haha." The tall man said with a smile: "Brother Yuanze, isn't he angry? He has been unable to intervene since last night and has not made any achievements. Isn't this just giving you a chance?"
"It's you, Lu Jifu, who wants to make a contribution," the sick man coughed twice and said calmly: "That's right. You have been undercover for Zhao Zongshi for several years, but you have done nothing for the King of Jin. Instead, you have become Zhao Zongshi's celebrity. Anyone else would feel guilty.
.”
"Yuan Ze said this, and he is unjustly accusing me to death." The tall man was naturally Lu Huiqing. Hearing this, his face did not turn red and he said: "If I hadn't tipped off the news, I'm afraid Mr. Wen would have been late to Xuandemen. What would have been the result?
do not know either……"
"Haha..." The sick man was naturally Wang Yu. He sneered and did not answer. He was well aware of Lu Huiqing's attempt to take sides, but now the overall situation has been decided and he has to focus on the future of the court. Lu Huiqing
After finding out the details of Zhao Zongshi's party clearly, in the future when King Jin ascends to the throne and wants to eradicate King Lu's party, Lu Huiqing will definitely be reused.
And if father wants to show off his talents, he cannot do without a very capable but unscrupulous helper like Lu Huiqing...
Separating from Wang Yu, Lu Huiqing returned to Prince Lu's mansion. The people in the mansion were panicking when they saw the prince coming back crazy, and they all asked him what happened. Lu Huiqing remained silent and went straight to the back house of the prince's mansion.
Then they saw Zhao Zongshi running around the yard with his bare feet and hair disheveled, making ghost noises. Princess Gao and others were chasing after him while crying.
"Sigh." Lu Huiqing looked at it coldly for a while, sighed, and said to Zhao Zongshi: "My lord, stop pretending, it's useless. Really crazy people can't feel itching. When the time comes, the imperial doctor will only need to put a needle on your itchy point.
You can test the authenticity..."
Zhao Zongshi was still dancing, but his movements became slower and slower. Finally, he fell to the ground, raised his head and cried loudly. His cries were heartbreaking and penetrated the sky!
Lu Huiqing's light words broke Zhao Zongshi's luck and made him lose the courage to pretend to be crazy.
That night, Zhao Zongshi and his wife drank poisonous wine and committed suicide...
But no one cared about his life or death, because the imperial court finally announced the death of official Zhao Zhen Daxing!
When the people of Bianjing heard this, they were so distressed that they wore sackcloth and wore mourning. They went on strike and cried in the streets for days. Even beggars and children burned paper money and cried in front of the palace. The people mourned their emperor, and the smoke of burning paper money filled Bianjing.
The sky above Beijing is so dark that there is no light!
This was not the first time that the Song Dynasty welcomed an emperor, but the previous three times combined were far less than this scene of grief for the mountains and rivers and the mourning of all the people.
When some people are around you, you don't realize how valuable they are. Only once you lose them will you realize how important they are like a fish losing water. How unbearable his departure is...
Wherever official obituary notices were delivered, cries filled the sky and smoke filled the air. Even people from the Liao Kingdom gathered near and far to weep and mourn after hearing the news.
At that time, Yelu Hongji, the Lord of the Liao Dynasty, was in Xiongzhou. After hearing the news and bidding farewell, the King of Jin held his hands and cried, "My dear brother has lost his father, and I have lost my respect. My uncle's teachings will never be forgotten!"
After returning to the Liao Kingdom, Yelu Hongji was still grieving hard. He buried the royal clothes given to him by the officials in a tomb, held memorial ceremonies year after year, and asked the queen to write a poem of condolences:
"If the farmers and mulberry trees are not disturbed, they will be able to grow crops every year, and even if the generals on the side are ineffective, they will not be able to do it."
Forty-two years have been like sleeping in a dream, the spring breeze blowing tears through Zhaoling.’
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Seven days later, it will be the first seven days of Emperor Daxing.
The wind and snow in Bianjing City is now nothing but snow. People are wearing mourning all over the city and paper money is flying, just like the heavy snow below.
Early that morning, under the escort of the Japanese army, Zhao Shu finally returned to Bianjing in a dusty journey. Without daring to stay for a moment, he hurried into the city and went straight to the palace.
After crossing the Zhouqiao Bridge and stepping onto the Imperial Street, I saw thousands of Bianjing civil and military officials, nobles and princes, all wearing green robes and horns, lining up along both sides of the Imperial Street from in front of Xuande Gate to my eyes.
An imperial chariot with a filial piety cloth was parked quietly on the imperial street. Seeing this scene, he was a little stunned.
"Every official welcomes the new emperor!" Honglu Temple officials sang loudly, so loudly.
Thousands of civil and military nobles bowed down in unison and said in unison: "Welcome the new king!"
Zhao Shu came back to his senses, but his eyes searched the crowd. Finally, he saw the person he was looking for and stretched out his hand to him without hesitation.
The man had no choice but to walk out of the crowd and come to Zhao Shu to pay homage. However, he supported him, held his hand tightly and said, "Chen Aiqing, accompany me on this journey!"
"I don't dare..." Chen Ke couldn't help but said with a bitter face.
"You deserve this!" Zhao Shu refused to say anything and pulled him onto the chariot.
Li Xian quickly put up a step stool and asked Xinjun and Chen Xueshie to board the car.
The royal chariot drove slowly towards Xuandemen, and the officials roared: "Long live! Long live! Long live!"
"Zhong Fang, don't you have anything to say to me?" Zhao Shu suddenly asked Chen Ke, listening to the roar of the mountains and the tsunami.
"Please, Your Majesty, please don't forget your past ambition to reach the top of the clouds, and return to Yan Yun as soon as possible!" Chen Ke said slowly but firmly.
"Unwavering determination!" Zhao Shu said word by word.
In this mountain cry that shook the sky, the clouds for many days finally dispersed, and the golden light of the morning sun shone on the Song Dynasty and Bianjing City, and finally converged on the pair of monarchs and ministers in the imperial chariot...
I have something to say in my heart, I will sort out my thoughts tomorrow... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (To be continued.)