Chapter 330 (1/2)
Three years after the national funeral, the subjects stopped all the wedding banquets.
Generally speaking, it has become a common practice for the empress and his concubine to be buried and followed after the death of the emperor. The former Emperor specifically ordered the old minister to take the queen and his beloved imperial concubine to enjoy happiness with him in the paradise.
However, in his son's imperial edict of Emperor Wen, for the first time, he was exempted from the funeral ceremony which seemed to be kind but cruel.
More than that, the puppet emperor was in charge of a secret guard subordinate to the king. Through the hands of the old eunuch, all of them were handed over to Lin Lang. Although emperor Jingwen didn't care about things, he was not a fool. However, his hidden card face was never easily revealed to others, and the courtiers naturally regarded him as an irresistible fighter.
If it was not for the jade dragon brocade imperial edict, all the ministers would have been concealed by the ill rice emperor.
This time, Emperor Jingwen left everything she could think of to Lin Lang, so that she would not fall into a helpless situation.
The minds of ministers are complicated. I thought it was a tame domestic animal, but suddenly one day it showed its ferocious claws and teeth. Only then did they know that the other party had been dormant for many years. The appearance of a little white rabbit was just to relax your vigilance and play with you.
At the thought of this, all the ministers felt cold.
Jingwendi is playing a pig eating a tiger. What kind of cruel role is his queen? A grassland girl with no power, Emperor Jingwen has such a plan to push her to the temples of all the people in the world?
Jinluan hall, the dragon head chair, all the time can be counted out by the Xiao Xiong who can sit safely.
Why does he think that a weak woman can open up and stir up the storm?
The ministers speculated one after another. On May 19, Lin Lang changed her simple and pure filial piety clothes. Behind her, there were civil and military officials headed by the Yan Family and his son.
The position of the emperor's funeral procession is very particular, first of all, the banner bearers, followed by the honor guard, the emperor's coffin and the officers and men of the three armies. After that, a dynasty ranked from top to bottom. According to the Convention of Daqing, the empress dowager, Empress and concubines should retreat to the rank of officials and princes.
But the people in Yunjing really opened their eyes this time.
Before the fierce civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, a slender figure became the focus of attention.
The black hair that grows to the waist has neither hair nor hairpin. It is dressed like a hundred officials, and only a wisp of snow-white silk ribbon is wrapped around the forehead.
This spectacle has never been seen, never heard of.
Some old people are in a trance and think of the funeral scene of the late emperor's death. At that time, Emperor Jingwen, who was under the age of 16, dressed himself in mourning clothes. The little emperor was pale and crumbling, which made people worry about the future of the country.
Now, it's replaced by a young woman.
After the establishment of the emperor, the court set off a bloodbath.
What's more strange is that, as the head of the hundred officials, the Duke of Yan and Yan Shizi, who was in charge of the three armies, kept a silent attitude towards this special situation.
Many ministers do not dare to interview to explore the Yan family father and son's mind, some people who know the truth from the Li family to ask for information.
Is it not to push his daughter into the fire pit to be emperor in the body of a woman? On the surface, Li Fu pretended to be ignorant, but in fact, he was so worried that his mouth was full of fire.
Lin Lang summoned him once.
Out of the Jinluan hall, Li Fu, who was in turmoil, almost fell down. Fortunately, the old eunuch who was guarding outside the hall helped him quickly.
”Thank you very much! Thank you very much Li Fu was incoherent.
”Be careful, my Lord.”
The old eunuch said in a low voice, ”we are at the top of the storm now. Adults must take good care of themselves.”
The matter of emperor has not yet been decided. It is not good for an old eunuch to be called his majesty directly, so as not to provoke criticism. But now Lin Lang's identity is peculiar, and it is not appropriate to call his wife. In a compromise, he thinks of the title of ”everyone”.
Li Fu's heart a Lin, respectfully arched the fist, ”father-in-law's point is.”
The old eunuch saw Li Fu walking down the stairs in his purple imperial suit and looked up slightly. The sky was too blue.
Looking around, the imperial city is covered with gold glazed tiles, paved with white jade crystal steps, red flags, and strict weather. But no one thought that one day, there will be a new hostess here. She is young and beautiful, not even 20 years old.
Beauty blooming in the strong side, can be peony, peony is Begonia.
But the old eunuch couldn't imagine what kind of flowers the emperor was.
One day, the calm situation of dark waves was suddenly broken.
When the Duke of Yan came to the palace to meet him, the people in the palace almost trembled and brought the man with power to Linlang.
The other side looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
”How can I call you? Your majesty, empress Or, um Madame. ”
There was a faint, hoarse, unprovoked evocation of his epilogue.
The maids, one by one, were in the shape of ostriches, their heads buried deep in their chests, and they wished to tear a slit in the ground and drill in.It's a terrible affair!
They know that they are so infatuated that they have lost seven souls and that they are rebellious and tamper with the destiny of heaven. But they really didn't expect that everyone should be so brave that even the extremely hot Duke of Yan was also accepted as a minister under his skirt. Compared with the gentle and kind-hearted son of heaven, the Duke of Yan is a real generation of wolves, tigers and leopards. Isn't she worried that she will be gnawed to the bone?
”My Lord, please. I don't mind.”
The skirt of the lake green twinkling lotus fluttered in the breeze. She ordered people to set up the tea set and make tea by herself. A beautiful Phoenix nodded three times.
The Duke of Yan took a sip. The tea was delicious and mellow.