Chapter 575: The emperor
Chapter 575 The Unused Emperor
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
On the eve of offering sacrifices to the Taimiao Temple, Xu Mingyi was walking in the garden of the town’s government office for digestion.
It's just that it is not her who needs to digest, but the big bird following her.
Dinner is used by the whole family, and it is of course indispensable. During the dinner, I don’t know if the bird has sensed anything. He ate his head and ate a good dinner, and told it to eat out on the execution ground. The meaning comes before the decapitation meal.
As for the matter of supporting herself, Tianmu also knew in his heart, and this time he would follow her honestly.
Autumn night is cool, and walking like this is also pleasant.
Xu Mingyi raised his head and looked over his head. On the faint blue night, the stars were densely packed, and under closer inspection, there were a few faintly flickering stars, which was really beautiful.
"Yes, the old slave has written it down..."
After walking out a trail, Xu Mingyi could hear a low voice.
The other party also came in her direction, and they met face to face after not walking a few steps.
"Father."
Xu Mingyi blessed the body.
Xu Jin responded with a smile, and the old servant behind him saluted Xu Mingyi: "Girl."
Xu Mingyi nodded: "Uncle Yun."
"Zhaozhao also come for a walk?" Xu Jin asked with a smile, his face like a big cat's cheeks was gentle like a day for ten years. This look is nothing surprising, but it has the invisibly soothing power. , When you get close to him, it gives people a sense of relaxation that "everything is small"—
At this time, he looked at his daughter with a smile, and said, "If there is nothing wrong, let's walk with my father."
"Okay." A smile appeared on Xu Mingyi's face.
The father and daughter talked slowly as they walked.
Tomorrow is the most important time, but the atmosphere between father and daughter at this time is particularly leisurely.
"Is Zhao Zhao reluctant to leave home?" Xu Jin asked, looking across the scenery in front of him.
"There are some." Xu Mingyi said: "But only a few."
In her previous life, she married Ning Yang and lost her family. Only then did she really leave home—
And this time, she didn't leave alone.
Xu Jin smiled and nodded, seeming to understand what her daughter hadn’t finished speaking, and said: “The place where you have a family is home. You can see Mingshi and your second uncle tomorrow.”
Listening to his casual and determined tone, Xu Mingyi couldn't help being a little curious: "Is father not afraid of accidents?"
Even though arrangements have been repeated everywhere, the risks of tomorrow’s affairs are still great, but if one link goes wrong, waiting for them will be the worst.
"Fat and drink, what's so terrible about having a father and a girl?" Xu Jin answered more casually.
Xu Mingyi glanced at his father and joked: "You don't worry about everything."
Xu Jin asked with a smile: "Who makes my father and my daughters so capable?"
is to be a rice worm, and that has to be qualified. This is called capital!
Uncle Yun who followed behind also smiled.
This picture seems very common, as is the laughter, as if everything is quiet and good, but this is not the case when it falls in Xu Mingyi's ears at this time.
Tomorrow's plan dictated that Yun Bo and the others would not be able to follow along.
She slowed down two steps, her voice was very soft but solemn: "For the next thing, I will work hard for Uncle Yun."
"Where are you talking about the girl? These are just things that belong to the old slave." When Yun Bo was young, he also followed the blood and rain of Zhen Guo Gong through the **** wind. At this time, he assured him in a relaxed tone: "The girl and the old man. Just do big things, family affairs, and trust them to the old slaves."
Now that he is too old, he can't rush ahead with the general. Fortunately, he still has some usefulness, and he can still help with family affairs.
Xu Mingyi looked at the old man, and his heart was touched: "Uncle Yun can trust me and grandfather?"
"That's natural!" Yun Bo replied decisively and simply.
To say something awkward, it’s already this moment. The old lady and the girl don’t have to worry about the life and death of these people, but in order to protect them as much as possible and for the arrival of this day, the uncle started six months ago. Set out to prepare a countermeasure.
"Okay, then Uncle Yun is waiting for us." Xu Mingyi repeated: "In any case, we must wait for us to come back."
"Yes, yes." Yun Bo replied repeatedly: "Don't worry, girl, the old slave will stabilize the situation, so that everyone can rest assured that they are waiting for us."
At the last meal, he said solemnly: "But I ask the girl and the old lady to do everything within their power, if there is a way, and if there is no way, there is no need to risk it. But all the people in our family wait for it to sweep the floor. The servants also know some truth. If something bad happens for people like us, that's the last thing everyone wants to see."
The lives of people like them are worthless, and the old lady and the girl still have important things to do. It is not worth it to take risks for them.
Xu Mingyi didn’t respond to this, but just smiled and asked: “The army hasn’t moved, why are you talking about dejection?”
Uncle Yun was startled, he smiled ashamedly: "Yes...I'm so confused, and I don't like what I said. Please forgive me, girl."
said again: "The girl and the old man will be safe and peaceful, everything goes well..."
While talking, he fumbled something out of his arms and handed it to the girl: "This is what the old slave has been playing with without any problems these days. If the girl doesn't dislike it, she will take it with her, just as a good luck... "
Xu Mingyi took it, and saw it was a small wooden sword carved from peach wood, but it was the size of a palm and the texture was very delicate. Uncle Yun's hands are very skillful. She got many small gadgets that he carved by herself when she was young, and she still keeps them properly.
"Thank you, Uncle Yun." Xu Mingyi smiled and held things in his hands.
She will definitely take it with her.
...
At the beginning of the day, Xu Mingyi stood up as usual.
The servants in Town Guogong’s mansion also started sweeping everywhere, and steaming steam rose in the kitchen, everything was in order, just like every ordinary morning in the past.
In Tai Temple, the surrounding area is much busier than before.
Palace people walked through the halls, preparing for today’s sacrificial matters.
The morning sun slowly rises, and thousands of feet of sunlight are scattered on the glazed tiles, and a layer of almost transparent golden awns rises.
At three quarters chen, the holy is coming.
The emperor’s royal sacrificial clothing and rituals left the palace from the Chengtian Gate, and brought the people into the main south gate of the Taimiao, crossed the Yuhe River through three bridges, and entered the middle gate. Under the auspices of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the three-legged bronze in the courtyard first Burn the incense in the censer and bow down, and then go through the halberd door to the front of the main hall.
Zhen Guogong accompanied the emperor and raised his eyes to the main hall.
The main hall is wide and deep. It is located on the white marble Xumi seat. The beams and pillars are covered with agarwood, and the feet are paved with gold bricks. The corridors are on the left and right sides.
When the first emperor was still alive, he told him that he must be part of the temple, so as to save each other's loneliness. After death, he didn't even talk.
It seems that most of it cannot be done.
He, the so-called hero, is destined to become an adversary.
If the first emperor is really enlightened, knowing his decision, I don’t know what to think about right and wrong.
In any case, he has to do this.
When I really came to see you in the spring, he had to ask the Emperor Xian to punish himself for three cups. His son is a real dog, and he gave birth to such a dog son. His mother’s is not a personal talent. NS?
Zhen Guogong followed Qingming Emperor to worship this talent, and then went to the nave again.
The first emperor’s position is here. After some tedious sacrificial process, the queen mother has begun to show fatigue. Emperor Qingming has a respectful look and said: "If the mother is tired, you might as well go to the Zhaidian to rest..."
The ceremony has been completed. As for the apse to worship the distant ancestor god, the harem concubine does not have to accompany it.
The queen mother nodded and said: "The Ai's family went to the Zhaidian to recite sutras and talked to the Emperor Xian..."
"The court concubine accompanies the mother and the queen to go there." The queen saluted the emperor and said: "The court concubine has left first."
This is the rule. Emperor Qingming didn't realize it was different, but just nodded.
"I'm with Madam too!" The princess Jingrong grabbed the corner of the queen mother's dress and smiled and said: "Madam must have brought sugar candy!"
"..." Several officials couldn't help but look over. Can the princess be cured?
Princess Yufeng tried to resist not showing disgust.
Every time Xie Dingning appeared in front of people, her face would die once.
"Go all, I'll allow it." Emperor Qingming smiled, his tone was close and indulgent, and said to Concubine Rong: "I see Zhang'er just a little bit crying, or hungry, let him go with him."
Rong noble concubine responded, and followed the queen mother with the nanny holding the little prince. He hesitated for a moment, but did not follow to the Zhaidian.
Today until now, she has not found a suitable opportunity. If she goes to the Zhaidian with the Queen Mother, she is afraid that she will not have a chance to approach the emperor before returning to the palace!
The emperor still had to go to the apse to make sacrifices to the gods. According to the past custom, after making sacrifices to the gods, the emperor had to rest in the side hall for a while. There was nothing wrong with discussing the sacrifice with the officials...
Partnership...
Rong noble concubine's mind moved slightly, and on the excuse that the little prince was very hungry, she took a few Gong E and nurses into the palace.
Grandma looked in her eyes, and she always felt something was wrong...It’s not that the empress behaved abnormally today, because it is too normal, so normal, is this really normal?
Grandma can't help but secretly panic-she is afraid that the mother is abnormal, and she is also afraid that the mother is too normal. Is there anything more difficult than her present?
As everyone knows, it really does.
The master of the National Teacher who was with Qingming Emperor's side seemed to be carrying a fairy wind in a Taoist robe, and his gestures were extremely calm.
In my heart, I’m always thinking about it—when will the organization send someone to pick him up and run away? He was ready for everything, and just waited to run!
I can't run away for a while, so I have to continue the show.
Guo Shi came to the apse with Emperor Qingming, lit three incense sticks on the incense, and handed it to the emperor.
With the incense lingering, Emperor Qingming's face was slightly pale.
Or I haven't been walking around for such a long time for a long time. After tossing down for nearly two hours, I smelled the incense everywhere. At this time, I felt a little tight in my chest, and my legs and knees began to tingle.
He took the green incense, insisted and bowed, trying to insert the incense into the censer on the case, but one of his men was shaking and unsteady. superior.
"The emperor...!"
Li Ji exclaimed and hurried forward.
The officials of the Ministry of Rites standing on one side also saw this scene. Compared with the emperor being scalded, whether he was scalded hard or not. What they were more concerned about at this time was—the last incense was just that, could it be scalded? Is this because the emperor is too useless, or the gods are expressing dissatisfaction?
Even though he thought so, he was not good to be too indifferent. When he was about to surround him and question him, he saw Emperor Qingming's figure swayed, and he was about to lose his footing.
Li Ji and Ji Xiu hurriedly helped them.
"Where is the emperor sick?"
It’s not just that you can’t stand up even after being scalded. Obviously, there are other discomforts.
"It's okay... I just feel a little short of breath." Emperor Qingming couldn't ignore the pain that seemed to drill from the bones in his legs, but he could only support him in front of the minister.
"Help your majesty go out and get some breath..."
"Help your majesty to the palace! Xuan Tai doctor!"
—It's just a sacrifice to Meng Qiu, and in the end, the emperor was announced. Can the emperor do it?
At this juncture, the ruler of the country and the health of the dragon will have to account for one if it is not good? Can an emperor who does not touch him still want it?
Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites sighed in his heart.
All ministers Zhang Luo got busy, and Zhen Guogong also showed concern, and accompanied him all the way to the central palace.
Such a sudden situation caused a little turmoil.
It’s a good thing to be chaotic—the Lord Zhen Guo looked up at the sun that had risen to the center, and calculated the time in his mind.
In the companion hall, seeing Emperor Qingming being helped in, Concubine Rong was a little surprised, but an idea came to his mind... Seeing the emperor's appearance, it is undoubtedly a good time to start, is it because God wants to help her?
As long as she can succeed today, once the emperor dies, no one can suppress Xia Tingzhen, and Yuelang will be saved...
The sick prince 's left hand was disabled because he fell into the water before, and even today’s sacrifice was not able to follow him. In the eyes of courtiers, it was already useless, and it was destined to be powerless to fight with her Zhanger.
At that time, Xia Tingzhen will support Zhang'er to ascend the throne, and the court will be under their control...She doesn't have to fear anyone anymore, she and Yuelang will be able to stay together for a long time from now on!
Thinking about this, Concubine Rong hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, what's the matter? But are you tired?"
"I'm fine, I don't have to worry about my concubine..." Emperor Qingming was supported by the servant and sat down in the chair.
Concubine Rong lifted up the enamel teapot and poured a cup of tea, and held it in front of Emperor Qingming: "Your Majesty will have some tea and rest, maybe it will be better..."
The grandmother holding the child saw this scene, and her heart jumped wildly-at such a juncture, but she was so diligent with the emperor, why did the empress completely change her temper?
As the saying goes, there must be demons when things go wrong.
Grandma patted the crying child and retired subconsciously. She always felt that she would not be able to bear the consequences if she stayed any longer...
"Don't cry or cry, let's go there and catch butterflies, okay..." The mother coaxed the child, and quickly walked down the stone steps-let's run away first!
Emperor Qingming has taken the tea cup from Concubine Rong.
"..." Concubine Rong was tight all over, her heart beaten up, and she held her breath.
As long as the emperor can drink this tea... Yue Lang doesn’t have to die!
(End of this chapter)