Chapter 397: 397 destiny
Chapter 397 Chapter 397 Destiny
All the married women have different thoughts and considerations.
Mrs. Andinghou, Concubine Li, Princess Duanjun and others only felt that they had nothing to lose; those ladies who did not intend to get involved in the selection of concubines just thought it was a good show; sisters Shen Zhi and Mrs. Mu Guogong They exchanged glances with each other, not hiding the joy on their faces...
No matter what everyone thinks, Empress Dowager Yin's attitude has been stated openly. She has no intention of choosing a concubine for the new emperor. The female relatives present were also sensible people, and no one dared to mention the matter of choosing a concubine, so as not to offend others.
After a brief silence, the lady of the house, who was eloquent and good at dancing, took the initiative to stir up the conversation and liven up the atmosphere. Some people complimented the Queen Mother for a while, and flattered Shen Qianchen for a while. Soon, the scene became lively again, with people talking and laughing. Yan couldn't see the discord between them at all.
When it was almost time, a middle-aged chamberlain came to remind Queen Mother Yin and Shen Qianchen that it was almost time and the banquet was about to begin.
Then, a group of female family members surrounded the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and headed towards the Baohe Hall in a huge procession.
Today's palace banquet will be held in the Baohe Hall. This is the first palace banquet after the new emperor ascended the throne. Therefore, officials from the Ministry of Rites, Honglu Temple and Guanglu Temple are all in preparation.
The Baohe Hall was decorated with splendor and solemnity. After all the civil and military officials and ladies took their seats, the sound of ritual music sounded on time at the auspicious time, accompanied by the high-pitched and high-pitched voice of the chamberlain:
"The Emperor has arrived!"
"The Queen Mother is here!"
"The Queen is here!"
Everyone hurriedly saluted, the men bowed and bowed, and the women bowed their knees and performed the Wanfu salute to welcome the arrival of the Emperor and the Queen Mother.
Most people bowed their heads in a polite manner, especially the officials who did not dare to move rashly in such a formal occasion. On the contrary, a few female relatives could not bear it and could not help but secretly raise their eyes to see the emperor and empress, and happened to catch a glimpse of her. The emperor and empress clasped their hands together.
The woman's small palm was completely grasped by the man, and this intimacy required no words.
Isn't it true that the new emperor indulges the queen too much? !
Madam Andinghou, Princess Duanjun and others were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. In extreme shock, they forgot to lower their heads for a moment.
As for those officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple who watched with their own eyes how the new emperor helped the queen to the throne at the enthronement ceremony, they were no longer surprised at this time and just pretended that they were blind and saw nothing.
The palace banquet that followed was lively and festive. Although there was no singing and dancing, there was no shortage of wine and food. As they drank and drank, everyone's faces were stained with a hint of drunkenness, and their faces were all flushed.
The palace has not been so lively for a long time. Even the palace banquet held on the first day of the first lunar month of this year was slightly inferior. The atmosphere in the air became different. Everyone's eyes were bright and sparkling. Full of expectations for the future.
However, Marquis Anding, Princess Duanjun and others were a little distracted and had no idea what they were eating. They glanced in the direction of the empress from time to time, not knowing what they had eaten.
The palace banquet ended at the end of the day. The emperor and the queen mother left the banquet first, and everyone respectfully saw them off below.
The young couple first sent Queen Mother Yin back to Shouning Palace, but were dismissed by Queen Mother Yin before they entered:
"You two have been tired for a long day, go back and rest quickly!"
"The days are long. From now on, our family of three will live together. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to fulfill your filial piety."
"Let's go, let's go."
Under the urging of the Queen Mother, the young couple held hands and walked out of the courtyard gate of Shouning Palace.
As Shen Qianchen walked away, he couldn't help but coquettishly said to Gu Jue, "I'm so tired."
She lazily yawned again. She no longer had the grace of the palace banquet, only the coquettishness of a girl remained.
Gu Jue: "Should I carry you?"
Shen Qianchen: "No."
Gu Jue: "Shall I hug you?"
Shen Qianchen: "No."
Gu Jue: "Jianyu?"
Shen Qianchen: "No."
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Although Amber and the others behind them were far away, the wind still carried their conversation to their ears.
Amber sighed deeply in her heart: The new emperor's behavior was not pampering his daughter-in-law. He was just raising a daughter, and he was raising her as the apple of his eye.
In the midst of the conversation between the two, they walked leisurely back to Qianqing Palace.
After countless "no"s, Shen Qianchen finally replied "yes" and sat obediently in front of the dressing table while Gu Jue removed her hairpins and bun.
Her hair was dark, thick and long, and the bun she wore today was more complicated than usual. It was inevitable that some of her hair was tangled together. Gu Jue carefully helped her straighten her hair and asked her from time to time:
"Does this hurt?"
"It hurts. Tell me."
"It's almost done."
“…”
It took two cups of tea just to remove her bun and comb her hair. Shen Qianchen put his hands on his knees, his posture extremely obedient.
She stared at the man behind her through the bronze mirror with a smile. She could see his caution, his cherishment, and his care, and she felt extremely satisfied.
At this time, his fingertips accidentally brushed her scalp, and she suddenly felt a numb shiver rolling down her spine, and her jade-like cheeks suddenly turned red.
"It hurts?" Gu Jue thought he had hurt her.
Shen Qianchen quickly shook his head, then rubbed his head against his chest, and said in a soft voice, "I'm happy!"
The tail of her words rose slightly, like a cat that was pampered by its owner, restlessly rubbing and stroking him.
At this time, Shen Qianchen had taken off his heavy coat and was only wearing a frosty white middle coat. When she rubbed against him, her flawless white neck became longer and longer, creating a beautiful and soft arc along her shoulders.
The fragrance escaping from her body penetrated his nose.
Gu Jue used his palm to restrain the back of her head to stop her from rubbing her head, and said word by word: "I'm happy too."
His cold voice became deep and hoarse, with a bit of sultry charm.
He was glad to have met her.
He was very happy that he could hold her hand and the two of them sit on the throne together, letting the world know that he was her husband and she was his wife.
While he was happy, Gu Jue felt that it was really fatal.
Why hasn't his little girl grown up yet?
His back became tighter and tighter, and he told himself for the first time in his heart that it was almost over.
Sunlight poured in through the transparent glass windows, coating the two people embracing with a layer of bright gold powder.
The entire palace became quiet as the banquet ended, and the birds that had been hiding from sight began to appear again, chirping, seeming to be talking, and seeming to be cheering.
From the palace to every corner of the capital, there was a lively and noisy scene.
Different from the hustle and bustle outside, the place outside Baiyun Temple has always been quiet, with no sound of firecrackers and no cheers to celebrate the new emperor's enthronement.
But even so, Chu Qianhuang in the wing knew that Gu Jue's enthronement ceremony was over.
A few days ago, when she went to the Dharma Hall to listen to the lectures by the monks in the temple, she heard several monks mention that Gu Jue was enthroned today and that Baiyun Temple was giving porridge to celebrate.
Chu Qianhuang looked at the blue sky outside the window, and the monk's shout could be heard faintly outside: "Hurry up, the porridge in front of us is almost gone! We have to make up for it quickly."
"Coming, coming."
The monk's voice left just as quickly as it came, fading away with the rapid footsteps.
Separated by a wall, it seems like there are two worlds, one light and one dark.
In the room, Chu Qianhuang's fingertips were pinched **** his fingertips, his eyes as dark as the sea on a stormy night.
She has been locked up in Baiyun Temple for half a month.
At first, she was looking forward to the opportunity to escape, but even in the temple, she was always being watched by someone. She could not go anywhere except the wing and the Dharma hall; once she walked out of the wing, she could not leave the rough place. The sight range of the envoy's mother-in-law and several Xuanjia Army officers.
Her daily life was to listen to sutras, listen to sutras, listen to sutras, eat simple meals without any meat, and then have to copy sutras in her room every day. If she didn't copy, they would find other ways to punish her.
She had been miserable for the past half month.
With no information, she had no idea what was going on outside. No one would take the initiative to tell her, and no one would talk to her. All she knew was what she accidentally heard mentioned by the monks.
Before today, she thought that the general trend would not change. She thought that something would definitely happen during this period to bring Daqi's future back to its original track.
However, Gu Jue actually ascended the throne.
Gu Jue did not support any prince to ascend to the throne, but ascended to the throne himself.
Until this moment, Chu Qianhuang still felt strange and unbelievable.
She couldn't help but have doubts: had she really passed through a novel? ! Or, something is blinding her, making her see a false future, or...
Thinking about it, Chu Qianhuang felt her forehead begin to ache, throbbing, making it impossible for her to think calmly.
She has been thinking alone for half a month, and her mind is still very confused. Chu Qianhuang stood there motionless for a long time, then suddenly turned around and strode to the desk.
The light in the room was not very good. There was a candlestick burning on the desk. The candlelight illuminated the desk. In the middle of the desk was a half-copied Buddhist scripture. In addition to pens, inks, paper and inkstones, there were stacks of "Ksitigarbha Sutra" next to it. ", "Diamond Sutra" and other scriptures.
Chu Qianhuang picked up a wolf-brush pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write down her dreams bit by bit according to the timeline, sorting out some of the events shown in the dreams.
At first, the dream was exactly the same as reality, until last spring, some things started to slightly deviate. Later, the deviation became bigger and bigger, and step by step, we reached the current situation.
Chu Qianhuang was writing and reviewing at the same time. If she couldn't finish one piece of paper, she would write the second, third, fourth... Occasionally she would draw a wavy line on certain events, and occasionally she would look back. Tear up a few of them.
Fragments of paper on the ground flew down like catkins and scattered all over the floor.
Half an hour later, Chu Qianhuang finally threw away the pen in his hand, holding one of the pieces of paper tightly with his slender fingers, and his eyes fell on a certain line of words.
She stared at the words "Gu Jue's death date" with burning eyes, as if the piece of paper was about to be ignited by the flame in her eyes.
The candlelight was swaying by the wind blowing from the window, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, making her eyes and expression unpredictable.
There should be no doubt that this novel takes Uhagalou as the protagonist.
In the past, Chu Qianhuang never paid too much attention to the differences between reality and dreams. After all, this was Daqi's business.
These differences were just the slight fluttering of her wings as a butterfly, which caused some people and things in Daqi to change, nothing more.
For Wuhejialou, going to Daqi as an envoy was only a short experience in his life. One more person in Daqi died or a damned person survived, which would not affect the overall situation at all.
After all, the plot about Uhagalou was not affected:
For example, Uhadura usurped the throne and ascended the throne;
For example, Wuhejialou was hunted down and his whereabouts were unknown after that...
Therefore, Chu Qianhuang always felt that Wuhejialou must not be dead. He must be dormant somewhere she doesn't know. One day, he will be restored and the throne that belongs to him will be taken back!
Chu Qianhuang firmly believed in this, and she persuaded herself in this way countless times when she was shaken.
But the premise for all this to happen is that the Emperor of Da Qi is Gu Lang, and it must be Gu Lang.
In the novel, Emperor Gu Lang of Da Qi is a narrow-minded waste who is obsessed with immortality.
After the death of Chen King Gu Jue, Gu Lang became more and more mediocre without anyone to restrain him. He deposed the prince, favored the Taoist priests, and allowed those Taoist priests who deceived the public to stir up trouble in the court. However, in just a few years, the great As the sun sets over Qi Jiangshan, the building is about to collapse.
Later, Wuhejialou personally led Nanhao's army across the river and went north, fighting all the way to the capital.
According to the description of the novel, Wuhejialou was a versatile man in both civil and military affairs, and he was a **** in the use of soldiers. He was the son of destiny bestowed by heaven on the Hao Kingdom. He was destined to climb to the top of Mount Tai, unify the north and south, and become the emperor of the ages!
To put it harshly, it was also the foolish king Gu Lang who achieved Wuhejialou's grand hegemony.
But now, the history of Daqi has completely changed.
Gu Lang died and Gu Jue took the throne. When he took control of the Qi Dynasty, would Wuhejialou still be able to unify the north and the south?
Even Chu Qianhuang couldn't answer this question.
Whether it is the description in the novel or judging from some things she has heard this year, Gu Jue is an amazingly talented person. In the novel, his death is like that of Hou Huo Qubing, the champion who died young in history, leaving a tragic mark.
Even when Wu Hejialou recalled Gu Jue, he would praise him as "Congo is good at making decisions and can make big plans."
When thinking about Gu Jue at this time, Chu Qianhuang couldn't help but sigh, maybe the dead are perfect.
Gu Jue in the novel seems to have suffered some hidden injury in the North, but was not forced into the palace. In the end, he died young, so the impression he left on the world was only his illustrious military exploits, so everyone praised him, turning him into a flawless white man. The moonlight allows future generations to recall.
Now Gu Jue leads an army to force the palace, so—
Is his secret injury healed, or is he no longer secretly injured at all?
In any case, Gu Jue's ambition has been revealed. Just like Zhu Di, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, his uncle usurped the nephew's position. He is destined to be questioned by future generations in the history books.
Also, Gu Jue would like a woman like Shen Qianchen, and his character is also evident.
Which pot goes with which lid?
Chu Qianhuang lowered the corners of his mouth mockingly and crumpled the piece of tissue paper in his hand into a ball as if to vent his anger.
She raised her hand to throw the paper ball out, but hesitated again, her eyes twinkling.
Then, she quickly unfolded the crumpled paper and spread it flat.
Her eyes looked at the line of words again, this time her eyes lingered on the words "Gu Jue's death" repeatedly.
If you want to revise the plot line, then the only starting point is "Gu Jue's death".
When did Gu Jue die in the novel?
It should be in the last few months.
In other words, the key to the question is, will the current Gu Jue die?
Thinking about it, Chu Qianhuang placed a corner of the tissue paper on the candlelight.
The candle flame ignited the paper at once, swallowing it greedily and quickly, and quickly burned it to ashes.
She raised her hand slightly, and the ashes scattered, flying in the air like black butterflies.
Chu Qianhuang's heart became a little more relaxed.
If Gu Jue dies like in the dream, the plot line will naturally be revised and return to the main line of the novel, then he will probably have a way out.
Yes, that must be the case!
Chu Qianhuang's heartbeat was pounding faster, and she told herself in her heart that maybe she could wait a little longer.
She believes that she will not travel this time for no reason. Her journey must be valuable and have a mission.
Her originally chaotic heart gradually began to calm down, like a pool of still water under the sun.
Waves of warm wind blew in through the window again. The wind came with the unique smell of cigarettes in the temple. One after another, it blew on the stacks of scriptures on the desk. The pages turned over one by one in the wind, making a roar. The sound of crashing.
There was a faint sound of chanting sutras coming from outside.
There was a solemn and dignified atmosphere in the air.
Looking at the scriptures turning pages automatically in the wind, Chu Qianhuang suddenly remembered a fragment from the novel:
Although Uhagalou suffered a national upheaval, and his father and brothers were all slaughtered by his uncle Uhadura, he had practiced Buddhism since childhood and practiced in the temple for many years. Even if he encountered great changes, he still maintained his Buddhist heart and did not change. Become a murderer.
When he broke through the capital of Da Qi, all the Imperial Guards of Da Qi abandoned their weapons and surrendered, kneeling in submission.
That night, the chanting of Buddhist sutras resounded throughout the capital, and the light of Buddha enveloped the world.
"...Buddha's light envelopes the world." Chu Qianhuang muttered the last sentence silently, and then looked out the window. The sunset was setting in the west, and the burning clouds dyed the sky red, like a fire.
The sun sets little by little, and the moon rises.
This night became particularly lively because there was no curfew. Some people set off fireworks in the middle of the night, and the bright and colorful fireworks illuminated the dark night sky.
On the second day, when the sky just turned white, the capital woke up from its sleep. The first people to go out were probably the courtiers rushing to attend the morning court.
The morning dynasty started again after a month's suspension. This was also the first morning dynasty after the new emperor ascended the throne.
The civil and military officials gathered below the Jinluan Hall were somewhat nervous.
Since the death of the late Emperor Gu Lang, Gu Jue has already begun to deal with government affairs. However, all information about government affairs is first handed over to the cabinet, which will be handled by the cabinet before being reported to Gu Jue.
During that time, other people basically had no chance to come into contact with Gu Jue. They just did their own thing diligently and fearfully every day, and at the same time, they used some of Gu Jue's opinions to judge and guess his behavior.
The running-in between monarch and minister always takes time.
Because it is the first morning court of the new emperor, most people are waiting and watching. Not many people come out to report things, and they are putting off all the things that can be postponed. Therefore, today's morning court is still free.
After three or four ministers reported some minor and minor matters, no one came forward.
There was silence in the hall for a while.
Then, Yang Xuanshan, the Minister of Rites, came out in front of everyone and mentioned something that had been hidden in his heart for more than ten days: "The emperor has no children, and heirs are related to the country."
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Gu Jue who was sitting on the throne in front of him.
Throughout the dynasties, emperors have adopted concubines not only to extend their bloodline, but also to strengthen the relationship with their noble courtiers, so that important ministers can be used by them, and they can also use this to make arrangements in the court and allow the courtiers to restrict each other.
As an emperor, you must not only know how to govern the country, but also know how to govern and control your ministers. Taking a concubine is also one of them.
This is Yu Jun.
Yu Chen also has benefits.
Once the daughters of courtiers have the opportunity to enter the palace to serve the king, and if they can be favored and give birth to a prince, they may one day "go to heaven".
From then on, one person attained enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.
Therefore, all the officials were very concerned about this matter and wanted to see what the new emperor meant by choosing a concubine.
Some officials' minds have become active.
In their opinion, as soon as Gu Jue ascended the throne, he would probably not hold a large-scale selection ceremony to avoid being blamed. They would usually select concubines from the noble families of courtiers, so these newcomers would be able to get a status as soon as they entered the palace.
(End of chapter)