Devil’s Advent

When the emperor brought everyone to Fengling Hall, other parts of Fengling Hall including the coffin were intact, except for a black mark on the brick surface next to the coffin, which looked like a silhouette of a wild animal.

Pixiu is the totem of the Great Swallow. Yan people believe that it can keep the house safe, so during the Chinese New Year, they like to paste the silhouette of Pixiu on the door panels and windows.

The spirit of Pixiu rushed out, in the end, just to see the former emperor who was about to enter the mausoleum.

In short, it did not cause any other damage.

The emperor led the crowd to pay homage to the former emperor again. Firstly, this etiquette is essential, and secondly, it is to calm everyone's emotions.

immediately,

The emperor said:

"Wei Zhonghe."

"The slave is here."

"What happened today must not be spread out."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the servant understands."

The emperor looked at the important ministers who came with him, and focused on Ping Xihou,

road:

"Surprised all the ministers."

"Your Majesty was frightened, you are guilty."

"The minister is guilty."

"It's okay, I don't think it's a big deal, let's continue to discuss the cabinet affairs."

"Your Majesty, you need to rest..."

"National affairs are important. With this little flamboyance, it's all just to have fun and have fun. How can we delay state affairs?"

"Yes, I will obey the order."

"His Majesty."

"What do you want Ping Xihou to say?"

"I was a little startled just now, and I want to go back and rest."

"Oh? I, Dayan, the military master who has made many military exploits, can't even hold on to this scene?"

"Your Majesty, it's not that I can't hold it, but that I accidentally pulled the old injury."

"Then you go back to the mansion to rest first, and I will send the imperial physician there later."

"My lord, thank you for your grace."

Zheng Fan knew that the emperor took him to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to discuss matters before, because he wanted to hold him back, which meant that Dayan's military was firmly supporting the new emperor.

At the same time, the emperor wanted to use the prestige created by his great achievements in extinguishing the royal court to promote the cabinet system.

In fact, my mission has been completed, and if I stay, it will only become the target of these ministers who take the opportunity to play. It is better to leave early.

Above the court, everyone is an old fox. The death of Zhao Jiulang does not mean that the remaining important ministers are all good babies. The position of the prime minister at the top is empty, and the people below will naturally be more eager and more enthusiastic. focus on.

It's fine for the emperor to deal with it, there's no need for him to keep practicing Tai Chi.

As for whether it's too careless to just pat your butt and jump out of this circle;

hehe,

Fanzhen,

You don't look domineering, others really treat you like a persimmon.

Lord Zheng felt that maybe he was too easy to talk to, otherwise, why didn't they dare to invite King Zhenbei or King Jingnan to be prime ministers?

Bully the weak and fear the hard, tsk tsk.

With permission,

Lord Zheng Hou left the palace.

Fan Li was waiting at the gate of the palace. Seeing his master coming out, he immediately leaned over and said in a low voice:

"My lord, Ah Ming and San'er have already entered the palace."

This gesture is like making a small report.

"They entered the palace?"

Marquis Zheng frowned slightly. He suddenly thought of a possibility. Could the chaos in the palace have something to do with those two guys?

...

"It rushed out by itself?"

"yes."

Zike talks to Wei Zhonghe.

"Where's under the alchemy furnace?"

"It's still there, but what rushed out was only a part of its spirit body, maybe... for the last time to send off the late emperor."

"Um."

If it caused any irreparable damage, then today, this little red-robed eunuch must be punished. Even if he is a closed disciple of the Grand Master, he cannot protect him, but the final result is still good.

Pixiu's spirit finally went to see the late emperor, which also proved that the greatness of the late emperor was beyond reproach. It is also a kind of recognition for them, the old courtiers and slaves who were there during the late emperor's time.

Therefore, there is no need to mention the matter of punishment.

"The seal of the pill furnace, can you re-bless it?"

"Can."

"Do you need to arrange someone from Qin Tianjian to come over?"

"No, it's better to have fewer people in this place."

"Well, you, pay attention."

"yes."

Eunuch Wei is gone, and he still needs to be responsible for "silencing" today's matter. Fortunately, the palace has been cleaned up once. The eyes of each family, um, except for the eyes of the Sixth Prince's Mansion, other eyes are in the house. He was dug out on the day he ascended the throne, so it is not difficult to block the news.

then,

Zike returned to the palace.

The alchemy furnace has closed itself again.

"Brother, that's enough loyalty." Xue San stepped forward and punched Zi Ke in the chest, experiencing a completely different touch than usual knocking on his knee.

"Anyway, it didn't cause any harm. It doesn't matter if you say it or not. Do you know the mechanism?"

"Um, understand a little bit."

"Maybe you can understand the mechanisms on this alchemy furnace?"

"cannot."

"Clumsy?"

"No, the question is very difficult and complicated. I just used the possible answers to test it before. I didn't think about it, but it worked."

"Answer?"

"yes."

"Can you tell me?"

"Okay, I'll draw a picture for you later."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, anyway, this answer will change next time."

"..." Zi Ke.

Xue San is not talking nonsense, he is a "skilled craftsman", but for this kind of thing, sometimes an exclusive equipment is a specialized system, and it is not as simple as knowing everything.

His previous attempts were only based on experience to make up answers.

It is equivalent to filling in the blanks in mathematics. The final answer is either π, or 1, 3, etc. The probability is very high, and it is impossible to be hundreds or hundreds of percent under the root sign.

Really just luck.

"Are you still drinking?" A Ming asked.

"Sorry, Mr. Ming, I don't have time to drink today."

"Then I'm back?"

"Forgive me for being negligent."

"You're welcome, after all, there are so many wines."

A Ming and Xue San walked out of the hall,

Subsequently,

The door of the hall was slowly closed.

The little red-robed eunuch stuck himself on the alchemy furnace and closed his eyes.

He could feel that under the alchemy furnace, there was a rotting Pixiu with much more bones than flesh, looking very tired there.

"The late emperor rejected you, why don't you still have me?"

...

"So, we're not going to the zoo today?"

After walking out of the palace gate, Xue San asked Ah Ming.

"Go back, it's for your own good, the Lord was also in the Hall of Mental Cultivation earlier, didn't you also see it?"

"so what?"

"If you let the Lord know that today's incident was caused by you, do you still want to advance?"

"The problem is, that little eunuch didn't tell Wei Zhonghe, how could the Lord know that I did it?"

"Because I can tell."

"..." Xue San.

...

Before entering Pingxihou Mansion, Zheng Houye deliberately went to the Jingnan Palace next door, and then returned to his own home.

Juggernaut was sitting in the yard drinking tea at this time.

"Has something happened in the palace?" The Sword Master asked.

Others are here, but the movements in the palace can be felt.

When he split the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion with a sword on Xiping Street, Eunuch Wei sat on the roof of the Imperial Library and watched the excitement;

Today, it's the other way around.

"It's a small matter, the spirit of Pixiu made a fuss."

"Oh." Juggernaut nodded, "By the way, how long are we going to stay here?"

Juggernaut's wife is pregnant, and if she calculates the time, if she rushes back now, she may be able to give birth in time.

"We have to wait until the late emperor's coffin enters the mausoleum. I guess it will take another four or five days. Why don't you go back first?"

The Juggernaut shook his head.

"I've made you wronged." Lord Zheng Hou said with emotion.

The Juggernaut shook his head and said;

"It's okay, I will be pregnant again in the future, just stay with me next time."

"..." Zheng Fan.

The cold wind blows the leaves,

It echoed Zheng Houye's state of mind when he heard these words.

Pull up the chair next to you,

Lord Zheng Hou lay down and let the sun shine on him.

"Old Yu."

"Um?"

"When I came to Beijing this time, I actually didn't seem to do anything, but it seemed like I did a lot of things."

The matter was actually done, otherwise Zhao Jiulang would still be the prime minister now.

But killing Zhao Jiulang was nothing more than a catharsis after the overall situation was settled.

In essence, the changes in the court and the inheritance of the country of Dayan are still handed over in a smooth and orderly manner.

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know either."

"Actually, I can understand your feelings. When the savages were expelled from the land of Jin, I didn't die. After raising them back, I felt a similar feeling.

On the way of swordsmanship, I actually have a mentality that it doesn't matter if I have it or not.

I have never cared much about being rich and honored.

people,

At this time, everyone will have this emotion, especially men.

so,

At this time, you need to..."

"Okay, shut up, you are endless, right?"

Obviously, what the Juggernaut wanted to say next, Lord Zheng Hou guessed it.

"hehe."

"There are many famous doctors in the capital." Said the sword master.

"There are quite a few famous doctors around me."

"That's right." The Juggernaut nodded. Several "Misters" are actually proficient in pharmacology. I was "rescued" by them when I opened the second rank before Xuehaiguan.

"There are also a few more spiritual temples, don't you try?"

"Hehe, there are more ghosts around me than in temples."

...

Qin Tian inspected the day,

Seven days later, the coffin of Emperor Daxing entered the mausoleum.

The emperor escorted the coffin with a group of civil and military dignitaries. Wherever the coffin went, the people spontaneously set up an altar, burned incense and hung it.

finally,

After seeing Emperor Daxing's coffin being carried into the underground palace, and seeing the gate of the underground palace being slowly closed.

inside the mausoleum,

Everyone knelt down, including the emperor.

Subsequently,

The old minister of the Ministry of Rites announced the decree for the emperor,

First of all, I praised the achievements of Emperor Daxing in his life,

at last,

A posthumous title was set.

Zheng Fan knew that in fact, Emperor Daxing had already prepared a posthumous title for himself, and it was in the will.

Emperor Daxing intends to blame himself for the exhaustion of the Southern and Northern Wars in these years, and the drought in Yandi and the flood in Jindi, and to take all the blame;

Therefore, he set a word "Li" for his posthumous title.

Then, when the emperor passed away, on the day Ji Chengjue first came to the throne, because Zaifu was not asked to recite the edict of guilt, it was equivalent to a political gesture, so none of the ministers who drafted the posthumous title really dared to join in on it. .

But after taking several posthumous posthumous titles, the new monarch was not satisfied. In the end, the new monarch personally made the decision and settled on "Wu".

Strong and straightforward is called martial arts, strong without desire, strong and unyielding. With loyalty and forgiveness, righteousness and straightness; the mighty enemy is called Wu, and he is the enemy of the virtuous. It is called martial arts to control disasters and chaos, and to conquer with soldiers, so it can be settled.

So,

When future generations call Daxing Emperor again, they will call him... Emperor Yanwu.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for the father and son,

before death,

Father and son turned against each other,

If the father is unkind, the son is unfilial;

After death,

Ji Chengjue, who was able to rise to the throne by killing his father himself, is determined to justify his father's name.

Family affection between father and son, family and country ethics, these things are intertwined, and finally, such a distorted relationship is formed.

On this day, two urgent memorials from the west entered the imperial study.

One: Li Liangting, the king of Zhenbei, is critically ill, and the imperial court is requested to send imperial envoys to the palace to formally register his son.

Yes,

Although Li Fei had returned to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion long ago, the imperial court had not formally registered him as a son.

In the past, no one in the Zhenbei Palace cared about the court's canonization, and even the court itself deliberately ignored it.

The first two kings of Zhenbei confirmed the position of the successor Lord by themselves, and after accepting the oath of allegiance from the Zhenbei army, they sent a token to the court symbolically, and went through a formality.

Now, taking the initiative to ask for canonization is actually the same as the small country attached to Yan State outside the South Gate Pass, hoping to obtain legal recognition from the court. The hundred-year-old Zhenbeihou Mansion in the country of the Great Yan Dynasty will once again be attached to Dayan's government system.

But in the imperial study room,

The emperor didn't show any excitement because of this, although centralizing power is something every emperor with a normal mind wants to do.

Centralization of power is not blind centralization of power. Centralization of power has become like a dry country, so what a fart!

Commanding generals are indeed suspected by the superiors, but in a country, there are not a few commander-in-chief military god-level existences, how can this country stand?

"critically ill\

,"critically ill.

Although there were speculations and premonitions before, the emperor still felt a sense of confusion and even...anger when things really happened.

What I inherited from my father is a tired Yan, but the spear is sharp!

it's good now,

The cornerstones of the two major towns and states are about to disappear.

How can I play by myself?

When seeing the second memorial,

The emperor's whole person immediately became gloomy.

"Wei Zhonghe."

"The slave is here."

"Xuanping Xihou."

...

The royal family's funeral is really more tiring than the funeral of ordinary people. The funeral of ordinary people sends a coffin and grass, which is the distance from the entrance of the village to the west of the village.

And the emperor had to go from the palace to the imperial mausoleum far outside the imperial city, and he had to go early.

Just like what Ji Laoliu said before, if your brother's family is dead, you can't come to help?

Mr. Zheng Hou had no choice but to go. In fact, he had nothing to do.

You don't need to read the imperial edict, and you don't need to follow the etiquette rules. You just wear armor and become the captain of the guard to escort the mausoleum.

There is no way, who told him that he is the only Marquis of Military Merit left in the capital.

Although the eldest prince is also the same, but he is a prince, and as a son of man during a great funeral, he is not allowed to wear armor and hold his sword.

so,

Marquis Zheng is equivalent to wearing neat armor and standing in a military posture for a day, and because you have a good relationship with the emperor, you can't be lazy,

Isn't this fucking tired?

Reminiscent of when the military news from the west was sent, it was mentioned that the barbarian king's army had just held a grand military parade during the day, and then encountered a night attack at night. This defeat is really unjust.

back home,

Lord Zheng Hou began to take a bath.

Si Niang helped Zheng Fan massage his muscles to relax his muscles and bones, and at the same time reported the packing situation of the salute and other items, because he planned to leave Beijing and return to Jindong in the future.

"My lord, which one is more comfortable for you, slave massage or princess massage?"

"Of course it's you. What is the name of the princess pressing?"

standard answer.

"My lord, do you miss the princess and Ruqing at home?"

"With you here, I am satisfied."

Another standard answer.

At this time,

A Ming reported outside:

"My lord, Your Majesty declares you into the palace."

"well."

Lord Zheng Hou sighed and said:

"This child, it's not because his father was buried today. He feels uncomfortable and wants to comfort me."

"The lord should go to comfort and comfort, and should not come back early."

"I was just joking. He's not that fragile. Didn't he stab himself to death?"

With the Juggernaut outside, Lord Zheng Hou is not afraid that any wall has ears, even if this is the capital.

tidied up,

Lord Zheng Hou entered the palace.

As soon as I entered the imperial study room, I felt that the light was a bit dim.

Lord Zheng Hou subconsciously looked at Wei Zhonghe, and Wei Zhonghe blinked at him.

Zheng Fan nodded, pretending that he already understood the meaning of the hint.

After turning a corner and entering the inner room, Lord Zheng Hou also "huh" himself.

Ji Laoliu sat on the chair,

The dragon robe is torn apart, and the hair is scattered;

"Zheng Fan."

"Hey, let me say, are you okay?" Zheng Houye stepped forward and looked carefully.

The child who killed the father and the king, shouldn't be so fragile?

"Li Liangting has passed the exam, he is critically ill."

"Isn't this something I guessed a long time ago?"

"But it's come true now." Ji Chengjue said, "It's like I just inherited the biggest brothel in the whole capital from my father, but two days after I took over, the two oirans left."

"Your Majesty, are you really not afraid that the late emperor will come out of the mausoleum just today when he hears this?"

"Straight girl thief!"

Ji Chengjue stood up, threw the memorial on the table,

Then, sat down dejectedly,

road:

"The following is Li Liangting's memorial, saying that he hopes that I will send someone to canonize the son."

"It should be, this is paving the way for the son."

"That's what I mean. I'm going to let the big emperor go to the Zhenbei Palace for canonization."

"Well, it's okay for this face." Zheng Fan said, "However, what is your majesty looking for the minister?"

It's just this memorial, so I won't call myself over at night.

Ji Chengjue took out the second urgent memorial today,

road:

"This one also comes from the west, but more west."

"Um?"

"It's a letter of credence sent to me by a mission of the Roman Empire."

"So fast?"

"I calculated the date myself. This mission should have been invited to attend the meeting of the barbarian royal court, but it must have missed the deadline."

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "Good luck."

Yes, if they arrived as scheduled, they would have been corpses long ago, without distinguishing between races.

"So, instead, they sent me a letter of credence, which roughly means:

Now that the barbarian royal court has been destroyed, then, as it should be,

From his Roman kingdom and my great swallow,

Share ownership of this desert. "