Chapter 2307 Light Gate Lintel 108
Liu Shangshu immediately knelt down and shouted: "The late emperor is famous!"
Then he explained: "Last night, the old minister was at the banquet and saw for himself the danger at that time. The late emperor must have noticed something, so he took advantage of the gift to write the last edict."
"With this edict, King Xin should inherit the throne." Mr. Cao Ge grabbed the words and bowed to Zhao Kang.
"Here is the edict. I sincerely ask King Xin to place himself in front of the soul to comfort the late emperor's spirit in heaven. Long live my emperor!"
But we can’t let Liu Shangshu take all the credit.
Zhao Kang knelt with his head lowered, his body trembling slightly and sniffling from time to time. He looked sad, but in fact he was trying to hold back laughter.
I can't hold it anymore, this girl actually came up with this trick, it's amazing!
Before everyone could shout Long Live, someone jumped out and asked, "What proof is there that it was written by the late emperor?" This should be someone from the eldest prince's faction. Seeing that power was about to fall into Zhao Kang's hands, he was naturally anxious.
"I am willing to bear witness!" Liu Shangshu straightened his back and stood upright. His voice was loud and his words were stern: "Old minister Yuande was a Jinshi for three years and served two generations of kings. Last night everyone saw the late emperor's handwriting and experienced life and death changes. If this was not written by the late emperor, then who has any evidence to say it is not? Written by the late emperor? ”
Choking... on the handwriting? For such small characters, the emperor used large regular script and thick strokes to write small characters. It is normal for the characters to be not as good as usual.
Cao Ge Lao was not willing to lag behind: "I am a Jinshi in the fourth year of Kangping." (I have also served two generations of kings, and I am more qualified)
"I am not talented at the moment. I am a bachelor in Wenchang Pavilion. I see countless memorials reviewed by the late emperor every day. Although the characters are small, the style of the writing can still be discerned. The veteran minister is willing to guarantee that this is the imperial edict of the late emperor!" (I see the emperor every day! The word, I say yes, just count my merits of following the dragon)
The two old ministers still vouched for the important ministers, and they were speechless at this time.
Amidst everyone's shouts of long live, Zhao Kang stood up, turned around and stood, his eyes gradually burning with heat...
In the Yongshou Palace, after the Queen Mother listened quietly, she opened a brocade box and threw a piece of paper inside into the charcoal basin next to it.
"Oops~" The Privy Councilor rushed forward in shock and fished out the paper, which had already caught fire. If it couldn't be extinguished by blowing it with my mouth, I put it on the ground and stepped on it several times with my feet before it was extinguished.
"You can't burn it," the Privy Councilor picked up the slightly crumpled paper. Fortunately, he had burned one edge when he saw it, and the content inside was still there. The edict stated that the eldest prince, his niece-in-law, should succeed him. Now the eldest prince is gone, but the eldest prince still has a son.
The Queen Mother said calmly and slowly: "In terms of law, regicide and patricide are a heinous crime. In theory, that edict was written last and watched by so many people."
"What kind of edict is that?" The Privy Councilor clearly lacked confidence.
The Queen Mother sighed softly and said softly: "I advise you not to stay." Then she picked up the tea next to her and took a sip. She drooped her eyelids and looked kind-hearted, just like the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist worship hall in the back room. generally.
The Privy Council hesitated again and again, but finally gritted his teeth and threw the edict into the brazier, watching helplessly as it was burned to ashes.
Guo Siyuan took some time off and went to Changle Palace.
Seeing that Xining had just put down his pen and asked him to arrange the notes, the clerk next to him immediately packed them up.
She picked up the ginseng tea and took a sip. She really needed ginseng. Dealing with political affairs was tiring.
Guo Siyuan walked over: "I didn't expect you to be able to do this."
"Hmm~" Xining didn't even have the energy to answer, she just wanted to sleep.
Zhao Kang also came. After burning paper for a day, he could take a rest during dinner, and then he would continue to keep vigil at night.
Seeing that Xi Ning was like this, he immediately asked someone to pass on the meal, and other officials arranged to go to the side hall to finish their meals and then go home.
While eating, Zhao Kang kept selecting soft and easy-to-digest vegetables and handed them to Xi Ning. Xining didn't refuse and stammered, which made Guo Siyuan's eyes go straight. Seeing Zhao Kang's eyes looking over, he quickly lowered his head to eat his own food, pretending not to see anything.
The vigil lasted till late at night. After three days of guarding, it was changed to crying once a day, and the rest of the time was done by specialized people. Zhao Kang was about to leave after eating when Xining called out to him. "Going to visit the Empress Dowager is a filial duty."
"Okay, you should go to bed early and ask Ye Bing to tell me if you need anything." Zhao Kang left Ye Bing and left.
Seeing that Xining was tired, Guo Siyuan also left and went to sleep in a place specially prepared for him.
Xining was served and washed and then went to bed. He said to Ye Bing who was preparing to keep vigil: "You are also tired. Go and have a rest early. Let other palace servants do other chores."
Ye Bing said softly: "It is the master's wish, and I dare not disobey it."
Xining lay with his eyes closed, his sleepiness getting thicker: "You can no longer call me master, you should change your name to saint. Since it is your will, if there is a soft body next to you, go find a quilt yourself and just sleep." After that, he fell asleep. Yes, too tired.
The next day, Guo Siyuan opened his eyes and went to find Zhao Kang, who was having breakfast.
"Let's eat together." Zhao Kang looked weak.
There was porridge in a large bowl on the table, along with four plates of pickles and two plates of oil-free vegetarian dishes.
The palace attendant scooped up a bowl and placed it in front of Guo Siyuan. He picked it up and took a bite. It was white fungus porridge.
"During the funeral, you can't eat meat or fish, otherwise you'll have bird's nest porridge." Zhao Kang ate the porridge sleepily, adding pickles to the porridge from time to time. His face looked much darker than yesterday. After kneeling today, I will have to kneel for another day to finish. Fortunately, he was young and in good health, otherwise he would have been sick in the past three days.
After Guo Siyuan took two bites, he explained his purpose of coming: "I want to say goodbye today. After all, I am a merchant. It is a great grace to stay in the palace to attend the banquet. I cannot stay for a long time."
"After a while, you can still help me."
Guo Siyuan quickly put down his bowl and bowed: "Young people don't dare."
"You and I are welcome." Zhao Kang stopped his chopsticks and sighed, with helplessness and desolation. He was only seventeen, but he had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country: "Wait for a while before leaving, Xining and your I will never forget the kindness.”
Guo Siyuan wanted to say something else, but the palace attendant brought a cup of ginseng tea to Zhao Kang. A whole ginseng was soaked in it, and the taste was particularly strong.
Zhao Kang drank it all in one gulp and stood up: "You can take it easy, I want to find Xi Ning."
"I'll go too!" Guo Siyuan quickly finished the porridge in three or two mouths, picked up a small piece of pickled and crispy melon, bit into it and followed Zhao Kang.
Xining was also having breakfast, but she ordered vegetable buns and soy milk. As long as they were not meaty or fried, these were in compliance with the regulations. Seeing them coming, he asked Ye Bing to scoop out two bowls and put more sugar in them.
While drinking sweet soy milk, Zhao Kang called out the palace attendants beside him, leaving only his own: "Yesterday I went to the Queen Mother and didn't even say a few words. I just said I felt unwell and wanted to rest."
Zhao Kang said with a bit of resentment: "The Privy Council has been in Yongshou Palace all afternoon. He must be tired of chatting now."
The corner of Xining's mouth curled up, but he didn't say anything, just chewing on his own vegetable buns.
Although I don’t know how Xining came to review the memorial, I can tell that she did a pretty good job. So Zhao Kang said: "Little Junior Sister~"
Xining was so startled that the buns dropped from his hands. It was too late to catch it in the air, and it fell on the table. She quickly picked it up and blew on it. Fortunately, it didn't fall to the ground.
Guo Siyuan had goosebumps. It's over. Did he hear something he shouldn't have heard? Will he be silenced in the future?
(End of chapter)