lcionline Chapter 908 Emperor Zhaowu ascends the throne
Chapter 908 Emperor Zhaowu ascends the throne
Like all the mistresses of wealthy families, Shi Anxia managed the heavy chores of the mansion, raised her children, served her mother and mother, and was well versed in the ways of the world.
When the dusk passed over the eaves, she often stood alone in the corridor. I remembered the words: The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you.
She counted the hours, waiting for the morning light, and also hoping to wait for Cen Yuan to come back on her own.
In her heart, he has always been omnipotent.
She had many questions to ask him. She wanted to tell him that she actually knew his secret.
In fact, she also has a secret.
But this time, there was still no news from Cen Yuan.
On the ninth day of every month, Shi Anxia would appear in the Moxiang Pavilion of the Hanlin Academy. As a preacher of the national calligraphy style, she still had responsibilities and obligations.
She always arrived a quarter before the hour of dawn. The moment she picked up the jade pen, Princess Haiyan became Mr. Haiyan.
She sketched the beginning of the "He Shu" on the plain paper. The strength of the mountains and rivers of the north wing is hidden between the horizontal and vertical strokes.
The students discovered that when the teacher wrote the word "归", he always paused at the last stroke, and the ink often smudged the rice paper.
Their husband had a gentle look on his face and calm eyes, as if nothing had happened.
Shi Anxia also occasionally attended some grand gatherings invited by great scholars. He was quiet but would occasionally show his brilliance.
At the Confucian banquet, she broke the rules and drank half a cup of green fruit wine. When a certain scholar was sighing about the "heroic spirit of Weibei", a fine line appeared on the white jade cup between her fingers.
Blood flowed down the wall of the cup. Shi Anxia calmly put the cup down and left.
People who were on good terms with her, both men and women, often came to visit the young master's residence. Everyone hesitated to speak, not daring to mention it, not daring to ask.
The Ministry of War came to inform Anxia that the funeral for General Weibei would be held with the highest rites.
The Shangshu held the funeral edict with gold and red outlines, followed by eight ceremonial officers holding the general's crowns and robes, all with solemn expressions.
Shi Anxia disagreed.
She looked calm, but her attitude was strong. "My husband is not dead. I am waiting for him."
The Ministry of War had to put it on hold.
It was widely rumored in the capital that Princess Haiyan suffered from hysteria because of the disappearance of her husband.
The situation in the Golden Palace was changing. Emperor Mingde suddenly announced his abdication on the Double Ninth Festival and personally placed the Nine Dragon Golden Crown on the head of Crown Prince Xiao Zhi.
In front of the steps of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Xiao Zhi's fingertips touched the mottled inscription "Mandated by Heaven" on the bronze tripod, and he was extremely terrified, "Father, I am afraid that the Northern Wing will be destroyed in my hands."
He only recently learned that the Imperial Astronomical Observation had calculated the direction of the Emperor Star's fortune. For the sake of the North Wing, his father had to step down.
But he didn't want to take over the throne at all, thinking that he was not yet capable of ruling the northern wing.
If the country is destroyed in his hands, how can he have the face to face his ancestors?
He wanted to cry. It was at this moment that he suddenly understood why the imperial sister was so eager to transfer Eunuch An away from him.
She didn't want Eunuch An's pattern to affect the country!
They had long planned to let him succeed the throne. It's a pity that Eunuch An is still wondering if the prince consort is the prince of his father who was exiled to the common people!
Xiao Yunde tried his best to persuade his son and promised him that he would not be a hands-off boss and would not throw such a heavy burden to him alone.
Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, father and son hold the country together.
The son is in the light, the father is in the dark. The new emperor was reassured.
After the new emperor ascended the throne, he changed the era name to "Zhaowu". The first imperial decree he issued was a general amnesty for the whole country to celebrate.
On the day when the imperial edict of Emperor Mingde's abdication to become Emperor Shengde was issued, the bronze armillary sphere in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory suddenly emitted a clear humming sound, the lingering sound of which lasted for three days.
Mr. Yang Xuan observed the sky at night and saw that the Purple Palace was shining brightly and the Big Dipper was in a line. Even more strange was that the twenty-eight stars in the Tianshi Palace, which represented the northern wing of the country, also showed rare golden stars at the same time.
"The sky shows signs of good and bad luck." Mr. Yang Xuan solemnly annotated on the star map, "This is the sign of 'five stars in a row, the saint will act and all things will see'."
The Purple Star Emperor shines brightly, and the North Wing enters its heyday.
With the new emperor changing the era name to "Zhaowu", the northern wing indeed ushered in an unprecedented prosperity. The camel bells in the border trade replaced the neighing of war horses, and the millet in the granaries of various states was piled up to touch the beams.
Even the most demanding historians had to admit that this was the most prosperous and peaceful year since the founding of the country.
As for the original Emperor Mingde, the Holy and Virtuous Emperor Xiao Yunde who retired to the Qingshou Palace, according to ancestral rules, he should have "enjoyed his old age and not participated in state affairs."
However, during the grand court meeting in the first month of the first year of Emperor Zhaowu's reign, the new emperor suddenly stepped down from the steps and took off his crown, kneeling on the altar facing north, saying, "I am a low-minded minister, and I am afraid that I will ruin the foundation of our ancestors. I humbly request that your holy father, the Emperor Taishang, come to the court to supervise the country and keep the country safe."
After he finished speaking, he personally held up the golden book of regent and the military token with dragon pattern, and raised them above his brows.
Three whip sounds were heard from the direction of Qingshou Palace.
Xiao Yunde came out from behind the Panlong screen and stroked the familiar scratches on the military talisman with his fingers.
He didn't act pretentiously and chuckled, "Okay."
This scene, of course, was something the father and son had agreed on earlier.
The Censorate wanted to say something, but couldn't seem to find anything to say.
Although the ancestral system is still in place, the new emperor is kneeling to make his request and the Supreme Emperor is worried and overwhelmed. In this situation, even the most strict ritual official cannot find any fault with it.
Emperor Mingde was a wise ruler, and his achievements in civil and military affairs were widely recognized. Now he is willing to step down as the supreme ruler and help the new emperor ascend the throne. Such a broad mind is hard to find in history.
Now, at the request of the new emperor, he has taken the throne as regent for the sake of the country and the people, and has devoted himself to the work of reorganizing the government, which has moved all the ministers.
In the golden autumn of October, the osmanthus in the Qingshou Palace was in full bloom, and a subtle fragrance floated in the air. At the same time, an imperial decree that shocked the court and the country was announced: Emperor Xiao Yunde wanted to marry Chu Jun of the Tang Clan as his Empress Dowager.
In the "Ceremony for the Supreme Emperor to Establish the Empress" presented overnight by the Ministry of Rites, the four characters "Tang Shi Chu Jun" written in red ink were particularly eye-catching.
When Tang Chujun received the imperial edict, she was at a loss. How could she think of getting married when Yuan'er hadn't been found yet?
Shi Anxia calmed her down, "Mother, originally the emperor wanted to postpone it for a while. I told him that life must go on. Your marriage will not affect my search for a husband."
She added, "Only when my mother has a good home can I feel at ease to take my children to find their father." She paused and said softly, "Didn't you say that we should live the life we deserve for the missing people? How could you have forgotten?"
While the mother and daughter were talking, Xiao Yunde came with Eunuch Qi.
At that time, Anxia quietly retreated to Tinglan Courtyard, where bronze wind chimes rang softly under the eaves.
The day after tomorrow, she will set off for Tiema City.
Bei Hui was counting her luggage in the inner room.
"Bei Hui." Shi Anxia stood beside the screen, her silhouette in the backlight seemed to be gilded by the sunlight, "Go and call all the wet nurses."
In just half a cup of tea, six wet nurses were standing neatly under the ginkgo tree in the yard.
The mottled sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting tiny golden rays of light on Shi Anxia's moon-white skirt.
She nodded slightly to Bei Hui, who immediately brought out a lacquer plate with a lotus pattern, on which were neatly stacked six silver envelopes.
"From here to Tiema City," she stroked the cold edges of the top silver ingot with her fingertips, "it may take a year at the shortest, or several years at the longest."
As he spoke, a golden ginkgo leaf fell on the silver ingot.
She glanced at everyone, "You all have children in the capital, if you don't want to leave the capital..."
Bei Hui opened the secret compartment of the lacquer tray at the right time, revealing six indentures. "You can take the indentures and return home today."