Chapter 34 5

--Fives-- "...The previous emperors did not consider Sony, Sukesaha, Yebilong Oboi, etc. to be mediocre, and entrusted them with the edict, and Baoyi was the master. Sony and others swore to be loyal, live and die together, and assist in government affairs. They do not care about relatives and do not care about grudges. Enemy, do not listen to the instigation of others and brothers and nephews, do not seek unjust wealth, do not privately travel to the kings Baylor and other houses to receive their bequests. Do not form party members, do not accept bribes, but repay the great kindness of the former emperor with loyalty. If you violate this oath for your own sake, you will be punished by the heavens, and you will be punished!" The four auxiliary ministers led all civil and military officials to read aloud and swear together in front of the emperor's coffin in the Qianqing Palace.Kneeling inside and outside the hall was full of civil and military officials in filial piety.The plain curtains in the hall hang down to the floor, the white cloth curtains on the two verandahs, and the slow and orderly sound of oaths make the Qianqing Palace more solemn and solemn... "The ministers and others follow the imperial edict of the Daxing Emperor, and work hard to assist the Lord From now on, don't form cliques, don't show favoritism, don't be arrogant, don't discriminate against others, and harm good people, and don't hold on to your own opinions, so as to hinder the Grand Duke."... The sound of the oath resounded throughout the capital: cabinet officials gathered in the Hall of Martial Arts , the oath will be sworn by a bachelor; the yamen of the six ministries, the Hanlin Academy, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Dali Temple are all in the lobby of the official office, and the oath will be sworn by the hand-printing officer; Taking an oath... As the mourning edict was sent to the whole country, the civil and military officials of all provinces also took the oath according to the same procedure.The oaths were made in triplicate, one was read and cremated in front of the Emperor Daxing's funeral palace, one was burned and read in front of the Emperor God in the Zhengda Guangming Hall, and the other was kept and banned.

All this was ordered by the Empress Dowager when she accepted the oath of the four ministers. The mourning edict is sent to the whole country, and officials must stay in their yamen for 20 weekdays of mourning.During the hundred-day national mourning, it is forbidden to hang red flags, feasts, and celebrations, and offenders will be punished.So the silver wave of funerals, starting from the capital, swept across the whole of China. On the 21st day of the first lunar month, the funeral palace of Emperor Daxing will be moved to Shouhuang Hall in Jingshan.On the first day, we began to set up the large-scale brine books from Donghuamen to Jingshan.Ordinary people who may find acquaintances on this roadside want to take advantage of the place to have a look.But the residents in the inner city are all from the Eight Banners, and few Han people can get to know them. It is almost impossible to witness this unprecedented grand event with their own eyes.

Liu Tongchun got a chance. Empress Dong died of illness, bringing a hundred days of national mourning.Liu Tongchun, like his peers, is unemployed.The ban was lifted in December, which coincided with New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, and the troupe's business was booming. The troupe owner was still counting on the Lantern Festival to make a fortune, but he didn't want to have a second national funeral. Tong Chun is a famous actor, and he has savings in ordinary times. Not only does he live by himself, but he can also help a few poor friends.Many third- and fourth-rate characters had to do odd jobs one after another to survive this difficult second hundred days.

There is a beizi master who loves Kunqu opera in the court, and he has long wanted to recruit Liu Tongchun into his troupe, but Liu Tongchun politely declined many times.At this time, he sent a housekeeper to invite Liu Tongchun to his mansion to review the scripts, and the remuneration was favorable, so as to make room for inviting Tongchun to join the opera troupe of Beizi Mansion in the future.Tongchun didn't make any money within a hundred days, and wanted to use this to get some more money to help his colleagues, so he agreed. Beizi Mansion is located in Beichizi outside Donghua Gate in the imperial city. Tongchun's residence is a small building facing the street, where he can clearly see the street view of Beichizi.On the 20th day of the first lunar month, the housekeeper came early to warn Tongchun that no matter what, he could not open the windows facing the street, otherwise he would be punished.But he also quietly told Tongchun that he could peek through a small piece of glass on the side of the window, and when looking, he had to close the door so that no one would notice him.To tell the truth, apart from the distress of unemployment, Tongchun didn't care about the two royal funerals. The emperor and empress were too far away from him, a son of the Han family and a humble commoner.But watching the excitement, he is still full of interest.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" The sound of three loud firecrackers with a long tail seemed to vibrate in Tongchun's ears, and he woke up suddenly. In an instant, he forgot where he was.Looking around in a daze, the small room is still shrouded in twilight. There are four white walls and a door leading to the outside room. From the gap in the door curtain, you can see the brazier in the outside room, the desks by the window and the piles of courtyards on the table. Book.He suddenly remembered the big event of today!Those three loud noises were not firecrackers, but whips to clean the streets!He hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the outer room, leaning against the glass and looking out.The sky was gloomy, as if it was still snowing, and the roof and ground were thinly white.The whole street of Beichizi has been swept clean, and there are no pedestrians, only countless officials wearing mourning caps and plain clothes standing by the side of the road, one by one, like a long white snake formation, with no head in the south and no head in the north. tail.This must have been a gift to the officials of Zigong.They got up earlier than Tongchun, and they had to wait in the cold wind.Tong Chun thought, it's not easy to be an official of the emperor!

Three more whips were fired, and the officials knelt down by the side of the road.The mighty Lubo team is coming. Two red sticks to clear the way, black lacquer and gold, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, held by the school lieutenant Lubo wearing a blue-gray cloth robe with all the red tassels removed on the top, two people in a row, and more than a dozen pairs passed by; then Two red sticks, the same shape as before, but as if cut in half.Before the red sticks were finished, the housekeeper came quietly and told Tongchun to wash up quickly. He locked the door, put the chair and small table by the small glass window, and put the breakfast and hot tea on the table. On the table, greet Tong Chun to sit down together, have breakfast together with great interest, and watch the fun together.

After opening the Dao stick, Wuzhan came: ten pairs of rotten silver spears, ten pairs of Fang Tian painted halberds, ten pairs of spears, ten pairs of spears, ten pairs of snake heads and cones, all of which were decorated with gold and vermilion flagpoles; followed by golden axes , Xing, Wogua, Ligua, and Wuzhang each have five pairs.The two of them had never seen so many unnamed weapons, how could they bother to have refreshments! There is another pair of red sticks for opening the way, and the back is like covering the sky and covering the sky. The brocade is shining and colorful, and there are five pairs of festivals, banners, streamers, banners, flags, and flags. They are divided into yellow, red, blue, white, and black; various fans: round, square, and pocket-shaped. , cloud head shape, bird wing shape, each style is also divided into five colors; various umbrellas: dragon patterns, lotus flowers, hundreds of flowers, round and square umbrellas, each style has five colors.The last pair of yellow Luo crank umbrellas ended this vast procession.

Eighty loose horses with bridles and bridles followed, followed by more than 20 royal horses with bridles and bridles.The saddle, bridle and stirrup are all inlaid with gold and beads, which is extremely gorgeous.The carved dragon on the saddle head holds a pearl in its mouth, which might be as big as a thumb. The three pearls on the back of the saddle are embedded in the shape of three flowers. There is also a pillow on the saddle of Colonel Aomame, and a golden dragon with a pearl in its mouth is also embroidered on the top of the pillow. The two peeking people compared the size of the beads with each other and were amazed.Tong Chun couldn't help but whispered: "This carved saddle and embroidered pillow, each one is a priceless treasure!" The housekeeper said: "No, it's a pity to throw away a lot of paper!" "Big paper loss? What do you mean?" ""Incineration! It's burning!" "Ah?!" Tong Chun's eyes widened.

"Shh, stop talking! Look, camel!" Sure enough, dozens of camels, numerous tassels and weeping ermines, huge monsters, each of which carried silk brocade, tents, utensils and other things; There are dozens of guards with bows and arrows, and dozens of guards with hounds and horses.Just look at the imperial arrows and the imperial umbrella bag!The arrows are made of black crow feathers glued with gold, and the umbrella bag is made of yellow Luoqi, and all the embroidery stitches are densely interspersed with bright pearls.Just this bag of pearls can be used as rations for many people!These, together with the red gold pots, red gold vases, golden spit pots, golden basins, gold plates, golden bowls, golden chairs, golden beds and other objects held by the guards behind, are golden and eye-catching.Tong Chun was dazzled and almost stunned.

The housekeeper whispered: "These are all used by the Emperor Daxing, and they all lost paper!" Tong Chun sighed: "What a pity! Why is this so!" "If you lose paper, you have to be big!" "I heard from my young master the day before yesterday that he went into the palace with Master Bei to cry and mourn, and saw the little lost paper in the palace..." "And the little lost paper?" The crown robes, clothes and shoes used by the emperor are used as treasures. You don’t know, there are two large sheds outside the gate of the Qianqing Palace, where Buddhas walk in the east and the west, flags and poles are erected, and scriptures are chanted day and night to perform Buddhist rituals. The little paper is thrown between the two sheds When the Buddha and Taoists knew about it, they would bless the Emperor Daxing. The young master said that even the empress dowager came to the gate of Qianqing in person, wearing black robes, leaning on the stone railing, crying to the point of fainting, the maids and eunuchs Crying together, all the officials knelt on both sides and cried, listening from afar, and the crying in the harem was even louder... When burning treasures, it was said that the flames were all five colors, and the sound was like popping beans. Those pearls burst with one sound, and I don't know how many thousands of sounds they exploded! Small paper throws are like this, but big paper throws are still..." "Here we come!" Tong Chun interrupted the steward, telling him to take a quick look.The silver mountain snow wave-like team rushed over overwhelmingly, and sent a world-shattering cry.The hundreds of officials who knelt by the side of the road burst into tears and joined in the great mourning.The white crowd, surrounded by the Lingyu with yellow mantles and soft gold curtains, and riding a big sable cushion, behind is the huge Zi Palace of Emperor Daxing, which is tightly covered with scarlet brocade, like a slowly moving red building.In front of the Zi Palace, there are twenty or thirty boys dressed in green cloth, mourning and weeping; behind the Zi Palace are the kings, Baylor, Beizi, Gongheman and Han ministers riding on horses and wearing white filial hats, crying non-stop.There is a smaller Lingyu at the back of the Zi Palace, and a smaller coffin, covered with a purple satin burden.

"Who is that coffin behind?" Tong Chun asked strangely. "Yo, you don't know yet? That's the little concubine Dong E. The emperor passed away, and she died afterward. The imperial court gave her the title Concubine Zhen. She is Empress Dong's younger sister!..." "Then, those boys in Tsing Yi... But those who were buried?" "I don't know... since they can wear black, they are probably the children of Wang Baylor who were raised in the Queen Mother's Palace! Oh, look, the Queen Mother!" Sixty-four palace guards carried a pair of clothes. The plain mantle chariot came, surrounded by court ladies in white robes and white headkerchiefs.Amidst the plain white surroundings, the Empress Dowager was wearing a black satin mourning dress, which was very eye-catching. Her complexion was pale, her eyes were fixed, without any expression, like a noble and lonely stone statue.There are five plain chariots and six or seven green mantle chariots in the back, which are obviously the queens, concubines and elder brothers of the harem. After the cars and sedan chairs of the princess, Fujin, and wives rushed over like a torrent, their crying became shrill and noisy, filling the entire street in Beichizi.All the officials on the side of the road dare not look up, they might as well be free as the two servants upstairs peeping.Due to his position, the housekeeper knew the clan and nobles of the capital very well, and he showed off to Tongchun in a rambling manner: "...See that car with the Di bird on the top? That's Princess Jianning, It is the princess who married Wu Erfu, the son of Prince Pingxi, the sister-in-law of Emperor Daxing... Did you see the car on the east side of the street? It belonged to Prince Chengze, Fujin. After all, she is the sister-in-law of Emperor Daxing ...Look at this pair of clothes over here, with the eight-treasure lotus cover on it, here, right under your nose, it belongs to An Wang Fujin...Oh! What are you doing? You're crazy!" The butler exclaimed, and hugged him by the waist Tong Chun, who was frantic and about to open the window, tripped hard, and Tong Chun fell to the floor: "You don't want a head, I still want to live!" By the small glass window. That's right, it's her, that's her!The girl in plain clothes who was accompanying the eight-treasure lotus car was Meng Gu! After untold hardships, thousands of twists and turns, thousands of searches, I finally met one side!He wanted to shout but didn't dare to, and he wanted to open the window but was not allowed to open it. Could it be that he just watched her disappear into the vast crowd again? ...His heart was beating wildly, and he got up and was about to go downstairs.The housekeeper stopped him: "Where are you going? You don't know that you will be killed if you break the ban?" Tong Chun stopped, his teeth chattering. The housekeeper took a breather: "Who did you see? It's so hot, so you're not afraid of trouble?" Tong Chun didn't need to make up the words, and said, "My sister has been separated from me for five or six years. I just saw her in the eighth place." Baolian Gaiyu is walking next to her!" "Then she is working in Prince An's Mansion. You can go to Prince An's Mansion to find out." "No, I have to meet her. What if I see the wrong person?" "That's right. How about this, after the big paper loss, the team is about to disperse. The car battle of Prince An's Mansion has to pass here, you can see it, go up and ask." Tongchun looked at the cars of the princes, nobles, Fujin and wives The battle was over, and all the officials along the road stood up one after another, ready to go to Jingshan with the brigade.There was no other way, Tong Chun could only nod his head. The morning passed.At noon, the sun broke through the clouds.The nine streets in the imperial city are still silent and desolate.At the last hour, there was the whimpering of trombones and the muffled sound of drums or guns that could not be clearly heard from Jingshan.Half an hour later, guards with flags and flags, fragrant chariots and BMWs, like the tide of August 15th, rushed past the North Pond, filling the streets and alleys in an instant.Liu Tongchun, who had been waiting on the side of the road early, was knocked over by the unstoppable torrent. In order to stand still, he had to stick tightly to the base of the wall.He was eagerly looking for it, wishing to grow four ears and eight eyes, but the huge crowd in front of him dazzled his eyes, and the noise of cars, horses, yelling and cursing made his eardrums numb. .Meng Gu, you are really a pebble on the beach, a needle in the sea, where can you find it? Go to Prince An's Mansion, to the home of the owner of the Eight Treasure Lotus Gaiyu! Menggu, just wait, I'm coming to save you! When Fu Yijian, a scholar of the Wuyingdian University, returned home from Jingshan, he was in a very bad mood. He sat in the sedan chair sullenly all the way, trying to doze off but didn't feel sleepy. The four auxiliary ministers have quickly begun to govern. During the interval between the funeral of the Daxing emperor, they seized the opportunity and issued the first imperial decree in the name of the new emperor, telling the kings Baylor and the ministers of civil and military affairs, saying that the imperial court will "examine Taizu and Taizong into constitutions, and make them into regulations." , and quoted the words of the Daxing Emperor's Edict "You can't follow the Taizu and Taizong, and make more changes", saying that "now we should follow the ancestral system, restore the old chapter, and follow the emperor's will." Fu Yijian and many ministers of the Han Dynasty, like the grass and trees in the autumn, have already felt the chill from this, anticipating that there will be some changes in the court.He couldn't wait to tell his wife about the new situation. Suyun remained silent for a while, and then asked him: "Do you think the court has changed a lot?" Fu Yijian shook his head: "The emperor's bones are not cold. mouth?" Suyun half smiled and said, "Probably not? They have endured it for many years. I think you might as well expect it to change greatly and quickly!" Sure enough, Suyun's words were answered.The second decree issued by the auxiliary ministers was three withdrawals and four restorations: withdrawal of the thirteen yamen; withdrawal of the cabinet and the Imperial Academy; There is one Manchurian official in each of the six subjects; one member of the Manchurian censor in Tianwucheng.In short, all political systems imported from the Ming Dynasty will be dismissed, and all ancestral systems will be restored. Fu Yijian's group of Han ministers suddenly felt cold, and they had another conversation with Suyun: Suyun said: "Now, are the ministers discussing politics very happy?" Fu Yijian reluctantly said: "You also It’s not easy to say that. For example, the removal of thirteen yamen and the expulsion of internal officials are always good governance, right? The eunuchs in the previous Ming Dynasty rebelled, and the damage caused was shocking. This will cause future troubles. It is said that more than 4,000 eunuchs were expelled What!" Suyun sneered and said, "It's a serious matter, but it's because the thirteen yamen imitated the Ming system. The good show is yet to come... Don't you Hanchen think about the way out?" Fu Yijian smiled wryly Said: "How can you talk like this? The late emperor has always trusted me, they will not kick me away!" Suyun didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile and a sigh, but the meaning in his eyes It can be read: "Because of this, your prospects are not good!" Suyun didn't say this, but caressing her husband's shoulder, said: "Go to autumn to cough up blood and help the sick. It's spring, so be careful." Fu Yijian didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this, so he just looked at her sadly and smiled wryly. Yesterday, the cabinet received a third decree, which involved two things, which shocked the academicians: one was to inherit the title by Prince Jian Jidu's heir Desai; Those who escaped from the nest were beheaded and lost their titles, and even sat down with their neighbors and village chiefs. Prince Jane Desai's succession to the lord represents the victory of the group from Jierhalang to Jidu.And the re-imposition of the escape law will shock the world even more, and there is no guarantee that new turmoil will not occur as a result. Fu Yijian's heart was very heavy. When he told Suyun about the situation, she turned down and said nothing, not even a word of comfort.Today in Jingshan Shouhuang Palace, facing the coffin of Emperor Daxing, Fu Yijian was full of thoughts and burst into tears.The emperor passed away only half a month ago, and all the painstaking efforts during his lifetime have been wasted... The sedan chair stopped, and the car curtain was opened, and Fu Yijian walked slowly into the gate, the second gate, the hallway and the inner gate, but he did not see Suyun as usual Come out to meet.He drank tea in the flower hall as usual, and rested for a while, feeling bored, he stood up and paced the room with his hands behind his back.He suddenly stopped by the north wall, because the picture scroll hanging there was replaced with a new one, which was very eye-catching.In the painting, Zhang Guolao, painted with a large brush, is riding a black donkey upside down with a smile on his face.It was a beautiful cursive script, and a five-character quatrain was inscribed beside it: How many people in the world, who is like this old man? It's not about riding a donkey backwards, but looking back at everything. Fu Yijian stood in a daze for a long time, chewing on the taste of these twenty words. "Looking back at everything?... If I look back, what do I see? The emperor is favored, he is shrewd in government, and although he is cautious in officials, how can he not be jealous of the full officials if he gains a high position as a Han?"..."Fu Thinking about it gradually, my heart was beating like a "plop plop".Suyun must have hung this intentionally, she was trying to persuade me to retreat bravely.But what about when you leave?In any case, how can he not be reluctant to pay homage to the Grand Scholar, the Aspect, and the glory?He's going to find Suyun! After leaving the flower hall, he walked along the wide corridor to the small study in front of the dormitory. It was a small Fangxuan for him to relax, read, and paint.At a glance, he saw a piece of white paper spread out on the table, on which the ink was still fresh, and such a vulgar poem was written in unconventional big seal characters: others ride horses, I ride donkeys, and I am not as good as careful thinking. Looking back, I saw another picky man. Fu Yijian watched with ecstasy, a smile appeared on his lips, this woman's knowledge and heart are really amazing! ...But, is this really the case?Not enough?He put his hand on his chest and walked into the bedroom slowly and thoughtfully, thinking that Suyun would be waiting for him here.But he didn't see anyone, only two girls were waiting in the middle hall. "Where's Madam?" Fu Yijian asked. "The madam has gone to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the master." "Oh." Fu Yijian sat down on the carved ebony chair, and when he looked up, another newly painted painting came into view.It was a fine brushwork landscape painting, with peach blossoms and willows, mountain streams and river ponds, far away from the village and close to Guo, half sunny and half cloudy.In several cattle-herding villages, children play by the water, fight bulls under the willows, ride a bull and play the flute, or run on the back of a bullock.There is another poem in the upper right corner of the painting: The shepherd rides a bull to fly like flying, so as not to teach the wind and rain to wet the coir raincoat. Turning around and pointing to the peach grove with a smile, how many cowherds have not returned. Fu Yijian laughed out loud while twisting his beard, and said to himself, "Mrs. Xianzai! Mrs. Zhizai! Come on, prepare paper and pens!" The two maids quickly spread the paper and melted the ink. Fu Yijian walked to the table, pondered for a moment, and picked up the pen.At this time, Suyun's voice sounded from behind: "Finally, I've picked up the pen!" Fu Yijian turned his head and smiled, "Ma'am, you are really a female Lu Jia and a female Sui He, which made me suddenly enlightened. Here, I will edit the book now." , Hanging the crown and resigning." "I think you still have trouble writing? What is the reason for your resignation?" Fu Yijian smiled and said: "I am a little bit hesitant about this." Suyun smiled and said: "Forget about your coughing up blood Are you sick?" "Oh, hahahaha!" Fu Yijian laughed loudly: "Thank you for teaching, thank you for teaching!" In the Palace of Compassion and Ning, there was silence.Since it was the time of Emperor Daxing's funeral, there was still an atmosphere of grief everywhere.And because the Empress Dowager Zhuang had been mourning and exhausted for days and fell ill in bed, there was a new uneasiness lurking in her grief: if there was any accident to the Empress Dowager at this time, the world would be in chaos!The maids and eunuchs walked on tiptoe cautiously and spoke in a low voice, for fear of disturbing the empress dowager. In the bedroom, the queen mother was lying on the bed, and seemed to be still asleep.Aunt Su Ma was sitting in front of the bed doing needlework.Xuan Ye was concentrating on reading at the Kang table under the south window, the two gold silk smokers were burning vigorously, and ambergris quietly diffused around.The bedroom was very quiet, only the "tick" of the western clock and the occasional sound of Xuan Ye turning the pages of the book could be heard. A pair of small feet stepped into the threshold of the bedroom, and then a pair of chubby little hands pushed aside the door curtain, revealing Bingyue's round apple-like face, a pair of big black eyes blinking, and ran lightly to the villa. In front of the Empress Dowager's bed.Aunt Su Ma waved her hands repeatedly to signal her not to wake Grandma Huang, then picked her up, kissed her red cheeks, and sent her to the other side of Xuanye Kang table, whispering: "It's fun, Don't make a sound." Xuan Ye looked like an older brother, gestured, pouted and blinked, telling her not to wake Grandma Huang.Bingyue made a face at her brother, and the two children smiled with their mouths pursed.Since Empress Dong passed away and Bingyue moved to the Palace of Compassion, she has been doted on by all her brothers and sisters.Third Brother Huang is the best to her, and she and Third Brother Huang are the best at playing together. Bingyue immediately picked up Xuan Ye's pen, knelt down beside the kang table, and used Xuan Ye's royal paper and ink to copy the post.No one would accuse her of "overstepping" here, and Xuan Ye, who is the emperor, was still very enthusiastic to guide her.Bingyue always couldn't write the word "phoenix" well, so Xuan Ye grabbed the pen in a hurry, and wrote three times in a row to show her.She began to poot her mouth unhappily, Xuanye wrote one with her little hand, and she smiled again. The Queen Mother turned over on the bed, and slowly asked: "Lagu Su Ma, is there any urgent memorial?" Here, Bingyue put down her pen and jumped off the kang, ran straight over with her hands up, and shouted: "The emperor Grandmother! Royal Grandma!" She went up and hugged the Empress Dowager's neck, and put her small face on the Queen Mother's cheek: "Are you cured? Get ready! Imperial Grandma will recover from any illness!" Empress Dowager Zhuang Feeling light in my heart, I kissed Little Bingyue and said, "Oh, it smells so good! Bingyue is the closest grandma, isn't she? " Xuanye said unhappily here, "Auntie Huang, what about me?" The queen mother smiled and said, "Dear everyone, kiss everyone!...Fortunately, Grandma Huang grew up on the grassland. Otherwise, this time I really can't survive...Okay, Bingyue let go of your hand and let me get up." Bingyue frowned and shook her head: "I don't! Grandma Huang is not allowed to die! Grandma Huang is dead , what about Bingyue, no one cares!" The queen mother softened her heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay! Grandma is not dead, not dead!..." Only then did Bingyue stand obediently aside.Aunt Su Ma helped the Queen Mother put on her clothes and sat down on the bed. While combing her hair, she said: "Several edicts drafted by the ministers have been issued, and they were issued with the emperor's edict..." Listen, Queen Mother, There was no sound.Those decrees had to be issued.Facing the overall situation at hand, she can only use the political opinions and measures of the auxiliary ministers to calm the grievances caused by Fulin's excessive actions in the past few years.The burial of Concubine Zhen also calmed down the indignation of the harem for many years.The emperor's death did not cause turmoil, and the inside and outside were peaceful, she was very satisfied. "There are two important documents just now. One is from the Ministry of Officials. It is said that a scholar named Zhou Nan from the south of the Yangtze River traveled thousands of miles to the capital to write a letter to ask the Queen Mother to listen to the government behind the curtain..." "Oh?... The Queen Mother listened to the government behind the curtain. There is no such case!...The country's government affairs are complicated, and I can't do what I want, so it's better to concentrate on raising and teaching. In all fairness, if it wasn't for this aging emperor, why should I stay in this world!..." The queen mother said, her eyes turned red, The voice also whimpered.Aunt Su Ma quickly persuaded her: "The queen mother must cherish it, don't be sad anymore. It's always the Buddha's will, and no one can disobey..." The queen mother looked at the personal maid who had been with her since she was a child. Sighing deeply, he stroked his well-combed temples, stood up slowly, and asked, "Is there one more thing?" Aunt Su Ma said with a heavy heart, "It's a secret fold, and the king of Pingxi, Wu Sangui, is going to the funeral." "The Empress Dowager Zhuang was taken aback, and then sat down slowly.When they talked about state affairs, Bingyue ran back to Xuanye in a sensible way.Listening to the tone of Aunt Su Ma and Grandma Huang's words, the two children felt that it was a big deal. After the recovery of Yunnan and Guizhou, the imperial court established the military system of the San Francisco. Wu Sangui, the most powerful Pingxi king in the San Francisco, was entrusted with the important task of guarding and stationed in Yunnan.In the meantime, in the 17th year of Shunzhi, the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of War, in view of the fact that the annual salary of Yunnan Province required more than 9 million taels, plus Guangdong and Fujian, a total of more than 20 million taels, and most of the world's wealth was consumed in San Francisco, suggested calling It is still full of soldiers, and two-fifths of the green battalion will be abolished.Wu Sangui heard the letter and played it in April of that year, saying that the frontiers were not settled and the troops could hardly be reduced, so he asked to lead troops into Burma to exterminate the Southern Ming Dynasty.This was originally an old trick to strengthen the vassals to support themselves, but it was beyond the reach of the whip, and the court had no choice but to win over Wu Sangui and put aside the proposal to withdraw troops.Later, there were a lot of troubles in the court, and the San Francisco affairs could not be taken care of. Now that the whole country is holding a funeral, Wu Sangui came to the capital in the name of going to the funeral, what is the intention in his heart?For such a strong feudal town, and at a time when the imperial court is undergoing major changes, we have to be careful. The Empress Dowager thought for a while, and said, "Send me the book!" Not long after, the head of the Palace of Compassion and Ning came in with a folding box, knelt first and said: "Slave pays respects to Lafayette!" Xuan Ye ascended the throne, and has already respected the Empress Dowager Zhuang as Empress Dowager, so the eunuchs changed their titles.Coupled with the expulsion of a large number of eunuchs, those who remained were naturally grateful to the old queen, and had a particularly respectful attitude. Aunt Su Ma took the folder, opened it and presented it to Empress Dowager Zhuang.She immediately looked down.The zhezi said: "Wu Sangui's funeral is not unusual. He traveled a long way with his troops, and he was still in Huguang. His predecessors had already arrived in Jinan. The people and horses blocked the way, and the residents fled, causing riots everywhere."The imperial court is requested to prepare as soon as possible to prevent accidents. Obviously, this time Wu Sangui came to the capital to check the situation, and he was afraid that the court would take the opportunity to keep him, so he played tricks.So, should we follow the trick and detain him in the capital? ... No, if that is the case, there will be troubles immediately, not to mention the Fujian and Guangdong feudal lords?There is only forbearance in front of me. Empress Dowager Zhuang made up her mind and said to Aunt Su Ma and the manager: "King Pingxi and his subordinates have traveled a long distance and have a large number of people. There is no need to enter the city, so as not to cause misunderstandings and disturb the people. But the king is loyal and commendable, so he ordered him to stay outside the capital. Set up a shed to set up a sacrifice, and you can go back after you are done." "Yes." The two answered quickly, and it seemed that La Aunt Su Ma breathed a sigh of relief. The two dolls over there listened and watched very attentively.The expressions and conversations of the adults, and the anxious atmosphere left a deep impression on them. The Queen Mother slowly sat back on the couch, and Xuanye and Bingyue ran up to her.Bingyue was talking short stories to relieve her boredom, but she kept staring at Xuan Ye intently.She finally asked in a deep voice: "You have been on the throne for more than 20 days. How do you plan to be the emperor?" After hearing her grandmother's question, Xuan Ye became solemn.He looked at his grandmother's haggard, sickly face, and said respectfully: "My grandson has no other wish, but wishes for the world to be safe, to live and work happily, and to share the happiness of peace." Hearing such an intelligent and sensible person is not ordinary. What the child thought about the child's words made the Empress Dowager Zhuang feel sad for a while, hugged Xuanye, and said with tears: "I leave it to you, but it is a heavy burden. If you can't strive for self-improvement, and refuse to think deeply about the way to win the country, then, This Qing Dynasty..." Her voice was choked up, she couldn't continue, and she closed her eyes silently.She felt as if she was soaring high into the sky, soaring very high, looking down at the land, a vast expanse of whiteness, tens of thousands of miles away, with sacrifices everywhere, flying flags everywhere, smoke everywhere, crying everywhere, and the sound of oaths Ups and downs in every corner... This vast land of the Chinese Empire!How many sorrows and sorrows have you buried, and how many terrible upheavals have you lurked! ...People's eyes are focused on the capital, and the eyes of the capital are on the Forbidden City. In the deserted Forbidden City, at this moment, an old grandmother in black robes and mourning clothes is holding her seven-year-old grandson in mourning clothes. Lonely and coldly shed tears... (full text)