The proclamation room was brightly lit, and there was another shift of servants in front of the hall, all standing in the shadow of the deep curtain of the Huazhu with lowered eyebrows, not hearing a single sound.
Yan Xi stood quietly by the side of the imperial case with his sleeves wrapped around his robe, and raised his eyes to look at the memorials with some anxiety.
For several days in a row, the emperor had a discussion with King Zhan every night, followed by this endless memorial, and it was time for the morning court. King Zhan was granted a nine-chapter golden decree, allowing him to enter and leave the palace at any time, but it was rare to be summoned overnight like this, and it was a secret call. After several days in succession, the situation in the court changed completely.
Ye Tianling frowned slightly, and put down a notebook in his hand. This is the manuscript of King Li. In May of this year, King Li and Princess Huayi Yin Caiqian set off for Yanliang. Not long after arriving in Yanliang, they played the copy and returned to Beijing together, requesting that the coffin of King Che be placed in northern Xinjiang, and no longer Relocation.
After several discussions between Ye Tianling and Qing Chen, they finally allowed the two of them to play, decreed to repair the royal tomb, build a sacrificial shrine, and renamed Yanliang to Wuying. After that, more than 30,000 households of the people in the nearby counties were relocated, and the thoroughfare of the city was expanded. Wuying Dufu was added between the original Wuwei Duhufu and Beiting Duhufu, making it an important town guarding the northwest frontier.
The Emperor of Heaven passed away, and King Li returned to Beijing to attend the funeral. He just arrived in Yige yesterday. In addition to bringing back Yin Caiqian's memorial requesting to stay in Wuying, he also wrote two manuscripts one after another. One is a routine report, and the other is of course for The Empress moved to Changxiao Palace.
There were still a bunch of unresolved political affairs in front of him, but Ye Tianling was a little impetuous. He stood up and walked around the room for a while, then walked slowly outside the hall. Seeing this, Yan Xi hurriedly followed, but saw that the emperor had been standing in front of the steps for more than half an hour, not moving or speaking.
Everyone in the left and right palaces knew that the emperor was in a bad mood these days, so he was careful everywhere. Yan Xi and Wei Changzheng, who was on duty in front of the palace, looked at each other. Wei Changzheng quietly followed the emperor's gaze, and raised his eyes towards the northwest corner of the palace. Yan Xi weighed it for a while, then stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, the moonlight is not bad tonight. After reading the scriptures for so long, why don't you walk around and relax your muscles and bones."
Ye Tianling didn't object at all, the moonlight was excellent, and the sky and the ground were quiet and quiet. Qiongdian Yaoge, Yuchi Qiushui, ethereal like a fairyland. He had something on his mind, and kept walking with his hands behind his back thoughtfully. He didn't know how long he had walked, and suddenly he heard Yan Xi whisper: "Your Majesty, just ahead is the Changxiao Palace."
Ye Tianling paused, and his eyes flicked to Yan Xi. Yan Xi lowered his head and was flustered, not daring to vent his breath, but when he raised his head again, he saw the emperor walking towards Changxiao Palace.
The shadows of the palace are heavy, the curtain lights are swaying, the Changxiao Palace has flat eaves and plain pavilions, the garden is quiet, the moon is sprinkled with sapphire tiles, and the frost is thousands of miles white.
Baguio served the queen to sleep, and was about to turn around and turn off the palace lantern when she heard a low voice from the tent, "Biyao."
Baguio turned around and saw the queen sitting up under the quilt, "Ma'am, what else can I do?"
Qing Chen raised his hand and held the tent for a while, "I can't sleep." She got up and stepped out of the tent, and Bi Yao hurriedly put a long coat on her. She looked sideways at the moonlight slanting through the window, and the moonlight shone directly into her heart, floating up and down, as bright as water. She gathered up her clothes suddenly, turned around and walked outside.
"Where are you going, ma'am?" Baguio hurriedly followed. Qing Chen walked faster and faster, feeling a strange feeling in her heart, as if something was waiting for her ahead. This place is not as deep and spacious as Hanguang Palace, she left the bedroom in a few steps, turned outside, and stepped up the steps.
Baguio followed behind, looked forward, and let out a soft "ah".
In the courtyard, the brilliance is as clear as water, there is someone standing alone in front of the court, the clothes are half wet, and the plain clothes are cold, who is it if it is not the emperor
The moon is in the sky, the autumn wind is white and the jade steps are cold. Qing Chen stood a few steps away from Ye Tianling, his swaying cloud clothes seemed to carry moonlight, and his blue hair was half scattered, falling into the wind. Looking at each other, Ye Tianling suddenly strode forward and suddenly raised his hand to hug her into his arms. Baguio felt a slight soreness in his eyes, and quietly backed away holding his breath.
Qing Chen was hugged tightly by Ye Tianling, his body was soaked in autumn cold, but warm breath surrounded her through his clothes, she gently pushed him: "Why are you here? Has the matter been resolved?"
Ye Tianling didn't let go of her, but just nodded. Since he ascended the throne, he has never had a concubine. Everyone knows that the empress dominates the harem and is extremely favored. There was a controversy in front of the Wutai Palace, and even the queen was thrown into the cold palace because of this. Who would dare to disobey the decree and offend Longlin again? No one dared to say a word about the joint burial of the emperor and the empress, and the court was purged.
Qing Chen raised his head in Ye Tianling's arms, "Then why are you still depressed?"
Ye Tianling looked at her, stretched out his hand to gently stroke her cheek, and after a long time, sighed deeply: "Qing'er, in this world, I have wronged you after all."
Qing Chen smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Why don't you say that I'm doing well in Wutai Palace? You two brothers have recently sang bad faces and the other bad faces. Give me a chance too. If you say something like this, then you can build a golden house to hide me, so that the wind won't blow and the rain won't get you, but it will make people bored!"
Ye Tianling raised his head, looked around the Changxiao Palace, stared at her again, and said in a low voice, "I just feel like I haven't seen you for so many years." He held her hand and put it on his heart, "This place is empty Yes, what is black and white, good or bad, I didn't think about it. The twelfth brother came back yesterday, entered the palace and had a big fight with me, asking me what I was doing, and I could only smile wryly. Miss him That's right, if I can't even tolerate you, I should wait to be a loner."
The temperature in his heart came from the palm of his hand, and it turned into a wave of warm current. Qing Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "This twelve, he is the only one who dares to be like you. I don't know if his temper is like a gentle person like the concubine. who."
Ye Tianling said: "Fortunately, he still dared. The seventh younger brother entered the palace every day these days. He clearly wanted to say something, but he endured it and never said anything. Qing'er, even you don't want to argue with me now. I want to let the queen mother and the emperor be buried together, you don't agree, but you never told me."
Ye Tianzhan is indeed more experienced than Twelve, it seems that he finally understood when she took a look. Not only that, but he might also be avoiding suspicion. Regardless of the emperor's attitude towards Emperor Mu or his attitude towards the queen, the more he talks about it from his standpoint, the more likely it will backfire. Qing Chen heaved a sigh of relief, she knew that Ye Tianling's father was Emperor Mu, and said softly: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just think that, based on emotion and reason, there is nothing wrong with what you do. Furthermore, even if everyone in the world says you are wrong, I will support you by my side. Those ministers, we always have a way to make them regress."
Ye Tianling moved slightly, but his brows did not relax. After the news of the funeral came from Fuming Palace, he ordered to move the imperial study room to Wutai Palace the next day. On the surface, he was indifferent, and all the funeral rites were as ceremonial, but he couldn't even explain the feeling in his heart. For a long time, in his mind, the image of Emperor Mu was so vague that all he could see were the records in some volumes in the Notes on Living in Forbidden China. Seeking immortals, asking questions, indulging in pleasure, neglecting state affairs, reusing foreign relatives... none of these left any good impression on him. He even sometimes thought that if the Emperor of Heaven had ascended the throne a few years earlier, maybe the situation of the Celestial Dynasty would be much better than it is now.
At the funeral ceremony, facing the lofty tablets in the ancestral temple, he seemed to find that the person he had called Father Emperor for twenty-seven years was naturally more like his Father Emperor than the person who should be his Father Emperor, so that He often wondered if the queen mother and the emperor's grandmother got the truth of the matter wrong? "This matter, what do you think the queen mother hopes for?" He suddenly lowered his head and asked Qing Chen.
Qing Chen thought for a while, and said: "I think the Empress Mother has hatred for the Emperor of Heaven, but she also has affection, and you and I can see how the Emperor of Heaven treats the Empress Mother. Fourth brother, you want your biological parents to be buried together. It's human nature, but if you are willing to fulfill your mother and the emperor, isn't it a kind of filial piety?"
Ye Tianling's voice was like this deep night, cool and thick: "He is my father-killing enemy."
"Don't let hatred dazzle you." Qing Chen whispered, "This is what my mother asked me to tell you a long time ago."
"Mother's queen?" Ye Tianling raised his head and looked at Han Ye, "Well, I hate him, so I will use that method to seize the throne. I will make him sick and old, lonely and desolate." There was a hint of revenge in his eyes. Pleasure, accompanied by loneliness alternately, is touching and distressing. He suddenly chuckled: "But he died, and I feel sad in my heart. Tell me, isn't this ridiculous?"
Qing Chen hugged him, and said softly: "It's not ridiculous, fourth brother. For twenty-seven years, father and son have been alike. If you hate him and respect him, you are the real you. Why do you have to distinguish so clearly? You just need to do what you want to do." .You are the Son of Heaven, the Emperor. You can kill and kill others with one sentence, and honor and disgrace others with your hand. You can make thousands of people cry and laugh. Your hatred will make him lose everything, but you can also give him a fulfillment. think."
Ye Tianling leaned over to stare at her, Qing Chen's eyes were bright, "I hated him, fulfilled him, and made a clean break from now on. The last generation has passed, but we still have a long way to go, should we stop here? entanglement?"
Ye Tianling raised his head and looked at the boundless night sky. The bright moon was clear and bright, piercing through his heart like water floating and sinking. All of a sudden, everything became quiet like that. The knot in his heart had been stuck in his heart for many years, and it was still difficult to untie it. The death of the Emperor of Heaven touched his deepest emotions, but it was like a sharp sword, which could barely cut through the knot. Yes, it's time to stop here, the dead are gone, the living will go, the hated ones should be hated, the ones that should be paid back, how many things are waiting for him to do? Completion requires greater wisdom and courage than hatred.
He suddenly smiled, a little self-deprecating, and a little free and easy, and suddenly sighed: "The parents who gave birth to me, and the children who know me."
Qing Chen pursed his lips lightly and looked at each other with a smile. The shadows of the two were faintly illuminated by the moonlight, which were projected obliquely on the ground, overlapping silently. Ye Tianling's eyes lit up deeply, and he suddenly raised his hand to hug Qing Chen horizontally, and strode out.
Qing Chen was taken aback, and whispered, "What are you doing, where are you going?"
Ye Tianling walked and said, "Go back to the bedroom."
Qing Chen said: "It's only been a few days, and you're so good at acting like this, you can sing a play to the end anyway!"
Ye Tianling lowered his head and said: "I won't sing this play anymore. If I can't shake those ministers after so many days, I might as well abdicate to let the virtuous. Today, I will beg for mercy from the twelfth younger brother, and forgive you this time, but you underestimated me again." Husband, I will punish you to go back to Hanguang Palace to attend bed..."
"Who will go back to Hanguang Palace with you, I'll go to Tsinghua Terrace..." Qing Chen grabbed his neck, the words fell, the moonlight floated faintly like a dream, and gradually faded away. ... Later, when the emperor disobeyed the emperor, the emperor moved to the Changxiao Palace in anger. There were heavy soldiers and no one in the palace could get close. King Li tried his best to be in front of the imperial court, and the Zhongshu ordered Fengyan to submit three chapters, with the virtues of the past, and all the officials please forgive me. The emperor has a feeling, welcomes the queen back to Hanguang Palace, and repays Enjia.
In December, the spirit of Empress Dowager Hui was relocated, accompanied by Emperor Tian, and buried in Dongling.