How the dark tide in the palace is surging has nothing to do with Zhong Lishuo, who has left the dispute. At this moment, she is studying hard for the end-of-year assessment.
As a new student, she did not need to participate in this year's assessment. But since you have already enrolled, you can't miss an opportunity to go up one level. As long as she passes the exam, she won't have to read Geng in Teacher Cheng Wen's class next year.
In this way, not only has my father's favor been fulfilled, but I can also say goodbye to the group of children in my class who are always excited to call their classmates. Of course, even if she is a higher Xu level next year, she will still be in the same class as a teenager who is much younger than her.
The assessment of the Hongwen Pavilion was held on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, which lasted for three days. The content of the assessment is not only the content taught at all levels, such as the four books and five classics, astronomy, geography, arithmetic, etc., as well as the art of riding and archery.
The questions of the written test were not difficult for Zhong Lishuo, after all, when she was an emperor, she learned these things very well. It's just that she is a little worried about riding, archery and folk art.
Whether in the past or this life, because of her weak body, she has never formally learned riding and archery. She was a little worried that Le Zhengsu's sick body couldn't stand her torment, but fortunately, this body was much better than before. Ten days before the assessment, Zhong Lisu finally mastered the basic horsemanship and archery just like the children in his class.
In this way, the problem of the test is also solved.
Riding and archery was learned under the guidance of the masters, but Quyi, a matter that does not need to be troubled at the moment, has to be covered up with great effort.
In her short life, she was widely known not only as the fallen monarch of the late Chu Dynasty, but also as the voice of the Royal Dragon that resounded throughout Kyushu during the few years in Yunzhou.
Everyone knows that in the depths of the sea of fog in Yunzhou, there is a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old, whose song can shake the sea of clouds, and his voice is as clear as seeing a deer in the depths of a forest.
Because of this clear and melodious sound of shakuhachi, I don't know how many scholars and writers want to make friends with this noble young composer. However, because Zhong Lishuo was thrown into Yunzhou like an exile by the assassinated emperor at that time, it is difficult to reveal her identity, so not many people have seen her true face.
People who have heard her singing but haven't seen her true face will call her to see Young Master Lu.
Until she returned to Yuanzhou City and became the only heir of Emperor Thorn, the noble Prince Zhaoming, the world knew that the clear shakuhachi sound belonged to her.
It was because of that year's Lantern Festival that after watching various performances on a whim, the Thorn Emperor couldn't help but go on stage and dance for a while. The folk customs of Dachu are open, singing and dancing are popular, and the nobles of Yuanzhou City will dance elegant steps. The emperor is the leader of this group of elegant people. It is not uncommon for His Majesty the emperor to dance the rhinoceros. What is rare is that the emperor who has always been cold and serious will also have fun with the courtiers, so the Lantern Festival that year was really lively.
The accompaniment to Emperor Thorn was the shakuhachi of Prince Zhaoming. She blew a song about seeing the moon, and it reached the ears of the elegant ministers. Seeing that the shakuhachi of Lu Gongzi and the tune of Prince Zhaoming overlap, the world will know that the shakuhachi that resounded in Yunzhou in those years was the work of the prince who was living abroad.
So far, Prince Zhaoming's shakuhachi has become the voice of the royal dragon.
The courtiers all know that Emperor Zhao's shakuhachi is one of the best in the world. Until the city of Yuanzhou was broken, Emperor Zhao set a fire in Fengxian Hall, and this shakuba became the sound of the subjugation of the country.
The teacher at Hongwenguan has heard her music more or less, but she can cover up her skills and pass the test. It was just that day, when she handed in the assessment content, Cheng Wen suppressed her assessment questions and said, "Hongwen Museum does not take shakuhachi as a subject for the Quyi assessment, you can choose another one."
She was puzzled. As far as she knew, the Hongwen Museum had no kind of teaching, and no matter what musical instrument it was, it was included in the scope of the composition assessment.
So she opened her mouth and boldly asked why.
Cheng Wen looked at her with complicated and deep eyes, and said after a while, "It's His Majesty's ban."
"Shakuhachi is the sorrow and music of the Chu state, and it should not be played at the beginning of the Qing state."
"Do you understand it?"
Cheng Wen said, looked at her deeply, his eyes were soft and kind.
Zhong Lishuo didn't know what it was like in his heart. It was half loss, but melancholy. He answered in panic, "Students know."
She turned around and went out the door, looking at the desolate winter scene, and exhaling a long white breath. Putting his hands into his wide sleeves, he straightened his waist and walked towards the school building.
Yes, she set fire to the Fengxian Palace, and she was unfilial. When she was dying, she thought of her posthumous title, whether it was a waste or a mourning.
She is the monarch of the subjugated country, and she should not have used such a beautiful word as "Zhao" as a posthumous title. She can't keep the inheritance of her ancestors, she can't save the people who are struggling in the water, she is an incompetent emperor.
But she still felt that she did nothing wrong, and she couldn't defend Yuanzhou City with her dying body if she didn't burn the first palace. If they escaped, the ancestors who were placed in Fengxian Hall could only be insulted in vain. What's more, with her body at that time, she couldn't go north to join the queen at all.
I am afraid that she will return to the ruins before she leaves Yuanzhou.
After all, it is a death, why not die cleanly.
She died in a place dedicated to her ancestors and turned to ashes. As for Zhongli's family who could inherit the throne, except for King Yun Zhong, they were all killed by the assassination emperor.
There's nothing wrong with her giving up the throne to the queen. The previous dynasty also had precedents for queens to be in power, as it should be. What's more, their husband and wife are one body, and when she dies, it is the same for the queen to rule.
The queen is more talented than her, knows more than her, and is more considerate to the people than her. Most importantly, compared with her puppet emperor who has nothing, the queen has soldiers.
Back then, the emperor thorn took back the imperial concubine's military talisman, and it ended up in Zhong Lishuo's hands. After ascending the throne, she returned the military talisman to Xuan Jingchen.
The queen will lead troops, but she will not.
Zhong Lishuo wanted to be a good emperor. Everyone thought she was not suitable to be an emperor, but she still wanted to be a good emperor. Only the queen thought she could do it well, but she died too early, and after all, there was no way to achieve it.
Zhong Lishuo thought that she did the right thing by handing over the country to such a person. At least now, when she opened her eyes again, it was a world without war, instead of being scolded by Zhong Li's ancestors who hated iron.
She was right, she was right.
She just did as her mother said, her life is not very good and she can't live too long.
Zhong Lishuo was already dead, in the Xia Yuan Rebellion three years ago.
All these have passed, her life, with a single word Zhao, has been completed enough.
Shakuhachi is not the sound of the end of the Chu Dynasty, but the prosperous prelude of the Qing Dynasty.
Since the Queen defied all opinions and gave her the word "Zhao", in her heart, she wouldn't think so of her song.
That's right, Zitong.
In a trance, she recalled that she was holding a dagger in Qianyuan Hall, kneeling in cold sweat in front of the emperor's couch. The Crown Princess, who was kneeling on the ground, got up, walked to her side, knelt down together, and held her bloody hand.
Zhong Lishuo looked sideways, looked at her with tears, and looked at her bloody forehead with tears.
Look at her pale lips, messy hair, unable to speak for a long time.
Until, at some point, Da Si Ming appeared behind her, and took all the Si Ming of the Supervisor Tiansi to the ground.
"I also wish Your Majesty's condolences, and I respectfully invite Your Majesty to ascend the throne immediately."
"Congratulations to your Majesty to ascend the throne."
One after another, it exploded in her mind. She staggered to her feet, glanced at the strangely peaceful and still handsome Emperor Thorn on the bed, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground. Turning his head, he looked at Tsing Yi Si Ming who was kneeling on the ground, took a deep breath, picked up the dagger and plunged it into his chest fiercely.
It was dark in front of him, and when he woke up again, he was lying in the side hall of Shengyuan Palace in a Mianfu.
Not far away, there were bursts of mourning and music, and the false cries of ministers were heard.
In front of her, the pale-faced Crown Princess knelt before the couch, guarding her alone.
Seeing her waking up, he raised his head and said word by word, "Your Majesty, all the servants who assassinated the late emperor have been put to death, and I hope your majesty condolences. The chief minister has determined the date, please order the late emperor to be buried as soon as possible."
She couldn't hear anything, just stared blankly at the top of the tent and said, "I'm a sinner."
However, if they don't do this, they will be more sinful when they leave home, so she is willing to exchange her life for her life.
She calmed down for a while, but heard the Crown Princess say: "I hope Your Majesty will take care of the dragon body, Chu country, you are the only one left."
Yes, in this promising Chu country, the only one who can be called the emperor is the weak and useless Prince Zhaoming.
She took over the barbarians in the north, the corrupt officials in the Southern Dynasty, the orphans and widows who died on the streets, and the young adults who died on the frontier.
She should die, but not yet.
But can someone like her become a king of a country
So she turned her head and looked at Xuan Jingchen: "Prince Concubine, do you think I will be a good king?"
"Emperor Jingming said: 'The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the community'. The successive emperors of the Chu kingdom are firm and brave. Even if there are internal and external troubles, they will be able to solve it with concerted efforts." Her concubine, although a general of a country, It happens that he has the attitude of a weak willow and supports the wind, and his speech is also gentle and gentle.
However, in that tenderness, there is the tenacity of dianthus that is generally unmoved by wind and rain.
She said: "Your Majesty treats me with the courtesy of a countryman. In this lifetime, I will be your Majesty's life and death, open up the territory, and return to the great Chu Haiyan River Qing."
Zhong Lishuo lowered his head and saw firmness in those gentle eyes.
They are husband and wife, but they are also monarchs and ministers, and they are comrades-in-arms who support each other along the way.
She should have accompany her to restore the tranquility of this ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, but after all, it can't withstand the impermanence of the world.
Now that she's dead, the queen is such an amazing and talented character, you don't need to be dragged down by her, you can marry a good family.
That's not right, her Zitong is now the supreme emperor. If you want to marry, someone else will marry her.
After many years of marriage, she never asked her what kind of characters she liked. But someone like her with no talent, if it wasn't for the crown prince, she wouldn't be able to marry her.
After all, it wouldn't be someone like her.
Zhong Lishuo laughed at himself, and buried all the thoughts that were brought up by the old things in his heart. Along with those cravings that dare not touch, clean up together.
She is Le Zhengsu, she should be Le Zhengsu.
Le Zhengsu, you have to study hard and pass the assessment.
She thought so, and secretly encouraged herself, and finally made a decision. Since you can't play the shakuhachi, let's play the flute. Easy to get started, best of all.
A positive and optimistic 16-year-old boy, just like Mr. Lu who was carefree in Yunzhou many years ago. After a lot of hard work, Zhong Lishuo passed the examination with very good grades.
The 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month is the day when the students of Hongwen Hall get their grades and pack their bags and go home. Zhong Lishuo's home is in Yuanzhou City, so after taking the test results, he heard Cheng Wen chanting a few words and went to the gate of the academy alone.
The students walked together in twos and threes, wrapped in heavy cloaks and talked about vacation and play. Zhong Lishuo wondered if he could talk to his mother about going to Zhuangzi in the outer suburbs to take a hot spring, but he didn't pay much attention to the people around him.
"If you want to talk about this party, it's better to go to Mingyue Pavilion. Recently, a group of Lanzhou teams have come to Mingyue Pavilion. They sing and dance very well, and the place is clean. You will definitely like it, princess."
"Princess… "
"Princess… "
Zhong Lishuo, who was hurriedly walking forward, was grabbed by someone, and a voice exploded in his ear: "Brother-in-law of the prince!"
She raised her head abruptly, and saw the pretty girl looking at her with a pair of tearful eyes in surprise and joy, and she froze in place.
This is Jing Ning, her sister...