The construction of imperial mausoleums has always been started after a king ascends the throne, and can not be stopped until the death of this emperor. During this process, no matter how long the emperor reigns, whether it is ten, twenty, or thirty years, then This construction period must be ongoing.
But if the emperor dies within less than a year of reigning, the body can still be stored for up to seven months. Within seven months, the royal family will use all its power to build an imperial mausoleum.
Nothing is absolute. Of course, after the Southern Song Dynasty, the emperor basically broke away from the system of building mausoleums as soon as he ascended the throne. It was not until later that this system was restored.
I don't know what's going on with Li Zhi lately. He's worrying about gains and losses every day, sighing, and acting like I'm going to die, and I'm afraid I'll see my ancestors soon. This makes Wu Mei upset every day, and Li Hong, Li Dan, and Li Lingyue are on tenterhooks. I don’t know what kind of monster the old man wants to be.
Since before the first day of this year, several senior officials in the court, just a few years after being dismissed or voluntarily resigned by Li Hong, seemed to have made an appointment and at the same time chose to sleep forever this year.
This made Li Hong more and more curious. He wanted to find an almanac to read through. Is there anything to say about this year? Could someone who died this year be reincarnated like himself
But before he could look through the almanac and study what was different about this year, Li Zhi, who had just returned from attending the funeral of an important minister, began to sit in the East Palace, as if he had been wronged by his unfilial children, saying nothing. Not eating or drinking, looking gloomy.
Even if Li Hong asked Pei Wanying to put Li Ye and Li Ye in front of Li Zhi, it could not change the old man's expression of melancholy as a poet, deepness as an artist, and mysterious self-pity as a philosopher.
"You... what's wrong with you? Didn't I say that you will still accept the worship of envoys from various countries at the Yuan Dynasty meeting? After all, you are still the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. You are the emperor of the Tang Dynasty." Li Hong sat aside and looked at Li Zhi, who was silent and silent, and then looked at Pei Wanying, who had the same worried look on his face. No one knew who had provoked the old man recently.
"Oh... forget it, let's not talk about it. In my heart..."
"It's not like that. Zhang Wenguan is already eighty-four. This is a happy mourning." Li Hong looked at Father Long cautiously. Zhang Wenguan's death can be regarded as a death of old age. Even in the previous life, it was considered a happy mourning.
Seventy-three and eighty-four, these two word numbers have always been difficult for people to cross in life. Being able to die on the hurdle can be regarded as a complete life.
"My children are unfilial. If I hadn't sympathized with my ministers, I was afraid that Zhang Wenguan would leave... You just issued the decree, but I went there in person. That mausoleum... I had promised him back then that I would allow him to accompany me..."
"But... isn't he by your side? I ordered him..."
"Don't you think it's too crude?"
"Still crude!" Li Hong almost jumped up from the sofa and looked at the old man with wide eyes and asked.
Pei Wanying on the side saw that the father and son were bound to quarrel again next moment, and she hurriedly pulled Li Hong's sleeves and motioned for Li Hong to speak nicely.
But before Pei Wanying could hold down Li Hong who jumped up, Li Zhi also started to glare and angrily scolded the unfilial son: "I knew it would be like this! Is it simple or not? Have you seen it yourself? How many times a year have you been there? ? At my age, is this too much to ask for? You haven’t thought about your father’s hard work all his life..."
"Stop it, tell me the conditions directly, or you can tell me directly, what are you dissatisfied with?"
"The city is not satisfied." Li Zhi frowned, looked at the more sophisticated Crown Prince, and said coldly.
"The mausoleum is built because of the mountains, with dragons and phoenixes surrounding it. It was built in imitation of the pattern of Chang'an. The east Qinglong, south Zhuque, north Xuanwu and west white tiger are eighty miles in circumference. The Shang River is in the east and Mohe Town is in the west. The north and south peaks confront each other. , isn’t it too young?” Li Hong remembered that the last time he went there, he walked with both feet during the inspection just like walking in the park. In order to show his filial piety, his legs hurt when he walked. The board is numb, and I’m only halfway there, and it’s still too crude!
"Inside, inside." Li Zhi felt very happy when he heard Li Hong boasting about a mausoleum that was even larger than that of the late emperor.
"You don't want to live in now... I'm sorry, that's not what I meant."
"Did you hear it? Ah? Did Wanying hear it? You are trying to curse me to die early! The prince is trying to..."
"Don't be aggrieved. After the court tomorrow morning, can I take all the civil and military officials there? I'll also take Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang over and let them take a look at you again, okay?" Li Hong now feels that the old man is getting more and more angry. He is becoming difficult to maintain, and his temper and character are becoming increasingly difficult to figure out.
Sometimes Li Hong even feels that dealing with Father Long is not as easy as taking care of Li Ye and Li Ye by himself.
But naturally he didn't dare to say this, otherwise a big hat would be slapped on his head.
But since the old man came out of Zhang Wenguan's house and went straight to the East Palace, it was obvious that someone was gossiping with him, or was there really something missing about the so-called Qianling
After hearing Li Hong's promise, the expression on Li Zhi's face became better, and he began to tease Li Ye and Li Ye who had been leaning beside Pei Wanying, and then Long Xin happily coaxed the two villains. Son, in the end, he held one hand and led the two of them into the Daming Palace.
"You... you don't really want to go, do you?" After watching the old man leave, Pei Wanying took Li Hong's hand on her thigh and murmured.
"Looking like this, why don't you go? I'm afraid something might be wrong. I'm embarrassed to say it, but I can't tell. Since someone is gossiping with him or giving him advice, I can't tell tomorrow. During the morning court, someone will bring it up in the court, let's see and talk about it." Li Hong was stroking his thigh while thinking with a headache what the morning court would be like tomorrow.
The Qianling Mausoleum is located in Xianyang, Chi County, Gyeonggi Province, and there is another person buried here, that is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, his mother Wu Mei’s mother and sister, including Holland Minyue who later died, are also buried here. , but compared to the old man's, his cemetery is naturally not comparable at all, it is far worse.
Pei Wanying glanced at the door with her peripheral vision, and saw two slim girls at the door slowly walking in under the salute of the palace maid, so she hurriedly pushed away someone's increasingly wanton hand on her thigh, stood up and looked down on her Li Lingyue walked in and followed Guan Wan'er.
The two women each have their own beauty. In addition, they are still young and in the period of physical development. Their whole bodies are filled with a strong youthful atmosphere of girls, pure and flawless.
Li Hong has always been open-minded about Li Lingyue's efforts to bring him and Shangguan Wan'er together, and Shangguan Wan'er's attitude is also irresistible. After knowing Li Lingyue's thoughts, Shangguan Wan'er is still the same as before. When facing Li Hong, he was generous and knowledgeable. From time to time, he would take the initiative to ask Li Hong for advice due to some problems in the Chongwen Museum.
Seeing the three women chattering around each other, he, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, suddenly lost his sense of existence, so someone had no choice but to touch his nose resignedly. When he passed by Li Lingyue, he couldn't help but admire her whiteness. Ruyu was struck on the forehead.
Li Lingyue, who was screaming in pain, had long been accustomed to her royal brother's pranks. She wrinkled her beautiful nose and made faces at Li Hong, but she would never be like before, hanging on Li Hong with all her teeth and claws to get revenge. .
Seeing Li Hong walking straight out the door, Li Lingyue suddenly called out to Li Hong as if she remembered something: "Wait a moment, Brother Huang."
"What's the matter?" Li Hong turned around, looked at Li Lingyue, who was developing small breasts, and walked quickly towards him.
"Where are you going?" Li Lingyue asked mysteriously.
"Do you want to take care of it?" Li Hong was also very vigilant. This little thing's eccentric temperament had never changed and he couldn't be fooled by her elegant and noble appearance.
"I'm kindly reminding you, but I don't appreciate it, but I'll tell you, don't go to Aunt Yangyang's house in Chengyang."
"Why?"
"Because I just came back, Aunt Chengyang was crying with tears streaming down her face. She missed Xue Shao and hoped that Yuan Ri could come back. She said she hoped that Xue Shao would come back and gain knowledge during this year's imperial court in Chang'an. "
"Who has such a big mouth? Did you leak the information about this year's Great Court Meeting?" Li Hong frowned. Everything about this year's Great Court Meeting is still in progress, but only a few high-ranking officials know about it, namely the father and the queen. Not many details are known.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't say it. I suspect it was when the emperor and his mother played mahjong with Aunt Chengyang when it snowed two days ago. Did they know it from the emperor's mouth?" Li Lingyue said with a beautiful expression. The eyes, big and bright, seemed to be able to speak, full of meaning that Li Hong understood as needing to be beaten.
"Just talk loudly. When Aunt Chengyang comes to you for help, don't come to me." Li Hong didn't bother to pay attention to her, and left after saying that.
"Then what are you going to do? Will you let him come back?" Seeing that he had not deceived the emperor, Li Lingyue had no choice but to ask with a flat mouth.
"Anxi Li Zhe has the final say, why don't you just go to him? How dare he not listen to you?"
"Dare you." Li Lingyue glared at Li Hong and said in frustration.
"Then there's nothing I can do."
"Hey, you are the prince, please help me, otherwise Aunt Chengyang will punish me! You can't just die without saving me."
"You will be punished if you do it." Li Hong's voice drifted in from far outside the Li Zheng Palace. The frustrated Li Lingyue turned around pitifully and began to ask for help from the Crown Princess.
Pei Wanying let go of Shangguan Wan'er's hand, and saw a white jade and gold hairpin in Shangguan Wan'er's hand: "I dare not interfere with your imperial brother's affairs."
Shangguan Wan'er pondered and said slowly: "Perhaps Ling Yue, you can tell His Highness the King of England about this. If His Highness the King knew that there was such a grand event in Chang'an, would he be thinking... Anyway, didn't Anxi say a ceasefire now? "
"Yes." Pei Wanying and her sister-in-law said in unison as they suddenly realized.
"Besides, Xue Rengui and Hei Qichang are still here, so it won't be a problem to be in Anxi without the Seven Emperors, right?" The quirky Li Lingyue asked with her eyes, the two women who might serve together to serve His Highness the Crown Prince said. .
(End of chapter)