The bustle of the capital resumed, and the officials who had escaped from the capital returned to their posts one by one. After rectification, some people went to the palace to respectfully invite the emperor to go to court. Li Huailin came out of Hexi Palace, changed into a dragon robe, took some scrolls, and sat on the dragon chair.
"I, thanks to the kindness of the late emperor's upbringing, the eldest princess has taken care of me for many years, and I was able to ascend the throne, but I don't want to cause a catastrophe, bring down the instability of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and make the people of the world restless. I dreamed of the late emperor last night, and he blamed me for being an emperor. , I also feel guilty, so today I want to make the imperial edict left by the former emperor known to the world."
In fact, many of the people standing at the bottom of the court were also critical of the emperor. If it wasn't for Lord Ziyang, how could he still be sitting on top? What's more, Li Huailin was headstrong before, and he was close to courtiers and far away from villains, and many ministers were also dissatisfied. But when they first heard his words, everyone was shocked again.
Now I like you very much, so I can recite whatever I want.
With the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, Jiang Xuanjin said, "At that time, I didn't like you that much."
Jiang Xuanjin paused, thinking of the Jiangfu Garden a long time ago, when she injured her ankle and begged him to carry it for nothing, he had a stern and indifferent expression.
With eyes shining brightly, Huaiyu hooked his neck with a smile, swayed her legs and said, "I asked you to carry it before, but you refused to do so, why do you want to carry it now?"
Laughing angrily, Jiang Xuanjin felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply pulled her over and carried her behind his back.
"Boom~"
"Shut up."
Big hooligan Li hugged him like a fool, kissing and rubbing against him: "She is a little girl in front of my husband~"
People like her are considered little girls, are there any stinky hooligans in the world
Stopping and looking her up and down, Jiang Xuanjin couldn't believe it: "Little girl?"
"Dignified Lord Ziyang, what are you fussing about with the little girl?" She pouted.
"You continue to make up."
"Hey." Huaiyu said with a guilty conscience, looking away, "It's evil fate, that's right, the good fate after all the evil things are gone, is called evil fate for short!"
Jiang Xuanjin glanced at her: "Yesterday you quarreled with me and said that meeting me was a bad fate."
Blinking, blinking again, Huaiyu hugged his arm and sighed: "I was thinking, the old man is really fair, and he let me meet you to compensate me."
"What are you thinking?" Jiang Xuanjin asked her.
Li Huaiyu is so dazed, he was kicked out by the old man together with Jiang Xuanjin, and he still can't recover.
"How do you young people understand these rules?" The old man snorted, "When a child is famous, he has to wear a golden lock to keep him safe and auspicious... Hey, are you two done talking? Go out for a walk after you finish talking, Don't stay in my room all the time."
"Don't!" Li Huaiyu quickly waved his hand, pointing to the house full of things, "They are still young, so they don't need so much, and it won't be too late when they are one year old."
Once he was praised, the old man was even more happy, happily holding the two children, swaying back and forth by the desk: "Suisui, Fanchen, finally have a decent name, I will let Chong Go out and get two golden locks and come back..."
"Okay." Huaiyu clapped his hands, "This name sounds nice."
With her smoothing things over, the old man laughed again, pointing to the name on the paper and said: "The old man made people calculate the horoscope, and my brother's horoscope is heavy. I want to give him a bigger name, but I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress it. Now It's good, no matter how big the name is, he can afford it, so how about taking the word Chen, and adding the character 'Fan', the generational character of the Li family's royal family, how about being Fan Chen?"
"Yeah, I'm in charge." Huaiyu smiled, "Father, let's see what name the little bastard chooses, and ignore him."
Old Mrs. Jiang sighed: "I'll just say a few words casually, whether you will live or not, is it up to you?"
Good luck is good, in case of bad luck? Jiang Xuanjin's face was gloomy and her jaw was tense, as if she was not negotiable.
Huaiyu knew what he was thinking, and quickly took his hand to coax him in a low voice: "I won't give birth, don't give birth, don't get excited, I'm still fine?"
"That doesn't work either." He frowned, with a hint of hostility all over his body, and his tone was contradictory.
The old man was taken aback, then glanced at him: "It's not your birth."
"No." Jiang Xuanjin's face darkened when he heard this, "I won't give birth."
"Don't worry, the second child of the Jiang family still has a boy surnamed Jiang." Seeing her astonished face, the old man comforted her in turn, "Although the second child, concubine Ji, is petty and suspicious, and refuses to give the child to the old man. Take, but that child is also surnamed Jiang, and will inherit the incense of the Jiang family. If you really feel sorry, it doesn’t matter if you have two more children when fate comes.”
Jiang Xuanjin's face was indifferent, with an expression of "I knew it would be like this". Although the old man likes children, he is very reasonable, as long as he is allowed to hold the child, everything else is easy to discuss.
Huaiyu was shocked, looking at him and then at Jiang Xuanjin.
The old man pursed his lips: "Xuan Jin said, you gave birth to these two children with all your might, our family didn't take good care of you, and didn't do much to help you. You are willing to bring the children back, which already makes this old man very happy." Besides, this child is blessed. With the surname Li, he will rule the world in the future. Under the overall situation, how can he care about this surname? After all, he is the grandson of the old man!"
"Wait." Seeing that he was going on and on, Huaiyu hurriedly asked the old man to stop, "You... don't mind if the little bastard's surname is Li?"
Turning his head to look at Li Huaiyu, he hugged the little scourge tightly: "Girls must be surnamed Jiang, okay? I have already thought about the name, Sui Sui, 'There is a fox Sui Sui, in Biqiliang', the word Sui is good !Excellent! Listen to me..."
"Hey, I know." The old man waved his hand, "There's such a commotion outside, and you're not deaf as a father, do you still need to talk about it? My brother's surname is Li, it doesn't matter, but..."
Jiang Xuanjin said: "There is something I want to discuss with my father."
Half a sheet of paper the size of a table top was filled with characters written in small letters. Huaiyu glanced at it and found that it was full of first names and no surnames.
"Hey, are you here?" The old man happily put down his pen and picked up the rice paper on the table, "Come and see, which name is good?"
The old man had two cloth pockets hanging around his neck, and a little guy was stuffed in one of them. He didn't feel his neck was sore. He patted the swaddle with one hand, and wrote something on the table with a pen in the other.
However, after stepping into the Hongyuan Pavilion, Huaiyu found that she really seemed to be thinking too much.
Huaiyu stared, could it be that she was thinking too much? Which in-law's family can bear the child's mother's name? Not to mention a big family like the Jiang family.
Slightly smirking, Jiang Xuanjin said, "You think too much."
"The old man likes the little bastard so much, and he is still flipping through the book to name him. If he suddenly tells him that the child's surname is Li, he will be furious!" Huaiyu shivered after thinking about it, "He has been in the past two days Sleeping with the two little guys in their arms, never leaving each other!"
Jiang Xuanjin looked back at her: "What are you afraid of?"
Li Huaiyu could understand their thoughts very well. After all, Li Jiangshan couldn't just change his surname casually, but how would he explain it to the old man of the Jiang family? She wrinkled her face worryingly, pulled Jiang Xuanjin's clothes and said, "Go slowly."
However, there is a problem that the courtiers hope that the child's surname is Li.
At the beginning of September in the ninth year of Daxing, Qin Emperor Bai Xiandi's edict gave way to the son of Princess Danyang. The court praised and suppressed it, and a new dispute was raised. However, the army of Ziyang and Danyang suppressed outside the capital, and the princess recruited Marshal Ma. Enter the DPRK to greet you and report the situation of the troops. After the report was over, the controversy ceased, and Feng Chang chose an auspicious day for enthronement, and planned to enshrine the son of the eldest princess as emperor.
When he said this, his eyes lit up unexpectedly, as if thinking of something warm, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Your Majesty, don't worry." Li Huailin said, "I have somewhere to go."
The last emperor's edict has been issued, although there are still disputes in the court, but he voluntarily abdicated the throne, fearing that he would no longer be able to live in Longyan Palace.
Weighing the box, it was a bit heavy, Jiang Xuanjin put it away, and asked, "Where are you going?"
After a pause, he clenched his fists: "If the imperial sister doesn't want it, your majesty just throw it away. It's not a valuable thing after all."
"I'm used to it." He said, "I thought she was going to die, so it's okay to burn it to her, but she has a lot of life and can't die, so let's send it to her."
Didn't he plan to kill her in the first place
After receiving the box, Jiang Xuanjin was puzzled: "Your Majesty still prepared this?"
"Sister Huang's birthday this year and last year have already passed." He pursed his lips, "Give it to her for me."
Li Huailin chuckled, twisting his sleeves repeatedly with his fingers, hesitating for a long time before getting up, walking to the bookshelf, and taking a box down.
"No." Jiang Xuanjin shook her head, "She cares a lot."
Li Huailin stood in front of him, lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, don't you think it's superfluous to ask this now?"
After the morning was over, he stood in the imperial study and asked this question.
"Do you feel ashamed of your imperial sister?"
Standing below, Jiang Xuanjin silently listened to every word he read. His eyes fell on the unicorn incense burner in front of the steps, watching the curling blue smoke floating out of it.
The deep voice resounded throughout the court, all the officials were stunned and at a loss, but Li Huailin didn't have the slightest intention to stop. He stood upright, holding the old scroll, and stood on the golden steps.
"However, Huailin is not my flesh and blood. The Li family is orthodox, and only Yu is the only one. If Huailin reaches sixteen, he should give way to Huaiyu's son. Yu is smart, benevolent and filial, making him virtuous and natural. Has the ability to assist the country. The youngest son succeeds to the throne, and the civil and military officials at home and abroad work together to assist and protect the elders. This is the end of my ambition... "
"I use Feide to inherit the great achievements of my ancestors. I have just arrived in the world for more than a year, and I worry about toil and nights. I often suffer from illnesses, and I am dying. People who live and die live and die day and night. They go to the saints in the same way, and they are sad and mournful. Only the ancestors The people of the society must have a monarch, the youngest son Huailin is endowed with generosity, filial friends are wise, I look forward to his great weapon, and the subjects are humble, I hope that it will be the emperor, to serve the gods and spirits, and caress billions of people."
Li Huailin's complexion was pale, he was clearly still in his teens, but his temples had already grown white hair, a few strands of which gathered from his ears to the dragon crown. He stood up, took the will from the waiter next to him, waved him to step down, unfolded it slowly, and read word by word:
The imperial edict left by the late emperor
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