Qiu Sui stepped forward and said in a respectful and deep voice: "After the girl left, His Majesty began to repair this mansion. It has been repaired for more than two years, and now it is finally healed."
Many servants knelt on the ground and kowtowed when they saw Chu Qiao approaching, and greeted Chu Qiao loudly.
Chu Qiao walked all the way in, only to see sandalwood as the roof, crystal as the lamp, jade discs as incense, and silk curtains as the sea, and huge night pearls inlaid on the lamp holders, shining like bright moons. The pillars of the palace are carved with multicolored phoenixes, decorated with gold powder, shining brightly under the light of candles.
On the gold-plated and hollowed-out red paper, there are a few thin magnolia flowers drawn, the fragrance hits, and it is vaguely the night many years ago, when he childishly snatched the maid's tiara, and inserted it together with a magnolia in her thick hair. On the sideburns.
The Chu family of Zier, a beautiful and famous family, auspicious Zhong Shide, knowledgeable in books and principles, respectful and humble. Bingdeyou, gentle and respectful, knowing the past and the present but loving nature, hereby issued this edict, Jinxi Rongfeng, later Suiyongfu.
Below is Li Ce's seal, but the title behind the honor seal is not filled in.
Sun Di stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty hadn't decided on the title to be promoted to the princess that day, and discussed with the left and right for a long time, and the Si Li Yuan also proposed several titles, but His Majesty was not satisfied, so he kept It’s free. I originally wanted to wait until later to discuss it slowly, but I didn’t want to delay it, and there would be no chance.”
Chu Qiao stood silently, the lights were like a charm, lightly sprinkled on her pale cheeks, the corners of her mouth were bright red, her fingers pinched the imperial decree, and her knuckles turned white.
I saw a piece of gold and jade splendor inside, and all kinds of rare treasures, which are all the dowry he prepared for her, and have been placed here for many years.
Her eye sockets were a little hot, and she couldn't help but frown tightly, her voice was as deep as a green lake, and she said lightly: "Since the imperial edict has not yet been issued, there is no need to mention the title of princess."
Sun Di nodded, "What the girl said is very true. It is late at night, the girl rests first, and I will leave." After finishing speaking, he turned and left.
The Zhumen closed slowly, with a heavy sound like thunder, quietly rolling across the ground.
Mei Xiang came over with a letter, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Miss, Master Zhuge has sent another letter."
Chu Qiao's expression moved slightly, she took the letter paper and held it in her hand, but did not open it, the sweat from her palm soaked into the letter paper, slightly damp.
Mei Xiang frowned and said: "Miss, this is already the ninth letter, if you don't reply again, Master Zhuge will be in a hurry."
Chu Qiao sat silently without speaking, her eyes were fixed on the candlelight in front of the window, unable to recover for a long time.
Yanbei and Daxia started fighting again, and Yanming Pass had already fought four times, and the battle line expanded to the southern end of Batuha's territory. Zhao Yang colluded with the Lingnan Mu family and Jing Xiaowang Ye Jinghan, and took full control of the southwestern army. He confronted Zhuge Yue and Zhao Che's northern heroes at the Fenghuangtai, and was in danger.
The emperor has been ill for a long time and has not been in court for a year. Wei Guang claims to be sick and is not in charge of government affairs. No one knows what the old fox is planning. The situation in Great Xia has already become a pot of boiling water, as long as a handful of firewood is thrown in, it will immediately boil. At this time, no one can be careless and act rashly.
She understands this, but how could he not understand
Mei Xiang couldn't help asking: "Miss, what are we doing now?"
Chu Qiao looked over slowly, her brows and eyes were like frost, silent and cold, she said slowly in a low voice: "Wait."
The New Emperor's Ascension was held on the second day.
In the Imperial Palace, a young child sits on a huge and resplendent dragon chair. Behind the seat is a hanging curtain. Two women in splendid palace clothes sit behind them. Toffee James.
In the spacious main hall, Zhan Ziyu, who is regarded as the regent of Taifu, sat quietly under his highness, with a majestic and high crown, and a black court dress embroidered with six pythons and dragons. There was a faint smile on his lips, like a cold moon shining on water, the waves are calm shock.
Li Ce's post in the harem has been vacant for many years, and he has no sisters or brothers. Now that he has passed away suddenly, and the queen mother is no longer there, the court ministers can only follow Li Ce's will to enshrine the emperor's eldest son Li Xiuyi as emperor. However, the concubine Yuan, the mother of the eldest son of the emperor, was born at the end of the court, and was not qualified to listen to the government behind the curtain. Therefore, the highest concubine in the harem, Ming Tai Guifei, became the emperor's adoptive mother, accompanying and assisting the government.
The emperor was only six years old, and the queen mother and concubine listened to the government behind the curtain, so the imperial power naturally fell to the side. However, the Yuan family did not enter the palace when they were young. They were born in the palace and had no family members. Therefore, the power of the Bian Tang Dynasty was immediately controlled by the Zhan brothers and sisters who had been expelled from Bian Tang.
The changes in the situation in the government and the opposition are like the undercurrents flowing under the frozen lake. You can't see the slightest edge, but it surges like a tide, and you can kill people invisible in a breath.
All the favored ministers of the former court headed by Sun Di were suppressed, and they were all accused of being partisans of the King of Luo and sent to the Shangli Court for investigation. All concubines and concubines were expelled from the palace and sent to become monks at Anhua Temple in Foshan.
The new emperor's new policy was vigorous and vigorous, sweeping across the Bian and Tang courts like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. The icy long sword hangs over the entire Tang Dynasty, and any unwilling voice will be ruthlessly eradicated.
Under such high-handed politics, veterans who had been hesitant turned their backs one after another. Every morning after the court, they gathered in front of the gate of the regent Zhan Ziyu's mansion, battling dogs like a group of carrion jackals.
However, to Chu Qiao's surprise, under such circumstances, the first person to stand up to object was the elder Liu Ge who had repeatedly opposed Li Ce.
On the first day of September, in front of the gate of the Jinwu Palace, in front of Zhan Ziyu's car, Mr. Liuge accused the Zhan brothers and sisters of being rebellious officials and thieves who caused chaos in the court. , Zhan Ziyu and Zhan Ziming conspired to assassinate the late emperor, and their crimes should be punished. Then he slammed his head against Zhan Ziyu's guard's sword and yelled Li Ce's title before he died. His blood spattered three feet and he died on the spot.
Zhan Ziyu was sitting in the carriage at that time, and he didn't show his face from the beginning to the end. He didn't get out of the carriage until Liu Ge's body was carried away. The nephews of the Liu family asked them to bury their father.
Chu Qiao was eating when she heard the news. After Ping An carefully told her about it, her hands froze slightly, and half of the lotus seed soup in the spoon spilled out. She meditated quietly for a long time.
After the story of Liu Ge's old man spread in the Tang Dynasty, it caused a lot of chaos. Students from all over the world gathered in Tangjing, and the angry students wrote tens of thousands of articles, which spread to the government and the public through well-connected people, demanding that the Shangli Academy, the Sansifu and the military department severely punish the murderer, and restore the Tang Dynasty to a clear future.
However, two days later, Zhan Ziyu sent the Central Army to severely suppress the students. For a while, the prison of Shangli Academy was overcrowded and full of angry voices. The judge of Shangli Academy asked Zhan Ziyu with a sad face, and the young regent Emei Gaoguan said lightly: "Isn't there still room in Huangquanpo in the suburbs?"
The white-haired Sanchao Judgment suddenly shuddered. Huangquanpo on the outskirts of the city was a mass grave, and the regent's words were self-evident.
In the afternoon of that day, the cell of the Shangli Institute accidentally caught fire, burning most of the cells. Most of the prisoners inside were killed or injured, and young corpses were randomly thrown to Huangquanpo without even a coffin, just exposed to the blue sky and broad daylight , Become a supper for wolves, tigers and leopards. And Shangliyuan just handed over two prison bosses who were drinking and dereliction of duty, and it was perfunctory.
September 27th, strong wind and deep autumn.
Today's morning court is slightly different from that of normal days. It is completely governed by the regent Zhan Ziyu, and there is only Zhan Ziming behind the curtain. The imperial doctor said that the emperor suffered from the cold and could not go to court today, and the queen mother was also taking care of the emperor, so today's early court was completely presided over by the princess.
Before the ministers had any reaction, the servants carried up a resplendent throne from the back of the hall, engraved with a nine-tailed bright yellow python dragon, at first glance, it was almost exactly the same as the Panlong Throne.
The edict's servant came forward to sing praises to Zhan Ziyu, and then took out the emperor's imperial decree, saying that this seat was built by the emperor himself, and he took pity on Zhan Ziyu's sick body, and he could sit on it in the future. And donated the Lingxiao Hall in the Jinwu Palace to the regent to save him from the pain of running around every day.
Zhan Ziyu evaded it for a while, and finally sat down helplessly under the persuasion of everyone. The officials worshiped him and looked up, only to feel that the regent throne was almost shoulder to shoulder with the emperor, and the golden light was extremely dazzling.
That night, after Chu Qiao put down the letter, she took a deep breath and said to Tie You, "Go back to the palace to see the emperor, it's near."
Three days later at night, a huge commotion suddenly came from the Jinwu Palace, and everyone who was awake or asleep was startled. He looked towards the source of the sound. The direction of the Jinwu Palace was brightly lit, red shadows filled the air, it seemed that there was a fire somewhere, and there were constant shouts of killing, piercing to the ear, like a ghost crying.
For a moment, everyone was astonished. The timid man ran into the house with his wife and children in his arms, and closed the doors and windows tightly, for fear of suffering disaster. Only some senior government officials looked at the palace gate in shock and muttered: "I'm afraid the sky will change again."
At three o'clock, the palace gate was broken open. Lu Yunxi's robe was covered in blood. He rushed out with a sword, followed by three thousand wolf soldiers, and said to Chu Qiao in front of the Tai'an gate in a deep voice: "Girl, you have already captured Lingxiao Hall."
Under the pitch-black sky, Chu Qiao was wearing a long black robe, embroidered with a golden green luan, with a face like white jade, beautiful Lingrui, and behind her were ten thousand beautiful soldiers in black. With a calm expression, He Xiao sat on the horse, guarding her side tightly. The red cloud flag with a white background fluttered above the heads of the crowd. The night was dark and windy, the clouds were dense, there were no stars and no moon, and the blood-red torchlight shone on Chu Qiao's face, making her look like a cold and stern sword. any expression.
"Enter the palace." A faint voice resounded coldly, like a knife cutting through frost, piercing sharply into everyone's eardrums.
The strong wind blew up the corners of Chu Qiao's clothes. She raised her pointed chin, narrowed her eyes slightly, lightly tapped the horse's belly with her feet, and drove the horse into the majestic and majestic palace.
When the last guard of Lingxiao Hall fell, the fire in the West Hall had been extinguished. Du Pingan rushed forward with a group of soldiers. The young child's eyes were shining with tenacity, as if he had grown up overnight. .
Tens of thousands of guards stood behind Chu Qiao, and the bright torches illuminated half of the sky, reflecting the corpses all over the place.
Chu Qiao rode her horse all the way up the white jade stone steps, and the plaque on the gate of the Regent's Palace, which no one in the palace dared to look up to, was thrown to the ground, and the horse's hooves trampled on it, making bursts of broken sounds.
A court servant who was good at observing words and expressions hurried forward, knelt on the ground and said loudly that he welcomes the general to dismount. Chu Qiao gave him a cold look, then actually stepped on his back and got off the horse, and walked towards the majestic palace gate step by step.
The palace gate suddenly opened, and the cold wind with the smell of sandalwood came in, blowing Chu Qiao's black cloak with a whistling sound, and the sword at her waist was as cold as ice, and the chill pierced into the deepest part of her heart. In the empty and quiet hall, Zhan Ziyu sat alone, vaguely as if it was still the bow of a river boat many years ago, the man in Tsing Yi sat alone on a wooden wheelchair, facing the surging river, surrounded by a clear moon, his eyes were as cold as a mountain spring , and asked in a mellow voice: "Who is over there?"