Fast time travel is more than auspicious

Chapter 108 Chapter 107
Fang Wei's expression was a little erratic, and Lin Xuan could tell at a glance that the scholars outside must have said something ugly.

She snorted softly, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone, "It's okay, you can learn what you say, I'm not an unreasonable person."

Fang Wei swallowed, calmed himself down and said in a low voice, "Everyone says that the rooster wakes up in the morning, and the world will be in chaos, even a humble minister will not learn."

Lin Xuan laughed, "Okay, okay, I understand. These are all trivial matters. Let them talk about it. The most important thing now is the funeral of the late emperor. Are the regulations from the Ministry of Rites prepared?"

Fang Wei quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained the regulations of the Ministry of Rites to Lin Xuan one by one.

There is nothing to be picky about, as there are routines for emperors to die, and according to the routines, nothing goes wrong.

But this job is not easy, if someone dies in an ordinary family, the funeral can exhaust the living, let alone the emperor.

Kneeling and crying every day is a physical effort.

Lin Xuan was like a puppet on strings. The officials from the Ministry of Rites knelt down when they asked him to, cried when they asked him to, and stopped when they asked him to stop.

Originally, I still felt a little sad for Emperor Longqing, but I lost my temper because of this mechanized etiquette.

Especially since it's New Year's Eve, it's freezing cold.

Fortunately, being cold has its benefits, at least there is no need to worry about the difficulty of preserving Emperor Longqing's body.

The emperor's mausoleum has been under construction all the time, and Emperor Longqing has been in power for 20 years, so it can be used directly.

It didn't take too long to stop the coffin, but he had to be buried in two months.

"Go to Lenggong to have a look." Lin Xuan put the folder aside with some headaches, and walked towards Lenggong with Cuiyun.

I have been so busy that I have never been to the deposed prince.

Today is also an early day when things have finally been dealt with. After all, the abolished prince is the only second son of Emperor Longqing, and he will wake up tomorrow to go to the emperor's mausoleum. Let's go see him today.

After all, it is a father-son relationship, ask him if he will go to send the late emperor off for the last time.

The Leng Palace is worthy of being a Leng Palace. The late emperor passed away, and everyone was busy with the late emperor's affairs, as well as the new emperor's affairs. Naturally, Lin Chaoyang, an outdated and useless prince, would not attract the attention of others.

When Lin Xuan came in, there was not even a burning charcoal basin in the house.

Lin Xuan touched the charcoal basin on the ground. It was cold. He didn't know when it was extinguished.

Lin Chaoyang was served here by a little eunuch, and that little eunuch didn't know where he went right now.

I'm afraid that seeing how the cold stove of the abandoned prince cannot be heated up, I might go out to find a way to transfer him.

There has never been a shortage of people with red tops and whites in this palace.

The waste prince was lying on the bed covering the quilt. When Lin Xuan came in, he could hear his suppressed cough while covering his mouth.

"Brother." Lin Xuan called.

Lin Chaoyang was stunned as soon as he turned his head. Even though Lin Xuan was wearing ordinary clothes, the clothes worn by the emperor were different from those worn by ordinary princes and daughters. pattern.

And what Lin Xuan was wearing was just that.

"You, you, you..." Lin Chaoyang pointed at Lin Xuan several times, but didn't say anything.

Lin Xuan didn't see anyone else. He sat down on a chair aside and said, "My father will wake up tomorrow, so I need to go and see him off."

Lin Chaoyang paused, his eyes were a little distracted, Lin Xuan knew that it was time to remember the time when Emperor Longqing was alive.

"When the death knell rang that day, I knew that my father was gone, but I didn't expect that it would be you, that it would really be you." I should have thought of it a long time ago. Wasn't it because of her that I was deposed? ?

Thinking of this, Lin Chaoyang's heart sank again.

Back then Lin Xuan was just a princess, but the crown prince himself couldn't fight her. Now that she is the emperor, how can he fight her as a prisoner?

That's all, that's all.

I have my daughter-in-law and son, so I have to leave some room for them to think about it, otherwise how would they live.

"Your Majesty..." Lin Chaoyang's expression was a bit complicated, with a hint of respect and a hint of bewilderment, "Tomorrow I will not go there in a fair manner. Give me a small sedan chair on the way, and I will take a sneak peek."

He knew that Lin Xuan would definitely agree, after all, it was to save her worries.

Lin Xuan was really surprised this time.

All right, you can do whatever you want. To be honest, Lin Xuan really didn't take him seriously. After all, he is a deposed prince. Even if he is released, so what.

On the second day, as expected, a small sedan chair took the deposed prince out of the cold palace, and waited on the only way that the coffin of the emperor Daxing must pass.

When Emperor Daxing's funeral procession passed by, Lin Chaoyang got out of the small sedan chair, knelt on the side of the road, and lowered his head on the ground. Even people who were very familiar with him couldn't tell who he was.

After the emperor Daxing was buried, it became the title of the country.

The Ministry of Rites picked out a few good ones, but Lin Xuan was not interested in them. He just followed the rules and chose Jiatai.

What's left is the enthronement ceremony. As long as Lin Xuan passes the enthronement ceremony, everything is settled.

In the past few days, the Ministry of Rites has been busy with the etiquette regulations for the enthronement ceremony. To be honest, if any of Emperor Longqing's sons ascended the throne, they would definitely not find it difficult.

But now it is Lin Xuan who is enthroned.

There has never been a precedent for a woman's enthronement as the emperor.

It's really embarrassing for them.

In desperation, a group of people from the Ministry of Rites found Master Huang, the emperor teacher.

After all, Mr. Huang is a veteran of the Three Dynasties. It doesn't matter if they are not sure. If the sky falls, just pull a tall person over to hold him up.

What can Huang Fanmao do? It is also difficult for Huang Fanmao.

"Master Huang, please tell me how to write this regulation." Minister of Rites Zhan Qingyun's eyes and nose were crowded together.

Huang Fanmao took the memorial in Zhan Qingyun's hand and looked at it. It listed the time and location, how many steps to take, the etiquette to perform, the clothes to wear, and the music to play. Mao could barely hold it.

He is no stranger to these things. After all, after three dynasties, he has seen many etiquette rules, and many of them are similar with minor differences.

Minister of Rites, Zhan Qingyun, handed out the folder in his hand, as if something was missing a shackle.

Suddenly I felt relaxed all over.

But Huang Fanmao hesitated over there, because there is really no way to talk about this matter.

"Forget it, put it here for the old man first, and the old man will go ask." Huang Fanmao said as he stuffed the bag into his sleeve.

Zhan Qingyun was almost overjoyed over there, "If that happens, it will cause trouble for Mr. Huang. I will go back and wait for the news." After saying that, he bowed and left the Huang Mansion feeling relaxed.

Zhan Qingyun is relieved, Huang Fanmao really has a toothache right now.

How can this be good?

Although the enthronement ceremony is just a ceremony, for the emperor, it is a big event to win the approval of the gods and ancestors. If it is not handled well, and there is an accident on the day of enthronement, I am afraid that the hat on his head will be lost.

　Come on China, come on Wuhan.

　　We will definitely win.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)