Aoyama

Red papers were flying in Lin'an City, and the imperial court announced that the new emperor's enthronement ceremony was scheduled to be held on the eighth day of the eighth day of the osmanthus month.The eighth day is the next day.

As the setting sun slanted and reflected the jade face, Miss Haitang lightly opened the door and entered, her bright eyes streamed brightly: "My lord, Qihou has specially ordered you to wear formal clothes when you are a child, and the carriage will come to pick you up when you are ugly."

Han Shui sat at the incense table, stirred the sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice porridge: "Qihou?" Haitang covered her sleeves and smiled: "Houye is regent, and within a month he will take the princess and the princess back to Lin'an City, everyone in the city is called Qihou. Han Shui looked at the gown on the lacquer plate and said, "He's a grassroots."

The Xuanyan gown is made of silk from the southern kingdom of Yaochi, which is spacious and elegant.After bathing and cleansing himself, Han Shui picked it up carefully, and saw that there were two inch and a half calyx borders on the sleeves and collar, which were made of court gold wire...

According to the order of Marquis Qi, Han Shui's gorgeous clothes are like this, and he comes out from time to time. He rides a fragrant wooden carriage and falls in front of the Nangong gate.Qi Lin picked up Han Shui and got off the car. As soon as their hands touched each other, they tightly held each other.

Looking at the white marble avenue, Han Shui asked, "They really recognized me?" Qi Lin: "Who are you talking about?" Han Shui: "Of course it's Ling'er, and you, Marquis Qi..."

Qi Lin: "Qing Yan said so, it really is a waste of my heart." Han Shui didn't know why, he kept his face down even though he was wearing a mask, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Because Jingheng, the main hall, had been burned down and had not yet been repaired, the enthronement ceremony of Crown Prince Yun Ling was held in Jingli, the front hall.It is against the etiquette to ascend the throne before the funeral, but Qi Hou has always been unruly, and the Manchu Dynasty has no objection.

The moonlight has not receded, and the ministers and workers of various ministries are already busy, and the Jingli Hall is brightly lit.The little eunuch led the two of them, walked around the noise in small steps, and went straight to the East Palace for three miles.

In the courtyard of the East Palace, magpies fly around the trees, and the lights in the room are warm and yellow, revealing the shadows of flowing waves.Han Shui stopped, took a deep breath, and felt a little weak.When Qi Lin saw him, he went to help him diligently.

At this moment, Eunuch Jin Nian came out to greet him, his thin eyes bent into crescent moons: "Qihou, Mr. Xuanyi, the emperor is changing his clothes and preparing to ascend the throne."

Han Shui pushed Qi Lin away again, and said with a smile: "Eunuch, these days, you are the one who protects the emperor in wind and rain. You have worked hard. I will remember." Qi Lin coughed and did not dare to argue. credit.

In the room, the little emperor hated the cumbersome gown clothes, and more than a dozen maids and eunuchs surrounded him and coaxed them to be useless.Just as they were shouting, there were a few more shadows on the ground, Yun Ling looked up, and was stunned in place with a face full of confusion.

After performing the etiquette, everyone retreated, leaving only a pair of father and son and a pair of lovers in the room.Qi Lin smiled, and said to the dazed young dragon: "Your Majesty, guess who it is?"

When Han Shui took off the mask, his hands trembled slightly, and there was a smile on his lips, while Yun Ling's eyes lit up, she was extremely happy, and shouted: "Han Qing!"

Han Shui was about to agree, but seeing Yun Ling staring at Qi Lin, he suddenly gritted his teeth with a smile, and his eyes turned red.

Before he could react, Yun Ling let out a scream like a madman, tearing the dragon robes on his body one by one.

"You boy." Qi Lin couldn't see it, and waved his sword in front of him, jokingly said, "Why are you crazy, see clearly, this is your father!"

Yun Ling yelled, without any fear, reached out and grabbed the scabbard, pulled it back desperately, and fell to the ground with the whole body, seeing the blade.

Han Shui grabbed Qi Lin and scolded: "Why are you crazy? Why are you scaring him? Do you know what it feels like to lose your parents at such a young age?!" Qi Lin had no intention of throwing the sword Yes, wipe your face and don't speak.

"Your Majesty, Han Qing can't accompany you in the future, but I can accompany you, Chen Xuanyi..." Han Shui crawled up to Yun Ling on his knees, put away the dragon robe in pieces, and held Yun Ling's hand , "Chen Xuanyi..."

Yunling wiped her nose and cried, "I already knew who you are, so I don't need him to tell you! He killed the Queen Mother!" Qi Lin: "Qingyan, I'll go out first." He slammed the door and left.

Han Shui trembled, hugged Yun Ling's waist tightly, and comforted him: "Your Majesty, I'm here, don't worry, don't worry..." Yun Ling made a fuss for a long time, became dumb from crying, and asked, "Han Qing, is the Queen Mother really happy?" is he dead?"

The enthronement ceremony is just around the corner, Han Shui calmed down, wiped away the tears on the young dragon's face, and said with a smile, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead, I'll take your majesty to a place. Your majesty is talented and intelligent, so he will definitely understand."

The scorched Jingheng Hall is like an ancient stone cave, with no bones in sight.The eighteen rows of bronze candle holders are still there, and the Sikkim Baize fish and dragon case is still there, but the emperor on the dragon chair has lost his splendor.

Han Shui led the young dragon, and stepped step by step in the bloody storm: "Your mother emperor, who ordered the country, pacified the princes, and implemented the New Deal, is a Mingjun admired by all ages, but Mingjun will be tired and want to travel the mountains Playing with water..." Yun Ling: "So the Queen Mother handed us over to that person?"

Han Shui knelt down and said patiently, "Do you still remember what I said to Your Majesty in Jiangbei?" Yun Ling looked at the empty dragon chair, tears in her eyes dried up, and she stopped making trouble.

Han Shui persuaded with a smile: "Your Majesty, go back to the palace and put on clothes. The enthronement ceremony will be held at Maoshi, and all the officials will pay homage." Yun Ling gritted her teeth, pulled Han Shui, and said, "Han Qing, I want you to assist me." Han Shui had a meal.

Yun Ling said again: "Xuan Yi, I am young and ignorant of state affairs, but I want you to assist me to check and balance the Qi and Lin families." Han Shui was sad, his eyes were wet, and he prostrated himself on the ground: "Minister Xuan Yi, I will never refuse to die. .”

At the time of Mao, the sky was bright, and there was a golden light. Hundreds of Chinese and Chinese military officials lined up in front of Jingli Hall, ten rows of sky green robes, eight rows of dark blue robes, and one row of dark purple robes.

Han Shui put on a mask and shared the emperor's carriage with Yun Ling, driving slowly from the rising sun in the east.Along the way, through the tassels, the spears/spears of the Yuetian Camp and Jian Bing Battalion passed by one after another, which was a bit dazzling.

Yun Linggun jumped out of the car in one step, wearing the emperor's crown, and when Han Shui lifted the curtain of the car and slowly landed on the footstool, the world was full of discussions.

Except for Qi Lin, not to mention the thousands of local officials in the 31 prefectures of Qidao, even the Minister of Taichang Temple and the chief official of the Ministry of Rites who organized the enthronement ceremony, no one knew what happened here.If there is no change, no one dares to stop it, and everything will be carried out according to the original regulations.

When offering sacrifices to heaven and enshrining Zen, Yun Ling performed the sacrificial ceremony in front, and Han Shui stood silently aside, until Yun Ling sat on the dragon chair, and officials of third rank and above entered the hall, Han Shui still stood beside Yun Ling.

According to the Yunmeng etiquette system, when the new emperor ascends the throne, he will first be worshiped by hundreds of officials, then receive congratulatory forms from all over the country, meet envoys from various countries, and then reward meritorious ministers and restore the imperial court.

Han Shui looked around the hall, and smiled slightly, that panicked face was so familiar--an old bureaucrat.

The irony is that before the Empress came, she hated Lord Han for not being by her side to protect her from the wind and rain, and Lord Han was struggling to survive, but he still missed this Qianqiu Mingjun who had a good time with him.What he is going to do now is what she has done in the past - to force a smile on the rebellious courtiers and thieves.

After all the officials paid homage, Han Shui glanced at Yun Ling, who opened his mouth and said, "My order will be passed on by Xuan Yi."

There was a lot of discussion in the palace, and all the officials whispered to each other, questioning constantly: "Who is this person, why is this here, so arrogant..." No one discussed publicly, but no one was happy.

The one who breaks the game is naturally the Marquis of Qi.Qi Lin walked into the hall, turned around and bowed to all the officials, deliberately glanced at Lin Zuocheng, who was in the first row, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that the heavenly destiny is that the black bird will give birth to the emperor, and the emperor is young, and the black bird will be the assistant government."

There was no public discussion just now, as soon as these words came out, turbulent waves were set off in the hall, and the crimson curtain was shaken back and forth.Qi Lin: "Don't you agree?" The disputes among the officials continued, so Qi Lin squinted his eyes and greeted.

Suddenly, the feet trembled, and the six hundred soldiers of the Yuetian Battalion flashed into the hall, surrounded by three layers of death inside and outside, and their spears stamped on the ground.

The hall was quiet, Han Shui didn't say anything, just coughed lightly.This sound shocked people's hearts, and the officials were so shocked that they didn't even have the energy to quarrel.

But who has been in the court for a year and a half, who hasn't heard Mr. Han's cough?In the first row, Lin Zuocheng stared at the wat board in his hand and laughed at himself.

Han Shui: "Master Lin, what are you laughing at?" Lin Yun said coquettishly: "Survivors will have future blessings. Some people, even after dying several times, are still blessed." Don't you have any fear?"

Lin Yun waved the wat board and replied with a smile: "I have fulfilled my wish in this life. Han, if Xuan Yi is not afraid that the people in the northern states will starve to death, then you can leave this matter to Nan Lao." Han Shui smiled clearly, There is ample time.

Qi Lin stood in the hall, quite disappointed, coughed, and said: "Qing, Xuanyi, it's getting late, please announce the congratulatory forms from all over the world, and see the envoys from all over the world."

Because the Zhongshu ordered Chu Rong and the Empress to die together in the fire of Jingheng Hall, such matters were represented by the Minister Si Jiang.Here, Qi Lin was greeting, but Han Shui Dandan said: "Go out."

Qi Lin turned to Si Shilang and said, "Go out." Han Shui: "Qi Lin, say you." Qi Lin gritted his teeth: "Why?" Han Shui: "Soldiers intimidate courtiers, rude, and according to Yunmeng According to national law, grassroots people have no right to enter the palace."

Qi Lin's eyes were ambiguous, and Han Shui laughed so that a burst of spring breeze blew in Han Shui's heart: "Why, have you also learned the tricks of the late emperor? There will be rewards later, and this Marquis will be Ben Marquis sooner or later."

Han Shui: "Then you can come in after the award is over." Qi Lin paused for a moment: "Really?" Unexpectedly, Master Qi was very cooperative, turned around and left, and did not come back after the award was over.

On the eighth day of the first month of Guilin, Crown Prince Yunling offered sacrifices to heaven and enshrined Zen, ascended the throne as emperor, and was named Tianqi.Foreign relatives and clan relatives are enshrined as marquises, meritorious officials are promoted to nobles, and good officials are awarded honors.Qi Lin was granted Pingnanhou and served as You Cheng, leading soldiers, punishments, and workers; Lin Yun was appointed Zuo Cheng, leading households, officials, and rituals;The Shadow Pavilion was abolished, Han Shui, the headquarter of the original shadow department, was burned after autumn, and the members of the original shadow party, Dongqing, Tian Xu, Jing Lan, and Ze Qi, were all resigned to the people...

On the eighth day of the eighth day, Yunling was so tired because she didn't sleep the night before, so she went back to Zizhen Hall and fell asleep after touching the bed.Now that Han Shui has an identity, he is staying at the Xingwen Academy in the palace, but looking at the moon through the window, he is really worried.

Firstly, in another two months, he will have to watch with his own eyes the executioner tie 'Han Shui' to the pillar of the Meridian Gate, and watch the raging fire burn 'Han Shui' to death; The assassin who assassinated him in Dali Temple has not been found so far; the third time is actually the one thing he cares most about.

The next day, Han Shui put on a mask and asked Tian Hao to protect him and go to Anmin's house.The two white seals at the door did not dare to tear, but Tian Hao looked over the wall and saw that the yard was empty.Han Shui thought for a while, and passed on a decree: Check the account books of the household department and Taifu Temple...

The author has something to say:

If you forget, the stupid author will tell you that in the chapter of Returning to the Court, what Han Shui said in Jiangbei is to have your own opinions in the future, don't trust anyone, and don't let anyone replace us as regent.

Thanks to the little angels~ sending out red envelopes~