Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

The length of the mourning period and the severity of the mourning are divided according to the severity of mourning: chopping down, Qi downing, great merit, minor merit, and flax. Chomping off mourning for three years, wearing burlap without dyeing or seaming, and flax for three months. Linen.

King Yi went to the palace for 49 consecutive days to practice rituals, full of guilt, and performed rituals with great care.

Wearing a white and soft fine linen mourning dress, she walks gracefully and gracefully, her steps are like a fairy descending to earth, demure and elegant without rushing.

The wind gently blew his sleeves, revealing a pair of pockmarked shoes under his feet, with white socks on his ankles, stepping on the white snow in the Forbidden City.

King Tan lowered his head slightly, wearing a snow-covering hat on his head, and holding a green bamboo stick in his white and slender hand, gently tapping the ground.

This bamboo stick has no decoration, just a bamboo pole cut from a bamboo forest with a few bamboo leaves on it.

But "a bamboo pole just cut down" can keep green for more than ten days in this snowy winter without falling off a single leaf, which shows that it is extraordinary.

He entered the palace, changed clothes in the curtain in front of the altar, and changed into a bright red robe, which became the most dazzling red in this clear day.

On the roof of the imperial palace in the distance, a fox squatted on a row of spine beasts. She flicked her tail in satisfaction, looked at her handsome cutie, and said with emotion: "I'm so discerning hahahaha!"

"I'm the most discerning elf!"

The courtiers who accompanied the emperor to hold the funeral had a lot of discussion: "No wonder Chang'e loves young people in that month."

"Yes, King Tan, Tianshi is really beautiful."

"It's really a fairy appearance."

"It's a pity to get married..."

"Wherever King Yi stands, he looks like a fairy."

"Hey, to be disrespectful, these days are all supported by watching King Tan."

"What's disrespectful, who isn't!"

Well, among all the people present, only the emperor had no intention of admiring his beauty.He has been missing his mother. Although he has thought about it for a long time, he never remembered that Zhou Niangniang played with him lovingly-this is the work of Sister Wan, and he doesn't remember Zhou Niangniang comforting him gently-it was Sister Wan who did it. Don't get up, Mrs. Zhou greets the cold and asks for warmth-it's still Sister Wan who does it.But if she lived, when she was older and calmer, she would be kind and gentle, and now it's all over.The loving mother, the loving son, the filial piety, the joy and happiness that I was looking forward to are all gone.

Forty-nine days later, the emperor, the imperial concubine, and all civil and military officials helped the spirit, and sent the coffin to the late emperor's underground palace on foot.

The emperor specially ordered: "Jianji, you go back to the mansion. The journey is long and long, and I am afraid that you will stumble. Besides, the late emperor was not happy to see you..."

Yes, for the emperor, going out of the capital all the way to the mausoleum of the first emperor is considered a long journey with high mountains and long rivers.

Who made him just a little fat man who never left the capital in his whole life.

Zhu Jianji thought for a while: "Brother, be careful all the way and wear more clothes. I heard that it is colder outside the city than in the city."

Zhu Jianshen was in tears. The day of the vigil was getting colder every day. It was almost three or nine days old. He was wearing a cotton jacket made of fox and tiger skins, with tiger leather insoles under his feet. During this period, you should not and cannot wear these clothes. You should only wear linen mourning clothes from the inside to the outside, so as to express the sadness of your fat intestines.

But Wan Zhen'er forced him to wear it, fearing that he would freeze to death, and Zhu Jianshen was also afraid that he would freeze to death, so he put it on halfway.

Even so, I still got chilblains on my hands, and my face was a little chapped. After all, these two places can't be covered.Stretched out a paw: "Can you cure frostbite?"

Zhu Jianji stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand, recalling in his heart the collection of spells commonly known as 'The Complete Collection of Raising Children', um, it really can cure chilblains!I don't know why the gods wrote such a spell. Could it be that the little gods have chilblains?

"Wow!" The emperor grabbed his white and soft skin and pressed it to his face: "The flesh on the face also hurts, and the cold wind is blowing."

The little celestial master held his big fat face and cursed it again, the chapped face that couldn't be cured by applying facial balm every day instantly recovered, and he touched it lightly: "Okay."

Zhu Jianshen reached out and touched his face: "It's so tender..." It was tender and slippery, like egg custard.

Zhu Jianji's face flushed slightly: "My brother's hands are so hot."

Empress Dowager Wang had just come out of the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and she was waiting for the Empress Dowager to fall asleep, when she saw the pair of little brothers 'holding hands and looking at tears' in the flower hall, it felt quite strange.If it wasn't for her son marrying a wife, she would have to think too much.

The queen mother hid behind the pillar and looked at it for a while. She didn't need to wear mourning clothes, as long as she wore plain clothes.Seeing the two brothers holding each other's hands and touching their faces, they almost kissed each other.I couldn't help but wiped off my cold sweat. Fortunately, the emperor didn't like people with delicate looks, otherwise, it would be too worrying.

Zhu Jian touched his face deeply, loving it: "Jianji, do you have any spells to make the skin heal? Sister Wan's skin is not as tender as yours."

Zhu Jianji thought for a while: "There is a mantra, more than a dozen of them. The famous one is Zishu Zhenren. It is full of incantations for whitening, slimming, skin rejuvenation, and willow waist."

"Really! Pass it on to me!"

"I didn't memorize it. When I go back to the book, I will copy it for my sister-in-law. I was surprised when I read it, how could there be such a spell."

"Fairies can also love beauty~" Zhu Jianshen began to imagine how handsome he would be after turning white and thin. Well, in fact, there is no need to turn white. Sister Wan said that I am very manly when I am black, so it is always better to be thinner. If you lose weight, you can eat with confidence~

The two brothers bid farewell, the emperor took the imperial concubine and a younger brother on the road, and walked to help the spirit in the wind and snow along the way... It was very miserable!

King Yi and Queen Mother Wang returned to the mansion together in a luan car. Before the sedan chair entered the gate, he suddenly stopped: "Stop, the plaque has been replaced?" 'Tianshi Mansion' plaque.

"Going back to the lord, it's already over. The red sandalwood plaque, engraved with the emperor's calligraphy, painted three times with gold lacquer, and carved by the first-class craftsman in the House of Internal Affairs, is hung here in a majestic manner."

King Tan asked softly in the sedan chair, "How did you hang it?"

"Back to the prince, the plaque of Tianshi's mansion is hung above the words "Ying Wang's mansion", saying that this is the emperor's order."

King Yi nodded: "That's right."

He didn't lift the curtain from the beginning to the end, and the butler who was standing beside him seemed satisfied when he heard the prince, so he waved his hand: "Get up~"

Returning to the main hall to meet the princess, he began to stroke Furry crazily.

Yuling is located in Tianshou Mountain (now Changping District), only more than 100 miles away from the imperial palace.

Today, you can drive for eight hours - because you will be stuck in traffic for more than six hours.

But for the emperor, if he could walk there within ten days, it would be considered very fast. It would be very difficult for the emperor to walk ten miles a day.

The triple coffin carried by 48 depicts dragons and phoenixes.

The emperor, Zhu Jianpei and others walked beside the coffin, with one hand on the outer coffin, pretending that they were dutiful sons carrying the coffin.

Wan Zhen'er walked on the other side of the coffin with Princess Huiqing and her sisters-in-law headed by Hu Dieyun, who also supported the coffin.

Princes, ministers, foreign relatives, dignitaries, civil and military officials all followed behind.

The emperor was very depressed: "Why is it winter..."

"Why is it winter again..."

"Sister Wan, go back..."

"I'm going to keep my filial piety again..." Sister Wan happened to be pregnant again.

Wan Zhen'er whispered: "Don't, if I can't hold on anymore, I'll pass out, and it's only reasonable to go back when the time comes."

So Zhu Jianshen's words changed: "Your concubine, pass out, I'm really worried."

Wan Zhen'er is actually a bit tired, but in order to leave a name in history, in order to let all officials praise her "virtue", she must hold on!There is nothing cheap in the world!When I was a court lady, I had to be diligent and sweet, and I was willing to give things to others. It is the same now, and I have to be diligent and sweet, and I am willing to reward the officials.

On the second night, staying in the temporary palace, Zhu Jian rubbed his face deeply: "I think the soldiers at the border should be greased. Beijing is so cold, how difficult it is for the soldiers at the border."

Temporary palaces were built every five miles along the way.

Wan Zhen'er thought for a while, rubbed her hands, took out one or two Lipu taro from her sleeve and threw them into the brazier: "Yes, I don't need to make up this year, so donate my 3000 taels of gold makeup money to the brazier." Let the border guards donate cold clothes and mutton."

Zhu Jianshen had tears in his eyes: "I originally wanted to make a new dragon robe, that's all, let me take out the 3 taels of silver too. Jianji told me that treating the people well is a merit. Well, when I canonize the prince Give the world tax exemption... No, the treasury is almost out of money, um, let's exempt from corvee labor for a year."

Wan Zhen'er picked up the taro with fire chopsticks, and couldn't wait to eat it. Lipu taro is a tribute, and it is extremely delicious. It is delicious when steamed or baked. The careful concubine Wan Gui brought a basket of taro when she left the palace. , I plan to bake and eat on the road.

The officials who saw it were very ashamed. The poorer brought sesame seed cakes, the richer secretly brought meat, but the emperor and the imperial concubine only ate taro. This is really frugal!

After walking for a few more days, on the fifth day, the emperor was exhausted and passed out after pushing the golden mountain and falling the jade pillars. Four younger brothers and eight ministers surrounded him and almost failed to support him, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

The ministers plopped and knelt on the ground: "The emperor's filial piety is earth-shattering"

"The empress dowager has a soul in the sky, she will feel distressed"

"The emperor must not mourn over ceremony"

"The emperor please board the dragon chariot"

Zhu Jianshen listened to the sound of their plopping and kneeling on the ground, and his mind was full of thoughts. The storyteller said, "Kowtow is like pounding garlic" and "kneeling plopping is like making dumplings." This pounding garlic with vinegar, soy sauce and sesame oil is really good , Another plate of big dumplings made by Sister Wan herself, boiled hot, and the maid trotted to bring it to me, eating it still burned my mouth.

Yes, of course he didn't really faint, he just had blisters on his feet, and after suffering for two days, the pain was unbearable, so he decided to adopt Sister Wan's plan.

The emperor dragged Princess Huiqing into the dragon chariot. The poor little princess shed tears every day, half because of her mother's death, and the other half... A delicate and dignified princess suddenly started walking ten miles a day, her feet hurt, her legs hurt, My waist hurts too.

The other little princesses stayed in the palace and did not come to see them off on foot. The Empress Dowager Zhou is not a aunt, so there is no need to be so polite.

Two days later, Concubine Wan Gui also passed out once and was also helped onto the sedan chair.

The ministers whispered to each other: "The imperial concubine is in good health."

"I didn't expect that she could travel two days longer than the emperor."

"Yes, the imperial concubine is very good at riding and shooting."

"In this way, the prince must have a strong physique. I heard that the stronger the woman, the healthier the child. My son married a sick daughter-in-law. You see, the granddaughter is also weak and sick."

"Is it true? I heard that the prince is extremely intelligent. Is it true?"

"It is indeed very precocious, with a sonorous voice, clear articulation, steady walking and standing, and a photographic memory."

"This is really rare."

The Ming Tombs are located in a small basin surrounded by mountains on three sides in the east, west and north. The area around the tomb is surrounded by mountains, the central part is a plain, and there is a meandering river in front of the tomb.

Simply put, Feng Shui thief is good!But such a good feng shui can't be found in the whole Beijing city.

When they arrived in Yuling, the householders were a little excited. Two years ago, the emperor came here once and gave him a big reward. This time he came again!Come so fast!

Walking through the long mausoleum road, I saw stone people, stone animals, stone incense burners, and a palace with powder walls and glazed tiles like the imperial palace.

He opened the door of the underground palace and sent the coffin to Zhu Qizhen's coffin.

Zhu Jianshen pointed to the other side: "This is the place where Empress Qian is." The door can only be completely sealed after sending it in. The tomb of the grandfather next door has not been sealed until now, waiting for the Empress Dowager.I don't want to send the Empress Dowager here.

Afterwards, the emperor, suffering from a cold and cold, went to pay homage to the ancestors with two snotty noses. He paid homage to the tombs one by one, and placed the tribute brought from the capital, and it took another whole day.

Back in the palace, Zhu Jian snorted deeply: "I walked all the way on foot, but these pigs, cattle and sheep can ride in a car. It's really hateful. Now I finally slaughtered them all."

Wan Zhen'er continued to roast the taro, this Lipu taro was indeed a tribute, after ten days of roasting, it still felt very sweet.

Zhu Jianshen said: "Being a vegetarian again, I'm going to lose weight again. Zhen'er, you said that these tributes are offered before the spirit, can they receive them?"

Wan Zhen'er swallowed her saliva: "I don't know, I just think, if I can receive a set now and have a good meal, that would be really good."

Zhu Jianshen curled his lips: "You have always thought that the sacrificial meat brought back by Jitian was not tasty enough, and today it is also lacking in oil and salt. If you can really receive it, the queen mother must find it unpalatable, hehehe,,, alas. "He was depressed again.

Wan Zhen'er put her arms around his shoulders: "The emperor has tried his best, can he hold a banquet in the palace at such a solemn ceremony? Besides, can a person who has become a ghost, cough, cough, and immortal be able to eat the mortals?" Let’s not talk about the food in the room. If a filial son is dedicated, he must follow the etiquette. When we are buried here, Youzhen will come to worship us. Do you want him to use bland and tasteless Tailao, or serve fried quail and big dumplings? ?”

Zhu Jianshen wiped his tears, blew his nose, and swallowed his saliva: "I want them all... I will leave a will when I go back, asking him to secretly offer fried quail and dumplings stuffed with leek, egg and shrimp every year?" The emperor tried many The stuffed dumplings, even abalone with bird's nest, tasted as good as hairtail.

Wan Zhen'er sneered and laughed, but suddenly felt sad again, inexplicably wanting to cry.

But Zhu Jianshen didn't feel it: "I heard the ministers say that you are in good health. Of course you are in good health, so that you can grow old together with me in the future. I can only hope that you live a long life, and I can't expect that I will die early. My mausoleum has been destroyed. It has started to be repaired. The workers here have been repairing the mausoleum all year round, from the emperor's enthronement to his death, and then continued to repair the mausoleum for the new emperor. You didn't go here today, otherwise you would have seen it."

Wan Zhen'er yawned: "You pay homage to the ancestors, what am I going to do... I can't go up to pay homage."

Zhu Jianshen clenched his fists: "Don't worry, when you become a queen, you can go to worship!"

Wan Zhen'er smiled and said nothing, she was a little disappointed, but also a little thankful, fortunately Zhou Dalian didn't leave any will to disgust me.

The journey back to the palace was quick, and it took only two days to reach the capital, and then entered the Forbidden City in the dark.

It was already a curfew, and the door should not be opened, but the emperor was at the gate of the palace, so he had to be allowed in.

The censor heard that the palace was still open after the curfew, so he wanted to slap the emperor, but then he thought it wasn't a hunting trip that delayed his return to the palace, it was a burial for the spirit, forget it, let's stop spitting.

After returning to the palace, first greet the Empress Dowager.

When Zhu Youzhen saw his parents who had been separated for many days, he rolled down from the cloud bed, rushed over and hugged Wan Zhen'er, crying with snot and tears: "Mother!! Awow! Dad! Aww! Don't you Gone! Miss you all!!!”

Wan Zhen'er quickly picked him up and said, "Mother will not go away, good baby, good big baby, mom and dad are back, don't be sad, it's cold and hungry outside, with nothing to eat and nothing to wear, it's not comfortable at all. "

Zhu Youzhen cried and spit bubbles: "It's uncomfortable, my parents have been away for so long. 555"

Zhu Jianshen picked up his son and patted his son distressedly: "If you feel uncomfortable, you have to go, the queen mother passed away,"

Dabao has recently understood the relationship between the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. He also felt sorry for Fat Daddy, and patted him on the back: "Don't cry, Daddy. Your mother is gone. I will share mine with you."

Zhu Jianshen was angry and funny, this child is really filial, but that's not the case, it's not right that I gave you my mother, what's the relationship? This is too messy!

Empress Sun: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

……

Li Xian came to the emperor: "Your Majesty, when will you go to court?" The funeral took 49 days and [-] days to support the spirit. Two months passed like this!

Zhu saw that he was sitting on the throne in deep mourning, his whole body was sore and unable to lift his spirits, and when he was looking through the calendar, he found that it was the Chinese New Year, and I didn't even drink Laba porridge, so I felt even more depressed.He sniffed his nose and said slowly: "I feel uncomfortable all over, and I will start reviewing the memorial tomorrow. After I see what is going on in the court, I will go to the court in a few days."

"Yes, I obey the order."

Zhu Jianshen asked again: "Li Qing, what's going on in the court recently?"

Li Xian focused on the key points and reported 51 things to him-don't be surprised, in such a big country, there are only 51 things that must be reported to the emperor in two months, which is really very refined.

Zhu Jianshen listened carefully to these matters and to the solutions proposed by the ministers. From the beginning to the end, he only changed his decision on two matters.

Wan Zhen'er had a good night's sleep in her own Zhaode Palace first. The journey was very hard, and she had to sleep on a hard bed according to the etiquette, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Mai Mai knelt on the side of the bed and pinched her waist: "Niang Niang, you didn't bring your bedding this time, living outside, how sad is it?"

"If I lived comfortably, would I still need you to pinch my waist?" Wan Zhen'er complained in a low voice: "When I go out, how many pairs of eyes are staring at me? Son, just be stared at endlessly. Shouxiao has to sleep on a hard plank bed and a straw mat, and you have to pay more attention outside the palace."

Xiaosu beat his leg beside him: "The emperor's filial piety is for his mother, why do you suffer along with it? You don't love yourself, but the emperor does."

"Hey, you two silly girls." Wan Zhen'er was speechless, she hasn't become a queen yet, she's just a concubine, why should I be domineering?When I am old, let them take out the handle and use it!

Keeping filial piety in winter is the worst, and you don't even have to eat green vegetables.

With the help of wax gourd, cabbage, tofu, soybean sprouts, mung bean sprouts, and pea sprouts, Zhu Jianshen successfully lost the little fat he raised after the last filial piety.

Concubine Wan Gui is also a vegetarian in the palace. She is looking at the table in front of her with gluten stewed with winter melon, fried yuba with cabbage, and frozen tofu stewed with cabbage... These things taste good, after all, they are not as good as meat!

"Wan Niangniang, the Empress Dowager invites you to come over."

Wan Zhen'er was overjoyed, immediately pushed the bowl away, put on her clothes and went out quickly.

In the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the Empress Dowager was drinking porridge in front of a table, and when she saw her running in with a smile on her face, she also smiled and waved: "Chen'er, come here, ouch, walk slowly, you're already pregnant." Still so unstable."

Wan Zhen'er smiled and leaned over: "I forgot myself as soon as I saw my mother."

Sun Niangniang smiled: "You have seen the meat, can't you wait? Sit down and eat."

"Thank you, ma'am." Wan Zhen'er sat down, Wang Shanggong tore a chicken leg, filled a bowl of chicken soup, and placed it in front of her.

"It's the first time I found chicken soup so fragrant!"

"Chicken legs are so delicious!"

Sun Niangniang smiled happily: "You, you are just too honest to wrong my little great-grandson because of Zhou Dalian."

Wan Zhen'er smiled and said, she was as witty as she, so she wouldn't say that I also ate meat after the death of the late emperor, hehehe, the death of a son is different from the death of a daughter-in-law, everyone understands this truth.

Sun Niangniang smiled and said nothing, she was the happiest, watching Wan Zhen'er secretly eating meat behind the emperor's back, and seeing Zhu Jianshen secretly eating meat by Wan Guifei, these two greedy children really fun.

More than a month later, when it was warm and cold, the official canonization ceremony was held, and Zhu Youzhen became the crown prince, the prince of the country.