History of Yongwu

Lexing Temple

His Royal Highness King Jin looked at the bright sky just now, and once again sighed that it is too difficult to govern, why ministers like things in the morning!

"Please come in Fanxiang"

Fan Wentian tidied up his clothes and quickly entered the hall, "See the prince"

"What's the matter, Fan Xiang?"

"My lord, yesterday the Anfu Secretary came to look for Weichen, saying that my lord plans to build a high platform?" Fan Wentian asked with a bow.

"That's right, I want to be filial to my mother and concubine." Qin Yu picked up his teacup and took a sip. He frowned bitterly, and said to Fan Wentian, "What? Fan Xiang has already chosen the location?"

Fan Wentian's beard trembled, and he said solemnly, "My lord, this year's war in the capital and the restoration of people's livelihood in the northern border and Jin Kingdom have consumed [-]% of the Jin Kingdom's treasury, as well as military expenditures and officials' salaries. The reward, now there is not much left in the treasury, and I have to keep it in case, so the prince wants to build a high platform, and the treasury has no money to use."

"Where is my king's private treasury?" Qin Yu asked dissatisfiedly, frowning.

"My lord has rewarded all the soldiers at the beginning of the year, and now there are not many left," Fan Wentian replied.

Pa... Qin Yu put down the cup heavily, and said amusedly, "You mean this king is such a big Jin country that he can't afford to build a high platform for his mother and concubine?"

"My lord, a rich country and a strong army is the right way of kingship. I believe that the concubine will be pleased to see the lord's hard work in the spirit of heaven. It can show the filial piety of the lord better than a high platform."

"Ha...Fan Xiang is educating the concubine about filial piety!"

"The old minister dare not, the prince really has no money in the treasury, I beg the prince to take pity on the suffering of the people." Fan Wentian fell to his knees and kowtowed.

Qin Yu stood up, looked down at him, and said leisurely for a while, "Fan Xiang is like this, what else can I say!"

King Jin flung his sleeves and left, Fan Wentian looked at the door, wondering if the matter was settled.

"Tell An Zimo to come"

"Yes" Xiao Fuzi passed the order immediately.

Still in the pavilion on the lake, when An Zimo came, King Jin was standing with his hands behind his back, with his back facing him, he secretly felt bad in his heart, and stepped forward cautiously.

"See Your Majesty"

"Anfu Secretary" Qin Yu turned around, looked at him respectfully and said, "I thought you understood my king's filial piety, but I didn't want Anfu Secretary to invite Fan Xiang to teach me how to lose virtue. If you are so loyal, why don't you dare tell me personally?" "

"My lord!" An Zi knelt down silently and said, "How dare a humble minister, I just went to discuss with Fan Xiang, and Fan Xiang said that the treasury is empty, and the high platform is not suitable for construction, and I never said too much about the prince's immorality."

"Oh, it's not suitable to build! Then you tell me, should I have filial piety? Should I have the last wish of the concubine?"

King Jin's tone was stern, cold sweat dripped from An Zimo's forehead, "It should be, of course it should be."

"Say" Qin Yu sat down, looked at him and asked, "Is the money in the treasury enough to repair the stage?"

"Enough, but Fan Xiang..."

"Fan Xiang!" Qin Yu dropped a teacup, and An Zimo was so startled that he forgot what to say, "You have always been in charge of the money and food accounts, and you have to ask Fan Xiang for everything. What does the king want you for?" ?”

"Yes, I understand." King Jin was furious, he couldn't refute it now, An Zimo could only obediently accept his orders first.

"You really understand?" Qin Yu looked at him with deep meaning.

An Zimo looked up, then hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I understand."

"Go down! Be careful"

Anfu

An Zimo sat in the study, looking at the official document in front of him, his brows were tightly frowned. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out how to write it so that he would not anger King Jin, but also agree with Fan Xiang's intentions.

"Brother?" A young man pushed the door and came in.

"Ziqi..." An Zimo put down his pen and looked at him in surprise, "You're back, did your journey go smoothly?"

"Smooth..." An Ziqi closed the door, sat in front of him and asked, "Why did Big Brother call me back in such a hurry?"

"King Jin is back, he praised the palace you built, and wants to meet you"

"It's such a good thing! Why is your brother so sad?" An Ziqi asked amusedly.

Mentioning this matter, An Zimo sighed again, and said frowningly, "Oh... the king of Jin wanted to build a high platform to comfort the concubine, but Xiangguo said that the treasury was short of money and food, so the king of Jin didn't go to Xiangguo to reason, he insisted on embarrassing me A small prefecture"

"King Jin is quite filial." An Ziqi poured a cup of tea for his eldest brother, and then asked, "Is that enough to build a high platform?"

"Enough is enough, but you also know Fan Xiang, if it is true to build a high platform, the corresponding support will be reduced, and Dongyang County will be merged, which is a disaster county. Besides, if there is an emergency in various places, I am afraid there will be no money available."

An Ziqi frowned and didn't make a sound. An Zimo took the teacup, seeing his distress, he comforted him, "It's okay, go back and rest."

"Big Brother" An Ziqi didn't leave, picked up the official documents on the table, raised his eyebrows and said to him, "Don't you think King Jin doesn't know the state of the treasury?"

When King Jin first returned to the country, he must understand the money, food, taxes, military administration and people's livelihood. Don't you understand the reason for this?Still can't understand the accounts?

"What do you mean?" An Zimo was also a little strange. He heard that Fan Xiang had reported the treasury expenditure not long after King Jin came back, which should not be the case.

"Brother, don't write the memorial table like that. If the king of Jin knows it, then it may be aimed at Prime Minister Fan." An Ziqi thought for a while, and then joked, "Or maybe the king of Jin wants to live a stable and prosperous life."

King Jin wants to be a rich prince?Everyone in Dayong had to laugh their teeth off. An Zimo took a deep breath and finally understood what King Jin meant when he said 'understand'.

"Go back and rest!" An Zimo said with a smile, "Brother, calculate how much this high platform will cost?"

"Yes." An Ziqi also smiled and left.

Palace of Government Affairs

His Royal Highness Prince Jin sat in the hall slowly, while Fan Xiang still led the ministers to discuss matters, while An Zimo stood in the crowd, not conspicuous.

Alas... It looks like I have to invite the Anfu Secretary into the palace!

"The Great King" An Zimo stood up.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that An Zimo is also aware of current affairs "What's the matter?"

"The cost for the construction of the high platform has been drawn up, please take a look at it, Your Majesty."

"Very good" Qin Yu nodded, his eyes swept across the hall and said "Da Liang Order"

"Great King" Wu Zian stood in the hall.

"You are the most familiar with Daliang City, help the Anfu Secretary to choose a good place." Qin Yu looked at him with a smile.

Daliang Ling Wu Zi'an is Fan Wentian's son-in-law, but since he dared to send Mo'er into the palace to please him, it can be seen that he is also a loyal person, and he would not give up on being with Fan Wentian.

"Great King" Fan Xiangguo finally came back to his senses, stood in the hall and said, "The treasury is empty, there should be no need to build a higher platform, Your Majesty Mingjian!"

"But, the Anfu Secretary said there is no problem." Qin Yu's expression darkened.

"Great King" Fan Xiangguo gave a deep salute, and said in a deep voice, "The state has surplus money, and it will be done in case of unforeseen circumstances. Dongyang County has been newly merged, and the war in Beihu has just stopped, and the cities of Xincheng and Xuancheng have to be reinforced. This will cost a lot. The people's livelihood is still recovering, and the tax burden cannot be increased. If the king insists on building a high platform, if something happens to the state of Jin, it may not be able to support it."

"If you can't handle it again, then who should you and Anfu Siben Wang listen to?"

"The Secretary of the Anfu only cares about the accounts, and may not have enough considerations. Please be enlightened, Your Majesty."

"My Majesty please enlighten me"

The ministers knelt down together with Fan Wentian, Qin Yu looked at them, they were exactly the same as the Palace of Eternal Life, he was really hateful back then.

"Of course I want to learn from you!" Qin Yu got up and left without looking at the crowd.

Fan Wentian knelt in the hall, looked at the officials who accompanied him in the petition, and at King Jin who left in a fit of anger, and vaguely understood the reason for this matter.

The mansion of Daliang Ling

Wu Zian entered the door with the front foot, and the eunuch who delivered the decree to King Jin arrived with the back foot.

"The king of Jin decreed that Daliang ordered Wu Zi'an to be responsible for the construction of the high platform together with the governor of the mansion, An Zimo, there must be no mistakes."

"Ministry of obedience"

Wu Zian looked at the little eunuch who was drifting away, and heaved a long sigh, this girder is definitely going to be uneasy.

Fanfu

Fan Xiangguo felt very tired from everything that happened during the day today. The King of Jin was so thoughtful that he couldn't see through it, but there was definitely a reason for the Gaotai incident, and Fan Wentian had a bad feeling.

"Master, Master" the butler suddenly rushed into the study.

"What's the matter?" Fan Wentian asked with a frown.

"The King of Jin has not issued an edict from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and all the ministers heard about it, and entered the palace to petition, asking the King of Jin to withdraw his order, and now he is outside the Lexing Hall."

"What!" Fan Wentian was startled and immediately went to the palace.

In front of the Lexing Hall, the courtiers of Daliang knelt down. Fan Wentian took a quick look, but thought he didn't see An Zimo.

"My humble minister Fan Wentian, please see the King of Jin"

"Fan Xiang is later" Xiao Fuzi left, and came back after a while and said, "Please Fan Xiang into the palace"

Fan Wentian took a deep breath, and slowly entered the hall. King Jin was sitting on the soft couch in the inner room, looking at him with a smile and not making a sound.

"See..."

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, motioned for Xiao Fuzi to hold Fan Wentian, and said, "President Fan came so late, what's the matter?"

"Prince" Fan Wentian stood where he was, and said solemnly, "The high platform cannot be repaired. I understand the filial piety of the prince, and I ask the prince to understand the loyalty of the ministers outside the palace."

"Be considerate, how could this king not be considerate?" Qin Yu sat up straight, and said to him with a smile, "This king didn't think carefully about this matter, please Fan Xiang persuade them to go back, it's getting late, all lovers should also rest up"

"Prince Shengming" Fan Wentian was surprised that this matter was so easy and successful.

Outside the hall, Fan Wentian looked at the already dark sky, and the brightly lit palace behind him cast a long and slender shadow on him. He thought for a while, and suddenly his whole body was in a cold sweat.

Just now he led all the ministers to force the palace to be King Jin!

Hall

"Go down first." Qin Yu waved his hand.

Xiao Fuzi retreated, Qin Yu fell down on the soft couch, looked at the top of his head and let out a long sigh.

Fan Wentian forced the palace!Although it is not sure whether it was Fan Xiang's instruction, but within a day of this incident, the courtiers of the Jin Dynasty dared to openly enter the Lexing Palace, forced themselves, and took back their orders.

Qin Yu was very angry in his heart, but he was also very calm. Is Fan Xiang loyal?loyalty!What he said was indeed for the foundation of Jin and the people of Jin.

But Qin Yu suddenly understood that he didn't like their loyalty, so it was disloyalty, and this was why His Majesty felt that King Jin was disloyal, because his own loyalty also made His Majesty intolerable.

The bead chain rang, and the candles in the palace lantern flickered. Qin Yu looked back at the empty palace, and suddenly felt uneasy, aloof and uneasy!

"Prince" Xiao Fuzi came in and asked, "May I call someone to serve in the dormitory?"

"No" Qin Yu woke up suddenly, sat up and looked at him and said, "From today on, no one will be left in my king's sleeping hall, and no one is allowed to approach Lexing Hall without my order. Anyone who violates it, no matter who it is, will be beheaded!" "

"Yes" Xiao Fuzi bowed to receive the order, and left quickly.

It turns out that this is why there is only one chair in the Golden Palace, because there are all courtiers under the imperial steps!

Capital

The door of the Jinhua Hall was open, and the wind blew the curtains. The normally peaceful scene appeared a bit desolate because of the faint sobbing in the hall.

Empress Xie's life came to an end. Looking back on her own life, she found that she was really lackluster. She didn't have the beauty of a country, and she didn't have the wisdom of the Queen Mother. She was neither born in a noble family, nor an ordinary commoner.

That's why she was able to have a peaceful and peaceful death, but she hurt Yi'er, the eldest son of the emperor who lost his mother, how should he deal with himself.

Although Xie Hanyun doesn't understand strategy, she has also been exposed to too many cruel precedents. She sighed leisurely, and said to the maidservant next to her, "Go and invite Nangong Priest over here."

Nangong Yuliang hurried in with the palace people, Empress Xie was lying on the bed, like a withered flower, there was a flower pot carved with jade and gold, but it couldn't stop it from withering and dying.

"Queen" he stood by the bed and called softly.

Empress Xie's sallow and thin face turned to him, trying to pull a smile, but she really didn't have the strength to look at him with a pair of pretty eyes.

"Priest Nangong, thank you for your trouble these days. If it weren't for your trouble in treating me, I'm afraid I'd be gone long ago."

"Empress..." Nangong Yuliang wanted to persuade him to thank him, but the consolation at this moment seemed too fake, and he could no longer confuse the people on the bed.

"Priest" Empress Xie interrupted him, she didn't have much time, why bother to be grandiose, she looked at Nangong Yuliang, and said slowly and seriously, "I don't have much time, Yi'er is young, can the priest take care of Yi'er for me?"

There was a different light in her eyes. Looking at those eyes, Nangong Yuliang understood what Empress Xie meant, but he understood what she meant, but he might not be able to promise the empress.

"The eldest prince is virtuous, and has the empress dowager to take care of him. People outside the lower palace are afraid of failing the empress' entrustment."

"Master, you..."

"Queen, it's impossible to do without Yuliang in the deep palace"

Alas... Xie Hanyun looked at the resolute Nangong Priest, and shook his head helplessly in his heart. The Priest thought of all this too simply.

"Call Yier in"

Qin Yi came in, looked at the queen mother who was lying on the bed, the corners of his mouth were tense, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Queen Mother"

"Yi'er, come here." Xie Hanyun carefully looked at Qin Yi in front of him.

Qin Yi was her only concern and support in her life, but the road ahead was dangerous, and she couldn't protect him anymore.

"Yi'er, kneel down and thank the priest on behalf of the queen mother."

Qin Yi hesitated and knelt obediently, Nangong Yuliang hurriedly avoided, and said to the queen, "This is impossible, the villain can't stand such a big gift"

"Priest, I'm not forcing you, but I beg you to take pity on me as a dying person. If you can take care of me in the future, you will take care of it. If you don't have the fate, it's just my son's blessing."

Nangong Yuliang stayed where he was, Xie Queen's mournful plea made people feel unbearable, he looked at Qin Yi who was still tear-stained, then looked at the queen who was exhausted and lamps were dry, and nodded.

"The villain promised the queen that if there is fate, he will protect the eldest prince in the future"

"Yi'er, kowtow"

Qin Yi finally couldn't hold back his tears, sobbed and kowtowed to Nangong Yuliang, Nangong Yuliang hurriedly supported Qin Yi, just about to speak, when the little eunuch outside said 'Your Majesty is here' and the three of them fell silent in unison.

"with clouds"

At the end of Empress Xie's life, Emperor Xuan finally remembered a trace of the love between husband and wife. Sitting by the bed, he felt grief from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

Nangong Yuliang retreated quietly, leaving only an unusual family in the house.

Empress Xie gently took Emperor Xuan's hand, "Your Majesty, after more than ten years of husband and wife, the concubines have never been able to help your majesty. They are really ashamed of their duties as queens. I just hope that your majesty will remember the friendship with the concubines for many years and treat them kindly." Qin Yi"

"Hanyun, Yi'er is my eldest son, so I will treat him kindly, don't worry." Emperor Xuan gently held her hand.

Xie Hanyun looked into Emperor Xuan's eyes and shook her head in her heart. She believed in Emperor Xuan's sincerity, but she also understood that this sincerity was short-lived, just like she was sure that Nangong Yuliang could not escape His Majesty. The eternal truth within the palace walls.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Qin Yi, whose face was still a little immature. Empress Xie trembled in her heart, tightly grasped Emperor Xuan's hand, and said sincerely, "My concubine married Your Majesty at the age of 17. Your Majesty is wearing a red wedding dress. Yun'er... · I always remember that Your Majesty is very beautiful"

Yi'er is the last barrier your mother can give you. I hope this nostalgia will make your father remember the love between father and son in the future.

In August of the seventh year of Yonghe, Empress Xie Hanyun passed away. Empress Xuanren, like herself, disappeared without a sound. Only Qin Yi remembered it, and was instantly forgotten by the world.