On the thirteenth day of the tenth month in winter, Emperor Zhenzong Wenming Zhangsheng Yuanxiao was buried in Yongding Mausoleum.
The next day, the edict designated the Empress Dowager's birthday as the Changning Festival.
This edict was signed by Li Jie personally. Previously, the edict that Qian Weiyan took the initiative to submit had been left unissued.
Until today, it was issued with a special purpose.
This time, that time.
The Queen Mother's birthday is the Changning Festival, and the country and the DPRK have only precedents, but the letter is a letter, and the signature is a signature.
The properties of the two are completely different.
Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness. You can give some things, but you can't ask for them.
As Li Jie's voice became more and more powerful, he could give this kind of edict mixed with etiquette as soon as it was given, and it would not affect the overall situation.
Bao Ci Hall.
The severe cold outside did not affect the interior of the palace at all. Under the influence of several copper stoves, the interior of the palace was as warm as spring. Liu E was standing in front of the window wearing casual clothes. She was in a very emotional mood now.
She had already given up on the matter of Changning Festival, but at this moment, Sixth Brother suddenly and directly decided on the matter.
Thinking back to a few months ago and looking back at now, times have really changed.
"Empress."
Mrs. Lin walked closer holding a plain phoenix cloak and reminded her.
"It's freezing outside, please put on more clothes."
Liu E nodded slightly, and then Lin gently put the phoenix cloak on her shoulders.
"Did anything happen in Liu's house in the past few days?"
Since she gave up the idea of taking power, Liu E felt relieved. She was far away from the complicated government affairs, but she thought about the past.
Before, she still thought of ignoring Liu Congde and Liu Congguang's troubles, but now her attitude has changed subtly.
After all, they were Liu Mei's children, especially Liu Congguang. Liu E almost watched them grow up, and even raised them in the palace for a while.
Therefore, Liu E still couldn't be ruthless, just as she couldn't be ruthless enough to seize power brazenly.
"Everything is fine in the mansion. Erlang studies in the mansion every day. He has never stepped out of the house without the mother's instructions."
"Reading a book?"
Liu E chuckled lightly, with a hint of reminiscence in her eyes.
"If this monkey can concentrate on reading, the sun will really rise in the west."
Mrs. Lin bowed and said: "Mother, Shengming, Erlang is indeed reading, but he is not reading books by saints, but miscellaneous books and scripts."
The storybooks are roughly similar to later novels. The language is colloquial and relatively popular. As long as you are literate, you can basically read it without any obstacles.
It is easy to understand, the story is exciting enough, and with the innovation of engraving technology, the storybook has the soil to survive and is deeply loved by music lovers.
What a coincidence, Liu Congguang is a Lezi person, and a high-level Lezi person.
In the past, he would go to Goulan, find people to rehearse in person, and perform the stories in the script in person.
Now, being grounded by the eldest lady, he could only read the text version for comfort.
"You can go over this afternoon and tell Erlang that his ban has been lifted. However, this is only temporary."
"If he doesn't know how to restrain himself in the future, it won't be a matter of the ban."
Liu Congguang's ability to comply with the ban for several months has impressed Liu E. Now it is time to lift the ban.
Otherwise, she was afraid that Liu Congguang would be driven crazy.
The Liu Mansion only has a few acres of land, so staying at home every day is indeed a bit boring.
"yes."
Although Mrs. Lin was surprised in her heart, there was no strange look on her face.
After all, the empress has softened her heart.
However, it is not surprising if you think about it carefully. When Erlang (Liu Congguang) was a child, the empress liked Erlang very much. To describe it in one sentence, he was not like mother and son, but better than mother and son.
In addition, considering the relationship between the empress and the Taiwei (Liu Mei), it is not so easy to let go.
Finally, both Dalang and Erlang are the children of Qian, the wife of the Yue Kingdom. They don't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. Qian is Qian Weiyan's biological sister.
With this kind of relationship, it is impossible for the empress to ignore it completely.
Those words before were just angry words.
As we all know, angry words cannot be taken seriously.
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Feng Mansion.
boom!
"It's too much to bully me!"
The inkstone, which was so beloved in the past, is now just one of the tools for Feng Zheng to vent his anger.
"The Lu family's child!"
"I'm so angry!"
boom!
boom!
Feng Zheng dropped two more playthings in succession. The exquisite porcelain and the celadon worth thousands of gold instantly turned into a pile of fragments.
He was born in the fifth year of Xiande (Zhou Shizong Chai Rong), and Lu Yijian was born in the third year of Taiping Xingguo (Song Taizong).
There is a twenty-year age difference between the two of them, so Feng Zheng's phrase "the youngest son of the Lu family" is not an exaggeration.
After all, they are indeed not the same generation, Feng Zheng, Kou Zhun, Li Hang, and Wang Dan are the same generation.
Feng Zheng never expected that the son of the Lu family would secretly collect dirty information about him and use it to force him to apply for an official position.
Simply unworthy of a man!
Lu Yijian does not talk about martial ethics!
He, Feng Zheng, is an old man in his sixties. He has worked hard for the country for decades. He has toiled hard even if he has no merit, right?
He was approaching the age of retirement, but he was stabbed in the back by a junior!
The arrogant Kou Zhun was defeated by him, but now he fell into the hands of a junior.
How could Feng Zheng endure this?
At this moment, Feng Zheng's chest was full of anger, like a dynamite barrel ready to explode at any time.
He has never suffered such grievances!
"well."
After a while, Feng Zheng suddenly collapsed on his chair. Looking at the messy study room, he couldn't help but cover his chest.
pain!
It hurts!
What a wonderful object, why did you smash it yourself?
It’s all the Lu family’s fault!
Thinking of this, Feng Zheng raised his eyebrows and felt angry again.
But soon, he leaned back in his chair slumped.
Those black materials are so deadly!
He was so jealous that he did not dare to confront Lu Yijian head-on.
In addition, Lu Yijian is only in his forties this year. If nothing unexpected happens, he can still be active in the court for at least ten or twenty years.
Twenty years later, I am afraid that all my bones will be gone.
What do you use to fight against others?
"Lu Wenmu (Lu Mengzheng), your Lu family is really full of talents from generation to generation."
When he said this, Feng Zheng's tone was filled with anger mixed with a bit of envy.
Donglai Lu family is indeed full of talented people.
The previous generation was Lu Mengzheng, and this generation is Lu Yijian. Although the next generation has not yet grown up, Lu Yijian's sons are all outstanding among people.
With the name of Lu family in Donglai and Lu Yijian protecting it, it would be difficult for them to become talented.
"well."
Thinking of this, Feng Zheng sighed again.
He couldn't fight overtly or covertly, and there was only one way left for him.
On the table to serve!
If he becomes an official, he can still retain some dignity. If he continues to stay at Zhongshu, he will wait until Lu Yijian can help him with his dignity.
At that time, the scene was ugly.
Not only would his lifelong reputation be at stake, but he himself and his clan would probably not end up well either.
Although there are few examples of officials being beheaded during the imperial dynasty...(to prevent harmony), being dismissed from office is far more painful than killing someone.