After endless verbal disputes, Liu Mingzhi and the other four auxiliary ministers finally agreed on the twelve days for Li Zheng's death.
This means that on the last day of the seventh year of Ruian, Li Zheng's body will be buried in the imperial mausoleum of the Li clan.
Although there is no definite date for the emperor's death, it depends entirely on the circumstances.
However, twelve days is indeed a bit too short.
It is now the twelfth lunar month of winter, and Xia Gongming and Yunyang's intention is to wait for three months before officially entering the coffin and sealing the emperor's mausoleum.
Although the left and right officials did not express it clearly, it was obvious that they were relatively more supportive of Xia Gongming.
However, Liu Mingzhi knew that the peace date agreed with the Jin Kingdom and the Turks in the coming spring would soon become in name only. Dalong must enter stability and get out of Li Zheng's death as soon as possible.
Only when Prince Li Baiyu ascends the throne as emperor can he stabilize the court and stabilize people's hearts.
Otherwise, if the dragons are leaderless, they will be at a loss to deal with the possibility of the Turkic and Jin Kingdoms moving south in a large scale.
In the three-day verbal dispute, Liu Mingzhi argued hard and finally even used Li Zheng's last imperial edict as a bargaining chip to put pressure on Xia Gongming and the others.
Before the late emperor's grand trip, he issued an order that all funeral arrangements should be kept simple and that state affairs should not be delayed.
If you insist on suspending the spirit for three months, the prince will not be able to ascend the throne as emperor, resulting in the collapse of the country and the failure of government orders, which means you are resisting the decree and disobeying it.
Afterwards, Liu Mingzhi explained the pros and cons, and finally convinced the two die-hards to agree to set the period of suspension for twelve days.
On the first day of the next year, Prince Li Baiyu officially ascended the throne as emperor, took charge of Dalong, and changed the reign name.
These twelve days are national mourning. Although Liu Mingzhi is a foreign minister, he is extremely busy these days compared to the other four auxiliary ministers.
Just after persuading the foreign ministers, the Li clan members of the Zongren Mansion disagreed again.
With no choice, Liu Mingzhi had no choice but to accompany Li Baiyu and continue to lobby the old diehards of Li Zheng's contemporaries.
Fortunately, hard work pays off, and the old guys from the Li clan are also kind-hearted and express their respect for Li Zheng, but state affairs are more important.
Liu Mingzhi's saying that a country cannot live without a king for a day, otherwise the country will be ruined, hit the heart of these old guys.
In the end, he could only agree to a twelve-day suspension.
The third princess took her son Liu Chengqian to pay homage to Li Zheng. Liu Mingzhi and the prince and queen Nangong Meng apologized and finally returned to their old home with their exhausted bodies.
It stands to reason that Liu Mingzhi, as the consort, should have kept vigil for Li Zheng. After all, the husbands of the eldest princess and the second princess, and the two brothers-in-law of Young Master Liu, had been keeping vigil for several days.
But Nangong Meng knew that Liu Mingzhi, the son-in-law, had been working hard for several days for his son and late husband, so he allowed Liu Mingzhi to go home and rest.
In the past few days, Qi Yun, Qing Lian and others also rushed back from Yingzhou.
When they heard the news about Li Zheng's business, everyone looked not too good.
After all, the emperor was kind to his husband, and was always praised by the courtiers as a wise king and a good minister.
What's more, Li Zheng is the husband's father-in-law and the father of his sister Li Yan. With each other involved, the girls inevitably feel a little sad.
"Master, you are back!"
Just as Liu Mingzhi walked into the mansion, Liu Song's father, Liu Yuan, came out with a cigarette stick in his mouth and bowed respectfully.
"Uncle Liu, you haven't rested yet!"
"Yes, I'm too old to sleep, so I have to guard the door and be practical."
"I've been guarding the door for the master for most of my life, and I'm used to living like this."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Liu Yuan's gray-haired appearance and sighed silently in his heart.
They are all old. It turns out that suddenly, many people are old.
Wen Renzheng returned to the old path and didn't know what happened to his health.
Li Zheng, the youngest, went first.
Life is so fucking fucked.
The more people you know, the more you will have to experience life and death many times. It is so difficult to look down on them.
Liu Mingzhi held his tired body and stared blankly at the cigarette rod in Liu Yuan's hand: "Uncle Liu, let me try how your cigarette rod tastes."
Liu Mingzhi was also a smoker in his previous life. He wanted to swear martial law several times, but failed to quit and took the vow several times.
I have never thought much about this kind of thing in my whole life.
Now that I was exhausted both physically and mentally, when I saw the tobacco bag in Liu Yuan's hand, I naturally wanted to take a sip and taste it to see if it could relieve myself from the stress like in my previous life.
Only he knows how heavy the pressure Li Zheng's death has put on him.
He knew Li Zheng well, but he didn't know much about the prince.
It is unclear whether the prince will indulge himself like Li Zheng after he ascends the throne.
If Li Baiyu and Li Zheng have completely different personalities, sooner or later there will be a gap between the monarch and his ministers, and it will only get bigger and bigger.
Liu Yuan looked at Liu Mingzhi in surprise: "Master, wait a moment!"
After speaking, Liu Yuan walked towards the doorway on the side. After a while, he took out a brand new cigarette rod and handed it to Young Master Liu: "Master, you may feel strong if you haven't smoked before. Try it and see. If it doesn't work, stop smoking."
Liu Mingzhi took the tobacco rod, took out the shredded tobacco and skillfully stuffed it into the pot, then placed it on Liu Yuan's pot to start the fire.
Liu Yuan looked at Young Master Liu blankly. He had never seen the young master smoke before. How could he act so skillfully like a long-time smoker?
Young Master Liu took a deep breath from the cigarette holder, and Mu Ran coughed with a blue face.
The cigarette stick has nothing but a sore throat.
There is absolutely no sense of enjoyment and relaxation in later generations. They are completely two different things.
Liu Mingzhi knocked out shreds of tobacco on the pavilion pillar and returned the tobacco stem to Liu Yuan: "I'm even worse, Uncle Liu, you go to bed early, I'll go back first!"
Liu Yuan looked at the young master in astonishment as he walked towards the inner courtyard with a sinister expression on his face, looking down at the cigarette rod in his hand.
"Isn't it a disease to smoke cigarettes in your stomach?"
After saying that, he took two puffs of dry cigarette and spit out the smoke, showing that he looked more like a god than a god.
"Husband, how are you now that you are back? Have you reached an agreement with the other four elders and the Li clan members today?"
Qi Yun looked at her husband who walked in the door, took the big cloak from Liu Mingzhi's hand and asked subconsciously.
She also knew that her husband had been busy with Li Zheng's affairs these past few days and had trouble sleeping and eating. She felt pain in her eyes but couldn't do much to help him.
If it's a political affair, I can still pick up a sword to help my husband clear out a few enemies, but I can't interfere in matters above the court.
"It's settled, and a big vat of saliva has been wasted. If it's not settled again, my husband will be angry to death."
"Calm down, these elders also want to express their respect for His Majesty. They all have good intentions. There is no way to say who is right and who is wrong."
"What should I do if I don't calm down? With my father leaving, all the burden seems to be on my husband. I feel that I have not been as tired as I am today after all the years I have been in the court."
"By the way, where are the old man and my mother?"
"Mom is making clothes for Yun Xin in the room. After all, she is her youngest granddaughter. I don't know what my father is doing. I haven't seen him for two days."
"My mother said casually that it seemed that my aunt was discussing something with my father, so I didn't ask any questions."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with a complicated expression: "Forget it, it's not easy for us to interfere with the affairs of our elders. Have you explained what my husband asked you to tell Yu Chengle, the governor of Yingzhou?"
"I told Mr. Yu exactly what you meant to me, husband."
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and rubbed his forehead gently: "Yingzhou, Fuzhou, please don't go wrong!"
"During the national mourning period, General Liu Wei was still on his way back after paying homage to his father. If the Turks and the Jin Kingdom had other thoughts at this time, it would be a disaster."
Qi Yun's pretty face tightened: "Husband, are you speaking politely, and your junior brother may take advantage of the instability in Dalong Palace to go south?"
"It's hard to say. I'm not the roundworm in their stomachs. How can I know what they are thinking."
"There is no best, just be afraid of what might happen."
"Now that the three kingdoms are at odds, war will happen sooner or later. This is why my husband hopes that the prince will ascend the throne as emperor as soon as possible."
"A country cannot live without a king for a day, and a dragon cannot live in chaos!"
"Otherwise, all these years of hard work by my husband and my father will be in vain."
"Husband, think of the best in everything. After you and sister Yan'er come back, it will snow heavily in northern Xinjiang. It's probably not possible to go south."
"I hope it's as you said."
"Master, I have something to report!"
Liu Song's voice came, and Young Master Liu's soothed brows became tense again: "Come in!"
"yes!"
"Liu Song, what's wrong?"
"Master, King Qing, King Shu and others send their greetings!"
Liu Mingzhi was stunned and looked at the invitations in Liu Song's hand in astonishment: "The invitations from these guys? They should be keeping vigil for their father at this time, how could they hand them over..."
Liu Mingzhi stopped as he spoke. Li Yunlong and others must have left for a while and came to his side for an excuse.
"As soon as my front legs arrived home, they came with their rear legs. Their eyes are really bright."
"If you don't see me, just say that I am physically and mentally exhausted and have fallen asleep!"
"Yes, the younger one has to retreat first!"
"etc!"
"Master?"
Liu Mingzhi began to ponder with a gloomy expression. After a long time, Liu Mingzhi sighed: "Forget it, just follow what I said just now!"
"Tell them that they really have something to do, and I will personally visit them after the national funeral is over."
"yes!"
After Liu Song left, Qi Yun looked at her husband with some worry: "Husband, the King of Shu is no longer an ordinary prince, but a vassal king in charge of a side. Wouldn't it be bad to speak so bluntly that it would hurt their face?"
"Yun'er, during my father's funeral, they were not keeping vigil in the palace but came to visit me. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart."
"Not seeing is the best solution!"
"The crown prince's ascension to the throne is the general trend. It is not a good thing to have close relations with vassal kings from all over the world right now!"
"Yes, I understand!"
The seventh year of Dalong Ruian ends.
Emperor Dalong Li Zheng's funeral ended and he was buried in the imperial mausoleum as scheduled.
Li Zheng abolished the custom of burying living people and replaced them with pottery figurines.
The number of buried artifacts buried in the imperial mausoleum is the least among the Great Dragon Emperors in the past dynasties.
Li Zheng was a frugal doctor during his lifetime, and he was also frugal after his death.
Li Zheng's meaning is very clear: keep everything simple and avoid extravagance and waste.
Save money on the treasury and make every effort to prepare for the great cause of going north to unify the country.
After discussion by the Rites and Zongren Government, Li Zheng was wise and enlightened during his lifetime, so the temple name should be Long Ruizong.
The era belonging to Li Zheng finally came to a successful end.