The second thousand three hundred and sixty-eight chapters live in the cold palace
At this time, the King of Jin secretly gave the King of England a push, and it was time for him to speak. The King of England understood clearly and responded loudly, "My father is wise, my sons and ministers obey the holy orders, and the talents of the nine and ten brothers are the best in the world."
It is obvious to all, not to mention a palace offering wine and a Yanlin Pavilion, no one can be exaggerated to be the emperor of Dagan. My father is far-sighted and has chosen for his son the pillars of Dagan's century-old history. In the future, this country will
Wang Ding should work hard to govern, and brothers should work together to rejuvenate the country and not let his father, who is under the influence of Jiuquan, regret."
"Good." Mi Cangqiong muttered, passed the dragon-killing treasure box, raised his hands above his head, and slowly exited the palace. This was to let the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Shaofu Secretary verify the authenticity of the imperial edict. Prince Chun remained silent.
Returning to his original position, wondering what he was thinking about, Li Luo kowtowed, whispered a few words to Chang Ting Liao who was sitting on the couch, and quietly left the palace.
The tomb of Emperor Wanlong has almost been repaired. When the emperor is on the throne, except for the emperor who is taboo and does not want to build an imperial mausoleum, most of them will prepare the underground palace for his death early, leaving only a few unfinished things until the emperor dies.
It is considered auspicious to fill up the last missing point on the day of the funeral. After that, choose the Zi Palace, dress up and be buried. There are at least dozens if not hundreds of rules, and the burial should be done according to all the things.
His Highness the Crown Prince or a highly respected veteran minister or member of the royal family must preside over the ceremony. After the burial, the state ministers and others should also be invited to choose an auspicious day, and the burial will not be hasty. The Zi Palace will stay for at least seven days, and at most forty-nine days.
If it is kept properly, the coffin may be kept for eighty-one days, allowing important officials from all over the world or princes and vassal states to come to express their condolences. After the time is up, there will be funerals and rituals. This is another set of complicated rules. The most important thing here is the burial.
They were not willing to bury live people, but they never explicitly ordered them to stop it. When Taizu died, he had buried more than a hundred princesses and concubines of enemy countries alive. Although it was meant to intimidate the surrounding countries, after all, they used living people.
, it is indeed a bit cruel. But compared to the concubines who become monks and live to guard the mausoleum, in fact, being buried with them is not necessarily that bad. There are always a few who can return to their hometown for the sake of their mother.
Before the death of Emperor Wanlong, his body and bones were getting weaker and weaker. There were rumors in the palace that once the emperor was buried alive, there would be a living person buried with him. The Ministry of Internal Affairs almost acquiesced to this statement, probably because they figured out the emperor's intention and would choose someone he would not bear to part with.
Buried together, of course, regardless of life or death. This reluctance is very interesting. Anyway, the emperor is dead. Whether he is willing to part with it or not is a guess for the living. As for how to guess, it depends on everyone's ability.
After leaving Zi Palace, Li Luo headed deep into the palace. The person leading the way was a confidant eunuch beside Mi Cangqiong. He waited carefully and quickly led the way.
The palace was very chaotic, people were coming and going in a hurry, and no one noticed Li Luo and Li Luo. Not long after, they arrived in front of a remote house, which was considered the northwest corner of the palace. They looked at the scenery before them,
Li Luo actually had a vague feeling of recognition. After thinking about it, he remembered that he was kidnapped out of the city by Li Lingfeng after losing all his inner strength. It seemed that he was taking this road. What he saw along the way was people dying or waiting for death or nowhere to go.
The old palace maids and concubines who died ended up in a miserable state, and their days were just like this.
"Is she here?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, the Queen has been living here since she was expelled from Chaofeng Palace. If Concubine Chang had not been kind-hearted, she would have been killed long ago." The little eunuch said quickly.
Li Luo responded and didn't say much. There was nothing good about the power struggle in the palace. Even if she had the temperament of Chang Ting Liao, without the support of Duke Wei, she would not be able to be as detached as she is now.
It's easy. When a person doesn't even know if he can eat the second meal, good and evil, right and wrong become less important, and survival is the most important thing.
The little eunuch didn't pass the message and pushed the door directly in. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a crisp slap in the back room, and then a sharp and shrill cry: "You little bitch, you don't have eyes! Do you think you are the master or the queen?"
What? With an air of arrogance, my aunt will tell you, this is it, you may want it or you may not want it, it won’t be tomorrow yet, you can just wait and drink the northwest wind.”
"You...there are rules in the palace. Even if the empress is ignored, the three meals a day must be according to the palace regulations. Your soup and water are not enough to feed a bird. I think you are deliberately deducting it."
it is true……"
"How dare you talk so hard, you bitch? Let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart today!" The palace maid became angry with embarrassment and seemed to be beating him. The little eunuch glanced at Li Luo and wanted to stop him, but he didn't know what was going on in the heart of this person next to him.
No matter what I thought, I didn't dare to say anything for a while and waited quietly.
"Ju Rui...ahem..." came a weak voice from the back room, no longer as youthful as before, "What are you arguing about outside?"
"It's nothing, my dear, you're awake!"
"Oh, you're still breathing a sigh of relief, hurry up and die." It's this weird palace maid again.
The back room was quiet for a while, and after a while, Concubine Yun asked slowly: "Who is outside?"
"There's no one around. Madam, please rest."
"Tsk, tsk, you are still called your empress. You are very loyal, but you are not too bad in appearance. If you are clever, some eunuch may take a fancy to you and marry a fake mandarin duck, and maybe you can get a bite of food."
"You..." Ju Rui was so angry that the little eunuch coughed lightly. Instead of reaching out and pushing the door open and going in, he knocked politely. Ju Rui was stunned and asked, "Who is it?"
"Xiao Xizi from Changming Palace."
I know this name Ju Rui. He is a confidant of the great eunuch Mi Cangqiong. There must be something wrong with him coming here.
"It's Eunuch Xi, please come in." Ju Rui asked Concubine Yun in the back room, and hurriedly opened the door. When she looked up, the person standing outside the door was not Xiao Xizi, but him.
Xigong Public Security Bureau waited quietly aside. Ju Rui was stunned and speechless. She didn't say anything for a long time, but her tears kept flowing out of unspeakable pain.
"Ju Rui, is this Eunuch Xi? Please come in." Concubine Yun managed to cheer up and said softly.
Li Luo had mixed feelings. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. He remembered that not long after Concubine Yun entered Zhuocheng, she was deeply loved by Emperor Wanlong. Not long after, she became the fourth concubine. After that, the concubine and the queen... gave birth to a son.
, the favor and majesty of the harem surpassed three thousand, it seems like yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, I am living in the cold palace. The night in the West Palace is quiet and the flowers are fragrant. I want to roll up the bead curtains and the spring hates it. I don’t know where yesterday’s flowers went, and the sparrows sit idle and talk about things.
"Your Majesty..." Ju Rui muttered in a low voice and secretly hid her pretty face with palm prints.
The palace maid was very arrogant and knew Xiao Xizi from Changming Palace, but who knew why he came here. This chapter has been completed!