Faced with the dissatisfaction written on the faces of those officials, Dai Cong just turned a blind eye and calmly asked people to lead the way to the resettlement place.
The team of carriages and horses drove again in an atmosphere of indignation and dissatisfaction. The Holy Emperor, who had never stepped out of the carriage, was sitting in the carriage. Through the half-draped green bamboo curtain, he nodded slightly to Wei Shuyi, who was standing aside and saluting silently, with a look in his eyes.
No mood swings.
After the Empress' car was far away, Wei Shuyi slowly straightened up.
After a group of court officials settled down, they tried to find the Taifu, but heard that the Taifu was in the Governor's Mansion.
The Governor's Mansion is Cui Jing's place. Under such circumstances, it is naturally inconvenient for them to go and meet each other.
All the ministers were shocked and angry, and they became more and more certain that the Taifu must have been kidnapped by Chang Sui Ning. They privately cursed Chang Sui Ning even more.
And in the process of scolding, they gradually became desperate.
If they were fashionable in Luoyang and still retained a bit of dignity and support, then after coming to Taiyuan, they truly realized what it is like to be a mermaid and have no control over life and death.
This place is more than a thousand miles away from the capital. Looking north, they can see the rough, desolate and uninhabited border land. They can't help but feel a sense of sadness when they are touched by the scene.
Chang Suining did not restrict their movement, but they were always followed by military guards when they went out. They were still wearing official uniforms, which was a status symbol they had gained from years of hard study and becoming officials. However, at this time, those armors that could be seen everywhere
In front of the person holding the knife, he seemed vulnerable, and even resistance was destined to become a joke.
The person who came out of Zong Dadian with you tonight... is obviously Prince Xiao.
At this moment, Qi Li suddenly stood up, feeling the world was spinning, and stretched out her hand to hold the coffee table.
The rain had not subsided, and the atmosphere in the palace seemed solemn and depressing due to the demeanor of the courtiers, except for the high-pitched conversations of some officials.
Mrs. Li stood half a step in front of you, looking into the rain with you: "Your Majesty is worried, the auspicious day will naturally have no auspicious signs."
You are an imperial brother who does human affairs, but you don’t behave like a father? You definitely believe that the imperial brother can distinguish between his son and his son!
There were no heavy guards in the palace, they were all people from Xuance Mansion and Xuan'an Mansion.
The sound was so intense and unfamiliar that it seemed like she had called "aunt" many times before. Cui Jing's eyes trembled slightly, and her left hand lying under the coffee table tightened slightly.
Then he turned to the messenger: "First take Wei Shuyi to see the Taifu and tell Wei Shuyi - Taifu's words are your words."
These court officials regarded this as a sign of fulfillment for the ancestors of the Li family, and no one wrote poems in sorrow, let alone ran into the rain and cried.
Your tone was tense, but Mrs. Li could inexplicably hear the hint of "If you are willing to give me that face, the incense offerings in the future will be halved", which was a sign of Taoism.
"..."
Taiyuan was the place where Li Ronglong prospered. Emperor Xiaosheng Taizong once proposed to build the Taiyuan Imperial Ancestral Temple in Taiyuan, but this was opposed by Confucian officials. The Confucian officials believed that the Imperial Ancestral Temple should only be located in the capital, and that it would be appropriate to build it elsewhere.
With that said, he walked in and said, "Go and see the little eldest princess in the palace."
Chongyue was very ill and attended many banquets. You can count the number of times you have seen this nephew on one hand.
There were many people, headed by Tu Yushi, who were all badly prepared for the blood-splattered ceremony - they would definitely deny the identity of Li Rong fabricated by Xuan'an even to the death if they let the false return to Chang Suining be completed successfully!
That rebel wanted to pretend to be Li Rong's predecessor, steal Li Rong's kingdom, twist the low etiquette system for his own use, trample on the dignity of the royal family, and whitewash his shameful ambition!
Cining Gong smiled, and when he was about to speak again, Dai Cong stepped back from inside: "Jie Envoy, the sage sent someone to pass on the message later, and I want you to talk about it later."
Cui Jing's mind was in confusion, and she subconsciously followed the guidance of that sentence to search in her memory.
"Auspicious days are carefully chosen." Qi Liqian turned around and walked into the hall: "It depends on whether the ancestors are willing to give you that face."
In the early morning of the next day, the rain did not stop, so Guichang Suining was held as scheduled.
The man in the green skirt raised his skirt slightly and climbed down the steps calmly. The young man in the black robe beside you held an umbrella for you all the way.
Cining Palace stands next to the sacrificial table. Today I am the official accompanying the sacrificial ministers, so naturally I attract the looks of contempt from the young men like daggers.
Cui Jing's heart tugged, and she lifted up the quilt and got into bed, her mind gradually filled with emotions.
A censor surnamed Tu raised his sleeves and pointed toward the door. His voice was low but passionate: "You have people here to monitor and threaten you. It seems that you want you to wait in but be timid and succumb to your lies."
superior!"
The male emperor with gray hair in a bun stands on the back left, wearing a narrow floor-length robe, holding a dragon-head crutch in one hand, and there is no servant to support him on the other side. Above him are the prince, princess Yao Ting, courtiers, and Yao Yi.
in it.
On my mother’s 10th birthday, you did return to Beijing...
As he spoke, he looked at the rain in the hall and said, "Cui Ling'an, he said that if the ancestors of your family are really dead, will the rain stop tomorrow?"
"Princess Captain Yao Ting has arrived in the back hall."
Cui Jing seemed to understand something when recalling the old events, but even less could be believed.
Obviously, those who had just settled in the city came to see Mr. Xuan'an slowly.
This is not a chaotic and chaotic world. On the contrary, the order here is strict and everything is in order, but the maker of the order is this Xuan'an... a rebel!
There are no rumors among the people, but it is said that the origin of dragon veins is hidden in the Jin Temple, and there is no dragon spirit lingering all year round.
Seeing your expression, the waiter in the car calmly asked: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you..."
Xuan'an Da has not officially announced his specific identity, but the news about the late Emperor Yaonan is said to have spread like wildfire.
Living is important, but rather than lingering in despair and shame, we would rather die without dignity and spine... At least a hundred years ago, we can leave a clean name in the history books!
The seven of them sat side by side across a coffee table. Xuan'an turned sideways slightly, met the eyes of the little eldest princess, and said: "Aunt, you are, and you are."
That sentence had become fuzzy in my memory, but it was an old joke that perhaps no one had heard, but at this moment, it was repeated in fragments in the mouth of the man in green clothes behind his eyes.
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Before the Cining Palace was busy with the arrangement of the emperor, the crown prince, and the officials, they returned to the small governor's house. When they saw Mr. Xuan'an, they sighed: "The envoy refused to come forward to meet me, so Wei received a lot of hot looks."
"
These officials regarded me as a shameless traitor who deserved no punishment for his crimes.
Xuan'an looked at you: "Aunt, it's you."
Hearing this, Xuan'an was annoyed but pleased: "You have nothing to blame for being so loyal to Qi Li."
After leaving the Little Governor's Mansion and getting off the carriage, Cui Jing was still in a daze.
The reason why you can easily recall this matter is very complicated. You are a person who occasionally likes beauty, but your nephew Li Xiao is quite beautiful. This is a kind of beauty that cannot be distinguished between male and female, and his temperament is even more inferior.
——
You looked again and saw that this man picked up the teapot and poured you a cup of tea. He said in a quick voice: "You and your aunt have been very close since then. Now you can tell your story to your aunt Xiaozhi."
.”
"But if you have the shame to rebel against a thief, how can you understand what ethics is?"
Qi Liqian stood up and looked at Cining Palace: "I don't mind, Prime Minister Wei, go see Mrs. Duan first and let me convey this message to you. You will come over later."
[Today, my aunt heard that Wuyan Guan privately cursed that your romantic days are coming to an end, but you don’t think so... You don’t have such an outstanding son in the Li family, so why worry about whether Xiao Sheng is prosperous or whether you, Cui Jing, are too slow?
Are you living a good life?】
"Mrs. Zheng Guogong has arrived."
"What do you think we are doing?" Xuan'an Dagang and the Cui clan members finished discussing the matter of the ceremony. At this moment, he picked up a cup of tea to quench his thirst and said casually: "Only counterfeiters with guilty consciences need to intimidate us into collusion. You are the real one."
Emperor Xuan'an invited Captain Yao Ting and Princess Yao Ting to talk in the study room, and all the guests came in.
When the man put the teapot on, he pushed the cup with his finger, raised his head and smiled: "My aunt is worried, you are not an evil spirit, you can easily hurt people."
Cui Jing thought that statement was ridiculous. You couldn't even understand how Duonan, who was said to be Rejing and was so smart, could say such a thing. However, these eyes that he said were Rejing caught Cui Jing off guard.
In great shock.
The seventh son of the imperial brother... is clearly Chong Yue!
Cui Jing's eyebrows moved slightly. The seventh man... what does that mean?
With just that thought, the priorities were reversed, and Mrs. Li no longer wanted to persuade the ancestors of Li Rong to seek happiness for themselves.
Standing on the other side were Taiyuan officials headed by Dai Cong, as well as Cui Lang and other Cui clan members.
"..."
How can you, who is not yet a mother, just watch a child like that marry Beidi?
It turns out they are really your Li family, and they are the children of the Li family you have met.
He is so outstanding and yet so pitiful, but he feels like a pitiful child.
Xuan'an did not hesitate to put the tea cup on the table, but he was pretending to think: "Let me tell you, it is too late to talk about the matter between you and the saint until the small ceremony is completed."
Just before dawn, you sat up, looked into the foggy blue window, and murmured: "How come you feel so intimate when we first met in Xuanzhou..."
So what kind of nonsense is that?
Although the Taimiao Temple was not built, Emperor Taizong ordered the expansion of the Jinci Temple in Taiyuan City, which had been worshiped by incense from all dynasties. He also wrote an inscription here and enshrined the ancestors' tablets in the expanded new hall.
Perhaps it was indeed too ridiculous. Cui Jing turned her face away and looked away for a moment, then laughed wildly with a certain emotion. When she turned back, she asked seriously: "Does he know what he is talking about..."
In the small hall dedicated to Li Rong's ancestors, the sacrificial utensils have already been prepared, and everyone has arrived one after another and separated themselves in the hall.
We desperately escaped from the capital, with no intention of avoiding disaster, and at the same time, we were not determined to associate with rebels like Bian Chunliang.
After hearing Qi Liqian's words of "Thank you, Prime Minister Wei", Cining Palace asked: "Does the envoy really intend to meet us?"
One day after returning to Chang Suining, there was a light rain in Taiyuan City.
All the doubts were blocked in your throat, and you even briefly lost the ability to organize your words: "...He means, Chongyue, Ashang? How old is he this year? Does he know that you have already..."
"Aunt, you are my father's youngest son, but my seventh son."
But……
"You really just need to show the evidence and tell the truth, and we just need to watch and listen carefully."
Before, Cui Jing spent another cup of tea in silence.
No one of us is guarding the orthodox imperial power, and no one is guarding Li Rong's kingdom. Now the male emperor is old and sick, and the prince is like a puddle of mud that even Adou has to avoid when he comes... With all these things, we are trapped in Taiyuan.
Is there still no hope for the future?
Never before has Chang Kuo managed to hide such a trivial matter from you to such an extent!
In that dizziness, you seem to have returned to that night in Zong Dadian again. The face you pinched for many years suddenly overlaps with the fresh face behind your eyes.
Cui Jing was so angry that she walked back and forth outside the room. After a while, she stopped. She opened the window and looked at the increasingly white sky. After a long while, she frowned and sighed. The last conversation between her aunt and nephew yesterday echoed in her mind.
Very slowly, Cui Jing found that she remembered Li Xiao's original appearance. It was just like the Li Xiao in your memory, who looked like the person he was born in front of.
The seventh son of the late emperor...Chongyue, Prince Xiao...what does it mean?
You ask: [Why did you say it?]
"Even if you smear someone to death, you are definitely helping someone else!"
The answer I heard next was completely beyond Cui Jing's expectation, and even beyond your common sense and understanding——
Seeing the cup of tea being pushed towards her, Cui Jing, who was filled with emotions, sat back hastily.
You had many opportunities to meet your nephew. After drinking some wine that night, you couldn't help but pinch your nephew's beautiful face and said something like -
But you don't remember seeing Chong Yue.
This night, Cui Jing did not sleep.
"Ning Ning, I would like to ask him, is he really the youngest son of your royal brother?" the little eldest princess asked straight to the point, staring at the man behind her for many years.
It was very slow, and no one came back one after another to pass the message: "Qi Liqian later asked to see the envoy."
This statement made many officials feel sad.
Dai Cong has long been accustomed to you acting this way, so he responded "yes" and went in.
Human nature is rarely greedy for life, but for many of us, there is nothing more important in this world than survival.
Xuan'an's eyes were still confused and intense, and there was a faint smile on his lips: "Aunt, do you still remember that you returned to Beijing from Xuanzhou for the 10th birthday of the Imperial Grandmother, and before the banquet, when you and I came out of Qi Liqian together?
, once said something to you——"
The small canon is located in Jinci Temple in Taiyuan.
The man walked to the back of the hall, put up the hand holding the hem of his skirt, and amid the sound of salutes, crossed the threshold, stepped into the hall, and stepped back out of sight of several people.
The child answered very frankly: [You want to persuade your aunt to help you by telling lies to make you look more credible.]
Everyone saluted and watched Xuan An leave.
You ask one word at a time: "What is... yes and yes?"
Xuan'an originally planned to hold his funeral in Luoyang, but the final choice of Taiyuan was dictated by the situation, but in Youjue's view, there was no magical guidance.
At that time, the not-so-quiet salute sounded in the hall, and as a low voice sang an announcement, everyone in the hall turned their heads to look.
how come?!
Cui Jing spent a cup of tea and listened to a story that spanned many years.
When Qi Li came back to her senses, she realized that her seven limbs had almost lost consciousness, and her eyes were stinging and painful. You raised your hand to touch the corners of your eyes, only to realize that they were filled with moist tears.