Chapter 1175 Emperor Chongping: Granted his previous request, because military merit is no longer
Promoted to nobility, granted marriage by imperial edict...
In the wing——
When Queen Song heard what the nanny said, her delicate body trembled, as if she had been struck by thunder, and she stood blankly on the spot, her graceful and beautiful jade face turned as pale as paper.
Although she had expected it, she still felt a little sad when she heard the tragic news of the death of a close relative, her nose felt sour, and soon she burst into tears.
Princess Xianning's beautiful face was full of worry. She quickly helped Empress Song to the side and said softly: "Empress, my condolences, Empress."
Song Yan was also holding Queen Song's arm, her palm-sized face full of concern.
Under the curved eyebrows of Empress Song, tears almost burst out of the beauty's crystal eyes. Her red lips trembled non-stop as she murmured: "Father, father."
After all, she never saw her father for the last time.
Seeing the sad scene of the beauty, Jia Heng sighed secretly in his heart.
The old lady of Song Dynasty survived the ups and downs of the Longzhi Dynasty, and now he has raised a wife and a concubine, which can be regarded as a happy death, and he was already very old.
Jia Heng thought about it and couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at Empress Song aside. The beauty looked sad at the moment, with pear blossoms covered with rain.
Jia Heng looked solemn, cupped his hands and said, "Please express my condolences."
Empress Song took a deep breath, wiped her face with a handkerchief, and suppressed her sadness. Her beautiful face was covered with tears, and she said in a trembling voice: "Prepare the carriage, I will return to Hangzhou immediately for the funeral."
Jia Heng heard that he cupped his hands and said, "I obey the order."
She secretly thought that if the emperor died again, it would be a national mourning, and Empress Song would probably have to go to Shenjing to attend the national mourning.
Jia Heng left the hall and ordered the guards of Jinyi Mansion to begin escorting Queen Song south to Hangzhou Mansion.
Fortunately, the two places are relatively close, so we don't have to worry about being delayed on our way to the funeral.
And Hangzhou Fucheng, Song Zhai——
Entering the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, it was supposed to be the time when the New Year was approaching and happy events should be held, but the old lady of the Song family passed away.
At this moment, racks of white flags had been set up in the square courtyard, and the sound of wailing could be heard throughout the Song family manor. Shou materials had been placed in the mourning hall, and Old Madam Song was put on a shroud and lay in it.
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Song Jing was wearing hemp and mourning, with a sad look on her face. She was kneeling in the mourning hall with other members of the Song family. There were cries all around, shaking the heaven and the earth.
The Song family is a famous family in Hangzhou Prefecture. Many members of the Song family live and multiply in Hangzhou Prefecture. There are six rooms in total. At this moment, the younger generation of Song family members are kneeling together, while the older ones are waiting for the guests.
Officials such as Liu Zhen, the governor of Zhejiang, Feng Jingming, the chief envoy, and Mu Chuanfu, the prefect of Hangzhou, also came to express their condolences.
At this moment, the servant from outside entered the house and said loudly: "Master, the Queen is here."
After several urgings, Queen Song, escorted by Jia Heng, hurriedly and slowly arrived at Hangzhou Mansion.
Upon hearing this, Liu Zhen, Feng Jingming and other Zhejiang officials greeted Empress Song with respectful expressions on their faces.
At this moment, Jia Heng, the nuns, and the female officials were following him from left to right.
Empress Song had already changed into mourning clothes, with a white flower pinned to her hair. The graceful and gorgeous beauty in the past now had a softer and more delicate look on her face.
At this moment, Princess Xianning, Li Chanyue and Song Yan supported Empress Song and came to the mourning hall to cry.
Jia Heng, on the other hand, exchanged greetings with Liu Zhen and other Zhejiang officials, and then temporarily came to sit down in the hall to give Empress Song the space to cry.
Because starting from Xianning and Concubine Duanrong, Jia Heng can be regarded as the grandson-in-law of the old lady of Song Dynasty, so he also wears Suxiao.
Sitting in the hall at this moment, Jia Heng said: "Master Liu, when the Jurchens and North Korean navy invaded earlier, the people of Hangzhou Prefecture were greatly disturbed. Can the people in the city be at peace now?"
Liu Zhen said in a low voice: "Master Jia, the people in the city live and work in peace and contentment without the worries of the previous raids by the bandits."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "This battle still exposed some problems. The Zhejiang Dusi is still responsible for strictly supervising and training the soldiers, and they will continue to drill."
The reorganization of the southern troops and horses began with the Jiangnan and Jiangbei camps. However, in southern provinces such as Fujian, Zhejiang, Huguang, etc., the troops and horses have not actually been reorganized. Many soldiers and horses belong to the third-rate troops. Previously, they could not withstand the fierceness of the Jurchen Eight Banners.
Liu Zhen pondered and said: "Gong Dushuai has always presided over the training of soldiers."
Jia Heng asked: "Why haven't you met Gong Dushuai?"
"Gong Dushuai resisted the enemy invaders earlier and suffered serious injuries. Now he is resting at home. Today he sent the steward of the mansion to express his condolences to the old lady Song." A central official behind Liu Zhen said.
Jia Heng nodded and said nothing else.
I originally wanted to take the opportunity to chat.
When he got up, he looked at Liu Zhen and several officials and said, "Master Liu, I will burn some paper money for Mrs. Song."
With that said, he came to the mourning hall set up.
At this moment, the female relatives of the Song family had already supported the weeping Empress Song to the inner chamber, while Jia Heng came to the mourning hall and burned paper to pay homage to Grandpa Song.
Song Jing wore coarse linen mourning clothes, held the memorial tablet in her arms, and cried bitterly.
Song Yan was also wearing mourning clothes at this moment, kneeling with the female relatives of the Song family in the mourning hall to cry.
Jia Heng bowed and finished, and then, under the guidance of the Song family members, he went back to the hall to sit down and drink tea.
Now that the old grandpa of Song Dynasty has passed away, Song Jing and Song Xuan both have to worry about it. After hearing the funeral news, Song Xuan also had to go to Hangzhou with his wife and children to attend the funeral.
It can be said that the Song family will be affected by funerals throughout the winter.
And I am afraid that there will be another big incident in Shenjing City, and then the whole country will mourn.
Jia Heng sat for a while until dusk fell and Zhejiang officials left one after another.
Chen Xiao also came from outside and said: "The Queen has rested at the Song family. Xianning stayed with her. I stayed here to protect you. You accompany Chanyue back to the mansion first. Dong Qian and other generals are already in Hangzhou.
Waiting in the port."
After all, this is the funeral of the Song family, so it is naturally inappropriate for Jia Heng to keep vigil here at night.
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Then I'll leave this to you."
With that said, Jia Heng looked for Li Chanyue, and the two of them got on the carriage and headed outside to a residence of the eldest princess of Jinyang in Hangzhou.
On the carriage, Jia Heng looked at the unhappy girl beside him, took Li Chanyue's hand and said, "Chanyue, what's the matter? You're so frowning?"
Li Chanyue turned her face, a hint of sadness appeared in Zangxing Yunyue's eyes, and said: "Mr. Xiao Jia, a person's life only lasts for a few decades. After death, he knows nothing."
Jia Heng took the girl's shoulders, smiled, and said, "Yeah, so, it's better for us to live in the present."
Li Chanyue leaned her head on Jia Heng's arms and whispered: "Xiao Mr. Jia, we will also..."
Jia Heng asked: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, prosperity and decline are all natural. What is there to be afraid of?"
Li Chanyue suddenly raised her face and said softly: "If I... at that time... will Mr. Jia be sad and cry?"
"I will definitely be sad and cry. Maybe I will walk in front of Chan Yue." Jia Heng gently pinched the girl's chin, looked at the girl with soft eyes, and said in a clear voice: "Why are you talking about this?"
Li Chanyue pursed her pink lips and said, "I just feel that Mr. Jia, who was surrounded by children at that time, might not remember me."
"How could I not remember? Chan Yue would have given birth to many children at that time, and she would have burst into tears." Jia Heng chuckled lightly and pinched the girl's pink face.
When Li Chanyue heard this, her cheeks turned red with shame, and her heart was filled with sweetness. She said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia is talking nonsense again, eh~"
Before the girl finished speaking, she saw the young man approaching. The girl's eyelashes were curled and trembling, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes.
Jia Heng gently pinched the girl's pink face and said, "Chanyue is my married wife, and we will be buried together in the future."
Sometimes I feel that Chanyue is like a child who has not grown up, or that she has lacked fatherly love since she was a child.
However, perhaps during future archeology, the owner of this tomb is Duke Wei of the Han Dynasty, and the person on the right is his wife, Princess Qinghe...
Li Chanyue said: "Did you still have a cousin at that time?"
Jia Heng said softly: "Absolutely."
Li Chanyue leaned her head against the boy's arms again.
Jia Heng held the soft and delicate catkin in his hands and said softly: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, we will be home later."
Li Chanyue's eyes were lost in thought, and she suddenly said quietly: "Mr. Xiao Jia, my father passed away when I was a child, and I have never seen him."
Jia Heng stroked Li Chanyue's shaved shoulders, rested his chin on the girl's forehead, and sighed: "Actually, I haven't seen it either."
Since he came here, he has not seen his father.
Li Chanyue was silent for a moment and whispered: "I have never met my biological mother."
Seeing that the girl was getting sad, Jia Heng comforted and said, "It's pretty good now. The family talks and laughs every day, and it's lively. Don't think too much."
Under Li Chanyue's curved eyebrows, her crescent eyes were closed, and she suddenly said softly: "Mr. Xiao Jia, I want to know, please help me ask my mother."
Jia Heng said: "Chanyue is also old, why don't you go and ask in person?"
In fact, it is better to ask in person about this kind of thing.
A look of sadness appeared on Li Chanyue's face, she pursed her pink lips and said softly: "Mother won't tell me."
She actually didn't want to ask her mother directly, otherwise, how would she get along with her in the future?
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "When the time is right in the future, I will help you ask so that you can have an idea. Okay, let's go back first."
As the two of them talked, the carriage drove in front of a mansion. Jia Heng took Li Chanyue's hand and entered the wing.
The couple went back to the house to rest without mentioning it.
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Shenjing City, Daming Palace
After a side of Huanghuali's writing desk, Emperor Chongping was dressed in a yellow robe. He sat there, frowning, and put down the memorial in his hand. It was the apology memorial delivered by Jia Heng, which described the siege of Hangzhou Mansion by Hauge.
, the detailed story of the assassination of Empress Song.
Emperor Chongping was cold and hard, with anger boiling on his dark face, and he shouted: "Chen Yuan, the son of the former King of Zhao, is still making trouble! What do the inner guards and the Jinyi Mansion do?"
Dai Quan's heart thumped, and he knelt down and said urgently: "Your Majesty, the son of the former King of Zhao was hiding deep in the past, and my servants have sent people to investigate, but they are hiding deep enough, and there is nothing we can do about it."
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Emperor Chongping said coldly: "This person is like a venomous snake that chooses the opportunity to bite him. Does Shang Yong, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Province, have any clues to trace him? Why is the assassination still allowed to happen?"
Dai Quan said softly: "Your Majesty, there is no report yet from Commander Shangdu."
Emperor Chongping said coldly: "He is old!"
"Deploy manpower to search for the remnants of the former King of Zhao, and send a message to Jia Ziyu. We will deploy elite soldiers from the camp in the south and north of the Yangtze River to protect the queen. There must be no more mistakes!"
Dai Quan quickly raised his hand and said yes.
Emperor Chongping said: "At the same time, the Jinyi Mansion, the inner guard, and the Beijing camp will mobilize elites to protect the vassal princes and clans in Beijing, and make every effort to inspect the food and drinks in the palace, without making any mistakes!"
Now that the emperor knew that it was King Chen Yuan of Zhao who assassinated Queen Song, he knew that he was coming for him, and he was extremely vigilant.
Because these plotting methods were leftover from King Yong's tricks while he was hiding in his residence.
Emperor Chongping thought for a while, then called Dai Quan, and said in deep thought: "The cabinet was summoned to draw up a decree. Jia Ziyu regained Taiwan, expelled the red barbarians, defeated the Jurchen chieftains, and agreed to his previous request. He will no longer be promoted to nobility due to military merit.
, the imperial edict granted the marriage to Princess Le'an, and after the master returned to the capital, he chose an auspicious day to get married."
Now that the assassination happened, the government and the public were afraid that this would drive a wedge between him and Zi Yu. However, Zi Yu had fought successively and had gradually gained control over the army. It was indeed inappropriate to be in charge of the Jinyi Mansion again.
As for Jia Heng's previous request, it was to propose to Chen Xiao in the palace after the Northwest War. Emperor Chongping finally agreed to marry him after struggling for many days. However, Emperor Chongping obviously did not think of the issue of title and heir.
After all, how can ordinary people get their hands on the clan bloodline?
And this is undoubtedly a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, which can attract the attention of the court in a short time and divert the impact of the assassination of Queen Song.
But Baochai... once again made a mistake, and the matter of fate came to naught.
When Dai Quan heard this, his fair face paused slightly, and he couldn't help being startled. He cupped his hands and said, "I obey the order."
Emperor Chongping's face became a little gloomy, and he slowly returned to the harem without mentioning it.
harem, funing palace
Concubine Duanrong in the palace quickly came forward to greet her. The beauty did not know the news of the death of Mrs. Song, and was scolding the eighth prince Chen Ze.
"Ze'er, how unbecoming it is to follow those guards wielding knives and guns in this winter!" Duanrong, the noble concubine's beautiful face covered with clear frost, said to the child not far away.
Chen Ze lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Mother, practicing martial arts can strengthen your body and strengthen your courage. I will do the same as my brother-in-law."
Concubine Duanrong frowned and said, "You will learn everything from your brother-in-law. He is going to march and fight outside. From now on, you should read and write more books, learn more about the scriptures, and be filial to your father."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has arrived." At this time, the shrill voice of the eunuchs sounded from under the eaves of the corridor, and the eunuchs surrounded Emperor Chongping and entered the Funing Palace.
"Concubine Rong, what are you talking about with Ze'er?" Emperor Chongping asked, suppressing Chen Yuan's sudden anger for the time being.
Concubine Duanrong said: "Ze'er wants to practice martial arts. I am talking about him. Now that he has grown up, he has become more independent-minded."
Emperor Chongping looked at his youngest son with a smile on his face and said, "Why does Ze'er want to learn martial arts?"
"My brother-in-law is talented in literature and martial arts. In the future, I will share my father's worries just like my brother-in-law." Chen Ze said in a clear voice.
When Emperor Chongping heard this, the smile on his face froze, and his eyes became a little darker.
Ziyu is indeed a talented person with great talent in both civil and military affairs. If he is a hundred years from now, which of his descendants will be able to control such a minister?
In fact, as time passed, especially after the New Deal was carried out smoothly and the war between the four parties gradually calmed down, a trace of suspicion gradually emerged in Emperor Chongping's heart.
Although Jia Heng committed various self-destructions, it only reduced the risk. It did not mean that the emperor could sit back and relax and no longer be suspicious.
Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, especially if you have the ability to threaten the tiger. The tiger may change his mind one day.
For example, just when Chen Ze said something carelessly, Emperor Chongping began to murmur deep in his heart.
My son-in-law is capable of doing more than several of my own sons, and he is still so young...
After coaxing Chen Ze, Emperor Chongping looked at Concubine Duanrong and said, "Ziyu just came to report that Zitong was assassinated in Taihu Lake in the south. Fortunately, there was no danger."
When Concubine Duanrong heard this, her beauty changed slightly and she said, "Your Majesty, my sister has been assassinated. Is there any serious problem?"
"It's nothing, I just got a little frightened." Emperor Chongping sighed and said.
Concubine Duanrong frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, who exactly did this?"
"Chen Yuan, son of King Zhao." Emperor Chongping said coldly with a gloomy face.
Concubine Duanrong was shocked and said: "This... this?"
"He attacked and killed the King of Chu before, and now he has the idea of the Queen. Recently, the palace has to guard against evildoers. Concubine Rong and Ze'er are staying in the palace recently and should not walk around randomly." Emperor Chongping said with a gloomy face.
Concubine Duanrong said: "Your Majesty, you must also be more careful."
Emperor Chongping looked indifferent and said: "These little tricks can't help me!"
The noble concubine Duanrong showed a worried look on her beautiful face. She pursed her pink lips and hesitated to speak, and did not continue to persuade her.
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As time passed, news of the assassination of Empress Song also spread in the capital, and just like the censors of Jiangnan Kedao, people began to impeach her.
Some say that Jia Heng allowed Hauge to lead the Jurchen troops to invade Hangzhou, while others say that Jia Heng failed to fulfill his duties as a commander in chief and failed to detect the perpetrators in time and take precautions in advance.
For a time, the civil servants in Beijing seemed to regard Jia Heng as the culprit, and put all the blame for the assassination of Queen Song on Jia Heng.
In fact, this is an opportunity to attack.
Because during the entire sixteenth year of Chongping, all the civil and military officials in the Han Dynasty were in silence, but Jia Heng was the only one who stood out and rose in rank, which made all the civil servants look disgraced and their faces were dull.
But now that we have finally made a mistake, we naturally need to write a big book about it.
Korean house, in the study——
Because there were charcoal braziers placed around the room and the charcoal fire was blazing, it was as warm as spring, while a layer of frost had condensed on the carved glass indoors.
Han Huang was dressed in the ordinary clothes of a Confucian scholar, sitting on a pearwood chair, twirling his beard with his hand, and paused without saying a word, while his elegant face was full of contemplation.
Not far away, Yan Hong, who returned to Beijing from Pingyang Prefecture in Shanxi Province to report to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, lowered his voice and persuaded: "Brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
Han Huang raised his head and looked at Yan Hong, shook his head and said: "Although the gangsters secretly assassinated her, the Empress was not in danger, so there are still some excuses for this matter."
As Han Huang said, there was nothing wrong with Empress Song after all, and in the near future, Empress Song would submit a memorial mentioning matters that had nothing to do with Jia Heng.
Yan Hong said coldly: "Last year, the King of Chu was assassinated, and his heir died. Today, the Queen was assassinated, which almost caused a disaster that shocked the government and the public. It can be seen that Duke Wei was in charge of the army and had no time to take care of Jinyi Mansion's detectives and criminals. It should be
Hand over the errands and assign talented people to protect the royal family and vassal."
Yan Hong's face straightened, and he said seriously: "Brother, Duke Wei leads the capital camp outside and controls the brocade clothes inside. Now is the time to remove his authority and eliminate hidden dangers for the country."
Han Huang nodded and said: "You can use this to impeach, but don't expect too much whether you can force him to relinquish his errands. The Duke of Wei has not been rewarded for his great service, and he has just repelled the invading prisoners, and although the empress was assassinated
, but with timely help and no danger, there is generally no fault.”
Although he felt that there was some suspicion in the palace, this alone was not enough for the palace to take away the power of Duke Wei.
Yan Hong whispered: "Brother, this impeachment of the courtiers at least reminds the palace to be vigilant and not to allow him to grow bigger and endanger the country in the future."
Han Huang sighed softly and said, "I hope so."
The four new policies proposed by Duke Wei have been successfully promoted in Henan and Jiangsu provinces. Once implemented nationwide, they will surely gain increasing prestige in the hearts of people all over the world and endanger the country.