Among the crowd, Zhou Zhao raised his head slightly, wanting to show that there was nothing wrong with Zhu Houcong's posthumous edict, and that it was much better than imagined.
But he found that Zhu Houcong was not waiting for his prompt.
Now Zhu Houcong looked at the imperial edict and golden talisman in front of him, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn and solemn, and there was a faint feeling of sacredness.
Zhu Houcong said nothing, and the others continued to kneel.
The oppressive atmosphere also breeds majesty.
"It hurts Fang Yin." Zhu Houcong finally opened his mouth slowly, and the first sentence was that he was in the period of filial piety, "I was deeply saddened to hear that the emperor's brother had made such a big move. Since there was a legacy, the affairs of the clan did not dare to be consolidated.
Reject."
Reading out word by word, he stretched out his hands to take down the edict, and then took the golden talisman in his hand.
When everyone looked up, they saw that he was holding the edict in one hand and the golden talisman in the other, slowly walking towards the throne.
After turning around, he sat down, and the others immediately began to pay homage to the emperor.
"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"
Listening to the mountains in the palace calling for long live, Zhu Houcong squeezed the golden talisman in his hand hard.
From now on, although he has not officially ascended the throne, he is considered the emperor of tomorrow.
There was excitement in his heart, but something engraved in his soul also created a heavy responsibility in his heart.
"Your Highness." After paying homage, Liang Chu did not change his words for the time being. He was the first to step forward and said, "The welcoming army will arrive in the near future. The date of the trip to Beijing to succeed the throne and the royal family's entourage need to be determined as soon as possible.
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The small enthronement is over, and there will be no involvement of local Huguang officials in what happens next.
In the palace, Zhang Zuo went to make arrangements for the noon banquet. Although Liang Chu and the others wanted to determine when they could set off and who from the palace would go to Beijing together, they were not in a hurry after all.
It is reasonable for Zhu Houcong to go to the family temple to offer sacrifices.
Xie Changjie was arranged by Zhu Houcong to entertain everyone first, and Zhou Zhao was also there to accompany him.
Zhu Houcong, who was holding the imperial edict, was already mentally prepared: he had long paid attention to the wording in the imperial edict, and Zhu Houcong knew the key as soon as he heard it.
With Huang Jin accompanying him, he walked out from the north gate of Chengyun Hall. Directly in front was Qingyun Palace, and further north was the inner palace of the palace.
The family temple, Longqing Hall, is located in the northeast of Chengyun Hall. After Zhu Houcong arrived at the family temple, he knelt down silently and then took out the imperial edict and read it carefully.
The key information is just a few words: The eldest son of King Xingxian, the elder brother and the younger brother, succeeded to the throne.
There is no explicit mention of heirs to Emperor Xiaozong.
After Zhu Houcong finished offering sacrifices to his father in the family temple, when he went out, Jiang and Wang, as well as two sisters, Zhu Qingyuan and Zhu Qingyi, were waiting there.
As a princess, the Chiang family can of course enter the family temple. But for such a big event today, it would be more formal for her own son to go in to pay homage.
Zhu Houcong smiled when he saw them: "Let's go to Chunyi Hall."
He was just the crown prince before, and he originally lived in the crown prince's mansion in the northeast of the palace. After his father passed away, he moved into Chunyi Palace. This was originally King Xingxian's old study, and it was also considered one of his residences in the palace.
, there are many books about Zhu Houcong’s paintings, which is convenient.
After sitting down in the main hall of Chunyi Hall, Mrs. Wang seemed timid, while the two sisters Zhu Qingyuan were more excited. Only Mrs. Jiang asked: "How about the imperial edict...?"
"Huang Jin, please go and invite Zhou Jishan to come first, and then ask Jie Changshi and Zhang Fengzheng to invite everyone from the reception group to my dormitory to talk first. The main table will be placed here later. By the way, there is also Lu Dianzhan."
Upon hearing this, Huang Jin understood the meaning and ran out smartly.
Zhu Houcong then said to Mr. Jiang: "Here, the edict is here."
He handed it over casually, but Jiang felt it was too hot and didn't dare to take it: "Just tell mother!"
Zhu Houcong thought for a moment and said: "The emperor ordered me to use Xingxian's son to inherit the throne of the emperor. The mother and concubine did not explicitly mention the matter of succession. In this case, although there will definitely be disputes, the son has already achieved a great title.
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Jiang's eyebrows were filled with joy: "Did you really say that?"
Zhu Houcong smiled and nodded: "We should be setting off in a few days. My son will go to the capital first. After he has ascended the throne and settled down, he will send people to welcome his mother and concubine to the capital. Concubine, among the people who are accompanying them to the capital, you have to help me."
The son chooses a group of capable female envoys. When it comes to food, clothing, housing and transportation in the palace, the son must first use the people around him."
There will naturally be disputes, but there is no need for Jiang to worry first.
Zhu Houcong was not prepared to attack now.
"Of course! Of course!" Mrs. Jiang nodded repeatedly, and then asked, "Wang'er, now...will Qingyuan and Qingyi become princesses?"
Four expectant and excited eyes looked at him. Zhu Houcong nodded with a smile: "Of course, sister, there is no need to worry about your marriage. Don't worry, I won't choose someone you don't like to be your consort just to win over someone.
.Qingyi is still young, so don’t be anxious.”
Zhu Qingyuan suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
The princess's guest of honor is basically selected locally, but the princess's consort is different.
After the hero, the son of a noble family naturally has much more room for imagination.
In this way, the Huaichun girl was pulled by Mr. Jiang in joy and said goodbye before returning to the inner palace. Only then did Zhu Houzhao sit there and wait for others.
The first person to arrive was Zhou Zhao, and just as he was about to speak, Zhu Houcong said: "Master Zhou, there is no need to stand up first. It is clearly stated in the imperial edict that I am offering the throne to the king's son, Xingxian. Since I accepted the imperial edict, it is justifiable, and there is no controversy.
There’s no rush now, we’ll talk about it when we get to the outskirts of Beijing!”
Zhou Zhao nodded happily and said, "His Highness indeed saw it. I was about to remind His Highness."
"Since my status is different, Master Zhou will greet me on my behalf and come to my study."
Hearing the sound of small steps outside Chunyi Hall, Zhu Houcong knew that these were the footsteps of other young eunuchs under the Chengfeng Division. They had to come first to wait and arrange things.
Zhu Houcong's study is located on the east side of Chunyi Hall. It has been expanded on the original basis and looks like a small library.
He did not use bookshelves or antique shelves to separate the rooms. The spacious hall was carpeted. Sometimes when he was tired from reading, there was a place where he could do push-ups or something.
For more than a year, what he has done most is to ask Huang Jin to help him collect all kinds of books he needs.
A young eunuch from the Dianshan House came to the study and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, are you here to ask questions about politics? I don't know how much preparation is required to give a seat..."
Zhu Houcong laughed when he heard this: "Don't mess with the rules. I haven't ascended the throne yet, so I still call you Your Highness. There is no need to set up a seat, just stand and talk. Just prepare tea in the side hall. What are more than ten people doing here? It's so crowded.
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"...Your Highness, please forgive me." The little eunuch said tremblingly.
Zhu Houcong smiled and waved his hands. It is normal for people around him to be excited.
It is true that one person achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, even though the rank of the prince's subordinates was not low at first.
Zhu Houcong stood in front of his desk and began to tidy it up, mainly putting away his commonly used pens.
Not long after, footsteps were heard from behind.
Zhu Houcong turned around and saw that Liang Chu was walking in front, and Xie Changjie was accompanying him with a smile and guiding the way.
"This is His Highness's study?" Liang Chu looked at the hall-like room and the bookshelves lined up against the wall with some wonder.
"The late king often lived here. After it was passed to me, the layout changed a lot."
At this moment, no matter what Zhu Houcong said, those of them who didn't know Zhu Houcong well would definitely think more about it.
This word "passing" seems to have a meaning.
"It's been a tiring journey all the way, so I can rest at the palace for a few days." Zhu Houcong turned around and faced the desk, "There aren't many good things in the palace. I'll keep your contribution in welcoming him to my heart. I'm leaving now.
It seems unnecessary to bring some of the things you use all the time, I hope you don’t find it objectionable.”
"...Your Highness said something serious. I dare not claim credit for my duties, let alone receive rewards." When Liang Chu saw that there were no seats in the study, he thought that the heir was going to show off to them, but he didn't expect that he was actually rewarding something.
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However, Zhu Houcong had already walked up to Xu Guangzuo with a blue and white dragon-patterned pen holder: "The Duke's family has been the pillar of the Ming Dynasty for generations. With this holder supporting it, the Zhu family's ink pens can be solid."
"... Sir, I would like to thank His Highness for the generous reward. I am not worthy of it." Although it was just a blue and white porcelain penholder, Xu Guangzuo was very moved and at ease after hearing these words.
Zhu Houcong smiled at him, returned to the desk and picked up a bamboo armrest with carved red paint, and walked to Cui Yuan: "Princess Shang, like this armrest under the wrist, let the Zhu family serve as their daughter."
It saves a lot of effort. Consort, you have worked hard, how is auntie?"
"...Your Highness, I wish to remind you that everything is well with the eldest princess, and I would like to ask you to send my regards to Your Highness." Cui Yuan held the golden talisman. His consort's status was second only to the marquis and higher than the earl, which was a super-class treatment.
So Zhang Heling looked at Zhu Houcong who returned to his desk.
Who is next, him or Liang Chu?
Unexpectedly, Zhu Houcong made great use of Gu, Zhang Jin and Wei Lin waved their hands.
Zhang Heling, Liang Chu, and Mao Cheng's eyes suddenly changed slightly.