Chapter Ninety-Nine: Foreknowledge
Chapter Ninety-Nine: Foresight
"Miss, are you looking for me?" asked Xiao Gong as she got dressed and followed Luo Zijin into her room.
"It's nothing, I just want to ask you, what are your plans in the future?" Luo Zijin asked, thought about it, and replied.
"What do you mean, Miss?" asked Xiao Gong incomprehensibly.
"Didn't you say before that only by marrying Mr. Murong can you get your family back? Now that we have left the Prince's Mansion, only if I am elected as the Crown Princess, you can go back with me to make this possible. If we can't go back, what are you going to do? Luo Zijin explained.
"I don't have any plans, we'll go back anyway. Xiao Gong shrugged his shoulders and said disapprerovingly. If there is anything to plan, it is enough to follow the step-by-step plan. Anyway, within two days, the decree of marriage will come down. It would be good to marry into the prince's mansion with her after more than a month.
"Why are you so sure?" Luo Zijin asked suspiciously, looking at Xiao Gong. Although his chances of winning are indeed very large, the decision of the Divine Tree is not so easy to guess. Moreover, why does she want to marry Mr. Murong and not someone else.
"Ahh Xiao Gong was asked by Luo Zijin, and he was shocked to realize that he had said more, and hurriedly made excuses to explain, "It's just that Miss, you have already danced the 'Mu Encouragement', and when you were in the Tangquan Palace, you lived in the palace closest to the Divine Tree, and of course you have the biggest chance of winning." I'm just guessing based on the facts at the moment. In this world, is there anyone who doesn't think so?"
"That being said, but the choice of the sacred tree. It's never about who is more likely. Take the former queen as an example, she was not favored by everyone at that time, but in the end, she didn't get the position of the crown princess. Besides. This 'wood encouragement' was also taught to me by you. So, you seem more qualified than I am to be chosen by the Divine Tree, don't you?"
When Xiao Gong heard Luo Zijin's words, he couldn't help frowning and smiled: "Miss, don't laugh." Even if I can dance 'Mu Drum', it is you who really dance in front of the world. I'm a maid, how dare I expect those unattainable honors. Also, miss, you forgot, I have sworn to the sacred tree. I am going to marry Mr. Murong for the rest of my life. ”
"Yes, I forgot about that. Luo Zijin nodded, thought about it and asked again. "It's just that, why do you have to marry Mr. Murong and not someone else? You said before that you don't know, but you really don't know anything? Why does it have to be him. Why not someone else. He is to you. What's so special?"
"I don't know what's special, I just know that it's him. Of course, Xiao Gong knew what was special about him, but for Xiao Gong at the moment, she wouldn't know these answers, let alone answer Luo Zijin's questions. Therefore, she had no choice but to continue to answer in such divine words.
"I see, you can go back. You'll know right away. It's not the way to do it here. Wait until the results come in, and then plan again. Luo Zijin nodded thoughtfully. Wave your hand to let the little gong go back. She already had a guess in her heart, and she only had to wait until she met her father, Prime Minister Luo Cheng, tomorrow to know the answer.
As soon as Luo Zijin and the others left the prince's mansion, the prince sealed the written chapter and sent it to the palace. The emperor saw it, and when he saw that the two candidates above were indeed as he expected, he personally brought the Geng post with the names of Luo Zijin and Cao Fu written on the imperial pen that afternoon and sent it to the national teacher.
Outside the Ming Hall, the emperor himself waited outside. The national teacher enshrined Geng Ti and entered the Ming Hall alone. Worship and prayer until the moon rises in the middle of the sky, and the light of the moon is sprinkled on every branch and leaf of the sacred tree. The branches and leaves are windless and automatic, and even the moonlight on the branches and leaves begins to shake, and the light and shadow are abundant, scattered like stars in the sky for a while, and gathered like a bright moon hanging high for a while.
The national teacher's lips and teeth were linked, silently reciting the incantation, and putting the two Geng posts in front of the sacred tree, and the light on the divine tree was in full bloom in an instant, and the change between the stars and the bright moon was also switching more and more rapidly, until the national teacher finished reciting the incantation, the violently shaking light was like a wave receding, and all the light gathered into the brightest round of bright moon, and the moonlight shone on the Geng post written with Luo Zijin, and it did not disperse for a long time. After a long period of scorching light, the special Geng post quickly changed color, and the naked eye could see the difference between the two Geng posts.
The national teacher came out of the Ming Hall with two Geng posts and handed over the tray to the emperor. Everyone looked at the two of them nervously, as well as the tray handed to the emperor, and wanted to know what the result was. But the tray is in the hands of the emperor, who dares to look at it indiscriminately. As for the national teacher, he was even more serious from beginning to end, and he couldn't see the result at all.
Two people, but the result is diametrically opposed. It can even be said that one person is the way to live and one person is the way to die. The choice of the sacred tree chooses the fate of this prince in the future. The emperor prefers the crown prince, so the expectation is Luo Zijin. It's just that he is the emperor, and just making his eldest son the crown prince has made him suffer for so many years. If it is spoiled, it will not turn him into the target of public criticism. And if he needs to grow into an emperor quickly, he must undergo these tests.
As a father, as a father, he can't do more for him. He couldn't even give him a marriage directly. He can only turn to the Divine Tree to be on his side and choose a monarch for Daqi who can make the people live in peace. For this reason, he even did not hesitate to fight all year round to pave the way for him by valuing and reusing the second prince and others.
Now, the outcome he feared and hoped for was in his hands. But he didn't dare to look down, just as a father was worried about the future of his beloved son. But the hesitation is only for a moment, he is a father, and even with the undesired result, he is confident that he can continue to remove obstacles for him.
The emperor, who had made up his mind, was suddenly full of courage, and he saw the result in his hand as soon as he lowered his head. The color of the paper on which Luo Zijin Geng's post was written was yellow. He recognized, and remembered, that it was the result of the selection of the Sacred Tree.
Thinking about how grateful he was to the Divine Tree for choosing the queen for him, he always treasured the paper with the queen's post at that time, and of course knew how the results of the election would be presented. The wish came true again, Ji Xuan's gratitude was overflowing, and he immediately knelt down with the tray in his hand and bowed to the sacred tree three times.
The emperor knelt down, and the people who followed him also knelt down immediately, and after the same three kowtows, they peeked at the emperor, and when they saw him get up, they dared to get up one after another. In addition, the internal officials who were waiting in the distance also hurriedly ran forward with the big red brocade and lowered their heads to cover the tray. The emperor held the tray and got into the car to return to the palace.
The next day, two holy decrees set off from the palace at the same time, and one holy decree was sent to the prince's mansion together with the sealed Geng post. Another holy decree that everyone was looking forward to was sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Early in the morning, before Luo Zijin reported to the prime minister about last night's events, the holy decree had already arrived. (To be continued.) )