Early the next morning, the courtiers gathered in the mourning hall and read the edict in public. Music-Text-

Xia Yuanhao was the first to bow down, "Brother Huang welcomes the new emperor to the throne." ”

"Weichen welcomes the new emperor to the throne." No matter what they thought in their hearts, the others immediately bowed down, no one wanted to be the first bird who was killed by the new monarch and set an example for the monkey, after all, now the court has been caught by the leader of Sang, this Cangyun Kingdom is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to change the surname to Sang, don't say that there is a clear decree of the first emperor, even if there is not, who can fight hard?

No one would feel that Sang Xia was unwilling, probably in their opinion, no one could refuse this position!

In silence, Sanxia lifted her feet several times but failed to take that step, closed her eyes for a moment, as if gathering all her courage, she finally stepped forward and stood in front of everyone to accept the bow.

"Benjun is young, and I still hope that Zhuqing will help you to build my clouds together."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Flat." Sang Xia worked hard to adapt to his new identity, worried that the second brother would make a fool of himself in front of everyone and lose face, so he was used to bending down and personally helping people up.

She is a new gentleman, and her attitude determines everything.

Sang Xia always had a feeling that she had taken the throne of her second brother, so no matter what, she didn't want her second brother to fall into an unbearable situation, not even verbal contempt.

The Ministry of Rites, which has little use on weekdays, was the busiest when the first emperor died and the new emperor ascended the throne, and Tao Weirong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, took the lead and became the first person to pay tribute to the new emperor.

"Emperor Qiqi, the first emperor has never been a mausoleum, and the ministers are panicked, and they don't know what to do."

Sang Xia looked at Fan Dong, "Does the first emperor have a will?" ”

Fan Dong never left the mourning hall for a single step, and the guard was more sincere than anyone else, and his spirit didn't look very good.

He had already prepared to guard the tomb of the emperor, and he didn't care about other things. In the face of the new emperor's attitude, he was particularly peaceful, "Emperor Qi, the first emperor has a word, please cremate him, use an ordinary jar with ashes and bury it in a beautiful place, without any funeral goods, there is a grave for future generations to worship." ”

There was a dead silence in the room.

"Does Grandpa Fan have any memorization?" Sangxia's voice was dry. In the history books, which emperor is not after death, he must enjoy the same honor as when he was alive. It's like going underground to be an emperor when you die, and having that violent one will make countless living people be buried together.

But her father ......

Fan Dong looked up at the plaque of the Qianqing Palace, "The first emperor left three relics behind the plaque. Please ask the emperor to come out. ”

Sang Xia looked at the willow branch that followed her like a shadow, and the willow branch understood, and her toes touched the ground, and flew lightly on the plaque. Take out the three boxes.

Fan Dong argued carefully and took out the bottom one. Pull open the lid of the sandalwood box, take out the jade shaft and give it to Sang Xia with both hands, "This is the emperor's arrangement for the aftermath." ”

Sang Xia lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down, and the others also knelt neatly. "Father-in-law Lao Fan reads."

Fan Dong paused, and bowed down.

The will of the former emperor rarely pretends to be others, looking at the familiar handwriting on it. Fan Dong's voice was choked, "I look at history." Every time there is a rebellion, the imperial tomb is the target of the rebels, as if the whole world knows that the imperial tomb is very rich in burials, I don't want to die and there is no peace, from the beginning to the end I never thought of repairing the mausoleum, I can burn this bone five days after my death, there is no need to accompany the burial, and there is no need to repair it extensively, my grandchildren and descendants are all in this way, no one is exempt. ”

Sang Xia took the holy decree and slowly bowed down to the coffin, and all the ministers also bowed.

No one was not alarmed.

Looking through the history books, I can't find the first emperor who treated his posthumous affairs like this, which king did not overhaul the imperial tomb before his death to arrange his place after death, and even began to prepare for the afterlife since he ascended the throne.

The emperor's move can be called rude, but it is admirable.

Not everyone can take what happens after death so indifferently.

"This monarch ...... Father's will. Under the agitation of the mood, Sang Xia felt that this title was not so difficult to say, and she still had some regrets in her heart, before her father left, if only she could pass this level in her heart......

Xia Yuanhao couldn't help but look up at his sister.

Fan Dong wiped his eyes, "Emperor Qi, the emperor has left a will, and the three decrees need to be read together, the old slave is presumptuous, and he is willing to be the one who declares the decree." ”

"Xuan."

"Yes." Taking out the second will, Fan Dong glanced at Xia Yuanhao, who was kneeling at the bottom, coughed lightly, and said loudly: "My eldest son, Xia Yuanhao, has a good heart, takes into account the overall situation, and is named the virtuous king. ”

Xia Yuanhao took the holy decree, and his voice brought out Douyin, "Erchen...... The son thanked his father and the emperor was worried. ”

Fan Dong looked at the new emperor out of the corner of his eyes, and he was not surprised that her face was happy, these two sisters and brothers can't act according to common sense, and they are far from the fake closeness that outsiders think.

Please give a third will, Rao is Fan Dong is always stable and can't help but be surprised.

"I have a magnificent life, but I have never bothered to educate my children, Xia Er is open-minded, as an example, I will entrust the second prince, the third prince, the fourth prince and the two princesses to you, do not ask them to be as sensible as Hao'er, but also need to know that brothers, friends and brothers Gong Sangang Wuchang, know the way of being a minister, in addition, the harem concubines will move into Qingxi Garden from now on, no one is allowed to enter the garden, no one is allowed to leave the garden without an edict, the prince and princess are all in this case, violators will be punished with resistance to the decree, Qin this."

Xia Yuanqi ran out of the mourning hall like crazy, snatched the will from Fan Dong's hand and saw it from the beginning to the end, "This is impossible, my father won't treat me like this, impossible!" ”

Throwing the will back on Fan Dong, Xia Yuanqi glared at Sang Xia viciously, "You did it, didn't you?" It's you, you hate my mother for snatching away my father, and you hate my father for empathizing with my mother and snubbing the queen, so you take revenge on me, take revenge on my mother, Sang Xia, don't they all say that you are kind-hearted and broad-minded? Let our mother and son be separated, you are so kind-hearted? You are a communiqué personal vendetta! ”

"Nonsense." Xia Yuanhao faced his brother-in-law, "This is my father's last words, if you want to resist the will, you can't do it!" ”

"Xia Yuanhao, I am your younger brother, and the concubine is your mother-in-law, why have you always helped her!"

Xia Yuanhao sneered, "It's just that you don't help your relatives, if you do it to me, you will help you." ”

"Heh, I think you don't give up, you have a crush on your own sister, don't you ...... disgusting"

"Smack!" Sang Xia withdrew his hand casually, as if he didn't see the clear finger prints on the little face full of resentment, "This slap was for my father." ”

raised his hand and slapped again, and suddenly the two sides were symmetrical.

"This slap is for the second brother to beat you, the eldest brother is the father, who connived at you to slander your brother like this, come, prepare him with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and write the brother and brother Gong a thousand times in front of the father's coffin, and hand it over to this gentleman early tomorrow morning." (To be continued)

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(Tianjin)