Sonny glared at the person who came to report and said, "If Hondo remembers correctly, Geldan is not yet a year old now, right?" The Living Buddha of Windsor is one of the three living Buddhas of the Western Regions, and its status is equivalent to the real power of the Prince of the Qing Dynasty. If at this time, it would be too hasty to appoint the Living Buddha of Windsor as a baby less than a year old. Won't the court become a puppet that obeys orders? ”

"Let's press it down first. The decree of the Dzungar Ministry was transmitted, and on the day when Geldan completed his studies, the appointment and dismissal decree of the imperial court would be issued. Although Geldan does not have the name of the Living Buddha of Windsor, he enjoys all the benefits of the Living Buddha. Sonny said in a deep voice.

"Huh!" The person who played the report bowed slightly towards Sony, bowing in response.

"It's not a loss to be an old minister of the three dynasties, and he is really sophisticated in dealing with court affairs." Wu Yue secretly said in his heart, he recognized Sony's treatment.

"Suo Zhongtang ......"

"Suo Zhongtang ......"

Wu Yueguang listened to the sound of these complicated courtiers besieging Sony, his head was big, and he quietly waved his hand towards Sandezi.

Sandezi nodded, stepped forward slowly, supported Wu Yue, and slipped out towards the back door of the Qianqing Palace.

After coming out, Wu Yue stood on the stone steps of white marble, facing the sun, opened his arms, and enjoyed a rare calm.

"It's not easy to be an official." Wu Yue thought back to the scene just now and muttered softly.

"Master, it's not easy to be an emperor. We should go to the Shouhuang Palace to guard the spirit of the first emperor. Sandezi stood beside Wu Yue and said softly.

Wu Yue suddenly looked bitter and let out a long sigh.

"Hey... Let's go. Wu Yue turned around, whispered, and walked slowly in the direction of the Shouhuang Palace.

Lord Shunzhi's coffin was completed last night and sent to the Shouhuang Palace. Although the time is in a hurry, all the decorations of the mourning hall are the same, and they seem to be complete.

Outside the Shouhuang Palace, a guard dressed in snowflake white, with a serious face, stood straight around the hall, guarding the hall. Around the main hall, all kinds of paper ties, lined up and presented.

The palace maids and eunuchs who entered and exited the hall were full of melancholy, walking slowly, tiptoeing, and not daring to make too much noise.

At this moment, Wu Yue had already changed into a gray-white dragon robe, and with the support of Sandezi, he slowly walked into the Shouhuang Palace.

Wu Yue slowly came to the coffin, with a melancholy face, he took the tribute incense handed over by Sandezi with both hands, slowly knelt down, lightly raised the tribute incense on the top of his head, and after three deep kowtows, Sandezi, who was standing next to him, took it with both hands, turned around and inserted it into the incense burner.

Wu Yue stared at the coffin with straight eyes, and said silently in his heart, "Lord Shunzhi, you are chic, escaped into the empty door, and have been a carefree person since then." Threw away this big mess. Have you ever thought that although the huge court looks magnificent, in fact, it is an empty shell. The undercurrent is surging, and there is the possibility of subversion at any time. ”

"The three feudatories are divided in the south, and although they are ministers on the surface, they have a restless heart in their bones. Their rebellious heart has been buried deep since they were crowned kings by the imperial court. It's like a pile of dry wood in the corners. All it takes is one right 'spark' for a skyrocketing fire. ”

"In the central region, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, two rivers that run through the east and west, are only enough to maintain a simple repair because of the shortage of silver in the national treasury. Every time the flood season comes, it will still flood the surrounding fertile soil. The losses caused by tidal floods are not only a reduction in grain production, but also a large number of displaced people. The degree of harm is no less than that of the imperial court dealing with a large rebel army. ”

"There is also Taiwan on the southeast coast, and the tsar in the north. In the northwest, the trouble-ridden Gerdan. ”

"Hehe, Lord Shunzhi, maybe you saw the difficulties, so you chose to escape."

Wu Yue said silently in his heart and let out a long sigh. And at this time, Wu Yue felt that the corner of his clothes behind him was gently dragged several times.

Wu Yue turned his face slightly sideways and looked behind him, and Hesheli Wan'er, who was dressed in a snow-white filial piety suit, blinked his eyes and stared at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue's face was delighted, and he moved back and came to Wan'er's side.

"Wan'er, why are you here?" Wu Yue asked softly.

Wan'er put her head on the ground and responded in a low voice, "Grandpa told me last night that every time I enter the palace to accompany me, I have to come to the Shouhuang Palace to pay incense to the first emperor and the ancestors. ”

Wu Yue nodded, "En." When that's done, go to the study and wait for me. Don't be stupid here, you can't do it. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, that's your father, the first emperor of the Qing Dynasty!" Wan'er's voice was quite solemn at the moment, although her head was still on the ground, but Wu Yue could imagine Wan'er's face at this time. It must have been a frown, with a serious face.

Wu Yue smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, "It was my mistake." Let's go, it's almost time for Wei Chengmo to come. ”

Wu Yue said, got up slowly, and raised his hand to help Wan'er, who was kneeling beside him, up.

After getting up, Wan'er walked towards the position of the coffin again, and after making a deep three-way bow, she turned around, followed Wu Yue, and walked out of the Shouhuang Palace.

Wu Yue, who came out, was not in a hurry to leave, but caressed the white marble railing outside the hall with one hand and looked at the empty square in front of the hall.

During the state funeral, these courtiers, although they were ostensibly dedicated to the court, fought for the well-being of the Qing Dynasty in the main hall. But in fact, it is for their own selfish interests, or for the interests of the right business. I'm afraid the interests of the imperial court are just their origins. Wu Yue looked coldly at the eunuchs and palace maids coming and going in the square, and said sadly in his heart.

"The royal family is ruthless, and this huge court has no human touch. Hehe... In the final analysis, the relationship between the minister and the monarch is too light, and the employment relationship is naked. What kind of loyalty to the country is, perhaps in the current court, among these courtiers, it is impossible to talk about it at all. ”

Wu Yue felt a trace of coldness. The grim aura on his face burst out.

Hesheri Wan'er, who was standing beside her, deeply felt the coldness emanating from Wu Yue's body, and involuntarily took a few steps back. He stared at Wu Yue timidly, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Master." Seeing this, Sandezi slowly came to Wu Yue's side, raised his hand and gently touched his sleeve.

Wu Yue turned his face sideways and looked at Sandezi, and saw Sandezi pouting in the direction of Wan'er, so he looked at Wan'er, who had retreated three steps away from him.

"Wan'er, what's wrong?" Wu Yue asked in a low voice.

"All of a sudden, I feel like you're so cold." Wan'er's eyes were a little evasive.

Wu Yue shook his head with a wry smile, slowly came to Wan'er's side, raised his hand and clenched her delicate little hand, and murmured in a low voice, "Wan'er, suddenly I feel that I have grown up a lot all of a sudden." ”

Wan'er's face was full of doubts, and she pondered for a few minutes before responding, "You are the Son of Heaven, although your status is noble, but you also have great responsibilities. Wan'er is young and doesn't understand your mind at the moment. Only hope can stay by your side and give you courage. Let you go on firmly. ”

On Wan'er's immature cheeks, this touch of firmness flowed.

Wu Yue nodded, with a slight force, and pulled Wan'er over, her head resting lightly on her slightly bulging small breasts.

Wu Yue didn't have the slightest distraction in his heart at this moment, quietly listening to Wan'er's slow heartbeat, and suddenly, he felt a rare calm.

"If I could, I really don't want to be this emperor, I'm so tired!" Wu Yue couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.