Song Dian immediately sent many Yellow Gates to summon his ministers to participate in the court meeting.

Wang Fu, Xing Ziang and other ministers also returned, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, Yuan Shu and others could not return due to government affairs, so they could only bow in their respective regions in the direction of Luoyang and send off the Son of Heaven.

The ministers gathered in the main hall, everyone bowed their heads, no one spoke, the hall was exceptionally silent, even the king Fu was closed his eyes, sitting in his place, the prince hurriedly walked in from the side door, sat on the throne, even if the enthronement hall has not been held, but he is a legitimate prince, if the son is not here today, he is actually the emperor of the Han Empire.

Wang Fu subconsciously got up and led hundreds of officials to meet him.

"Meet Your Majesty... Your Majesty...."

Wang Fu's expression was very lonely, the little fat man sat on the top, looking down at the ministers below, for some reason, there were some waves in his heart, looking at the respectful eyes of the ministers, he was vaguely uncomfortable, restless, he thought about the Son of Heaven... Thinking of the appearance of Emperor Daxing, he waved his hand and said, "Gentlemen, please take a seat..."

"Emperor Daxing died, my heart hurts, and the world mourns...."The little fat man said a few words, and couldn't help crying, he said: "I order, issue an edict to the world, and order the people of Daxing to mourn for Emperor Daxing for three days!" In the past, the people's mourning was a spontaneous act, but now it is a temple nature, the emperor died, and the day was the year, the people mourned for three days, and the royal family mourned for twenty-seven days.

This was ordered by Emperor Xiaowen, the most merciful emperor of the Han Dynasty, who was afraid that serving for many days would delay agricultural affairs and state affairs, so he issued such an edict.

"Yes!"

"Where is Da Honglu Cao Gong?"

"The minister is here." Cao Song squeezed out of the crowd, and the little fat man asked, "When is the date of the enthronement?" ”

Cao Song said: "Your Majesty, on February 21, Daji, it is supposed to hold all the things that should be held for the enthronement. ”

"Good, that's it!"

"Yes." Cao Song slowly retreated to his place.

"Where is King Situ?"

"The minister is here..."

"The temple number of the Daxing Emperor, has it ever been set..."The little fat man asked suspiciously, Wang Fu thought about it, and said: "The ministers have not yet decided, only, if there are courtiers, Emperor Xiaohuan will give the temple number, and the second will give it again, or there is something wrong..."

The little fat man stood up abruptly and roared angrily: "Don't you think that the first emperor is not enough to serve the temple? The ministers were frightened, hurriedly got up, and bowed: "We don't dare!" ”

"If my father does not have a temple name, then I will give you a name!"

"The immortal emperor of the first emperor... Your Majesty, don't worry..."

The little fat man looked at them solemnly, his attitude gradually became gentle, and said: "The ministers of the court and the central government are all the henchmen of the Emperor Daxing, and I regard them as elders, and I hope that the princes can spare no effort to govern the Han together!" He said, got up, and bowed to the ministers around him, and the officials didn't dare to accept it, so they bowed back again.

"In addition, it is the matter of the Imperial Tomb..."

The little fat man sighed, he looked at Wang Fu, and said, "This matter will also bother Wang Situ..."

After the court discussion began for a long time, the little fat man got used to the feeling of sitting on the top, but he was still young, although he acted like the first emperor, but he was a little anxious, and he lacked the majesty of the first emperor.

However, after all, he is still young, which is also very good, at least, he has the courage to sit directly on the top position, without the slightest hesitation and thinking, this has made many ministers respectful, however, this is another son of heaven who governs the ram, alas, the ministers looked at the son of heaven on the upper position, for some reason, Emperor Daxing seemed to be staring at them, and his heart was tense.

The Son of Heaven is gone like this?

None of the ministers dared to believe it, even the little fat man who was sitting on the top seat now couldn't believe it, before he arrived, he thought of a lot of words, thought of a lot of words, but when he sat on this throne, his mind was blank, and all the things he had thought about were forgotten by him, and at this time, he didn't know what to say, and the court became extremely quiet.

Among the ministers, Yuan Feng slowly raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen, his expression was the same as the rest of the old ministers, he was extremely lonely, he looked at the list of hundreds of officials, Zhang He lowered his head, and sat among the hundred officials, because of his special official position, the ministers did not like him, so he hid among the hundred officials, and was not noticed by everyone at all, he lowered his head very deeply, it was so low-key.

Yuan Feng's heart trembled, and he remembered the instructions that the Son of Heaven had given him that day when he summoned him privately.

"For the first time, if Zhang He raised his head and faced the new monarch proudly, Yuan Gong would not have to act..."

"If he bows his head and is silent, and wants to avoid the ministers, then ask Duke Yuan and the ministers to play the new monarch, please kill Zhang He..."

Yuan Feng looked at a few people around him, walked to the center of the main hall, he arched his hand, bowed, and said: "Your Majesty, the death of Emperor Daxing, the world is sad, there is only one person, I heard that it is very happy, and the family has a banquet, drinking and drinking, and I hope that Your Majesty will kill him!" ”

When the little fat man heard this, he was immediately furious, and almost jumped up from his seat, and he asked, "Who is this person??? ”

"It's directed at the embroidered messenger Zhang He!"

Zhang He was startled, jumped up from his seat suddenly, pointed at Yuan Feng and scolded: "You old thief, why do you spew blood, I have been working hard to mourn, and I have not returned home for three or four days, what do you want??? ”

The little fat man didn't dare to believe that Zhang He could do such a thing, frowning, looking at Yuan Feng with some doubts, the ministers saw that Yuan Feng wanted to eradicate Zhang He, and they were extremely happy, and hurriedly came forward one by one, catering to Yuan Feng, accusing Zhang He of his behavior, Zhang He's face turned red, how could he not know in his heart, this is because he has been a knife in the hands of the Son of Heaven for a long time, if the son is not here today, they want to kill themselves!

He couldn't argue at all, and he couldn't stand up to these ministers who could speak well, and looked around anxiously.

Cai Yong was even more stunned, because he remembered that not long ago, the Son of Heaven had entrusted him with a few unclear words.

"The next time the court meets, if the hundred officials ask to kill Zhang He, you will protect him, please discuss it later.... Tell the prince again, kill him with my order, protect him with my order... The messenger of embroidered clothes must not hold the hand of the Son of Heaven..."

At this moment, Cai Yong suddenly realized in his heart, and he was still a little panicked, the Son of Heaven had already thought about what would happen after his death, and left a back hand in order to help the prince recover Zhang He??? What a master, after death, he can still play with the ministers in the palm of his hand???

Cai Yong hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Emperor Daxing has not been dead for a long time, and it is unlucky to see blood... Zhang Jun is deeply favored by Emperor Daxing, and I hope that Your Majesty will be able to discuss this matter again in the future..."

The little fat man was overjoyed, and his father-in-law was still facing him, so he used this as an excuse to reject the impeachment of the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Zhang He was a little frightened, trembling all over, today, he almost died at the hands of a hundred officials, no, he must make the Son of Heaven see the usefulness of the embroidered messenger, so that he can save himself, he hurriedly looked at the Son of Heaven, his eyes were full of panic.

After the court meeting ended, Cai Yong followed to the prince's side and whispered: "Emperor Daxing once ordered his ministers to convey a word to Your Majesty... The order to kill Zhang Hezhen, the order to protect Zhang Heyi, the messenger of embroidered clothes, must not hold the hand of the Son of Heaven..."

As if a thunderbolt flashed in the mind of the Son of Heaven, his eyes widened, he nodded, and said, "I know..."

Not long after returning to the East Palace, Song Dian came to tell him, saying that Zhang He had come.

The little fat man nodded, and Zhang He walked in with some panic, bowed in front of the Son of Heaven, and called His Majesty.

"Zhang Jun? But what's the matter?? ”

"Your Majesty, the embroidered messenger has always been at the disposal of His Majesty personally, so he came to listen to His Majesty's orders!" Zhang He hurriedly said.

"Hahaha, Zhang Jun didn't come a few days ago, but today he came in a hurry, why is this?"

The little fat man sneered, slowly approached Zhang He, and asked a little coldly.

"Your Majesty... Chan originally wanted to... After Your Majesty ascends the throne, I will come to see you again... Your Majesty forgives your sins, and I hope Your Majesty forgives your sins! "Zhang He really felt his danger today, the ministers hated themselves to death, and they framed them for nothing, he knew that so many ministers united to impeach themselves, and without the first emperor in charge, he would not be able to protect himself at all!

Fortunately, the little fat man didn't taunt him anymore, helped him up, and said: "Zhang Jun, you don't have to worry, my father will take you as a confidant, and so will I, I know that you are not in harmony with the hundred officials, you don't have to worry, as long as you treat me with the first emperor, the hundred officials must not harm you..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty! I am willing to die! ”

Zhang He walked out of the palace, his legs were still faintly trembling, he really didn't understand, why the hundred officials were so quick to attack, it stands to reason that he was acting so low-key during this period of time, and the hundred officials should not be eyeing themselves, although he didn't understand, but he was still glad in his heart, His Majesty didn't blame himself, he still served His Majesty, and the hundred officials couldn't help themselves.

The little fat man sat in the East Palace, holding the Book of Heaven in his hand, shaking his head, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, Father.... Is there such a big gap between me and you?

When Huangmen sorted out the Houde Palace, he found three copies of the bereaved family of the Son of Heaven, all of which were sealed, however, there was a letter written on it, and there was a line of small characters under it, "invisible", and the rules and regulations were decent, out of the pen and ink of the Son of Heaven, Song Dian hurriedly handed over these letters to the little fat man, and the little fat man entered the study and sent everyone away, so he slowly read it.

Instead of opening the letter with the second letter, he opened the other two.

One of them is an edict of appointment, simple, it is an edict of the Son of Heaven, and it is an edict of canonization, the edict is the canonization of the Yellow Gate in the palace, and the canonization of the Song Dian.

The little fat man didn't understand a little, but he simply canonized Song Dian, why did he make it so private?

And the order is written to himself, the above is simply said, after his death, do not bury yourself, frugally bury yourself, do not bury yourself, do not bury heavily, otherwise he is uneasy, the little fat man sighed, he knows, father is very thrifty, but to bury father like this, he is a little unbearable, at the end of the letter, the son of heaven suddenly wrote:

"One month after I was buried, I will open a letter of "two" and act on the edict written by me, and the new king must not disobey it!!! ”

The little fat man frowned, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and still did not open the second letter.

Since then, the ministers have begun to get busy, agreeing on the temple name, and even preparing for the new monarch's accession to the throne, and discussing the new year name, the officials are extremely busy, the little fat man is in front of the Son of Heaven all day long, he needs to keep filial piety for 27 days, and must not leave, during this period, he appointed Xun Yu as the speaker, and Xun Yu was directly promoted to the position of Taishi Ling.

Yuan Shu was worshiped as the county marquis, and Ma Jun was also promoted by him to the chief of the sky.

He began to install his cronies, this is the rule of the past dynasties, and the officials naturally can't object, so they can only accept it.

When the filial piety period was about to pass, Song Dian suddenly handed him a letter, which was given to Song Dian by the Son of Heaven, and asked Song Dian to hand it over to the little fat man in person, and the little fat man took the letter from Song Dian's hand with some confusion and opened it in front of him.

It is the same as the previous letters left by the Son of Heaven.

There is only one difference, there is a position of worshipping Song Dian as a countryman, and replacing it with worshipping as a Zhongchang servant, and even the words Zhongchang Shi are slightly different, a little rough, look carefully, and the surrounding font is incompatible, the Son of Heaven was furious, and suddenly threw the letter in front of Song Dian, Song Dian was puzzled, looked down a few times, the Son of Heaven sneered, and asked: "Song Gong, what is written on this letter?" ”

"The country, the slave is illiterate...."

"What is the crime of bullying the king?!"

Song Dian knelt down in front of the little fat man, cried, and said: "Country, slaves really don't know how to read!" ”

"I'm here to tell you that this letter is from my father, and I have made you a regular servant!"

Song Dian was taken aback, shook his head, and said, "The slave and maid will never dare to have extravagant hopes...."

"Of course you don't dare, don't say that my father has already abolished the Zhongchang servant, not to mention, he also left a letter, which is the same as yours, the only difference is that he worships you as a countryman, but, hehehe, you worship as a few words for the Zhongchang servant, not quite like the pen and ink of the emperor of Daxing...."

Song Dian's eyes widened, and he cried: "Country, the slave and maid dare not change the edict of the Son of Heaven, after the state handed over this letter to the slave and maid, the slave and maid have never opened it, never read it... The slave and the maid are wronged..."

"Someone, take down this thief who changed the edict of the Son of Heaven without permission, and bring it with the embroidered messenger's mansion !!"

The little fat man shouted angrily, and suddenly a guard stepped forward, escorted him and walked out, Song Dian shouted wronged, the Son of Heaven suddenly remembered that there were some words missing on this letter, and after taking out the letter to compare, he found that the words that made him return home and live in his old age were not in the edict handed over by Song Dian, and the little fat man suddenly seemed to understand something, he waved his hand and asked the guard to stop.

"Well, you have also accompanied my father for decades, and you will return to your hometown and live in peace, I will give you some money and will not let you suffer....."

"Thank you to the country .... Thank you country...."

Song Dian cried, was pulled out of the palace by the guards, and left the place where he had lived for twenty years and was most familiar.

Watching him leave, the Son of Heaven suddenly took a cold breath with two edicts in his hand.

"Father... You...."