316 The funeral is a big deal

Jinyi commanded Yang Yu to ride a horse and a sword, led a team of guards to lead the way, and a small sedan chair was carried by eight little eunuchs, and the fan ran fast, and before the noon gate, he was replaced by a few Han generals, because according to the rules the eunuchs could not carry the sedan chair out of the palace, this came like a relay race, the small coupe ran faster, and went straight to the leopard park out of the palace gate.

Liu Jin sat in the sedan chair, his heart blossomed, and the faint Tao Tao drank four taels of soju along the way, and he didn't know what thoughts had turned in his heart in the clouds: the most difficult and most terrible opponent died like this, and he still had some scruples about doing things, but now he looks at the government and the opposition, who else is my opponent? Hahaha, the power is in hand, when the first person in the dynasty, who else can I be.

I'll have to find time to go to the temple tomorrow! Liu Jin secretly decided.

The small sedan chair entered the leopard park, and when it arrived at the door of the mansion where Emperor Zhengde habitually lived, Liu Jin ran into Luo Xiang as soon as he came out. Luo Xiang was like a hunting dog, sniffing around Zhengde's house, and when he saw Liu Jin as if he met a relative, he immediately stepped forward and fell to the ground, crying and saying with a sad face: "Luo Xiang has seen Liu Gonggong, father-in-law, I am wronged, my father-in-law knows me, my filial piety to my father-in-law has never been broken, and now that he has ended up like this, can my father-in-law bear it?"

Since I became the ambassador of this enema, all the eunuchs and eunuchs who were under my management in the old days have laughed at me behind my back. Originally, I had the opportunity to meet the emperor a few days ago, but now the emperor has changed his taste and doesn't like to eat enema, so I can only squat in the gatehouse every day, bask in the sun, catch fleas, and be even more miserable than entering the cold palace. ”。

Liu Jin's smile is like a chrysanthemum, her face is full of red light, her spirit is vibrant, and she looks amiable.

He shook his robe, shook off Luo Xiang's hands that grabbed the placket of the robe, and said with a smile: "What's the hurry, didn't our family promise to help you?" Wait two more days, I will not only want you to be reinstated, but also to be promoted three times in a row, hehehehe."

"Huh? Are you waiting? ”

Luo Xiang complained: "I have to say a few taels, father-in-law, I'm your person, I'm so down, you don't look good on your face, right?" ”

"Okay, okay, don't complain anymore, this time you won't be wrong again, two days, within two days, you will definitely be beautiful and powerful."

Liu Jin finished speaking, lowered his voice and asked, "Is the emperor in the room?" ”

"Here", Luo Xiang pouted: "I am painting a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water with Miss Tang, saying that the pattern has been drawn and will be embroidered on the auspicious clothes, and the dragon and phoenix will be embroidered when the wedding is not embroidered."

"Miss Tang is also there?" Liu Jin was about to enter the door, but when he heard this, he hurriedly stopped his steps, rolled his eyes, and beckoned: "Get up, hurry up, help me take off my robe."

Luo Xiang was inexplicable, but he still stood up according to his words, helped Liu Jin take off his python robe, and went to wear the crown, Liu Jin also messed up his hair, put on a white coat, and his hair was scattered, like a ghost, and said to Luo Xiang Shendao: "Take my robe, go back to your place first, and stay there, I don't look for you don't come out, go and go."

Luo Xiang agreed, took two steps with his robe in his hand, and turned back and said, "Father-in-law, you can promise me, but it will only be two days."

"Go ahead, let's go, maybe it won't take two days, just fast, not slow, don't be verbose."

After sending away the enema ambassador, Liu Jin stood in front of the door, slowly brewing, until the two tubes of snot slowly flowed to his lips, and the smile lines on his face were also drooping, then he lowered his eyebrows, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, it's a big deal."

Zhengde held Tang Yixian's little hand, the two were painting a mandarin duck together, and heard a scream outside the door, Zhengde didn't hear that it was a human movement, he was stunned and said: "Who is this, so noisy outside my door, go and see."

The two small yellow doors opened the door, and saw a white shadow crawling in, rushed in, threw himself at Zhengde's feet, hugged his thigh, and cried bitterly with snot and tears on his face: "Your Majesty, the big thing is not good!" It's a big deal! ”

Zhengde looked at it carefully, and then recognized that the distorted old face was Liu Jin, which startled him a lot: "This, this, what's wrong, what's wrong in the palace?" ”

It can't be the death of the Queen Mother, right? The Empress Dowager has been in poor health these days, and Zhengde has also visited the palace a few times, and under the persuasion of Tang Yixian, he also stayed in the palace for a few nights.

The little queen who lived alone in the spring boudoir and was widowed saw that the emperor was willing to come back to live for two days, and was flattered for a while, gentle and obedient like a little rabbit, and no longer dared to put the queen on the shelf, and the love between men and women was no longer so ignorant as it was at the beginning.

Zhengde picked up Liu Jin and shouted: "What happened, you should tell it, it is not in the palace."

Tang Yixian couldn't get used to Liu Jin's surname, she frowned slightly, left the position, walked around to the side gracefully, gently grinding the ink, and glanced at him out of the corner of her eyes, to see what tricks this guy was playing.

I saw Liu Jin say in a mournful manner: "Your Majesty, Lord Yang Ling, from Shu to Qin, when passing through the Cockscomb Cliff, the cliff suddenly collapsed, and the Qincha honor guard was all buried alive under the cliff, and no one was found."

"Let's click", Liu Jin looked up, and saw that the inkstone in Tang Yixian's hand had fallen to the ground, his slender and plain white fingers were stained with ink, his face was pale, and his body was shaky, as if he could no longer support it.

"Poof" sounded again, Liu Jin turned his head to look back, only to see Zhengde's big sleeves hanging down, his eyes straight, sitting on the chair, his eyes straight, his back and neck stiffened, and his cheeks twitched.

Liu Jin looked at the mother, and then at the emperor, and suddenly let out another scream: "Come on, call the imperial doctor!" ”

The leopard park was lively again, and the three official sedan chairs were brought in one after another, and the three bachelors of the cabinet were in a hurry to respond. These people have only been in the leopard garden for two teas, and the post official who reported the news and Zhu Rangxu, the prince of Shu, sent to the capital to follow him, were also like the stars and the moon, and were surrounded by a group of brocade guards to see the driver.

Zhengde was young in the end, and suddenly heard that there was a big change, and he was stunned when he was there, and the three bachelors asked for details, and he didn't know what to do, and he knew that Yang Ling was crushed to death by the mountain.

He asked the three of them to ask Liu Jin, Liu Jin only knew how big the area of the mountain collapsed, how deep the soil and rocks were buried, and after three days of searching, he didn't find a living person, and after repeated questioning, it was confirmed that Yang Ling was dead and could not die again, so he was happy to see that Zhengde was coming, and he didn't know what was going on.

The three bachelors looked at each other hesitantly, and under their detailed questioning, the prince's personal companion trembled, and repeated the situation he knew with emotion.

When I heard that half of the mountain had collapsed, and that all 2,000 officers and soldiers had been stoned to death by rocks, and that they were buried under it, and that the earth and stones were like a hill, the faces of the people were suddenly as pale as earth, and there was no longer a glimmer of hope.

Jiao Fang's old face twitched, and his hands were just trembling like cramps in his sleeves: "It's over, Lord Yang is really dead, even if he has nine lives, he will die this time."

Qin cha drove in the middle of the army, buried in the deepest place when the guard went to Beijing was the third day, the first day had just rained rain, even if he was auspicious, there were some gaps under the rocks to accommodate him, the torrential rain poured down, the gravel and mud on the cliff continued to rush down, but also filled all the gaps, this is the heavenly Lord Yang! ”

Yang Tinghe walked that road, knowing the topography of the Cockscomb Ridge, he frowned and pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the Cockscomb Cliff is indeed extremely dangerous, the giant cliff probes out of the air, stretches for several miles, looks up, its shape is like a cockscomb, the giant cliff is uneven, covering the post road under the cliff, the ground is still not wet during the rainstorm, if this cliff collapses, there is indeed no physiology."

But this cliff has been for thousands of years, the boulder is very strong, and even the scattered stones will not fall, if the rock is loosened because of the wind and sun, it should only be reasonable for one or two collapses, and the whole cliff is broken from it, and all of them fall, unless there is a earth dragon turning over, there is a strong vibration, otherwise it is too strange."

Emperor Zhengde shook his head and nodded again, not knowing if he had listened or not.

The prince guard swallowed his saliva and said bitterly: "What the lord said is that the prince of the world organized people to move stones to save the danger, and wanted to see if there were any survivors who escaped into the nearby forest, but it turned out that across a mountain range, there was a place that had just been inhabited, and judging from the number of shacks and stove pits, there were about four or five hundred people. In addition, it was found that there were flying stones on the other side of the stream under the cliff that splashed far away and smashed into the opposite forest. Therefore, the prince thought that someone deliberately set up an ambush to kill Qincha, and the cliff collapsed, probably because of explosives."

Li Dongyang asked with a solemn face: "There were no traces of fighting or slashing corpses or bloodstains at the scene?" ”

The prince guard shook his head, and Li Dongyang shook his head and sighed: "The gangsters have a thorough plan, and they are determined to win." Blowing up the cliff with gunpowder, it is enough to ignite the fuse for three or two people, but it is easy to be found if there are too many people, and the gangsters want to deploy hundreds of assassins, the intention must be that there will be a great escape of human life, and the purpose of laying down the ambush is to kill them all.

There were no dead bodies, bloodstains, or traces of a struggle at the scene, and it seemed that the collapse of the cliff alone had wiped out the entire army, and since the people of the prince had arrived at night the next day, the gangsters had already fled far away. What kind of person is so hateful to Lord Yang, and can use so many soldiers and horses, and also has a lot of gunpowder? ”

"Lord Yang is in Sichuan, the most likely enemy is Du Zhangman, and Du Zhangman is a nation living on the cliff, the best at climbing and climbing, but their rebellion has been quelled, even if there are escapees, they have already dispersed, it is still possible to gather thirty or fifty people to take revenge, can they do it with hundreds of people? Besides, can those barbarians get gunpowder? If that's the case, they should use it when attacking Duzhangba", Yang Ting and Dao slowly thought about and analyzed.

"Cough, our family doesn't think so", Liu Jinqing coughed and spoke: "This family has heard a story about reducing the stove and increasing the army, and the shacks and stove pits can be faked to some extent. As for gunpowder, the barbarians can even get gold bricks, and if there are few people who feel that they can't deal with adults, it is not impossible to spend a lot of money to buy gunpowder privately. So, we think".

Zhengde, who had been sitting there in a daze, sighed leisurely, and Liu Jin immediately shut up.

Zhengde's voice said hollowly: "Yang Shi read it."

Liu Jin hurriedly responded: "Yes, the emperor, the emperor mourns."

Zhengde didn't answer, and continued: "I'm very sad, are you sad? ”

Several ministers looked at each other, nodded in unison, and said, "Sad, the ministers are very sad."

Zhengde waved his sleeves and said, "Sad? Sad, what are you arguing about here? I'm upset to listen to it. Yang Qing is gone, what should I do? But you talk about barbarians, gunpowder, and what."

He suddenly came to his senses when he said this, jumped up from his chair, slammed the table, and roared, "Isn't it a natural disaster? Yes? Did someone deliberately murder Yang Qing? Who did this to you? Who did it? Pull him out, raid his entire family, destroy his nine clans, divide the corpses of five horses, and execute Ling Chi! Liu Jin, you take the people from the East Factory and the Inner Factory to Sichuan immediately, arrest the murderer, punish him in the Ming Dynasty, and pay tribute to my Aiqing."

Liu Jin saw that Zhengde was a little crazy, and he didn't dare not agree, but he really didn't want to go, so he couldn't help but secretly complain: "How long does it take to go to and from Sichuan?" The culprit has to be arrested. I'm about to take over Yang Ling's forces, if someone gives me such a show, I can't just send someone to climb the cliff to take a clear look when I see the mountain road, right? Then it will take me months just to get out of the mountains of Sichuan, where is this? ”

He was anxious, and hurriedly glanced at the three bachelors, expecting someone to stand up and help him say something, Yang Tinghe, who had the most stiff relationship with him among the three, spoke first: "Your Majesty, the murderer must be arrested, the King of Shu and the Sichuan Pressing Envoy Division are arresting the murderer, if someone is sent from the Beijing Division, and when the people arrive, I am afraid that all the evidence of the crime has been annihilated, and the gangsters have already fled."

The King of Shu has always been shrewd and capable, and it is enough for the Lord of Shu to preside over this matter, and it is okay if Gonggong Liu does not go. We don't have nothing to do in Beijing. Lord Yang is an important minister of the emperor, and he bears many important tasks of the imperial court, and Lord Yang is gone, and these aftermath matters need to be dealt with in a timely manner."

When Liu Jin heard this, he was relieved, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, with the prince of Shu here, the murderer must not escape the law, there are still many aftermath matters in the capital, how can the old slave leave the emperor?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Tinghe gratefully, and suddenly felt that this mustache didn't seem to be so annoying. He didn't know that Yang Tinghe was willing to help him speak, because Yang Tinghe was from Sichuan, and it was enough for the king of Shu to take the lead in arresting the murderer. How many people will it do?

Zhengde asked stupidly: "Aftermath, what aftermath?" ”

"This", Liu Jin almost confided in the sentence "about the inner factory and the maritime yamen", and hurriedly changed his words: "Lord Yang was victimized by the small people, sacrificed his life for the country, he has repeatedly made military exploits, and his reputation is great, and the court should posthumously praise and hold funerals to show the emperor's favor and love."

Li Dongyang suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, it was a dignified and first-class official, and the body had not been found yet, so it was rash to do a funeral? But thinking that half of the mountain had collapsed, and it took three days for the periphery not to be cleaned up, and those huge stones were pressed into a mountain, and the wooden pry was carried on the shoulder, and the bones were really to be found.

For such a long time, the wind and rain, insects and snakes devoured it, and the clothes were all rotten, who had a way to find out which one was Yang Ling's bones? If I intervene again, I will inevitably lose the kindness of the elderly, so I swallowed the words back to my mouth.

Zhengde's heart was chaotic, and he had no idea, so he nodded like a puppet and said, "Okay!" Then I will hold a funeral for Yang Qing, and I will give Yang Qing a beautiful funeral. Immediately sent an edict, ordering the chief and deputy head of the Hanlin Academy, the two chief officials of the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, as well as the six departments and Jiuqing and the main officials, to come and agree on the funeral ceremony for Yang Qing, and I want to posthumously praise him."

He stood up and said, "Wait, the ministers will come and call me again, and I will go and see an immortal."

Emperor Zhengde left with two little eunuchs, Liu Jin was busy for a while, sweating, only to feel that the nasal tube was translucent, and the cold seemed to have been cured, and he was also busy going out to deliver the decree.

The three ministers of the cabinet looked at each other and sighed, silently found a place to sit down, each with their own thoughts, worried about the political situation, for the future of the Zhengde Qin Xiao bamboo house was silent, the bamboo planted by the roadside has been full of yellow leaves, in the breeze to make a crisp rustle, looking gloomy and lifeless.

Zhengde walked alone, and the two little eunuchs were far behind, not daring to speak. Zhengde walked into the bamboo house lightly, and saw that Tang Yixian had already changed out of the scarlet shirt, wearing a pair of dark clothes and pants, a white silk tied around his waist, and his slender waist was about to be bent, lying on the table, crying mournfully.

Zhengde walked over and saw a white silk on the table, which should have been torn by Tang Yixian just now, and Tang Yixian's tender white cheeks were stained with a string of crystal tears. Zhengde sighed slightly, gently stroking her hair, Tang Yixian Zhang suddenly stood up, threw himself into his arms, and cried loudly.

Zhengde was also sad in his heart, and said with a clear gaze: "Yixian, don't be sad, I feel uncomfortable when I hear it." ”

Tang Yixian cried: "I think of the first time I met you, I think of the military camp of the Shenji Battalion, and I think of the reunion with you in Datong, and I feel very sad." I thought that you were both kings and ministers and siblings, and I also had a big brother who loved me, and with you, we would always be happy together, but."

Zhengde was gloomy, and said in a dumb voice: "In my heart, Yang Qing is really as kind as a father and brother, I also think that I can be brothers and sisters with his monarchs and ministers, for a lifetime, who expected, an immortal, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death, I can't rest assured that you can't come back to visit, and I will rush back in a while to handle the funeral for Yang Qing."

Tang Yixian left his embrace, gently wiped away his tears, and said in a low voice: "I'm not just sad, I'm still worried, I don't know what will happen to the young lady sister if she knows the news."

"Sister Young Lady", Zhengde opened his mouth, but he could only be speechless.

The two of them snuggled together, their hearts floating, recalling all the sweetness of the past, but at the moment it was full of bitterness. I don't know how long later, a small yellow door stood at the door and said softly: "Your Majesty, all the ministers have arrived, please ask the emperor to discuss the matter."

"Got it", Zhengde wiped the corners of his eyes, got up to leave, saw the white silk on the table, picked it up and wrapped it around his dragon robe, Tang Yixian was taken aback, and blurted out: "Your Majesty!" ”

"In front of you, I will always be Xiao Huang and Houzhao, your eldest brother is my eldest brother", Emperor Zhengde pursed his lips, tied the white silk tightly, and strode out of the room.

Zhengde's mansion, the exaggerated and unspeakable big house that integrates bedrooms, study, and meeting halls, is crowded with all the main officials of the current imperial court who control the operation of the court, and everyone knows the news of Yang Ling's death, whether it is really sad or really happy, everyone has a sad and dignified look on their faces.

Emperor Zhengde entered the room, everyone saw that the emperor actually wrapped white silk around his waist, they were all startled, and Liu Xuan, the imperial envoy of the left capital of the Inspectorate, raised his eyebrows and was about to go forward to admonish: How can this be true, the father and son of the monarch and the minister, the human courtesy, how can there be a reason for the monarch to bring filial piety to the minister, and the father to wear linen for the son?

Yang Tinghe's eyes were sharp, and he immediately glared at him, his gaze was sharp and full of warning, and Liu Xuan unconsciously stopped his steps.

"It's really stupid, this is not at any time, the emperor is full of fire and has nowhere to go, now he comes forward to touch the mold, and the lightest must immediately dismiss the official for the people", Yang Tinghe shook his sleeves, he touched the nails many times, and finally understood the little emperor's surname and informality, now the Qing school is very weak, how can there be any more losses?

The specifications of the funeral should be commensurate with his position. In this position, the meritorious person should be crowned with a position or title on the original position, and the position should be fixed, and then the funeral specifications should be studied.

Yang Ling is already a first-class marquis, and there is nothing to add to the title, so everyone pondered to give a Ronglu doctor or the title of the third master and three dukes, and then set the name, but Emperor Zhengde already had an idea, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was the prince of the country, which frightened everyone and stunned.

In addition to the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there were six kings with different surnames and dozens of national dukes, and the ministers of later generations had great merits, but none of them were crowned dukes, no matter how great their merits were, they were always great but the founding heroes who opened up the territory and conquered the world, right? Therefore, although there is no provision that the king and duke can no longer be crowned, there has never been a minister who is worthy of this official position, and no one dares to expect this honor.

Although Yang Ling drove the Tatars to the north, the Japanese in the east, the Buddha Langji in the south, and pacified the rebellion for a hundred years in Sichuan, and the prestige of the Ming vassal states, but the feudal prince was too grand, and the ministers were red and red for a while, kneeling on the ground and knocking their heads loudly, and persuaded the emperor to withdraw his life.

Zhengde glanced at them coldly, and said lightly: "Yang Qing's merits can't even chase a national duke?" Must have the merit of expanding the territory? Does it count as a full thorn and a loss to get back? Dozens of islands in the East China Sea, thousands of miles of sea have been abandoned for a hundred years, and have become pirate dens, and now they are back under the rule of the Ming Dynasty. Duzhangman has always been a country within a country, and he doesn't obey orders, so does it count if he changes his land and returns to the stream now? What ridiculousness? I still want to be crowned, what's the big deal? Don't bargain with me."

The ministers persuaded left and right, Zhengde sneered and was silent, but Liu Jin was impatient first.

Father-in-law Liu is a practical person, chasing him, what are you afraid of for what kind of official, that is, chasing him as an emperor has a fart, everyone is dead, and the county officials might as well be in charge now, let alone dead officials? What's the more important thing about these vain heads? Hurry up and solve this matter, people still have to study and study the affairs of the inner factory and the Jiangnan Maritime Yamen, which is either power or money.

Liu Jin glared, coughed, strode to the front of the imperial case, and said loudly: "The emperor is wise, and the exploits of Lord Yang of the old slave are more than enough to be crowned the prince of the country, if it were not for the military exploits of the ancestors, it would not be a problem for Lord Yang to be crowned king." Besides, it can't be the founding generation that can be crowned kings and dukes, and all future generations of courtiers can't have this credit, right? ”

Jiao Fang took the opportunity to kneel down and said, "What Gonggong Liu said is, what does this mean? It means that the courtiers who have the merit of expanding the territory are not only the ones who came out in the Taizu dynasty. If someone comes to say that someone is crowned king, the minister does not think that the emperor is beyond the ancestral system, because at that time the territory of the Ming Dynasty will continue to expand, and the emperor's grace will be vast, and it will be spread far away in all directions."

Liu Jin is the prime minister of the inner court, and now he still controls the vast majority of officials in the Ministry and the Imperial Procuratorate, and as soon as he comes out in favor, these people know what the boss means, so many of those who speak out against it immediately have the cheekiness to change their words in favor. When the people of Yang Ling's faction were not in Beijing, only Jiao Fang was the first to look forward, and as soon as he came forward, they also responded one after another.

Looking at Emperor Zhengde's face again, it was getting longer and longer, very ugly, Wang Hua and Li Dongyang exchanged a look, knowing that this was the trend of the times, but they could not allow those officials to continue to show loyalty, so the two of them took a step together and also gave up their hands, so that Yang Ling's position as the Duke of the Kingdom should be decided, and after a little discussion, it was decided to posthumously crown Yang Ling as the Duke of Weiguo.

Immediately, the emperor will be given a nickname. According to the rules, under normal circumstances, the prince should give a one-word nickname, the prince of the county is two-word, and the minister is also a two-word name. If you have two words, you should divide them into civil officials and military attachΓ©s, and the names of civil officials all start with words, and military attachΓ©s start with military characters.

Yang Ling's military achievements are impressive, it stands to reason that he should be a military general, starting with the word martial arts, but he was born in the same Jinshi, the prince of the James Mansion served as a scholar, and introduced crops and improved agriculture; After the new emperor ascended the throne, many government decrees had his opinions, including the more than 40 radical reform clauses that Liu Jin advised, in which Yang Ling put forward his own opinions, and finally approved the emperor to promulgate them.

A group of pedants attach more importance to the name of a person after his death than to the things before his death, and they fight back and forth for a long time, but they don't see results for a long time. Emperor Zhengde was annoyed, "snapped" the table, and came to a final word: "Don't fight, Yang Qing is an all-round talent in civil and military affairs, and has made achievements in civil and martial arts. ”

The emperor's golden mouth has made an order, so let's do it.

Since the Song Dynasty, 'Wenzheng' is the highest honor among the Wenzheng, Sima Guang and Fan Zhongyan have been awarded the title of 'Wenzheng', and this dynasty, so far, only one Fang Xiaoru has won this honor, called 'Fang Wenzheng'.

Fang Wenzheng didn't come easily, it was exchanged for the price of exterminating the Ten Clans, who could be more ruthless than him. Yang Ling has changed from a hereditary marquis to a hereditary prince, and the honor and favor are incomprehensible, and then give him the highest title, who can accept it?

The eyes of these officials are hot, and the readers of the world are not convinced. You must know that no matter how high the official position is, it is always temporary, but this nickname is an evaluation of a person's life for thousands of years and forever in history.

What officials did Sima Guang and Fan Zhongyan do in the Song Dynasty, who still remembers it clearly, and who still cares? But as long as you mention his nickname 'Wenzheng', there is no one who reads without respect.

"Born Jin Taifu, dead Wenzheng" is the highest goal pursued by the ministers, and he can't take advantage of the cheapness, so Wenzheng's name was automatically ignored by the officials, and he began to continue to discuss the next word.

A total of 73 words are dedicated to the auspicious word, the ranking of the auspicious characters applicable to Wenchen is Zhengzhong Gongcheng, Duan Ke Xiangshun, etc., and the military general is loyal and brave Mu Gang, Delie Gongzhuang and other words, the rank is set high and everyone is unbalanced, and the emperor is not happy.

Liu Jin was bored to watch these ministers who were in charge of the country's society and hundreds of millions of people scheming about a broken name, not giving an inch, and quoting scriptures there without stopping. But this thing is too knowledgeable, and he doesn't understand it, so he can't talk about it.

Not only can he not interject, Zhengde can't understand, often take out a word, everyone can start from the three emperors and five emperors, the head of the talk is the Tao, and then say why use this word, use this word is not good, Zhengde also feels unfathomable, after all, Yang Qing has passed away, this is an extremely grand matter, hasty, so he didn't dare to interject, let the ministers argue.

In the end, the ministers finally reached a compromise, and used two words that were neither too high nor too low, acceptable to all parties, to give the just-born Duke of Weiguo a nickname. At that moment, Lu Jin, the academician of the Hanlin Academy, came forward to worship with a sweat on his head and said: "Your Majesty, the ministers have given the title of Weiguo Gong."

"Oh?" Emperor Zhengde, who was haggard and drowsy and annoyed by them, was in high spirits, and immediately sat up straight: "Speak quickly."

"Ministers, the three dukes, the six departments, the nine qings and all the knowledgeable scholars of Hanlin, after careful deliberation, according to the great merits of Wei Guogong's life and his character and virtue, among the auspicious characters suitable for Wen Cheng Cheng Duan, loyal and brave Mu Gangde, the most suitable Ji Zi were selected, and finally it was unanimously decided: Wei Guo Gong Yang Ling's nickname is Wen Cheng Wude!"

"Wen Cheng Wude? Permit! ”

The courtyard of the Yang family in the west of the Jingshi is extremely magnificent: a white powder wall that has been raised and thickened by more than two people has tightly surrounded the houses in the mansion, and the gilded plaque hanging on the lintel of the gate has been replaced with the 'Weiguo Mansion'.

The two tall and mighty stone lions next to the door show the special status of the owner. In the day, people in and out always hold their heads high, and the white powder wall is a happy world, as if the happiness and luck of the entire Gao Laozhuang are gathered here. Now, however, it was shrouded in a heavy sorrow, and everywhere it was plain white, as if an overwhelming snow had fallen prematurely.

At the gate, an archway was erected with pine branches and white flowers, and the four red lanterns with "Yang Mansion" written on them in the past have been replaced with plain lamps made of white silk, and even the two stone lions have white cloth strips on their necks. On the flagpole in front of the door, there is a long spirit flag, which is blown by the wind, slowly floating up for a while, and falling gently for a while.

In the middle of the open space in front of the door, a tall stele pavilion was erected, and a large gold plate was enshrined in the stele pavilion, and the book "Hongzhi eighteenth year Jinshi Weiguo Gongyang" was enshrined. Around the stele pavilion, four gold and silver mountains were lit, and clouds of smoke were mixed with firelight, sending the ashes of yellow and white tin foil into the air, and then falling everywhere.

The secret detectives of the third factory are like wandering spirits, circling around the Yang Mansion, holding their heads high in front of the door, standing in brocade guards, and everyone is wearing a crown and a white silk around their waists. Hundred households in brocade stood in front of the door with a knife, craned his neck to look inside, salivating.

As the saying goes, a woman should be pretty and filial. It's just a pretty girl, four little girls, everyone is a vegetarian, that's called a beautiful, tender like a pear blossom with rain, at a glance, it's really dazzling.

"Alas! Pity! Evil, this year, young, especially that Yutang Chun, this to the mourning hall, it is like a bright moon, the room is lit up as soon as the floor is brushed, that feeling, let me kiss it, and die immediately. It's a pity, except for one who is the emperor's woman, the other three are the wives and concubines of the grandfather of the country, even if they become little widows, I can't touch a finger."

Thinking of this, Tao Wu sighed bitterly, and he didn't know that he thought he was feeling sad and sorry for Yang Ling, the Duke of Weiguo.

Jiao Fang presented the couplet, walked out of the Yang Mansion with a gloomy face, stood at the door and looked up at the sky, and let out a long breath. Three more days have passed, and there is still no news, and in fact, there can be no more news. After stopping the spirit for four days, Wei Guogong is about to go out of the funeral, and this towering tree that has just grown up is so stiffly broken.

"What will happen to the political situation in the future?" He sighed softly, walked down the steps and was about to walk to his sedan chair, when suddenly two people clamped left and right, stopping him, Jiao Fang looked up and saw that it was Dai Yi and Miao Kui.

The old brothers were full of panic, pulled his sleeves and said, "Elder Ge, come on, come on, borrow a step to speak."

The two dragged him to the quiet place, only to see Mu Bin and Wu Jie also standing there, surrounded by a few fans and Jinyi guards observing the movements around them. Jiao Fang is nearly eighty years old, and he is far more intelligent than these 'young people' in terms of mind and political experience.

He smiled bitterly, Tuan Tuan made a gesture, and said lightly: "It is difficult for manpower to return to the sky, Lord Yang has gone, the overall situation is clear at a glance, the old man is dying, and he is also the most sincere person who follows Lord Yang, Liu Jin can't tolerate me, after the coffin is lifted for Lord Yang, the old man will fold his resignation and return to his hometown." Ask for your own blessings."

Wu Jie's eyes showed a look of relief, he suddenly grabbed Jiao Fang, whispered a few words in his ear, Jiao Fang's eyes stared at the boss, his eyes were about to fall, his face suddenly burst, and his hands grabbed Wu Jie's sleeves tightly and said, "What you said is true?" ”

Wu Jie nodded and said: "It's true, I believe that one of the stall heads of our inner factory He Si sent someone to report quickly, he was ordered by the second gear head to secretly protect Lord Yang, but Lord Yang is heavily defended, and he has not been able to get too close, but he has been far away, and he has never lost the news of the adult, this news problem is the only clue, and he is leading people to continue the investigation."

"But if there is a glimmer of hope, if there is hope, it is possible, and we have a chance!" Jiao Fang's old eyes lit up, and his lifeless appearance disappeared immediately.

Dai Yi said: "But Liu Jin won't wait, he will find me today, yin and yang are weird, he has already regarded himself as my master, and it is not a matter for us to resist, if he asks the emperor for an order, first seizes this power, and installs his people, then."

Jiao Fang's eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "Then you have to find something for him to do, so that he can't take care of us." If what Lord Wu said is true, it is only a matter of three or two days to get the quasi-letter, why not find a way to keep Father-in-law Liu busy? ”

Miao Kui rolled up his sleeves and said hurriedly: "How to do it?" Jiao Ge Lao said, let's go do it immediately! ”

He and Liu Jin have always been on the wrong path, since they relied on Yang Ling, and Liu Jin didn't say hello to each other on the road, Liu Jin had the power alone, and he had no scruples, he Miao Kui must have been sent to the cold palace to sweep the fallen leaves and wash the toilet, how not to hurry.

Jiao Fang's eyes flashed and said: "This truth is unknown, how can you fall out with Liu Jin?" Go back all, don't do anything, don't say anything, before there is accurate information, you will be a stone, do not move, do not listen, as for Liu Jin".

He twisted his beard, looking like an old man: "Where is Gonggong Liu, don't worry about it." Gonggong Liu said that he was very busy, very busy."

Mu Bin couldn't stand him selling it like this, and just wanted to ask again, but suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Jiao Fang's shoulder with strange eyes, Jiao Fang and the other two noticed his expression, and hurriedly turned around and looked back, and several people were stunned at this look.

Red, fiery red, a red cloud is coming.

The rainbow dress shook the crown step by step, and the day was full of Pei Shanshan.

Hanging and draped, big red embroidered shoes. Fengguan Xia Wei was originally a concubine dress, and the marriage was said to be a day in a woman's life as noble as the imperial concubine. On that day, an ordinary woman can also be crowned with a phoenix crown, extremely honored, and what she wants to solemnly worship is her husband and her heaven.

Now Shanshan walked towards the gate of Yang's mansion, a tall girl with a phoenix crown and a big red robe, with a slender waist and a jade ring, and the ashes of yellow and white tin foil were like residual flowers and butterflies, fluttering around her.

The fine bead curtain hanging from the phoenix crown to the chin makes her face seem to be unseen, but her skin is as white as snow, but it is more delicate and delicate. However, such a bride dressed in full makeup, holding a small spirit card in her hand, a gust of wind came, blowing a corner of her big red phoenix robe, and a white linen filial piety dress was revealed under the big red robe Wu Jie shouted: "Miss Gao."

The body of the girl with the phoenix crown and xia curtain stopped, looked at this side slightly, and another gust of wind rose, blowing up her beaded curtain, and the delicate and beautiful girl face under the curtain lined by the big red wedding robe was indeed her Gao Wenxin.

Several people couldn't help but hold their breath, they had all seen Gao Wenxin, but they had never seen her so carefully dressed and delicately carved, so at first glance, although the facial features and eyebrows were still her, they were suddenly so amazing that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

The bead curtain rolled up by the wind swayed and fell, and the delicacy of the incomprehensible thing only flashed in everyone's eyes, and through the swaying bead curtain, what could still be seen clearly was Gao Wenxin's eyes, and in the eyes, there were two piles of deep snow

(To be continued)