Chapter 920: The Great Trend Has Gone
It's over, this is really the end, the century-old foundation of their Prime Minister's Mansion is over.
The four princes stood with their hands in their hands, and the royal upbringing was calm and calm, and the body itself also had a trace of imperial spirit.
At this time, a eunuch had already walked over, it was Gonggong Hu beside the first emperor, Gonggong Hu stepped forward, glanced at the new emperor, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and there was a kind of eerie hatred in his eyes.
When Gonggong Hu stepped forward, he also opened the holy decree, and then the civil and military officials also knelt on the ground.
Shen Dingshan and the two in-laws exchanged a look that they both understood, needless to say, they all knew that something was wrong, and the four princes were about to succeed to the throne.
Sure enough, this is the new emperor's abdication summons, the new emperor due to illness, retired to the fourth prince, is the new emperor who has been sitting on the throne for a few days, has not yet begun to display his grand ambitions, has fallen in this world where all things exist.
Everything has a spirit, and it is not his own strength that can be subverted.
As for the new emperor with a crooked mouth and eyes, he has been sent back, of course, he doesn't have to worry that he will be unattended, on the contrary, he even has to be carefully served by people and urine, and he will let him live forever, live until he is old, and he will live until he dies.
The Emperor doesn't have to worry about it. Gonggong Hu stood in front of the emperor's collapse, bowing his head.
The emperor can rest assured, our family will serve the emperor well, and there is an order from the saint that the emperor will live a long life before he can be a hundred years old.
The new emperor opened his mouth wide, his heart was already dead, and only two lines of tears finally crossed the corners of his mouth silently.
The general trend is gone, and the rest of your life is difficult.
On the second day of the first month of September, auspicious, it is appropriate to go out of the funeral, and the coffin of the emperor has been sent to the imperial mausoleum, and the country is full of funeral.
On the sixth day of the ninth month, Ji. The four princes were registered as emperors, with the country name Wenyuan, and they were known as Emperor Wenyuan in history.
The new emperor is registered, all industries are waiting to be developed, and Emperor Wenyuan is exempted from taxes for three years, benefiting all the people.
And the affairs of the court, in the end, the dust settled, the prime minister and his henchmen, were also found, quietly replaced, the court experienced a big change of blood, and finally became the people of Emperor Wenyuan, this drastic is to do a few things about the people's livelihood, also known as Mingjun among the people.
And at this time, the son of heaven who has always been unsmiling, his legs are attached to the green mud, and he is rudely nibbling the roast chicken, how can he still have the demeanor and bearing of a generation of emperors.
"Lord Shuo has arrived!"
Someone outside shouted loudly.
The fourth prince, no, Emperor Wenyuan sat up directly, and he didn't know where to hide the roast chicken in his hand, so he directly pulled up the quilt and put the roast chicken in his hand.
At this time, two people had already walked in outside, it was Xuan Hengxi and Shen Qingci.
See the Emperor.
Branding Heng is thinking about saluting, and Shen Qingci is also a standard palace ceremony.
Emperor Wen Yuan coughed lightly, and also ordered the rest of the people to go out, being an emperor is more troublesome than being a prince, and I don't know what is good about this throne? It's really not as good as when he was the prince, free and casual.
Now he is tired like a dog every day, has unfinished state affairs, and has to be a pig and forced to give birth to a baby by the ministers.
In such a hard time, how can you still grab it with a sea of swords and guns.
Hao Heng took Shen Qingci to sit down, and then raised his head and glanced at Emperor Wen Yuan, "I don't know how to wipe my mouth if I eat secretly?" β
Emperor Wen Yuan grinned with his teeth burned, but he still had to endure the pain, who knew that he was discovered by the brand Heng at a glance, he wiped his mouth, what did he do with this crime?
The roast chicken was still burning his skin, and he felt like he was almost a roast chicken with burnt skin.
Not long after, a eunuch came over and served a cup of tea to Ming Heng and Shen Qing.
He picked up the cup and put it in front of Shen Qingci, who took it and drank it as soon as he sat there.
"How's the Holy Leg's recovery?"
Branding Heng has changed his mouth to be called a saint, and it cannot be abolished, this time is different from the past, and the current four princes are already Emperor Wenyuan, and they can't make times at will.
"I'm very good."
Emperor Wen Yuan bared his teeth again, this is really not used to it, but after all, you have to get used to it, and you have to keep doing it like this.
"Cousin Huang, but you want to open a family of incense again?"
Emperor Wen Yuan's eyes lit up again, every time he opened a house, he had at least two parts of the red take, or not half of the capital, but also less than half of the strength, but it was for nothing to get these two percent, don't underestimate these two percent, two percent is also a lot, mainly because this fragrance is not Shen Qingci alone, but divided into five parts, Shen Dingshan and Shen Wenhao each got two copies, Shen Qingci Rong one, Shen Qingci himself also took one, each of them was two percent.
And Shen Dingshan's two shares, needless to say, are often subsidized to the sergeants, which is equivalent to the imperial court taking four shares, but the largest, each family's one-pin-incense business, year by year is getting better and better, if it continues to develop like this, every year they will each get a million taels of silver, if there are a few more, it may be ten million taels.
With this 10 million taels of silver, how can you not be strong and strong, it can be said that Yipinxiang has made immeasurable contributions to the country of the Great Zhou Dynasty since the time of the first emperor.
There is no merchant who will take out so much silver for military expenses, and he now feels that the third emperor brother is too naΓ―ve, and his empty ambitions must die on silver if he does not die in a stroke.
Shen Qingci put down the cup in his hand, "Prepare to open a house in Changlin." β
"Long Coming?" Emperor Wen Yuan waved his hand and sat up, but by coincidence, the half-gnawed roast chicken that was hidden in the ground's arms also fell to the ground with a grunt, and it didn't leave several marks on his teeth, needless to say, they all knew who gnawed it?
Brand Heng and Shen Qingci also turned a blind eye to the roast chicken on the ground, Emperor Wen Yuan has been like this since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of Jiang Heng and Shen Qingci.
Emperor Wenyuan was embarrassed, and when the auspicious person on the side saw this, he shrewdly hurriedly pulled the things on the ground into his arms, and then bowed to the Son of Heaven.
"Auspicious, thank you, Your Majesty for the reward."
Emperor Wen Yuan coughed lightly, and also let Ji Xiang go down, which was to let himself sit up again.
"You've already chosen a place over there?"
Emperor Wenyuan raised his hands to open another family of Changlin and a fragrant business, Changlin was a border and a long-term trade, and this was to make business in other countries.
"I don't know yet," he said, pinching his sleeve, "we're going to go over in person." β
"In person?"
Emperor Wen Yuan was a little worried, "The road is far, I'm not afraid that this trip will be more than a few months." β