Fang Wei's expression was a little flustered, and Lin Xuan knew at a glance that what the people reading outside must have said was very unpleasant.

She snorted softly, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone, "It's okay, you can learn what you say, and I'm not an unreasonable person." ”

Fang Wei swallowed his saliva, calmed down and whispered, "What do you say about Si Chen, if the world is in chaos, Weichen won't learn." ”

Lin Xuan smiled, "Okay, okay, I know, this is all a trivial matter, tell them to go, the most important thing now is the funeral of the first emperor, and the regulations of the Ministry of Rites are ready?" ”

Fang Wei quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained the regulations of the Ministry of Rites to Lin Xuan one by one.

There is nothing to find fault with, there are precedents for the death of the emperor, and it will be done without going wrong according to the convention.

But this work is by no means light, if someone dies in ordinary people, the funeral can exhaust the living, let alone the emperor.

Every day's kneeling spirit and crying spirit are individual labor.

Lin Xuan is like a marionette, the official of the Ministry of Rites will kneel when he says, cry when he says, and stop when he says.

Originally, I still felt a little sad for Emperor Longqing, but I lost my temper by this mechanical etiquette.

Especially since this is still a big New Year, the weather is freezing.

Fortunately, cold also has the benefit of cold, at least there is no need to worry about the body of Emperor Longqing being difficult to preserve.

The imperial tomb has been repaired, and Emperor Longqing has been in power for 20 years, so it can be used directly.

The mortars did not last long, but they were buried in two months.

"Let's go to the cold palace." Lin Xuan put the fold aside with a little headache, and walked towards the cold palace with Cuiyun.

has been busy chattering, and the waste prince has never been there.

Today is also an early time when things are finally dealt with, after all, the abolished prince is the only second son of Emperor Longqing, and he will get up tomorrow to go to the emperor's mausoleum, and go to see him today.

After all, it was a father and son, and asked him if he was going to send the emperor for the last time.

The cold palace is worthy of being a cold palace, the first emperor died, everyone was busy with the affairs of the first emperor, as well as the affairs of the new emperor, Lin Chaoyang, the outdated waste prince, naturally would not attract the attention of others.

When Lin Xuan came in, there wasn't even a charcoal basin on fire in the house.

Lin Xuan touched the charcoal basin on the ground, it was cold and cold, and he didn't know when it was extinguished.

Lin Chaoyang is served by a little eunuch here, and the little eunuch doesn't know where he has gone at this time.

I'm afraid that it is impossible to heat up the cold stove of the waste prince, so I went out to find a way to transfer it.

There is never a shortage of people in this palace who are red and white.

The waste prince was lying on the bed with the quilt, and when Lin Xuan came in, he heard him covering his mouth and coughing suppressed.

"Big brother." Lin Xuan shouted.

Lin Chaoyang was stunned as soon as he turned his head, even if Lin Xuan was wearing regular clothes, the clothes worn by the emperor were different from the clothes of ordinary princes and princesses, and the emperor's clothes, even if they were regular clothes, would have the dark pattern of a five-clawed golden dragon.

And Lin Xuan is wearing it.

"You, you, you......" Lin Chaoyang pointed at Lin Xuan several times, but he didn't say anything.

Lin Xuan didn't see anything outside, he sat down on the chair on the side, and said, "Father will be in the spirit tomorrow, and the eldest brother will go and send it off." ”

Lin Chaoyang paused, his eyes were a little sloppy, Lin Xuan knew that this was the time to remember Emperor Longqing's previous life.

"When the death knell rang that day, Lone knew that his father was gone, but he didn't expect it to be you, it would really be you." I should have thought of it a long time ago, wasn't it because of her that I was abolished in the first place? 536 Literature

Thinking of this, Lin Chaoyang's heart sank again.

At the beginning, Lin Xuan was just a princess, but she was the prince who had never been able to fight her, and now that she was the emperor, she was just a prisoner, how could she fight.

That's it, so be it.

I still have a daughter-in-law and a son, and I have to leave some room for them to think about it, otherwise how can they live.

"Your Majesty" Lin Chaoyang's expression was a little complicated, with a hint of respect and a hint of confusion, "Tomorrow I will not go openly, give me a small sedan chair on the road, and I will take a sneak look." ”

He knew that Lin Xuan would definitely agree, after all, he was giving her peace of mind.

Lin Xuan was really a little surprised this time.

Okay, you can do whatever you want, to be honest, Lin Xuan really didn't take him seriously, after all, he was a deposed prince, even if he released people, what could he do.

The next day, sure enough, a small sedan chair took the waste prince out of the cold palace, and waited on the road that the coffin of the emperor Daxing must pass.

When Emperor Daxing's funeral procession passed, Lin Chaoyang got down from the sedan chair and knelt on the side of the road, his head bowed to the ground, even if he was very familiar with people, he couldn't see who he was.

After the burial of Emperor Daxing, it was the name of the country.

The Ministry of Rites took a few good ones, but Lin Xuan didn't fancy them, and only chose a Jiatai according to the rules.

The rest is the enthronement ceremony, as long as Lin Xuan passes the enthronement ceremony, then everything is decided.

In the past few days, the Ministry of Rites has been busy with the ceremonial regulations of the enthronement ceremony, and to be honest, if any of the sons of Emperor Longqing ascend the throne, they will definitely not find it difficult to do.

But now it is Lin Xuan who has ascended the throne.

A woman ascends the throne as the emperor, and there is no precedent for this etiquette charter.

It's really hard for them.

There was really no way, so a group of people from the Ministry of Rites found Emperor Master Huang.

After all, this Lord Huang is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, it doesn't matter if they can't get it, the sky will fall and pull a tall man over to stand on it.

What can Huang Fanmao do, Huang Fanmao is also difficult.

"Lord Huang, tell me how to write this charter." Zhan Qingyun, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, squeezed his eyes and nose together.

Huang Fanmao took the piece in Zhan Qingyun's hand and looked at it, listing what time to where, how many steps to take, what etiquette to perform, what clothes to wear, what music to play, all kinds of letters are thick, Huang Fanmao almost couldn't hold it.

He is no stranger to these things, after all, after three dynasties, he has seen a lot of various etiquette rules, and many of them are similar.

Zhan Qingyun, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, handed out the fold in his hand, as if something was missing a shackle.

Suddenly I felt relaxed.

But over there, Huang Fanmao hesitated, he really couldn't say anything about it.

"That's it, put it here first, and the old man will ask." Huang Fanmao put the fold into his sleeve and said.

Zhan Qingyun was almost unhappy over there, "Cheng Na will trouble Lord Huang, Xiaochen will go back and wait for news." After speaking, he bowed and went out of the Yellow Mansion with ease.

Zhan Qingyun is relaxed, and Huang Fanmao really has a toothache at this time.

That's how it can be good.

Don't look at the enthronement ceremony is a ceremony, but for the emperor, this is a major event to win the approval of God and ancestors, if it is not handled well, there is an accident on the day of the enthronement, I am afraid that the hat on his head will not be guaranteed.