Fanwai 031 Prince
From the beginning when the ministers thought that Mu Yan and Cen Yin would fight to the death, by now, some courtiers have felt that they really thought too much at the beginning.
In the rear, Fan Peizhong, Huang Siren and other cabinet elders looked at Mu Yan with complicated expressions, and then at Cen Yin, and said secretly: Maybe Cen Yin is really dedicated to Dasheng, and found that Mu Yan is more suitable to be the emperor, so he chose to support him!
It's not the first time that a few cabinet elders have come up with this idea, but they didn't say it outside, because when they say it, I'm afraid not many people will believe it, and maybe some people will think that their cabinet is Cen Yin's lackey!
Mu Yan didn't care about what the courtiers thought, and rode his horse to the palace with Cen Yin all the way, and the two of them looked head to head to head from time to time, as if they were whispering something.
The courtiers in the rear, Fan Peizhong, already felt numb, anyway, these two ancestors felt happy.
Probably only a few people who were waiting in front of Mu Yan and Cen Yin knew that it was Mu Yan who was unilaterally showing off to Cen Yin.
"Obviously they are twins, and the two children are only half an hour apart from each other, but their temperaments are very different!"
"Brother Yi is very noisy, a boy is delicate and squeamish, unlike his sister, the palm beads are really well-behaved and cute."
"My mother said that the palm beads were as good as when I was a child, and they were as easy to carry."
Mu Yan boasted unashamedly.
Cen Yin rode his horse and Mu Yan side by side, listening with a smile.
Suddenly, Mu Yan blinked and said with a smile: "We said okay, the child wants to recognize you as his father-in-law!" β
"......" Cen Yin was stunned, and nodded briskly, "Okay." β
Ben Xiao seemed to understand, and shook the horse's head and snorted loudly.
Mu Yan casually touched Ben Xiao's neck, and his words changed sharply: "Big brother, when are you going to propose?" β
With this sentence, Mu Yan deliberately lowered his voice, and as he spoke, he also glanced back at Duanmu Xian behind him.
"I'll go with you and give you a damper!" Mu Yan squeezed his eyebrows and whispered.
"......" the corner of Cen Yin's eyes twitched.
If this was someone else, even if Cen Yin raised his eyebrows, he would be so frightened that he would fall off the horse, however, Mu Yan was not an ordinary person.
Mu Yan looked at him with a smile, looked at him, looked at him.
The cold wind of the wax moon came to the face, cutting the people's faces like knives, blowing the cloaks of the two of them with the wind, and the hunting sound.
When Mu Yan almost thought that Cen Yin would not answer, he heard Cen Yin speak: "I'll go after the 100-day banquet." β
Cen Yin didn't say that he wouldn't let Mu Yan accompany him, but Mu Yan was already satisfied, so he didn't chase and fight hard, and said secretly: This time he can give Zhen Zhen an explanation.
Mu Yan felt that he had done a really beautiful job, and he planned to go back and ask Duanmu Fei for a reward.
The group went straight back to the palace.
On the same day, Mu Yan issued an edict to the ministers on the Jinluan Palace, canonizing the emperor's eldest son Mu Chenyi as the crown prince, and on the day of the 100-day banquet, the crown prince canonization ceremony was held at the same time.
This decree came suddenly, and all the ministers hurriedly knelt down and shouted in unison: "The emperor is wise, long live, long live!" β
Among the ministers, smart people such as You Junji, Fan Peizhong, etc. have already understood at this moment, it turns out that the emperor did not appoint a prince before because he was afraid that the emperor's eldest son would die at a young age, but was waiting for Lord Cen to come back.
After retiring from the court, Mu Yan left with Cen Yin under the more complicated eyes of the ministers, and the two went to the imperial garden together.
Duanmu Fei and Duanmu Jun are in a warm pavilion in the imperial garden at the moment, and the twins are also there, lying quietly in their respective cradles.
Along the way, his own chamberlain came diligently to Duanmu Fei and said that the emperor and Lord Cen were here.
Duanmufei and Duanmujun have been waiting for a long time.
From a distance, I saw Mu Yan and Cen Yin walking towards this side, in the cold wind, the two of them were still tall, as if they couldn't feel the chill at all.
Duanmu Jun watched Cen Yin gradually approaching for a moment, and a pair of black willow eyes became brighter and brighter, facing him.
When Cen Yin came to the warm pavilion, Duanmu pursed his lips and smiled, and stood up.
"You're back!"
She smiled, and there was a sense of naturalness in her expression and tone, as if he had only been gone for two or three days, not twenty long months.
Cen Yin looked at her a few steps away, his eyes slightly condensed.
You're back.
These four words couldn't be simpler, but in his ears, it was like a small pebble falling into the heart lake, causing ripples in circles.
It felt like someone was waiting for him to come home.
Cen's hands hidden in the cloak were clenched tightly together, and his eyes were slightly hot.
When he was eight years old, the Zhenbei Wangfu collapsed, he lost his home, lost his relatives, lost everything, he was left with only himself, for more than ten years, in order to take revenge, he made his heart as hard as iron, and let himself completely become another person......
However, in front of her, he can still be himself.
In front of her, he had a feeling that there were relatives waiting for him.
Cen Yin smiled slightly, and said naturally, "I'm back." β
When these four words were spoken, his heart suddenly relaxed, as if he had instantly let go of the burden hidden in his heart, and his clenched fists were also released.
His beautiful face was like the morning light that lifted the dark clouds, radiant and dizzying.
After the four of them greeted each other, they all sat down in the warm pavilion,
After Mu Yan stretched out his fingers and poked them on the faces of the twins, he then unceremoniously asked Cen Yin for them to ask for a meeting gift: "Big brother, what about the meeting gift?" β
Cen Yin had already made it clear and took out two pieces of jasper pendant from his purse, one of which was engraved with a cute little fox, and the other was engraved with a little starling holding a flower.
Duanmujun was already very familiar with Cen Yin's knife work, and at a glance, he knew that this pair of jade pendants was carved by Cen Yin himself, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned.
Cen Yin personally put jade pendants on the twins, the fox for the elder brother, and the starling for the younger sister.
The two little dolls slept very soundly, fiddling with Cen Yin.
A faint milky fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose, Cen Yin subconsciously lightened his movements, feeling that these two little dolls were made of glutinous rice dumplings, just looking at it like this, it made people feel soft in their hearts.
They look exactly the same as Duanmujun said in the letter!
Cen Yin quickly tied the jade pendant to the twins, and was about to stop it, when his eyes happened to pass over a rattle in the cradle, and he was stunned, and immediately saw that this rattle was made by him.
He just hesitated, the female doll in the cradle suddenly moved her eyelids, and the next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly, and the long and thick eyelashes were like combing grates, gently scratching Cen Yin's heart.
Inexplicably, Cen Yin didn't dare to move, for fear that he would scare Xiao Zhangzhu.
Duanmu Jun immediately noticed that Cen Yin's expression was a little wrong, and also looked towards the cradle of Xiao Zhangzhu, and smiled when he found that she was awake.
"We're awake." Duanmujun picked up the little baby girl in the cradle, and his smile was as gentle as water, "Young Master Cen, you are so lucky." Xiao Zhangzhu has to sleep for at least another hour on weekdays before waking up. β
The little palm bead who was held in Duanmujun's arms opened a pair of dark phoenix eyes and looked at Cen Yin curiously.
"Master Cen, come and hug the palm beads." Duanmu Fei proposed with great interest on the side.
So, Duanmujun stuffed the little palm bead into Cen Yin's arms, and taught him how to put his hand and how to hold the baby.
"......" Cen Yin's body froze, almost a password, an action.
Mu Yan had never seen Cen Yin like this, and he laughed out loud.
This is good, Brother Yi, who was sleeping peacefully in the cradle, was also woken up and opened his phoenix eyes, which were similar to his sister.
Mu Yan didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, so he simply stuffed Brother Yi to his father-in-law.
Cen Yin held the palm beads in one hand and Brother Yi in the other, and didn't dare to move at all.
Duanmu Jun covered his mouth and smiled, and finally took Brother Yi over.
She skillfully coaxed Brother Yi'er, and said with a smile: "Master Cen, the palm beads are very well-behaved and easy to coax, as long as you gently pat her like this, and then tease her with a rattle, she will be very happy." β
Cen Yin picked up the rattle in the cradle and slowly shook the rattle.
"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! β
The two projectiles of the rattle beat back and forth against the drum surface, making a rhythmic sound.
Not only Xiao Zhangzhu, but even her brother's attention was attracted, and the brother and sister "giggled" and laughed.
"Both of their siblings love to laugh, and the younger sister is more quiet, and she can play for a long time by spitting bubbles by herself."
"My brother's personality is more lively than my sister's, but she loves to cry more, but it comes and goes quickly, and it's not difficult to coax."
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Duanmu Jun smiled and talked to Cen Yin about the twins' respective characteristics and preferences.
Mu Yan occasionally added a few words on the side, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Cen Yin soon found out that Duanmu Jun was right, Xiao Zhangzhu was too well-behaved, he just coaxed her with a rattle for a while, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Afraid of arguing with the little palm beads, Cen Yin stopped the rattle in his hand, but before he stopped, Brother Yi in Duanmujun's arms howled and cried, hoarse.
After a lot of chickens and dogs, Yi Ge'er was carried down by the nurse to breastfeed, and Xiao Zhangzhu had returned to the cradle from Cen Yin's arms and fell asleep peacefully.
Calm returned to the warm pavilion, and a palace maid hurriedly served tea to the four people in the warm pavilion, and the tea fragrance was bursting.
Duanmu Fei shook the cradle of the palm beads twice, and asked casually: "Young Master Cen, is Huaizhou so fun?" β
Duanmu Jun also looked at Cen Yin curiously.
Cen Yin smiled slightly, "Now in Huaizhou, you must like it, the temperature is the most comfortable time, just like in this warm pavilion, as long as the people wear a single clothes, it is just right." β
Duanmufei's eyes lit up all of a sudden.
She is most afraid of the cold, and she doesn't like to go out until she has to go out in winter, and if she really has to go out, she will also wrap herself tightly and put it on the warm hand stove.
Cen Yin continued: "There are many lakes in Huaizhou, and Dayue Lake near Dayue City is one of the largest lakes in Huaizhou. β
Duanmufei and Duanmujun have only seen pictures of elephants in books, and they have never seen real elephants, they all listen to them with relish, and their faces show yearning.
Seeing that the sisters were listening attentively, Cen Yin picked out some interesting and new things and said some more.
As he spoke, a small chamberlain came in a hurry. He also guessed that what he was going to say next would definitely not be what Mu Yan wanted to hear, but he still stubbornly said: "Your Majesty, Fan Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites asks to see you." β
Mu Yan felt in his heart that Fan Peizhong was still so eyeless, so he walked away slowly.
Fan Peizhong was waiting at the door of the imperial study, walking back and forth anxiously, almost crazy.
He came to make a prince a prince.
Who would have thought that the emperor would suddenly set up a prince, obviously he had pressed the fold a few days ago, and he would stand up, he had to be in such a hurry, he had to rush to the day of the 100th birthday banquet to set up the prince.
As soon as Fan Peizhong saw Mu Yan, he went straight to the point and said the difficulty: "Your Majesty, it is only ten days before the 100-year-old banquet, and the appointment of the crown prince is not trivial, so it is better to choose an auspicious day ......."
It is also difficult to prepare the matter of canonizing the crown prince in just ten days...... No, embarrass them!
Mu Yan didn't even raise his eyebrows, and said "righteously and righteously": "Now that the treasury is still empty, I am also here to reduce unnecessary expenses. β
"......" Fan Peizhong almost didn't know what to say.
Is it an unnecessary expense to crown the crown prince?!
If he hadn't known that the emperor and queen were in deep affection, he would have almost thought that their little prince in the future would be so unfavored!
Fan Pei felt that the emperor was too nonsense, so he settled down and persuaded: "Your Majesty, etiquette cannot be abolished, and the establishment of the crown prince is a major event of the country, and it must be solemnly ......."
Fan Peizhong quoted scriptures and said that he hoped that the emperor would reconsider the crown prince's canonization ceremony, but unfortunately, let him have a lotus tongue and a dry mouth, after all, he still didn't say that he could say Mu Yan.
There is a saying that the emperor is not in a hurry to die eunuchs.
Fan Peizhong completely understood the meaning of this sentence, the emperor didn't care about the crown prince's canonization ceremony, but Fan Peizhong couldn't help but take it to heart, so he could only go back to work overtime.
originally thought that after the emperor and queen got married, he would be able to have a good life, Lord Shangshu felt that he was too naΓ―ve last year.
Fan Peizhong and the left and right attendants of the Ministry of Rites were busy in the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites for three days and three nights.
Although there is a ritual for establishing a prince, since the establishment of the Dasheng Dynasty, there has never been a prince who has established a prince in just a hundred days, so there are still a lot of rituals for the Ministry of Rites to revise and revise, for example, the prince must not be able to thank the emperor in person.
Fortunately, Mu Yan's arrangement of the opposing prince was not very difficult, for the excerpt handed by the Ministry of Rites, he only slightly deleted it, brushed it twice, and removed the ritual of the queen holding the prince and kneeling three times and nine bows on behalf of the prince.
Mu Yan once again lamented that Fan Peizhong was both rigid and had no eyesight, and reprimanded him endlessly, meaning that the queen was so hard, and the Ministry of Rites had to make trouble for the queen, so angry that Fan Peizhong almost had to resign again.
In this busy atmosphere, the new year is coming, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military have gone to the festival, only Fan Peizhong has spent the most bitter Spring Festival in his life, and he was busy until the third day of the Lunar New Year, and he successfully set the ceremony.
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the Taimiao, which had been closed for a year, was opened again.
The Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple, and the celebrant went in and out to prepare for some matters related to the crown prince's canonization ceremony tomorrow.
The movement was so big, and he didn't hide it from Mu Jianming, who atoned for his sins in the Taimiao.
Mu Jianming had to atone for four hours every day in front of the ancestral tablet in the front hall, and at this moment he was crooked on the futon.
"It's ...... What's wrong? Mu Jianming asked Wen Yongju, who was waiting beside him, with a simple five words, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Wen Yongju knew it, and after hesitating for a moment, he replied, "Tomorrow will be the crown prince." β
"Too ...... Child? Mu Jianming repeated slowly.
His torso was skinny, his messy hair was half white, his eyes were crooked, and he looked a little crazy, to put it mildly, but he was a dying man.
"......" Wen Yongju looked at Mu Jianming with a blank expression.
King Er has been locked up here for two years, even if Wen Yongju still had a trace of expectation before, hoping that a certain prince can still be rescued by King Qin, and now the spark of hope has been completely extinguished, and every day is a dull life, like a pool of stagnant water.
Wen Yongju knew that he was left here to serve Mu Jianming, a useless cripple, and there would be no hope for him in his life, so he could only stay in the square inch of Taimiao.
However, when he saw the once high-ranking emperor now looking like he was still alive and half-dead, he felt happy again: he was miserable, but Mu Jianming was even worse than himself!
Wen Yongju tugged at the corners of his lips, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and said, "Yes." The eldest son of the emperor has been 100 days old, and tomorrow will be the crown prince's canonization ceremony. β
Mu Jianming's eyes widened, one eye was big and the other eye was small, which looked a little funny.
He muttered vaguely, "It's over...... So...... It's been a long time......"
He froze, then repeated: "It's over...... So...... It's been a long time......"
After a few breaths, Mu Jianming suddenly shouted excitedly: "I ...... It's the emperor! β
"Rebels and thieves...... It's all rebellious and thieves! β
"Don't make a prince!"
"I ...... It's still here! β
Mu Jianming shouted hoarsely, however, he was too weak, no matter how he called, the voice could not be transmitted far, and Wen Yongju heard it alone.
Wen Yong stood there in a wooden place, his eyes were slightly trance-like, and he didn't hear it.
Since he was imprisoned in the Taimiao Temple two years ago to atone for his crimes, this abolished emperor will go crazy once in three days, Wen Yongju will appease the other party a few words at first, but now, he is used to it.
If the emperor wants to make trouble, let him make trouble, anyway, he can't do anything at all except shouting a few times.
At this moment, there was a "squeak", and the rear door was opened from the outside.
Wen Yongju subconsciously turned his head to look, his body stiffened slightly, and called respectfully: "Gonggong Yuan." β
Yuan Zhi walked in with three or four Tsing Yi attendants, and he didn't even look at Wen Yongju.
Yuan Zhi pointed at Mu Jianming and ordered directly: "Don't take King Er out quickly, tomorrow is a good day, don't bump into the prince's auspicious affairs!" β
"Yes, Gonggong Yuan."
Two of the Tsing Yi attendants he brought with him immediately stepped forward, grabbed Mu Jianming's arms rudely, dragged him up from the futon, and then dragged the person outside the front hall.
"Presumptuous! Let go...... I! Mu Jianming tried to struggle, but he was a waste man who couldn't even drink tea by himself, and that struggle was not even as good as a baby, and he was dragged out of the threshold by two chamberlains.
"I'm ...... Emperor! Mu Jianming was still shouting, saliva flowing from the corners of his crooked mouth.
Yuan Zhi's eyes swept over Mu Jianming with contempt, and only gave him three words: "You are not worthy." β
Mu Jianming was even more excited when he heard this, he really wanted to kill Yuan Zhi, and continued to shout: "I ...... It's the emperor, it's the emperor...... Not. β
His voice was indistinct, describing madness, and there was still a hint of the old days.
One of the Tsing Yi attendants casually took out a rag and blocked Mu Jianming's mouth, so the surroundings were quiet all of a sudden.
Yuan Zhi withdrew his gaze from Mu Jianming's muddy back, stroked his sleeves casually, and then glanced at Wen Yongju lightly.
Wen Yongju chuckled in his heart, lowered his eyebrows and walked quickly towards Mu Jianming and the others, his face pale.
He doesn't want to die yet, he wants to live, it's better to die than to live, even if he lives like now, he wants to live!
"Clean up this place!" Yuan Zhi glanced around for half a circle and frowned slightly.
Now that the temple is under his control, he has to take care of it cleanly, and he can't let tomorrow's crown prince's canonization ceremony go a little wrong.
In the temple, everyone was busy, and the night passed by with a snap of their fingers.
On the fifth day of noon, the day of the canonization of the crown prince finally came in anticipation of the courtiers!
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