"Twilight and morningside, all opportunities are ready to be taken care of! Twilight and morningside, all opportunities are ready to be taken care of! Twilight and morningside, all opportunities are waiting for—"

In the eunuch's sharp voice, Ye Tianhuai opened his eyes suddenly.

She sat up on the bed and subconsciously touched her neck.

Smooth as ever, no blood.

Ye Tianhuai looked at his green and white ten fingers, stunned and speechless.

"Your Majesty is in a nightmare?" A familiar voice sounded beside her bed.

Ye Qianhuai raised her head and saw Aunt Fanghua looking at her kindly, holding a hot hand towel in her hand, and came up to help her wipe the sweat on her forehead.

"Your Majesty's night sweats are so bad, you can't wear this middle coat, the slave maid will bring you another one." With that, she put down her handkerchief and turned to look for her clothes.

Ye Tianhuai grabbed her wrist and held it tightly.

Aunt Fanghua was in pain, turned around, and saw Ye Tianhuai staring at her in disbelief, like a frightened little beast.

Aunt Fanghua gently patted Ye Qianhuai's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her in her arms, patted her back like a child, and said softly: "Your Majesty is not afraid, the slave is here, and she is not going anywhere." Slaves and maids guard Your Majesty, and Your Majesty has nothing to fear. ”

When the first emperor was still in the palace, Aunt Fanghua was the maid who followed Ye Tianhuai's mother to marry into the prince's mansion, Ye Tianhuai was the only person in the entire harem who knew the identity of her daughter. Ye Tianhuai was very clingy to her when she was young, and she had to accompany her to sleep every night, otherwise she would cry and make trouble, making the whole East Palace unpeaceful, and even her mother and concubine had no choice. At that time, Aunt Fanghua coaxed her like this, and every time she was able to calm down after a while, she tried many times.

"Auntie......" This familiar and warm embrace made Ye Tianhuai's eyes sour.

Isn't Aunt Fanghua dead?

After Ye Tianhuai's identity as a woman was revealed, the entire court criticized her mother, the Empress Dowager Jingmin, thinking that she was causing trouble in the palace and bullying the monarch, so she asked for the revocation of her title, and the bones were moved out of the imperial tomb. Aunt Fanghua went to the temple with her hair draped and stomped her feet to plead her case, claiming that everything was her idea. It's a pity that in the end, not only failed to save the Empress Dowager Jingmin, but even Aunt Fanghua herself folded in and was whipped to death in front of the palace.

"You're still alive...... Am I dreaming? ”

"Silly boy, still talking in your dreams? Isn't it good for a slave to be here? She patted Ye Qianhuai's hand and said, "The slave maid will go and get you clothes to change, today is the first early dynasty after His Majesty's pro-government, and you want to be spiritual." ”

Ye Tianhuai's body stiffened.

Pro-government?

"Auntie, is today the first day of the lunar month of the second year of the year?"

"Yes, what's the matter, Your Majesty? Is it really a nightmare? ”

“…… I'm fine, my aunt goes get the clothes. ”

Watching Aunt Fanghua walk away, Ye Tianhuai sighed, wondering: What's going on? How did I go back a year ago?

The first day of the lunar month of the second year of the year is the day when she turns sixteen years old and becomes a pro-government.

A day she will never forget.

It was on this day that Lu Yanchen used ancient metaphors in class to imply that Ye Tianhuai would take a concubine, Ye Tianhuai was aggrieved and resentful, and told him the identity of the woman for a while.

Thankfully, it hasn't happened yet.

At this time, no one knew about her daughter's body, and the war had not yet ignited, so everything could be done.

Ye Qianhuai's mind was running rapidly.

In her previous life, she was able to go to the ruin of the country in just one year, firstly because her identity as a woman was leaked, and secondly because of the changes in Chengtianmen.

In February of the third year of the year, the day after the release of the Spring Festival, the students of the Literature School jointly signed a letter, believing that there was an inside story of fraud in the Spring Festival, and asked the Yin and Criminal Department of Jingzhao Mansion to investigate thoroughly. The following month, the Criminal Department found out that the rumors were untrue and closed the case. However, the students did not agree with this conclusion, and hundreds of students petitioned outside the Chengtian Gate, asking the imperial court to re-examine the matter.

The indignant students did not wait for the imperial court's answer, but waited for the Gyeonggi Praetorian Guard to suppress it by force.

The students involved were all killed on the street, and blood was splashed on Zhumen. On that day, the outside of Chengtianmen was like a purgatory on earth, miserable, and the history was called the change of Chengtianmen.

This incident is like a pebble thrown into the pool of water in Dajing, causing ripples in all states and counties. Under the rule of Dajing, the anti-flags rose everywhere, and the flames of war became more and more intense, until Lu Yanchen's soldiers rose to Yunzhou, completely burning out the gas of Dajing.

What is the truth of this matter, even today, Ye Qianhuai does not know. She only remembered that one day she was studying in the Wenxuan Palace, and the commander of the forbidden army came to ask for an order with the military department's book, saying that there was a disturbance among the people outside the palace gate, and asked for the Gyeonggi Janissary to be mobilized for deterrence. At that time, she didn't know that the so-called people were unarmed literary school students, nor did she know that behind their "trouble" was the Chunfu fraud case, and she didn't expect things to evolve to such a point.

"What does Your Majesty think? So distracted. ”

Aunt Fanghua walked over with a bright yellow undershirt, interrupting Ye Qianhuai's contemplation.

She came back to her senses, smiled at Aunt Fanghua, stood up, and let her wrap her chest and dress.

Ye Tianhuai was tall, Aunt Fanghua was more than half a head shorter than her, she looked down at Aunt Fanghua skillfully taking care of her dragon robe, thinking that she had died miserably in her previous life, she felt a little unbearable.

Do it again, even if she can't keep the country in this life, at least she has to keep the people around her.

"Auntie, if one day, I let me abdicate and travel to the rivers and mountains, will my aunt still follow me?"

Aunt Fanghua was slightly stunned and asked, "Why did Your Majesty have such a mind?" ”

"If I sit in this seat, I can't have a son and a half daughter in my life, this country will have to be handed over sooner or later, it's better to let it out as soon as possible, I can still go out of the palace and live happily for a few years."

Aunt Fanghua didn't care, she took care of Ye Qianhuai's dragon robe, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is a person who wants to be pro-government, how can you still be so childlike, always thinking about going out to play." ”

Ye Tianhuai knew that she didn't take it seriously, so he simply sighed and said: "I was born in this palace wall, grew up in this palace wall, and after taking the throne, I never stepped out of the palace gate for half a step, even if I was worried about it, wouldn't it?" ”

Aunt Fanghua finally straightened the neckline of Li Ye's arms, and said with a satisfied smile: "Okay." If His Majesty wants to abdicate from the palace one day, he will give the slave and maid a decree to let the slave and maid go to guard the imperial mausoleum, and the slave and maid will want to accompany the mother in the imperial mausoleum for the rest of their lives. ”

The mother in her mouth is naturally Ye Tianhuai's mother, Empress Dowager Jingmin. Ye Qianhuai didn't seem to expect her to have this resolution, and couldn't help but be stunned before saying, "Okay." ”

***

Taihe Temple.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood in columns, and at the head of the ministers stood two auxiliary ministers - Chen Yuansi, the first assistant, and Gu Shihai, the second assistant.

When the first emperor returned to heaven, Ye Tianhuai was fourteen years old and could not be in charge of the government. She is still young, she has never left the palace to open a mansion, and she has never set foot in the heir, so she has no staff, and her grandfather is only a young eunuch of the Taifu with only four grades, and her family background is not prominent. The first emperor was not only worried about the dictatorship of her relatives after she got married, but also worried that the powerful ministers would be in power, so he appointed two auxiliary ministers to her, hoping that the forces of several parties could balance each other.

The two auxiliary ministers left to her by her father can be described as the humerus of the court, which made Ye Tianhuai feel relieved. In those early dynasties that had not yet been in power, Ye Qianhuai mostly sat on the throne to listen to the government, and the courtiers were playing to her on the surface, but in fact they were reporting to the two auxiliary ministers.

Although she has now carried out a pro-government ceremony, it is difficult to change this habit of hundreds of officials for a while.

Ye Tianhuai didn't care much, the courtiers were powerful, and she was happy to be idle.

At this moment, she was sitting on the throne, supporting her head with one hand, watching the first assistant and the second assistant arguing about the candidates for the New Year's Festival, both of them cited each other as their number one political enemy in their lives, who would have thought that both of them died in the hands of Lu Yanchen in the end.

The change of Chengtianmen is still easy to solve, as long as she does not mobilize the guards, it will not happen. The one who was really difficult to deal with was Lu Yanchen, the 50,000 rebels in Yunzhou were well-trained and well-equipped, and they were by no means ordinary peasant rebels.

Lu Yanchen was born in a family of merchants, and it is impossible for him to have the ability to support troops. Behind him, there must be another master.

Ye Tianhuai was thinking in his heart about how to deal with Lu Yanchen in the afternoon's schoolwork, when he suddenly heard a loud announcement-

"Minister, supervise the imperial history Li Wenqing, and have a book to play Your Majesty. Three days ago, the Criminal Department detained Wenxiao for the crime of falsehood, which was not in accordance with the regulations. The martial arts school was established by the ancestors of my dynasty, and the sacrificial wine position is the same as the three dukes, and the punishment and sacrificial wine need to be approved by His Majesty's imperial pen, but the criminal department only relied on a draft decree drafted by the Taiqing Pavilion to put people in prison. As the supervisor of the imperial history, it is really difficult to sit idly by, and I hope that His Majesty will personally adjudicate this case. ”

With that, he fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily.

"Your Majesty was not in charge of the government at that time, and this matter was decided by the auxiliary minister, and the Taiqing Pavilion drafted the decree, how can it not comply with the constitution?" After being sued, Du Jing, the secretary of the Criminal Department, immediately came out to clarify.

"Your Majesty has already held a pro-government ceremony last month, so naturally it should not be judged by the auxiliary minister, but should be approved by His Majesty's royal pen."

"Your Majesty is only in power for the first day today, Lord Li is afraid that he didn't wake up and was confused, right?"

"Your Majesty's pro-government days should be counted according to the pro-government ceremony, and Lord Zhang was also a leader in the palace examination back then, don't you even know such basic etiquette? Or is there any reason why the Criminal Department must be in a hurry to detain Wen Xiao's sacrificial wine? ”

Du Jing snorted coldly and said, "The Criminal Department naturally acts according to the law. Weichen heard that Lord Li was a proud protégé of sacrificial wine in his early years, and Lord Li held on to such a trivial matter, could it be a fake public benefit? ”

The two of them exchanged words and swords, and after a few rounds, a voice interrupted them.

"Li Wenqing, who did you say the Criminal Department detained?"

As soon as Ye Qianhuai's inquiry came out, the entire court suddenly fell silent, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty looked at her with some surprise, as if no one expected her to ask out loud.

Ye Tianhuai was not surprised, she has always been in the court with only ears and no mouth, and rarely asked. She was accustomed to the quarrels of the courtiers, and many times it was more difficult to break than household affairs, and she did not want to interfere.

But this time was different. There are still two months to go before the Spring Festival, and the Chengtianmen Incident has started because of this, and at this time, the court quarreled over the affairs of the literary school, and she had to ask more.

Without waiting for Li Wenqing to answer, Gu Shihai took the first step to reply: "Back to Your Majesty, it is Wang Lisong, the king of the literary school." He openly criticized the court system in class, and also wrote an article "On Martial Candidates", which borrowed the past and satirized the present, and incorporated it into his coursework. This incident hurt and civilized, and in order to prevent him from bewitching the public again, the criminal department immediately took the person down. ”

Ye Tianhuai pondered after hearing this, and said, "Gu Ge Lao is thoughtful, but what Li Wenqing said is also reasonable. There are no rules, there is no circle, and the etiquette established by the ancestors cannot be abandoned. In this way, the Criminal Department will arrange a trial, and I will be present as an observer for the trial of Wang Lisong. At the end of the trial, I made up a personal decree. ”

As soon as she said this, the air in the court hall froze for a moment.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Ye Qianhuai asked.

"Your Majesty Shengming, Weichen will lead the order." Gu Shihai knelt down first, Du Jing, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was his protégé, he knelt down to receive the order, and Du Jing knelt down to receive the order.