The sky was bright, and Fusheng got up after resting for less than two hours, and after a simple breakfast, he went to the palace gate in a sedan chair.

Emperor Jingyong had already woken up, and the eunuchs and palace maids served him, and when he arrived, he was having breakfast.

"Everything is done?"

Emperor Jingyong put down the spoon and took the handkerchief handed by the palace maid to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Fusheng hung his head and respectfully told him everything he did yesterday: "Back to Your Majesty, everything has been done according to your instructions." ”

Emperor Jingyong bowed slightly, the hour is almost up, he should go to the early court.

Emperor Jingyong hadn't rested much in the past two days, and now he was leaning on the dragon chair, looking tired, and his legs were even as if they were in the ice water, and the chill was gusting.

He twisted his eyebrows, inviting Fusheng to whisper in his ear, and Fusheng quietly glanced at Emperor Jingyong's legs, and his heart was slightly cold.

"The minion will call someone to get it."

He replied in a low voice, and quietly found a little eunuch and asked him to fetch a thicker blanket.

The little eunuch didn't dare to delay, and soon, the thick blanket covered Emperor Jingyong's knees, and a little warmth rose, and Emperor Jingyong breathed a sigh of relief.

He gave Fusheng a look, and Fusheng understood it, and opened his mouth to summon the ministers into the palace.

Emperor Jingyong went to court today, mainly announcing the canonization of the seventeenth prince as the crown prince.

The seventeenth prince entered the palace yesterday night, and at the same time, there were also the saints of southern Xinjiang and the grandmother Wu, in the name of treating the queen's mother.

There were no ice basins in the hall, the windows were closed, and the air was dull.

The news of the canonization of the crown prince was really unexpected, but the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty did not have any objections at all, they all lowered their heads, and they did not dare to gasp.

The tragic situation at yesterday's execution ground was too appalling, and the current Majesty is not the Majesty at the beginning of the new dynasty, the current Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, nor the original group of ministers.

No matter how unwilling Rao is, they can only swallow that breath.

The precedent of the four princes is in front of them, and it is clear that arguing is a dead end, but not arguing... There is a silver lining.

After all, the Seventeenth Prince is only a young student now...

The princes standing in the middle quietly exchanged glances with the ministers standing in their own team.

After Fusheng finished reading the holy decree, his eyes gently swept over one of the men in court clothes below, and his lips pursed slightly.

Breathing alternately, he withdrew his gaze and read another decree.

The four princes rebelled and killed many ministers, and there was a vacancy, so naturally someone should be arranged to replace him.

Fang Shi changed his master in time, and after learning from the hidden stake placed in the palace of the four princes that the four princes had the intention to rebel, he said that he was sick and took leave of absence and broke off contact with the four princes.

With such an obvious alienation, it would be strange if the four princes couldn't see it.

But at that time, the situation was special, and the four princes thought that they were in control of the overall situation, and Fang Shi's rebellion was not to be feared.

Who thought that it was for Fang Shi to escape.

But it doesn't matter if there is no evidence on the surface, Emperor Jingyong is clear about Fang Shi's ingredients.

It's just that the saline-alkali land improvement was introduced by him at the beginning, and now it is the time to implement it, and Gu Su's family is about to enter Beijing, so he can't be moved at this moment...

Fang Shi didn't expect that he was stained with Su Mo's light, and he was a little glad that he didn't put his eggs in one basket.

It's just that when he heard that he was out of business, the happiness in his heart was instantly unwillingly replaced.

He clenched his hands into fists, bursts of pain in his palms, lowered his eyes to cover the negative emotions under his eyes, and bowed along with the other officials to thank the Holy Grace.

Emperor Jingyong raised his hand slightly and ordered him to get up.

He was already a little overwhelmed, his eyelids drooped, and the warmth brought by the thick blanket was not enough.

Emperor Jingyong rubbed his eyebrows and gave Fusheng a look.

Seeing this, Fusheng hurriedly shouted: "If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat." ”

After the early dynasty was dispersed, the news that the seventeenth prince was canonized as the crown prince spread throughout Yanjing.

The wind is light and cloudy on the bright side of the front, but in the dark, it is already turbulent.

Many ministers took advantage of their shallow entry into the game and got out, intending to re-align themselves...

And the harem, if there is no rebellion of the four princes, I don't know how much porcelain will be damaged at this moment.

The precedent is in the past, and the concubines who are still standing are now as calm as water, without any waves.

Not to mention the canonization of the crown prince, even if Emperor Jingyong gave the throne to the seventeenth prince, they didn't dare to make too many moves at the moment.

They can settle down in the harem and give birth to a prince, so naturally they can't be fools.

What happened to Concubine De and the four princes and the ministers who followed them?

Slaughter all over the house!

And what did they enter the palace for?

Isn't it for the family's glory and wealth, which will endure for a long time.

The precedent is in front of them, and even if they want to do it again, it can't be at this time.

Not only that, but they also have to beat their mother's family one or two, lest anyone make a mistake and lose the honor they have earned in exchange for freedom.

It's just that they just sent the palace maid to deliver the letter to the dark stake on the front foot, and on the back foot, the letter fell into the hands of the black armor guards.

After opening and checking and confirming that there is no problem, re-seal it in the envelope and send it out of the palace.

The canonization of the crown prince is not a trivial matter, repairing the East Palace, rushing to make the prince's court clothes, Qin Tianjian still needs to calculate a good day as soon as possible, so as to hold the canonization ceremony.

The whole palace moved.

At the moment, the person concerned was staying in Kunning Palace, sitting in front of the queen's bed, and telling the queen about his interesting stories in southern Xinjiang.

It is said that heart disease also requires heart medicine, the queen held the hand of the seventeenth prince tightly, her eyebrows were gentle, and when she heard the interesting place, she smiled with her, and her complexion was a lot ruddy.

Emperor Jingyong stopped the palace maid who was about to pass the message, and Fusheng held the wheelchair and quietly watched the scene of the mother's love and filial piety in the house at the door.

The heart was warm, and even the chill in his legs was dispelled.

The queen felt something, looked sideways at the door, and frowned when she saw that Emperor Jingyong was not coming in at the door.

"There's wind at the door, your body is not yet well, why don't you pay attention!"

The seventeenth prince also noticed Emperor Jingyong, and hurriedly stood up, "Erchen see my father." ”

Emperor Jingyong waved his hand slightly, unlike other princes, Emperor Jingyong's treatment of the seventeenth prince has always been the image of a loving father, and from his title, you can hear the difference.

"Brother Yan'er has been doing well in southern Xinjiang in the past two years? Are you feeling better? ”

The seventeenth prince's surname is Xiao, a single derivative character.

Although Xiao Yan grew up in southern Xinjiang since he was a child, he was not unfamiliar with Emperor Jingyong and the empress.

He glanced at the queen quietly, and her slightly immature face was shy.

"Back to my father, my sons and daughters are doing very well in southern Xinjiang, but I often miss my mother in my heart..."

When the queen heard this, her eyes were a little red, she bowed her head slightly, and quietly wiped away her tears.

Emperor Jingyong's heart was also soft, and he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "My father has decreed that you will be canonized as the crown prince, and you will not have to go back to southern Xinjiang in the future." ”

Xiao Yan naturally knew what the crown prince meant.

Since he was sensible, he has received relevant teachings, and he will be assessed by Emperor Jingyong when he returns to Beijing.

It's just that...

Emperor Jingyong knew what he was thinking, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder again.

"People are old and homesick, my father is old, and I always want to go back to my hometown with your mother and guard that old mansion..."