Although the prestige of the old man Zhou Jiong is not as good as that of Wei Wenzhenggong, the prestige of the cabinet is almost second only to the emperor on the dragon chair with the blessing of the new policy.

Lord Shoufu gave a command, and all the officials did not dare to obey, and they all stopped talking and did not dare to mention Liu Xi's death again.

It's a pity that this group of people still underestimated the decisiveness of the old sage, and when the Fengtian Temple continued to discuss the matter of the old sage's name and temple name, many old ministers in Gyeonggi, famous Confucians, and local elders were broken open.

Yu Lin Lang, the strongest guard beside the old sage, was still firmly carrying out their last edict at this time.

The last edict of the old sage was full of murderous spirit, and it quickly spread from Gyeonggi to those who opposed the New Deal and opposed the emperor.

Jia Yu perfectly took all the blame on him, and relied on the Danshu iron coupon given to Rongguo Mansion by the great grandfather to avoid the punishment of capital punishment, and went to the Huangji Palace to guard the old man's spirit.

The ministers didn't even bother to eat lunch, and the Fengtian Temple was noisy until the afternoon, and only then did they preliminarily agree on the name of the old saint and the temple number.

Emperor Zhaowu, the name of Wu, the temple name Gaozong.

Strong, straightforward, reasonable, and martial; The powerful enemy is called martial arts; Restraint and chaos are said to be martial; criminal and civil overcoming martial arts; Kua Zhi is more poor and said martial arts; Weiqiang Ruide said Wu; In addition to the pseudo-Ning Zhen said Wu; Mighty and powerful, far and far-reaching; The handsome people are said to be martial; Bao Da Ding Gong said Wu; Strong to shun said martial; Conquer the land and say martial arts......

With the great martial arts of the old saint, it is normal to be called a martial artist.

As for the temple number of Gaozong, it is said to cover all things with virtue; The merit is grand and high; The cover is the same as the sky.

Meritorious and virtuous, Zhaowu for 50 years, the former inheritance of Taizu, Taizong's ancestral industry, cultural and martial arts make the country and dynasty mighty, and overwhelm all directions. Later Qi Yuanyou, the foundation of the prosperous world, to create a prosperous and prosperous era.

Report to the emperor, the emperor felt that the martial word alone, simply could not show the achievements of the old sage's life, so the emperor of the holy Wenwu, the temple number was not modified because of the ancestors, and the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy drafted the sacrificial text, and the edict was widely spread to the world.

After the old lady had subsided in fever, Jia Cong not only had to take care of the family, but also had to go to the palace to assist the crown prince Liu Hong in handling the state funeral.

This busy is more than a month, Qin Tianjian agreed to the first month of the twenty-first Zigong to lead, after nearly two months of stopping, the early morning of the 21st, the old sage Zigong set off from the Huangji Palace, through the Great Xia Gate out of the Forbidden City.

The first month of the thirteenth year of Yuanyou seems to have become the saddest moment for the subjects of the country.

Emperor Gaozong ruled the country for 50 years, and many people have been bathing in his holy grace since birth.

The glorious power of the Great Xia Dynasty made Siyi submit, and the life of the common people was better than that of all dynasties.

After more than 60 years of Zhaowu and Yuanyou, the two supremes of the virtuous and martial arts have created a prosperous era of Yuanyou, and the common people have truly achieved that the old and the young have something to rely on, so that they can have a full stomach, warm clothes to cover the cold, and everyone can study......

Such a prosperous era is something that the emperors of all dynasties have not really done.

When the old sage's Zigong appeared outside the Great Xia Gate, countless people dressed in filial piety clothes and mourning clothes and holding incense and candles knelt down, crying and shaking the sky.

Men and women, old and young, at this time, no matter how high or low.

Jia Cong stood behind the prince, only to feel that the filial piety cloth that was pulling the hearse of Zigong in his hand was extremely heavy.

The cries from everywhere made Jia Cong's eyes continue to well-up with tears, these days because he was busy and couldn't care about the tears that came out of crying, at this moment it seems that he has finally found a chance to vent, and he can't stop it.

"Spirit!"

Woo woo woo~

Knock knock knock~

The sound of trumpets and war drums sounded again, and the old saint who fought all his life in the southern and northern wars was the national mourner who used the sound of the trumpet in the army to accompany him to leave.

"Good go, saint!"

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Khan on his ascension to heaven!"

"Congratulations to the saint!"

Today's capital is a white world, millions of soldiers and civilians knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, and those people in the capital were all shocked and speechless.

They could not understand why their people were so sad when a king died.

However, they did not dare to say a word at this time, because of the national mourning in these two months, anyone who has a cheap mouth will be taught to be a man by the sad people with their fists.

The scholars are burning the sacrificial texts they have written, the warriors are playing their swords and singing the war songs of the dynasty, and the men of the steppe are singing ballads in praise of the Heavenly Khan......

Crying, chanting, and singing are intertwined, and the paper money and incense are never cut off from the Azusa Palace to the city.

"Let the people go back, the first month is cold, and the emperor will not let his people go because he is sick......"

This was the third time that the emperor had ordered someone to persuade the people who were following the group, but the officials of the Ministry of Rites still came back to confess the crime.

He couldn't be persuaded!

Ten miles west of the city, there are still hundreds of thousands of people sending their saints westward.

The people of the Central Plains are so lovely, even if the old man made a lot of mistakes when he was alive, they only knew that Emperor Zhaowu gave them a stable living environment and gave them the confidence to be proud of all races.

"Your Majesty, let me wait and send it off!"

"Please allow Your Majesty to send the saint again!"

When the emperor had to stop the car and come to the end of the procession to persuade the people to go back, the people with prayer flags, inscriptions, incense and candles knelt down one after another, begging the emperor to let them follow the procession.

Looking at the road from afar, the white paper money casts a long path of sadness.

"Well, why are you doing this? If my father is still here, he will not be willing to disturb the people because of him, and you will be burdened. Let's go back! ”

The emperor has a heavenly constitution in his mouth, but today's people stubbornly shake their heads.

The leader was a Confucian man over fifty years old, and he was elected by the people to speak for them.

I saw this man holding up the umbrella of all people, and the white prayer flags on it moved with the wind, as if to express the sorrow of all people to the old saint.

"Your Majesty, the mountains are collapsing, and all the people are mourning. The saint Ze covers the world, and all the people are unrequited by their kindness, and today they are walking a hundred miles to send their sorrows, and please allow Your Majesty! ”

The capital is 100 miles away from the imperial tomb, and the common people simply and sincerely believe that walking 100 miles to send off their old saints is the only way for them to express their sorrows.

It's a pity that a hundred miles away, when it's cold and freezing, the emperor resolutely can't allow it.

"My people......"

The emperor stood on the chariot, he pointed to the road paved with paper money, and shouted as hard as he could: "I see your loyalty and filial piety, the white road with no end in sight, the last road taken by my father, the way of the people's heart, the road he is most proud of in his life......"

"Sending you a thousand miles must be goodbye at the end, let's be in this ten-mile pavilion to send my father the emperor on his last journey!"

"When the trumpets and drums of war sounded again, you will go home, be filial to your parents, take care of your children, and live your life well. On the first day of the next year, when you worship your ancestors, put a stick of incense on the throne of your father, talk about your harvest this year, and say that the country and the people are safe, which is the best gift to your father! ”

"Come, sing a song of 'No Clothes' with me......"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are ...... with your son?"

"Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son......"

Ten Mile Pavilion, paper money drifts with the wind.

The most widely sung war song of the national dynasty pierced through the dark clouds, revealing a corner of the long-lost sun, and sprinkled a beam of sunlight that shone on the sad place of Shili Pavilion.

"Congratulations to the saint!"

"Congratulations to Emperor Zhaowu of Great Xia!"

"Congratulations to His Majesty the Heavenly Khan!"

……

When Zigong was buried in the Changling Underground Palace, the emperor finally fell ill again.

Fortunately, the accompanying imperial doctor found out in time, and the fever finally subsided after a bowl of decoction.

The rituals in the sacrificial hall were carried out in an orderly manner, and the crown prince Liu Hong took the place of the emperor to officiate at the ceremony......

Xia Lingxing, the accompanying cabinet assistant, looked at the urgent music in his hand, and couldn't help but glance at Jia Yu, who was lying on the ground crying.

"Yongfeng Hou, please move, the old man has something important to discuss with you."

Jia Cong wiped a handful of tears and quietly followed the summer trip to a secluded place.

"You look at this first......"

The old man stuffed the urgency in his hand to Jia Cong, and then rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

Jia Cong opened it and was stunned by the contents after only one glance, and after taking a deep breath, he looked into the hall.

Although Yu Linlang is now under the command of the prince, the order to kill hundreds of gentry in one go is definitely not the courage and determination that the prince can have.

He wouldn't think that the old man could do it to this extent, and the only possibility was that the old saint who had been buried in the underground palace.

"The General Administration Department has already received urgent reports from the Gyeonggi state capitals, Shandong, Henan and other places, and there is no news from the distant places, but the old man estimates that it is about the same. This matter can't be suppressed! ”

Xia Lingxing's beard was torn off several times, and so many heads of the wealthy families died at once, and they were all leaders who had fought against the New Deal, and fools could see the mystery in it.

This is still after not receiving news from the distant southern provinces, where the resistance to the new policy is even worse, and the ghost knows how many people are in the list that the old sage gave to Yu Linlang.

There must be a thousand-hundred.

"You can't kill like this anymore, and the court can't have only one voice, so there is a danger of blocking the way of speech......

"I can't talk about it."

Regarding this point, Jia Cong did not agree with Mr. Xia's opinion.

Yanlu does not refer to these family gate valves.

The real way of speaking should be the opinions of the common people.

There are newspapers, and the way of speech is very smooth.

"Yu Lin Lang had already received the order to set off when the saint was seriously ill, even if we sent an order to let them come back now, it would be too late. Xia Gong, you have to believe in the wisdom of the sage, he is an old man, and he has always sought victory in stability. The people he wants to kill, every one of them has a reason to kill, you don't have to worry too much about it, the sky can't fall. ”

In the past, Jia Cong didn't dare to say this, after all, in today's Great Xia, the gentry gate valve has a great right to speak.

But after two months of national mourning, he saw the brilliant public opinion.

The prestige of the second saint among the people is far higher than he imagined before.

The mountains collapsed, and the people mourned.

Millions of people wept bitterly, and more than 100,000 people wanted to walk hundreds of miles to send their spirits.

What if the people are so popular and the world is turned upside down?

Even if the sky falls, the monarch and the people are united, what is there to fear?

Jia Cong put away the urgency, and said to Xia Lingxing: "The cabinet doesn't have to worry about this matter, I think the saint has already made a plan, and this matter depends on what my father will do in the end." ”

Zigong was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and the state funeral came to an end.

Dai Quan watched the emperor's guard of honor leave, and stayed in the imperial mausoleum with a few palace attendants who served the old sage.

Another person who stayed in the imperial tomb was Jia Yu.

"Dai Gong, in the future, we will live together together."

"You, you, let me tell you what's good!"

Dai Quan knew the reason why Jia Yu stayed, in addition to the fact that this guy was really filial, the main reason was that he wanted to do his last part for the old sage.

Back to the pot!

After the emperor returns to Beijing, Jia Yu's official title will definitely be removed.

All over the country rushed into Beijing, and the masters of hundreds of families were killed.

Yu Linlang made it clear that his identity was forcibly broken, and under Jia Yu's strong order, rumors spread everywhere that Jia Yu, the Duke of Rongguo, was pampered and arrogant, and killed people for personal vendettas.

Jia Cong didn't care, and after Chong Dai Quan gave his hand, he returned to the sacrificial hall, sat cross-legged, and while throwing paper money in the brazier, he babbled to the old sage's shrine.

……

"Then depose Jia pardon the title of Duke of Rongguo, remove him from his official position, and ban him from the imperial tomb to punish his ......"

In the end, the emperor still followed the wishes of the cabinet and almost copied the punishment that Jia Yu set for himself.

Someone in the court felt that the punishment was light, and walked out of the team and bowed down and said, "The minister is against it!" Your Majesty, Jia Yu killed so many people in broad daylight, and the communiqué's personal vendetta caused the world to be uneasy, is that it? ”

"So what do you think you should do? Do you want me to take a rope and strangle him to death? ”

The emperor was also angry, who were the people who were killed by Yu Linlang, didn't you count them in your hearts?

If I hadn't taken care of the overall situation before, I would have sent a large army to slaughter him.

Yu Linlang still left room for evil, and did not connect his clan.

If they really follow the law and examine them one by one, they will be light on the evil things that these people have done.

"Okay, you should all know in your hearts whose order Jia Yu did this, and why he did it. My father has cleared the last obstacle for me, for the court, and for all the people of the world, Zhuqing, it's time for us to do something! ”

At the last moment of his life, the old man cleared the last roadblock on the road to the New Deal.

The leaders of hundreds of family lords were forcibly killed, and the rest did not dare to speak.

The implementation of the new policy will be smoother, and the emperor is full of ambition, and the court will once again adjust the personnel of the center.

Zhou Jiong, the first assistant of the cabinet, submitted his resignation again, and the emperor allowed him to return to his hometown.

Lin Ruhai succeeded Zhou Jiong and became the youngest scholar of the first auxiliary university in the dynasty, presiding over the new coup d'état law.

The British prince Zhang Yue followed the old sage to the west, and the departure of the first person in the military urgently needed a leader.

Therefore, the emperor issued an order and appointed the first royal marshal of the dynasty for the first time.

Liu Yi, the king of Jing, served as the first governor of the Dadu Governor's Office, the general of the world's soldiers and horses, and the commander-in-chief of the military affairs of the country.

He was dismissed from his post as a deputy to the cabinet and appointed as the president of the Supervisory Yuan, supervising hundreds of officials and all the people of the world.

The title of Duke of Rongguo was succeeded by Jia Lian. At the same time, he was ordered to return to Beijing as soon as possible and serve as the envoy of the Beijing Camp Festival.

And Yongfeng Hou Jia Cong, because he returned to Beijing without an edict, his merits and demerits were compensated, and he was relieved of his post as the secretary of the Taifu Temple, demoted to the head of the Hanlin Academy, and entered the Hanlin Academy to repair the "Gaozong Record".

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Thank you for the fat brother who is still so fat and a little orange cat for the reward.

That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow, good night!

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