"Okay, it's settled." Zhu Biao was overjoyed. This method could be said to be a perfect solution to the problem of placing these concubines.
If you build a temple to house these concubines, they will not be short of food and clothing. More importantly, as a royal family temple, it must be heavily guarded and cannot be accessed by outsiders. Since then, it has naturally perfectly avoided unpleasant things happening.
And because of the great righteousness of praying for his father, no one could tell him anything was wrong.
The stone in Zhu Biao's heart was removed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand, "The matter of sacrifice and burial is related to the Ming Dynasty. You should stop it by me and withdraw from the court!"
"Long live my emperor!" Naturally, the ministers had no objection and immediately bowed down.
...
West Palace, East Palace.
Long before Lao Zhu died, he urgently ordered forty-six concubines to rush here.
These concubines gathered here, not knowing what would happen. But after these days, everyone has already guessed the truth.
Burial!
These two were like evil ghosts in the night. The moment someone said it, fear filled the hearts of all the concubines. Although the ancients emphasized the three obediences and the four virtues, and there is also a saying that "the emperor allows his ministers to die, but they have to die", but in the face of death, these concubines have a hundred reluctances in their hearts. Even if they are buried by the emperor, they are not happy. You only have one life, who is willing to give up his precious life to do meaningless things? Moreover, these concubines are not very old, some are even young girls.
As a result, the previously quiet east side hall suddenly turned into a scene of crying. Some concubines were crying quietly, some were bidding farewell to their parents loudly, some were bowing their heads in silence, and some were walking around in the hall, stopping every step of the way. As he walked, his voice became more miserable, and his appearance was very pitiful.
Although the tables in the east side hall were already filled with delicacies and delicacies, facing the tragic ending of the burial, the concubines had no appetite at all and could not drink even a sip of soup.
Just like this, get through it day by day.
Until this day, the east side of the palace, which had been closed with heavy palace doors, was opened from the outside today.
This sudden change not only failed to give any kind of concubine any hope, but instead shocked them. Many young concubines even turned pale in an instant, screamed uncontrollably, and fled around the palace.
But surrounded by high palace walls, where can weak women like them escape to?
Wang Yue frowned slightly as he looked at the concubines running around screaming. Then he showed a fat smiling face and said: "I'm here to pay my respects to you ladies. Please don't panic. It's a good thing!"
It would have been better if Wang Yue didn't say that. As soon as he said that, those concubines were frightened and turned pale.
A rather bold concubine pointed at Wang Yue angrily and said: "You dog slave, you can't even think of deceiving us? The emperor wants to bury us, right?"
Wang Yue shook his head repeatedly and replied humbly: "Your Majesty, I have misunderstood. Your Majesty had absolutely no such intention."
"Slave dog, you don't have to lie to us with your pretense. Isn't the reason why you came here today just to send us on our way?"
The more Wang Yue saw him explaining, the more frightened and panicked the concubine became. After thinking about it, he simply lowered his face and shouted loudly: "Quiet!"
Being startled by his loud shout, all the concubines were so frightened that they stood still and did not dare to move. Naturally, they did not dare to cry or scream.
Wang Yue was too lazy to explain too much and directly took out the imperial edict and preached: "The emperor is destined to be carried by heaven, and the edict says:...However, God has the virtue of good life, and ants still live in vain. I am determined to build a family temple, ladies and gentlemen. They all cut off their hair and became nuns, and went to their family temples to pray for their father..."
By the time Wang Yue finished reading the imperial edict, all the concubines seemed to be immersed in a dream.
"Go to the family temple to pray? Well, then we don't have to be buried?"
"Stupid, of course I don't have to."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for showing mercy!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness~"
Voices echoed in the east hall, and all the concubines knelt down regardless of the mess on the ground.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The emperor's kindness has indeed benefited the people."
However, building a family temple is not something that can be done in a day or two. Even if Zhu Biao has immediately ordered the Ministry of Works to build it, it will still take some time. During this period of time, these concubines could only be temporarily accommodated in the east side hall.
However, the east side hall is now different from the lifelessness of the past, and all the worries in the hearts of the concubines have disappeared. Seeing the table full of delicacies and delicacies, all the concubines who had not thought about food or tea for several days immediately stared at the hot meals on the table like evil wolves.
Soon, the auspicious day for Lao Zhu to enter the mausoleum arrived.
Qin Tianjian was disgraced last time when it suddenly rained heavily on the chosen auspicious day. If monk Zong Lai hadn't said something at that time, the first person to be killed would have been someone from the Qintian Prison.
If something went wrong again in Lao Zhu's burial process this time, Han Du didn't know if Zhu Biao would be so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but Lei Lei would definitely be furious.
Fortunately, Qin Tian's calculations were good this time. The day before Lao Zhu's funeral was clean and sunny, and it looked like a rare and auspicious day.
On the official day of burial, Zhu Biao would personally support the coffin and send Emperor Daxing to the underground palace. After everything is enshrined, the stone gate will be sealed, and then Zhu Biao will lead everyone to perform the "succession ceremony".
Just when he was about to seal the stone door, the old eunuch suddenly stood up and walked straight towards the stone door.
"What do you want to do?" an official from the Ministry of Etiquette suddenly shouted.
Such movement naturally attracted Zhu Biao's attention.
The old eunuch was wearing a bright red python robe and holding his whisk in his hand. He was still standing next to Lao Zhu as usual, combing his gray hair meticulously.
He slowly turned around and bowed deeply to Zhu Biao. He straightened up and said: "Your Majesty, this slave is a disabled person, and the Emperor Daxing will not abandon him and allow him to stand on the throne of Dan. This is a blessing that his ancestors have never been able to cultivate. Today the Emperor Daxing went underground, slave. ... I am afraid that there will be no one around Emperor Daxing who understands both coldness and warmth. I will follow Emperor Daxing underground today, please give me your permission!"
Zhu Biao frowned slightly and wanted to stop him.
Han Du on the side sighed and said: "When a scholar dies for his confidant, his heart has already followed Emperor Daxing. Even if the emperor keeps him, he is nothing more than a walking corpse. Let him go!"
When the old eunuch heard this, he laughed happily and said, "Han Du, you really understand our family's heart."
"My father-in-law is of high moral character and is not inferior to famous people. Han Du admires me! Han Du congratulates my father-in-law!" Han Du straightened his clothes and bowed solemnly to the old eunuch.
Han Du paid his respects this time to thank the old eunuch for his care in the past. Although Han Du had bribed the old eunuch, Han Du knew that based on what the old eunuch did for him, his bribe was simply insignificant.
Although there was no conclusive evidence, Han Du felt many times that the old eunuch had saved him from danger several times.
But the old eunuch never mentioned these things in front of him once. Han Du didn't know why he helped him so much, but Han Du acknowledged his kindness.
Wang Yue looked at the old eunuch with a horrified expression. He couldn't figure out why the old eunuch would choose to be buried. You know, Wang Yue just saw a group of concubines who were scared to death when they heard that they were buried a few days ago, but the old eunuch chose to go underground.
As the saying goes, there are only one emperor and one minister, and this is especially true for eunuchs like Wang Yue. Now that he is taking advantage of the emperor's east wind, he will surely rise rapidly. But in his heart, he did not regard Wang Yue as a thorn in his side. Anyway, it is impossible for the emperor to continue to use the old eunuch. What should he, the famous person beside the emperor, have to worry about?
But the old eunuch's actions gave him a deeper understanding of the word "loyalty" for the first time.
Seeing the old eunuch's firm eyes, Zhu Biao had no choice but to help him, "Yes!"
The old eunuch bowed and said, "I thank the Emperor for your kindness!"
After praying, he stood up, turned around, and walked step by step into the mausoleum gate in full view of everyone, until he was completely swallowed up by the dark hole and could no longer be seen.
"Seal the door!"
With a chant from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the heavy stone door was lowered, completely isolating the inside and outside of the mausoleum.
On the fourth day of the first lunar month of the following year, Zhu Biao worshiped the emperor in Yuanqiu in the southern suburbs.
The year name is Xiaokang!
This year is the first year of Xiaokang, which ushered in the era when Zhu Biao ruled the world. And on the day he ascended the throne, Zhu Biao appointed Han Jingyun as queen.
Since his father died and Zhu Biao had not seen his brothers for a long time, he took this opportunity to keep the kings in the capital for a month to express his longing for him.
In addition to the kings, the governors of the Ming Dynasty also happened to return to Beijing at the end of the 31st year of Hongwu to report on their duties. Although the governors did not catch up with the state funeral due to Lao Zhu's edict, all the governors who came back also went to Xiaoling to pay homage in person.
It is precisely because of this that the candidates for the governor's offices in the world should have been determined long ago, but it has been delayed until now.
On the second day after Zhu Biao officially assumed the throne as emperor, the six ministries submitted a memorial requesting that the candidates for the governor-general's offices be determined as soon as possible and handed them to Zhu Biao.
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Han Mansion!
The middle door was wide open today, and Han Du stood at the door as if greeting someone.
Such an unusual behavior naturally caused the people passing by to stop and stare.
"What's going on? The middle door of Zhenhaihou Mansion is wide open. Is this the emperor coming?"
"That's not necessarily the case. If the Queen returns home, the Han Mansion will naturally open its central gate."
"That's right. Could it be that the Queen is going home to visit her relatives?"
While everyone was guessing, two carriages turned in from the end of the street and drove slowly to the entrance of Han Mansion.
