The next day, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became tense. Compared with the past, there were almost twice as many royal guards in the palace today!
All city gates in Chang'an have been strengthened. Almost all the Twelve Guards of the Forbidden Army are patrolling inside and outside the city gates. Even Commander Ning personally stood at the east gate to guard the city gates.
The Shence camp also strengthened its security, and sent additional troops to all the key roads and passes outside Chang'an City. General Gongsun Ce has been staying in the camp to personally deploy everything since his return. The level of martial law in the entire military camp is even higher than that of the Six Kings. The chaos is even worse.
The main hall of Taiji Palace was full of people early this morning. These officials had more or less received some news, so everyone entered the palace early and waited here.
It was quiet in the main hall, and even the sound of breathing could be heard. Time seemed to pass very slowly today, and everyone seemed to be suffering. Three important ministers, Yin Jingting, Wang Yanqing, and Chang Zhishan, were also standing in the hall. Perhaps it was some kind of tacit understanding formed over the years. The three of them unconsciously looked up at each other and looked at each other without saying a word. After a moment, they looked away at the same time - —But the brief look at each other contained endless conversations. The three of them knew very well that something big was going to happen today! Perhaps, there is more than one!
Just when everyone was extremely anxious, Chen Jinjue's voice resounded throughout the hall——
As if welcoming the dawn, everyone turned to look. After seeing the familiar figure of Emperor Tang, everyone knelt down and shouted——
"Your Majesty has arrived——"
“Long live my emperor, long live long live—”
"All the ministers are equal——"
Emperor Tang's loud voice reached the ears of every official. All civil and military officials raised their heads in surprise, and even forgot to thank Xie En and stood up. They looked at the energetic Emperor Tang and felt that he seemed to have gotten rid of the weakness of the past, as if he had returned to the energetic age of more than ten years ago overnight.
"Long live thanks—" Wang Yanqing was the first to react.
"Long live Xie——" Other officials were awakened by Wang Yanqing's voice and shouted the same.
Emperor Tang looked very happy and was not disturbed by this episode. Last night he took the small pills Zichun brought, the same kind that his husband had taken before. This pill was indeed effective. Within an hour after taking it, Emperor Tang felt much better and his cough symptoms were relieved a lot. Then his whole body became energetic, as if he had suddenly become twenty years younger. He was very satisfied with the result of his meeting with Yingping. With this excitement and the strength of the medicine, Emperor Tang sat on the dragon chair and looked at the officials below, his eyes shining with light.
"My dear friends! I have good news to tell you -" Emperor Tang stood up from the dragon chair. At this moment, he felt that his body had never been so tall and majestic in his life. Then, Emperor Tang continued with a loud voice——
"My long-lost biological flesh and blood! Just yesterday, we recognized each other——"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty——"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty——"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty——"
The high-pitched voices of the officials came and went, as if they were also happy about this.
Emperor Tang waved his hand to signal the officials to stop, and silence quickly returned to the hall.
Looking at the hundreds of officials who surrendered to him, Emperor Tang nodded with satisfaction. He continued: "Although this son has been living among the people for many years and has not stayed in the palace to receive my teachings, after all, he is of royal blood! This son is talented. Intelligent, young and ambitious! Quite talented. At the age of eight, he has read hundreds of ancient and modern books. At the age of ten, he has read a comprehensive collection of the classics and history of the Central Plains. At the age of twelve, he entered martial arts. He became enlightened in just a few months. Although he grew up in the market, he has a compassionate heart. Yu Fanchen has ambitions to fly like a swan in the sky. When he was eleven years old, he traveled thousands of miles to Chang'an to participate in the Cold Examination. Although he was not as specialized in martial arts as the disciples from the poor family, he was still outstanding in talent. Mr. Wen, a high-ranking student, was cherished by his ministers and broke the rules of the family. Accept him as a disciple, and become the first disciple of the third generation of the poor family."
Emperor Tang introduced the lost flesh and blood in a loud voice, and the love and pride between his brows were really not fake. Seeing the long-lived dragon's face, all the civil and military officials shouted in unison -
"Your Majesty, great blessings will reach heaven! Great luck to the Tang Dynasty!"
Emperor Tang felt extremely comfortable. He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had never felt so comfortable in so many years. He continued -
"When I first met this son, I was very happy! He has the shadow of my youth. He is smart, alert, and seems to have a lot of power. If he is refined, he will be a talented person in the world. After Wen Junchen learned about his life, he once said this to me about his beloved disciple: 'If you are born in troubled times, you can help the world and benefit the people; if you are born in peace, you can manage the world and govern the country'! If you have a son like this, what more can I ask for!"
Having said this, Emperor Tang's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He straightened his body and asked in a loud and unquestionable voice -
"I would like to make him the crown prince! My dear friends, do you have any questions?"
"The emperor's bloodline was lost and recovered because God felt the virtue of the Holy One! The emperor's bloodline is outstanding, and it is the wisdom of God that cherishes the Holy One and continues it! The emperor's bloodline naturally becomes the prince! The prince is responsible for the fate of our country, and now we establish the prince to consolidate our country. Dragon Vein! Stabilize the foundation of our Tang Dynasty! It is truly a blessing to the imperial court! A blessing to all the people! I have no objections!"
Wang Yanqing made an impassioned statement, praising the Tang emperor's establishment of a prince as a move that benefited the common people. Afterwards, all the officials, including Yin Jingting and Chang Zhishan, echoed loudly——
"I have no objection -"
"I have no objection -"
"I have no objection -"
All the officials followed Wang Yanqing and kept repeating this sentence.
"Okay - okay - okay -! Then I will follow God's will and respond to the people's will, and make this son the crown prince!" Emperor Tang said three 'yes' in a loud voice, which shows how serious he was at this time. happy.
'Shua——'
All the officials knelt in front of Emperor Tang and shouted in unison -
"Long live my emperor, long live the prince—thousand years old, thousand years old—"
"Long live my emperor, long live the prince—thousand years old, thousand years old—"
"Long live my emperor, long live the prince—thousand years old, thousand years old—"
...
The voices of the officials echoed in the hall for a long time. Emperor Tang looked at the ministers laughing heartily. It seemed that as long as Emperor Tang continued to laugh, the voices of support from the officials would never stop...
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After the court went down that day, a simple but grand crowning ceremony was held in Taiji Palace. Yin Jingting, Wang Yanqing and Chang Zhishan were listed in their respective positions, watching Yingping accept the canonization step by step. Although Emperor Tang kept his face serious, the joy in his eyes was obvious.
All civil and military officials are staring at Yingping - the future king of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor to whom they will be loyal in the future. However, Yingping, who was attracting the attention of everyone, always had a cold gaze. When he stood on the stage and turned to face the civil and military officials, his eyes stayed on Wang Yanqing for a moment without any expression, and then returned to normal.
In this way, Li Yingping, as the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, entered the stage of Central Plains history.
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At night, Emperor Tang was lying alone in his palace.
Twelve hours have passed, and the effect of the medicine has almost worn off, and he has returned to his previous weak appearance. He is even a little weaker than before.
Feeling that his body was getting weaker and his mind was getting more and more trance-like, Emperor Tang knew that his end was coming!
Faced with the arrival of this moment, Emperor Tang did not show any reluctance. Instead, he felt very satisfied and relieved because Yingping successfully entered the palace. On his deathbed, Emperor Tang drove out all the eunuchs and maids, leaving only one painting hanging in front of him - obviously, this was the painting with the portrait of Yingping's biological mother.
This painting was 'borrowed' by Emperor Tang from Yingping. Originally, Yingping did not want to give this portrait to Emperor Tang again, but after he refused, he couldn't bear to see Emperor Tang's lonely expression. This is the last wish of the man in front of him in this life. He just wants to see the woman he loves one more time. Even if he hates him, he can't refuse her. Therefore, Yingping 'lent' the portrait to Emperor Tang.
Emperor Tang was lying on the bed. His limbs had no strength at all. His body was heavy and light at the same time. His breath was extremely weak, but his thoughts were extremely clear. Emperor Tang looked at the painting infatuatedly, and the woman's voice and smile flashed in his mind again. A cold wind blew by, the candlelight flickered, and the sound of the window's "beep" echoed in the quiet and empty palace... .
The wind stopped, the sound disappeared, and the lonely candlelight lit up again.
When Emperor Tang saw the person in the painting clearly again, her smile was still as lively and lovely as when he first saw her fifteen years ago. Emperor Tang tried hard to recall every detail of their first encounter, subsequent acquaintance, subsequent love and final separation, as if everything was just yesterday and everything was right in front of him! Feeling these beautiful and sad past, Emperor Tang's expression was a little happy, a little sad, but then a little happy, and finally turned into expectation.
The only thing you can't go back is time, and the only thing you can't forget is old friends.
Suddenly, Emperor Tang's vision blurred, and he stretched out his hand to caress the woman in the painting - something strange happened, he seemed to see the person in the painting come to life again! The woman slowly walked out of the painting, smiled at him, then took his hand and walked towards the small building. His thoughts could not wait to follow the woman to the small building. Familiar roads, familiar palaces, and familiar figures all passed before his eyes. Emperor Tang held the woman's hand, and the two stood in the air and looked at each other, smiling, and finally landed on the small building.
A full moon hangs in the sky, and the fragrance of flowers is everywhere.
Is it a dream? Even if it is, but this time I don’t want to wake up, even if I just stay in the dream...
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I only see the lonely and widowed people in late autumn, and I go upstairs again in my dream. The bitter wine enters the throat and the heart becomes even more sad, and the absence of pretty faces makes one lose weight.
The dim light of the candle is shed in tears, and the beautiful woman is no longer there. The flowers are blooming and the moon is filling the sky, and the smile is like an old friend coming.
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The cold wind is blowing, all the candles are extinguished, a burst of incense floats by, and everything disappears...
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In the 747th year of the Central Plains, the 32nd year of Yongchang in the New Tang Dynasty, Emperor Li Xing of the New Tang Dynasty passed away. His temple name was Emperor Tang, and his posthumous title was Emperor Xiangwen.
