(thirty-one)
Back then, when the late emperor was in power, the courtiers fanned the flames, and she really wanted to use a simple and crude move to drain the fire.
But, that was only then!
Now that she is in great power and has a harmonious relationship with Sheng'er and her son, there is absolutely no need to take action against a baby under one year old.
To use an inappropriate metaphor, when did the big tree see the earthworm in its eyes?
Liu Long was really not worth her taking action.
There was no other way, so Deng Sui had no choice but to send an imperial doctor to treat him with all his strength.
Sun Ge, who knew the news, estimated the time and knew in his heart that Liu Long would not escape the premature death recorded in history books.
Alas, the bloodline of Emperor Liu Zhao of Han Dynasty seems to have a short-lived gene.
"Sheng'er, is there any hope?"
Deng Sui seemed to have great confidence in Sunge, the new master of metaphysics who was self-taught.
Sunge:!?(??_??;?
She is the emperor, not the prince of hell.
"Mother, please obey fate in everything you do." Sun Ge put down the tortoise shell in his hand and said calmly.
"Then it's time to prepare for the funeral." Deng Sui explained.
Deng Sui was worried, but not just because Liu Long was about to die.
What she was worried about was that there was no successor to the late emperor's bloodline. Would it be possible that he would still have to adopt another family?
"Sheng'er, do you want to take a wife and have concubines?"
Deng Suiyu would never stop dying unless he was shocked.
Sunge: What kind of crazy words are these?
"Mother, I am only eight years old!"
Sun Ge weakly emphasized.
Deng Sui looked embarrassed, coughed slightly, and then said, "What if you are gifted."
Sun Ge lay at her desk and wailed, she really couldn't do it.
Amidst Sun Ge's wails, Deng Sui left in a hurry.
Deng Sui also knew that she was impatient.
The imperial doctor's treatment around the clock still failed to save Liu Long's life from the hands of the Lord of Hell.
Liu Long died young, and before Deng Sui had time to express his feelings, floods occurred again in six states, and the people were still miserable.
Immediately afterwards, a meteorite fell from the sky in Chenliu County.
Deng Sui had a vague suspicion in his heart, whether God wanted to destroy her or the big man.
Deng Sui expressed his worries to Sunge: "Historical records record that Emperor Guangwu fought against the 400,000-strong army of Wang Mang's new dynasty. Meteors fell into the camp at night, and clouds like broken mountains during the day fell. All scholars are tired of lying down."
"First there were meteorites falling from the sky, then there were strong winds and tiles flying, and there were heavy rains. The Nian River surged. More than 10,000 members of the New Army waded into the water and were drowned. The Nian River was unable to flow."
"At this point, the main force of the new army was destroyed. At that time, everyone was sighing that the son of destiny was the rise of the Han Dynasty."
"But now, isn't it the other way around?"
After all, the meteorite falling from the sky was so magical that it was difficult for Deng Sui not to think more about it.
Sunge was silent, and the life of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu could only be summed up with the word "show".
The sky is beautiful and the earth is beautiful, and the God of creation is beautiful.
According to historical records, Liu Xiu's life was full of legend and fantasy.
In the year of his birth, Caiyang County, Nanyang County, had a great harvest, and even one stem had nine ears. It only took three years from the time of rebellion to the time he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.
Later generations ridiculed that the battle between Wang Mang and Liu Xiu was a battle between the time traveler and the son of the plane, and the time traveler was defeated miserably.
Thinking of this, Sunge didn't know how to persuade Deng Sui for a while.
After all, there is Liu Xiu, Xiuer, in front of him.
Fortunately, Deng Sui's heart is stronger than she imagined. She will be worried, panicked, and even show vulnerability in front of her relatives, but she will never give in.
After a brief period of confusion and difficulty, Deng Sui once again continued sailing on the giant ship of Han.
After experiencing the rebellion in the Western Region and the winter hailstorm, she finally made it to the end of her first year in power.
This has been the hardest year she has ever had.
In just one year, Deng Sui felt all kinds of feelings and helplessness. She never knew that if she wanted to be a superior person, it would be difficult for her to do so.
So much suffering.
But she didn't dare to slack off or shirk the blame.
Deng Sui kept in mind that the welfare of the people came first.
Tired?
It's tiring.
But after deep fatigue, unlimited energy will continue to spurt out.
Compared to living in the harem, she still prefers everything now.
I hope that from next year, God will be kind to her for her hard work and hard work this year.
Otherwise, she will inevitably become a temptress who confuses yin and yang in the words of officials and causes imbalance between heaven and earth.
Sheng'er said that the heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs; the saints are unkind and regard the common people as stupid dogs.
The heaven and earth are so vast, treating all things equally.
God does not have so much leisure and leisure, nor is he so narrow-minded and obsessed with gender.
As far as heaven is concerned, she, the late emperor, is no different.
Well, she was healed by those words.
"here we go again?"
Deng Sui looked at the chamberlain on the side and asked knowingly.
Liu Qing, the king of Qinghe, suddenly became seriously ill and wrote to the court, asking her to allow Liu Qing to be buried next to the tombs of his biological mother Song Daguiren and Song Xiaoguiren's sisters, Fan Zhuoquan, so that he could accompany his filial mother after death.
After Liu Qing, the king of Qinghe, wrote the letter, Liu Hu, who was left as a hostage in the capital, began to kneel outside Zhangde Hall day after day, begging to return to the feudal country to show his last filial piety.
The momentum was strong, and there was a lot of support from the DPRK and China.
But she neither planned to agree to Liu Qing's request, nor did she plan to grant Liu Hu a feudal status.
There was neither a lawsuit nor a posthumous title for the noble lady of the Song Dynasty. She is still a guilty concubine today. If she agreed to the request of Qinghe King Liu Qing in the letter, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the late emperor and Emperor Zhang of Han Dynasty.
What's more, the feudal royal family cannot be obtained unless necessary.
In this case, it is most in line with the laws of the Han Dynasty to die in the feudal country and be buried in the feudal country.
As for Liu Hu, with such a high profile at the moment, isn't it because he is afraid that he will not be able to inherit the title of King Qinghe in the end?
The person who reacted the least to this incident was Geng, the wife of Qinghe King Liu Qing, who remained the same as before.
"Let him come in."
Deng Sui's face was expressionless and he was not angry.
After a while, Liu Hu followed the chamberlain and entered the palace step by step. His expression was helpless and there seemed to be undried tears on his cheeks.
Deng Sui seriously suspected that it was freshly applied saliva.
With such a strong wind outside, even the tears should be dried.
"The Queen Mother."
As soon as he saw Deng Sui, Liu Hu plopped down and knelt on the ground.
Deng Sui was speechless and watched Liu Hu's performance quietly.
With this qualification, where is the right person to be a spare tire reserve king? Was she blind back then?
"The Queen Mother, I heard that my father is seriously ill, and Hu'er is very worried."
"Hu'er has been favored by his father since he was a child. His father is ill and he is unable to serve him, which is a great act of unfilial piety. Now his father is seriously ill. If he cannot return to his kingdom to see his father, he may not be able to feel at ease in this life."
"I also ask the Queen Mother to agree to Hu'er's request for the sake of Hu'er's filial piety. Hu'er will definitely tie a grass ring around her head to show her gratitude."
While pleading and crying, he vividly created the image of a filial son.
"Filial piety moves heaven."
"I am happy for King Qinghe, but it is precisely because you are his favorite son that I want to keep you in Luoyang to enjoy your happiness!"
