(forty-six)
Sunge: She actually held great power as the Queen Mother in the Ming Dynasty?
This direction has to be said to be a bit strange.
The Ming Dynasty's restrictions on women are not small.
Starting from Zhu Yuanzhang, a dark and depressive tone was set for the entire Ming Dynasty's social atmosphere.
With this background, the status of women in the Ming Dynasty was generally low.
Perhaps, she has other values that can shine.
For example, we should gradually abolish the bad habit of binding feet.
Furthermore, she can do her little bit to slightly improve the status of women.
Even if it's just a trace, that's fine.
In an instant, Sunge's state of mind of lying flat on his back was gone, and he became complacent.
Five months and more than a hundred days passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was already a cool and fruitful autumn day. Under Zhu Qiyu's constant supervision, all preparations for the personal expedition were completed.
The sky is clear, the flags are flying, and the emperor is marching in person.
This time, Sunge personally watched the army conquering Wala leave.
She believed in Zhu Qiyu, and she also believed that Ming Dynasty's good son Lang would only avenge his past humiliation instead of repeating the same mistakes.
The army gradually moved away, and Sunge glanced sideways at Queen Wang, who had a big belly next to her and had a worried look on her face.
"Queen, this battle will only have one outcome, and that is to return in triumph and wash away the old shame with blood."
"Your Majesty's name will definitely shine brightly in the history books of the Ming Dynasty."
"You can wait for the birth with peace of mind. His Majesty will return in winter."
"When the prince in your belly is born, double happiness will come to your door, and the Ming Dynasty will be waiting for you."
Queen Wang caressed her big and round belly, her eyes and brows filled with motherly love and tenderness. "Mother, I know this, but on the battlefield, there are no eyesight, so it is inevitable to worry."
Sunge pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay."
When she returned to the palace, she saw the palace guard responsible for guarding Renshou Palace coming to report in a hurry that Queen Mother Sun's body could no longer support her bones.
Sunge frowned slightly, comforted Queen Wang, and stepped into Renshou Palace again with full of impatience.
She has not had any interaction with the Queen Mother Sun for more than two years.
The desolation of Renshou Palace is terrifying.
After crossing the palace door, a few palace maids were kneeling on the ground. The room was filled with an unpleasant smell. Empress Dowager Sun was breathing out more than she was breathing in. She was lying on the bed skinny, only her eyes were wide open as if refusing to admit defeat, but If you look closely, you will find that the light has stopped gathering for a long time.
The incense burner in the hall is burning with fragrance as if it is concealed.
But because of this, the strange smell in the palace became stronger and more nauseating.
Sunge held her breath gently and stood beside the bed.
"Wu, where is that bitch Wu's wife?"
Perhaps the Empress Dowager Sun no longer recognizes people, and those eyes are like decorations.
The people in the palace looked at each other with their eyes, nose and heart, and dared not let out their anger. They desperately longed to be like a cage.
Sun Ge ordered people to remove the incense burners and open the windows. The autumn wind with a warm and cool breath slowly blew into the palace, gradually dispersing the strange smell in the palace.
After a long while, Sun Ge slowly said, "The Ai family is here."
Hearing this, Queen Mother Sun's already huge eyes widened again, and she turned her head with difficulty to see Sun Ge's face clearly with those turbid and gray eyes.
Sun Ge sighed and simply raised his hand to break off Queen Mother Sun's head.
It seems that life has really come to an end.
"Wu, Wu family."
Every word the Empress Dowager Sun spoke was extremely laborious, and there was a possibility of sudden death from breathlessness at any time.
"Aijia, Aijia had a dream."
A flash of brilliance suddenly appeared on Queen Mother Sun's face, and her whole person looked energetic.
Sunge blinked his eyes, automatically interpreting it as a reflection of light.
She was speechless, waiting quietly for Queen Mother Sun to continue stumbling to finish her last words.
Empress Dowager Sun gasped violently, "Ai Jia, the Empress Dowager of the Supreme Saint, is the only one who can be buried with the late emperor."
"The son of the Ai family is the true emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
Sunge drooped the corners of her mouth and said lightly, "There is no such thing as a holy empress dowager. This is just a dream of a down-and-out empress dowager when she is about to die."
The Queen Mother Sun's breathing slowed down, and just when Sunge thought that the Queen Mother Sun could not breathe at all and passed away, the Queen Mother Sun shook violently, stretched out her arms like dry wood and waved them back and forth, as if she wanted to grab something before she died. What, but in the end he could only fall down slumped, and those eyes did not close until he died.
Sunge frowned, looking a little sad.
She has not informed the Queen Mother about Zhu Qiyu's personal expedition.
Empress Dowager Sun did not wait for Qi Yu to return victoriously to testify who was the qualified emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Maybe if she persists for another three or two months, Empress Dowager Sun will not be so unwilling to die with her eyes closed.
Sun Ge raised his hand and closed Queen Mother Sun's eyes.
"The Queen Mother Sun passed away."
This passing time is really unlucky.
In order to personally conquer Wala, the whole court has been busy for nearly half a year. Even the ministers who were dissatisfied at the beginning gradually exerted their greatest enthusiasm under the influence of subtle influence.
The subjects of Ming Dynasty were waiting for the great victory.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
It was impossible for the departing army to turn around and return to the city because of the Queen Mother's death.
Of course, words cannot be said so absolutely.
If it was Sunge who died, Zhu Qiyu might have rushed back to pay his respects as soon as he received the news.
Therefore, Sun Ge could only handle the funeral of Empress Dowager Sun.
Thinking of Empress Dowager Sun's words before her death, she decided to fulfill Empress Dowager Sun's last wish and bury the emperor and empress together.
The courtiers who stayed in the capital praised her for her kindness and generosity.
The leaves are gradually turning yellow, the streets and alleys of the capital are covered with fallen leaves, and only dead lotus leaves and lotus leaves are left in the lotus ponds in the palace.
It was only early autumn when Zhu Qiyu went out to Beijing for his personal expedition, and now it is late autumn.
The fetus in Queen Wang's belly was born full term and was a prince.
Queen Wang's heart finally fell into her stomach.
Without the prince by her side, Queen Wang's position as queen would not be secure after all.
The legitimate son of the middle palace can not only calm the heart of Queen Wang, but also stabilize the hearts of the court officials.
When the winter chill seemed to disappear in the air, Zhu Qiyu returned to the court with his troops and won a great victory. Wala was defeated and torn apart, and it was difficult to achieve success again.
Outside the palace gate, Sun Ge looked at Zhu Qiyu who was riding a tall horse and was brave and powerful, and his heart was filled with joy.
In the history books, Emperor Jingtai, who was at the mercy of others and unable to save his wife and children under the double pressure of the Empress Dowager Sun and the courtiers, finally stood up under her day after day of deception and brainwashing.
He stood up, and so did Daming.
A white horse with a silver saddle, flying stars.
The victory of Yujia's personal conquest of Oara was never just a simple victory for Ming Dynasty.
The greatest gain is the pride and sense of belonging of Ming subjects.
Of course, Zhu Qiyu has unparalleled prestige.
No courtier would have the guts to try to control and oppress this young emperor in his prime.
Wen Neng can restore order after chaos.
Martial arts can avenge old shame.
This is what Zhu Qiyu wants.
He must have such power to continue to realize the blueprint.
There are rewards for meritorious deeds, and there are palace banquets and celebrations.
The capital was very lively for a while.
So, who should I write about? I have no inspiration.
