The reason for this is that in addition to the processing of nanmu, the process and time required to make it into usable items are extremely long. Not to mention anything else, just the harvested nanmu will take several years to dry in the shade. The requirements for the nanmu coffins required by the emperor and empress were several times higher than those used for construction, both in terms of wood and craftsmanship. A painting process takes nearly a full year. Because it was custom-made by this dynasty, both the coffin and the coffin of the emperor and empress had to be painted forty-nine times. Dry naturally after each coat of paint.
If it cannot be completed during the winter, the work will have to be stopped and the painting can be continued until the weather gets warmer next year. If the emperor or empress believed in Buddhism, the coffin would have to be filled with Buddhist scriptures and statues, which would be even more cumbersome. If you don't prepare in advance, if the emperor and empress dies suddenly, you will be in a hurry. We can't let Emperor Daxing just lie there for a year waiting for Zi Gong to finish manufacturing. Therefore, the emperors and queens of this dynasty always start preparing coffins when they succeed to the throne. After the crown prince is canonized, preparation for the coffin must also begin.
In addition to the two so-called ancestral systems on the fold, there are also precedents to follow. Although Emperor Lizong prepared the coffin in advance, the selection of the mausoleum was repeatedly delayed due to various reasons. Emperor Lizong died suddenly, and it took several years before he was buried. Although after receiving this memorial, Huang Qiong directly criticized the word "ridiculous" and sent it back. He had just succeeded to the throne and was only in his twenties, so he had to prepare a coffin for himself. Even if it is determined by the ancestors, it is really ridiculous.
However, Zhezi was sent back. But this is enough to prove that nanmu was used in great quantities in this dynasty. Moreover, because of the difficulty in obtaining materials and the cumbersome process, preparations have to be started many years in advance. Nowadays, the nanmu for the old man's mausoleum has not yet been prepared, and the Ministry of Industry is in urgent need of a large amount of nanmu for backup. In the tombs of Guilin princes in the past dynasties, especially in the tombs of the last three generations of princes, a large amount of nanmu was used. The amount of nanmu used in the mausoleums of the two generations of prefectures and ancestors of the pseudo-emperors even exceeded that of the imperial mausoleums of this dynasty.
Even the tomb of the pseudo-emperor's father and the enjoyment hall are all made of nanmu. The diameter of the pillars in the hall exceeds that of Taizong and Sejong, the largest mausoleums in Gong County. After the pseudo-emperor took over the throne of the county king, he also built a royal palace for the previous county kings on the side of the Shinto of the mausoleum, which was entirely made of red sandalwood. The ancestral temples in the mausoleum area are all made of nanmu and huanghuali. You should know that Emperor Taizong approved the use of nanmu coffins by all the princes of Guilin, but did not allow the use of nanmu in Xiangdian and other buildings.
Anyway, if those materials were left in Jingjiang Mansion, they would easily cause trouble and it would be a waste. Rather than destroying it in vain, it is better to use it. Especially those nanmu trees. Instead of spending huge sums of money, I don’t know how many people’s lives will be wasted going to deep mountains and old forests to harvest them. Might as well just use it. When the outside is covered with red paint, who will be able to tell whether it is new or old? At worst, we can just use new materials outside. Huang Qiong did this not entirely because of money, but because of the idea of secondary use.
At least it would be possible to dismantle those pillars and use them in the Qin'en Hall of the old man's mausoleum. At least it saves the hard work and huge expense of harvesting. Although the emperor is supreme, no matter how expensive the mausoleum is, the best materials must be used. But the problem is, those materials themselves are the best. In the case where those over-standard buildings cannot be preserved, it is better to reuse them. Other nanmu materials can also be handed over to the Ministry of Industry to make coffins for rewarding important ministers.
Regarding Huang Qiong's words, his mother looked at him for a long time with obvious disbelief, and then nodded slowly. But what he said next stunned Huang Qiong: "There is no need to leave a place for me in your father's underground palace. He is alive, and I accompany him through this last period, which is worthy of his friendship for me. To Over there, I won't fight with her anymore, and your father will leave her alone. And it's time for me to go back. This is the promise I made to my master many years ago, so naturally I still have to Fulfilled.”
At this point, her mother turned around and sighed quietly, speaking softly in a voice that only Huang Qiong could hear: "Actually, how have I ever really argued with her? If I really want to argue, what can she do to me? She can't do anything to me. Is there any chance to reset? If I wanted to fight, how could she and the four children still have a chance to succeed? Besides, after so many years, how could she ever win your father's sincerity? It was your father and I back then. I'm sorry for him, this matter can be regarded as a compensation for her."
"Except for Queen Daxing, there should be no room for the other concubines. This is one of the two things I promised before she left. Besides, I also told you that when your father was alive, I will stay here to accompany you and your son for a while. When one day he is gone, the fate between you and me as mother and son will be over. After what happened some time ago, your father's body has become very old. Although I have taken great pains to help him Conditioning. But no matter how hard it is, manpower can’t compete with God.”
"I am not a human being in the world of mortals. It is only because of you and my son that I am involved in this world of mortals. Now that you have grown up, there is no need for me, a mother, to worry about you anymore. Wait until your father On that day, I can let go of everything and leave. As for my granddaughter, I will take her away with me. Like me, she was not originally from this world. She came to you only because of my relationship. Wait until After she turns eighteen, I will let her come back to see you and He Yao."
Mother stopped talking and walked outside the door to look at the white clouds and blue sky. After another long silence, he said: "If I leave here, Jingniang, just accept it. How am I unclear about her thoughts in these years? It's just that I can't do without her here, so I haven't fulfilled her. Now. The children have grown up gradually, and it’s time for me to give her a future. She is still young and should not die alone all her life. What’s more, you have always had many hobbies in this area, and she is not the least of them."
If there was something in her mother's words, Huang Qiong understood the meaning. His mother told him clearly that the old man was very weak and had only a few years left. Another meaning is to tell him clearly once again that when the old man has such a day, she will leave and never come back. Despite this meaning, this was the second time his mother had told him. But compared to the first time when she didn't take her seriously, her mother's words this time made Huang Qiong's heart tighten.
But just when he was about to say something, his mother waved her hand to stop him: "I know what you are thinking, but the fate between you and me, mother and son, should have been broken by now. It's me, and I haven't. Only when you truly let go can you be attached to this mortal world. When your father is born, it will be the time for me to leave. When the time comes, don’t be sad, and don’t think about looking for me. For me, The opportunity with him and with you was forced. After so many years, I should be satisfied."
"Treating your wife and children well, and treating the people of this world well is the greatest filial piety you can show me. You are my son, and I taught you with my own hands. What kind of person are you, and do you have the ability to take on this responsibility?" I still have the foundation for this responsibility. The only thing that worries me is that you have no control over women. But you have grown up, and I have nothing to say. I just hope that you will not make the same mistake again. Your father has made the same mistakes over the years. In a word, take care of yourself."
These words, which were similar to a confession of last words, made Huang Qiong really feel a little uncomfortable. I want to say something, but at the moment I don’t know how to say it, or I don’t know what to say. He just looked at his mother silently, his eyes a little red. Looking at Huang Qiong's look, her mother said calmly: "You don't have to be sad. Your father still has some time left, and I promised him to accompany him through the last part of his life. So, I will still stay. I won’t leave here for a few years. During this period, you can visit me at any time.”
After the words fell, the mother turned around and went to the front hall where the old man was. Looking at his mother's back, Huang Qiong watched silently for a long time. It wasn't until his mother's figure completely disappeared that he turned around to see Shouyang and his daughter. But compared to the happy Shouyang, her daughter was as cold as ever towards her father. Seeing Huang Qiong coming over again, he just said "Father" and continued to look at the chess record in his hand. But seeing her daughter's little face becoming more and more like her mother, Huang Qiong felt extremely sad for a moment.
Because Huang Qiong knew that when her mother left, she would definitely take her daughter with her. As much time as he can get along with his mother, there is only so much time left with his daughter. Although he knew that the mother would not harm the child, he might even achieve a rare opportunity. But when he thought that his daughter would only be with him for a few more years, Huang Qiong felt indescribably uncomfortable. He walked to his daughter and gently touched her head. But this time, the child may feel his father's love.
In the end, Huang Qiong did not refuse the touch. He even raised his head and looked at his father strangely. In his big eyes, there was some confusion as to why the father was so sad. But he didn't refuse. The father held him in his arms. Looking at the rare and well-behaved director in his arms, who was obeying his daughter for the first time, Huang Qiong sighed softly after a long time, and her eyes turned slightly red. It wasn't until the mother and the old man walked in again that they reluctantly put down the daughter in their arms.
After having dinner with the old man, his mother, his daughter and Shou Yang, Huang Qiong reluctantly left. Back in the palace, Huang Qiong didn't go to anyone. Instead, he sat in the Wende Hall and looked at the candlelight, pondering over his mother's words over and over in his mind. After a long time, I realized that after so many years, my knowledge of my mother was still extremely limited. I am still confused as to what my mother's school is like. I know very little about my mother's life experience.
I can only guess what the relationship is between my mother, the old man, and Queen Daxing, who has finally been buried in the underground palace. But there was only one thing that Huang Qiong was clear about, and that was that her mother said that the fate between mother and son would be completely severed once the old man was gone, and that was for sure. Moreover, her mother told herself that if she really left, she would not allow herself to search for her. Even though he didn't say it explicitly, he couldn't find it even if he looked for it. But Huang Qiong also heard the meaning.
Thinking of this, Huang Qiong couldn't help but frown tightly. But there was sadness in my heart. Originally, he thought that his mother seemed to be indifferent to him. But in fact, she is her only concern. Of course, the old man can be considered one, but he is much lighter than himself. But today, Huang Qiong discovered that she was not much more important than the old man in her mother's heart. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be talking about what I’m saying today. This is the first time in so many years that my mother has said such serious words to herself.
This was the first time that she named the old man as her husband in front of her. Huang Qiong could see that the old man held a very important position in his mother's heart. My mother suffered a lot of grievances during that relationship, but she never mentioned it. Feeling a little tired, I pinched the bridge of my nose.
