As for what the eldest prince wanted to do to the Holy Emperor, Zhong Rong made no other guesses other than fighting for the throne.
The Zhong family has always been loyal to the current emperor, so they will not do anything to cause trouble.
Thinking of this, Zhong Rong was ready to wait for the opportunity, and then he looked at Zhong Jinan and Zhong Jinhua beside him to hint. As expected of a father and son, the three of them immediately understood each other, so when Zhong Rong walked towards the Yangxin Hall, Zhong Jinan and Zhong Jinhua were covering him.
It is said that to capture the thief first, capture the king. Without the leading sheep, the rest of the flock is just a pile of scattered sand.
Seeing that Commander Lu was dead, the soldiers and guards present threw away their swords and guns. Many of them, like Zhong Rong, had been deceived by Commander Lu's name as escort. Now that they knew the truth, they were naturally eager to get over it as soon as possible.
Because of this, the eldest prince's close soldiers were quickly subdued.
Therefore, the eldest prince, who had dreamed of ascending to the throne just a quarter of an hour ago, has now become a nobody in the general public.
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Perhaps because he was angry, Emperor Jingkang, who was already exhausted, could not even get off the ground the next day.
After the imperial doctor saw it, he had no choice but to say that the minister was incompetent.
This means that no medicine can cure anything.
After hearing this, all the court officials were inevitably sad. Especially old ministers like Qin Yu burst into tears when they learned that the emperor was critically ill. How could the emperor and his ministers not feel uncomfortable after working together for many years? There are also people who are good at digging into camps and quickly plan what will happen after the change.
Although Emperor Jingkang had not yet appointed a prince, the eldest prince was imprisoned, and the second prince was already out of the game the moment Qiu Youye, Minister of War, was beheaded.
Judging from the fact that the third prince handled the government affairs on his behalf, everyone knew that if nothing unexpected happened, the next master they would be loyal to would be the third prince.
Compared to the courtiers who found it hard to accept, Emperor Jingkang was calm. No one has died since ancient times. Although he is called Long Live, no one knows that there is no one in this world who truly lives Long Live.
Emperor Jingkang thought that he had been in power for more than forty years and that the rivers and seas were clean and the country was peaceful and the people were safe. He had lived up to the trust of the late emperor.
By the way, there is also the food that the people rely on for survival. Emperor Jingkang quickly thought about this year's rice harvest, and he didn't know how effective the new planting method would be.
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The courtiers only thought that the Holy Emperor would have a great success soon, but half a month passed, and the dragon bell that made everyone worried has not yet sounded.
At this time, everyone couldn't help but think better, wondering whether the Holy Emperor's illness had improved. Only the third prince knew that his father was waiting for food memorials reported from various places.
However, as the reports from various states arrived in the capital one after another, the third prince also immediately read them to Emperor Jingkang who was on the sickbed. However, the third prince discovered that his father, despite his face, heard that the food harvests in various places exceeded previous harvests. There was a smile on his face, but there was still expectation in his eyes.
At that time, Emperor Jingkang had been without water for three days, and since yesterday, all the princes and princesses had been guarding the Yangxin Hall.
Seeing his father holding on for a breath, the third prince suddenly remembered that the memorial from Shizhou Mansion had not been sent yet, so his father was not still waiting for the report there, right?
Sure enough, as if to confirm the third prince's guess, the corners of Emperor Jing Kang's mouth moved on the couch. The third prince leaned closer to listen and heard the words "Lin Xiuzhuan".
Li Zhen burst into tears. He remembered what his father said to him at the beginning of the year. My father said that he hoped that the rice harvest in Shizhou Prefecture would be even better this year.
What Li Zhen was thinking at that time was that such a good harvest was unprecedented, and it would be difficult to surpass it again.
But Emperor Jingkang didn't think so. It was said that the first time they grow, the second time they ripen. The further back they go, the more advanced their planting experience will be. It is not impossible to surpass the previous ones.
On September 29th, the memorial from Shizhou Mansion was finally delivered.
Taking the report from Eunuch Wu, the third prince quickly went to the bedside. At this time, Emperor Jingkang was already on his deathbed. When he heard the three words "Shizhou Mansion", he moved his eyelids.
Seeing this, the third prince did not waste any time. After unfolding the memorial, he read loudly, "Wei minister Lin Yuanqiu, the prefect of Shizhou Prefecture, reported to your Majesty that this year's rice harvest has been completed and the field tax has been collected and collected. Your Majesty, Shizhou Prefecture From the 2,370 hectares of paddy fields, a total of 1,066,500 dan of rice was harvested, which was 1,320 dan more than last year. After reporting this to the Holy One, the ministers were very happy. It is often said that when the year is good, the rice will be harvested. The abundance of cars and crops, the abundance of food, is a blessing to the people, and it can also stabilize the world, and the great scenery will ensure that the country will prosper for all generations..."
Emperor Jingkang smiled and closed his eyes slowly, as if he was asleep.
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The death knell of Emperor Jingkang finally rang, with forty-five clanging sounds, symbolizing the emperor's nine-fifth year.
In less than half a cup of tea, white cloth was hung on the door of every house in the city. People consciously put on plain clothes, and the lanterns at home were also replaced with white. Thinking of Emperor Jingkang's diligent service to the people, all the people couldn't help crying.
After ascending to the palace, the funeral official was appointed. Hundreds of civil and military officials dressed in plain clothes entered the palace to express their condolences, and the emperor's family wept like a ritual. The funeral official began to take care of Emperor Taizong's funeral affairs. Taizong is the temple name of Emperor Jingkang, which means carrying forward the ancestor's legacy.
A country cannot live without a king for a day. The emperor's funeral was an irreversible fact. For the courtiers of the Great Jing Dynasty, this was not the time to cry with sadness. The top priority was to support the new emperor to inherit the throne and bring peace to the world.
Emperor Taizong's last edict was soon announced to the world in the presence of cabinet ministers. As the courtiers suspected, the candidate for the new emperor was none other than the third prince Li Zhen.
The courtiers immediately knelt down and saluted the new king, "Long live my emperor!"
As for the day when he ascends the throne, he has to wait until Qin Tianjian selects an auspicious day.
The new emperor quickly issued the first imperial edict, ordering Zhong Rong to take over the post of commander of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing and be responsible for the security of the capital during the funeral of the late emperor.
The courtiers were not surprised by this arrangement. They still remembered that on the day the eldest prince usurped the throne, it was all thanks to Captain Zhong to save the day, so it was normal for the new emperor to entrust him with important tasks.
I just don’t know when Zhong Xiaowei was used by the Holy One.
Zhong Rong ignored the speculations of others. He still had the same idea as before, that is, he was only loyal to the current emperor.
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Lin Yuanqiu learned the news on the third day after Emperor Jingkang's death. Although he was mentally prepared, when it actually happened, he still felt a little sudden and uncomfortable.
The government office quickly posted a national mourning notice. During this period, officials and ordinary people were not allowed to have fun for one hundred days and were not allowed to slaughter for seven or forty-nine days. During national mourning, brightly colored clothes are also not allowed. As for the marriage, it can only be postponed until a hundred days later.
It is now October, and the hundred days just include New Year's Eve and the entire first month of the coming year. Therefore, it is rare that the Lin family does not have a festive atmosphere during this year's New Year.
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On the eighth day of February, Li Zhen officially ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, changing the country's name to Jingchang. Chang means prosperous and prosperous, implying the future prosperity of Da Jing Dynasty.
In the eyes of the courtiers, when a new emperor ascends the throne, it is natural that he must take some actions, such as eliminating the influence of several other princes, and then lavishing awards and favors on close associates to consolidate his power.
What is surprising is that Emperor Jingchang did not do this. Except for Amnesty for the World and Kai Enke, Emperor Jingchang only granted one male and one uncle. The "gong" was naturally the queen's natal family. According to convention, the queen's His father was named Chengen Gong. The person who was named Jing Yuanbo was really surprising. It was only today that the courtiers knew that Commander Zhong actually saved the Holy Lord, who was the third prince at that time, when he was in Yongning Prefecture.
I have to say, this man is really lucky.
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In the past few days, Lin Yuanqiu had been wondering why he hadn't received the paperwork for his return to Beijing to report on his work.
He has been serving as the prefect of Shizhou for three years. Logically, the official report on his duties should have been issued to him years ago.
Lin Yuanqiu wondered whether it was because he was busy with the late emperor's funeral that the report of his duties was postponed.
Unexpectedly, within two days, an imperial edict suddenly came from the capital. The official who announced the decree was Xiao Guizi. Lin Yuanqiu had met him when the third prince came to Saibei.
But at this moment, Lin Yuanqiu's mind was entirely focused on the imperial edict, because he had been promoted. The emperor had promoted him two levels and directly appointed him as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and he would take office in two months. Therefore, he was about to Back to the capital.
Thinking that when they went back, they would set off as a whole family. Lin Yuanqiu did not delay. After seeing off the father-in-law, he quickly returned to Houya and told his grandparents, parents, and Yurou about the matter.
By the way, thinking of the good news Xiao Guizi told him, Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly said to his wife, "Yu Rou, the Holy Father has given the title of Uncle Jing Yuan to his father-in-law."
Hearing that her father had been given a title by grace, Zhong Yurou didn't react for a moment. When she saw her husband's determined eyes, Zhong Yurou couldn't help but blush. She still remembered the difficulty of her father's stay in the Jingzhou camp. Now my father has finally achieved something.
As for Lin Sanzhu, he was already overjoyed because his son had been promoted to a high official. Now, coupled with the big happy event of his in-laws, his smiling mouth never closed.
Mrs. Feng was also full of joy, happy for her son, and also for her two young grandchildren. Her Mo Yi and Mo Yan now have a grandpa who acts as uncle.
Lao Lintou and Wu were naturally laughing so hard that they couldn't even see their eyes.
But after a while, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but become anxious, "Hey, you said we have to go back to the capital, what should we do with the workshop?"
Upon hearing this, Ms. Feng immediately became anxious, "Yes, what should we do with our embroidery workshop? We just hired a dozen more embroidery workers the day before yesterday. It's hard to let them all go back."
Besides, the embroidery workshop now employs many people to do embroidery work. If it suddenly closes, these women will be very sad.
Thinking of the smiling faces of the women every time when wages were paid, Zhong Yurou also felt that closing the workshop would not be a problem, but she could not think of a good way.
Regarding the arrangements for the workshop, Lin Yuanqiu had actually already made plans in his mind, so he quickly gave his own ideas.
When they heard that the workshop was handed over to Xiu'e and the others, Wu, Feng, and Zhong Yurou couldn't help but nod, yes, why hadn't they thought of such a good idea?
In this way, they don't have to worry about female workers losing their money-making jobs.
Xiu'e and the others had learned a lot of embroidery patterns from them before, so it was not difficult to run the workshop well.
What's more, merchants will come directly to collect the finished embroidery. Xiu'e and the others only need to lead others to complete the embroidery work.
Now that she had made up her mind, Mrs. Wu did not delay and quickly asked her mother-in-law to invite Xiu'e and others to come over so that they could discuss the workshop together.
Lao Lintou, on the other hand, sent his servants to inform the eldest master and the second master that their family was about to return to the capital.
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For Xiu'e and the others, being able to take over the workshop was an unexpected and happy event.
Although they are living a happy life now, the twenty-seven former mountain wives, including Xiu'e, will never forget the tragic experience in Wushan. So they hope that they can take over the good deeds of the old lady and them and help poor women.
As for the manpower to manage the embroidery workshop, there is no need to worry. Counting the peach blossoms who married to Dinghu County, there are twenty-seven of them. Plus their respective husbands, there are more than fifty people. With such a With so many manpower, there is no need to worry about running the workshop poorly.
Therefore, within three days, the handover was completed between Shizhou Mansion and Yongning City, as well as the three workshops in Dinghu County.
Regarding the next candidate for Shizhou Prefect, Emperor Jingchang did not send another official, but directly promoted Gao Tongzhi to the position of prefect. He Tongsuan was also promoted one level, and now he is He Tongzhi.
Gao and He knew that the reason why they were promoted this time was all because of the new rice planting method, which was because of Lord Lin's credit.
It was a long way to the capital, and he was worried that his parents would not be able to bear the travel on the road. As before, Lin Sanzhu went to the drug store to buy ginseng and came back. Except for the children at home, everyone else stewed the soup and drank it several times, including Qin Xiucai.
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On the day Lin Yuanqiu left, Gao Zhifu and He Tongzhi came to see him off early, as well as all the scribes and government officials.
There were many people waiting at the gate of the government office. When they saw the prefect coming out in a carriage, many people couldn't help but shed tears.
Thinking about the new houses in the city, and then thinking about the current warehouses full of grains, all these are because they have a prefect who is dedicated to the people.
Lin Yuanqiu saw many familiar faces in the crowd, including the three Yang sisters, the villagers of Housi Village, and, yes, Xiu'e and the others.
Looking at the babies in their arms, Lin Yuanqiu quickly remembered how happy his grandmother was every time she heard that one of Xiu'e and the others had given birth to a baby.
Seeing you off thousands of miles away, we must say goodbye in the end. Lin Yuanqiu bowed his hands to everyone and said goodbye. After saying goodbye to everyone, he picked up his robe and got into the carriage.
The driver raised his whip, and the carriage clattered toward the city gate.
"Master, look at it!"
Ping An and the coachman were sitting at the front of the car. When he saw many people standing at the city gate, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Hearing this, Lin Yuanqiu hurriedly opened the curtain and looked outside, only to see that the usually empty city gate was now darkly filled with people.
They were all people who saw him off.
When Lin Yuanqiu saw the young men in the escort, he realized that these people were not only from Shizhou Prefecture, but also many people from Yongning City and Dinghu County.
After a while, three old men from Dinghu County, Yongning Prefecture, and Shizhou Prefecture came over, each holding a red umbrella covered with fine cloth strips. Their solemn appearance made Lin Yuanqiu immediately think of These red umbrellas are unusual.
Lin Yuanqiu's heart was beating hard, and tears could not help but fill his eyes.
This should be the Wanmin Umbrella, right?
