Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 596 Canonized (Revised)

On the third day of September, Fuli Imperial City.

Yuan Sui quietly stared at the Twelve Shades (pronounced "Liu") Dimian that was carefully placed on the table by the palace people, with a slightly dazed expression.

Today is the day when the crown prince will be registered. In order to allow the ceremony to proceed smoothly, he rarely got up early, fell asleep at the beginning of the day, and when the rooster crowed in the fourth watch, he forced himself to get up.

After beating him sick in bed, it seemed that he hadn't got up at four o'clock for a long time.

It seems... It's been a long time since I saw those annoying courtiers.

The old man slowly stretched out his hand to caress the jade beads hanging from the emperor's crown, and his long snow-colored eyebrows loosened silently.

Thirty-five years ago, he wore the twelve-pronged imperial crown, which symbolized the power of the emperor, for the first time, and took over from the ceremonial officials the jade seal that had imprisoned him for 35 years.

And today, 35 years later, he will wear the heavy golden shackles, and pass down the cage constructed by power, fame, vanity and hypocrisy——

No, maybe for Yu Xihua, this may not necessarily be a prison cage.

If her stupid brain can be enlightened a little bit, if she learns to judge the situation... When the little bastard Ayana dominates the world, she may also be able to live in leisure and wealth for a lifetime.

Leisure and wealth...

The pupils of the emperor's eyes darkened again and again, the word "leisure" was once something he could not ask for in his whole life.

Now it's actually that stupid girl Cheap Xihua.

"Your Majesty, are you ready?" A young man's quiet and gentle voice suddenly sounded outside the bedroom door, Yuan Sui raised his eyes and saw Bai Jingzhen in court clothes.

"Your Highness and all the civil and military officials will arrive at Qingyang Palace soon." The young man lowered his brows and eyes, and Emperor Wen Yu couldn't help licking his lips when he saw him: "Jing Zhen, why are you here?"

"Today, Xihua has to be the crown prince, you, the prince and grand master, didn't you rush to Qingyang Palace with them?"

"It's not that your majesty only appointed a prince and a grand teacher, and didn't appoint other junior ministers (the third young master and the third master of the prince). The six ministers under the prince's command are not all, and the only minister is going to go alone. Looks great." Bai Jingzhen spread his hands, "The minister simply apologized to His Royal Highness and the Taifu, and came to pick you up."

"You have the nerve to blame me for this kind of thing." The old man couldn't help but roll his eyes lazily when he heard this. Could this be the third young master and third master who he didn't want to establish as the crown prince?

This is clearly because there is no suitable candidate in the court.

"However, since you are here, then you can change my clothes for me." Yuan Sui smiled, and waved his hand to screen away the palace people in the room.

He has just finished half of his Huigun (pronounced "roll") suit, and there are still some accessories that have not been put on properly, so it will not be tiring.

"Here." Bai Jingzhen cupped his hands in response, and then carefully picked up the knee pads placed on the table.

Illness is the most frustrating thing for people. Emperor Wen Yu has only been bedridden for more than two months. He was originally a strong body, but now he has become a handful of dry bones covered with skin.

Three months ago, there were not a few white hairs, but now all of them have turned into snow-colored hair.

His Majesty is too old to be old.

The young man's half-drooped eyes flicked slightly, and he calmly fastened the big belt for clothes by another three points.

This set of crowns, Emperor Wen Yu originally wore very well, but now he is helping the emperor, trying to fasten all the laces on the clothes to the tightest, wearing it, he still looks a bit loose and empty .

"Don't try it, Jing Zhen, the clothes are not tight." The old man's voice came slowly, with an indescribable lightness, "I am old, and this clothes have long been out of fit."

"Let's go, son, it's time for us to go to Qingyang Palace." Yuan Sui said, the old man who was wearing the emperor's crown was about to turn around in his wheelchair when someone stuffed a wooden stick with a dragon's head in his palm first. .

"Your Majesty, this is for you." Bai Jingzhen lowered his tone, "In case you won't be able to stand still later."

On the way from the emperor's bedroom to Qingyang Palace, Yuan Sui can still take the chariot, but according to the etiquette of Fuli, after the prince is sealed and taken, he must kneel down three times and kowtow nine times to the emperor, listen to the emperor's admonition At that time, he had to stand.

"You have a narrow mind, kid." The old man looked down at the dragon-headed cane in his hand, and couldn't help but smile a little more on his brows.

He readily accepted the cane, and even laid it across the armrest of the wheelchair just like that.

Seeing this, Bai Jingzhen moved his lips slightly, but after he hesitated for a long while, he couldn't say anything.

...That's all, His Majesty, as long as he is happy.

The young man sighed in disappointment, and then slowly pushed the wheelchair. The wooden wheel creaked when it rolled over the ground. Yuan Sui suddenly raised his head when he heard the slightly harsh sound.

"Jing Zhen, do you still remember what I told you when we came back from seeing A Yan?"

The old man's expression was kind and calm, Bai Jingzhen was slightly startled when he heard this, then he closed his eyes and nodded: "I remember."

"Well, just remember." The emperor responded, and never spoke again.

Bai Jingzhen silently pushed him into the sedan chair, and followed the sedan chair all the way to Qingyang Palace.

At that time, the high platform outside the palace was already filled with hundreds of officials, and Yuan Lingzhi, who was wearing the crown of the crown prince, had already taken her place.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, and the young man supported Emperor Wen Yu, and stepped up to the dragon-carved and gold-plated throne step by step, waiting for the emperor to sit firmly, Bai Jingzhen immediately retreated among the officials.

When the drum sounded and the trumpets sounded, all the ministers kowtowed together, and the mountain shouted "Long live".

Yuan Sui looked at the civil and military officials who were prostrate on the ground, and suddenly felt bored and bored.

He really had had enough of this.

"Everyone loves you in peace—deliver the decree." The emperor raised his sleeves, and after the ministers got up, he signaled the old eunuch to present the imperial decree he had been drafting for a long time.

"Preach the decree—" the old eunuch shouted loudly, and then delivered the imperial decree to the prime minister.

The aged prime minister took the imperial decree tremblingly, unfolded it, and tried his best to let go of his voice:
"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said:

"Since I ascended the throne under the late emperor's edict, I have devoted myself to all military and state affairs and the administration of others, and I have worked hard day and night.

"When I have been ill for a long time and my age is close to the sky, I should look up to my ancestor Mo Lie, inherit the blessings of the heaven and the earth, show the world, entrust the most important, and inherit the (pronounced "tiao") unified career, and end up as Yuanliang.

"Emperor Zier's second daughter, Princess Xihua, Yuan Lingzhi, has a respectful and modest character, a high quality, gentle manners and filial piety, and is worthy of the country's important responsibilities.

"This book contains the book of decrees, and I would like to tell the heaven and the earth that the ancestral temple of the Ming Dynasty will bow down to the country, receive your treasures, be established as the heir, and be seated in the East Palace.

In September of the 35th year of Chenhe. "

After reading the imperial decree, it was followed by receiving the seal and taking the lead. After the series of etiquettes were completed, Yuan Sui slowly got up and walked to the front of the stage under the careful support of the old eunuch, leaning on crutches .

Seeing this, Yuan Lingzhi, who had received the seal, took three steps forward, gathered the hem of his clothes, and performed the big ceremony of kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

When she finished her ceremony and stood up, the emperor on the high platform suddenly lost his eyesight.

The crutch fell to the ground, and the wooden stick hit the stone with a muffled sound.

The emperor who was once famous all over the world already leaned over, closed his eyes and fell on his back.

Under the high platform, Bai Jingzhen opened his eyes wide in bewilderment.

He could see clearly just now, before the old man closed his eyes, he silently uttered two words.

"very nice."

——He finally didn't have to be the emperor of Fuli anymore.

--very nice.

　Finished
　　Damn decree, never want to write again
　　I'm so fucking sick of writing

　　Refer to several imperial edicts that can be found
　　The key point is that the fucking Yuan Lingzhi has nothing to praise! I'm so embarrassed! ! !
　　Tomorrow must be Saturday (if you can get up)
　　I never want to write imperial edicts again! ! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)