Difficulty concubine

Chapter 212

From returning home in a hurry, to when Qi Wangzhi was canonized as the crown prince, it was only three days before and after, the old emperor actually wanted the Zen seat, not to mention that others envied Jiao Niang, even Jiao Niang herself had an unreal feeling of stepping on the clouds, On the vulgar side, it's like golden rain falling from the sky, but only you can see it. That kind of secret joy can only be felt and cannot be expressed in words.

Although it is an indisputable fact that the old emperor's Zen position is already indisputable, Qi Wangzhi has to do his best. Every morning before dawn, he enters the palace and mourns with the old emperor. How can Zen be located in the son-in-law."

In fact, the old emperor was a little bit reluctant, but he cared more about the inheritance of his heirs than about rights. Instead of letting the boss think that he still has the possibility of being restored, and making the two sons fight each other with constant petty tricks, it would be better to kill them directly. His thoughts were to prevent him from angering his youngest son, and he would settle accounts with him after a hundred years, although he was not sure whether the eldest son could live with him.

The old emperor understood clearly that he was going to take the ex-prince down to the south of the Yangtze River as soon as he took the throne, and he would not stay behind to prick his younger son's eyes. Qi Wangzhi's persuasion first showed a look of gratification, and then sighed with emotion: "I have been in the country for more than forty years, but I have never seen the world I govern with my own eyes. Now is the time to go out and have a look." " As he spoke, he patted Qi Wangzhi's shoulder, and said earnestly, "I'm relieved to leave this country in your hands."

This fatherly love scene lasted for a full seven days, and then Qi Wangzhi took advantage of the situation and chose an auspicious day to become emperor. Because the old emperor was still alive, the enthronement ceremony was not easy to hold too grandly, but the Ministry of Internal Affairs was afraid Having offended the new emperor, while rushing for time, he held the enthronement ceremony in a lively and festive way.

Qi Wangzhi didn't care whether the enthronement ceremony was grand or not. In his opinion, as long as he wanted, he could always find a name to hold various ceremonies. What he was worried about right now was moving to the palace. After all, only those who really entered the palace, He is the real emperor.

As soon as the old emperor stepped into the Zen seat, he took the former prince away neatly. Before leaving, he did not forget to make proper arrangements for the concubines in the harem, and arranged them all to live in the palace, and took away the imperial concubine alone.

As soon as space was vacated in the palace, Qi Wangzhi ordered the female family members of the Prince's Mansion to enter the palace. Under the escort of the Imperial Forest Army, a group of female family members moved into the imperial city in a mighty manner.

The soft sedan swayed lightly, and I heard Fu Hai, who had been here early in the morning, said in a high voice: "Master, Zhaoyang Palace has arrived, and the servant respectfully invites the master to get off the sedan chair." , called by the nobleman.

Getting down from the soft sedan chair, holding Tonggui's hand, Jiaoniang lightly raised her eyebrows to look at Zhaoyang Palace, and asked casually: "Which old lady originally lived in this palace?"

Fu Hai smiled flatteringly, bent his body and replied: "As for the nobleman, the original residence was Concubine Shu. This Zhaoyang Palace was called Chengxiang Palace before, but the emperor changed its name to Zhaoyang Palace."

Jiao Niang smiled slightly and said, "Zhaoyang Palace, I like this name."

Fu Hai led Jiao Niang into the main hall, and said as he walked: "The emperor said, if the nobleman doesn't like it, I will let the people from the House of Internal Affairs repair it when I have time in a few days."

Jiao Niang looked at it casually, and saw that the building in Zhaoyang Palace was quite like a small building in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was a kind of graceful and meticulous everywhere, which was quite to her liking, so she smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Trouble, that's fine."

(End of this chapter)