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The first year of the ceremony.

The son of Nanliang's new monarch, Sang, came to the throne, known as Emperor Xuan.

Emperor Xuan ascended the throne before the chaos of the army at the gate of Baibi City, and he suffered many arrows, so that there was no court event in Nanliang for half a month later.

In this way, the main hall of the palace was more deserted than usual, but the letters coming in from Jingxuan Pass became more urgent day by day.

The genius was just ignoring, and Fu'an ordered people to quietly close the gate of Jingning Palace, and then walked lightly to the table in the main hall.

The person sitting on top of the desk was wearing a brocade blue official dress and a black gauze hat. She rested her forehead with one hand, her eyelids were slightly drooping, and she remained motionless for a while while looking at the official documents on the desk. Lightly exchanged another one.

"Doctor Bai, are you resting in the palace today, or are you leaving the palace?" Fu'an was also in a dilemma. Recently, Bai Yunmo basically stayed by Sang's side, only occasionally going out of the palace to change into clean clothes.

According to common sense, Emperor Xuan was unwell a few days ago, and it is normal for the medical officer to serve day and night, but now that Emperor Xuan's injury has improved significantly, and he can get up to deal with official documents, it would be a bit illegal for the medical officer to stay overnight in the palace.

But anyone who saw the scene where Emperor Xuan and the little medical officer looked at each other would know that they are related.

This new monarch is afraid that he will do a little more than Gongyijin back then.

In the end, Gongyijin just acquiesced that women can marry women and get along with each other. After all, there are few people who actually practice this way.

But this new emperor Xuandi son Sang is not the case, it seems that he intends to use his own example to practice the law.

Everyone secretly speculated that there might be some happy event in the palace in the near future.

Bai Yunmo responded lightly at first, then came over in a daze, and suddenly raised her head to look at Fu'an: "Oh, what time is it?"

"It's almost five o'clock." Fu'an said with distressed face, "Would you like to go to bed and rest?"

It's really a dilemma for both sides, guessing that after a while, the person on the bed will also open his eyes.

Bai Yunmo glanced in the direction of the inner bed: "Let her sleep for a while, I'm afraid to go in, so I wake her up."

After finishing speaking, she closed the folder in front of her and put it aside.

In this case, there were two stacks of papers neatly placed on the case table, and Bai Yunmo carefully told Fu An: "Here are all broken locks from various places, and the other half are urgent papers from Jingxuanguan. The rest are irrelevant. Yes, you send it to the cabinet."

"No." Fu'an agreed: "Then you have to take a rest, if this continues, I'm afraid you two will be exhausted again, so that's great."

Ever since His Royal Highness ascended the throne for one dynasty, the two of them have been sorting out piles of affairs in the dark every day.

The reason why he worked so hard was because of Jingxuanguan.

Bai Yunmo shook her head: "No need, I can still bear it."

She picked up the express letter placed in the middle of the table, and frowned, fearing that Zisang would not be able to bear such news.

The express letter was naturally sent back from Jingxuanguan, and Bai Yunmo had read the contents inside.

Just this one letter pushed her into the ice cellar.

Just in the early hours of last night, the Jingxuan Pass was broken, and Dongchi marched in, occupying the two state capital fortresses in Xuanzhou, Jingzhou. .

Due to the snow melting, the 10,000+ troops led by Zhou Zai were mostly blocked on their way, especially when the Tonghe River was flooded, and they were blocked in the Xianzhou area, and their marching speed was much lower than expected.

Jingxuanguan was broken, and the new emperor Xuandi's son Sang had expected it, but what she didn't expect was that Kuang Xun and the tens of thousands of soldiers who remained at Jingxuanguan didn't listen to the order to retreat, but chose to defend it.

The Jingxuan pass was broken, the old general Kuang Xun died in battle, and all [-] soldiers in the pass were wiped out.

Bai Yunmo repacked the letter and put it in her sleeve, sighed softly and stood up.

As soon as she came all the way, she shook and almost fell down. Fortunately, Fu'an was beside her and helped her: "You, ah, the king will blame me for not serving you well."

"What can she blame you for?" Bai Yunmo smiled, shook her slightly discounted hem, bypassed Fu'an, walked to the door of the side hall that was half-hidden and glanced at the dark blue sky: "She is a Aren't you so tired that you fell asleep without knowing it?"

It is like this every day, and I can’t go to bed even if I am urged, and I have to be helped to lie on the bed when I can’t bear to lie on the table.

Bai Yunmo still followed her usual habits and asked Fu'an to prepare hot water, so she had to wait for Zisang to get up.

Sure enough, when the water came up, Zisang forcefully opened his eyes.

Opening her eyes, she saw the lovely girl dancing in blue again, she smiled weakly: "Why are you earlier than me, and you haven't slept yet?"

"I'll go out of the palace when you wake up." If she doesn't go back to Qinghuan Tower every day like this, mother will really be in a hurry with her.

Bai Yunmo helped Zisang clean his face, washed his hands, and then asked someone to bring up the soup and feed it to Zisang himself.

Zisang took a sip, and since he had just cleansed his face, he was much more awake. The first thing he did was to ask Fu'an, "Is there any news from Jingxuanguan?"

"Yes." Fu An quietly glanced at Bai Yunmo, he had never seen the contents of the letter, but when Bai Yunmo opened the letter, he shed two lines of tears, from which he knew that the contents must be bad news.

Bai Yunmo waved her hand to signal Fu'an to retreat, so there were only two people left in the inner hall, but in such a situation, Zisang stretched out his hand to embrace her again: "What did you say in the letter?"

Bai Yunmo didn't speak, just snuggled into Zisang's arms like this, smelling the faint smell of medicine all over her body.

Zisang has been injured for so long, and she has to work hard on political affairs every day. She relies on soup and medicine to support her body.

"Is it bad news?" Seeing Bai Yunmo's reluctance to speak, Zisang thought that nothing good happened.

Zhou Zai's army couldn't reach Jingxuan Pass in time, and the fall was a foregone conclusion.

Zisang murmured, eyes tired: "Jingxuan Pass is lost."

Once Jingxuan is broken, Nanliang will be in chaos.

"Lost." Bai Yunmo replied softly, and then said softly: "The guards are gone."

In this way, Zisang's chest stagnates, and Kuang Xun's face in his 60s flashes before her eyes.

The old bones on the battlefield are gone like this.

But I'm a king now, and I'm the one who can't be easily weak, Zisang patted Bai Yunmo in his arms lightly: "I know."

So she got up and put on her clothes again, she had to take care of Jing Xuan's battle situation by herself.

"Fu'an draws up an edict to pass on an edict to all the ministers in the royal capital, and the early court will resume tomorrow."

"promise."

Even with mental preparation, when he received the express letter from Bai Yunmo, his hands still trembled a little.

After processing all the badges from the front, Zisang came to the Taiqing Palace in plain white filial piety as usual.

The Taiqing Palace enshrines the tablets of the ancestors of Nanliang's past dynasties. Every time he enters this palace, Zisang must offer a piece of incense to each Taizu.

When she came to the seventh place, she couldn't help but stop for a while looking at the person with beautiful eyebrows in the painting, how could she compare to the rule of Jinkang back then. .

Especially now that she has become the first emperor in Nanliang who lost Tianxian Jingxuan.

"Grandpa Wang, it's my grandson's fault." Zisang knelt in front of Gongyi Damu's spiritual tablet, and kowtowed three times: "Failed to guard Jingxuan."

You also lost one of your veterans, and lost two cities and state capitals. Natural danger is lost, and it is not easy to recover.

When he came out of the Taiqing Palace, Zisang raised his eyes and saw densely packed oil lamps in another small temple.

When she first entered the Taiqing Palace, an old servant introduced to her all the furnishings inside and out.

In the halls on both sides of the outside are the spiritual seats of the royal family women, such as the queen and queen.

According to the rules, her mother can be regarded as the empress dowager now, but she can pursue the title of Mi and enter the Taiqing Palace.

But where would she go to find her mother's bones?

She really wanted to go back to Changzhou Mansion to have a look at the Buddhist hall on Xianpan Mountain that was burned down by the fire, but now that the Jingxuan Pass was lost, she didn't want to think about anything else.

In the early morning of the next day, Zisang asked about the matter of Jingxuanguan.

The courtiers all bowed their heads and remained silent, most of these courtiers were old courtiers, although Mingli had accepted Zisang as king, but standing in front of them, they would be dissatisfied if they wanted to obey a woman.

"No matter how you look at it, you are all capable men and sages who are one in a million. Why do you stand idly by when the country is in great trouble?" Zisang was a little annoyed. Eh, I don't care about it, but now that I am the king, I have to care about it.

At this time, the original three elders of Liang Zhu in the court have all resigned from their posts, and there are only a few ministers in the cabinet who are trying to take care of small things.

So everyone looked left and right, unwilling to come out and take the lead.

In this way, the morning court was full of silence for two or three days, and Zhou Zai, who led the army, finally arrived in Xuanzhou. Relying on the superiority of troops and materials, he blocked Dongchi in the capitals of the two states and stood in a stalemate.

Seeing that the courtiers are not paying attention, just at this time it is time to raise an official, and the new emperor Xuandi son Sang is furious and orders the world.

The whole country, regardless of gender, can serve talents and become an official. Behind the edict, there is a statement saying that the monarch can be regarded as a woman, why can't the minister not. .

Men all over the world looked sideways, but many women clapped their hands and cheered.

So all over the streets of Nanliang, suddenly there were white-clothed young ladies walking in the city, holding fans and bowing to each other, calling themselves ladies.

Although the courtiers and the local state government have voices of dissatisfaction, but now no one has the ability to stand up to confront the court, they can only work hard to find talents to raise officials, lest it will be a big problem when the court is full of female princes.

At the same time, Emperor Xuan also restarted the literary examination of generals in Taizu's time, appointed the main military officials with the standard of both civil and military skills, and let Zhou Zai select the talents in the army by letting go of his power.

Two-pronged approach, the literati inside are enthusiastic, and the outsiders are fighting for strength. Although it is a time of war, it is a sign of great prosperity, and the people are happy when they are settled.

But in the Qinghuan Building, it is gloomy and gloomy, with worries and joys mixed.

"The young master finally came back today."

"Don't mention it, as soon as he came back, he collapsed before he reached the door. Madam specially ordered to light a plate of Mixiang, otherwise he would have to struggle to enter the palace again."

While the women were chatting, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "It seems that the female wolf is about to give birth, what should I do?"