female concubine

In mid-August, the Mid-Autumn Festival in Beijing was not as lively as before because the late emperor had not yet been buried.

Liu Shubai brought his family to Beijing and returned to his old house in Anzhou Lane in the west of Xincheng to settle down.

"Daddy arrived a lot earlier than expected, and my son was not able to go out to meet him." The young man wearing the headband took the tea cup from the maidservant and offered it.

"You, let's stop flattering. How have you been in Beijing these years?"

"It's still the same as before. Dad doesn't want to take care of these properties, so he has to let his son come. The son stays up all day and night, and works hard. They are not inferior to Weng Weng at all."

"I'm sorry for you."

"What did daddy say? I don't like to read books and I don't want to be an official. Moreover, the imperial examination has been pushed back and forth after several disasters in the capital. I don't know when the first emperor's new funeral will be held."

Liu Shubo sat down and took a sip of tea, "Officials love talents, and they will not let talented scholars wait too long."

"If dad is transferred to the capital this time and becomes a capital official, then his son's business will definitely improve a lot."

"Father's entry into Beijing is the intention of the court and also a sacred intention. Daddy is an official for the common people, not to do favoritism for elder brother." Mrs. Liu walked into the middle hall.

"Yes, yes, what Erniang said is very true." He smiled at his sister.

Mrs. Liu said again: "Dad changed his official position to call His Majesty, right?"

Liu Shubai nodded, "The 29th of this month."

In the early morning of August 29th of the first year, Liu Shubai rode into the forbidden center early in the morning. The selection of candidates and changes of officials required the emperor to summon them in person. The system was still set up once every five days. The number of people he saw each time was only one or two. More than a hundred people.

Today, Liu Shubai was the only one who was summoned to change officials, and the servant led him to the side hall to wait, "The officials are discussing political affairs with the ministers in the main hall, and the magistrate is asked to wait quietly in the back hall."

"National affairs are the most important thing, don't worry about it."

The servant walked into the Chuigong Hall to deliver a message, and it took about a quarter of an hour for the emperor to leave for the side hall.

"Prefect Liu, long time no see."

The emperor walked in from the side of the hall with a relaxed expression. Liu Shubai blinked and then stepped forward and knelt on his left knee and kowtowed: "Chen Fengxiang prefect Liu Shubai kowtowed to His Majesty, and wished His Majesty all blessings."

"Get up."

The waiter brought a round stool.

"sit."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I have read all the examination courses and political achievements of the trial court, and it is a shame for you to be the magistrate in Fengxiang."

"A minister with little talent and little learning, a big official with a small ability to benefit the people is already excellent."

"After all, state officials only govern one state, but Beijing officials are in charge of all states in the world. Small profits are not as good as big profits."

"There are hundreds of bureaucrats in the capital directly under the jurisdiction of the localities, but state officials are the most important thing in governing the people, even the parents' officials."

The emperor nodded, "I know more about Liu Zhifu's actions than the officials, and now there is nothing to ask about the appointment." Looking up at the ministers who had worked with him before, he asked, "Did the second wife of the prefect's family come to Beijing together?"

Liu Shubo stared at the emperor for a while, then nodded, "The courtier is at home in the capital now, Your Majesty?"

"Nothing, I'm just asking casually."

"Your Majesty, it's because of Jiang Zhongcheng's business. Jiang Zhongcheng went to his home to look for his daughter the day before yesterday, but she didn't see him."

Wei Huan sighed, "Prefect Liu, don't worry, I won't interfere in their affairs, Miss Liu can do as she pleases."

Liu Shubai stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

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Liu Shubo changed his official clothes into casual clothes when he returned to the Liu residence from the confinement.

"Dad, did you see the official family?"

"I see, the official family is much calmer than before, and the demeanor of the king is not weaker than the late emperor."

"Didn't the officials say anything?"

Liu Shubo put down the teacup and stared at his daughter, "The officials said they would not interfere in your marriage with Yu Shi Zhongcheng."

Only then did Liu breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is that Jiang Zhongcheng who came the day before yesterday?" The man walked into the study room, "Another good-looking talent at the right age, he is also the cousin of His Royal Highness, and the scholarly family's official family still has such deep affection for Erniang, why Erniang can't figure it out Was it rejected?"

"Brother doesn't understand me, so don't talk nonsense." Mrs. Liu forced her brother's words back.

"Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it."

next month.

Officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs and eunuchs from the Ministry of Internal Affairs brought letters to Liu's house in Anzhou Lane in Xincheng to make a notice, which immediately attracted many neighbors to watch.

"I heard that Liu's son has been transferred back from the local prefect to be an official in the capital."

"The old man passed away for so long, and only his grandson came back a few years ago."

"Decades have passed and there has been no news. It is very different when I come back today."

In the courtyard, the servant letter read:

"On September [-]nd of the first year of Qianyuan, it was approved by the Ministry of Officials recommended by the supervisor and Yushitai. After three years of reviewing the performance of the official court, and checking the performance of Liu Shubai, the magistrate of Fengxiang, on September [-], the imperial decree: the magistrate's affairs Liu Shubai went to the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple and ordered to go to the Ministry of Shangshu Province to receive the official notice at the time of September [-]rd to receive the official notice."

"Thank you, Zhonggui, for your cooperation."

The servant handed over the letter, "Shaoqing, remember to bring the money."

"Thank you Zhonggui for reminding me."

"The order is completed, and the villain will leave."

"Your Highness, let's go."

After the people from the Ministry of Officials left Liu's house, Mrs. Liu walked in from the side yard, "Young Minister of Honglu Temple... There is no turning back after this step, and the sinister officialdom must be very careful."

Liu Shubo stroked his beard, "It's a disaster that can't be avoided."

On October [-], the first year of Qianyuan, the mausoleum was completed in May. It was named Yongding Mausoleum, and it was also called Dongling Mausoleum because it was located to the east of other imperial mausoleums.

The Taishi Bureau set October [-] as the funeral period, and in the early morning of October [-], music was banned in the capital for three days.

On the morning of the opening day, the emperor dressed in early mourning clothes and went to the Zigong to start the ceremony. After crying, he was promoted to the Zigong to pay a memorial ceremony for the dragon's ancestors.

After the ancestral ceremony was over, Tai Changqing played: "Send the spirit!"

The chariot carrying the coffin of the emperor moved westward slowly, and the emperor followed with his clan, weeping on foot until he reached the city outside the city.

It was set up outside the Jinyao Gate. On the road from Xihuamen to Liangmen in the old city and then to Jinyaomen in the new city, the imperial guards lined up at the waist were not allowed to walk on both sides. The houses and shops on both sides of the road were hung with white paper. Lanterns, the surrounding subjects all knelt down and cried in mourning, showing their sorrow.

When Long Kai passed by, the people kneeling on both sides raised their heads, and the banknotes flew all over the sky and fell on their heads, "Look, that's the official house."

Behind Long Kai, the one crying at the front of the clan was the new emperor who had just ascended the throne. The empress supported him side by side. The emperor's figure was almost obscured by the guards, the guard of honor and the band.

"According to our calculations, our official family is only in their twenties this year, and they are in their prime."

There were several young men and women standing at the entrance of the alley where white paper lanterns were hung. The woman was wearing a veiled hat and was followed by a female envoy. The man looked at the howling guard of honor and shook his head with disdain. How happy you are, crying like this is for the subjects to see?"

The woman with the veiled hat stepped forward and looked at the emperor supported by the empress in the crowd. She could feel the sadness behind the thin figure even a few feet away, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? You are the emperor to others." The coffin, but as far as he is concerned, the coffin contains... his father."

"Father?" The man sat down on the next step, "I heard that the youngest son was the most disliked by Emperor Daxing, if it wasn't for..."

"Brother!" The woman turned her head and interrupted him, "In the imperial city, be careful in your words and deeds."

"Yes, yes, I am the one who speaks out, so I won't talk about the head office."

After arriving outside the city for a few times, the attendants carried the Zigong to the palace, and the emperor led the clan and the officials to pay the funeral ceremony, and ordered to read the mourning book with Lu Weishe, the same book under the same book.

The attendant brought a jade book engraved with a mourning book, and another bamboo book was in Lu Wei's hands.

"... "

After reading the rhyme, he helped the emperor to kneel down in front of his father, touched his forehead to the ground, and performed the ritual of chastity without showing his face, and wept frequently, expressing his grief.

People cry and cry when they are about to die, including the old emperor. The hatred of all kinds of unfairness towards him before his death was also put into the coffin after his death. What she cried was only her biological father, "Please take care of me, Dad." Look at the prosperous world under my rule."

Tai Changqing said: "Your Majesty, please accept my resignation!"

The emperor Jiqian bowed again as a farewell ceremony, and waited for the servants to help the emperor back to the curtain hall.

Afterwards, the waiter walked up to the father, knelt down and said in a loud voice: "Please start with your spirit."

The officials under the Shanling envoy who were going to leave with the spirit car went in and bid farewell to the emperor. The emperor sat in the hall and wiped his tears, raised his head and opened his red eyes from crying. Caretaker."

The emperor's move caused all the officials to kneel down one after another, "The ministers must fulfill their mission to deliver the late emperor's coffin. I implore your majesty to take care of the holy bow, and cherish it."

After the Lingjia officials had finished their resignations and withdrew, Tai Changqing shouted: "Let's go."

Che Yu, who was in Zigong, marched slowly towards the west under the guard of honor and the forbidden army, and the servants sent the clothes returned to the palace by chariot to Mudian.

After all the officials left, the emperor was still wearing mourning clothes and sitting on the top chair, refusing to move. Seeing this, Xiao Youqing dismissed all the courtiers and servants in the palace, walked to her lap and slowly fell down, "A Qian is actually a very filial person in his heart. , suffered so much indifference and been forgotten by others, I almost don’t even remember who I am.”

"Sister." Wei Huan bent down and hugged Xiao Youqing who was lying on his knees, "If there was no sister, would I have become a loner like him?"

"A Qian is talking stupid again." Xiao Youqing raised her head and held her face to look at her, "A Qian will not become a loner, because You Qing will always be by A Qian's side, and the officials of Song Dynasty will also be with her. I will not become a lonely family, because the official family still has a queen."

Wei Huan rubbed against her neck and shoulders, sobbing and choking, unable to speak.

After a long time, Xiao Youqing helped her stand up after she had calmed down, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, "It's time to return to the palace, we are all waiting for the official."

Xiao Youqing took off the mourning clothes for her and put on a gown, and returned to the palace through another road, there were no funerals on both sides, but the imperial guards were still under martial law.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the emperor and the empress changed clothes and came out of Mudian, and went to the side of the flat-headed chariot and helped the empress to board the chariot.

The flat chariot for returning to the palace is carried by 12 chariot officials. The personal guards are in two rows on the left and right sides, and dozens of tall military officers in unclothed clothes surround the frame. The servant rides a horse and holds Wu Zi as the driver.

The imperial guards stood guard on both sides of the street with sticks to guard and yell, pedestrians were not allowed to approach, and people were not allowed to make loud noises.

Compared with the chaos and confusion of wearing mourning clothes and crying, the emperor and empress return to the palace on chariots completely appeared in the sight of the city residents. This is the first time since the Yuan Dynasty that the new emperor has appeared, and the emperor and empress are sitting together .

The emperor on the flat chariot was wearing a crimson robe, a folded upper towel on his head, a rhinoceros gold jade belt around his waist, and shoes on his feet. Wearing a belt, wearing a ribbon, and tying it in front of the waist to cover the knees, it looks like a folk wedding from a distance, graceful and luxurious.

In a short time, the streets and alleys that the emperor passed by were crowded with people.

"There was never such a scene when sending off the soul before. The ministers and concubines congratulate the officials and the people."

Wei Huan stretched out the hand in his scarlet sleeve to cover Xiao Youqing's hand on his knee, and immediately held it tightly, "Everyone in the world can say congratulations, but you don't have to."

The mourning faces of the emperor and the empress were replaced by a smile, touching the eyes with tenderness, so that the people almost forgot that they were still sending the spirit of the late emperor just a moment ago. The people sighed.

"It's no wonder that there were rumors in the palace earlier that the officials favored the empress more than any other concubines in other dynasties."

"His Royal Highness is so beautiful." Many young men rushed forward, all anxiously looking forward to it.

"Even Mrs. An Guo back then is not as good."

"Mrs. An's name moved the capital because of her beauty and beauty, but it's been so long, who still remembers what happened back then."

"Mrs. An Guo is the peerless generation of the previous generation, so Her Royal Highness the Queen is this generation. If the official family has such a wife, I am afraid that the six palaces will be colorless."

"If Israel serves the king, how long will it last?"

"They are young couples who love each other deeply and live and die together in adversity. Who dares to say that it is not the help and support of saints that the official family can have today?"

An old man in the shop stroked his beard, "Like, it's so similar."

"Sir, do you think the saint is like Mrs. Anguo or the official is like the late emperor?"

"It's all like this. It's been decades since I saw such a scene. In the past, Mrs. An Guo married the eldest son of the founding marquis. How many people in the city were sad and weeping for it, and even King Qi stopped the car in public."

"What do you stop the car for?"

The old man looked at Yu Jia passing by the window, "Congratulations."

The author has something to say: Blessing speech: It is a farewell ceremony.

Requisition: The sacrifice at the funeral.

Curtain Hall: The frame is made of wood and reeds are used as barriers, and the upper and lower sides are surrounded by tents, which resemble palaces. This is called the curtain hall, which is the tent.

Jiying: One of the ancient kneeling rites.The person doing the salute knelt down and touched the ground with his forehead (颡) without showing his face.It is mostly done when paying homage to guests during the mourning period to show extreme grief and gratitude to the hanged ones.

Book of mourning: also known as "sorry policy".A type of style.In the feudal era, many rhymes praising the merits of emperors and concubines during their lifetime were written on jade, stone, wood and bamboo.

Robe: round neck, with wide and narrow sleeves, with shoes on the feet, it is a gown, and if you wear black boots, it is a boot robe.Shoes: Black leather shoes with laces.

Wuzi: A small stool with a square shape and no backrest.

Letter: The newly appointed official has not formally issued an official report, but first sends a letter to notify the official. This type of letter is called a letter.

Kuanyitian military officer is attached to Dianqian Si Tianwu left and right chambers, that is, Dianqiansi. In the later Zhou Dynasty, Kuanyi controlled cranes. In the second year of Taiping Xingguo in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was renamed Kuanyi Tianwu. He usually guarded the inner gates of the palace and acted as a guard when the emperor went out. , (heavenly military officers are required to be about 1.9 meters tall and above) they belong to the fifth level of imperial guards, and the first level is the pro-obedient officer and the unclothed military officer.There are personal servants under the Imperial City Division.

The left and right chambers of Tianwu in front of the palace are referred to as "Tianwu" for short, and in the later Zhou Dynasty they were called "Controlling Crane". (Why do I think this name is not as good as the old one...)

Sister Xiao of this generation is not only talented and beautiful, but also has both civil and military skills! ! !

(If they compete with swords, the official family may not be able to beat the elder sister. Uncle Guo is the one who can knock Zhao Wang unconscious with a stick.)

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