Flowers on the other side [Comprehensive Red House]

The saint was both embarrassed and ashamed when it came to the aftermath of the Supreme Emperor.The final death of the father cannot, absolutely cannot be recorded in the annals of history.This is his filial piety as a son of man, especially at the special time of the day and night when the Supreme Emperor and himself were in the Zen throne, and it cannot be faithfully recorded in the daily life record.

Otherwise, people in later generations should guess whether the Supreme Emperor was unwilling to abdicate, or whether he did some unspeakable deeds after forcing the Supreme Emperor to abdicate.

Everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation could guess what was going on in their hearts today, but no one wanted to speak out about it.No one wants to leave a flattering stigma in the annals of history, and become the object of condemnation by later generations, leaving a bad reputation for thousands of years.

A deathly silence enveloped the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and everyone tried to hold their breath even the sound of breathing.The increasingly oppressive atmosphere allowed everyone to hear their own heartbeat.

The saint looked at Prince Fu, and Prince Fu took the attitude of waiting for the saint to make up his mind, and looked at the saint eagerly, waiting for the saint to answer his question just now.

The sage said in his heart: No wonder my father said that Prince Fu is just waiting to be heard.

The sage's eyes turned to the fourth prince. The fourth prince flinched, and subconsciously retreated, his shoulders retracted even more.His neck seemed unable to support his head, and he lowered his head to avoid the sight of the saint.

The four princes, the saint shook his head in his heart, he was never one who could stand up and take care of things.coward.

As for the sixth prince, the sage looked over and immediately acted as if he didn't exist.Forget it, with his concubine mother and second elder brother in front, the sage didn't want to give him a chance to speak from the bottom of his heart.

The seventh prince was full of energy, and finally waited until the sage came to see him.He immediately said: "Brother Emperor, the honorable name of Emperor Father I cannot be tarnished in the slightest."

The sage nodded and reprimanded in his heart: Nonsense.Otherwise, I would like to ask everyone's opinions on what to do.This old seventh has been arrogant in the palace for more than 20 years, and he still doesn't know how to restrain himself.Hmph, let's see what happens to you mother and son...

However, he followed the Seventh Prince's words and asked the officials, "I think the Seventh Prince's proposal is very good, gentlemen, how should you remember the cause of the Supreme Emperor's death?"

No one answered.

The saint's eyes continued to scan everyone, turned around a few times, and finally landed on Jia She's body and did not move.

"Enhou, what do you think?" He habitually went to discuss with Jia She, hoping that Jia She could understand what he meant and speak for him.

Jia Amnesty had already thought about the cause of the Supreme Emperor's death countless times in his mind.The Taishang Emperor's "test" to himself in Shangyuan Ye, the Taishang Emperor definitely deserves death.So dead, deserve it!He even thought about how his father went to the south of the Yangtze River with the Taishanghuang, how come the Taishanghuang came back well, and suffered from the same disease, why did his father die in a foreign land?

He thought about this in his heart, but his eyes widened, and he glanced around at everyone. What he said was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Since everyone thinks that it is appropriate to attribute the cause of the death of the Supreme Being to the fact that he died without a disease, let's do it according to everyone's opinion."

Chief Assistant Hao Shangshu raised his head, just wanted to ask who said that the cause of Taishang's death was due to no illness?Seeing Jia Amnesty pressing him with burning eyes.

"Hao Shangshu, do you have a different opinion? The Supreme Emperor has devoted himself to making great achievements for more than [-] years. The sea, rivers, and borders are peaceful. He is worthy of his ancestors and the people of Li. Have the heart to add stigma behind the Supreme Emperor?"

While Jia Amnesty said, Tu Xian nodded in agreement, Hao Shangshu watched these two guys sing and sing together for ten years, so angry that he clenched his mouth tightly and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Jia She then asked Prince Fu, "The Supreme Emperor treats you very well, do you have the heart to stigmatize the Supreme Emperor?"

Prince Fu quickly shook his head, he wished that his brother would have a good reputation and die without a problem.

The rest of them, before Jia Amnesty asked each of them their names, immediately stated that they had "died without a disease".The Supreme Emperor is now on the Zen throne, that is, the wise emperor of Derby Yao and Shun, and being murdered by his favorite concubine is just a trivial matter, and it cannot affect the evaluation of the Supreme Emperor's life.The cause of death is recorded as a death without a disease, and it is nothing more than the honorable name of the Supreme Emperor I.

The saint looked excited and let go of his burden.He opened his mouth and said: "The Supreme Emperor had discussed with me a few days ago to promote Rong Enhou as Minister of the Ministry of War. If there is no objection from the cabinet, that's it."

Hao Shangshu, as the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the chief assistant, his face was flushed with suffocation, his face was distorted, and he refused to say a word.Saint is too much!Although this is the world of your disciples, although Jia Amnesty actually controls the Ministry of War, and although you two wear a pair of trousers, is it time to discuss who will be the minister of the Ministry of War?

The way they talk back and forth is exactly the same, aren't you disgusting? !

Hao Shangshu was so angry that he couldn't move his head, his beard flicked and his head straightened.Others were even more reluctant to speak out.A roomful of people who pretended to be deaf and dumb saw that the name of Jia Amnesty's minister of the Ministry of War matched the reality.Anyway, it will be sooner or later for Jia Amnesty to become Minister of the Ministry of War.Just look at the cooperation between the monarch and his ministers just now, this is the first day of the sage's ascension to the throne, and the new official took office three fires, and whoever doesn't want to be the one who doesn't want to be burned.

Jia Amnesty laughed at the saint from the bottom of his heart, hey, is it interesting that the title of Shangshu has been delayed for nine months?

Seeing that everyone was silent, Prince Fu took it as a matter of discussion.He cupped his hands towards the saint and said, "Saint, although the emperor's tomb and coffin are all ready, the emperor's temple name, posthumous title, honorary title, etc. must be discussed as soon as possible."

The sage nodded, the matter of the cause of the death of the Supreme Emperor has been confirmed, and the rest of the matter will be done according to the regulations.

Taishang was brave all his life, Pingfan ruled the Western Regions in chaos, and the word "Wu" is a well-deserved posthumous title.The sage suggested adding a word "Zhuang" to the temple name to reflect the emperor's dignity and respect.However, each of the six divisions and nine ministers gritted their teeth. If there was no unspeakable cause of death, any beautiful words could be added to the Supreme Emperor.But everyone agreed that the Supreme Emperor died without a problem, and it is not easy to talk about the cause of death later.

In the end, Taishanghuang won the temple name of Zhuang.

As for the honorary title, the general direction has been decided, and the saint can rest assured that he will give it to the bachelors of the Imperial Academy and the officials of the Ministry of Rites for consideration.

Jia Amnesty did not return to Rongguo Mansion until after the start of the watch.He went straight to Rongqing hall, but Jia Hu and his wife were chatting with his mother.

"The son has met his mother." Jia Amnesty entered the door and saluted.

Jia Hu's father waited for his father to finish, and Qiqi saluted Jia Amnesty.

Mother Jia asked the servant girl to fetch water for Jia Amnesty to wash his face and serve tea, and she asked the servant girl to go to the small kitchen to bring out the supper.

"Boss, why are you back so late?"

All the people in the capital basically stayed up all night last night, and all the officials and family members went to the palace to cry for a day, and everyone was extremely exhausted.

Jia She knew that his mother was concerned about him, so he shook his head and said, "It's not just the chores in the palace. I want to tell you some good news. Today, the sage gave me the title of Minister of the Ministry of War, and the official documents of the Ministry of Officials should be very Come down quickly."

After finishing speaking, Jia She grinned.Mother Jia knew there must be something inside, and now was not the time to ask him.So he just smiled and said to Jia Amnesty: "The granddaughter-in-law has been with me and has been watching the housekeeper affairs for half a year. Hu'er has followed you in recent years and has taken care of many things in the mansion. I am waiting for you to come back today, take a look Do you want to hand over all the housekeeping to the young couple?"

Jia She thought for a while, "Mother, since my sister went to Jiangnan, my son wants Brother Hu's daughter-in-law to help you share more chores at home. Since mother is at ease, I will leave it to them, so I will leave it to their little one." The husband and wife will take care of it. When the funeral of the Supreme Emperor is over, I will take Brother Hu to see the Zhuangzi and shops outside when I have time."

"Okay, that's it. Yuanyang, you match the keys to the ledger, and help grandpa and grandma carry you to the east courtyard. It's getting late, and you young couple will not be left behind."

Jia Hu and his wife knew that their grandmother and father had something to say.In the days to follow, grandma and father have to go into the palace to cry for the Supreme Emperor every day, so it is not easy to refuse the matter of humility to the housekeeper.The husband and wife saluted and said goodbye to Jia Mu and Jia She, and followed the mandarin ducks to get the account book, key pair and other things.

Jia Amnesty used the supper, asked the servant girl to pack up everything, and after driving out all the waiters, he quietly told about the cause of the death of the Supreme Emperor and his posthumous title, etc., and other things that happened during the day.

Mother Jia nodded while listening to it, and finally said: "Boss, since you have won the title of Minister of the Ministry of War, some things are easier to do."

"What the mother said is true. The sage gave the Minister of War to his son like this. It's really outrageous."

Jia Mu smiled, "The shame is that he is not you."

Jia She also laughed, "Mother, there is one more thing. My son felt that the Seventh Prince didn't get involved at all during Yuan Ye. He always felt that something was wrong."

"If you think something is wrong, watch it carefully. You have been tired for so long, you should go and rest quickly, you have to enter the palace again tomorrow morning."

The mother and son talked for a while, then parted ways to rest.

Today is the 13th day since Jia's mother entered the palace crying spirit No. [-], and half of it has passed.The affairs in the mansion were completely handed over to Jia Hu and his wife.The two of them managed like a decent.

These days, Mother Jia followed the wives and went to the Qianqing Palace to cry for the soul according to the time. After thirteen days, she was also a little exhausted from the torment, and she lay down when she returned home and didn't want to move.

Jia Hu's daughter-in-law, Mu Wanning, is very filial. These days, she often brings her maids here, and first gives Jia Mu a decoction that relaxes the tendons and activates the muscles. For a 15-year-old girl, it is not easy for a [-]-year-old girl to take care of such a large government house without fear and error, and to take good care of her four younger siblings.

Mother Jia held back the granddaughter-in-law who was eager to beat her leg with distress.

"Good boy, take a break. It's enough for you to talk with grandma. There's a maid standing all over the room. If you beat grandma's leg once, it's what you want. Yuanyang, I'll help your grandma soon." Come and sit."

Let Mu Wanning, who entered the door not long ago, say that the old lady in Rongguo Mansion is really the best to serve her.In the past six months since I entered the house, although I have to stand in the Rongqing hall every morning to watch the old lady's housekeeper and director, the old lady has also taught herself the affairs of the mansion little by little, otherwise this time I will take over the housekeeper. It will be so smooth.

And this time when the Emperor's funeral happened, he even handed over the Rongguo Mansion to himself and her husband, without any reluctance, worry or distrust.

Mu Wanning wanted to honor Jia Mu from the bottom of her heart.

Yuanyang came to help the grandma up, and sat on the other side to chat with the old lady.Coral took the time of Grandma, but instead of sitting on the kang, she half knelt beside Jia Mu.He also asked while beating: "Old lady, is this strength good?"

Jia Mu smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

There was a room full of fifteen or sixteen-year-old maids, even though they wore plain clothes, they couldn't hide their youthful aura, and they were more beautiful than each other.Yingsheng Yanyu came around and beat the old lady's shoulders, waist and legs.After half an hour, Jia Mu smiled and said, "It's all hard work. Mandarin ducks, let's see."

The three maids who received the reward smiled and thanked them, "Thank you, old lady."

Mother Jia sat up, Pearl replaced Lao Junmei, which Mother Jia liked, with ginger tea and brought up a cup.

"Old lady, grandma said that the morning and evening of the past two days has been very cold, so I asked my slave to make ginger tea to drive you away from the cold. You should drink a little."

Mother Jia reached out to take the ginger tea, smelled the smell of red dates in it, and praised with a smile: "I have enjoyed the blessing of my granddaughter-in-law."

The author has something to say: the next thing is to write about King Zhou and Daji,

Or write Hu Sanniang,

I've been hesitating

Hu Sanniang, Lin Chong and Wu Erlang will have many rival scenes

Another: I am not very familiar with these two books

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