late night song

Chapter 69 Sky vs. Moonlight
When Emperor Ming summoned King Qin, he did not arrange it in the Xingxin Palace as usual, but chose the Fanghua Palace of Concubine Yi.

Qi Jian stood in front of the hall and hesitated for a long time, and finally pushed the door open and entered.

What he didn't expect was that the furnishings inside were the same as before. Even though the place had been sealed off for 15 years and no one had ever been able to step inside, everything from the red sandalwood pear bookcase to the tapestry screen covering the frozen lake to the corner The withered plum blossom branch that he had broken off for his mother and concubine when he was a child and was placed in the crystal vase on the table did not even have a trace of dust or decay.

"You're here." Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Emperor Ming did not turn around. He turned his back to his beloved son, his back looking old and lonely, like a dead poplar tree standing alone in the wilderness in the early morning.

Emperor Ming stood with his right hand behind his back, and his left hand carefully touched the Yishui inkstone engraved with plum blossom patterns on the desk. The ink on the inkstone had dried and cracked, and there were half a poem of unfinished poems on the desk. These furnishings were all made by Concubine Yi. The most natural look.

"Return the military talisman to you." Qi Jian broke the silence angrily. His mother and concubine were no longer alive. It was too late for this person to look back and sigh.

"Take it, I have to give it to you anyway." Emperor Ming did not reach out to take it, nor did he expect that Qi Jian could return the scarlet golden turtle talisman so easily.

The country has not yet changed hands, but military power has been handed over in advance. This is unprecedented.

Emperor Ming's move also put his life in the hands of King Qin.

"It's mine, and you'll get it sooner or later. If you feel guilty for your mother-in-law, tell her innocence as soon as possible and restore her purity. There's no need to show off here." Qi Jian was not polite, nor did he appreciate Emperor Ming's surrender. Jiangshan's favor.

"Xiao Zhen, whether you admit it or not, you are the most like Gu among Gu's sons in public. I always keep that incident in mind, but it's not the time yet, and you already have a plan in mind, right?"

Emperor Ming seemed to be answering but not answering, asking but not asking. He also believed that the son he had chosen from thousands of people was like him, able to distinguish priorities and remain calm until the overall situation was stable.

"I have other things to do. How many more moments are you willing to stay?" After saying that, Emperor Ming looked around the entire Fanghua Palace thoughtfully, and then slowly walked out the door, leaving Qi Zhen alone.

When Qi Jian saw Emperor Ming walking away, he silently began to wander slowly and slowly in this huge palace. His most carefree time and memories so far were hidden here.

His mother and concubine taught him how to read and write here, and his father taught him how to throw pots and boxing there. He listened to his mother and concubine singing in front of his bed, and he copied famous ancient paintings and calligraphy in front of his desk.

At that time, he was just an innocent child who knew nothing about the cruelty and coldness under this magnificent scenery. All he looked forward to every day was food, pastries, porridge and soup served by his mother and the wantonness on the racecourse after school. gallop.

He couldn't help sighing, maybe this was his irreversible fate, he was destined to be pushed towards that cold high position, surrounded by people, but no one really accompanied him.

He knew that the imperial power was extremely lonely and involuntary, but he still looked forward to having someone who knew his warmth and warmth like his mother-in-law, who would hold his hand tightly and never let go.

Qi Lian took out the withered plum blossom branch from the crystal vase. It snowed heavily that year, and the red plum blossoms were the most prosperous in the Chen Garden. His mother-in-law followed him and told him to run slower.

This memory has been lingering in his mind. He leaned slumped on the nanmu foot bed and fell into a daze.

He sat there from the third quarter of the Yin hour until the moon was bright and the stars were dim. He didn't think about anything, and his mind was empty. For him, it was a great time to have this kind of time to let go of everything, not to plan the way forward, not to calculate people's hearts. Have a good rest.

In fact, this was the reason why Emperor Ming summoned him. His beloved son had suffered too much and was burdened with too many unimaginable burdens. He looked at it with pain in his heart, so he could only try this method. To comfort one or two.

Qi Jian patted his numb legs and gently closed the palace door. As soon as he stepped out of Fanghua Palace, he found Xiao Guang standing on the corridor. He had been waiting outside the palace for a long time. "Your Majesty." Xiao Guang handed over Ping Qi's military order with both hands.

Qi Zhi simply took it and said nothing.

"The Holy One ordered me to send it." Xiao Guang continued to add.

"understood."

Xiao Guang had been promoted to the commander of the Forbidden Army, but he was still sent by Emperor Ming to give him military orders. Qi Jian already understood this in his heart.

Emperor Ming was dim-witted on the surface, but his heart was as clear as a mirror. He was very clear about his plans, whether it was the front court or the harem.

Over the years, Emperor Ming's neglect or laissez-faire, restraint or cooperation with him was not only deliberate care, but also testing and experience. If he did not meet his expectations and standards, even the son of his most beloved woman would not care. Being given up without mercy is just like Qi Yiye and Qi Yijue.

As far as Emperor Ming is concerned, his status determines his attitude. He is not only Chang Xinyi's husband, but also the king of a country in Dongqi. He has power that is envied by the world, and he also has missions and responsibilities that he cannot shake off.Even if the earth shakes and the mountains shake, even if the seas dry up and rocks crumble, he will still stand firm on the country built by his ancestors.

Now that he is old, neighboring countries are watching him with eager eyes, his sons are showing off their ambitions, and the courtiers are trying to figure out their own future, and he cannot help but become suspicious and jealous.

Even though he made mistakes in governing the country, he clearly understood that such mistakes must not be made in the selection of the prince.

Therefore, he carefully considers and cultivates each of his sons, and examines and trains the next generation of Dongqi's successors until he can retire from the altar with peace of mind and hand over his rights and everything with peace of mind.

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It was already late at night when Qi Jie returned home, but the lights in Linyue Pavilion were still on.

She was waiting for him, and he knew it, but Ke Qi frame stayed in Neihu for a while and finally returned to the study.

The next day, Qi Jian appeared at the court meeting, and Emperor Ming asked him about the Ministry of War's suggestions for the reorganization of the four major military departments.

In order to be familiar with fighting on various terrains, respond with the same voice and pursue the same aspirations, he suggested that the four major military departments exchange [-] generals who have been stationed for more than ten years in total and assign them to serve in each army. However, the Dongding Army's water operations are special and uniform. The military needs to consolidate border defenses and strictly guard against invasions by Beiling and Xirong. The transfer of generals can be reduced by half.

This move was ostensibly to break the shortcomings of generals being entrenched in one party and favoring nepotism, so as to concentrate the imperial power. More importantly, it could slowly erode and disintegrate the power of Zhenxi Laowang and prevent the Queen's party from counterattacking.

This change has more advantages than disadvantages for the military attache. Although it breaks the original rules, it creates more opportunities.

And the civil servants have generally understood the holy intention, and have no other objections except admonishing that they should work hard in leading the election.

Before the disbandment of the dynasty, Emperor Ming specifically asked the King of Qin to fortify the northwest border, as if the birthday banquet handwritten and the collection of military orders had never happened before. This was a tacit indication of the final choice of the prince in both the government and the public.

(End of this chapter)