The struggle of the reborn prince

It was almost noon now, the sky was overcast, and the wind was whistling with whistles. Zhao Ji went out of the palace gate on his shoulders, and a group of people waited for a light car to go up the wall of the imperial city and entered the tower of Xuandemen.Zhao Ji moved to the window and looked out, but saw people coming and going in front of the small spirit shed in front of the building, there was an endless stream of people offering condolences and porridge, no less than ten thousand people, as if it was the night of the Yuan Dynasty, but few Less noisy, more solemn!

"King Yan has been here all these days?" Zhao Ji asked the commander on duty while watching, although the distance was not too far, but the angle was not suitable, he could only see Zhao Tun knelt on the ground and kept offering condolences to the guests The back of the gift is not visible at all.

"My lord, since Prince Yan arrived here on the seventh day of the lunar new year, he has been guarding the mourning hall day and night, offering incense and offering sacrifices on time, and has never left a single step!" The commander replied respectfully.

"When did King Yan start eating?"

"Returning to the Holy One, a few days ago, no one gave porridge. Prince Yan strictly observed the etiquette. He has not eaten a single grain of rice in five days. Even his guards are loyal men. If the master does not eat them, he will not eat a drop of water. Only a lord of benevolence and righteousness like Prince Yan can train such a person!" The commander said with some emotion.

"Aren't they cold at night?" Zhao Ji rubbed his hands and asked, Yang Jian immediately handed over the stove.

"Now that the water is dripping into ice, it's not cold for them to sleep in the open air. The first night, Prince Yan and his guards embraced each other to keep warm, but in the second half of the night, it was obviously unbearably cold. They lit paper candles to keep warm, and even summoned the patrolmen from the submerged fire shop. coming."

"This kid is really messing around, does he use burning paper to keep warm?" Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"Yeah, but they can't help it. Prince Yan was still a child. In those few days, he was cold and hungry, and he swayed when he walked, but he still insisted on burning paper and offering incense. The brothers couldn't stand it anymore... "The commander wanted to say more, but suddenly he saw Yang Jian's knife-like gaze, so he quickly stopped talking.

Yang Jian is really full of mixed feelings now, looking at Tong Guan next to him, he feels even more depressed. Yesterday he ordered someone to deliver a bowl of porridge with poison in it, but it didn't have any effect. I just saw it with my own eyes today. There are too many, the chance of Zhao Tun eating the bowl of porridge he added is too low, now that the emperor is involved again, things are even more difficult to handle!

"Tong Guan, go and pass on the imperial edict to allow Prince Yan to enter the palace to participate in tomorrow's Wangri Festival!" After all, he is a father. Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji thought that before he became the throne, he would go to the palace every day without avoiding the cold and heat. I can't help but feel guilty about paying respects to the Queen Mother.

"Your Majesty, you can't..." Zhang Shangying became anxious when she heard this, and wanted to speak.

"Zhang Xiang, this is a family matter, so I won't bother you!" Zhao Ji glanced at him and said, Zhang Shangying retreated awkwardly, and the royal family committed a crime. Talk to him, the prime minister.

The palace gate, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened wide, and a group of Dianzhi troops rushed out, separated the crowd and came to the coffin shed. Tong Guan strode over and shouted loudly: "The emperor's order, please accept the order, Prince Yan!" When the onlookers heard that the decree had arrived, they all backed away consciously, giving way to an open space.

"Your servant accepts the order!" Zhao Tangzheng was feeling puzzled, when he heard the shout, he quickly led Jianxi and others out and knelt down.

"Prince Yan Renxiao, Your Majesty is gracious and allows you to enter the palace and participate in tomorrow's Wangri Ceremony!" Tong Guan said.

"My lord, accept the decree!" It was time to thank the decree, but Zhao Tuna did not move, and Jian Xi whispered anxiously.

"Thank you, Father, Long En, and please Si Kongzhuan to report to Father, forgive me for not being able to enter the palace against the order!" Zhao Tuo said surprisingly, seeing Xi sighed and lowered his head, he didn't say anything, he knew what tricks the prince wanted to do, Now he is immune to the prince's sudden inspiration.

"Prince Yan, this is not the time to be arrogant, can we talk about something after entering the palace?" Tong Guan was in a hurry, the child seemed quite sensible, why did he lose his temper at a critical moment, he hurriedly persuaded him.

"Tong Sikong, this is not a dispute between emotions, but related to the laws of the country. Although my repeated resistance to the edict is justifiable, it is not tolerated by the law. As a prince, I should abide by the court laws. This matter will definitely embarrass my father. Already, I have already written the memorandum, and I am asking you to descend to the rank, and I will ask Sikong to forward it to you!" Zhao Tong took out the booklet from his arms and handed it to Tong Guan with both hands.

"Prince Yan is loyal!" Tong Guan took Zhao Biao and supported Zhao Tong with both hands and praised him. When he said this, the people around him also praised him. If the Song Dynasty had the "Top Ten Touching People" this year, Zhao Tong would definitely be elected with a high number of votes. , Get a trophy and display it at home.

Tong Guan took Zhao Tun's memorial table and returned in vain. When he returned to the city tower, he told the story and presented the memorial table at the same time. You Zhongshu Provincial Committee discusses, get a charter!" After saying that, go out first, go down the tower, and go straight to the palace gate. The idlers waited, and after a busy meal, the crowd followed the emperor to the gate of the palace.

"Erlang, you are suffering..." Zhao Ji came to the coffin, and saw Zhao Tun's haggard face, alone, his thin body shivering in the cold wind, his face was covered with chilblains, white and purple Yes, he was already a qualified artist with rich emotions, tears came down before he could finish a sentence.

"Damn, I've suffered so many days, it's not your fault, now I'm here to show my father's kindness and filial piety!" Zhao Tang thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say so, so he quickly kowtowed, " My son kowtowed to the father, and the mother is traveling far away, and I ask the father to mourn and take care of the dragon body!" Looking at these words, others can't pick out any faults, and it makes the emperor's heart warm, obviously a duplicity.

"Erlang doesn't blame you for blocking you outside the palace?" Zhao Ji asked again after giving a little help.

"Tu'er went to Beijing in violation of the decree, and the father did not convict him. My son is so grateful!" Zhao Tun got up and stood with his hands down, and said respectfully, "Father takes care of everything every day, and now it's time for my mother to have a big funeral, so it must be even more Work hard, but the son is ignorant, causing trouble to the father, really unfilial!"

"Erlang can think so, I am very comforted for my father. I thought you were angry with your father and refused to enter the palace!" After hearing what his son said, Zhao Ji felt at ease, and said while holding Zhao Tun in his arms. His brothers are much stronger. Not only are they filial, but they are also considerate. They are afraid that I will make things difficult. They even wrote a letter of apology, and blocked the mouths of those who were facing up. How many words have been lost.

"Father, my son misses you, and also misses my mother and brothers and sisters..." Zhao Tuo threw himself into the emperor's arms and said in tears. Sometimes he felt that he was more professional than a professional actor, and they all acted in a few scenes Even if it is over, I am pretending all the time, and the more I pretend, the more I look like, even forgetting that I am from a later life.

"Erlang, don't cry, this is the decree to keep you in the capital, and our father and son will never be separated again!" Zhao Ji was also excited. It was not easy for his son to be alone at such a young age. He raised his hand to wipe the tears on his son's face Said.

"Father must not, the son is an ominous person with serious crimes, returning to the capital will not harm the father, and wait for the son to redeem his sins before serving around!" Zhao Tang was startled when he heard this, and his behavior went too far Yes, the emperor was really moved, if he really got himself back at this time, then his "great career" would be ruined, so he hurried to take it back.

"Hey, Erlang is hard for you, I'm sorry for my father, just say what you want, my father will definitely satisfy you!" Zhao Ji was even more moved when he saw Zhao Tun's anxious look, and said while stroking his head.

"Royal father, I don't want anything, as long as my father's dragon body is in good health, immortal blessings will last forever, and my life will be as long as the heavens. Long live, long live, long live!" Zhao Tun knelt down and said loudly, as if the heavens had been crushed by him at this moment. Zhao Tun's "filial piety" was moved, and snowflakes fluttered very cooperatively.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live, Prince Yan's filial piety has moved the world, the blessing of my emperor, the blessing of all people..." There will never be a shortage of flatterers around the emperor, especially around Zhao Ji, who just didn't know how to hide. Cai You, who was there, jumped out, knelt down on the ground, and shouted along with Zhao Tong with snot and tears.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..." At the beginning of his speech, no one else would dare to be negligent, and immediately followed suit, and the people in the capital who were separated by the palace guards knew that the emperor had come in person. Also crawling on the ground, and shouting long live with the officials, this scene is a bit big!Seeing all the ministers and people worshiping, Zhao Ji felt so beautiful in his heart. Seeing how much face Xuan's son gave me, even God gave me face, and he cried tears. He looked up at the snowflakes all over the sky, and then looked down at his son to untie his clothes. Putting the big cloak on Zhao Tun's body with his own hands, and saying hello several times, he was really satisfied.

"Erlang, are these your guards? I heard that they share weal and woe with you, loyal servants!" Zhao Tong said after accepting Wanmin's worship, pointing to Jianxi and others behind him.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty, it's your duty to serve your master faithfully!" Seeing the opportunity, he quickly motioned for everyone to kowtow when he heard the emperor's question.

"What a duty, you serve the master faithfully, and I will never treat you badly!" Jianxi and the others felt even happier when they heard this. The hardships of these days are not in vain. .

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Prince Yan insisted not to enter the palace, and still guarded in the small spirit shed outside the palace gate, but the emperor inspected it and affirmed it, which shows that the emperor recognized Prince Yan's behavior.Then this simple mourning shed is not suitable for the status of the prince, so the craftsmen of Houyuan Factory rushed to work overnight, and built a luxurious and huge mourning hall in front of the palace gate before the ceremony. The ministers in the court even rushed to stuff their own children in to accompany the sacrifice.Now everyone can see that Prince Yan is deeply favored by the emperor, if there is a day when he will ascend the Great Treasure in the future, these are all merits of supporting him!

The Wangri Grand Sacrifice ended in a solemn and solemn atmosphere. Zhao Tun did not stop for a moment. After knocking his head three times to the palace gate, he got on his horse and immediately left the capital under the escort of a team of forbidden troops.When the horse team rushed out of the city gate, Zhao Tong looked back at the tall city wall behind him, but he had mixed feelings. He originally resisted the decree and went to Beijing as a stopgap measure, but he didn't expect things to evolve into this step by step, and he became a hero in the eyes of the people. A model boy, the choice of the East Palace in the hearts of all officials, the emperor's beloved son, but who knows whether this is a blessing or a curse for him?