Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Yes, Your Majesty" several ministers led the order to withdraw, and Zhenzong got up and closed the door and said to Defang, "Brother Emperor, I'm sorry that you have given up on what Zhao Anyi said, otherwise I really don't know how to deal with it."

"Your Majesty, the spiritual thrones of the two empresses have been placed for many years, and they may be criticized if they change their positions. What's more, they are both empress titles. It is enough to be able to enter the imperial mausoleum to accompany the late emperor. I believe that the spirits of the late emperor and the empresses will also console."

"Brother Huang said..." Zhenzong thought for a while, "Brother Huang, I have an idea, I don't know if it is feasible."

"Please speak, Your Majesty"

"Just like what Brother Cai just said, although my biological mother was not conferred the title of empress before her death, and she was not conferred the title during the time of the first emperor, but she is the biological mother of me and brother Chu after all. Therefore, I want to build a new mausoleum for my birth mother near Yongchang Mausoleum, to accompany the late emperor, so as to comfort my birth mother's spirit in heaven."

Defang looked at Zhenzong and said, "Your Majesty is extremely filial, and I feel the same. Your Majesty is the king of the Song Dynasty. Building a mausoleum for the birth mother is also filial piety. I think it should be done."

"Okay, I'm relieved to have the emperor's words. I will order the Zongzheng Temple and the Ministry of Rites to do it tomorrow morning, and appoint Li Hang as the envoy of the Yuanling."

"Your Majesty asked Prime Minister Li to be the envoy of Yuanling? Will it be possible?"

"Brother Huang, you also said that Empress Yuande is the biological mother of me and brother Chu Wang. No matter what, she is also being posthumously named queen now. If I send someone else to do it, I feel that the status does not match."

Defang knew that Zhenzong had made up his mind, so he said, "Your Majesty is thinking about it, so let's do what His Majesty wants."

Zhenzong decreed in that month that a new mausoleum would be built near Yongchang Mausoleum for his biological mother, Li Hang, the prime minister, as the envoy of Yuanling, and posthumously bestowed on his father Li Ying as the Taiwei of the school inspector, the Jiedu envoy of Anzheng, and the king of Changshan County. His mother was posthumously named Mrs. Wei Guotai.

Zhenzong and Defang chatted for a while after dinner, and when they returned to Nanqing Palace, it was nearly Xushi, when Defang came to Congpu's bedroom and did not see him there, so he asked, "Where is Congpu?"

The waiter replied, "Go back to the lord, His Royal Highness is in your dormitory. After dinner, the empress will take the young Highness back to the house."

Defang went back to the dormitory and opened the door to enter. Seeing Congpu lying on the bed, Concubine Di was rubbing Congpu's back. Seeing this, Defang asked, "Ma'am, what's wrong with Congpu?"

"My lord, you are back. The national player said that it would be better if you rub Cong Pu's back often."

"Then why does Madam come by herself, just ask Pu to rub her back." Defang supported Concubine Di, "Madam is not in good health, what if she gets hurt."

"No, it's not practicing martial arts, so it won't hurt you." Concubine Di smiled

Defang helped Concubine Di, and sat on the edge of the bed to rub Cong Pu's back, "Let me do it. If I get tired or hurt Madam, my heart will be distressed, and I will rub Madam's back at that time."

Concubine Di smiled and patted Defang, "My lord, Cong Pu is here, don't talk about that."

Defang turned her head to look at Cong Pu tilting her head, looking at the two of them with an unknown face, and said with a smile, "This little guy still can't understand, hehehe"

"Grandpa" Cong Pu said, "Why did you come back?"

"Grandpa went to the palace to meet the emperor and talked about something so he came back late. Cong Pu misses grandpa?"

"Well, has Grandpa had dinner?"

"I've used it." Defang smiled, "Congpu, did you feel better when grandma rubbed your back just now?"

"Well, it's hot." Cong Pu stretched out his hands, "The hands are also hot."