I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 107 The Trip to the Imperial Temple
Hearing that the emperor was going to hand over the matter of the bank to Wang Fu, Jiang Bao subconsciously twitched twice, and said with a bit of distrust in his expression:

"Just him?"

Wang Fu was bubbling with beauty in his heart, but when he heard this, his face was filled with anger:
"Why? Do you think our family can't do this job?"

Jiang Bao consciously made a slip of the tongue, thinking that Wang Fu still had something to do with him, he quickly grabbed Wang Fu's fat hand, and said solemnly:

"Yes, it's very capable. Manager Wang can handle such a small matter with ease. It's as easy as turning the palm of your hand. It's easy to go to heaven and earth."

"Hmph, that sounds good to my ears."

Wang Fu snorted, threw off Jiang Bao's hand and shook his head.

Li Tian looked at the black line on his forehead, these two people are more and more like an old couple, Wang Fu is timid and arrogant, and Jiang Bao is hard-spoken and soft-hearted with high martial arts.

Fuck it, absolutely.

Worried that Wang Fu would not be discouraged and told about the fact that he almost forcibly sealed the imperial decree, Jiang Bao put his face in his crotch, arched his hands, and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, this old slave thinks that it's really overkill for Mr. Wang to take charge of this errand."

Li Tian was startled when he heard the words, he didn't want to play opposite Jiang Bao, so he glared at Wang Fu, looked at the two feigned anger and said:

"Okay, don't give me any nonsense, what should I do?"

Jiang Bao smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly dragged Wang Fu up to leave.

Looking at the two people, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, Li Tian pursed the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud, what the hell.

Not long after, Empress Zhang woke up from her sleep with sore waist and knees, and the Imperial Food Supervisor also brought breakfast. Li Tian casually ordered a court lady to call Zhang Qinghuan, and turned to look at the empress who was supporting her waist and joked:
"Ling'er, the dragon in your stomach has been growing for several months."

Recalling what happened last night, the blushing color on Empress Zhang's pretty face flashed across her face, she hurriedly put her hands down from her waist, and gave Li Tian a white look:
"Your Majesty will toss the concubine."

"This can be called tossing." Mobilizing the few true qi in his body, Li Tian stretched out his hand and slowly moved towards the queen's waist, and said with a shy smile:
"We call it the harmony of yin and yang, the great harmony of life in heaven and earth."

Zhang Qinghuan happened to come in from the gate of the palace at this time, and when he heard the harmony of Yin and Yang, he covered his mouth and asked:

"Yin and Yang are in harmony, heaven and earth are in harmony and all things are born. Your Majesty is discussing Xunzi's theory of etiquette with your empress."

Zhang Qinghuan couldn't understand the harmony of yin and yang in Li Tian's mouth, but Queen Zhang could understand it, her ears turned red, and she hurriedly changed the subject:
"Qing Huan is in such a good mood today, it seems that she slept well last night."

Rourou nodded and smiled brightly. Zhang Qinghuan quickly walked to the round table, took the wooden spoon from the Queen's hand, and filled bowls of porridge.

After a simple breakfast of porridge and pickles, Li Tian didn't have time to chat, so he skillfully put on funeral hemp and went straight to the Taimiao.

Sacrifice after the national funeral is not compulsory, and the civil and military officials tacitly did not come. After all, if the boss comes, should the subordinates come?The Ministry of Rites is here, do you want the Ministry of Industry to come?

Riding on the dragon chariot, Li Tian arrived at the main hall of the Taimiao alone, and Li Tian subconsciously became solemn.

Although it is not his ancestors that are enshrined here, the black doors, brown windows, and coiling dragon pillars all affect his mood.

Just after passing the gate of the main hall, Li Tian saw two familiar figures from behind, and immediately shouted:
"Shiqi, Zirong."

According to the regulations, after the national funeral is over, the officials don't have to wear hemp, but Yang Shiqi and Mao Zedong are still wearing funeral hemp formally today.

Hearing the voice of the emperor, Yang Shiqi and the two hurriedly turned around and worshiped the tunnel:
"The old minister sees His Majesty."

Stepping forward to help the two of them up, Li Tian pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little moved in his heart.

Obviously today there is no need to wear hemp and filial piety, but the two of them not only still wore mourning hemp, but also came to the Taimiao to express their condolences. They really deserved to be famous loyal ministers in history.

"Come in with me, I am also here today to mourn the late emperor."

"The old minister obeys the order."

Yang Shiqi and Yang Shiqi bowed to each other, followed Li Tianchao from left to right.

After passing through another gate, Li Tian looked at the descendant Changsheng cauldron in the middle of the courtyard, and Li Tian knelt down with his robes lifted, and immediately bowed.

Yang Rong brought three fine incense sticks with great insight, and handed them to Li Tian when Li Tian raised his head.

Nodding his head, Li Tian stood up and went to the side to light the Chang Ming lamp himself, turned around and bowed respectfully three times, and inserted three sticks of fine incense on the incense table in front of the cauldron.

Today came alone, Li Tian was too lazy to abide by so many cumbersome sacrificial etiquette, after offering three sticks of incense to each of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di, he prepared to head back home.

When I came out, I saw Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong's eyes were red, obviously they had just cried, Li Tian didn't want to say more, coughed twice and said:
"Let's go, I will offer incense to the late emperor."

With a deep reply, Yang Shiqi suddenly cupped his hands and said:

"When the late emperor was alive, the country was rich and the people were strong, and all directions were subject to submission. My reputation spread far and wide overseas. Please, old minister, change the name of the late emperor Taizong's temple to Chengzu, and please give me your majesty's holy lesson."

Li Tian stopped walking when he heard the words, and was horrified in his heart.

Zhu Di Taizong's temple name was changed by Emperor Jiajing more than a hundred years later. How could it be so many years earlier?
Could it be that the history of the Ming Dynasty has begun to change because of his time travel?

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Li Tian turned around stiffly and said:
"Why did Shiqi suddenly want to change the temple name of the late emperor?"

"I want to report to Your Majesty, it's not that the old officials want to change, but that the late emperor's great achievements are too brilliant. Compared with Qin Huang, Hanwu, Tang Zong and Song Zu, they are not inferior in the slightest. Even if the old officials don't say anything today, there will be others in the future. "

Li Tian nodded dully, already sure in his heart that the wheel of history had begun to shift because of the intrusion of his butterfly.

Seeing Li Tian nodding his head, Yang Shiqi thought that the emperor was en-Zhun to change the temple name for the late emperor, and immediately kowtowed three times:

"Your Majesty Shengming, Your Majesty Shengming."

Hearing Yang Shiqi's yell, Li Tian only felt like a dream, moving like a puppet, suddenly his eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

When Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong saw the emperor fell down, their faces changed drastically, and they rushed to Li Tian with a loud cry. Yang Shiqi shouted anxiously:

"Tell the imperial physician, quickly pass on the imperial physician to the old man."

Yang Rong also ran out in a panic, yelling for the imperial doctor to pass on quickly.

The news that the emperor had fainted in the Taimiao quickly spread, and the six ministers, the ministers of five temples, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Imperial Academy, and the head of the Department of General Affairs all rushed to the Taimiao.

In the Taimiao, Li Tian, ​​who had fainted, had actually woken up at this time.

Looking at Yang Shiqi with pale lips and livid face, Yang Rong who was disheveled and sweating profusely, and Imperial Physician Wu who was trembling, Li Tian stood up on his feet, knowing something in his heart:

"What's wrong with me?"

Imperial Physician Wu bowed deeply and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty was overwhelmed with grief before and fainted to the ground. I have already checked His Majesty's pulse, and there is nothing serious."

(End of this chapter)