I Became an Anonymous Boss

"But you always have something to say, but you refuse to say it clearly."

"It's meaningless to say it clearly." Yan Qixia said: "You will naturally understand later."

Duanmu was about to ask, but the drunkenness became more and more hazy, and a sense of dizziness came over her. She fell down on the table and fell asleep with her face flushed.

Yan Qixia glanced at Moutai: "Sure enough, it's really intoxicating...but it's also enviable."

She got up, put Duan Mujin back on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

Then he stretched out his hand, touched her neck, found the red rope, followed the red rope, and took away the two rings on the red rope.

"Borrow it."

"Anyway, you won't agree, so let's borrow it first."

Yan Qixia took the ring in her hand, took out a letter and put it beside her pillow, then closed the window and left only a small opening for ventilation.

She turned and walked out of the guest room. At this time, the courtyard was covered with snow, like pure white fluff all over the place.

Looking at this snow scene, she was a little lost in thought for a moment, standing for half an hour.

Xiao Taohong walked by, and when she saw it, she hurriedly moved the white fox Daqiu closer.

"Miss, it's cold, so you'll be frozen."

Yan Qixia's fingers were already cold, but she didn't know it, she just looked at the scene in the courtyard, the heavy snow fell from the sky, and a lot of snow fell on the branches, just to cater to that poem.

"Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms..." Yan Qixia sighed with emotion in a low voice, then laughed and said: "Good poem, sir, you really didn't lie to me, if you say it's copied, you copied it."

Tao Hong couldn't understand.

Yan Qixia told Taohong: "Stay in Yanyun Mansion and take good care of Duan Mujin, she is drunk..."

"Miss, are you going out?" Tao Hong had a premonition of something.

"Well, go out and do something that should have been done long ago."

Tao Hong's voice trembled slightly: "Aren't you going to tell the young master?"

Yan Qixia shook her head and said, "No need...it's just goodbye, not forever."

The woman walked to the door, held up an umbrella, and walked away in the snowy night with a thin dress.

The steps left a footprint, humming a poem softly.

"May you be a thousand years old, and see you every year..."

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The auspicious snow heralds a good year, this year the ground will be covered with a three-layer quilt, and the next year will sleep on a steamed bun.

After winter, everyone is waiting for a heavy snowfall, and finally, the one who is looking forward to the stars and the moon is looking forward to a night of heavy snowfall.

Even at dawn, there is still some snow, although it is much smaller, covering the bustling imperial capital with a layer of white quilt.

There is no early dynasty today, but there are sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven that are more important than the early dynasty.

Every year at this time, an emperor should come to the Temple of Heaven with all civil and military officials to perform sacrifices. In ancient times, it was said that imperial power is bestowed by heaven, and respect for heaven has always been a superficial style that every emperor needs to learn. They govern the world Its orthodoxy comes from Daitian herdsmen.

In the morning, the crown prince was at the forefront, and led all the civil and military officials from the gate of the Forbidden City, walked across the Yingtian Bridge, passed the Dianjiangtai, and then went to Xuanwumen, until they left the city and came to the Temple of Heaven. Officially began the sacrifice.

Every time the Temple of Heaven is sacrificed, the scene is like an expedition. Thousands of officials pass by the center of the royal road, showing the demeanor of the Great Qin Dynasty Hall to the people.

Even many ordinary people in the market know a little about the structure of the court, and judging from the positions in the queue, it is even more clearly structured.

Many people are here to join in the fun, and about [-]% to [-]% of the young people are looking forward to the generals of the army. Among them, there are inevitably many army fans who can memorize the various ace arms and special arms of the Great Qin Army.

Scholars, on the other hand, went to see the civil official group. The leading Guozijian, the sacrificial wine of Yunlu Academy, and the Daqin Wenxiang were responsible for the entire arrangement of Daqin scholars. In the eyes of the students, the attitude of traveling in official uniform was Not bad for a majestic general.

Most of the women have their own preferences, no matter they are young, they are in the boudoir, or they are already married, it does not hinder their desire to see handsome men.

As for the rest of the people, they were just joining in the fun. After all, all the people in this queue were from the noble class of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it seemed that they could be tainted with a little extravagance just by looking at them.

But people with a discerning eye can understand that this vast queue has actually formed into groups, and the changes in the structure of the Great Qin Dynasty Hall have already begun to emerge.

Prince Zhao Hou is at the forefront, he is the prince after all, the position of the East Palace is unshakable, he is temporarily the champion.

But the king of Zhenbei has already surpassed the other princes, and he is only one body behind him while riding a horse.

This is no longer Sima Zhao's heart, but a naked provocation.

King Zhenbei was the youngest prince, but he completely ignored the positions of the other princes and took the second place directly. However, the other princes were also submissive, knowing that they were powerless to contend, so they simply became mascots.

In fact, this generation of princes is indeed not very good. The crown prince was appointed too early, and the other princes put down their fighting spirit early on. All touched.

If there is a prince who is a little bit ambitious, Zhao Hou may use it as a shield, but there is none. Zhao Hou can't help but regret that he has suppressed too much these years, so that he has no chess pieces to restrain Zhao Yuan. end.

We will finally find out today.

To the Temple of Heaven.

All officials are ready.

The Temple of Heaven is dedicated to offering sacrifices to heaven and earth. Naturally, it also belongs to the forbidden area of ​​the royal family. It is guarded by the forbidden army all year round. It is located on the same central axis as the Forbidden City. It is not a single place, but a whole building complex. , Prayer Valley Altar, Huangqiongyu, Huangqian Palace, Danbi Bridge, Shenyue Department, Zhai Palace, Seventy-two Connected Rooms and so on.

The scale of the building complex alone is astonishingly large, and the sacrificial ceremony is actually very cumbersome. The Ministry of Rites is in charge of this aspect, and even a little bit of simplification is not allowed. Every step must be implemented in place, otherwise the coffin will be carried to the hall to reason. .

Time passed by, and the tedious ceremony was soon gone, and the most important link was about to come.

Most ceremonies are unnecessary, but some are mandatory.

"Ding, please!"

The official announcement from the Ministry of Rites fell, and the prince waved his sleeves in the center of the Temple of Heaven, paying homage to heaven and earth.

There was a ringing sound of the Honglu bell, and the gate of the building was opened. Behind the dust-covered gate, there was a big bronze tripod.

There are two ancient seal characters on the front and back of the tripod, a total of four characters, and the letter-Yongzhen Shanhe.

This is the Yongzhen Mountain and River Cauldron that guards the Dragon Veins of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The thing that suppresses the dragon veins is also one of the most treasures in the world found by the founding emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. Through it, he got the help of the dragon veins and became the key to overthrowing the previous dynasty. For the Zhao family, it is equivalent to half an old ancestor.

Therefore, there are rumors that the one who wins this mountain and river tripod wins the world.

The Shanhe Ding in Yongzhen is bound to the luck of the Zhao family, and it is an extremely important thing of the luck of the royal family, just like the Ziwei star shining on the Forbidden City, it is naturally difficult for evil spirits to invade.

The Zhao family all have this special bonus. If it is not the Zhao family, they can also get luck from Daqin, and the way is to become an official.

Once the civil servants who entered the official position got the official position recognized by the royal family and their grade was improved, then they could also manifest the power of luck.

The third-rank civil servant is a peacock, the second-rank is a golden pheasant, and the first-rank is a crane.

The power of luck is also another trump card for scholars besides righteousness, civil servants who are stable and governing the world are definitely not easy to mess with.

The source of Daqin luck is the Yongzhen Mountain and River Cauldron, and under it is the dragon vein that runs through the middle land of the Great Qin Dynasty. Qi luck and dragon veins are inseparable.

The temple of heaven sacrifices to the heaven and the earth is just a gimmick, and the real sacrifice is the Yongzhen Shanhe Cauldron.

The most important thing is to ensure that Daqin's luck will not decline. It is extremely important to both the civil servants and the Zhao family.

But warriors who don't need the power of luck don't pay much attention to this matter, they just come to join in the fun, as a look at historical relics.

The prince stared at the Yongzhen Mountain and River Cauldron in front of him, with a little fanaticism in his eyes.

Zhao Hou turned his eyes slightly to the side, looked at King Zhenbei who was waiting quietly at the bottom of the steps, and sneered in his heart.

As long as he gets in touch with Yongzhen Shanheding, this powerful luck will almost fall on him, not the half-dead old emperor. Once the connection is established, he is only one step away from the throne.

Of course Zhao Hou didn't want to wait any longer.

He was about to take a step forward when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

A eunuch with disheveled hair rushed into the Temple of Heaven sacrifice site, and his voice overwhelmed the audience.

"—The imperial decree has arrived!"

The great eunuch Liu Gui almost forced his way in, relying on the imperial decree in his hand, no one dared to stop him even if he broke the rules.

The general of the forbidden army didn't dare to let anyone in, but when he saw the prince waving his hand, he stepped aside.

Liu Gui walked up to the Temple of Heaven holding the imperial decree and came to the prince.

"His Royal Highness." Liu Gui's skinny face was extremely ugly: "Your Majesty has an imperial edict..."

His tone was a little hesitant and blocked, and he looked extremely sad and painful.

Zhao Hou could see Liu Gui's expression trying to hide something, and naturally thought of a certain possibility.

If he was alone, he might be so excited that he punched the air, or shed tears of excitement.

But the prince still held back, the qualities of a professional prince allowed him to have excellent expression control, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be ignorant and calm: "What's the matter, father...why do you have to let me know at this time?" Come to preach the imperial decree?"

Liu Gui didn't say anything, but slowly unfolded the imperial edict with trembling hands.

"——Emperor Fengtian Chengyun, the imperial edict said——"

"I'm getting old, and I can't do what I want to do in recent years. My family can't live without a master, and my country can't live without a king. Now that I have half a day of clarity, I need to make an immediate decision. I have decided to abdicate..."

The prince was moved, his eyes were red on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart. He had been waiting for this sentence of "abdicating the throne" for many years, and now he has finally paid off his hardships. The superficial filial piety for so many years is still meaningful. It is really filial piety to him.

Liu Gui continued to read: "But before that, I need to make some decisions."

"The Minister of the Ministry of War, Feng Luo Shimen, is the Great Pillar Kingdom, commanding the military and government of the North, and having the same power as the vassal king."

"Promoted to the Imperial College Zuo Jijiu..."

"Promote the Minister of the Ministry of War..."

"Promoted to a bachelor of the Imperial Academy..."

A series of chanting up to a dozen lines, almost all were promoted, not relegated, the most important of which was Feng Dazhu Kingdom of Fomalhaut.

Even if he was as sophisticated and deep as Fomalhaut, he couldn't hide the change in his expression at this time, he was astonished, bewildered and even a little excited.

The goal of his life's struggle has been achieved so easily?

Obviously he did not hesitate to support King Zhenbei in wanting to overthrow Zhao Hou, but the old emperor was willing to give him the position of Dazhu Kingdom?

For a while, Fomalhaut even began to question the authenticity of this edict...

Immediately afterwards, Liu Gui continued to read: "Prince Zhao Hou, who has been in charge of the East Palace for more than ten years, is diligent and conscientious, and is known to be talented in governing."

The corners of the prince's mouth began to rise.

"I have high hopes for him, and think that he can be the next monarch..."