Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...
Soon, Lin Che also got the paper.
"Old General, what should we write? Your Majesty is wise and wise. I don't think there is anything wrong with it."
Wen Hong's face was solemn. Even though the ministers were discussing, he continued to transmit his message:
"You're still young and don't understand the ins and outs of this. If the oaths of the Emperor's sacrifice fail to resonate with the spirit of the late Emperor, they will undoubtedly be criticized. This matter could be serious or minor. I'm afraid someone has tampered with the words of sacrifice. Just write a few sincere words of praise. Don't worry about anything else."
Lin Che nodded, seeming to understand.
He secretly looked at the tall figure of Jiang Li in front of him.
This is difficult to deal with.
The biggest thigh that I want to hold is now in trouble.
The reason why the empress came here to worship her ancestors was because she wanted to pray for Dagan and ask the late emperor to protect Dagan so that the flood in the southern region would pass as soon as possible.
If this worship fails, his million-dollar donation will be wasted.
This won’t do!
The key here is the oath! Just now, the Yang Master of the Yin-Yang School said that Her Majesty the Empress should recite the oath.
Um?
Could it be that the empress is now asking the ministers to write about her faults on the surface, but is actually delaying time?
When Lin Che thought of this, he was shocked, as if he had discovered a huge secret.
She is thinking of new vows!
She needs time. She needs new, powerful vows!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
With his current foundation, he is truly helpless and has no one behind him. He must seize every fleeting opportunity.
Even if it's risky, give it a try!
He picked up the brush and began to write on the paper.
General Wen Hong, who was standing next to him, took a casual glance at him, and his old face changed. He wanted to say something but stopped himself several times.
Before long, many ministers had finished writing.
They were like students who had just finished an exam, waiting for the palace maids and eunuchs to come and collect their papers.
Lin Che folded the paper and then accidentally scraped the corner of the paper, leaving a small wrinkle.
After a while, all the ministers' papers had been collected.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to read it aloud?" Qian Linggong asked from the side.
With Duke Ling of Qian's knowledge and ability, he could remember all the handwriting of the ministers in the court as long as he had seen it.
Jiang Li thought about it and shook his head slightly.
Check it out for yourself.
The first one reads:
"Your Majesty, Chiling, is a model of a wise ruler."
No faults of the empress were mentioned.
Then the second one reads:
"The emperor's grace is so great that it spreads far and wide, and the dragon robe he wears gleams like a star. The country is stable and the people are content, and he will live forever."
It is actually a poem with a sexy and sexy feel.
Jiang Li didn't look at it for long and immediately turned to the next page, then the third, the fourth... almost every page was full of praise and compliments.
No one really wrote that Your Majesty had any faults.
In other words, none of these court officials are fools.
The Empress asked you to write about her faults in public, and you actually did it? Are you really going to give up your life and your career?
As Jiang Li was flipping through the pages, she saw a folded piece of paper. She picked it up and looked through it.
Just one look and her expression changed.
Then, Jiang Li folded the paper again and put it into his sleeve.
This small action naturally caught the attention of many court officials, who all wanted to know what was written on the paper. However, because His Majesty was the only one reading it, no one knew.
Next, Jiang Li read much faster. In the process, she folded the three pieces of paper and put them away.
Finally, I finished reading all the papers.
Jiang Li handed the papers to a eunuch next to him:
"These are the true feelings of the ministers. Burn them for the late emperors to see."
The eunuch took it respectfully and burned it in the brazier next to him.
Seeing this, Lord Yang also spoke up, "Your Majesty, the time is almost up. Do we still need to chant the oath? According to custom, the sacrifice can be performed by His Majesty!"
"snort!"
Jiang Li turned his head slightly and looked at Lord Yang, with a proud look on his beautiful face.
"I am the ruler of the world, why should I need Your Highness to do it for me?"
"Ming drum—I swear anew!"
Boom boom boom!!
The sound of drums shook the sky, and the entire imperial mausoleum became quiet and solemn.
All the ministers held their breath and looked at the first empress of Dagan, wanting to see if she could gain inspiration from the previous emperors.
Jiang Li held three long incense sticks in his hands, stood proudly in the main hall, looked at the tablets of his ancestors, and swore loudly:
"I have ruled for ten years and will protect the world."
"Inherit the immortal will of the late emperor, guard the Great Wall of Qi and destiny, and suppress the dragon vein of Yongchang. May the spirits of the martyrs guard our great cause and protect our country."
"I swear here by the title of Emperor Ling!"
"When I am here, I will defend the land, expand the borders, wipe out the barbarians, and lay the foundation for my great power to last for eternity!"
"When I die, I will transform into a dragon spirit, occupying the mountains and rivers, and protecting my great cause forever!"
"This oath is witnessed by the sun and moon, witnessed by heaven and earth, and heard by all immortals, demons, devils, and gods!"