The twelfth month of the first year of Bai'an.
Snow flakes were falling, the white walls inside and outside the capital were painted with red flags, and the red bricks turned into black tiles, creating a new look to welcome the coming of spring.
The two carriages drove along the wall and skillfully turned left into Jiqingfang. Without anyone placing a footstool, the gray and dark brown figure that came out of the carriage jumped down flexibly with legs together, looked up and admired the newly paved magnificent bright red walls and dark bricks and tiles.
After a long while, he finally uttered a sentence that was difficult to describe: "It's so ugly."
Qiao Fangzhi, who got off another carriage, twitched his mouth helplessly: You are just a big gray rat, what right do you have to despise others for being ugly?
What's more, Qiao Fangzhi blew his beard with his crutch.
Besides, where is it ugly! ?
Red walls, golden tiles, and white snow.
The artistic conception is that the vastness hides wealth and the red walls hide uprightness.
Great kindness, great simplicity, great elegance, and great nobility.
It was so beautiful that he picked up a pen and painted a picture yesterday!
Master Qiao has always been able to tolerate his evil disciples' aesthetic tastes: Why bother with a big gray rat!
The broad-shouldered man who rode up next turned over and picked up the big gray mouse as soon as it landed. He didn't even look up and immediately responded: "It's ugly, like a festive vase in the midst of feasting and revelry."
Qiao Fangzhi's crutch tilted, he could no longer endure it and there was no need to endure it any longer.
Qiao Fangzhi hit his eldest son's knee with his cane: "Bullshit! This is a sign of the founding of the Celestial Empire!"
Since the Baiduo Rebellion, the capital has not been renovated for 20 years. The main roads and wide alleys are still worth seeing, but the narrow roads and dark alleys here have been exposed to rain and sun for years, and the walls are mottled and the tiles are sparse, which is very unsightly.
Now, taking advantage of the new year and new atmosphere, in the first year of Princess Bai'an's accession to the throne, after receiving the tribute from the Japanese, she immediately opened the national treasury to repair bridges and roads, repair shacks outside the capital, and mend the peeling walls inside the city... The capital city has a new look, as if the past has been washed away.
The past is dark and cannot be retrieved, but the future is bright and glorious.
Things like the Baiduo Rebellion, the lack of virtue of Emperor Zhaode, and the lameness of Emperor Xun are all bad and I won’t mention them anymore.
The snow fell softly, mixed with the lush and biting cold air and the festive atmosphere of the big red lanterns hanging high, bringing an overwhelming liveliness and blessing to the Great Wei.
"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, and the coming year will surely be an auspicious year."
Qiao Fangzhi's eyes were red with anger, and he could not help but sigh, "Abbot Xinhe once made a divination for the Grand Princess Bai'an who was traveling incognito - the grass and trees will wither and the village will be up, and the pure jade will flow with the water and spring will come."
Qiao Fangzhi now realized the subtlety of this: "The grass and trees are withered and the village is going up", doesn't it refer to the abdicated emperor's escape to Liangshan? Doesn't the refined jade refer to the Xianjin whose original name is Yinfei? Doesn't "following the water" refer to the precious yuan coming from the sea?
Spring comes again, which refers to the fortune of the Wei Dynasty. Under the adverse situation that two emperors were not very reliable, a stunning empress suddenly appeared. The three hundred years of the Wei Dynasty was like a dead tree coming back to life, regaining vitality in the long river of stars.
——Emperor Zhaode’s death was not glorious. After escaping secretly from Chengde, he died tragically in a bandit camp. When he was found by a farmer who went up the mountain to chop firewood, maggots had grown on his face and limbs.
In a long-abandoned fortress, hundreds of people suddenly died. The blood soaked into the soil and the blooming flowers gave off a stench of corpses, which was enough to scare the farmers into shaking, thinking they had entered some mysterious eighteen levels of hell.
At this point, the former emperor, who had been dead for almost seven days, was finally discovered to have passed away.
Died with him were his children, the former queen, several high-ranking concubines, and a hundred or so personal guards wearing cold helmets.
Coincidentally, at this time, a white banner was hung at the palace of Prince Xiao, the abdicated emperor, on the outskirts of the city, and the funeral was held. The coffin was placed in the imperial mausoleum, and all the male descendants of the Wei royal family were wiped out.
For a time, all kinds of rumors were spread in the market.
Some said, "This is all a conspiracy by the Japanese! They must have sent top warriors to Wei to assassinate me!"
Someone said, "Curse! It must be a curse! The Wei Dynasty is going to perish!"
There are also those who say, "Eighty percent of the time it was an internal struggle. The sage first killed Prince Xiao, and Prince Xiao killed the sage in return. When will the cycle of revenge end?"
More people turned their attention to Princess Bai'an, the person who had been keeping silent behind the scenes.
He looked away but didn't dare to open his mouth or utter a single word - having learned from past experience, who would dare to be so lively when there are maggots crawling in their eyes?
One hundred days after the national mourning, someone in the cabinet proposed that Princess Bai'an choose a young son from the royal family to raise by her side and support him to become emperor. Princess Bai'an could still rule the country from behind the curtain and govern on behalf of her son. When the young emperor grew up and Princess Bai'an was over sixty years old, she could hand over power smoothly and retire after completing her mission.
This proposal was highly praised by the court officials, who also brought up Empress Deng, the original wife of Emperor He of Han who was ordered to support the young son in times of crisis, and Liu E, who returned power to the emperor, to praise Princess Bai'an.
When the remonstrance was first made, Princess Bai'an remained silent for a moment before ordering the court to be dismissed; when the remonstrance was made again, Princess Bai'an smiled and said nothing before ordering the court to be dismissed;
After three times of admonition, Zhongwu Hou Qiao Hui jumped forward. The young high-ranking official was wearing a purple robe, holding a jade cymbal in one hand, with his chin raised high. He glanced at the old ministers with the corner of his mouth curled up and said, "The women you are talking about, Empress Deng's surname is Deng, and Liu'e's surname is Liu, both of them are foreign surnames! You colleagues, don't forget that your highness's surname is Xu - he has the same father as Prince Xiao and Emperor Zhaode!"
An old official spoke tremblingly: "What does this mean? Could it be that Your Highness intends to ascend the throne as the empress!?"
Qiao Hui glanced at them, and Hu Hualiang, the chief general of the Xijiao Camp Cavalry Guard, stepped forward first, bowed and clasped his fists: "Your Highness has worked hard in the northern border for twenty years, killed the old man Tuotuo, suppressed the rebellion at Yumen Pass, and went to the southeast to suppress the Japanese pirates, lifted the sea ban, strengthened the foundation of the country, punished the treacherous ministers, and accepted the tributes from all nations - I sincerely welcome Your Highness to ascend the throne!"
Then, more than 30 people from the Ministry of Revenue, Ministry of War, Honglu Temple, Xijiao Camp, and Imperial Guard Camp followed.
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