"Yes, I understand." Hao Dongqing hurriedly accepted the order and knelt down respectfully. The brothers behind him put their swords back into the scabbards, but they were still staring at the old ministers. They had been with Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya for a long time, so they naturally couldn't stand such words. They were all young and full of vigor. If Chen Qingxuan hadn't stopped them and considered that this was the coronation ceremony, they would have really made trouble.
"Sir Song." Chen Qingxuan walked up to the old man, looked him down, and said slowly, "I heard that the three sons of your family are preparing for next year's spring exam. I don't think it's necessary. As the saying goes, like father, like son. I think the sons of Sir Song are just talkative people who have relied on their words to get to the top all their lives. Such talents are better off not being accepted by the court."
As soon as Chen Qingxuan said this, the future of the Song family was completely ruined. Although Chen Qingxuan was only the Minister of Rites, An Zishang was seriously ill and could not manage the affairs. In fact, Chen Qingxuan was the Minister of Rites, and the spring examination was hosted by the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy. So as long as Chen Qingxuan was there, the Song family would never have a chance to succeed. The Song family suddenly widened his eyes, and then he fainted with a "gulp". None of the old ministers around him dared to speak. They all bowed their heads to the ground, not daring to breathe.
"Carry him away." Chen Qingxuan looked coldly at Lord Song, whose face was ashen, and spoke slowly to the guard beside him.
"Yes." Two guards came over immediately and carried Lord Song away.
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October 29, 1934
The capital.
Jingren Palace.
Early in the morning on the second day after the coronation ceremony, Pingxi King Zhong Zhiling, Zhennan General Chi Chongyuan and Tibetan General Cheng Xiangyang set out from Beijing together. Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya personally saw them off to the city gate. After returning, Zhong Mingwei rushed to attend the morning court while Mei Ya returned to Jingren Palace. After a while, Gu Qingtong, Xiao Anshi and Xiao Nianqin came into the palace to pay their respects to Mei Ya.
Pang Yi, Xiao An and their group returned to the capital three days ago. Because the palace was busy preparing for the coronation ceremony, and Xiao Nianqin had just arrived and had been restless for two days, they had delayed entering the palace until today.
"Don't kneel down!" The palace servant came to report that the two ladies had entered the palace. Mei Ya was waiting at the entrance of the main hall. Seeing the two ladies coming in with their children, they were about to bow. Mei Ya hurried forward to stop them and said to them with a smile, "I deliberately sent the palace servants away because I was worried that we sisters would feel uncomfortable talking. If you still want to kneel, just kneel in a place with many people in the future. I will definitely not stop you. Forget it today."
"Thank you very much, ma'am." Gu Qingtong and Xiao An knew that Mei Ya was like this, so they stopped being polite and followed Mei Ya into the room and sat down to talk.
Gu Qingtong took off the bag on his back, put it on the table and opened it, saying to Meiya, "Madam, these are some herbs that Mr. Gu prepared for me. He said that I should put them in the tub when I take a bath. Seeing that the weather is getting cold again, Mr. Gu is worried that my leg disease will flare up again, so he prepared these herbs for me."
Mei Ya looked at the neatly arranged packages of medicine in the bundle and smelled the familiar herbal scent emanating from it. In the past in Ningguta, Mr. Gu also mixed such herbs for Ming Wei to bathe. For a moment, Mei Ya felt a little sour in her nose. She picked up a package of herbs and brought it to her nose and sniffed it. The bitter herbal taste penetrated into her lungs, like a warm hand soothing her soul.
"Mr. Gu said that this is enough for me to use for a year. He will prepare it tomorrow and bring it to me when General Kong goes to Beijing to meet the emperor," Gu Qingtong said, taking a packet of medicine and opening it. Looking at the various herbs in it, he couldn't help but frowned and muttered softly, "It's not a complicated prescription. I can prepare it. Why does Mr. Gu have to go to so much trouble..."
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