When the emperors of Daqing dynasties ascended the throne, in addition to a series of procedures such as the coronation ceremony, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, ancestral temples and the country, there was also a very important procedure, which was to pay homage to the ancestral tombs.
Zuling, as the name suggests, is the mausoleum of Ji Taizu, the founding emperor of Daqing. Taizu was buried in Gaodu, the birthplace of Daqing, which was another secondary capital of the Daqing Dynasty.
Gaodu, originally named Gaozhou, is also the ancestral home of the Ji royal family. After Taizu founded the country and proclaimed himself emperor, he chose Gaodu as his eternal resting place and built a mausoleum. Afterwards, eight consecutive emperors of Daqing built mausoleums and resting places here, including Taizong, Gaozong, Shengzong and other famous emperors in Daqing history. This is the Eight Tombs of Gaodu, the most important ancestral mausoleum of the Daqing Dynasty.
Therefore, paying homage to the ancestral tomb is of great significance, especially for those like the young emperor who are adopted from a small clan. Paying homage is a must. Firstly, these procedures must be followed regarding their origins. Secondly, and more importantly, they are also descendants of Taizu, and they also demonstrate their bloodline of Taizu and Taizong, and the legitimacy of their succession.
Thinking back to the old emperor, and his biological father, Emperor Yongqing, the father and son even chose to get off the sedan chair and walk when they were still fifty miles away from the ancestral tomb, walking step by step to the ancestral tomb to pay homage to the emperor in order to show their filial piety.
However, the little emperor is too young, so this is not necessary and we can just follow the normal procedures.
The Ministry of Rites had drawn up the procedure for paying homage to the ancestral tombs since the young emperor ascended the throne. After that, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory selected an auspicious day, and finally the auspicious day for the visit was set on the tenth day of the eleventh month.
Basically, all the important civil and military officials in and outside Yangdu, as well as the ladies of honor, had to go on this trip.
Paying homage to the ancestral tomb is the same as mourning and burying the late emperor. Unless one is really bedridden and sick and unable to move, one has to go.
There is no need to mention Yang Yanzong and Su Ci. Yang Chongying had to go as well, but he and Yan Shi had a long-term illness and an old injury respectively. When the old emperor passed away, the two of them cried until the next day and could not hold on any longer and collapsed. As for those who were really too old, the ritual officials were also worried about the bad luck of the dead, so the subsequent leave requests were approved immediately.
This was all witnessed by everyone at the time. The poor health of Yang Chongying and Yan was well-known to the public, so the report of illness was quite smooth. After the Ministry of Rites sent someone to check, it was quickly approved.
Ren did not report any illness. Firstly, she was not sick. Secondly, she was in the second trimester of pregnancy and still had several months to give birth. It would be inappropriate to report it. The application could be approved or not.
Ren was always considerate. Her family and Kun were at odds, so she naturally didn't want to give anyone a chance to talk about her. Anyway, they had to travel by car and boat, and with her status, it was impossible for her to suffer. The most she would have to do was kneel down to pay her respects, which was not a big deal.
Seeing that she was in good condition, Ji Yuanhao just let her go.
By mid-October, all was ready with enough vehicles and boats, and an auspicious day for departure was chosen. While the river was still frozen, the dragon boats led the way, and the imperial court followed the emperor to the Yangdu wharf, boarding the boats and setting sail eastward downstream.
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It was October and the snow had not yet fallen, but the northwest wind was already very cold. The banks of the river were turning slightly green and yellow, the sky and earth were vast and boundless, large ships were sailing eastward through the water, and the golden sunset was shining on the river, making the waves sparkle.
The entire river was closed under martial law. From a distance, the sky and water appeared to be one color. The scenery was different from the thousands of boats racing in the past.
On the deck of the official ship, there was a round table, two armchairs, and the aroma of tea. Ji Yuanhao and Yang Yanzong sat on the left and right, half official and half idle. After they finished discussing some important matters before the New Year, they chatted casually about the previous topic.
“Cheng Tan, Cheng Tan!”
Ji Yuanhao picked up the pen and quickly wrote a few lines on the paper, then turned back and said, "Give this to Zheng Guo later."
Ji Chengtan responded and lowered his head to take it.
"Why are you hanging your head all day?" Ji Yuanhao said in surprise, "Why haven't I seen you these days? What are you doing in your room all day?"
In the past, Ji Chengtan always followed Ji Yuanhao around, but these days Ji Yuanhao was not paying attention and always looked back and didn't see his brother, so he was very puzzled.
Ji Chengtan had no choice but to say, "The affairs of the Palace Gate Supervisor have not been sorted out yet. I have been looking into it these days."
Yang Yanzong took a sip of tea and raised his eyelids, saying, "How can such a small task, which can be done with just a little effort, take so much time?"
Isn’t this too lame?
Yang Yanzong sneered in his heart, what a useless and incompetent person.
A few days ago, after taking control of half of the palace, Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao immediately arranged for their trusted men to be on guard. The two of them evenly distributed the positions and control rights, both large and small. Needless to say, this needs no further explanation.
It is worth mentioning that Ji Yuanhao planned to promote his younger brother and give him a formal military position. He originally planned to give him the position of commander of the Palace Gate Supervisor. The Palace Gate Supervisor was one of the twenty-four palace guards. It was not very large, but the responsibilities were heavy and the position was not low. It was quite appropriate to put Ji Chengtan here.
He casually said this to Yang Yanzong, and Yang Yanzong also seemed to answer casually at that time. However, he said that Ji Chengtan had not yet officially taken charge of military affairs, so it seemed inappropriate for him to sit up straight away.
Ji Yuanhao thought about it and agreed. It would be better to accumulate some experience before moving up. So Ji Chengtan was moved down again, and finally he was appointed as the deputy commander of the Palace Gate Supervisor.
Yang Yanzong pushed Ji Chengtan to the position of deputy in one go, and now he seems to be mocking him casually. Of course, not many people understand him, except the two parties involved.
This has been the case every time he encounters it recently. Ji Chengtan knows it very well and tries to avoid it if possible.
He lowered his head and said nothing. Ji Yuanhao smiled and said, "Not really. He is new to it, so it is normal for him to be slow."
He told his brothers: "If you don't understand something, come and ask me, or you can ask Qu Chengrong."
Qu Chengrong is the commander-in-chief of the Palace Gate Supervisor and Ji Yuanhao's confidant.
"Okay, I understand, big brother. I'll go first then."
"Go ahead."
Ji Yuanhao watched his brothers go to the side of the ship, then retracted his gaze and glanced at Yang Yanzong who was drinking tea with his eyes lowered. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was something weird between these two people?
"Okay, let's stop here for today."
It’s not that Yang Yanzong didn’t notice Ji Yuanhao’s gaze, but he had no obligation to answer other people’s questions.
How could he possibly dump something like this out on his own? Is this a joke?
After sending Ji Chengtan away, he snorted in his heart. After finishing the business, he didn't stay for long. He drank half a cup of tea and then got up and left.
Yang Yanzong is now committed to driving away the impression Ji Chengtan left in Su Ci's heart. First love, the first time, how special! All operas have singing, which is most likely to be unforgettable for a lifetime. This made Yang Yanzong feel uneasy. However, after he suffered a setback at the hands of Su Ci, he never mentioned this kid named Ji again. What he often did was to openly repair the plank road while secretly attacking Chencang.
When he found Su Ci, Su Ci was lying on the side of the boat looking at the scenery. Although the wind was cold, the scenery was really beautiful. The setting sun and the sparkling golden light were simply amazing. I hope the weather will be good next.
As she was enjoying the view, a familiar warm embrace embraced her from behind. The tall man opened his cloak and wrapped her whole body. He placed his chin on her shoulder and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Yang Yanzong's radar was fully activated, because Ji Chengtan had just come towards this side of the ship. He glanced left and right: "Did you see anyone just now?"
"Who is it?"
Su Ci was puzzled. She turned around and glanced at him. She immediately understood. She: "..."
She couldn't help laughing, what a stingy guy! It's amazing.
Yang Yanzong has been very creative recently. He gave her hairpins again, a huge stack of them, filling up her dressing table. Then he secretly put the one she liked the most in the place where the plum blossom hairpin had been placed.
The plum blossom hairpin had disappeared long ago, and Su Ci didn't dare to ask.
He also took her out to play, to release river lanterns, to temple fairs, to stroll along the chrysanthemum embankment, to hold hands in the rain, and so on. In short, it was basically all the dates that young lovers would have. He must have worked so hard, that he still found time to complete this series of love activities despite being so busy.
He also asked her if she liked it, and finally casually added, "Is it your favorite?"
He was only happy when Su Ci said yes.
Su Ci recalled, chuckling, she put her arms around his neck, rested her forehead on his chin, and laughed for a while. She took something out of her arms and said, "Can I give you something?"
Yang Yanzong suddenly perked up, "What?"
He looked down and saw that Su Ci was holding a jade button in her hand. No, it was a pair. A thumb-sized mutton-fat jade button could be divided into two small ones. When the two were buckled together, they became a big one that fit perfectly.
This jade button is named "Concentric Button".
The mutton-fat jade heart-shaped buckle in Su Ci's hand was slightly yellow and smooth, as beautiful as her fair and smooth fingertips. And most importantly, a red silk rope had been tied to the two buckles of the buckle. Su Ci untied the silk rope of one of them, circled it around his neck, stood on tiptoe to tie a long knot, and pulled it tightly.
She leaned close to his ear and said with a smile, "A token of love!"
"Do you like it?"
Are you satisfied, brother? Can you please stop making trouble?
Yang Yanzong was so surprised and delighted that he reached out and touched the jade button. He lowered his head and held it with his hands to examine it carefully for a long time, with the corners of his lips curled up to the back of his ears, "I like it, I like it!"
Love it!
He couldn't help but lower his head and kissed her heavily on the cheek. Su Ci laughed. Her back leaned against the side of the boat, and he stretched out his arms and held her in his arms.
Yang Yanzong was really satisfied this time. He pressed Su Ci's head, who was laughing silently, into his arms, with the corners of his lips raised.
Well, I have the token of love. It was given to me by Cier!
So he thought to himself, add one point to himself, and then subtract one point from the guy named Ji.
Consciously, the task of expelling Ji Chengtan's impression from Su Ci's mind had taken a big step forward, and he nodded with satisfaction.
make persistent efforts!
I believe it won’t be long before Su Ci will completely forget about this guy!
Yang Yanzong had sharp senses. With the movement of his peripheral vision, he caught a glimpse of a dark blue robe corner appearing behind the cabin at the end of his sight on the left. Today, Ji Chengtan was wearing a dark blue straight robe. He sneered in his heart, this kid is really here!
Yang Yanzong himself was a very possessive person. He glanced at her with a sneer in his heart, then leaned over and kissed Su Ci's lips. He didn't want to be seen by others, so he moved his cloak to cover her head and face.
While they were kissing passionately, Ji Chengtan could not hide his bitterness.
He took a peek and immediately stepped back, leaning his back against the cabin wall and looking up at the sky. He felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart. Just as he was closing his eyes to hold back the tears in his eyes, suddenly a hand patted him on the shoulder.
Ji Chengtan was startled and turned his head quickly, only to find that it was his eldest sister-in-law Ren.
Ren was wearing an ermine fur cloak and had been standing there quietly for some time, but Ji Chengtan was so absorbed in that that he didn't even notice.
“Sister-in-law!”
Ji Chengtan was panicked, and Ren smiled: "Yes, it's me, Chengtan, come with me."
On that day, the uncle and sister-in-law had a conversation.
Ren took Ji Chengtan back to the outer hall of her cabin. Her eyes were gentle yet stern: "Chengtan, do you remember what you promised me?"
"Promise me that you won't think about her anymore, don't follow her anymore, and forget about her from now on!"
Ji Chengtan said hurriedly: "Sister-in-law, I didn't follow her. I didn't go to her on purpose, really!"
But the ship is so small, with so little space for public activities, and he has someone he loves, so it's hard for him to control his gaze. But in fact, he had been avoiding her very deliberately, except when he happened to meet her, he could not help but secretly take another look.
Ren still stared at him gently but sternly. Ji Chengtan said in a hoarse voice for a while and assured: "Sister-in-law, ... I, I will, I will! Don't worry."
After saying this, for some reason, his heart ached and he had the urge to cry. He tried hard to hold it back, but his eyes turned red.
Ren was relieved and touched Ji Chengtan's temples with her hand: "Erlang, I'm not trying to embarrass you. You have to get married eventually. In the future, you will have your own family and your own children. Forget about her, okay?"
"well!"
Ji Chengtan nodded in greeting and tried to deal with his elder sister-in-law reluctantly. He could not sit still and drank two sips of tea. When he heard his brother's footsteps, he hurriedly left.
Rushing out of the cabin, the sky was black and red, the afterglow filled the sky, the water was sparkling blue, and a whistling cold wind blew over my face.
Ji Chengtan hid at the stern of the boat, leaning against the wall, and after holding back his tears for a long time, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
He was privately feeling extremely uncomfortable. The word "love" was difficult to explain. He could not forget her, nor did he want to get married, let alone start a family while already having someone in his heart. He did not want to betray her, and even more so, he did not want to betray his own heart.
But there were several huge mountains pressing down on him, leaving him no chance to choose.
Ji Chengtan felt extremely uncomfortable and hated himself for being incompetent. If he could be as capable as Yang Yanzong or his brother, he would have been able to make up his mind not to get married, right?
...What should he do?
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Inside the cabin.
"What are you and your uncle talking about in private?"
After Ji Yuanhao and Yang Yanzong dispersed, he packed up a little and turned back to his room. Before he entered the house, he saw Ji Chengtan rushing out with his head down, and he didn't even see him.
He was stunned for a while, then continued into the house and asked Ren who was sitting at the table.
He came back so suddenly that he scared the two people inside. Ren smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Didn't you ask me to talk to him? I was just talking about it. It's going well. Chengtan agreed to meet me and get married next year."
"That's fine!"
Ji Yuanhao was also very happy to hear this, but when it comes to Ji Chengtan, he is a little confused: "I always feel that there is something strange between Shenxing and Chengtan."
Ren's heart skipped a beat, and she tightened her grip on the handkerchief, and hurriedly said, "No way? Yang Shenxing didn't know Cheng Tan very well before!"
Ji Yuanhao glanced at her and thought: "That's true."
He saw the handkerchief in Ren's hand and asked, "What's wrong with it? The handkerchief is frayed."
The silk handkerchief that Ren was using was torn into several strands by accident.
Ren looked down and smiled, "Fingernails are painted."
Ji Yuanhao: "Let the maid fix it for me."
At this time, Ji Yuanhao didn't take this matter too seriously. He just let go of the slight abnormality as long as there was a decent reason.
He had another matter in mind.
Ji Yuanhao pushed open the porthole. The wind was blowing, and from this direction, he could see far ahead.
All I saw were steep green mountains standing tall and majestic. .
He looked for a while and said, "Gao Ling, we are almost there."
Taizu's mausoleum is located in Gaoling County, 80 miles west of Gaodu.
By the way, he also made this trip to pay homage to his ancestors.
His ancestor, the King of Dingshan, was the twelfth son of Taizu.
He is also a descendant of Taizu!
Ji Yuanhao felt confused and stared for a long time until it got dark and he could no longer see anything. When a cold wind blew, he came back to his senses, collected his thoughts, closed the window, and asked his men to present the intelligence to be processed.
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The boats cut through the water, traveling during the day and resting at night. After getting used to life on the boat, these ladies of the imperial court, both civil and military, gradually became active, enjoying the scenery and taking walks in groups of three or five. When the boat stopped, they would cross the boat to meet each other. Although they did not dare to be overly joyful during the visit, the atmosphere was still good.
However, behind this calmness, some things are happening quietly.
It's not that Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao were not on guard. In fact, they had been on guard against possible trouble from Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun. The brother and sister were known to be cruel and ruthless, and had countless assassins under their command. Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao had always been highly vigilant against them.
But sometimes, there are some things that cannot be dealt with by just being vigilant and on guard.
There is a saying that "a centipede will die but its body remains intact." Of course, the Kun family is now at its peak, but from this sentence, we can see the deep roots and power of these huge families.
The prosperity for hundreds of years and the century-old family are no joke.
They have some things that these upstarts cannot have, and they also know some things that the other party cannot know.
This is the heritage, this is the inheritance!
There are even some top secrets that even the second branch of the Kun family may not know. These were originally passed down orally between the father and son of the eldest branch of the Kun family in the Duke Kun’s Mansion.
For example, the secret of Longling.
For example, there are a group of death warriors under the death warriors. They were given to Uncle Kun by his father before his death. They are the support of the eldest son of the legitimate wife. If his uncle is unwilling to return power after he grows up, Uncle Kun is not without the ability to compete.
Uncle Kun has more than one such trump card.
Act after careful planning, this opportunity will never come back, and none of their opponents are simple characters!
Uncle Kun and Empress Dowager Kun, brother and sister, planned and deployed meticulously, and did everything without making a fuss. After the fleet docked and switched from water to land, they traveled for another five days. When Gaoling was about to be in sight, the brother and sister finally took action quietly.
In the quiet manor on the east side of Lizhuang headquarters, there was a slight bitter smell of medicine outside the air. The eunuchs and palace servants tried to walk as lightly as possible, for fear of disturbing the sick Empress Dowager in the room.
Empress Dowager Kun was really ill. This plan was too important, so if she wanted to pretend, she would just be really ill, without any mistakes.
Empress Dowager Kun had fallen ill from anger before, so it was natural for her to suffer from this disease on and off. She insisted on not claiming to be ill, but later her illness became more serious and she was bedridden.
Our dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and the young emperor's succession was recorded under the name of Empress Dowager Kun. In other words, Empress Dowager Kun was his legal mother and biological mother. When Empress Dowager Kun was ill, he visited her three times a day and took care of her. This was all necessary.
Empress Dowager Kun was not very happy at first, but soon she burst into tears and reconciled with the little emperor - this strategy seemed to be an attempt to win over the little emperor.
This is perfectly normal. After all, she has raised the little emperor for many years and has some feelings for him. In this situation, even if she may not be as good as if he were her biological parents, she certainly cannot continue to be hostile to the little emperor. Pushing the little emperor to the two hostile parties is a bad idea.
But is this really the case?
Of course not!
"Since you can't use it for my benefit, humph! So what if I don't want this Kun bloodline?!"
Empress Dowager Kun looked fierce.
That night, after finishing discussions with the clan elders who served as officials in the court, Kun Xin was returning to his room to rest with a sense of confidence. He had been injured for a long time, had been on sick leave for many years, and held an honorary title. He could have chosen not to pay homage to the ancestral tomb, but now that he had come out again, he naturally did not want to give anyone an opportunity to do so. This visit was just the right opportunity for him to show his face again.
That night, at Master Kun's residence in Huangxiang, an assassination occurred silently in the corridor from the outer hall to the main courtyard, the weakest and most hidden spot in the defense.
At the last critical moment, a personal servant beside Kunxin suddenly jumped up and cut his throat.
Kun Xin stared with his eyes wide open, and died with his eyes open.
"As for Kuntai, we will deal with him before the visit."
The little emperor came to visit the patient as usual, but Empress Dowager Kun, who was lying on the sickbed, suddenly sat up. Her face was still flushed and she looked obviously sick, but in contrast to her previous weakness, her phoenix eyes burst out with a fierce light!
At her residence, Empress Dowager Kun could ensure that everything was kept secret, so she could speak and act without restraint.
Queen Mother Kun got up, put on her clothes, slowly got off the bed and paced a few steps, then turned back to look at the astonished little emperor: "Emperor, are you surprised?"
Queen Mother Kun looked down from above, coldly overlooking this ungrateful bastard! She is also cruel. The little emperor's heart has been deviated and he is already out of control. Good! Then she and Uncle Kun made the decision without hesitation - what if the throne did not require Kun's bloodline? !
Since her brother and sister can bring up the first one, they can naturally bring up the second one!
No matter how powerful Yang Yanzong, Ji Yuanhao and Kun Xin are, can they be as powerful as the old emperor? !
She has already received Kun Xin's head, and Huang Xiang's "Kun Xin" has also returned to her room to rest. Very good, after the matter is done, she will kill this kid in front of her, and then bring up another one. If she is not happy, there will be plenty of emperors who want Kun's bloodline in the future.
——But it doesn’t have to be Ji Wen!
The look in Empress Dowager Kun's eyes was so cold and terrifying that the little emperor was horrified. He stepped back, but his back hit another person. The little emperor was shocked and turned around hurriedly. It was Uncle Kun!
Uncle Kun waved his hand, and two assassins dragged a bloody man up.
The little emperor screamed in horror: "Ah——"
He rushed over: "Mother, mother! What's wrong with you?! Mother, mother——"
This bloody person turned out to be Xiao Kun.
The most difficult Kun Xin was solved, so a little Kun was naturally no problem. Empress Dowager Kun hated little Kun so much. At this moment, little Kun's legs were soft and her kneecaps were broken. She was beaten with an iron whip with barbs and her body was bleeding. Her face was scratched and even her nose was cut off. She looked horrible and miserable, and was dying.
The two assassins threw her to the ground. The little emperor pounced on her, but he didn't dare to shake. There were too many scars on his mother's body. He cried bitterly, "Mother, mother, mother——"
However, in order to prove that she was not dead yet, one of the assassins pulled the little emperor away, and the other took a sip of wine and sprayed it on Xiao Kun's face.
Xiao Kun was in great pain and immediately struggled to wake up. She saw the little emperor and twitched a few times, trying to reach out his hand. The little emperor hurriedly crawled over and held his mother's deformed fingers, "Mom, Mom——"
Xiao Kun moved her mouth a few times, but no sound could be heard. She was in great pain, "Help, help me——"
The little emperor burst into tears and turned back in a hurry, using his little body to block his mother.
Queen Mother Kun smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't talk nonsense, your mother will not die."
The little emperor was horrified. He protected his mother and nodded desperately.
He was really scared. He had been living a life of luxury since he was a child. Even when Hong Gu and others were executed, they were just dragged away. He had never seen such a scene. The person who was being tortured to a bloody mess was his own mother!
He nodded desperately, and agreed to whatever Queen Mother Kun said.
Queen Mother Kun smiled with satisfaction, "Also, Emperor, you have to lend me something."
She raised her chin.
The little emperor was confused and looked up in fear at the assassins who suddenly leaned over to grab him. One of them covered his mouth and the other quickly took off his shoes and socks. With a flash of silver light, the sharp dagger cut the base of the little toe of the little emperor's left foot cleanly. A small puff of blood splashed, and with a light "click", the little toe fell to the ground!
The little emperor screamed, but was held firmly in the palm of his hand.
The assassins quickly stopped the bleeding, injected a tube of penicillin into the little emperor, and then put a cotton pad on the little emperor, put an artificial toe on him, wiped off the blood, put on shoes, socks and boots, and he looked exactly the same as before.
The little emperor was in great pain and fear, and tried to shrink back. Before he could touch little Kun, Queen Mother Kun pulled him up. She smiled and wiped away the little emperor's tears with a wet handkerchief. "Why are you panicking? Don't panic. Don't let anyone know before Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao die. Do you understand?"
"Otherwise," she laughed twice, "your mother will have to die. Not only your mother will die, but your father will also die, and he will die miserably, do you understand?"
She gently patted the little emperor's face, and the little emperor's lips trembled, "Then, if they are all dead, can my mother and I go home?"
He broke down. He didn't want to be the emperor anymore. He wanted to go home!
Queen Mother Kun leaned over, lifted his chin, and nodded affirmatively: "Okay, after this is done, you and your mother can go home."
I will order someone to send your family back to your hometown. She sneered in her heart but did not show it on her face. Her expression even softened. She ordered someone to give Xiao Kun medicine.
The little emperor finally showed a little hope under his panicked eyes. He turned around to look at his mother and heard Queen Mother Kun say, "After you go back, continue to fast and observe the rules, and wait for the audience tomorrow. You must pretend that nothing happened, no matter who you are talking to. Do you understand?"
The little emperor wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously.
Queen Mother Kun ordered her attendants, "Why don't you help Your Majesty wash and comb his hair?"
The assassin responded and carried the little emperor into the compartment.
The inner room became quiet, the blood on the ground was wiped clean, and apart from the dying Xiao Kun, everything seemed to be back to normal.
Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun looked at each other, and everything was understood without words, and they acted according to the plan.
Kuntai has already gone to the mausoleum in Gao County with the officials from the Ministry of Rites to make arrangements, so we will deal with him before the action tomorrow.
It turns out that only the eldest son is qualified to know the secret of Taizu's mausoleum, but their father died of illness a year before their grandfather. In order to prevent the possibility of accidents in the plan, their grandfather told his second uncle Kunxin before his death.
After several discussions, the brother and sister finally decided to get rid of the three people from the second house who might know about the situation before taking any action.
As for the toe, it had already been put into a box. Queen Mother Kun opened it and took a look, then handed it to the remaining assassin, "Go."
Give it to King Qian.
I believe that King Qian will know what to do!
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The little emperor washed his face and tried hard to adjust his expression. As usual, he stayed with Empress Dowager Kun for about two quarters of an hour and then went back to his residence to continue fasting and observing the abstinence.
On the way, he met General Xu Wenkai.
General Xu was seriously ill and could not withstand such a long journey, so he did not come for the visit, but he asked his eldest son to come with him.
Xu Wenkai was responsible for the defense of the entire camp, and he himself was stationed where the little emperor was staying.
Seeing the emperor from a distance, Xu Wenkai hurried forward to greet him: "Your Majesty, are you tired?"
The little emperor forced a smile and said, "Yes, there are some." He was afraid that he would reveal his true colors, so he didn't dare to say no, and so he said there were some.
Xu Wenkai didn't think much of anything else. He and the little emperor were actually quite unfamiliar with each other, and he had no experience in raising children. Although he was very concerned, a grown man in his forties or fifties could only squeeze out a few dry words, and after that, he had nothing more to say.
Upon hearing this, Xu Wenkai hurriedly said, "Then your majesty might as well rest early today and get enough rest so that you can offer sacrifices tomorrow."
The little emperor nodded to show that he understood.
So the two of them just passed each other by.
Xu Wenkai stepped aside and bowed his head to see the emperor off. The little emperor turned around for the last time to look at him, his lips trembling, but his mother's miserable condition was still vivid in his mind. The Empress Dowager Kun's power was too great, and he thought of his parents, so he didn't dare to say a word in the end.
As for King Qian.
That is even more unexpected and reasonable.
It turned out that King Qian would be the first to know about Xiao Kun's disappearance, but the arrival of a small box strangled him.
With a "click", the lid of the box closed, but the blood-stained little toe that caught the eye could not be erased.
——The little emperor had a red mole under the little toe of his right foot. The mole was the size of a grain of rice and bright red. When he was born, a fortune teller said that he had a star under his feet and was destined to be an emperor.
No one was more familiar with the shape and location of the red mole than King Qian. He was terrified, and under his toes, there was a piece of paper that said, "Keep your mouth shut and be cautious. Otherwise, if the secret is leaked, your son will die in an instant!"
Even if Prince Qian immediately sought help from Kun Xin or Yang Yanzong or Ji Yuanhao, they would be too far away to reach their target, and the Queen Mother Kun would definitely kill the little emperor first!
King Qian collapsed. This little toe was covered in blood, which was even fresh. He covered his mouth and cried bitterly.
But after much consideration, King Qian finally compromised.
It's not surprising. King Qian did it for his son. He did so when he formed an alliance with Yang Ji and he is still doing so now.
He knew that compromise might not lead to a good outcome, but when faced with two evils, he could only choose the lesser of two evils.
Helpless, drinking sadly.
There were two opportunities for exposure, but as Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun wished, they were quietly covered up.
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When Empress Dowager Kun heard the news, she looked at Uncle Kun, and the brother and sister smiled with satisfaction.
soon!
All personnel are in place, just waiting for tomorrow.
Everything went according to plan!
Ever since the direct line of Emperor Ji died out, probably no one in this world except the Kun family knows the secret of Taizu's mausoleum.
The Taizu Mausoleum is not only a mausoleum, but also a large institution.
It was Taizu who ordered the reconstruction of the original imperial mausoleum, which took five or six years.
Taizu lived to be fifty-six years old and had been in power for twenty years. Unfortunately, after the founding of the country, his sons fought fiercely and eventually died one after another. After the reckoning was completed, the oldest son who was most suitable to succeed the throne was the tenth son, but he was only seven years old.
Taizu was aware that his health was deteriorating. He was an emperor with great ambitions and scheming. He had a premonition of the situation after his death. After much thought, he finally decided to quietly rebuild the imperial mausoleum.
He endured for five years, and only when the transformation of the imperial mausoleum was completed did he finally pass away.
At that time, Taizong was twelve years old.
He ascended the throne at a young age and was deeply controlled by his mother's family. However, his uncle-in-law at that time was a master who was a founding general and was known for his unparalleled strength. He and Kun's Taizu were known as the most powerful people in the world.
At that time, Kun's Taizu had already passed away, even earlier than Taizu, leaving only one son. However, no matter in terms of fame, ability or power, Kun was far behind the former.
According to the history books of Daqing, Emperor Taizong set a trap in Changle Palace and finally succeeded in capturing his brother-in-law.
There are even countless wonderful versions evolved among the people.
But in fact, neither of them is true. The real Taizong, the seventeen-year-old Taizong, successfully captured and killed his uncle by using the trap in Taizu Mausoleum.
Even the current emperor does not know this secret history, except for Kun.
Because Kun Taizu's son was one of the people who were ordered to cooperate with the repair of the imperial mausoleum and the chief supervisor. He also participated in assisting Taizong's removal from power later. He was the person involved and the only participant in the whole process besides Taizong.
The ancestors of the Kun family were well aware of the secrets of Taizu's Mausoleum and knew all the key mechanisms. Of course, such secrets were not easily publicized and were only passed down as a family inheritance, orally from generation to generation by the eldest son.
This is the foundation and trump card of a top family in a dynasty that has prospered for hundreds of years. This is something that none of the emerging nobles can possibly possess. There is nowhere to find it, nowhere to guess about it, and nowhere to even think about it.
This is also the reason why the Kun brothers and sisters are sure to win this operation!
The death squad is already in place. As long as Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao enter Taizu's mausoleum to pay homage, no matter how skilled these two are, they will surely die if they can grow wings on their ribs and fly into the sky! !
Empress Dowager Kun and Prince Kun's eyes were filled with coldness, and their fierce murderous intent was not concealed at all!
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