Chapter 184: Lady Feng Dies
At the hour of Mao, daybreak begins.
Su Yuan was dressed in a crimson official uniform. He squinted his eyes and looked at the plaque of the hall in front of him. He saw the three large gold-plated characters "Fengtian Hall".
She nodded and said, here it is.
From now on, this poor errand girl had to go there at dawn every day.
Actually, getting promoted makes me more tired.
What's going on?
Thinking of this, Su Yuan sighed lightly, lowered his head to straighten his official robe which was slightly messy due to the cold wind, resignedly stepped onto the steps and strode into the hall.
Because it was the first time to attend court.
As soon as Su Yuan entered the Fengtian Hall, he went to the eunuch for instructions. After a short while, he successfully found his seat.
——Civil officials are in a row, sitting in the middle and at the back.
There is still a quarter of an hour before His Majesty goes to court.
She believed that it was best to be cautious when attending court for the first time, so she did not randomly look for acquaintances such as King Nanyou and the Minister of Dali Temple.
Su Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the tablet in his hand, as if he was oblivious to what was happening outside.
An unknown amount of time had passed before the Emperor Fengwu, who was at the top, slowly walked up the Dragon Steps.
The high-ranking official at the front knelt down, and the officials behind him knelt down in a large group all the way to the entrance of the hall, worshiping with great vigor:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Your Majesty, I wish your Majesty will work hard to govern the country for generations to come."
Emperor Fengwu glanced down calmly, his tone calm and majestic:
"Everyone, please stand up."
"yes."
Next, a group of court officials reported on various state affairs, which had nothing to do with Su Yuan anyway.
As it is now:
She stood on the steps outside the Fengtian Hall, looked up at the bright blue sky, and sighed in an almost inaudible voice:
"Ah, finally another day has passed."
She looked at the officials walking out on both sides, stretched her slightly stiff shoulders, lowered her eyes, and walked down the stairs.
Unexpectedly, before Su Yuan's tiptoes touched the ground, he heard a shrill and rising voice coming from behind him:
"Master Su, please stay."
When Su Yuan heard the call, he paused on his way to the Hanlin Academy. His first reaction was to turn his head and look around.
With puzzled eyes, she turned around and looked at the palace servant who was running towards her in small steps with an anxious look on his face.
Especially when he saw the man in dark green palace clothes, Su Yuan's face, which had been stiff for the whole morning, smiled. He raised his leg and walked a few steps towards the green-clothed palace attendant, and asked in a gentle voice:
"Is this eunuch looking for me?"
The green-clad palace attendant bowed to Su Yuan, with a faint smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and a slight breath mixed with a hint of respect in his tone:
"Sir Su, His Majesty summons you."
Su Yuan's eyes moved slightly and he nodded slightly:
"Please lead the way."
The palace servant smiled and said "Okay" in a cheerful tone.
He shook off the dust that was slung in his arms, and took Su Yuan to the Qinxian Hall where Emperor Fengwu usually handled government affairs.
On the gilded dragon-carved table in the hall.
Emperor Fengwu was dozing with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside.
She raised her eyelids slightly, her eyes slowly fell on Su Yuan who was walking quickly towards her, and said lightly:
“Here I come.”
Su Yuan nodded slightly, then knelt down and bowed calmly:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health."
Emperor Fengwu said "hmm" with a long tone, raised his chin slightly, and indicated:
"No need to be polite."
Su Yuan nodded and responded with a light "yes", then slowly stood up from the ground.
She did not take the initiative to ask, but went to Chi Zhixian, the president of the Hanlin Academy, who was standing at the lower left, and waited for Emperor Fengwu to speak.
Emperor Fengwu's deep eyes were filled with satisfaction. He smiled faintly, reached out and tapped Chi Zhixian, and said meaningfully:
"Su Yuan from your Hanlin Academy is quite good. You can take her with you when you serve in front of the emperor."
Chi Zhixian's eyebrows twitched, and her eyes were full of astonishment, but she was, after all, an old fox who had been in the court for many years.
In the blink of an eye, he returned to his original calmness, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled:
"Yes, I accept your order."
After listening to what the two said, Su Yuan's eyes moved slightly. His face was as calm as a mountain and there was no strange expression on his face, but in fact, his heart was surging.
Chi Zhixian is the head of the Hanlin Academy, equivalent to Emperor Fengwu's personal adviser. He usually participates in formulating policies, drafting state letters, and solving current affairs.
Now Emperor Fengwu asked her to serve him in front of him. What was his intention?
However, before Su Yuan could figure it out.
An attendant to the emperor walked in hurriedly from outside the hall.
She knelt down in front of the dragon table with a plop and reported loudly in a voice of great sorrow and pain:
"Your Majesty, Tai Feng Jun has passed away."
She had just finished speaking.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became gloomy. In an instant, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, making people feel suffocated.
The top.
When Emperor Fengwu heard the bad news, a gleam of water seemed to flash in his usually calm eyes. He raised his head slightly and relaxed for a moment.
She closed her eyes and gave the order in a low, hoarse voice:
"Move Tai Fengjun's coffin to the palace, ring the funeral bell to let the world know, and order all officials and their families to pay tribute."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The day after hearing the news of the death, Su Mansion.
The Su family gathered together to discuss the funeral of Lord Tai Feng three days later.
Su Yuan glanced at the men in the house and felt relieved when he saw that everyone was wearing plain clothes.
She spoke in a gentle tone, sounding gentle and smiling:
"Your Majesty has ordered the families of all officials to hold a funeral for Lord Taifeng, but every family has several legal husbands. If all of them go, I guess there won't be enough space. So I need you to discuss and choose one person to follow me into the palace."
Hearing this, the four men looked at each other.
Song Yuezhong glanced coldly at the woman at the top, and uttered a few words indifferently:
"Business is busy during the New Year."
Hear him say this.
The corners of Su's father's mouth twitched and he shook his head helplessly.
Feeling that it was the elders of the Su family who should worry about their daughter, he turned his gaze to the eldest son, Nan Chu, and asked:
"Nanchu, Yuezhong is busy with his life..., ahem, do you want to go anyway?"
Nan Chu clenched his hands slightly under his sleeves, and was about to answer Father Su's words with his pink lips slightly parted. Unexpectedly, he just uttered a word:
“I, I…”
He was interrupted by Ji Qiubai on the opposite side. He glanced at Song Yuezhong speechlessly and said with a pout:
"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Who are you trying to fool?"
"Humph! Not to mention that most of the shops on the street are closed as the year draws to a close, let's just say that now that Lady Feng has passed away, what kind of business are you busy doing during this period of national mourning?"
Then he added:
"A liar."
Song Yuezhong's expression was calm, and he looked at Ji Qiubai as if he was looking at a fool.
He slightly turned sideways, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then opened his mouth to explain.
opposite.
Ji Qiubai just couldn't stand Song Yuezhong's love for going against him, and now that no one said they wanted to go, he volunteered:
"Ben, I'll go."
"I am a royal prince in name only. I will enter the palace regardless of whether my brothers go or not. It is better for my brothers to stay at home so that they can suffer less in the cold winter."
Su Yuan had already planned this, and she asked this question just to prevent others from thinking too much. After hearing this, she nodded:
"Okay, if Yunlan and Nanchu have no objection, let's do this."
“N/N.”
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