Chapter 263: Losing power, Beigong Yu is no longer entitled to the title of War King
The Wanshou Festival is three days away, and the whole Shengjing is busy.
Not only the six ministries of the previous dynasty and the princes' houses, but even the common people in the city joined in the work, spontaneously cleaning the streets or transporting items.
Influenced by patriotic education, the unity between officials and people in Beiliang reached an unprecedented level.
Those who have money contribute money, and those who don't have money contribute their labor. Everyone is working hard to prepare for the upcoming ceremony.
Not long ago, natural disasters and man-made disasters occurred one after another, leaving people unable to resist.
But they did not back down, and eventually defeated smallpox, floods and famine, and ushered in today's victory.
This is not just a longevity festival, but also a grand celebration for Beiliang to celebrate their survival after the disaster.
This Wanshou Festival is of extraordinary significance to Beiliang.
However, on the night before the Emperor's birthday, news suddenly came from the palace that Emperor Ming's liver disease had relapsed, and a group of doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau entered the palace overnight.
For a time, everyone in Shengjing was worried, and many people even stayed awake all night.
They were afraid that the Longevity Festival could not be held as scheduled, and they were even more afraid that Emperor Ming was ill and the situation in Beiliang, which had just stabilized, would change.
Even Lin Miaoyin was sweating, worried that the palace would summon her.
She was not afraid of being tired and didn't want to move, but she felt that Emperor Ming's illness was strange. She had examined Emperor Ming before, and he did have a liver transplant when he was young, but now it seems that his liver is very healthy, so he should not suddenly fall ill.
Combined with her last experience in the palace for medical consultation, she couldn't be sure whether Emperor Ming's illness was real or not.
It's too risky to treat him.
Fortunately, Zhang Miaochun was an excellent doctor and relieved Emperor Ming's symptoms in time.
As soon as Lin Miaoyin got the news, she went to catch up on her sleep.
On the second day, before daybreak, the palace began to bustle with activity.
The first day of the Wanshou Festival is to go to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices.
Although Beiliang attached great importance to etiquette, sacrifices were only held every year during the New Year, and there was no Wanshou Festival.
But this year is special.
Beiliang has survived natural disasters time and time again, so naturally it wants to comfort its ancestors.
In addition to the emperor, empress dowager and concubines in the palace, those who went to the Temple of Heaven to worship today included members of the royal family and officials from the previous dynasty.
Lin Miaoyin and Beigong You were also among those who went to offer sacrifices.
But these two people, one was seriously injured and the other was a pregnant woman, both had difficulty moving, so it was understandable that they took leave and did not go.
Given Lin Miaoyin's personality, she naturally didn't want to join in the fun.
Yuzhu had long planned to go to the palace to ask for leave for Lin Miaoyin, but Lin Miaoyin insisted on going.
Although she didn't know why her young lady was so persistent, she was sure that she was definitely not going there for the sacrifice.
Beigong You learned that Lin Miaoyin was going and insisted on accompanying her.
For this sacrifice, they had to go into the palace first, reunite with the harem, royal family and others, and then go to the Temple of Heaven with the court officials, so they had to set off early.
It was still dark when Lin Miaoyin was woken up by Yuzhu.
I didn't sleep for half the night last night because Emperor Ming was ill. Now I have to get up not long after lying down. I feel very tired.
She put on the clothes almost with her eyes closed, so much so that the belt around her waist was tied incorrectly.
Yuzhu felt very distressed, so she helped her tie it up again, and then wrapped her tightly with three layers of clothes inside and outside, fearing that she would catch a cold in the Temple of Heaven.
The Temple of Heaven is located at a high altitude and is sparsely populated, so it is colder than the city.
When Lin Miaoyin was dressed and helped into the carriage, Beigong You was already sitting in the carriage waiting.
Although he was very thin, he looked in good spirits.
The carriage was surrounded by cushioned couches, with a charcoal stove and a small table in the middle. On the small table were some steaming snacks and a pot of hot tea was warming on the stove.
The space is large and there is no need to worry about crowding.
Beigong You saw her and moved to the side, leaving a lot of space for her.
Yuzhu carefully helped Lin Miaoyin into the carriage.
After everyone was seated, Jingzhe started driving the carriage, and Guyu, Shuangjiang, Dingxiang and others followed outside the carriage.
The carriage rode smoothly without any bumps.
The plates on the small table in the car did not move at all, and even the hot tea on the charcoal stove was bubbling with steam.
Beigong You first poured a cup of tea for Lin Miaoyin, and then passed the snacks on the small table over to her.
"I don't know when the sacrifice will end, so let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."
"Thank you." Lin Miaoyin was not polite.
Ever since the morning sickness period, her appetite has increased. Not only has her food intake increased, but she also gets hungry easily.
If she doesn't eat something in the morning, she will faint from hunger by noon.
Beigong You originally had no appetite and had no intention of eating, but Lin Miaoyin ate so happily that she made him hungry, so he ate all the remaining snacks.
When the two of them finished eating, the carriage just arrived in front of the palace gate.
"Your Highness, we're here." Jingzhe slowly stopped the carriage and said to the two people in the carriage.
When the Queen learned that the two had entered the palace, she sent a sedan chair to pick them up early in the morning.
"Miaoyin." This was the first time the queen saw Lin Miaoyin since she fell off the cliff, and her eyes were a little red.
"Your son greets the Queen Mother." Lin Miaoyin immediately went over and shook the Queen's hand, saying, "I'm sorry to have worried you during this period of time."
"As long as you are safe and sound." The queen said and glanced at Beigong You who was following behind Lin Miaoyin.
In just a few months, he became emaciated and seemed like a different person.
If she were to ask herself, she did have some maternal love for Beigong You, especially in the early years, she had once treated him as her own child, but the child was always indifferent to her and could never be brought up. Moreover, he hated her because she had arranged a marriage between him and Lin Miaoyin three years ago, and the relationship between mother and son became even more distant.
Now she has come to terms with it and no longer forces it.
But deep down, she always hoped that he would be safe and healthy, not only for Lin Miaoyin, but also because of their mother-son relationship over the years.
"Thank you for your concern, mother." Beigong You bowed respectfully.
Although he was not close to the queen, he was much less aggressive than before.
"Oh, Queen Sister is still here. Eunuch Sun who serves the Emperor has come to urge us several times. If you don't know, you might think we are wasting time here." Concubine Chen walked over with her waist twisted, looking weird.
After she finished speaking, she glanced around, indicating that everyone was waiting for the queen.
But the concubines behind her dared not say a word.
Those who remain in the harem now are all veterans who have been in the palace for many years, so they naturally will not be used as tools by Concubine Chen.
Besides, they disliked Concubine Chen even more than the Queen.
"Let's go." The queen glanced at her indifferently, then took Lin Miaoyin and started walking.
Beigong You followed closely behind.
Chen Wanrong took two steps forward and almost walked together with Beigong You.
She glanced at him and sneered again, "I almost didn't recognize him. Isn't this our Beiliang's War King? How could he have changed so much in just a few months? He's so thin that he looks like a human. I don't know if he can even hold a sword." Her tone was regretful.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Beigong You.
Some sighed, some were silent, but no one responded.
Chen Wanrong bit her lip secretly.
When she was in favor, these women were very attentive to her, but now that she has lost her power, there is no one to support her.
She gritted her teeth and was about to say something sarcastic, but then she heard a cold voice coming from her, "Don't worry, Madam Concubine. Even if I can't lift the sword anymore, I still have my fifth brother. He won the battle against the Northern Di this time and returned victorious!"
Even if he retires from the army, Beigong Yu will never get the title of War King!
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