Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Nine hundred and twenty-nine Zhenguan Temple in the snow

Li Hong nodded with satisfaction, and his method is also very simple, nothing more than that before Di Renjie and others impeach, investigate, and apprehend the offspring of some old officials, the royal decree to these old officials, probably means That is: After they are a hundred years later, the royal family can let them be buried around Li Zhi's mausoleum to show the royal favor to them and the affirmation of history to them.

In the face of such a glorious royal gift, these people who have lived for a long time and have spent their entire life in pursuit of "famous" are undoubtedly the greatest affirmation and praise for them.

After all, once the royal family believes that you can bury the first emperor, you need a posthumous title from the royal family. In this way, in the face of the temptation of fame, these people will embarrass their descendants even if they know Li Hong, but also It won't be too much trouble.

Wu Mei nodded thoughtfully. For Li Hong's approach, it is not a feasible method at this time. After all, now Li Zhi can survive this winter, no one is sure.

Even her daughter-in-law Pei Wanying, the sadness on her face has become more and more during this period of time, soaking in the medical museum of the Imperial College every day, reading all the books, every time she returns without success. Every time, his expression was bleak. Obviously, even if he read the entire book of medicine in the Tang Dynasty, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive this winter.

Everything happening in the Luoyang Palace is like the weather vane of the entire Datang. This winter is much deserted compared to the winter of previous years, and there is more snow this year than in previous years.

A few days ago, when Li Zhi was the most ill, Luoyang City would have scattered some snowflakes every few days. During the long winter days, it would suddenly float up from time to time. Snowflakes, so this winter’s warm day is rare when the weather is clear.

For most of the time, the sky above my head is gloomy, without a trace of anger, just like the solemn and solemn Palace of the Tang Dynasty. During this period of time, there has been a trace of heaviness and depression. .

Li Sujie, Li Shangjin, Li Xian, Li Zhe, Li Dan, and Li Lingyue, including the other princes in the royal clan, will be called into the palace from time to time by the Hong Ling urgent envoy, who rushes out of the palace, to meet the Supreme Emperor Li rule.

No matter who entered the Zhenguan Temple, together or alone, when everyone came out of Li Zhi's bedroom, the expression on his face was more gloomy than the gloomy weather.

Li Hong has basically lived in the hall next to Zhenguan Hall these days, just like ordinary people's houses, once there is something in the Zhenguan Hall, he will immediately get up from the bed and run into Zhenguan Hall. .

At the beginning, the East Palace of Luoyang Palace, after being idle for many days, was assigned to Li Sujie and others by Li Hong and became their temporary residence. In this way, even if there is something, they can still be the first Time rushed to Zhenguan Temple.

When the Chaotang enters the winter, there will be no major events, so Li Hong doesn’t need to distract the Chaotang too much. Apart from what Di Renjie and others have been doing this winter, there is nothing worthy of his consideration. .

The old officials who came to Zhenguan Temple to visit Li Zhi a few days ago, after Li Hong issued the funeral list, some people disappeared inexplicably the next day and did not continue to appear in Zhenguan. In the hall.

The snow outside the window is falling again. This time it is a lot more serious than the snow of the previous days. The tiny snowflakes in twos and threes, after less than half an hour of brewing, began to gradually increase, and now Snowflakes can be called goose feathers.

Whether it is the Luoyang Palace or the entire Luoyang City, it is now covered by a thin layer of snow. The frozen Luoyang River has also disappeared into Luoyang City in the snowy weather. The continuous layers of white snow concealed the real face and completely integrated with everything in Luoyang City.

In the side hall of Zhenguan Hall, there is a warmth like spring, forming two worlds with the cold outside.

Li Xian with one arm walked to the door of the side hall and saw that Hua Meng was already standing at the door waiting for him, put the umbrella in his hand with one hand, rubbed his foot on the mat at the door for a long time, and then smiled. Looking at Huameng, he asked, "Brother Huang is inside?"

"Your Majesty is waiting for you in the study." Hua Meng replied with a smile after saluting.

"I haven't seen you for many years. You are old and have gray hair." Li Xian looked at Hua Meng, who was already pale on the temples, and said with a gentle smile.

"Yes, the slave servant has served your majesty for thirty years, and she should be old. Please come inside." Hua Meng bowed and saluted again.

Now Li Xian has not regained his status as a prince. Although Fang Muqing and the children followed when he returned to Luoyang this time, after arriving in Luoyang, he enjoyed the treatment of a prince, but now his majesty has not decreed to restore Li Xian. Therefore, when Hua Meng talks with Li Xian, he has always avoided the embarrassing question of title.

"Thanks a lot." Li Xian also rushed to thank you again.

Being exiled to Anxi over the years, regardless of the years or the difficult conditions, the spirited King Pei, who dared to compete with the current majesty for the position of prince, has already lost sharp edges and corners.

The aristocratic and supreme aristocracy in Chang'an has now been restrained or dissipated, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that although his majesty today cut off an arm in Prince Pei’s mansion, it has no effect. Li Xian's handsome face since childhood.

Now that after years of precipitation, Li Xian, who is in his thirties, looks more like a romantic and elegant introverted scholar with a kind, Hua Meng can’t tell, but he feels open-minded and broad. Temperament.

"My minister Li Xian has seen the emperor brother." Li Xian's slightly magnetic voice sounded at the door of the unclosed study.

Li Hong put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Li Xian standing at the door. His cheeks were a little red because of the snowy weather. But even if it wasn’t, Li Xian’s cheeks were For Anxi's sake, there is also some plateau red.

"Come in, sit down." Li Hong smiled at Li Xian, then got up from behind the desk, pointed to the sofa in front of the window, and motioned to Li Xian.

"Thank you, Brother Huang." Li Xian walked into the study, saluted Li Hong again, then walked to the sofa in front of the window generously, and sat down calmly in the lower position.

"Black tea or milk tea? Black tea, nourish the stomach, Luoyang is not as good as Anxi, the food is relatively reasonable, not like you in Anxi, there are too few vegetables, too much beef and lamb, so I have to drink some milk tea. Digest." Li Hong did not sit in the main seat, but sat down opposite Li Xian.

"Then black tea, it's not bad to warm your body. I'm afraid the snow will not stop for a while." Li Xian smiled, avoiding Li Hong's gaze, and moved his gaze to the sky outside the window. Said in the wind and snow.

"Yeah, I guess it will be a long time this time, but compared to the snow in Anxi, I am afraid it is still a little insignificant." Li Hong recruited the court lady and began to quietly make tea for their two brothers. .

The door of the study was gently brought forward by Huameng who was standing outside, only to hear Huameng whispering to the palace maids and eunuchs: "Remember, no one can disturb your majesty. Be smart today. Don’t mess with your Majesty."

The two brothers listened to the last moment when the door was closed, Hua Meng told the other palace ladies and eunuchs, while Li Xian lowered his head and smiled implicitly.

It's been seven or eight days since I returned to the long-lost Central Plains and the hinterland of Datang, especially Luoyang, which was haunted by dreams. Apart from being called to the Zhenguan Temple to visit his father when he first came back, Li Xian had never seen him in Luoyang other people.

Moreover, even if some people came to visit and invite him by name, they were refused one by one, and they didn’t even see each other. For this period of time, it was basically the imperial palace and his temporary residence in Luoyang. From the East Palace to the Zhenguan Hall, simple and monotonous.

"How is it, can you get used to everything when you return to Changan?" Li Hong leaned comfortably on the sofa and asked Li Xian.

"Very good, just a few days after I came back, I didn’t have any habit or habit, but what I couldn’t think of is that there are still some people in Luoyang who still remember me. After visiting the father and the queen, some people went to the mansion. The name is stabbed." Li Xian smiled and shook his head, looking at the red-brown tea.

"It's normal. After all, you are the prince of my Datang royal family, my brother. It's normal for some people to find you. It's better to taste this tea than you had in Anxi." Li Hong picked up the cup and sniffed After sniffing the tea, he said to Li Xian.

"I’m just wondering about these all-pervasive people. It stands to reason that when I return to Luoyang, you shouldn’t publicize it everywhere~IndoMTL.com~ But how did they know the specific itinerary, even when I entered Luoyang Later, they knew it was me who came back." Li Xian was very frank. He believed that now in Datang, he could not have any secrets at all.

Li Hong has been the emperor of the Tang Dynasty for nearly six years. In the past six years, apart from the wealthy and noble families headed by the five surnames and seven hopes this winter, they have provoked bludgeoning incidents. In the year when I was in charge of the Great Tang and Chaotang Community, I never encountered any tricky things.

Of course, if you insist on saying yes, it is the natural disasters of the previous two years. It is said that Li Hong who got him has been a little bit offended, but no matter what, Li Hong has never lost since he was a child. In the end, he survived unscathed.

"What's weird about this. In these days, the dragon body of the father is deteriorating. There are some old officials in the Zhenguan Temple every day to visit the father. Some people are fortunate to be called by the father to the apse to see him. Maybe It’s from your father’s mouth that you learned that your sixth child will return to Luoyang in the near future.” Li Hong followed Li Xian’s eyes and looked out the window, the snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually getting thicker.

Li Xian looked at the tireless snowflakes falling from the sky outside the window, and sighed again: "The only word in the world is fame and fortune, which can make people take risks, even at the expense of life. When people are old, they will be officials for a lifetime. In the end, I hope to have a good end and be able to stay in history, but... how difficult this is."

"You can’t say the same thing. If, when you were in power, you could not slacken yourselves, and be able to do something for the court and the people, then it would naturally be a name in history, and there would be no need for this time. With a shy old face, he hopes that the court can give them a name. By the way, let’s talk about the sacrifice to the mausoleum." Li Hong put down his teacup and started to enter the topic.