Chapter 147
To Zhang Tianzi
Chapter 147 Dialogue with the Son of Heaven
For the entire senior management of Daxia, the disappearance of the second prince seemed to be just a small episode.
After all, among the princes in the court, who would care about the life and death of a prince who was thrown into the cold palace?
But Jiang Nan felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Because from that day at the beginning of the new year, he never saw Daxiu Yi in Fuqing Pavilion again.
Time passes day by day.
The taste of the year is fading.
After dawn, the people walked through the streets and alleys, and resumed the hard work of beating workers.
All kinds of shops on the streets and alleys also opened one by one, and everything was like a normal new year.
There was only one order that the capital would be closed and locked within one month, no entry or exit.
This order is confusing and has aroused a lot of suspicion among the market, but the court will not explain it, and the people have no choice but to obey it.
But the time is not long, just a month.
Moreover, self-sufficiency can also be achieved in the capital, so everyone soon didn't take it seriously.
Time, ten days have passed since the first day of the first lunar month.
This day is the eleventh day of the first lunar month.
The eyes of the capital gradually focused on another matter.
——The King Conferring Ceremony, the date is set before the ancestor worship ceremony, the King Conferring Ceremony on the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
It can be said to be the most lively discussion in the market recently.
And it was the day before the ceremony of conferring the king
Jiangnan was summoned by Emperor Xiyuan and went to the Summer Palace.
After entering the capital for more than a month, he finally met the King of the Great Xia for the first time.
Royal study.
Jiang Nan looked at the man in front of him.
He is not young, his hair is gray, and his figure is not too burly.
But just sitting there in ordinary clothes gave off an indescribable aura.
It seems to be sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, suppressing all kinds of wastes and six combinations.
Due to the special status of Jianlu Jianshou, Jiangnan did not perform the ceremony of prostration.
This is also the special treatment in Daxia for the sword house with a supreme existence.
It has to be said that the folk rumors that the so-called Jianlu is "a country within a country" are not groundless.
"Jiangnan, I have met Your Majesty." He bowed and saluted.
Emperor Xiyuan nodded. For some reason, Jiangnan always felt that although His Majesty looked energetic, there was a hidden deep tiredness in his eyes.
"Jiangnan, you are fine."
"I wanted to see you on the first day of the new year, but... I was delayed by some trivial matters."
"I didn't find time until today."
Emperor Xiyuan spoke slowly, with a calm tone, and said to the old eunuch standing beside him with his head bowed: "Give me a seat for King Zhenxi."
The old eunuch didn't dare to neglect, and brought in an expensive-looking chair.
At the same time, he looked towards Jiangnan in surprise.
You know, there is such a thing as sitting opposite a king.
In the entire Great Xia Manchu dynasty, there were only two ministers, Daxiuyi, General Tiance, Doctor Yushi, and the sage and wife of Yanyun Mountain.
Even when the six ministers were privately summoned by His Majesty, it would depend on Emperor Xiyuan's mood.
Let you sit when you are happy.
If you are not happy, just stand still.
But this king of Zhenxi has not been formally crowned king now, and if he really wants to say it, he is the identity of the outer finger embroidered clothes.
It is rare for His Majesty to treat him like this.
After arranging Jiangnan, the old eunuch respectfully exited the room.
Only Jiangnan and Emperor Xiyuan remained in the imperial study.
Jiang Nan was also polite and sat down.
Suddenly, I felt a little emotional.
"Jiangnan, what's the matter?" Emperor Xiyuan asked when he saw the strangeness in his eyes.
Jiang Nan arched his hands and sighed: "Your Majesty, I just sigh in my heart - I was still squatting in the prison in Xunyang County a year ago, but I didn't want to sit opposite you a year later. The world is really impermanent... "
As soon as these words came out, Rao Yixiyuan could not help being stunned for a long while with the demeanor of Emperor Yixi Yuan.
In the past, most civil and military officials seemed extremely cramped when they were with him.
Thinking about how to please him, how to talk to show his talent in poetry and writing.
But Jiangnan is completely different from them.
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, "Sure enough, he is indeed the king of Zhenxi appointed by me, and he is indeed completely different from ordinary people!"
Jiangnan: "?"
I just sigh with emotion, what did you make up for here?
Emperor Xi Yuan waved his hand, and said again: "Jiangnan, you can sit across from me today because of your meritorious deeds made of iron. It is the great fortune of the Great Xia that Xun Yang can walk out of people like you."
"Your Majesty, you are too serious."
Jiang Nan cupped his hands, and then asked, "Your Majesty, why did you summon this humble minister in the midst of your busy schedule?"
He naturally knew that it was impossible for Emperor Xi Yuan to come to him just to praise him.
"Jiangnan, I know that you have concerns about the matter of becoming a king."
Having said this, Emperor Xiyuan's face gradually became serious, "I asked you to come today, just to have a talk with you."
Jiang Nan opened his mouth, just about to say that he has no worries and is willing to do his best for His Majesty.
But just thinking about it, it feels too fake.
He nodded frankly.
With his current status, there is no need to keep trying to follow suit.
Even if the opponent is the Great Xia Emperor, it is the same.
Seeing Jiangnan being so straightforward, Emperor Xiyuan showed a look of satisfaction, first of all he threw down a reassurance,
"Jiangnan, it's really shocking for you to achieve this achievement in a year. I can also guess that you have a secret, but I don't care."
"Everyone in the court has secrets. If I go into every one of them, it will be too immeasurable, and I won't be able to support a country's career."
"So, why do you think Feng Li rejected all opinions and named you the King of Shenwu Zhenxi?"
After all, Emperor Xiyuan looked at Jiangnan quietly.
Jiang Nan pondered for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Is it because of the sword house that I belong to? Is it because of the forces behind me?"
Emperor Xiyuan showed admiration.
"That's right, this is one of them. In recent years, the Great Xia has been running across Zhongzhou, and its momentum has been mighty, but its diplomatic relations with other forces have become weaker and weaker. It just so happens that you have your luck and connections, which can make up for the shortcomings."
"Secondly, I want your loyalty."
Emperor Xiyuan said so.
Jiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, and was about to make a statement.
But Emperor Xi Yuan continued: "Jiangnan, what I want is not that kind of lip service."
"It's not your loyalty to me either."
"What I want is your loyalty to the common people of Great Xia!"
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, "I have a feeling in my heart that soon, the imperial power will not be able to suppress you, nor will the majesty of the king be able to frighten you."
"So in the future, if the tyrant of the Great Xia royal family is in power, or even enters the evil way and endangers the world, you can punish and kill him!"
"But only face to face Daxia, I want you to cherish the common people!"
Jiangnan, people are stupid.
Originally thought that Emperor Xiyuan asked him to come to simply talk about the matter of being crowned king.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Xiyuan turned the conversation in a strange direction with a few words.
Seeing Jiangnan's shocked expression, Emperor Xiyuan said slowly: "What you said above, you don't have to worry about me being just talking on paper—you should know that I did this kind of thing when I first became the throne."
Jiang Nan was taken aback.
Suddenly, I remembered the rumor that no one dared to mention.
At the beginning, Emperor Xiyuan ascended to the throne after killing the first emperor.
As expected of Emperor Xiyuan, who killed the king and father, his ways were indeed wild.
However, it also fits the meaning of Jiangnan.
He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I understand."
There was no impassioned speech, but Emperor Xiyuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Then I hereby announce that - after Ji Ke resigns from office, you will be the next protector of the country, wielding the sword of Shang Fang, beating up the fainting king, beheading the rebellious ministers, and supervising Da Xia!"
Jiangnan raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to hand over his hand to thank him.
But suddenly froze.
Lord Protector, he knows it.
Equivalent to a role like the emperor's teacher, holding the iron certificate of the alchemy book, equipped with Shangfang's sword, supervising the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, the emperor's relatives and relatives.
In Daxia, this name is not often mentioned.
But it also has another name - Xiuyi House, Daxiuyi.
Emperor Xiyuan wants him to be the next Daxiuyi? ?
But isn't Ji Ke in big embroidered clothes still in great shape, delicious and delicious?
Under Jiangnan's astonished gaze, Emperor Xiyuan waved his hand,
"Jiangnan, tomorrow is the grand ceremony of conferring the king, so make some preparations. I'm tired, so you can go back first."
Jiang Nan got up and bowed to salute: "The minister will leave."
As for the reason for making him the next Daxiuyi and the whereabouts of the second prince in Xiaohan Palace.
He didn't ask.
If Emperor Xiyuan wanted to say it, he would naturally say it.
If he didn't want to say it, Jiang Nan probably wouldn't be able to ask.
On the way home, Jiang Nan frowned.
It started from meeting Emperor Xiyuan.
He felt a sense of awkwardness.
It's not that he suspects Emperor Xiyuan of conspiracy, it's just that what he said today doesn't seem like... a normal conversation.
"My lord, this old slave will send you here."
At the gate of the palace, the old eunuch bowed.
Jiang Nan nodded: "I'm sorry to bother you, father-in-law."
After all, turn around and leave.
Walk on the streets.
A thin layer of snow covered the bluestone streets, and crackling firecrackers sounded in my ears.
Among them, faintly mixed with mournful cries.
Jiang Nan turned his head to look, only to find that it was a group of funeral families who were carrying the coffin and heading for the burial.
Staring at the mourning team, Jiang Nan's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He remembered something was wrong.
The words that Emperor Xiyuan said today, no matter how they sounded, seemed to be - explaining the funeral.
(End of this chapter)
For the entire senior management of Daxia, the disappearance of the second prince seemed to be just a small episode.
After all, among the princes in the court, who would care about the life and death of a prince who was thrown into the cold palace?
But Jiang Nan felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Because from that day at the beginning of the new year, he never saw Daxiu Yi in Fuqing Pavilion again.
Time passes day by day.
The taste of the year is fading.
After dawn, the people walked through the streets and alleys, and resumed the hard work of beating workers.
All kinds of shops on the streets and alleys also opened one by one, and everything was like a normal new year.
There was only one order that the capital would be closed and locked within one month, no entry or exit.
This order is confusing and has aroused a lot of suspicion among the market, but the court will not explain it, and the people have no choice but to obey it.
But the time is not long, just a month.
Moreover, self-sufficiency can also be achieved in the capital, so everyone soon didn't take it seriously.
Time, ten days have passed since the first day of the first lunar month.
This day is the eleventh day of the first lunar month.
The eyes of the capital gradually focused on another matter.
——The King Conferring Ceremony, the date is set before the ancestor worship ceremony, the King Conferring Ceremony on the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
It can be said to be the most lively discussion in the market recently.
And it was the day before the ceremony of conferring the king
Jiangnan was summoned by Emperor Xiyuan and went to the Summer Palace.
After entering the capital for more than a month, he finally met the King of the Great Xia for the first time.
Royal study.
Jiang Nan looked at the man in front of him.
He is not young, his hair is gray, and his figure is not too burly.
But just sitting there in ordinary clothes gave off an indescribable aura.
It seems to be sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, suppressing all kinds of wastes and six combinations.
Due to the special status of Jianlu Jianshou, Jiangnan did not perform the ceremony of prostration.
This is also the special treatment in Daxia for the sword house with a supreme existence.
It has to be said that the folk rumors that the so-called Jianlu is "a country within a country" are not groundless.
"Jiangnan, I have met Your Majesty." He bowed and saluted.
Emperor Xiyuan nodded. For some reason, Jiangnan always felt that although His Majesty looked energetic, there was a hidden deep tiredness in his eyes.
"Jiangnan, you are fine."
"I wanted to see you on the first day of the new year, but... I was delayed by some trivial matters."
"I didn't find time until today."
Emperor Xiyuan spoke slowly, with a calm tone, and said to the old eunuch standing beside him with his head bowed: "Give me a seat for King Zhenxi."
The old eunuch didn't dare to neglect, and brought in an expensive-looking chair.
At the same time, he looked towards Jiangnan in surprise.
You know, there is such a thing as sitting opposite a king.
In the entire Great Xia Manchu dynasty, there were only two ministers, Daxiuyi, General Tiance, Doctor Yushi, and the sage and wife of Yanyun Mountain.
Even when the six ministers were privately summoned by His Majesty, it would depend on Emperor Xiyuan's mood.
Let you sit when you are happy.
If you are not happy, just stand still.
But this king of Zhenxi has not been formally crowned king now, and if he really wants to say it, he is the identity of the outer finger embroidered clothes.
It is rare for His Majesty to treat him like this.
After arranging Jiangnan, the old eunuch respectfully exited the room.
Only Jiangnan and Emperor Xiyuan remained in the imperial study.
Jiang Nan was also polite and sat down.
Suddenly, I felt a little emotional.
"Jiangnan, what's the matter?" Emperor Xiyuan asked when he saw the strangeness in his eyes.
Jiang Nan arched his hands and sighed: "Your Majesty, I just sigh in my heart - I was still squatting in the prison in Xunyang County a year ago, but I didn't want to sit opposite you a year later. The world is really impermanent... "
As soon as these words came out, Rao Yixiyuan could not help being stunned for a long while with the demeanor of Emperor Yixi Yuan.
In the past, most civil and military officials seemed extremely cramped when they were with him.
Thinking about how to please him, how to talk to show his talent in poetry and writing.
But Jiangnan is completely different from them.
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, "Sure enough, he is indeed the king of Zhenxi appointed by me, and he is indeed completely different from ordinary people!"
Jiangnan: "?"
I just sigh with emotion, what did you make up for here?
Emperor Xi Yuan waved his hand, and said again: "Jiangnan, you can sit across from me today because of your meritorious deeds made of iron. It is the great fortune of the Great Xia that Xun Yang can walk out of people like you."
"Your Majesty, you are too serious."
Jiang Nan cupped his hands, and then asked, "Your Majesty, why did you summon this humble minister in the midst of your busy schedule?"
He naturally knew that it was impossible for Emperor Xi Yuan to come to him just to praise him.
"Jiangnan, I know that you have concerns about the matter of becoming a king."
Having said this, Emperor Xiyuan's face gradually became serious, "I asked you to come today, just to have a talk with you."
Jiang Nan opened his mouth, just about to say that he has no worries and is willing to do his best for His Majesty.
But just thinking about it, it feels too fake.
He nodded frankly.
With his current status, there is no need to keep trying to follow suit.
Even if the opponent is the Great Xia Emperor, it is the same.
Seeing Jiangnan being so straightforward, Emperor Xiyuan showed a look of satisfaction, first of all he threw down a reassurance,
"Jiangnan, it's really shocking for you to achieve this achievement in a year. I can also guess that you have a secret, but I don't care."
"Everyone in the court has secrets. If I go into every one of them, it will be too immeasurable, and I won't be able to support a country's career."
"So, why do you think Feng Li rejected all opinions and named you the King of Shenwu Zhenxi?"
After all, Emperor Xiyuan looked at Jiangnan quietly.
Jiang Nan pondered for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Is it because of the sword house that I belong to? Is it because of the forces behind me?"
Emperor Xiyuan showed admiration.
"That's right, this is one of them. In recent years, the Great Xia has been running across Zhongzhou, and its momentum has been mighty, but its diplomatic relations with other forces have become weaker and weaker. It just so happens that you have your luck and connections, which can make up for the shortcomings."
"Secondly, I want your loyalty."
Emperor Xiyuan said so.
Jiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, and was about to make a statement.
But Emperor Xi Yuan continued: "Jiangnan, what I want is not that kind of lip service."
"It's not your loyalty to me either."
"What I want is your loyalty to the common people of Great Xia!"
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, "I have a feeling in my heart that soon, the imperial power will not be able to suppress you, nor will the majesty of the king be able to frighten you."
"So in the future, if the tyrant of the Great Xia royal family is in power, or even enters the evil way and endangers the world, you can punish and kill him!"
"But only face to face Daxia, I want you to cherish the common people!"
Jiangnan, people are stupid.
Originally thought that Emperor Xiyuan asked him to come to simply talk about the matter of being crowned king.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Xiyuan turned the conversation in a strange direction with a few words.
Seeing Jiangnan's shocked expression, Emperor Xiyuan said slowly: "What you said above, you don't have to worry about me being just talking on paper—you should know that I did this kind of thing when I first became the throne."
Jiang Nan was taken aback.
Suddenly, I remembered the rumor that no one dared to mention.
At the beginning, Emperor Xiyuan ascended to the throne after killing the first emperor.
As expected of Emperor Xiyuan, who killed the king and father, his ways were indeed wild.
However, it also fits the meaning of Jiangnan.
He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I understand."
There was no impassioned speech, but Emperor Xiyuan nodded in satisfaction.
"Then I hereby announce that - after Ji Ke resigns from office, you will be the next protector of the country, wielding the sword of Shang Fang, beating up the fainting king, beheading the rebellious ministers, and supervising Da Xia!"
Jiangnan raised his hand subconsciously, wanting to hand over his hand to thank him.
But suddenly froze.
Lord Protector, he knows it.
Equivalent to a role like the emperor's teacher, holding the iron certificate of the alchemy book, equipped with Shangfang's sword, supervising the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, the emperor's relatives and relatives.
In Daxia, this name is not often mentioned.
But it also has another name - Xiuyi House, Daxiuyi.
Emperor Xiyuan wants him to be the next Daxiuyi? ?
But isn't Ji Ke in big embroidered clothes still in great shape, delicious and delicious?
Under Jiangnan's astonished gaze, Emperor Xiyuan waved his hand,
"Jiangnan, tomorrow is the grand ceremony of conferring the king, so make some preparations. I'm tired, so you can go back first."
Jiang Nan got up and bowed to salute: "The minister will leave."
As for the reason for making him the next Daxiuyi and the whereabouts of the second prince in Xiaohan Palace.
He didn't ask.
If Emperor Xiyuan wanted to say it, he would naturally say it.
If he didn't want to say it, Jiang Nan probably wouldn't be able to ask.
On the way home, Jiang Nan frowned.
It started from meeting Emperor Xiyuan.
He felt a sense of awkwardness.
It's not that he suspects Emperor Xiyuan of conspiracy, it's just that what he said today doesn't seem like... a normal conversation.
"My lord, this old slave will send you here."
At the gate of the palace, the old eunuch bowed.
Jiang Nan nodded: "I'm sorry to bother you, father-in-law."
After all, turn around and leave.
Walk on the streets.
A thin layer of snow covered the bluestone streets, and crackling firecrackers sounded in my ears.
Among them, faintly mixed with mournful cries.
Jiang Nan turned his head to look, only to find that it was a group of funeral families who were carrying the coffin and heading for the burial.
Staring at the mourning team, Jiang Nan's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He remembered something was wrong.
The words that Emperor Xiyuan said today, no matter how they sounded, seemed to be - explaining the funeral.
(End of this chapter)