The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 82: Retire after success

It was almost noon, the sky was overcast, and the wind was blowing with a whistling sound. Zhao Ji sat on a shoulder cart and walked out of the palace gate. A group of people waited for the light carriage to climb up the wall of the imperial city and entered the Xuandemen tower. Zhao Ji moved

I walked to the window and looked out, but I saw people coming and going in front of the small memorial shed in front of the building. There was an endless stream of people offering condolences and giving porridge, no less than ten thousand people. It seemed like it was the night of the Lantern Festival, but without the noise.

, more solemn!

"King Yan has been here these days?" Zhao Ji asked the commander on duty while watching. Although he was not too far away, the angle was not suitable. He could only see Zhao Ji kneeling on the ground to pay condolences to the guests.

The back figure who returned the gift could not see his face at all.

"Going back to the Holy Spirit, Prince Yan has been here since the seventh day of the lunar month. He has been staying in the mourning hall day and night, offering incense and paying homage on time. He has never left even one step!" the commander replied respectfully.

"When did King Yan start eating?"

"Returning to the Holy Spirit, no one gave porridge a few days ago. Prince Yan strictly observed the etiquette and did not eat a grain of rice for five days. Even his guards were all loyal men. If the master did not eat, they would not eat anything.

Only a benevolent and righteous Lord like Prince Yan can train such a person!" the commander said with some emotion.

"Aren't they cold at night?" Zhao Ji rubbed his hands and asked, and Yang Jian immediately handed over the stove.

"Now that the dripping water has turned into ice, how can they not be cold while sleeping in the open air? Prince Yan and his guards hugged each other to keep warm the first night, but in the second half of the night it was obvious that the cold was unbearable. They lit paper candles to keep warm and summoned the patrolmen who were sleeping in the fire shop.

coming."

"This kid is really fooling around. Is there any use of burning paper to keep warm?" Zhao Ji couldn't help laughing and said with a smile.

"Yes, but there is nothing they can do. Prince Yan is still a child. In those days, he was freezing and hungry, and he was shaking when he walked. But he still insisted on burning incense on paper and paying homage continuously. The brothers couldn't stand it any more," the commander said

I wanted to say something, but suddenly I noticed Yang Jian's dagger-like eyes and quickly stopped.

Yang Jian now has mixed emotions. Looking at Tong Guan next to him, he feels even more depressed. Yesterday, he ordered someone to send a bowl of porridge with poison in it, but it had no effect. Today, he saw it with his own eyes and realized that the porridge was

There were too many. The chance of Zhao Ting eating the bowl of porridge he added was too low. Now that the emperor was involved again, things were even more difficult to handle!

"Tong Guan, you go and pass the imperial edict to allow Prince Yan to enter the palace to participate in the Wangri Festival tomorrow!" After all, he is a father. Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji thought that before he ascended the throne, he went to the palace every day without escaping the cold and heat.

I can't help but feel guilty about the past of paying my respects to the Queen Mother.

"Your Majesty, you can't." Zhang Shangying became anxious upon hearing this and wanted to make a comment.

"Prime Minister Zhang, this is a household matter for me, so I won't bother you!" Zhao Ji said with a sideways look at him. Zhang Shangying stepped back in disbelief. The royal family has committed a crime. It is under the jurisdiction of the Zongzheng Mansion. It's really no turn.

Let him, the Prime Minister, speak.

The palace door that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened wide, and a group of imperial troops rushed out, separated the crowd and came to the mourning shed. Tong Guan strode over and shouted loudly: "The emperor's oral message, please accept the decree from Prince Yan!"

As soon as the onlookers heard that the edict had arrived, they all retreated consciously to make way for an open space.

"I accept the order!" Zhao Zongzheng felt puzzled. When he heard the shouting, he quickly led Jian Xi and others to come out and kneel down.

"Prince Yan is benevolent and filial. Your Majesty is gracious and allows you to enter the palace and participate in the Wangri Festival tomorrow!" Tong Guan preached.

"Your Majesty, please accept the order!" It was time to thank the order, but Zhao Tanna didn't make any move, so he whispered anxiously.

"Thank you, Father, for your kindness, and please Sikong to tell Father, please forgive me for not entering the palace against the order!" Zhao Tong said in an astonishing way. He sighed with joy and lowered his head without saying a word. He knew what trick the prince wanted to pull.

Now he was immune to the prince's sudden inspiration.

"Prince Yan, this is not the time to be arrogant. If you have anything to do, let's talk about it before entering the palace, okay?" Tong Guan was anxious. The child looked quite sensible, but why did he lose his temper at the critical moment? He hurriedly advised.

"Tong Sikong, this is not a dispute of will, but a matter of the laws of the country. Although my repeated resistance to the decrees is excusable, it is not allowed by the law. As a prince, I should abide by the laws of the court. This matter will definitely embarrass my father.

Already, I have written a memorial to request that I be demoted to the throne, and I would like to ask Sikong to forward it on my behalf!" Zhao Tong said as he took out the memorial from his arms and handed it to Tong Guan with both hands.

"Prince Yan is loyal and righteous!" Tong Guan took the memorial and helped Zhao Tao up with both hands and praised him. As he said this, the people around him also praised him. If the Song Dynasty held the "Top Ten Impressive Figures" this year, Zhao Taofei would be elected with a high vote.

, get a trophy to show off at home.

Tong Guan took Zhao Ji's memorial and returned without success. He returned to the tower and narrated the story and presented the memorial at the same time. After reading it, Zhao Ji sighed, gave the memorial to Zhang Shangying behind him and said: "Prime Minister Zhang,

You write a letter to the provincial council and get a charter!" After saying that, he went out first, got off the city tower, and went straight to the palace gate. Everyone else was shocked. The emperor was about to leave the palace. Yang Jian quickly ordered the imperial army to arrange guards and drive them away.

There were a lot of people waiting, and after a flurry of fussing, everyone followed the emperor to the palace gate.

"Erlang, you are suffering." Zhao Ji came to the mourning shed and saw Zhao Tao with a haggard face and a solitary body. His thin body was shivering in the cold wind. His face was covered with frostbite, with white patches and purple patches.

I am a qualified artist with rich emotions. Before I could finish a sentence, I burst into tears.

"Mom, I've been through so many damn things for so many days, and it wasn't you who caused the trouble, and now I'm here to show my father's kindness and my son's filial piety!" Zhao Tong thought so in his heart, but didn't dare to say it, so he kowtowed quickly, "

The sons and ministers are here to greet their father, and the mother is traveling far away. I would like to ask my father to express his condolences and take care of the dragon's body!" Looking at what he said, no one else could find fault with him at all, and it made the emperor feel warm in his heart. It was obvious that he was a duplicitous person.

"Erlang, don't you blame your father for blocking you out of the palace?" Zhao Ji helped him briefly and then asked.

"Zhao'er went to Beijing against the order, but my father did not punish me. My son is extremely grateful!" Zhao Zhao stood up, stood with his hands down, and said respectfully, "Father has to deal with many things every day, and now it is the funeral of our mother and queen, so it must be even more...

He works hard, but his son is ignorant and brings trouble to his father. It is really unfilial!"

"It's very gratifying for my father that Erlang can think like this. I thought you were angry with your father and refused to enter the palace!" After hearing his son's words, Zhao Ji felt comfortable. He held Zhao Tao in his arms and said, "The second son is more than

His brothers are much better. Not only are they very filial, but they are also considerate. They are afraid of embarrassing me. They have even written an apology letter, blocking the mouths of those who are facing upwards, and they have lost a lot of words.

"Father, my son misses you, and he also misses his mother and brothers and sisters." Zhao Tao threw himself into the emperor's arms and said in tears. Sometimes he felt that he was more professional than professional actors. They all just acted in a few scenes and then they were done.

But I am pretending all the time, and the more I pretend, the more similar I become, and I even forget that I come from the later generations.

"Erlang, please don't cry. I have decreed that you will stay in the capital. We will never be separated again, father and son!" Zhao Ji was also excited. It was not easy for his son to be alone at such a young age. He raised his hand to wipe the tears on his son's face.

said.

"Father, you must not do this. Your son is an ominous person and has committed many sins. If you return to the capital, won't you harm your father? You will wait until your son has redeemed his sins before serving you again!" Zhao Tong was shocked when he heard this and acted too much.

Yes, the emperor was really moved. If he really got himself back at this time, his "great cause" would be ruined. He hurriedly took it back.

"Hey, Erlang is giving you a hard time, and my father is sorry for you. Just say whatever you want, and my father will definitely satisfy you!" Zhao Ji was even more moved when he saw Zhao Tong's anxious look, and touched his head and said.

"Father, Zhao'er doesn't want anything. As long as my father is in good health, enjoys eternal blessings, and lives as long as the heavens, long live, long live, long live!" Zhao Tong knelt down and said loudly. At this time, it seemed as if the heavens were covered.

Zhao Tong was moved by his "filial piety" and cooperated very well with the snowflakes.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live the emperor, Prince Yan's filial piety has moved the heaven and earth, blessings to our emperor, blessings to all the people." There is always no shortage of flatterers around the emperor, especially around Zhao Ji. Cai You, who was hiding just now, didn't know where he was.

He jumped out, knelt down and knelt on the ground, and shouted in agreement with Zhao Tong with runny noses and tears.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live my emperor." When he started, no one else dared to neglect him. He immediately followed up and shouted. The common people in the capital who were separated by the palace guards also knew that the emperor was here in person, and they also knelt down.

Earth, with the ministers shouting long live the mountain, this scene is a bit big! Seeing the ministers and the people bowing down, Zhao Ji feels so beautiful, look at how many faces my son has given me, even God has given him face, and he cried.

He looked up at the snowflakes all over the sky, then looked down at his son, who took off the cloak and put it on Zhao Tong himself. He said a few words of good wishes, and he was really satisfied.

"Erlang, are these your guards? I heard that they share the joys and sorrows with you, we share weal and woe, they are loyal servants!" After Zhao Tong accepted the worship of all the people, he took Zhao Tong's hand and pointed to Jian Xi and others behind him and said.

"Thank you for the emperor's compliment. It is your duty to serve the master loyally!" He was so happy when he saw the opportunity. When the emperor asked, he quickly motioned for everyone to kowtow.

"What a good job. You serve the Lord loyally, and I will never treat you badly!" When Jianxi and others heard this, they felt even more happy. The hardships they endured these days were not in vain, and the emperor's golden words would never be in vain.

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Prince Yan insisted not to enter the palace and still stayed in the small memorial shed outside the palace gate. However, the emperor inspected it and affirmed it, which shows that the emperor recognized Prince Yan's behavior. Then this simple memorial shed is not suitable for the status of the prince.

So the craftsmen of Houyuan Workshop worked all night to build a luxurious and huge mourning hall in front of the palace gate before the grand ceremony. The Ministry of Rites sent a minister to preside over the memorial ceremony, and the ministers in the court rushed to put their own funeral halls in front of them.

The disciples came in to accompany the sacrifice. Now everyone can see that Prince Yan is deeply favored by the emperor. If he comes to Dabao in the future, all these are the achievements of his support!

The Wangri Festival ended in a grand and solemn atmosphere. Zhao Tong did not stop for a moment. After kowtowing three times at the palace gate, he got on his horse and immediately left the capital under the escort of a group of forbidden troops. When the horse team rushed out of the city gate, Zhao Tong

Looking back at the tall city wall behind me, I had mixed feelings. I originally went to Beijing to resist the imperial edict as a temporary measure, but I didn't expect that things would turn out like this step by step. I became a model boy in the eyes of the people, and the East Palace in the hearts of all the officials.

The chosen one, the emperor's beloved son, but who knows whether this is a blessing or a curse for him?