Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 108

A country cannot live without a ruler for a day.

The next day.

Lingqian succeeds to the throne, and the new emperor ascends the throne.

Ying Jingjue put on a black dragon robe embroidered with golden dragons, wearing the imperial crown, and stepped up to the supreme throne step by step under the kneeling of civil and military officials.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live—"

"Flat body."

Among the officials lying on the ground, there was only one abrupt place.

Ying Jingjue looked at the first empty red sandalwood chair on the lower right, his eyes fell on it for a moment, and then moved away.

——Lian Shenwei did not come today.

Sick.

Just entered the palace majesticly yesterday, and fell ill today, who would believe it?Most of the officials present murmured in their hearts.He thought this was a blow from the regent to the new emperor, and the new emperor had to personally invite him to come to court.

Ying Jing sneered in determination, her face remained calm: "I am enthroned today, all thanks to the teachings of the regent, and now the teacher claims sick leave, so of course I have to rest well."

"When the situation in the court is stable, I will come to express my condolences in person."

It is not good news to let the courtiers "rest" at home. Zuo Cheng smelled the signs of power reduction in this sentence.

At the beginning of enthronement, it was a busy time, and there were many important matters to discuss.Just after mentioning the regent, when the ministers were going to discuss the next thing, the palace gate was wide open, and soldiers came galloping with fire orders in their hands.

The soldier didn't even care about the lack of courtesy, and knelt down directly: "Report to Your Majesty! Frontier war!"

"Ten days ago, the northern barbarians suddenly came under Jusha City and launched a surprise attack. The offensive was fierce, and they threatened to disturb our army's morale by threatening the late emperor's death. city!"

Ying Jingjue stood up abruptly: "What?!"

Minister of the Ministry of War: "It took half a month before the death of the first emperor spread to the frontier. Why did the Northern Yi know so long in advance?! Even prepared for it?!"

Zuo Cheng stepped forward: "Your Majesty, it seems that Beiyi's eyes and ears in the capital have always existed!"

Ye Mingqin: "The most important thing now is to boost morale. Your Majesty, please dispatch frontier troops and commanders as soon as possible to stabilize the morale of the army!"

Ying Jingjue glanced at the empty red sandalwood chair subconsciously, and then realized the inexplicable dependence that remained in her heart.

His face became even colder, and he suddenly looked away, and when he collected his mind, he gave orders in an orderly manner.

The first thing to do on the throne is so challenging and dangerous.

If this matter is not handled well, at least it will not be able to stand up to the majesty of the new emperor, and at worst it will shake the country that the Dasheng Dynasty has just handed over.

However, in the past 30 years of the Dasheng Dynasty, the decline of generals has been extremely serious.Old Hou Ye has an old leg disease and is old. Ning Feng is still recuperating. Even if he rushes to the frontier immediately, he cannot immediately go to the battlefield.

Even because of his legs, it may damage the trust he had accumulated in the soldiers.

Dasheng Dynasty, who else has the talent of a general?

When Lian Shenwei woke up, it was already evening.

This was not within Tian Nan's expected time range, because he usually fell asleep with a fever and never woke up so late.

His heart was tugging all the time, and he was relieved when he saw Lian Shenwei open his eyes slightly.

"Master, you are awake."

Maybe it was just waking up, Lian Shenwei only saw Tian Nan opened his mouth, but couldn't hear what he said clearly, his ears seemed to be immersed in water, and his eyes were blurred for a moment.

After a while, it gradually became clear.

He pressed his aching temples after a hangover, and slowly sat up: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing," Tian Nan said, "Is master hungry?"

Lian Shenwei glanced at the sky outside, and said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it? I remember that today is the day the crown prince ascends the throne."

Tian Nan: "It's almost night."

That is the end of the enthronement ceremony.

The succession ceremony of the new emperor in the Dasheng Dynasty has always been simple and special.It took one year for the first emperor to rest in the palace and receive offerings from his concubines and descendants.

And one year later, the new emperor will go to Foquan Temple to ask for the three auspicious days when he will enter the mausoleum. After these three auspicious days are obtained, he will compare them with the days calculated by Qin Tianjian and choose the most suitable day.

When the new emperor wears full-standard attire, apart from the two days of marrying the empress and sending the late emperor to the mausoleum, there is only one day left for the enthronement ceremony.

Lian Shenwei originally wanted to take a look.

No matter what that brat said, even if he didn't remember the past, he still had sister's blood in his body. The blood relationship was always very special, and he couldn't let go of it.

It's a pity to miss it.

"Forget it, I don't have the energy to take care of it now."

Lian Shenwei asked him to go out, washed himself, changed his clothes, washed the handkerchief himself, and didn't let Tiannan see the faint crimson color in the water, he wrung it and put it aside.

Mingzhu brought up the food that had been hot.

They are all mild and nourishing foods, and the ingredients are very precious.The biggest expense of the entire Prince Regent's Palace is his meals.Thanks to the support of these things, the foundation of the body will not be too short.

Lian Shenwei didn't want to eat it.

He Fengke has been staying for a long time, and he knows a little bit of simple medical skills. After using his internal strength that time, he found himself a little anorexic.

The reason why he forced himself to eat before was because of Li Ningfeng's leg injury and he had to bleed.Now that the treatment is over, he doesn't have to bleed, and he doesn't have to force himself to eat something he doesn't like.

"Is this a thousand shortbread?"

Lian Shen twisted a piece slightly, smelled it, "Liu Ji's, is it the first cage?" He smiled, "Do you still have the time to get up so early and queue up?"

Tiannan: "Master Ye heard that you were sick, so he lined up to buy it. He personally delivered it early this morning. It was very hot when it was delivered. It's just that you woke up late, otherwise it would smell even better."

"Mingqin?"

Lian Shenwei was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "This girl, it's already autumn, and it's not too cold."

His appetite inexplicably improved a lot, and he even finished the ginseng porridge he had boiled.

Tian Nan nodded silently in his heart, couldn't help but be happy, this appetite is barely normal.

After he finished eating, Mingzhu came in from the outside and handed over a letter, "Master, this is from Xinzhuang. It's a postcard."

Mingxin means that the destination of the letter is written in an upright manner, and there is no encrypted code letter.

Lian Shenwei hadn't received this kind of letter for a long time, he couldn't help being curious, "Let me see."

Loyalty Marquis Mansion.

Feng Ke gave Li Ningfeng the last injection, "The treatment is completely over, and the rest is for you to work hard to recover. According to the method I gave you, train daily, and you can fully recover in one month."

"It's just that you have fallen to the realm, and you still need to practice and improve after you fully recover. You must not rush."

During Feng Ke's treatment of Li Ningfeng, he was always too lazy to talk nonsense, and when it was time to finish, he only asked a few more words.

To be honest, during this period of getting along, he found that this young master is still very good, even if he can't get out of bed, he often reads books on tactics and swordsmanship, and deduces them in his mind.

He wrote letters one by one to his master Lian Shenwei, but unfortunately Lian Shenwei was too busy to see them during the southern tour, and then he returned to Beijing and was concerned about the affairs of the capital, so he did not reply to many letters. .

Uninhibited personality, in fact, he is quite tolerant to people he recognizes.He was so sarcastic and sarcastic, the kid didn't even have a word of dissatisfaction.Pain in therapy is not a word, not a sound.

Except for the disheartened look that annoyed him when he just knew he couldn't stand up, overall it was okay.

But this does not prevent Feng Ke from hating him.

Feng Ke has a clear distinction between internal and external relations, and Feng's family members protect their weaknesses.Li Ningfeng used Lian Shenwei's blood, and this reason alone was enough to gain the disgust of all the Feng family.

Li Ningfeng struggled to get off the ground, put his arms on the crutches, and saluted with support: "Thank you, Mr. Fuyu."

He hesitated for a moment, then said: "I don't know if Mr. Fuyu has some way to recover quickly. It doesn't matter if you suffer or suffer. I want to get better soon."

Feng Ke: "I cured your leg but not your brain, right?"

Li Ningfeng: "...that's not what it means. The northern barbarians usually come to invade in autumn. I'll get better soon so that I can go to the frontier. You know, your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and things will change later."

"If there is a way, I wouldn't dare to use it for you. Otherwise, why do you think your master insists on using blood..."

Feng Ke suddenly stopped.

...almost slipped my tongue.

Li Ningfeng heard it: "Master insists on using blood? What do you mean?" He was very sensitive, "The blood I used for healing, you said is the blood of the medicine man. Could it be related to Master?"

Feng Ke's eyes fluttered: "Yes, it has something to do with your master, your master... finally got it."

Li Ningfeng: "From your point of view, my leg injury is not just a solution with human blood?"

"Well, more than that, but that kind of method will last longer, and if you adopt it, you will have no possibility of improving your martial arts level in the future. To put it bluntly, if you can save one life, the rest depends on luck."

"Does the medicine of human blood affect Master? Isn't it difficult for Master to obtain those things?" It was difficult for Li Ningfeng to connect such bloody things with Master.

During the years of exchanging letters between him and his master, the master in his impression is a chivalrous knight with a breeze and bright moon.

Feng Ke: "You have to ask him, don't ask me."

Li Ningfeng was silent for a long time, then suddenly knelt down while supporting his crutches, and kowtowed to Feng Ke.

"As a junior disciple, I didn't show filial piety to my master, but let my master worry about me everywhere. It's because of disrespect and disrespect. Ning Feng is ashamed."

"This head is kowtowed to Master, you are Master's friend, please pass on my guilt."

Feng Ke froze when he wanted to dodge, but after receiving his gift, his eyes were complicated: "Get up, I understand."

He sighed, picked up his medicine box, and left as silently as when he came.

On the other side, someone reined in before burning the city.

With one person, one sword and one burden, Qiu Che raised his bamboo hat and looked at the majestic capital from the outskirts of Beijing.

Has my best friend lived in this kind of place all these years?

He was also holding a small cage in his hand, covered with a layer of black cloth, inside was silent, and he didn't know what was inside.

The maple leaves on the outskirts of Beijing were like fire, and the forest was dyed. As the horse's hooves trod lightly, Qiu Che slowed down.

He's here for an appointment.