Chapter 809 More Interesting (End of Text)(1/2)
The next day.
Grand court meeting.
Zhu Huan, who had not attended for a long time, also came.
His pace was a little faster than before he was injured, so that he could cover up some of his lame walking.
Huo Yixiao whispered to him: "The burden on the uninjured legs is too great, and it is not a long-term solution."
Zhu Huan laughed: "I know, it's just like this when I went to court. After the court, I will walk slowly."
"Are you here to listen to the bookmaking today?" Huo Yixiao asked.
Zhu Huan nodded: "Yes."
Today is the first link to establish the crown prince.
"The eldest son is appointed as the crown prince".
This book was not a formal edict to establish the crown prince, but a proposal.
The emperor informed the court and the people that he wanted to "establish the crown prince". After reading the book, it was the civil and military ministers who made the advice.
Since it was agreed upon in the first place, generally speaking, no one would stand up in a daze to object. Everyone agreed to a few paragraphs, and today it would be considered as if it were done.
This is also the reason why the old man in the Ministry of Rites said that he had little to do with them today.
Everyone knelt down.
Eunuch Wu was chanting the bookmaking loudly.
Zhu Huan lowered his eyes, heard from beginning to end, and felt calm.
After being injured, he was resting for several months. In addition to appeaseing his mother, Zhu Huan also thought a lot.
At the beginning, what he thought was that "destiny made a choice", it was all God's will. When he was most confused and confused, God's fate made a choice for him. There was nothing wrong with this.
Then, he looked back on the big and small things in the past few years and gradually realized that his mood was actually deviant at that time.
Sensitive, stingy, and resentful of some situations.
Although everyone has their own temper, Zhu Huan thought that he didn't like himself like that.
That was contrary to what he was pursuing.
From ancient times to the present, there have been many calligraphers. No matter what school or font difference, the roots are the same.
Hard work and calm your mind.
Calligraphy has never been achieved overnight, only practice and learning, over the years.
If you can persevere, you need to be calm and able to write peacefully all day and think all night.
He had lost the first thing he had before, and he was calm.
After realizing it, the mist in front of me dissipated, my mood became much more open and I felt much more at ease.
This kind of down-to-earth situation made him calmly accept the unscrupulous foot injury and could say more to his mother's mother. Even after his father dealt with Zhu Mao, Zhu Huan also stayed in front of the emperor for a few days. When facing his father, he would not be so cautious and worried about gains and losses.
When you go to the morning court, you have to come.
The father appointed the crown prince, and it was not that the rest of their sons would be dandy, so they still had to do their jobs.
After finishing reading, Eunuch Wu retreated to the side.
The emperor said: "I have been ascending the throne for more than ten years and dare not judge my merits, but I believe that I have at least done my diligence.
I just raise my son, but I can't raise it well.
The eldest son was sinister and conspired to kill his brother with the intention of killing his father; the second son was poisoned by someone and collapsed on the bed, unable to speak; the third son almost fell off his horse and only injured his leg. I am glad and afraid; the fifth son was assassinated and died of serious injuries.
My eldest son suffered from displaced in his mother's womb. He was able to grow up by raising the Huo family over the years.
I also want to eliminate this situation when I appointed the crown prince.
What do you think?"
The courtiers agreed.
Three days later, the imperial edict issued the "A Literary of the First Prince" and the identity of the crown prince was officially decided.
At around Qianbulang, there is finally no need to call him "that Your Highness". The fact that just a single call to "Crown Prince" can be explained makes everyone much easier.
And all kinds of rituals have become more complicated again.
The prince was appointed to the prince, and the prince visited the court, visited the Taimiao, met with the ministers, and met with the palace ministers.
After walking through each step, let alone the eunuch Wu, even Eunuch Wu will be very tired.
Huo Yixiao did not return to Dafeng Street.
They moved to Shuyu Palace yesterday.
Shuyu Palace began to be repaired when the seal was opened after the New Year, and it was newly arranged inside as the residence of the prince's Eastern Palace.
Today's Shuyu Palace and Huo Yixiao changed a lot when they lived here before.
He originally lived in the side hall, but now it is the main hall.
The main hall is much wider than the main courtyard of the Dafeng Street house, but when you walk into it, you will look very familiar.
Wen Yan handled it with one hand and moved everything he used in daily life, and the arrangement was similar.
If there is anything different, it is Ebony.
Ebony no longer lie on the antique shelf. It likes to climb on the high beams and look down at them all.
Wen Yan is doing her makeup.
Tonight's palace banquet.
Huo Yixiao also had to change his clothes.
When I came out from inside, I saw Sui Niang and Wen Yan combing their hair.
Sui Niang, who has always taken quick actions, is also a little nervous now.
"I haven't combed such a complicated head in years." Sui Niang muttered.
Wen Yan burst into laughter: "How old are you this year?"
Sui Niang was also happy: "Since I left the palace that year, I have never combed it."
Wen Yan smiled: "When I was in the palace, my combing was different from what I am now."
How could a companion to read with the Crown Princess, an unmarried girl and a married woman comb her hair?
Madam Huang told the little palace maids to do things. When she heard this, she also turned around and said, "Sui Niang was born with her hands. You have to pick up this craft, otherwise it would not be your turn to comb her hair in the future."
Sui Niang stuck out her tongue, smiled and relaxed, and her movements became much faster.
Huo Yixiao sat aside and listened to them talking and laughing.
The windows were open, and from the direction of the east and west side hall, there were also people busy.
At the palace banquet, some people sincerely congratulated each other, while some people were unwilling to accept it, and the fun was over until the second day of the day before it was disbanded.
Wen Yan and Huo Yixiao first sent the concubine back to Changning Palace, and then they slowly walked towards Shuyu Palace.
After nightfall, the Shuyu Palace is brightly lit.
Huo Yixiao paused a little when he stepped in.
Wen Yan noticed it and asked him softly with a smile: "Isn't you used to it?"
Huo Yixiao raised his eyebrows, walked around the screen wall, and walked to the front of the hall, raising his eyes and looking up to the heights.
I'm really not used to it.
He didn't like living here before, because he didn't think it was boring and not popular, but because he didn't think he should be here.
Wen Yan followed Huo Yixiao's gaze and asked, "Yes Xiao wants to climb up and take a look?"
Huo Yixiao laughed: "I really think the censors have been too idle lately?"
Wen Yan bent her eyes and smiled for a while.
I laughed but didn't give up this idea.
It’s not that she didn’t climb to the roof, but the hall also has the same meaning.
After returning to the inner hall, he changed into light clothes. Wen Yan pulled Huo Yixiao around the back of the hall and moved up quickly.
Madam Huang had too much experience in covering up, and when they both went to the top of the hall, no one noticed it below.
The night is already thick.
Only the moonlight is bright.
Most of the imperial city is in sight, and the lights are dim in the dark night.
But this time, what blew on Huo Yixiao was not the cold wind that swept at that time, but the breeze that was neither cold nor hot in early summer nights.
Wen Yan sat down next to Huo Yixiao, and Echidun'er also climbed up, got into her arms, stretched.
To be continued...