Eight hundred and seventieth chapters: Unbearable
The city of Bianjing is not as good as anything else. The ban is very strict during the national mourning. Almost every family wears a filial piety hat and all entertainments are cancelled. Even the wine shop and the teahouse business is depressed, and brothels are closed one after another, and they dare not be lucky.
Adults from all families wear mourning clothes to work in the department and work, and entertainment is prohibited from happening in the lower si.
This depressing atmosphere entangles everyone's head, but what makes people more concerned about is the ascension of the prince.
The will had been passed to the palace, and the empress dowager ordered the prince and all officials to come to see each other. In the martial arts hall, the empress dowager rarely appeared in the golden hall. First, she asked the inner shi to read the will. The loyal ministers cried and Zhao Heng even cried to death, and fainted a lot.
The Empress Dowager seemed calm at this time. Although there were still tears on the fish marks at the corner of her eyes, she said calmly: "The country should not be without a king for a day. She will entrust the prince as the king. The ceremony of ascension cannot be neglected. You can ascend the throne in three days. When the coffin of the late emperor is welcomed, then you will be buried and deal with the funeral. Prince, the country of ancestors will be left to you."
In fact, what the Empress Dowager said was nothing more than a formality, and they all came step by step. When the prince heard this, he cried and said, "Sun Chen respects the will."
The Empress Dowager raised her eyes again and glanced at the ministers: "You are the pillars and beams of the country, and you must work diligently to assist the prince."
The ministers said with tears in their eyes: "I dare not go with the grace of the late emperor. I will do my best."
The other bigwigs have focused on the side of the Auxiliary King. The fast horses brought the news of the Auxiliary King into the capital. The coffin can only be carried by land, and the speed is extremely slow. It is not enough to enter the capital in a month. However, after the Auxiliary King arrived in the capital, it was the time when the new emperor and the Auxiliary King were in duel. This duel determined the honor and disgrace of countless people, and naturally touched the hearts of countless people.
Li Bangyan has already begun to be active, and the entire Song Dynasty has never lacked fence-bearers. After all, the prince only took two or three days to ascend the throne. Now that he doesn't change his sect, it will be too late to be a lackey in this sect.
Some people are happy and some are worried. Yang Zhen is the most worried. Although he is the chief assistant of the disciple, he naturally knows that he is powerless to turn the world. Whether he can hold on to the capital is still unknown. Even if the assistant emperor arrives in the capital, it is another unknown whether he can turn the tide. He feels extremely depressed, but the affairs under the disciple are piled up like a mountain, and he cannot tolerate any negligence. Especially these days, Chen Biao, who celebrated the prince's ascension to the throne, and the memorials of mourning the late emperor came up one after another, like snowflakes, leaving Yang Zhen with almost no room for free to think.
Moreover, there are many memorials handed over by officials from all over the country. Yang Zhen had to carefully sort out them out. For example, some officials only mourn the late emperor in the memorial, which must be the force to support the auxiliary king. However, if the memorials are deliberately downplayed and only took one stroke to celebrate the prince's ascension, this is naturally supporting the prince. As for those muddy waters, they remembered and mourned the late emperor and went happily but expressed their feelings to celebrate the prince's ascension. This is the fence-bearing man who blows the wind on both sides.
After summarizing it up, Yang Zhen roughly had an impression that most of the officials who secretly supported the regent are from Suzhou, Hangzhou, Guangnan, Fujian and border towns. As for other sources, many supporters of the prince. Of course, there are mixed left and right near Jingji. Generally speaking, whether it is the prince or the regent, it is roughly equal, and no one is inferior to anyone.
Yang Zhen smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't want to make a fuss in this situation. Yang Zhen was a very ambitious person at least and only hoped that the world would be peaceful. Who knew that the Song Dynasty would come to this field? But now he was in the center of the vortex and knew that the current situation was impossible to maintain, and the dragon and tiger had to be distinguished from each other.
Three days later, the ceremony of the New Lord was held in the Martial Arts Hall. Zhao Heng, wearing filial piety clothes, ascended the throne and changed the reign of Jingkang. The ministers were here to speak about the Martial Arts Hall, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times, and shouting long live.
Originally, when the new king ascended the throne, there were many firecrackers in the city of Bianjing. Although it was during the national mourning period, there were mixed joys and sorrows. Although it could not be celebrated in a large manner, setting off firecrackers was just to expect the new king to bring some blessings and protection to the people, but it became a custom. When Zhao Ji ascended the throne, the sound of firecrackers spread throughout the city and made a sound. But today, except for a few people setting off firecrackers, there was no movement at all.
Zhao Huan, who was sitting on the imperial throne, seemed very uneasy, but even though he knew this, he could not issue an order to force the imperial guards to set off firecrackers. His face became increasingly ugly. He hurriedly ended the ceremony, sent away the ministers, and left Li Bangyan alone, his face suddenly turned pale and said to Li Bangyan viciously: "Why didn't you prepare in advance? Look, my new king ascended the throne and no one set off firecrackers. What are they going to do?"
Li Bangyan smiled bitterly in his heart. How to prepare for such a thing? Could it be that Jingzhao Mansion forced everyone to prepare firecrackers in advance? If this is true, it would be reduced to the laughing stock again. However, Zhao Huan was furious but could understand that he ascended the throne for a long time, made such a mess, and made such a misfortune. How could he have any good temper? Li Bangyan gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, the people are mourning for the last emperor for a while..."
"Last Emperor..." Zhao Huan sneered and looked at Li Bangyan and said, "Last Emperor has passed away. Sorrow is my business. It is not their turn to mourn. According to my opinion, they are deliberately trying to embarrass me and cheer for Shen Ao."
Li Bangyan immediately stopped and agreed with Zhao Huan's words. Didn't the late emperor die when the new king ascended the throne? It was so lively at that time, but today it was deserted. Needless to say, you can guess the reason.
"You...speak..." Zhao Huan stared at Li Bangyan coldly.
Li Bangyan said slowly: "The King of the Regents is usually best at borrowing weekly magazines to encourage people's hearts. I wonder if His Majesty has read the recent weekly magazines. There are many words that violate the forbidden words, which are extremely bold. Now everyone in the world is entertaining themselves with weekly magazines, but these weekly magazines are speaking to the King of the Regents. Your Majesty, as long as the weekly magazines continue to be sold by others, the public opinion in the world will be in the hands of the King of the Regents."
Zhao Huan said strangely: "There is such a great energy for the weekly magazine?" He knew only a little about the weekly magazine. He only knew that Shen Ao had run a Sui Ya weekly magazine, and loved the house and the mistresses. Naturally, he hated the weekly magazine and did not join in the fun at all. At this time, he heard Li Bangyan say this at first, but he aroused curiosity and said: "Go, ask someone to go out of the palace and buy some weekly magazines."
The new emperor spoke, of course, the inner shimen did not dare to neglect them. They quickly left the palace. With just one stick of incense, they brought a stack of recent weekly magazines. Zhao Huan sat on the imperial desk and read it casually. It was okay if he didn't look at it. At first glance, Long Yan was furious and sneered: "What Li Sheren said is not wrong at all. It's really outrageous. Do these people have any other kingly laws?"
Li Bangyan said solemnly: "Your Majesty, can you imagine that if this weekly magazine is indulged, will people's hearts still be directed towards Your Majesty? Bianjing has issued more than 40 kinds of weekly magazines, and it is sold as much as 300,000 per day. The other road governments are also like this, some are more, some are less, and some are less. In addition, borrowed, that is, these words of Gu can affect 400,000 people alone. These people have passed on word of mouth, and talk about the prohibited words in the weekly magazines, and more people hear them."
Zhao Heng's face turned pale with anger: "I know. If it weren't for Li Sheren's reminder, I wouldn't have known that there were still people so bold and issued an order... All weekly magazines were searched, and all the people involved were punished, assassinated and exiled. In the future, someone dared to speak nonsense and kill them without mercy."
Li Bangyan originally wanted Zhao Heng to understand the great effect of the weekly magazine, and wanted to persuade Zhao Heng to treat him with his own way, and also set up some weekly magazines to guide public opinion. However, he didn't know what the weekly magazine wrote today, which made Zhao Huan so angry that he couldn't help but say, "Can Your Majesty borrow a weekly magazine for Weichen to see?"
Zhao Heng threw down a weekly magazine directly from the Golden Palace and said, "You can read it yourself."
Li Bangyan was also shocked when he picked up the weekly magazine. The first article in this weekly magazine was named Dongcheng. It was a very bold article, and he pointed out that today's new king ascended the throne, but everyone in the world grieves His Majesty, and also talks about His Majesty's great achievements during his reign, implying that the new king's behavior is inappropriate.
Although there was a hint here, it was obvious. Li Bangyan took a deep breath and secretly glanced at Zhao Huan, thinking to himself, it was no wonder that Your Majesty was so angry. If it were me, I would have been furious. Thinking about this in my heart, I would never dare to mention the matter of creating a weekly magazine. Although he always felt that it seemed inappropriate to search the newspapers, but with Zhao Heng's xingsword, he was now angry, and I was afraid that he might not be willing to listen to the dissuasion.
Li Bangyan threw away this weekly magazine and barely looked angry and said, "It's such a traitor. This must be the one who made trouble behind Shen Ao."
When Li Bangyan was reading the weekly magazine, Zhao Heng was also reading another weekly magazine. When he heard Li Bangyan's voice, he raised his eyes and his eyes became very sharp and murderous.
Zhao Huan said lightly: "Come and take a look at this weekly magazine."
Li Bangyan took it over and took a deep breath. This weekly magazine did not have a metaphor for criticizing the prince, but praised the third prince Zhao Kai, saying that Zhao Kai was gentle, tolerant, well-educated, and knowledgeable. This weekly magazine was called Jinyi Weekly. The name was a bit strange, but the article was bold.
Having said that, praising the third prince is not a serious crime, but to Zhao Huan, it is nothing more than saying that the emperor is not tolerant, not well-educated, and his knowledge is even worse than his brother. Each of them pierced Zhao Huan's heart like a needle. In an instant, the hatred between him and Zhao Kai came to his head. Zhao Huan laughed: "Okay, okay, it turns out that I became a foolish monarch just as I ascended the throne. They wanted to support my brother as the emperor. I blocked the way of some people, making them wish they could get rid of me soon!"
His face became more and more ferocious. He thought that everything would be very different after ascending the throne. Decades of grievances were finally relaxed. His father favored the third brother and alienated him. He endured it. His father protected Shen Ao, and he endured it. He also said coldly to him. But now, he is the emperor and the emperor. Do you have to endure it?
Chapter completed!