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    When Yang Ling arrived at Dongnuange, the courtiers around the emperor had all changed into white clothes.

    Seeing Yang Ling coming, Zhang Yong hastily greeted him.  The slap of Emperor Hongzhi's court stick hit them, but it was real. These people had to lie down for half a month before they dared to walk on the ground. Now they really haven't seen each other for a while.

    Today, after Emperor Hongzhi took the medicine provided by the imperial physician, he suddenly had a nosebleed, which could not be stopped after exhausting all means. The blood soaked more than ten towels, and he passed away not long after. Zhu Houzhao cried bitterly on the corpse.  They didn't listen either, Liu Jin, Zhang Yong and other servants were in a hurry.

    In the end, the queen spoke with tears in her eyes, but the prince still refused to listen, and insisted on not allowing anyone to move the emperor's body. The eunuch who was in charge of the court was waiting outside the palace to clean and dress the emperor, but he didn't dare to disobey the prince. Everyone  The guys are all frozen there.

    Seeing Yang Ling at this time, Zhang Yongru hurriedly picked up a mourning gown and greeted him when he saw the savior. While Yang Ling was putting it on, Zhang Yong said worriedly: "Master Yang, Your Highness has been crying for a long time, and the servants are not allowed to move the emperor's body.  Waiting for Kongzi to be in a hurry, but he can't think of appropriate words to comfort the prince, so go and have a look."

    Yang Ling tied up his filial piety belt, handed the sword to the guard at the palace gate, and hurried into Dongnuan Pavilion.  Zhu Houzhao knelt and sat in front of the couch, still weeping silently.  Empress Zhang, Yongfu, and Yongchun are all dressed in plain clothes, like three pear blossoms with rain, standing gracefully behind him.

    Seeing the queen and the two princesses, Yang Ling hurriedly wanted to bow down. Empress Zhang waved her hands hurriedly, then gave him a wink, then turned to look at the prince, sighed faintly, and pulled the two princesses out of the bedroom.

    Seeing that the queen and princess had left, Yang Ling quietly walked up to Zhu Houzhao and knelt down next to him. Zhu Houzhao was still holding Hongzhi's cold palm in a daze, just sobbing silently, without looking at the people around him.

    Yang Ling whispered a few words of comfort, but Zhu Houzhao still remained silent. Yang Ling saw that he was in a daze, turning a blind eye to others, and thought that it would be better to be aggressive than to invite the general. The little prince is too young to listen to any mournful words, so it is better to cheer up  His spirit, Yang Ling thought for a while and said: "Your Highness, do you remember what the emperor said in the story I told you? A generation of emperors is like the sunrise and sunset. One day, the sun will follow a  When the emperor passes away, he sinks, but he will rise with the new emperor. The dead king turns into a star in the sky, looking at the heir he has chosen in the sky, to see if he will live up to his great trust."

    "Your Highness, the emperor is a rare benevolent and wise emperor throughout the ages. You are the only son of the emperor. You are about to become the emperor of Ming Dynasty and the new sun. Will you live up to your majesty's high expectations?"

    Zhu Houzhao's expression changed when he heard this, he sniffed, squeezed Hongzhi's hand tightly, and said with a swearing expression on his childish face: "I will never disappoint my father's expectations, I will be like my father,  Become a righteous ruler, a promising son of heaven."

    Yang Ling said: "I believe that every dynasty and every prince will think so when he ascends the throne and sits on the dragon chair, and he will want to be a good emperor from the bottom of his heart, but some of them have achieved it.  Some have become mediocre kings, or even foolish kings and kings of subjugation."

    Zhu Houzhao suddenly turned around, glared at him angrily and said, "Do you doubt my words? You say I can't do it?"

    Yang Ling said calmly: "I believe Your Highness's words come from the heart, and I believe that the prince is not a whim, but it is not enough to have this kind of ambition. Mingjun did not say it, but did it.  After the funeral, everyone was looking forward to the new emperor's deeds, if he could only cry here, can he become a wise emperor?"

    After hearing this, Zhu Houzhao's face turned blue and then red, and he was still young, so he couldn't stand Yang Ling's provocation. After a long while of anger, he suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Come here, change your father's body and clothes."

    An imperceptible smile floated on Yang Ling's lips.

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    The Neiguanjian set up the mourning hall and arranged the palace. The secretary of the hall cleaned the body and clothes for Emperor Hongzhi. The Bureau of Scarves and Hats, the Bureau of Needlework, and the Bureau of Nei Weaving and Dyeing prepared mourning clothes for princes, princes, ministers, and officials of various halls and ministries.

    The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion guarding the gate of the palace wore white shirts over their armor, and even the firecrackers in their hands were covered with a layer of white silk. After all the arrangements in the palace were completed, the night fog was like veil, and white hangings hung everywhere in the palace.  The papered lanterns filled the whole palace with gloomy clouds and mist.

    The mourning hall is located in the main hall of Qianqing Palace. Inside the hall, it is very solemn and solemn with plain curtains and white curtains, surrounded by cigarettes, and the tablet of Emperor Hongzhi is enshrined high in the middle.  The Ministry of Rites had drawn up various etiquette procedures for the new Emperor Yuji for application when the emperor was in critical condition. These procedures are simple to say, that is,The well-developed Wang Qiong Wang Shangshu burst into tears again, beating his chest and stamping his feet, only saying that the emperor's indiscriminate rewards will inevitably lead to turbulent sentiment and dissatisfaction among all officials.

    Emperor Zhengde consciously took a step back. Seeing that the officials were still unwilling to let go, he was also angry now. He jumped off the throne and said, "Whether I should be the emperor or you should be the emperor, this will not work, and that will not work.  It would be better to be an emperor."

    Zhu Houzhao said that he was going to take off the dragon robe when he tore off the jade belt, so that the two eunuchs, Wang Yue and Zhang Shou, jumped up and hugged him.  Living.

    Seeing this, Li Dongyang thought quickly. Yang Ling is still young, and his talent and morality need to be observed. Being a military commander will not do any harm to the government. It is not a big deal if he has a higher rank, but now he is taking an important position in the Ministry of Officials to participate in government affairs  How can his virtue convince all officials?

    As for the conferring of titles, although it is a bit hasty, it does not violate the ancestral system, so Li Dongyang hurriedly said loudly: "Yes, I obey the order. I think that you can grant Yang Can general the invincible and powerful uncle, and give the imperial edict. Do you think your majesty will do that?"  ?¡±

    When Zhengde heard that a capable minister had agreed, he hurriedly said, "So, so, it's all up to Li Dashi to draft an edict."

    After listening to Li Dongyang's words, all the ministers immediately understood what he meant, and stopped loudly objecting immediately, only Wang Qiong couldn't stop sobbing for a while.

    It turns out that there are several types of titles in the Ming Dynasty: hereditary, military merit, grace, and relatives, and Yang Ling belongs to grace.  Just now Li Dongyang yelled out to grant Yang Ling the Unworldly Mighty and Martial Uncle, and to grant a letter, that is to tell everyone that what Yang Ling conferred was not a hereditary title, and only a letter of imperial title, not a certificate, but just added a nice title.  There is no need to fight against the emperor for this, so the voice of opposition has been greatly weakened.

    Liu Jian's heart really couldn't stand the toss of the Great Emperor Zhengde. Fortunately, the ceremonies that should be held were almost held now, so Liu Jian hurriedly arranged for all civil and military officials to guard the spirit in the Qianqing Palace.  Kneeling over there to burn the burning paper, this time there will definitely not be any more baskets.

    Seeing that the matter of the new emperor's ascension to the throne has been decided, the internal official Wang Yue hurriedly went to Kunning Palace to invite the Queen Mother and two princesses to come to Qianqing Palace to guard the spirit together.

    At this time, Yang Ling didn't know that at this moment, he had somehow gone to the Ministry of Officials for a while, and then became an uncle.  After Shi Shiran inspected the various palace gates, he casually ate a meal with the palace soldiers to fill his stomach, and it was almost three o'clock at this time.

    After walking around such a big imperial city, Yang Ling's heels hurt like hell, but he couldn't ride a horse in the palace city, so he finally walked back to Qianqing Palace step by step, his legs were almost broken, when he saw Emperor Hongzhi's funeral  The East Nuan Pavilion was deserted and deserted, so he sent two guards to leave, went around to sit in the hall, took off his boots and rubbed his feet.

    Yang Ling rubbed the veins in his feet. Just as he picked up his boots and wanted to put them on, someone patted his shoulder suddenly. In the middle of the night, even though the palace was lit, it was really scary. Yang Ling turned around cleverly.  After passing by, Yang Ling was even more shocked when he saw the man, and couldn't help but screamed out.

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