It was already mid-November, and when I saw the capital, there were still dozens of miles away, and it was snowing heavily.
? A heavy snow of goose feathers, one after another, fluttering and curling up, this is the first snow this winter. The first heavy snowfall heralds a good year. The air is humid and warm, and the snowflakes melted when they fell on the ground, moistening into a wet mark, and gradually blurring into a deep color, until the snowflakes above did not melt anymore, and everything was silvery white.
The soldiers' caps, shoulders, and waist bows and knives were covered with snowflakes, and their feet were wet, but their steps were very powerful. Filled with joy and excitement of returning home.
Thirty miles away from the city, Yang Ling sent scouts to listen to the movement ahead, in order to understand the specifications of the welcome and the ministers sent, and to be mentally prepared early on, and to make corresponding greetings and etiquette. Unexpectedly, the group of people walked about twenty miles away, but they still haven't seen the fast horse return.
Although Yang Ling was a little surprised, he didn't think deeply. He lifted the curtain of the car and took a casual look. The snowflakes blew in. Although it wasn't very cold, it turned into water droplets on his face. The fresh air smelled of sweetness.
Yang Ling wiped his face lightly: he will be home soon, and as soon as he is close to home, he will feel at ease in his heart. In addition to the familiar and kind figures in his mind, there is another figure that is only in his imagination, that is his little daughter, the little baby Xue Limei gave birth to, she has never met her father yet.
Returning to Beijing today, it was snowing heavily today, she was born to Xueer, um her name is Yang Xueer! A warm smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ling's mouth. At this moment, someone outside the car exclaimed: "Duke, hurry up, hurry up, the emperor the emperor".
Yang Ling was stunned, then startled, hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car and rushed out, asking, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
Immediately in front of the car was a guard, pointing to the front and stammering: "Emperor Your Majesty".
As soon as Yang Ling raised his head, the wind was blowing and the snow was blowing, and he was confused. A group of people and horses were walking towards them in the confused heavy snow. A huge imperial chariot carried by fourteen people. Yang Ling couldn't help being startled, and lost his voice: "Your Majesty!"
Emperor Zhengde traveled twenty miles away and braved the heavy snow to meet him.
Yang Ling jumped out of the car in a hurry, and ran forward holding his robe. The imperial chariot in front also saw Yang Ling's convoy, and just stopped. Seeing Yang Ling arriving, the guard of honor parted left and right, and the gourd warriors moved out of the way.
Yang Ling hurried to the imperial chariot, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Yang Ling, see the Emperor!" As he spoke, Yang Ling lifted his robe and knelt down on the white snow.
On both sides of the guard of honor are generals on horseback, and behind them are civil servants sitting in sedan chairs. They all came forward and watched him quietly. The snow was still falling silently, and the two maids in front of the imperial chariot used golden hooks to stir up the yellow dragon brocade curtain.
Wearing a pterosaur crown and a dragon robe, Emperor Zhengde walked out from inside with a smile, and quickly got out of the chariot along the vermilion lacquered wooden steps of the imperial chariot. He lifted Yang Ling up and looked him up and down happily.
The two held hands with each other, their faces were full of joy, and the dense snow was flying around and in front of them like butterflies. Zhengde laughed loudly, shook Yang Ling's hand vigorously, and said only one sentence: "Let's go, let's go back."
After Zhengde finished speaking, he took Yang Ling's hand and turned around to leave. Yang Ling said in surprise, "Your Majesty!"
"Get on the chariot!" Zhengde couldn't help saying, he pulled Yang Ling and walked back to the imperial chariot side by side. Huang Long's curtain was just hanging like that, and he waved his hand and said, "Show me back to the palace!"
The brigade turned around on the spot and returned to the capital in a mighty way. The imperial chariot was walking steadily towards the capital. Yang Ling and Zhengde were sitting side by side on the bright yellow satin-covered dragon couch. The generals riding on horseback with hunched necks on both sides were full of envy, but no one complained.
Can anyone be able to achieve the feat of opening up territories? If anyone can take back the Hetao Plain from the Tatars, it will be a miracle. What's more, he persuaded Duoyan Sanwei to return all the land of Liaodong to Daming, obtained the Jinshan Mountains from the Wala people, and opened the passage to the Western Regions. Is there a second person for such a feat?
All civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as relatives of the emperor and noble relatives, came out to welcome them. The emperor personally greeted him for twenty miles from the capital, and brought the Duke of Wei back to Beijing on the imperial chariot. Such an honor is well-deserved. The welcome ceremony was extremely solemn, the sky was covered with snow, the nine gates of the capital were opened, and the people of the city greeted them. Yang Ling returned to the capital in a splendid manner and went straight to the Golden Palace.
Yang Ling sat on the chair and glanced at Jiao Fang. Jiao Fang nodded imperceptibly, and Yang Ling was secretly relieved.
& nNot long after the talk, there was a new after-dinner conversation. Yang Ling, the prince with the shortest canonization time in history, only took office for three days before he was deprived of his title.
The emperor was furious. Yongfu and Xiang'er, who were waiting to be brides with joy, repeatedly begged to see the emperor's brother but failed. Originally, the queen mother was not happy about the two princesses getting married. The stubborn Emperor Zhengde simply shut himself in his room, and even the Queen Mother disappeared.
All of a sudden, rumors arose in the capital, and various versions of the stories of the estrangement between the monarch and his ministers were well-known. For example, Yang Ling was drunk, and he was bold enough to boast of his great achievements, and the emperor should abdicate the throne; Princesses married together; such as Yang Ling drunk
In short, the only thing all versions have in common is that Yang Ling was drunk, which is the basis for all the bizarre stories to be believed and spread. Because of such meritorious deeds, the emperor had to fight against all opinions, and the emperor who was promoted to the king's position favored his close ministers. If he hadn't been drunk and said something outrageous, how could he suddenly become a prince after receiving the marriage letters from the two princesses? A commoner, even has the possibility of becoming a prisoner?
Rumor has it that the younger sister-in-law, Princess Yongchun, who was coveted by Yang Satyr for her beauty, has become a busy person, going back and forth between the imperial palace and the leopard room, like a carrier pigeon, but it is still busy, and things have not made any progress.
Yang Ling was under house arrest for two days, and the emperor was in court for two days, and there were a lot of discussions between the government and the public. What did the two monarchs and ministers say? Except for the two parties involved, Du Fu is the only one. The Yang Mansion was surrounded by Jinyi Guards, no one could come in or out, the three great scholars had nothing to do, so they managed to bribe the inner court guards and invited Du Fu out. Unexpectedly, Du Fu seemed to have taken dumb medicine. When he saw the three great scholars, he just bowed and didn't answer any questions.
The bachelors, the six ministers and the nine ministers gathered together and sighed, not knowing why. Seeing the meaning of the emperor, it is not so much that he was furious, but that a child who was used to being pampered was suddenly wronged, closed the door, and all grandma, uncle, parents and mother were gone, and he hid in the room Gasp.
In this way, Yang Ling did not have any fear of his life. But no one can explain what happened between the two of them, and there is no way to resolve it. But going on like this is not a solution, the emperor can't handle state affairs, and the courtiers who have made great contributions to the court and have just been promoted to princes can't be put under house arrest without any charges.
All the ministers gathered in the court room were helpless, when Jiao Fang, who was about to lose her beard, suddenly slapped her thigh and shouted: "Oh, why did I forget about her, she must be the one to solve this problem!"
When all the civil and military personnel heard this, they surrounded him with a whoosh, shouting in unison: "Who? Who is it? Mr. Ge, tell me quickly, we can't drag on like this any longer. Who can do it?"
Jiao Ge rolled his eyes and said, "Who else is there? Yang Ling's younger sister, the imperial concubine Tang Niangniang!"
Wang Hua smacked his forehead: Isn't that right, the future mother of the country, if she doesn't know the truth and can't resolve this matter, who else can do it?
A group of ministers piled up teacups, piled up official hats, and the ministers who slipped down from the hot kang each found their official boots, and some of the impatient ones had already run out, toward the room. Disorderly.
Jiao Fang shouted: "Hey hey hey, what are you doing? The emperor is vomiting now, can you get in the leopard room? Can you see the imperial concubine? What are you doing all this time? Hurry up and call the servant Come here, first send a message to Princess Yongchun, that is, the cabinet ministers, the six ministries and nine ministers, please see Her Royal Highness Princess Yongchun!"