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"Let's go, let's meet the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty." Yang Lengshan pointed to the kid with long braids, and slowly swayed over with Xiao Si.
The 6-year-old child has a broad forehead, a small face that is not very round, and his eyes are blank.
"Hey! Two bold slaves, why don't you kneel down to greet me?!" Although the child was short in stature, his tone was not small, he looked up at the two adults and scolded.
Seeing that the child was so rude, Xiaosi was about to say something to him, but the master waved at him.
Yang Lengshan pointed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is looking for you, you should go see her quickly, something important is about to happen."
Just as the child was about to say something, he saw a few eunuchs and maids running over crying, and was shocked for a moment, and he didn't bother to ask the two of them, the master and the apprentice.
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager asked the old man to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to listen to the imperial edict woo woo woo" An old eunuch with white hair and beard was crying so badly that he stumbled over.
Xiao Si was dazed when he heard that, this kid was just a naughty boy, and the old eunuch actually called him "Old Man", which is simply subverting the imagination.
"Get down!" The last emperor issued an order.
The old eunuch lay down tremblingly, shaking like a candle in the wind.
The young man couldn't bear it, but he couldn't stop him, so he could only watch the little emperor lay on the old eunuch's back. The old man seemed to be very familiar with this, so he straightened up and slowly stood up.
When the palace ladies and eunuchs saw Yang Lengshan's master and apprentice, they didn't know why, but right now the people in the palace were in a state of chaos, and they had no time to meddle in their own business, so they swarmed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The front of the line. The two long braids, one old and one young, swayed in the wind.
"It's a good ride! Haha, your running speed is getting slower and slower now." The little emperor smiled and waved his little hand.
Xiao Si was full of doubts, he asked Master: "Why does the little emperor look so thin? Shouldn't he be fat and big ears?"
Yang Lengshan said: "The feeding of the royal family and nobles is different from that of the common people. Your kid has also read a lot of books. In "Dream of Red Mansions", sister Qiao fell ill, what did the imperial doctor say?"
The young man replied without hesitation: "It will be enough to be clean and hungry for two days."
"That's right, so you can see that this child is so thin that his cheeks are pointing down. It's not because there is nothing delicious, but because the royal family doesn't allow him to eat more." Master laughed.
Xiao Si was speechless: "I always thought that being an emperor was the happiest thing in the world, but I didn't expect that there would be such suffering. What should we do now?"
Yang Lengshan pulled him to hide in the corner, and said in a low voice: "Let's go to see the emperor abdicate. But the current dress is not acceptable."
This day is February 12, 1912.
Empress Dowager Longyu, who is the empress dowager, is in a complicated mood. She was holding a volume of imperial edict written by the minister in her hand, and she couldn't help but sift through the chaff.
She is 44 years old this year, exactly 45 years old. Although she is well-clothed and well-fed, she is physically and mentally exhausted from years of worry and difficult state affairs, and she looks a few years older than her actual age.
"Could it be that the Qing Dynasty is really going to end in the hands of a woman like me? How can I be worthy of my ancestors" The empress dowager pondered.
She didn't know that only one year later, the heavy guilt caused her to prematurely end the life that she had never been seen.
A child's wanton laughter came from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The queen mother restrained her mind for a while, and ordered the maids and eunuchs to invite the emperor over.
"Mother, please greet you." When the little emperor saw her, he couldn't help restraining himself a lot, and said with his hands tied.
"Hey, Your Majesty We will no longer be the royal family. Today we will announce our abdication. Later, the queen mother will take you to the main hall, so don't cry." Empress Dowager Longyu struggled to organize her words.
"Queen, a fat man came to see you a few days ago. I still remember that he was kneeling at your feet in Dongnuan Pavilion, crying like a child weighing two hundred catties. I wonder if it was his bad idea?" Xiao Xiao Although the emperor was young, he was extremely shrewd. His IQ is not low.
The Empress Dowager Longyu sighed: "That person is Yuan Shikai. Your Majesty, it is not a bad thing for the Qing court to abdicate. This is also a move that conforms to the will of the people."
Yuan Shikai swore to her at that time: "will never disappoint the orphans and widows." Those originally sly eyes seemed very sincere.
A group of court ladies and eunuchs cried loudly at this time, as if mourning a concubine. An old eunuch knelt at the Queen Mother's feet and kowtowed loudly: "Empress Dowager, think twice. Announcing this edict of abdication will destroy the foundation of the ancestors! This old slave is willing to serve the Emperor and Empress Dowager all his life.?! "
Xiaosi and Master were wearing eunuch's clothes at this time, hiding in the back, seeing this situation, they looked at each other and smiled.
Mr. Lu Xun said a similar meaning: Some slaves will not get it because they are slaves, and they are extremely distressed.
This turned out to be true.
Amidst the chaos, the middle-aged woman who had passed her forties finally made up her mind. Although she is weak, she is not stupid. In the precarious wind and rain, it is a good thing to be able to retreat completely.
What's more, the world can also avoid a great war.
The young man stared intently at the middle-aged lady who was once the mother of the world, and saw that she had an ordinary appearance, a relatively broad face, no flattering eyes, and slightly plump lips. But the courage to make the decision to kill exploded at this moment!
Uncharacteristically, the little emperor was dragged by the empress dowager obediently, witnessing the rewriting of history without saying a word.
His Highness is still those ministers who have met for three years. Since he was three years old, he has been worshiped by all officials on the throne admired by all people.
He still remembered that when his father, Prince Jin Zaifeng, brought him into the palace, he was hugged in front of a curtain, and the complex and gloomy curtain was pulled open, revealing the face of a withered old woman
The three-year-old child was so frightened that he cried loudly.
She chose him. And his era lasted only three years.
The Empress Dowager walked up to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, affixed her seal on the "Edict of Emperor Xuantong's Abdication", and stepped back without saying a word.
Xiao Si saw a middle-aged man with a mustache walking up with his head held high. He quietly asked the master: "Teacher, who is this person?"
"He is Hu Weide, Minister of Foreign Affairs, and a close friend of Yuan Shikai." Yang Lengshan told him in a low voice.
This Hu Weide read the edict aloud:
The psychology of the people across the country today tends to be republican. The provinces in the south and central regions are the first to advocate, and the northern generals are also to advocate the latter. The fate of the people can be known
Xiaosi half-understood what he heard. All the officials in the hall listened expressionlessly.
Finally finished reading, the Minister of Foreign Affairs led all the officials and bowed to the queen mother and the little emperor.
Bow again.
Three bows.
An era is completely over.
"Master, I haven't eaten royal cuisine yet. Can you take me to the imperial kitchen?" Xiaosi suddenly whispered to Yang Firshan (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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