Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Chapter 352 Don’t Save the Savages on the Roadside (End)

When older people get sick, they are more likely to suffer from it.

The day before, the emperor was still asking He Sheng about Zhao Huaixu's condition, and the next day he heard that he had caught a cold and was bedridden.

He Sheng felt that Zhao Huaixu should at least go visit him. Although he was not very willing to do so, he was dragged there by He Sheng anyway.

The emperor was visibly happy about Zhao Huaixu's appearance. After greeting him by the bed, He Sheng felt that was enough and planned to leave.

Just as she was about to say goodbye, she heard the emperor say, "Zhang Peihou, take His Highness out first. He Sheng, you stay."

Zhang Peihou was the chief eunuch beside the emperor. He took Zhao Huaixu out, leaving He Sheng and the emperor alone in the room.

He Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your Majesty...what do you mean?"

He struggled to stand up, took out an imperial edict in front of He Sheng, walked slowly to the table, and spread it out. He looked up at He Sheng and said, "I only have one son, Huaixu. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but only Yuanzhen gave me a child. I think I have been wise in this life and have never made a big mistake in governing the country."

"It's a pity that I have few offspring. The only one I have had an accident and can't be cured. My brothers are also useless and their offspring are all playboys. I don't feel comfortable handing this big country over to them."

"Huai Xu likes you very much. Whether he regards you as a sister or a friend, it's also good that he wants to follow you. I probably won't be able to wait until the day when Huai Xu recovers."

"Before I die, I want to do something that I think is right." He slowly opened a red cloth package, revealing an exquisite jade seal inside, pressed the ink on it, and stamped it on the imperial edict.

"In ancient times, Yao and Shun abdicated to capable people to govern the country. Today, I am also here to abdicate." He waved at He Sheng, "Come and take a look."

He Sheng was stunned by the words of the orphan, and walked to his side as he said. He then spoke again, "I allow you to read the contents of this imperial edict now."

I won’t go into details about the format of the previous article, but the conclusion is that he wanted to give the throne to He Sheng.

"I let you be the ruler of a country, but in exchange, I hope you will take care of Huai Xu, not allow him to be bullied, and not allow him to be wronged. As for what position you will put him in, I will not decide. In short, I want Huai Xu to have no worries in his life."

The pair of cloudy eyes became sharp, and their gaze was like a knife piercing into He Sheng's heart.

He Sheng looked him in the eye without fear, "Okay."

"Cough, cough, cough." He covered his mouth and coughed, "I knew I was right about him."

She didn't ask why it was her, nor did she think it was inappropriate for a woman to rule the country. This was good, because it showed that she thought she could do it well and she was ambitious. He saw desire in her eyes.

"I have never believed that women cannot rule the country. If I had a daughter, I would hope that she would be ambitious and compete with her brother. It would be best if she could take the throne. Unfortunately, we have no chance, no chance." The emperor sighed. "My body will not last much longer."

He was indeed too old. In an era when the average age was 30, he lived to be 60 and reigned for 35 years. Looking back on his political achievements, he did do some remarkable things, such as building water conservancy projects in the south of the Yangtze River against all odds in his early years. But most of the time he was mediocre. He might have had the desire to show his talents, but he gave up the idea after being advised by his ministers again and again.

His greatest strength is that he listens to advice. The people have lived and worked in peace and contentment for 35 years, which is considered acceptable.

Of course He Sheng would not refuse such an opportunity. The imperial edict had been stamped, and the matter was set in stone. The only one who might have objected, Prince An, was demoted to guard the imperial mausoleum, and his descendants were not allowed to enter the capital.

-

After leaving the emperor's room, He Sheng walked slowly towards Qingzhu Pavilion. On the way, she suddenly remembered that Zhao Huaixu was no longer the crown prince. She was the heir to the throne. How funny.

She saved a savage on the roadside, and then her father gave her a throne. She was moved and decided that she would still save savages on the roadside in the future. What if? Look, she has now reached a very high position (laughs).

When walking back, I passed by the Imperial Garden and heard voices inside. I walked closer and heard the voices clearly. They were a few women, probably the emperor's concubines.

He claimed that he had three thousand beauties in his harem, but in fact there were only five, and they had all been with him since he was young.

There is one queen and four concubines. However, it is estimated that the emperor has not been close to the harem for a long time. He has become more open-minded as he grows older. He has no children until now, so it is naturally impossible for him to have children in the future.

A group of people gathered together to appreciate the flowers and chat, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After hearing these two words, He Sheng quickened his pace and left.

Zhao Huaixu had been waiting at the door for a long time when he returned to Qingzhuxuan. When he saw He Sheng, he ran over impatiently, "Sister!"

He Sheng rubbed his head and said, "Let's go inside."

After she found out that she was about to become the emperor, the whole world seemed wonderful. She no longer felt bitter and resentful when looking at those homework. What was this? This was called experience! She had to study hard to be the emperor!

Another +1 for valuable life experience.

When the class started, Yan Yinian probably already knew about it. Before the class, he looked at He Sheng and sighed for a long time. Finally, he didn't know what he was thinking. He gritted his teeth, walked over and said to He Sheng, "Now that things have come to this, I hope Your Highness will not let His Majesty down."

Since the name has been changed, he must have known about it.

He Sheng nodded in understanding, "Master, please keep teaching me. I will not let you down."

Being forced to learn is different from actively learning, and He Sheng doesn't want to become the beauty who brings disaster and is reviled by future generations.

Whatever she does, she tries to do it to the best of her ability. Funny enough, her father probably doesn't know that she is now the emperor's adopted daughter.

The throne has been given to her, so she is considered an adopted daughter, but the procedures have not been followed.

He Sheng glanced sideways at Zhao Huaixu beside him. If that was the case, he hoped that he would never recover his memory.

Yan Yinian became visibly stricter. In the past, he had just laughed off He Sheng's harmless mistakes, but now he was going to be beaten for this mistake. He was not holding back at all, and after a few beatings, his palm was slightly swollen.

After beating him, Yan Yinian smiled and said, "Don't take small mistakes lightly. A thousand-mile dam can be breached by a small hole. Your Majesty has also been beaten by me before, and the amount of beatings he received was no less than yours. Don't feel unconvinced."

He Sheng shook his hands, trying to dispel the burning pain in his hands, "Yes, disciple understands."

It proves that he is serious. After all, His Majesty's body can't hold on for too long, and she has to grow up in the shortest possible time, lest His Majesty dies suddenly and the country is left without a successor. Wouldn't that give the rebels an opportunity to take advantage?

Another month passed, the weather turned cooler, and the leaves on the roadside fell to the ground. After just one night, a thick layer of them covered the ground.

The fallen leaves made a "crunching" sound when he stepped on them. After waking up, Zhao Huaixu did not allow the servants to sweep the leaves. He could play on the fallen leaves all day long.

At this time, He Sheng had already taken policy theory classes with Yan Yinian for a long time.

-

The fifth day of September is the emperor's birthday, and this day is designated as the "Qianqiu Festival". On that day, the emperor would bring his concubines to hold a grand banquet in the Hua'e Tower in the capital city, and there would also be large-scale music and dance performances to celebrate with the people.

However, ever since he caught a cold, the emperor's health has deteriorated and he is now bedridden. People in the palace are still preparing the things needed for the Qianqiu Festival as usual, and actors and musicians are rehearsing as usual, but it is unknown whether the emperor can hold on until that day.

At dusk on the first day of September, the emperor had all his ministers summoned to him and orally recited...his last will and edict.

He Sheng and Zhao Huaixu were also there. Looking at the dying old man on the bed, He Sheng sighed that life is unpredictable.

After he recovered from the cold, she thought he could hold on for a long time, and she also thought it would be soon, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Zhao Huaixu couldn't sit still, but He Sheng had told him not to speak, so he lowered his head and played with the belt on He Sheng's clothes.

The long will was handed over to the prince. The Hanlin minister in charge of recording looked at the absent-minded Zhao Huaixu and sighed. If he succeeded, the fate of Daqi would be over.

My descendants are few and there is no one in the side branches. God wants to destroy me, Daqi.

"The crown prince will be replaced. No, it should be called... ahem, the crown princess. He Sheng will take over. I hope you will assist her diligently."

The Hanlin Minister paused while recording, then hurriedly moved the pen away from the paper, thankful that no ink dripped on the paper, otherwise the edict would have been invalidated.

The prime minister in charge had no objection. As if he had known this would happen, he took up his pen and wrote down this sentence again.

"...That's it...my mother came to pick me up later..."

……

"His Majesty passed away——"

The dull sound of bells resounded throughout the capital city, and every household hung up white banners. On the eve of the Qianqiu Festival, the master of the festival passed away.

Empress Zhang Pei took out the imperial edict and read it out, and He Sheng knelt on the ground to receive it. Behind him was the late emperor, and in front of him was the future emperor.

A transition from the old to the new.

-

He Sheng thought that he was Zhao Huaixu's father after all, so he took him with him when dealing with the funeral affairs. He watched as the late emperor was put into shrouds and his body was placed in the coffin.

He was also there to keep vigil. Unexpectedly, Zhao Huaixu was unprecedentedly quiet during the night vigil. He didn't even ask He Sheng why the late emperor was placed in the coffin.

Maybe he understood the meaning of death, maybe he still didn't care that much about the late emperor, but it didn't matter.

After the last day of vigil, He Sheng took Zhao Huaixu away from your mother's house. As soon as they left, he said:

"Sister, my chest feels tight."

"Well, your father turned into a star and is protecting you in the sky."

“Will I become a star in the future?”

"Yes, everyone will, and I will too."

"Then I want to turn into a star first, so that I can protect my sister. When you reach the sky, I can still protect you."

"…Okay, okay."

He Sheng turned around to look at him. Zhao Huaixu was clearly smiling, but tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"Sister, when I turn into a star, can I see father?" he said.

"Okay, we'll meet."

……

After all the busy work, the Ministry of Rites was handling the subsequent burial procedures of the late emperor while also preparing for He Sheng's succession ceremony.

The late emperor had prepared a dragon robe for her a long time ago, but it was rushed out. Hundreds of embroiderers worked for a long time and finished it before the late emperor passed away.

Doubts were inevitable, and there were also rebels who took advantage of the situation to rebel. All the doubts were conquered by He Sheng's iron-blooded methods, and all the rebels were violently suppressed by her.

At this time, violence is the most effective means.

It doesn't matter. The fact that she could reach this position proves that she is better than them. She also fulfilled the wishes of the ministers who refused to submit to He Sheng and rewarded them to accompany the late emperor.

Just replace them and let her people take the place.

A small-scale reshuffle of the court and violent means allowed her to quickly establish her prestige. With her own people, Yan Yinian's students, and a prime minister who was only loyal to the country and didn't care who the emperor was, He Sheng quickly established a solid foundation.

The people knew that the emperor had changed, and it was a female emperor. At most, it was just some more topic of conversation after dinner. What qualifications or courage did they have to question it?

What's more, they didn't care that much about the new emperor's tax cuts. The drastic tax cuts were more shocking than those of the female emperor.

-

After the late emperor was buried in the imperial mausoleum, He Sheng's succession ceremony was also put on the agenda.

He Sheng said bluntly, how come this process is more troublesome than getting married?

The crown was much heavier than she had imagined, and her neck was about to break after wearing it for a whole day.

He who wears the crown must bear its weight (?)

He Sheng was very happy at the words that suddenly popped up in her mind. Her crown was much more powerful than ordinary crowns.

Anyway,

At the end of the day, He Sheng just wanted to collapse on the bed.

She changed into casual clothes and returned to the Yangxin Palace. Zhao Huaixu was sitting on the steps at the entrance. To be honest, she hadn't seen Zhao Huaixu for a long time because she was very busy. She asked Zhang Peihou to take care of him. This eunuch could be said to have watched Zhao Huaixu grow up.

He Sheng walked over without hesitation and sat on the steps with him.

He Sheng looked up at the direction where he was looking and asked him softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"Your Majesty... Ah, Sister... I'm looking at the clouds. They are very beautiful."

He Sheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the breeze blowing on his face, "The weather is also very good today."

"Ah."

He Sheng laughed out loud, "When did you recover?"

Zhao Huaixu was stunned for a moment, then immediately calmed down, "A few days ago." He was not actually surprised to be discovered. After all, he couldn't say such words like he did before.

The way he called "Sister" was very strange.

The clouds on the horizon were dyed purple and red by the setting sun, and then were blown away by the wind and became thinner.

"What do you think?" He Sheng tilted his head to look at him.

"It's good." He lowered his head. "I'm too soft-hearted and not suitable. I don't really want this position that much."

"You're not interested in the throne?" He Sheng found it hard to believe that a prince would have no feelings for the throne. It once belonged to him and was within his reach.

"I'm not interested. I've always wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and travel around, but I can't help myself." A little raccoon cat came out of nowhere and squeezed in between them. Zhao Huaixu lowered his head and gently touched the kitten's back. "I really liked those days in Ningchang Village."

"You still remember?" This time it was He Sheng's turn to be surprised, "I thought you would forget everything once you regained your memory."

"If I forget those days again, then wouldn't I still be losing my memory?" He chuckled and tickled the kitten's chin with his slender fingers, causing the kitten to purr in enjoyment.

"What about you next?"

"Go travel." He answered very decisively.

He Sheng was more decisive, "No!"

"why not?"

"I think you need to help me clean up this mess." He Sheng laid out the current situation for him. In short, although her foundation in the court was stable, she still had a large number of memorials to deal with, which were piled up during the wake.

Zhao Huaixu was stunned, "I thought you wouldn't let me touch these."

"Tsk, these are all irrelevant things. I'll keep you here to work for me. Deal with these backlogged memorials before you leave."

"Where's the reward?"

He Sheng felt in her pocket and took out a bag of candied fruit, which she had secretly put in her pocket to prevent herself from having hypoglycemia. However, she forgot to put it in her dragon robe, so she still went hungry.

She ate one herself and gave him the rest, "Reward."

"Not even a penny?"

"You don't need it. Besides, the tax has just been reduced, so you have to spend money sparingly."

The kitten probably smelled something and meowed, wanting to eat the candied fruit in Zhao Huaixu's hand.

Zhao Huaixu raised his hand and said, "No, this won't do. This is my reward. I'll find some small fish for you later."

He Sheng patted his clothes and said, "Let's go. Work for me tomorrow."

"Oh." Zhao Huaixu also put a candied fruit in his mouth and left the door of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, holding the kitten.

"Kitten, I think I like her a little."

"It's not about family affection, it's about wanting to stay with her forever..."