Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

"My father's situation is not optimistic!" Liu Wenzhong's eldest son said with a sad face.

"Don't say anything, take me to see him!"

Liu Wenzhong's eldest son hurriedly led Zhao Wen inside.

After ten or so breaths, Zhao Wen came outside Liu Wenzhong's bedroom.

The outside of the bedroom was full of people kneeling, and they were all descendants of Liu Wenzhong.

Zhao Wen walked past these people and walked into the room.

"Your Majesty is down?"

As soon as Zhao Wen walked in, Liu Wenzhong's old voice sounded.

"I'll come and see you!"

Zhao Wen adjusted his tone to make it look less sad.

"How is it?" Zhao Wen came to the bed and looked at Liu Wenzhong lying on the bed with age spots all over his face.

Liu Wenzhong's eyes brightened a lot, he propped up the bed with both hands, trying to sit up.

Seeing this, Zhao Wen hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Liu Wenzhong up.

"Your Majesty, the ministers failed to welcome His Majesty, and please make amends!" Liu Wenzhong said in a weak voice.

"You and I have been doing it for so many years, what atonement is not atonement!" Zhao Wen sat by the bed and comforted him.

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Chapter 934 The army is dispatched

"You and I have been saying these things for so many years, what are you doing? What atonement is not atonement!" Zhao Wen comforted.

Liu Wenzhong's complexion was very bad, as if he was exhausted.

Zhao Wen deeply understood that the current Liu Wenzhong is all supported by a breath.

If the qi dissipates, the person will be gone.

"Your Majesty, from your Majesty's rise to the present, your Majesty has made great achievements.

There are some things that the minister dare not even think about.If there is no His Majesty, who knows what the world is like now?

When I met His Majesty for the first time, I only thought about whether His Majesty could help the world, but never expected His Majesty to achieve such a feat. "

"Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu are not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of His Majesty.

Your Majesty's contribution far surpasses all previous dynasties, Your Majesty..."

Liu Wenzhong said a lot, as if he had been holding back for decades.

Liu Wenzhong knew that if he didn't say it, he would never be able to say it again.

Zhao Wen stood quietly by the bed, listening to Liu Wenzhong's narration.

"Your Majesty's achievements far exceed those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns...

Your Majesty, a person's lifespan is sometimes exhausted, and I have nothing to be reconciled to. The only thing I am not reconciled to is that I can no longer serve Your Majesty.

This is the greatest dissatisfaction in the minister's heart. "Liu Wenzhong looked at Zhao Wen with unwillingness on his face.

Zhao Wen stood beside Liu Wenzhong's bed, holding Liu Wenzhong's right hand, "Aiqing, rest well, and after she recovers, she will do things for me!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I can't do anything. The young talents in the court are like crucian carp crossing the river. With these people around, I can feel at ease!" Liu Wenzhong said in a low tone. "I know the number of my life. I can follow His Majesty in this life. It's worth it. It's worth it in this life!"

......

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Wen walked out of Liu Wenzhong's room.

"Call Liu Qing over!" Zhao Wen said to Zhao Mingyu who was following behind him.

Zhao Mingyu walked down with Zhao Wen's order.

Liu Qing is the eldest son of Liu Wenzhong.

A moment later, Liu Qing stood in front of Zhao Wen.

"Your father's death is approaching, spend more time with him in the future!" Zhao Wen said to Liu Qing.

"Follow Your Majesty's orders!"

"Your father's posthumous title, I've already thought about it, let's call it 'Wen Zheng'!"

"'Wenzheng'? Thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty!!!"

Liu Qing knelt down directly, and said that he was about to kowtow to Zhao Wen.

The best posthumous title for a civil official is Wenzheng. The officials who have received this posthumous title from ancient times to the present are almost all figures who have been famous in the annals of history.

This posthumous title is also the lifelong pursuit of civil servants.

Zhao Wen set this posthumous title as an affirmation of Liu Wenzhong.

"Get up and tell your father. That's the posthumous title, I'll go back first!" Zhao Wen said, and left here.

Monarchs and ministers are different, it is impossible for Zhao Wen to be here with Liu Wenzhong all the time.

After Zhao Wen left, Liu Qing came to Liu Wenzhong's bedroom.

"His Majesty is gone?"

Seeing Liu Qing walking in, Liu Wenzhong asked weakly.

"Your Majesty is gone. Dad, Your Majesty has decided on your posthumous title!" Liu Qing knelt beside Liu Wenzhong's bed, "Your Majesty has set your posthumous title as 'Wenzheng'!"

"What? Wenzheng? Really?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wenzhong sat up straight away, and his complexion improved a lot in an instant.

The posthumous title of Wenzheng is a very precious and rare posthumous title for civil servants.

Li Dongyang in the Zhengde period knew that his posthumous name was Wenzheng when he was dying, so he knelt down directly to kowtow to Yang Yiqing who conveyed the news.

This is the most popular posthumous title since the Song Dynasty, and it is the posthumous title coveted by countless civil servants.

"Father, Your Majesty Shengming gave you such a good posthumous title!" Liu Qing knelt by the bed and said.

"Your Majesty is a rare holy monarch in the world, a rare wise monarch..." Liu Wenzhong kept thinking about Zhao Wen's benefits.

......

That night, Liu Wenzhong, who had been exhausted all his life, left this world full of unwillingness.

After hearing the news, Zhao Wen stopped for three days and asked Zhao Mingyu to help Liu Wenzhong's coffin to express his utmost respect.

Liu Wenzhong's funeral was very grand, while Zhao Wen's was completely in accordance with the standards of a state funeral.

Liu Wenzhong is the official in charge of the Council, and a country cannot live without a king, and the Council is the same.

On the seventh day after Liu Wenzhong's burial, Zhao Wen held a court meeting to select the officials in charge of the Council.

Sitting on the throne of the Golden Luan Hall, Zhao Wen looked at the civil and military officials standing below, and suddenly let out a long sigh for no reason.

Most of the officials standing below are very old, and there are even some old and gray-haired officials.

These officials have been following Zhao Wen for a long time, and after so many years, they are getting older day by day.

Zhao Wen is not Zhu Yuanzhang, he is not so murderous, as long as he does not commit crimes, Zhao Wen will basically not touch them.

Therefore, many officials have lived until now.

During the entire court meeting, Zhao Wen basically didn't say anything.

It is entirely hosted by Zhao Mingyu. Now Zhao Mingyu is a handsome young man. With Zhao Wen's training for so many years, he can already take charge of himself.

After the Great Court Meeting ended, Zhao Mingyu handed over the formulated meeting regulations to Zhao Wen. After Zhao Wen read them, he implemented them according to the contents of the regulations.

Liu Wenzhong is gone, but life is still going on day by day.

Zhao Mingyu was getting bigger and bigger, and it would be unreasonable not to marry a wife.

Zhao Mingyu had reached the age of marriage a long time ago. At that time, Zhao Wen had been delaying Zhao Mingyu's marriage in order to prevent civil and military conflicts from happening.

As Zhao Mingyu got older, there was no way to delay this matter any longer.

"Let Mingyu come to see me!" Zhao Wen looked at Chen Donglai who was standing beside him.

Chen Donglai was also very old. If it wasn't for Chen Donglai's unwillingness to leave Zhao Wen, Zhao Wen would have made Chen Donglai quit.

Not long after, Zhao Mingyu came to the imperial study.

"father!"

Zhao Mingyu stood in front of Zhao Wen and saluted Zhao Wen.

"You are seventeen this year, and you are placed in the home of ordinary people. You are already married." Zhao Wen looked at his son and said.

"Before, I kept pressing you against getting married early. Do you know why?"

"Father must have his own considerations. I will listen to my father for these things!" Zhao Mingyu replied respectfully.

"That being said, I don't know how many times your mother has caused trouble because of this matter.

If you don't consider your marriage anymore, your mother will probably destroy the palace! " Zhao Wen said.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

"Everything is according to father's arrangement!" Zhao Mingyu said.

"Well, it means you didn't say anything! That's enough, you go down!" Zhao Wen waved his hand at Zhao Mingyu, signaling Zhao Mingyu to leave first.

After Zhao Mingyu left, Zhao Wen stood up and walked towards the harem.

Zhao Mingyu's marriage is a big event. If Zhao Wen had the final say on this matter, Li Xiaoying would probably blow the entire harem to the ground!

After Zhao Wen came to the harem, he went directly to Li Xiaoying's Kunning Palace.

The Kunning Palace in the Imperial Palace in Beijing is much larger and more luxurious than the one in Xuanzhen.

It stands to reason that living in such a palace should make people feel good.

However, Li Xiaoying was not in a good mood at all.

Some time ago, Li Xiaoying's godfather Liu Wenzhong passed away, which made Li Xiaoying feel uncomfortable for a long time.

After finally recovering, Li Xiaoying looked at her growing son and couldn't help worrying.

Just as Zhao Wen walked into Kunning Palace, he was seen by Li Xiaoying who was sitting inside.

"Why do you have time to come to me today? You don't care about your son's marriage? You are so old, don't you care?

Whose father is as old as you, who doesn't even care about his son's marriage.

If it is placed in the homes of ordinary people, at such an age, maybe even grandchildren will be hugged! "

As soon as Zhao Wen came in, Li Xiaoying gave Zhao Wen a blow.

Zhao Wen looked embarrassed, "I came today just for this matter!"

Sitting beside Li Xiaoying, Zhao Wen said, "I'm here today for this purpose. Look, my son's marriage..."

Next, Zhao Wen and Li Xiaoying discussed Zhao Mingyu's marriage.

At the end of the discussion, the two called Zhao Mingyu over again and asked for his opinion.

After almost three or four days of busy work, Zhao Mingyu's marriage was finally finalized.

The selection of the crown princess is imitated from the Ming Dynasty, choosing from the homes of ordinary people.

Doing so can prevent relatives from becoming bigger, and can also prevent civil and military struggles.

After the specific regulations were finalized, Zhao Wen handed over the matter to the Ministry of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites received Zhao Wen's order and quickly arranged it.

A huge concubine selection ceremony was held across the country. After three months of selection, a virtuous, virtuous and well-mannered princess was finally selected.

Zhao Wen and Li Xiaoying agreed with the chosen princess.

There is nothing simple about the royal family. Zhao Mingyu's wedding was completely planned in accordance with Zhou etiquette.

Years ago, only the engagement was done.