Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1801

Like all the mistresses of wealthy families, Shi Anxia managed the heavy chores of the mansion, raised her children, served her mother and mother, and was well versed in the ways of the world.

When the dusk passed over the eaves, she often stood alone in the corridor. I remembered the words: The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you.

She counted the hours, waiting for the morning light, and also hoping to wait for Cen Yuan to come back on her own.

In her heart, he has always been omnipotent.

She had many questions to ask him. She wanted to tell him that she actually knew his secret.

In fact, she also has a secret.

But this time, there was still no news from Cen Yuan.

On the ninth day of every month, Shi Anxia would appear in the Moxiang Pavilion of the Hanlin Academy. As a preacher of the national calligraphy style, she still had responsibilities and obligations.

She always arrived a quarter before the hour of dawn. The moment she picked up the jade pen, Princess Haiyan became Mr. Haiyan.

She sketched the beginning of the "He Shu" on the plain paper. The strength of the mountains and rivers of the north wing is hidden between the horizontal and vertical strokes.

The students discovered that when the teacher wrote the word "归", he always paused at the last stroke, and the ink often smudged the rice paper.

Their husband had a gentle look on his face and calm eyes, as if nothing had happened.

Shi Anxia also occasionally attended some grand gatherings invited by great scholars. He was quiet but would occasionally show his brilliance.

At the Confucian banquet, she broke the rules and drank half a cup of green fruit wine. When a certain scholar was sighing about the "heroic spirit of Weibei", a fine line appeared on the white jade cup between her fingers.

Blood flowed down the wall of the cup. Shi Anxia calmly put the cup down and left.

People who were on good terms with her, both men and women, often came to visit the young master's residence. Everyone hesitated to speak, not daring to mention it, not daring to ask.

The Ministry of War came to inform Anxia that the funeral for General Weibei would be held with the highest rites.

The Shangshu held the funeral edict with gold and red outlines, followed by eight ceremonial officers holding the general's crowns and robes, all with solemn expressions.

Shi Anxia disagreed.

She looked calm, but her attitude was strong. "My husband is not dead. I am waiting for him."

The Ministry of War had to put it on hold.

It was widely rumored in the capital that Princess Haiyan suffered from hysteria because of the disappearance of her husband.

The situation in the Golden Palace was changing. Emperor Mingde suddenly announced his abdication on the Double Ninth Festival and personally placed the Nine Dragon Golden Crown on the head of Crown Prince Xiao Zhi.

In front of the steps of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Xiao Zhi's fingertips touched the mottled inscription "Mandated by Heaven" on the bronze tripod, and he was extremely terrified, "Father, I am afraid that the Northern Wing will be destroyed in my hands."

He only recently learned that the Imperial Astronomical Observation had calculated the direction of the Emperor Star's fortune. For the sake of the North Wing, his father had to step down.

But he didn't want to take over the throne at all, thinking that he was not yet capable of ruling the northern wing.

If the country is destroyed in his hands, how can he have the face to face his ancestors?

He wanted to cry. It was at this moment that he suddenly understood why the imperial sister was so eager to transfer Eunuch An away from him.

She didn't want Eunuch An's pattern to affect the country!

They had long planned to let him succeed the throne. It's a pity that Eunuch An is still wondering if the prince consort is the prince of his father who was exiled to the common people!

Xiao Yunde tried his best to persuade his son and promised him that he would not be a hands-off boss and would not throw such a heavy burden to him alone.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, father and son hold the country together.

The son is in the open, the father is in the dark. Emperor Zhaowu finally felt relieved.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he changed the era name to "Zhaowu". The first imperial decree he issued was a general amnesty for the whole country to celebrate.