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Chapter 323 The Little Nun 51
On the way back to Jingci Nunnery, Master Jing'an taught Lingyi the principles of diligence and frugality, love for the people as one's own children, and the goal of universal harmony, making Lingyi feel as if she were sitting in a Buddhist hall listening to sutras.
When the carriage stopped at Jingci Nunnery, Ling Yi got off in a panic, glaring at Xue Zhen for what seemed like the umpteenth time.
To stand by and watch someone die is the mark of a bad person!
Xue Zhen touched his nose, pretending not to notice her sorrow.
How could he dare interrupt his elders' instruction!
He was afraid the nun wouldn't even have time to react!
Standing once again on the grounds of Jingci Nunnery, Master Jing'an looked at the weeds on the ground and the rusty lock in front of the door, remaining silent for a long time.
Last year, she lost an apprentice and left in a sorry state with her children, thinking she would never have the chance to come back.
now……
She gently stroked the old wooden door and asked softly, "Where's the key?"
Ling Yi touched her nose, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
If she were to say that the lock never had a key, and that she hadn't lost it, would the locksmith believe her?
"Fine, I knew you were like this!"
Master Jing'an gave Ling Yi a slight glare, then expertly pulled a key from under a mud brick by the wall.
This was the key she had left for the forgetful Lingyi, and using it again now truly moved her.
As the world changes and time flows by, her children have grown up, but the people and the scenes before her eyes remain the same.
With a click, the lock opened, and the moment Master Jing'an pushed open the door of Jingci Nunnery, the heavy emotions that Ling Yi had been hiding in her heart vanished.
She finally completed her mission and took her mentors home.
Ling Yi stayed for a few more days, and together with Xue Zhen, she repaired the roof and removed the weeds in the courtyard for her master, restoring Jingci Nunnery to its original state before she left.
Meanwhile, she and Xue Zhen's personal guards were not idle either. They built four large brick and tile houses for Han's parents-in-law at the foot of the mountain.
What's even more absurd is that one of the soldiers was so good at building the wall that he caught the eye of an old man who had returned to his home, and the old man promised him his daughter!
By the time they left, both of their wedding drinks were finished!
Where is the logic in this?
Even as he left, Xue Zhen was still indignant: "Why is he allowed to get married so quickly?"
He wanted to too!
Ling Yi glanced at him with a languid expression: "Who do you want to marry?"
Xue Zhen was so angry he couldn't even process it: "With you! Otherwise, let's not tell Master Xu and get married tomorrow!"
Ling Yi: "..."
Let Master Xu go. He's already lost half his hair because of the coronation ceremony, why make things difficult for him?
"Alright, alright." Seeing her indescribable look, Xue Zhen swallowed his anger and withdrew his idea.
Ling Yi glanced at him with a smile: "No wedding, but how about a wedding night?"
Xue Zhen gasped, then instantly cracked his whip, galloping his warhorse a long way off, as if Ling Yi were some kind of man-eating beast.
Useless things!
Ling Yi shook her head and cursed, feeling that she was still far from being able to touch those wonderfully soft muscles.
"Useless things!"
At the same time, Mr. Xu, who had been so busy that his wife hadn't seen him for half a month, cursed out loud with a mouthful of blisters on his lips.
They can make mistakes even over trivial matters like ranking; what are these people good for?
The coronation ceremony was extremely important; it marked the beginning of a dynasty and provided an excellent opportunity for officials to build their seniority.
He originally intended to reserve this good opportunity for the officials who had been working under the general, but unfortunately, his subordinates were all amateurs who had no professional ability in this area. Even he himself was forced into this role!
They wanted to ask experienced officials, but found that those with seniority were either sent to farm with the Southern Army or were executed by Tao Er with the imperial court, so there was nowhere to ask them.
Should we ask a well-informed scion of a prominent family?
Ling Yi had gone to great lengths to oust them from the center of power; if she knew he had deliberately invited trouble, she would have killed him!
Just as he was caught in a dilemma, Ling Yi returned.
In an instant, Master Xu became "sick".
He lay down at home, claiming that his old injury had flared up again, and refused to open the door for anyone who knocked.
Ling Yi cursed the old man, then rolled up her sleeves and started doing it herself, while also calling over the young masters from prominent families.
Letting them take the lead is obviously not an option, but if we just let them do the work without giving them official positions, that would be just fine.
As for not wanting to work?
Let His Majesty see that this is the only chance for a collateral branch to become the main branch. If you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will!
Thus, with the addition of Ling Yi and the sons of noble families, and the efficient style of Xue Zhen's old subordinates, the coronation ceremony was finally held smoothly in the autumn.
First, he would bring out the imperial edict from the previous dynasty to declare his legitimacy. Then, he would offer sacrifices to Heaven and tell the heavens that he would now rule the human world and wish them good weather and abundant harvests. Finally, he would pay homage to his ancestors whom he had never met and tell them that he had made something of himself. This would complete the coronation ceremony.
When the emperor's carriage returned to the main hall, the normal procedure was for him to be paid homage by civil and military officials.
However, before this worship, there was an imperial decree that bestowed upon Ling Yi the title of Prince of Yan.
Conferring the title of king is fine, the officials have already been trained to be obedient enough by Ling Yi's little tricks. But after conferring the title of king, the seat given to him is placed next to the dragon throne. What does that mean?
Your Majesty, please say something!
As the officials bowed to the two dragon thrones in response to the chanting of the master of ceremonies, they silently muttered to themselves.
They had a premonition that they would likely continue to live in the shadow of that terrifying figure.
As for their legitimate, easily fooled emperor?
They probably won't have another chance to fool anyone in their entire lives.
You worked so hard to conquer the world, and then you so easily gave up power, leaving behind only an empty shell as emperor. What were you after?
This question permeated Xue Zhen's entire life and the historical records that document him.
Sometimes, Lingyi would even give Xue Zhennian memorials impeaching her for being arrogant and domineering, written by fearless censors.
While listening to the wolfish ambition of the person above who said, "I am not an assistant but a tyrant," Xue Zhen stuffed the soup he had prepared into Ling Yi's mouth.
Although he didn't become the best cook in the county, he became the best cook in the palace. Isn't that a kind of progress?
Ling Yi sipped the sweet soup Xue Zhen handed her, muttering something under her breath:
If you die young and I die young, I can swear by the Luo River that I will spare your descendants and then kill your whole family.
Then my descendants, with a little effort, will be able to cut your descendants off on the street.
Xue Zhen paused as he served the soup, then said helplessly, "First of all, your descendants are my descendants."
"Secondly, we simply cannot have children."
"Finally, if you talk while eating again, you're not allowed to eat!"
Punished by the cook, Ling Yi instantly quieted down, obediently watching as Xue Zhen served her, who had no hands.
After feeding him a bowl of porridge, the emperor, who had no knowledge of health, threw the bowl down and revealed his true nature by picking him up by the waist and saying, "I've fed you, now it's your turn to feed me."
Ling Yi casually kicked off her dragon-patterned boots and said something like, "Amitabha, please don't do that, I'm not that kind of person."
Upon hearing this, Xue Zhen, who already knew too much about unhealthy things, became even more energetic and, with a twist of his waist, threw her onto the dragon bed.
The bed curtains fell amidst the couple's laughter and playfulness, concealing the spring light in the room and also the outside world's disturbances and suspicions.
Throughout his life, no one who tried to remove Ling Yi from the throne succeeded.
After her death and that of Xue Zhen, the new emperor, whom she had completely trained, posthumously honored her as Emperor Shengdewen, thus recording her life in history.