Princess Consort Is No Pushover

In the middle of the night, Yuan Zhen put on a black night clothes and sneaked to King Jin's study.

At this time, there was no one in the study room, he looked around, and after finding no one, he quickly walked to the door of the room.

Seeing that the door of the study room was locked, he took out a wire that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve, and inserted the wire into the lock hole.

Just listen to "click" and the lock will be opened!

He quickly hung the lock on the door, gently opened the door, and sneaked into the study.

As soon as he entered the study, he closed the door first, lit a torch, lit the candles in the study, and then walked to the place where Qingsong put the sacrificial rites.

Walking to the brocade box, he quickly opened the brocade box and took out the sacrificial oration inside.

He went to the desk and sat down, glanced roughly at the sacrificial text by candlelight, and then nodded, Mo Yan's literary talent is really good.

In this sacrificial text, Mo Yan used extremely gorgeous words to praise the first emperor. If the king of Jin read it in public, there would be no problem at all.

If he imitated Mo Yan's words, copied an excerpt of this sacrificial text, and added a few words in the middle, it would be a good show!

Thinking of this, he quickly wrote a pen and began to imitate this sacrificial oration.

He Yuanzhen has no other specialties, it is still possible to imitate a few words.

Soon, he imitated Mo Yan's handwriting, copied the sacrificial text again, and added a few words in the middle, then put the sacrificial text into the brocade box, and put the brocade box back to its original position.

With King Jin's literary talents, when he read it out, he would never have noticed that there were a few words in the sacrificial text that shouldn't have been added.

As for the old sacrificial oration, it had already been reduced to ashes on the candle lamp.

After finishing all this, he blew out the candle lamp and left the study quickly.

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Early the next morning, King Jin got up early, dressed, and took Yuan Zhen into the palace.

At Chenshi in the morning, the emperor's relatives, civil and military officials, etc. all came to the Taimiao, preparing to worship the late emperor.

Chu Xuanchen, Yun Ruoyue, the eldest princess, and Su Qishao also came to the Taimiao early.

Everyone was dressed in simple and elegant clothes, waiting for the arrival of the emperor and empress in front of the Taimiao.

At this time, the sky was very gloomy, and there was a strong sense of sadness around the Taimiao.

Black prayer flags are hung outside the Ancestral Temple, and fragrant wax paper candles are placed on the sacrificial table inside, and a lot of melon and fruit snacks are offered.

Everyone looked dignified, and some veterans were even more sad when they thought of the deceased emperor.

Chu Xuanchen wore a simple and elegant white robe, and brought Yun Ruoyue to stand in front of Emperor Qingyun's tablet.

Seeing the memorial tablet, his eyes were deeply red, and his whole body was immersed in deep sorrow.

Seeing him so sad, Yun Ruoyue felt uncomfortable all over.

King Jin also stood beside Yuan Zhen, but King Jin was very pleased when he thought that he was about to read the sacrificial oration.

He finally wanted to be the focus of everyone, to enjoy the attention of everyone, and to be envied by the princes.

Thinking that he will be in the limelight later, he is very looking forward to it.

Everyone looked sad, only Jin Wang was not only not sad, but had a smile at the corner of his mouth, with a complacent look.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhen rushed over and said in a low voice, "My lord, everyone is sad now, how can you laugh?"

When King Jin heard this, he quickly put away his smile and said, "What's the matter, sir?"

Yuan Zhen said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the place of worship must be solemn and solemn, so as not to offend your ancestors. You must pay attention to your words and deeds. If the Emperor sees you smiling, he will be angry. The Emperor attaches great importance to brotherhood, and the Lord is still It's better to be a little sad."