Emperor Stop Bothering Me《皇上别闹》Huang Shang Bie Nao
Emperor Stop Bothering Me, Chapter 1: Xun Zang Burial
It was snowing heavily on the third day of the tenth month
"You are scared. You better be afraid, if you can't cure him. I'll bury you all with him!” A young voice, which is still a little tender, echoed in the Emperor palace, and then turned into a low cry of sorrow," Emperor Brother, [sobbing]...”
The man on the Dragon bed, with his eyes closed, and a little blue and white bruises on his beautiful and distinct face, could not conceal the majesty of the Emperor. This man is the ruler of the dynasty, Jingyuan Di Yu Jin Tang.
Jingyuan Di ascended the throne at the age of 25 and became emperor for seven years. In May, the Huns invaded the border, and the Emperor fought in person, retreating more than three hundred Li from the enemy, celebrating the whole world. However, at this time, suddenly came the news that the Emperor was seriously injured, and the army had to return to Beijing early.
The Emperor palace, outside the Emperor’s Purple Palace, the long jade steps are gray under the fog. The snow fell on the steps, but no one has the mind to clean them. Bodyguards in iron armor stood in awe on both sides of the stairs, adding to the heavy atmosphere.
Today's great Yu Dynasty, just at its peak, suddenly suffered such a catastrophe. Not only did the Emperor succumbed to an injury, but also the General, who was currently standing outside the hall to escort emperor back to the palace could not help stop the eyes filling with tears. The Emperor is childless and has already established the Emperorship. But now the Emperor is still young. If the Emperor can't survive this injury, The Great Yu dynasty may be in a precarious situation again.
Thinking about this, the General can't help spitting at the man tied to the dragon column in front of the palace, just thinking about it made him so angry, but he can't get rid of his anger in any way, and he went to hit him with his fist.
"If you want to kill a man kill a man, but you can't humiliate me like this. I Zhang Xiao Ren is doing this for the country. You impertinence scum, why do you beat me?” The man tied to the dragon column is wearing a civil official's imperial uniform. Just look at the decorations on him, you will know that the rank of this stupid fool is not low rank. At the age of 40, he is stiff and unyielding.
"For your country, you colluded with the Huns to assassinate The Emperor!” The General, with his red eyes, punched Zhang Xiao Ren in the face and cocked his upright and serious face.
"Bah," Zhang Xiao Ren spat out a mouthful of blood spit, “the Emperor is determined to marry a male Empress. It's against the rules of heaven. I'm doing everything for the country, for...” Well, he didn't finish a word, but he was hit on his stomach by the General.
"[Clang]!” The sound of iron armor touching the ground neatly woke up the General immersed in indignation and he looked up.
On both sides of the stairs, the Iron Guards holding swords knelt one by one to salute the oncomer. At the end of the jade palace steps, a man dressed in bright yellow embroidered phoenix pattern wide sleeved robe walked slowly on the steps.
It was a young and elegant man with clear eyes and eyebrows and a slender bamboo like body. The dark gray sky reflected the pale, handsome face, whose beauty was still hard to hide.
"See your Highness the Empress!” The General immediately knelt down to salute, while Zhang Xiao Ren on one side, with his mouths curled, gave off a cold huff from his nostrils.
It is Song Xiao, the first male Empress since The Great Yu's founding.
At the age of 14 he entered the palace scholar school, he took part in the examination at the age of 17. Because of his outstanding talent and his unusual youthful look, he became the number one scholar appointed by the first emperor. In his early twenties, he became an assistant minister. He had a promising future. Even the rigid Zhang Xiao Rens praised his young talents. However, two years ago, an edict turned the assistant minister into an Empress...
Empress didn't pay attention to the irrationality of Zhang Xiao Ren and didn't reply to the General as usual. He still kept his pace and stepped into The Emperor’s Purple Palace.
The palace was full of medicine smells. Thirteen Royal Physians knelt on the ground with their foreheads on the ground and said nothing. The Emperor, dressed in apricot yellow clothes, laid in the Dragon bed, his face buried in the quilt, unable to see the expression.
A bony hand slowly lifted from the bright yellow brocade quilt and placed on the top of little brother's head: "do you remember?” There was no weakness in the deep, sweet voice.
“Ummh...” The Emperor younger brother nodded and looked up at his Emperor Brother. It seemed that he noticed someone behind him. Turning his head slowly, he saw the Empress standing beside a group of Royal Physians, neither speaking nor coming forward.
Song Xiao, who listened to the doctor's whispering reply, felt that the two brothers were looking at him, and he looked back.
Jingyuan Di's face was looking much better than that of Song Xiao. It's blue and white patched. It's even healthy-looking. that face looks more energetic than that of Song Xiao.
"... The Emperor's old injury had not healed properly. It's cold in the northern part of the country. The arrow hurts his heart again. This Chen and other people are incompetent...” Said the First Royal Physician, shaking and kowtowing.
Song Xiao slightly raised his hand to prevent the royal doctor from going on talking.
“Wait a minute, Zhen... Cough... Wants to have a word with Empress.” The Emperor couldn't finish saying a word, and he began to cough, which affected the wound on his chest, and immediately his forehead mattered out with a fine cold sweat.
“Emperor Brother!” The Emperor younger brother was eager to help, but was waved away, so he had to take people out step by step and turn around three times.
The Emperor leaned on the thick welcome pillow and watched Song Xiao step by step walk towards him. The scene began to blur. He saw the man in the number one scholar's uniform and smiled happily. He saw the man in the bright red phoenix robe who looked frightened, but pretended to be calm... Closing his eyes, the spring light of The Luming banquet and the red candle in the room all dissipated. Instead, he was still a man with a handsome face with beautiful and pleasant appearance. His eyes looked at him calmly.
‘Does it hurt?” Song Xiao slowly raised his hand, touched the white cloth stained with blood, and his fingertips trembled.
A warm and powerful hand reached over and held Song Xiao's tightly. There was a long silence. Suddenly, he said: "Zhen has written the imperial edict. You have to die for Zhen!”
Song Xiao raised his head and looked at the Emperor quietly. The Emperor's deep dark eyes were a little crimson, with the usual stubbornness and madness.
When he was 22 years old, Yu Jin Tang saw the small number one scholar with crooked smiling eyes at the Luming banquet, and decided to marry him. He won the throne for this specific purpose, because such a thing would be impossible if he didn't have the throne. His family opposed him and forced the young minister to die, saying that the emperor should not be willful in terms of internal and external troubles that were plaguing The Great Yu Kingdom, so the emperor swept the whole corners and drove out the Huns. Now, his life is not long for this world. How can he give up? Is this the love he just gave up?
"If you want Chen to die, Chen will not live and be accused of infidelity.” Song Xiao’s eyes drooped. It's no surprise that emperor said he would be buried with him. This person has always been like this. No matter what he does, he never asks his opinion and makes decisions for him directly.
[1]... So if you are a fan on Chinese drama set in ancient theme you will have heard that when adressing the Emperor all the subject will use Chen instead of Wo... its like a special way of saying I infront of the emperor... and the emperor in return would be using Zhen instead of Wo to mean I. Its like how japanese royalty and nobles. Instead of saying Im here they would be saying, We are here ,even if its just one person.
The Emperor frowned slightly and held Song Xiao's hand tightly. The pain suddenly spread from his chest. His healthy-looking face became blue and white again, and his strength was lost with the pain. He stared at Song Xiao and said in a hoarse voice: "You are Zhen's, only Zhen's!”
As a result of too much force, the slender fingers clenched their knuckles white, and squeezed Song Xiao's wrists into a circle of blue and purple. Then, they slowly relaxed and fell onto the bright yellow brocade quilt.
Song Xiao held the hand in a dazed way, and felt a suffocating numbness spread from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. After three breaths, Song Xiao calmed himself down. Slowly raise his hand, removed the big pillow behind emperor, made him lie more comfortably, and carefully smoothed the Emperor's messy sideburns.
"Yu Jin Tang, are you just going to die like this?” Song Xiao stickled out a finger and poked the face that has completely lost its color." I just became Empress, and this year's salary hasn't been given to me... You said that Empress's salary is higher than the assistant minister, so I agreed to marry you."
After talking for a while at the bedside, he was sure that the man lying there would never respond to him again. Song Xiao got up and picked up the sword hanging on the wall. This sword is called The Moye. It was accidentally acquired by Jingyuan Di outside the Great Wall. It's said to be the ancient divine sword. When it’s hung in the Emperor palace. It can dispel ghosts and evil spirits.
"Hum -" the sword went out of its sheath and made a sound of dragon bells singing. The sharp blade reflected light, which made Song Xiao squint and he swung the sword across his neck.
“Empress, Sister in law, no!” The Emperor younger brother kicked the door with a bang, rushed up with a dive, and grabbed Song Xiao's sword with his backhand.
“Emperor!” Then the General, who rushed in, fell on his knees and cried loudly.
Eunuch Cao, the eunuch in charge of the Purple Palace, held a brocade box. The Emperor’s younger brother held The Moye in one hand, pushes the brocade box to Song Xiao in the other hand, and says with red eyes: “Empress, sister in law, this is an imperial edict. Please read it out.”
Song Xiao wanted to get The Moye back, but the Emperor’s brother is extraordinary. He is not something he can deal with, as a weak scholar. He takes a look at the strict guard outside the hall, and then the Emperor young brother, who is the new emperor. He can't disobey it, so he has to reach out and pick up the imperial edict in the brocade box.
"Zhen has been on the throne since when he was twenty-five years. He has worked hard all day and all night. There is no end to his diligence. During the seven years of his reign, he calmed the imperial court before, when it was in a disorder and steadied his country before it fell in danger. He drove the invading Huns to the north when they threatened to sweep the whole country coming from all directions. Zhen felt that he was worthy of heaven and earth and the ancestors...” Song Xiao stood in front of the palace, reciting Jingyuan Di's edicts word by word and sentence by sentence, which is Yu Jin Tang's heartfelt words.
The whole ministers and armies knelt under the steps, listened to Empress's clear and powerful voice, and cried.
"... Meager happiness, childless, the heir turns to the Emperor Jin Lin. He is only 15 years old, still young. Empress Song Xiao will be titled Prince Duan Hui, Crown Prince Regent to assist the new emperor...” The man had already arranged everything for him, saying that he would be buried. He was afraid he regretted seeing him for a moment.
Song Xiao slowly closed the imperial edict, raised his hands over his head, knelt and kowtowed, and presented to the new emperor.
“Empress, sister in law, you see, Emperor brother didn't say you should be buried with him!” The new emperor took over the imperial edict, helped Song Xiao up, and looked at him expectantly, and there were tears on the round doll's face.
Song Xiao nodded: "Chen knows.” In a twinkling of an eye, look at the Zhang Xiao Rens still tied to the tall dragon column.
"Hum, going against the sky, violate the yin-yang of human relations, and say what is worthy of ancestors about that!” Zhang Xiao Ren knew that he was going to die, so he just let it go.
"Zhang Xiao Ren, what do you think is loyalty? What is righteousness?” Song Xiao asked him in a low voice, seizing the Moye sword. “Disregarding of national security, you colluded with foreign enemies and assassinated the Emperor. This is what you call loyalty? To kill an Emperor of the Dynasty and leave the people of the world is disarray aside is what you call righteousness?”
The pupil of Zhang Xiao Ren’s eyes shrank, but it was still stuck in the neck.
"Now the world is rising and the people live and work in peace and contentment. What Yu Jin Tang wanted is a house with this assistant minister. He has done so much for the world, so why won't allow the world him to have a happy day!” The more Song Xiao spoke, the more excited he was, the more he stabbed Zhang Xiao Ren in the chest. Yu Jin Tang was a good and decisive emperor. He decided to kill and expand the territory. It's not too bad to say that he was the first Great Yu great emperor. He deserves this honor!
Blood splashed. The new emperor could not help but close his eyes and when he opened them again, he saw that Song Xiao had pulled out the sword and swung it at the neck.
“Empress, sister in law!” The new emperor couldn't stop it in time. The blood has dyed the bright yellow phoenix robe.
Song Xiao looked at the leaden gray sky and resolved his eyes. The Emperor, the first of the Great Yu, should be buried by his Male Empress, the first one of Great Yu. Otherwise, Yu Jin Lin would be beaten by his father if he went down to the Yellow Spring and saw the first emperor.
On the third day of the tenth month, in the seventh year of Jingyuan, the Emperor died, and Song Xiao of the Song family was buried with him.
The author has something to say: Gong is the first step
Little brother: It’s me
Yu Tang: Go away! From the past to the present, Zhen has been Gong! Proper!
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