Jiao Fang took the opportunity to kneel down and said, "Eunuch Liu said that the land is yes, what does this mean? It means that the ministers who have made great contributions to expand territory are not only Taizu. Today, he posthumously conferred the title of Lord Yang, and inspired the ministers to expand territory for the Ming Dynasty. If someone is a king in the future, I do not think that the emperor is surpassing the ancestral system, because the territory of the Ming Dynasty must be constantly expanding at that time. The emperor's grace is vast and spread far away from all directions."

Liu Jin was the prime minister of the inner court. He is now under control of the Ministry of Personnel and the Censorate. Most of the officials in the Taiwan Strait were in charge. As soon as he came forward to agree, these people knew the boss's meaning, so many people who objected immediately changed their words to agree. When Yangling and his group of local people were not in Beijing, Jiao Fang followed the leader. As soon as he came forward, they responded.

Looking at Emperor Zhengde's face, it was getting longer and longer, and it was very ugly. Wang Hua and Li Dongyang exchanged glances, knowing that this was the general trend and could not allow those censors to continue to show their loyalty. So the two took a step together and bowed to each other. In this way, Yang Ling's position as Duke of the Kingdom was decided. After a brief discussion, he decided to posthumously named Yang Ling as Duke of Wei.

Then, the emperor would like to give a posthumous title. The auspicious character commonly used for posthumous titles has a total of 73 characters. According to the rules, under normal circumstances, the prince should give a posthumous title of one character, the posthumous title of the county and the prince, and the ministers should be given two characters. The two characters posthumous titles of the local officials should be divided into civil officials and military officers. The posthumous titles of civil officials all start with text, and military officers start with martial officers.

Yang Ling had great achievements in military achievements. Logically speaking, he should have been a military general, starting with the word "wu", but he was a Jinshi. He was a Jinshi. He was a scholar and also introduced crops to improve agriculture. He opened the sea and lifted the ban and strengthened commerce. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he had his opinions on many political decrees, including the more than 40 radical reform clauses that Liu Jin advised. Yang Ling had put forward his own opinions in it, and finally promulgated it with the emperor's approval. In this way, he should be granted the title of posthumous posthumous.

A group of scholars attached more importance to the name behind people than in their lifetime. They fought for the posthumous titles of civil and military posthumous titles, but they did not see any results for a long time. Emperor Zhengde was upset and slapped the table with a "slap" and made a final decision: "Don't fight, Yang Qing has all the talents in civil and military affairs, and has made achievements in both civil and military affairs. He gave Yang Qing the posthumous title with four words, and he must have the posthumous titles of civil and military posthumous titles!"

The emperor has issued an order, so let's do it.

Before Wenwu, officials began to discuss Wen's posthumous titles first. Since the Song Dynasty, "Wenzheng" among Wen's posthumous titles, Sima Guang and Fan Zhongyan have both been given the posthumous titles of "Wenzheng", and this dynasty. So far, only one Fang Xiaoru has won this honor, called "King Fang Wenzheng".

Fang Wenzheng was hard-won. It was earned at the cost of destroying the ten clans. Who could be more cruel than him? Yang Ling had changed from a hereditary marquis to a hereditary duke. The honor and favor were beyond recognition. Who could be convinced by giving him the highest title?

These censors are very jealous. Scholars in the world are not convinced. You should know that no matter how high the official position is, it is always a temporary one, but this posthumous title has been passed down for thousands of years and has been passed down in history. That is an evaluation of a person's lifelong life.

Sima Guang and Fan Zhongyan were all officials in the Song Dynasty, who still remembers clearly. Who cares? But as long as you mention his posthumous title of "Wen Zheng", no scholar can be respected.

"Born the Grand Tutor of Jin, die of posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous posthumous title of Wen Zheng was automatically ignored by officials. We began to continue discussing the next word.

The special auspicious characters for posthumous titles are 73 characters. The rankings of auspicious characters applicable to civil officials are Zheng Zhong Gongcheng, Duanke Xiangshun, etc., and the generals are Zhong Yong Mu Gang, Delie Gongzhuang and others. The rankings are high, and everyone feels unbalanced. The emperor is unhappy. It is a big posthumous title, which is difficult to deal with.

Liu Jin looked bored at these ministers who were in charge of the country and the country, and the billions of people were petty and unyielding in order to break the name of a name, and kept quoting scriptures and talking nonstop. But this thing was too knowledgeable and he didn't understand it, so he couldn't even talk.

Not only did he not get into the mouth, but Zhengde couldn't understand it. Often, he could start with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and talk about it very well. Then he said why he used this word and could not use this word. Zhengde felt unpredictable. After all, Yang Qing passed away, which was a very grand matter. He was not hasty. So he did not dare to interrupt, so he caused the dispute between the ministers.

The ministers finally made a compromise. After using two not too high or too low, all parties could accept the name of Di Guo Duke, and gave the posthumous title to the Duke of Weiguo. At that time, Lu Jin, an academician of the Hanlin Academy, came forward and bowed with a sweat: "I have already given the posthumous title to the Duke of Weiguo."

"Oh?" Emperor Zhengde, who was exhausted and drowsy, was excited by their annoyance, and immediately sat up straight: "Tell me quickly."

"I, including the three dukes, six ministries, nine ministers and all the knowledgeable Hanlin scholars, after careful discussion, based on Duke Wei's life's great achievements and his character and virtue, among the auspicious characters such as Zhengzhong, respectful, loyal, brave, Mugangde, etc., which are suitable for the posthumous title of the most suitable posthumous title, and finally unanimously decided: Duke Weizhong Yang Ling's posthumous title is...... Wencheng Wude!"

"Cultural achieves martial ethics?......accurate!"

The Yang Family Courtyard in Xixiao in the capital was extremely magnificent: a white pink wall that was raised and thickened by two people tightly surrounded the houses in the mansion. The large gold-plated plaque hanging on the lintel of the gate has been replaced with the 'Duke of Weiguo Mansion'.

The two tall and mighty stone lions next to the door show the special status of the master. In the past, people entering and leaving always held their heads and chests up. In the white and pink walls, there was a happy world, as if the happiness and luck of the entire Gaolaozhuang area were gathered here. Now, it is shrouded in a thick sorrow, and there is a white piece everywhere, as if a heavy snowfall is coming prematurely.

A archway was thorned at the gate with white pine branches and white flowers. The four big red lanterns with "Yang Mansion" in the past have been replaced with plain lamps made of white silk, and even the two stone lions were covered with white cloth strips. On the flagpole in front of the door, there was a long soul-suming banner hanging, which was blown by the wind, floating up slowly and falling gently.

In the middle of the open space in front of the door, a tall stele pavilion was built. A vermilion red gold-selling plaque enshrined in the pavilion, which read "Yang of the Duke of Jinshi Wei of the 18th year of Hongzhi". Four mountains of gold and silver were lit around the pavilion, and thick smoke mixed with fire, sending the ashes of yellow and white tin foil into the air, and then falling everywhere.

The secret detective of the Third Factory was like a wandering soul, wandering around the Yang Mansion, with his head held high and his chest standing in front of the door, and everyone was wearing a crown of the guards, with white silk tied around his waist. Tao Wu, a hundred households of Jinyi, stood in front of the door with a knife, stretched his neck and looked inside, saliva.

As the saying goes, a woman should be pretty, and she is filial. It’s okay if she is pretty, four little girls. Everyone is wearing white clothes, and she is so beautiful, and she looks like pear blossoms and rain. It’s so dazzling when you look at it at first sight.

"Oh! What a pity! It's a sin. This young man, especially the Yu Tangchun, walked towards the mourning hall. It was like a bright moon. The room was bright and the feeling... that feeling..., let me kiss it, and it's all right away. What a pity, except for one of them is the emperor's woman, the other three are wives and concubines of the princes, and even become little widows. I can't touch it."

When Tao Wu thought of this, he sighed in pain. Those who didn't know thought he was sad and regretting Duke Wei Yang Ling.

Jiao Fang presented the elegy couplet, walked out of the Yang Mansion with a gloomy face, stood at the door and looked up at the sky. He sighed a long sigh. Three days later, but there was still no news. In fact, there was no news. There was another four days left. Duke Wei was about to have a grand funeral. This towering tree that had just grown up healthily was broken.

"What will happen to the future political situation?" He sighed softly, walked down the steps and was about to walk towards his own sedan chair when suddenly two people clamped left and right and stopped him. Jiao Fang looked up and saw that it was Dai Yi and Miao Kui.

The two brothers were full of panic and pulled his sleeves and said, "Gei, come on, come on, let's talk."

The two pulled him to the quiet place on his back, and saw Mou Bin and Wu Jie standing there, with several monks and Jinyiwei patroling around and observing the movements around. Jiao Fang was nearly 80 years old, and in terms of his mind or political experience, he was far more calm than these "young people". Although he was full of thoughts, he was more calm than them.

He smiled bitterly and bowed indifferently, "Manpower is hard to turn the world back. Lord Yang has gone. The overall situation is clear at a glance. I am old and I am the most sincere person following Lord Yang. Liu Jin cannot tolerate me. After I help Lord Yang, I will leave and resign and return home. Everyone... I will ask for blessings."

Wu Jie's eyes showed a look of relief. He suddenly grabbed Jiao Fang and whispered a few words with his ears. Jiao Fang stared at the boss, his eyes almost fell off, his face thrust, and his hands tightly grasped Wu Jie's sleeve and said, "You...you...what you said true?"

Wu Jie nodded and said, "It's true that it is believed that a staff from our factory, He Si, sent someone to report it quickly. He was ordered by the second staff to secretly protect Lord Yang. However, Lord Yang's defense is strict, and he has never been able to get too close, but he has been stopping away and never lost the news from Lord. This news... The problem is that this is the only clue, and he is leading people to continue investigating."

"But it's good to have a glimmer of hope, and there is hope, and we have a chance!" Jiao Fang's eyes shone, and his lifeless look disappeared immediately.

Dai Yi said: "But Liu Jin won't wait. He came to me today. He was so sarcastic that he had already regarded himself as my master. It's not a problem for us to resist. If he asks the emperor for an order, seizes the power first and installs his people, then..."

Jiao Fang's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "Then...... I have to find something for him to do so that he can't take care of us. If what Lord Wu said is true and it will only take place in the next few days, wouldn't it be enough to find a way to get Eunuch Liu to work hard?"

Miao Kui rolled up his sleeves and said anxiously: "What should I do? Mr. Jiao Ge said, let's do it right away!"

He and Liu Jin have always had a wrong path. Since they leaned on Yang Ling, and they didn't say hello to each other when they saw each other on the way. Liu Jin took over the power and lost his scruples. Miao Kui must have been sent to the cold palace to sweep the fallen leaves and wash the toilet. How can I not be anxious?

Jiao Fang's eyes flashed and said, "This... the truth is not clear, how can you make a fuss with Liu Jin? Go back, don't do anything, don't say anything, before accurate news, you just make a stone, don't speak or listen, as for Liu Jin..."

He twisted his beard and looked sly: "Don't worry about Eunuch Liu's place. Eunuch Liu is busy every day, very busy..."

Mou Bin couldn't stand his silence, and just wanted to ask another question, but suddenly stopped talking, looking at Jiao Fang's shoulder with a strange look. Jiao Fang and the others noticed his expression, and hurriedly turned around and looked back. When they saw this, the few people were stunned.

Red, the red of fire, a red cloud comes slowly.

The rainbow dress and the robe are shaking the crown, and the jewels are covered with jewels and jewels.

The tassels are hung with tassels, and the red embroidered shoes are the dresses of concubines. The day of marriage is the day when a woman is as noble as an imperial concubine in her life. On that day, an ordinary woman can also have a phoenix crown and robe, which is extremely honorable. The one she wants to solemnly worship is her husband and her heaven.

Now the one who walked towards the gate of Yang Mansion was a tall girl with a phoenix crown and a red wedding robe. She held her slender waist and surrounded by jade. The ashes of the yellow and white tin foil were like butterflies, flying around her.

The fine bead curtain hanging from the phoenix crown made her face seem unreal, but her skin was as white as snow, but she showed a soft and delicate beauty. However, the bride dressed in makeup was holding a small spiritual card in her hand. A gust of wind blew her big red phoenix robe a corner, and a white linen mourning dress was exposed under the big red robe...

Wu Jie shouted in dismay: "Miss Gao..."

The girl in the phoenix crown and robe stopped and looked here slightly. Another gust of wind blew up her bead curtain. The beautiful face of the girl under the curtain, which was indeed her... Gao Wenxin.

Several people couldn't help but hold their breath. They had seen Gao Wenxin, but they had never seen her dress up so carefully and decorate her carefully. So when they first saw that her facial features and eyebrows were still her, they suddenly became so stunning that people dared not look directly at her.
Chapter completed!