Emperor Ai of Tang was really pitiful. He died at a young age and did not have a temple name. Wenling was buried hastily, which completely did not meet the emperor's standards.

Now that the finances are a little more abundant, it is natural to re-examine the emperors of the former Tang Dynasty.

"Let's move to Yanshi in Luoyang, and the Heling of Zhaozong is also there."

Li Jia thought about it and had to do more things that were superficial and beneficial to him. He continued: "If you want to have a temple name, just use the word 'Ai', which is called Ai Zong."

"The etiquette will be more solemn at that time, and I have also heard that the tombs of emperors of the previous Tang Dynasty were basically stolen. The court will send people to repair, maintain, and garrison troops. Those who violate the law will be strictly required."

"Of course, the tombs of Liang, Han, Zhou and other people must also be properly arranged and protected. The tombs of emperors must not be humiliated lightly."

Li Jia emphasized one last sentence.

Since the late Tang Dynasty, the power of the monarch has been greatly blasphemed. Before the Tang Dynasty could perish, the imperial tomb was openly stolen.

Such tomb robbery is a real humiliation for the imperial power. The emperor's supreme status is destroyed bit by bit.

Today I will sit and watch someone else’s tomb be dug, and you will be dug in the future.

As for the ancestral temples, Li Jia has arranged for people to build them in Chang'an, and the emperors of the former Tang Dynasty can basically enjoy the sacrifices again.

As for my lineage, I was in Luoyang, so I didn’t delay it. I was imitating the Eastern Han Dynasty and would never be confused.

History is really a good thing, and the examples of it are even more good, and it can be used to make many major things.

After discussing with a group of big men for more than an hour, Li Jia was really tired and waved her hands to indicate that she was over.

The prime ministers were still unsatisfied. The emperor was not here for a few months, but they were not used to it. Now that they are back, their words cannot stop coming out.

The prime minister's power is now severely divided, and when he meets a strong emperor, the government affairs hall naturally develops dependence. When the emperor is not here, the memorials will be submitted remotely. Now that the emperor returns, they are truly more comfortable.

Li Jia and the old men left each other and returned to their palace harem.

I have been favoring the two of them for more than so many months, even if I like them, I am tired of eating them.

Nowadays, the palace maids and concubines in the palace have a graceful bun, graceful and fragrant pink, full of fragrance of rouge everywhere, and the atmosphere instantly turns from serious politics to daughters' nests.

As the head of the family and the head of the country, the emperor's return caused a huge upsurge in the entire palace. Everyone was happy, and the hardships of several months really cost him life.

So, on the way, the palace maids, with low necklines, revealing a full semicircle, with faces like lotus, eyebrows like willows, swaying waists and hips, and their eyes seemed to emit green light, ready to pounce on them at any time.

Li Jia was startled and then realized that she had not been here for many months. I am afraid that the attitudes of these concubines were the same as those of this. My health might have to be overworked.

"Your Highness, the saint is back!" Baopin covered his chest that was jumping violently and ran to Lizheng Hall panting, and said happily to the queen who was lightly makeup.

"Oh!" Zhou Ying'er responded, and then saw Baoer's stunned look, she couldn't help but laugh: "I naturally know this. Your Majesty has written to me a letter, and I have been mentally prepared for a long time."

"Your Majesty is still very concerned about you!" Baopin couldn't help but envy him. In the entire harem, the only one who can get the emperor's letters was probably the only one who could receive the emperor's letters.

After all, only the two of them are real couples.

"Our harem is really lively now when the emperor comes back. Let everyone prepare. The prince and the princess are here, let our Majesty meet. After all, it's been four or five months."

Zhou Ying smiled, and casually inserted a phoenix hairpin on her hair. She looked at it with smugness and said, "Our emperor, we are having fun outside and are happy, and we never remember dozens of people in the palace!"

Baopin didn't dare to interrupt, but instead served her to dress up.

At this time, Princess Xu, who was nearly eight years old, ran in happily, and threw her two braids into joy: "Mother, Mother, my father is coming back, my father is coming back."

"I understand!" Zhou Ying'er pulled her and said softly: "Crazy, there is no rule. Your father will scold you again when he sees you. Could it be that the book is in vain?"

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After spitting out his pink little tongue, Li Yannu said with a bitter face: "Sir, I am so awesome. I don't want to study. I want to play. Mother, go and talk to my father. I don't want to study anymore."

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Zhou Ying'er put her waist on her waist and said angrily: "You little girl, you really don't know. This is the female gentleman specially invited by your father. You don't know how to teach you. You will feel better later."

After a while, the seventh son of the emperor, Li Fuqing, who had just turned five, ran back happily with his chubby belly. Seeing that his sister was also there, he clapped his hands and smiled, "My mother, sister, father is coming back."

"I knew it a long time ago!" Li Yannu pouted, looked at his brother's chubby belly, and couldn't help but touch it, saying, "Lao Qi, why did you eat so much, your stomach is swelling."

"No, no!" Li Fuqing shook his head quickly, touched his stomach, and said with aggrieved look on his face: "It's all mothers, they always cook meat soup. It's so fragrant, I can't help it."

"Puchi--" Zhou Ying'er laughed. She held her son and said with a smile: "Is this my fault? I remember that I will cook less meat soup in the future. Brother Qi is indeed a little fat."

Afterwards, after some teasing, several people dressed up and left the Lizheng Hall. Today, they held a banquet, and the royal family took their seats to celebrate the emperor's return from the parade.

Li Jia sat in a chair with two rows beside her, full of concubines and children. Since it was a separate meal system, she didn't feel crowded. The huge palace was very spacious.

Prince Xuan Li Jun, Prince Wei Li Bin, and Prince Zhongshan Li Fufeng (adopted son Hei Niu), as the prince of the royal family, ranks in front. The other concubines and their children sit down one by one, forming a long line.

It is obvious at a glance when you see this.

His children have exceeded twenty.

Among them, the queen gave birth to the eldest daughter and seven sons, Li Yannu and Li Fuqing respectively.

Concubine Li Hou Li Niang gave birth to her eldest son Li Fuxin (xin), and the eighth son Wu Geer.

Jiang Xiaoyu gave birth to the second son of the emperor, Li Fusui, the three daughters of the emperor.

Xizhu gave birth to the third son of the emperor, Li Fufeng.

Wu Jin'er gave birth to the fourth son of the emperor, Li Fuhao.

The rest is too much incalculable.

Li Jia was really confused when she saw her. She hadn't seen each other for several months, and her appearance changed a lot, and she really didn't recognize her anymore.

The nine sons and twelve daughters have zero death rate, so they are obviously well protected.

You know, Li Jia is only twenty-nine years old at this time, and before she reaches her thirty years old, she already has so many children. She is so lucky!
Chapter completed!