Everything that happened quietly in Ruisi Palace was not noticed by anyone.
The Seventh Prince has moved into the Funing Palace these days, and seems to have taken the position of the new emperor. Apart from the rumors of illegitimate children and the need to clear out some of the remnants of the Fifth Prince's party, there is nothing that bothers him today.
For him, the emperor in the Ruisi Palace could almost be called the late emperor, but he was just waiting for him to die in a few days.
However, the Seventh Prince was still a little annoyed in the past two days, because the map of the location of the true tomb of the ancestor emperor had not been found, and he had already searched almost all possible places.
In Funing Hall, he personally checked every beam, and there were no traces.
The seventh prince couldn't figure out where else he could hide.
This incident kept him awake at night.
Taiyuan Hospital, which had never been put back, finally got the truth and the palace could start taking out the clothes.
In other words, it is estimated that it will be two days after tomorrow.
As soon as the dejection of the twenty-seventh day was over, it was time for the enthronement ceremony. By then, he would not be able to produce the imperial edict with the jade seal that passed down the country, let alone worship his ancestor, so the title of the throne would not be justified.
The Seventh Prince is worried because he is really about to grow old and die. In the end, he will have to deal with him again.
He felt that Lao Wu must know something, and there must be something fishy about the news about Song Wenqiao's family that the shadow guard named Xiao said.
The Song family is a mess, and there are no disciples in important positions. However, there are still many disciples and former officials in the court, which is really difficult to handle.
The Wen family is powerful and there are people all over the capital. It is really difficult to investigate directly without a legitimate reason.
There is only one Qiao family left...
Marquis Zhongyong was granted a title by the ancestor emperor, and he was one of the first families to be ennobled. He received an iron coupon with an alchemy book and a hereditary imperial decree.
If nothing is found, I'm afraid it will be bad.
The Seventh Prince felt that he had a terrible headache. He would ask a few people to come over tomorrow to discuss it. If it didn't work out, he would first find out Jiahe. He would always be able to find out something from her mouth.
He has not succeeded to the throne yet, and these messy things are almost annoying the seventh prince to death. He wishes he could sit on the throne immediately, no matter how many things he has.
After hesitating whether to pry open the floor of Funing Hall and search again, or to secretly grab Jiahe first, he felt sleepy and finally fell asleep slowly.
But as soon as he felt sleepy, there was a panic sound outside, which made him sit up immediately in shock.
"What happened? So noisy?!"
A high-pitched voice from the palace came in, "It's not good, Your Highness! Your Majesty... Your Majesty has passed away!"
Hearing this, the Seventh Prince was startled, and he stumbled up quickly. While he was talking, several servants in the palace had already rolled in, and behind them was the Seventh Prince's concubine.
"What's going on?! Why did you come to report the orphan now?!" The seventh prince looked gloomy, with anger in his voice, "Has the news been spread?"
He was slightly relieved when he heard that it had not been spread to the outside world. If those ministers and clan members had already come over, but his son who was sitting here had not come over, it would be really embarrassing.
"What are you doing with all these people here?! If you haven't set it up quickly, do you want people to know that the late emperor collapsed in Ruisi Palace?!"
As he said that, he glared at the Seventh Prince's concubine fiercely, "What's the use of you? You'll just sit there! Why don't you hurry up and get everyone ready?"
The seventh princess immediately agreed and ran out.
Suddenly the whole palace was in a commotion.
The wind and snow outside were still howling, showing no signs of stopping. The seventh prince finally changed into mourning clothes and turned back to his bedroom. When he saw his father lying on the bed with a blue face, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach.
This was the bed he was lying on just now.
I might as well go live in Zichen Palace tomorrow, it's really annoying.
With this thought in his mind, the Seventh Prince's face showed full of sadness, and he knelt down to the bed while crying, "Father! Father! Why did you go like this?!
Now that you are gone, what will happen to us people?! What will happen to the people of the world? Daqi cannot live without you, Father!"
His voice was full of sadness, and he used a lot of strength, as if he wanted to spit out the sadness in his heart.
Behind him, a group of people were kneeling and crying together. In addition to his two sons, there were several empresses in the harem.
The one who took the lead was naturally the Queen of the Middle Palace. She had never had any sense of existence. At this time, she was crying and seemed stingy.
Next to her was the seventh princess, who was crying hard. This was also the result of several days of hard training.
Behind them are the other concubines. Concubine Hui, it should be said that she is Huimei, is still in confinement. After all, she is the concubine of the late emperor. The seventh prince has not been able to release her since she has not sat on the throne.
Concubine Xian did appear, but she was already thinned into a ball and her spirits were particularly poor. She seemed to be the saddest person present.
After howling for nearly a quarter of an hour, there were still only these people. The Seventh Prince could not help but swallow his saliva, moisten his throat, and then motioned to the palace attendants next to him with his eyes.
The eunuch kneeling beside him quietly moved closer and said, "The palace officials who were sent out to report the funeral have been gone for a while, but no one has come yet. It's probably because of the heavy snow and wind tonight that they were delayed on the road."
The seventh prince glared at him in annoyance, "If I had known about this situation, why didn't I tell you earlier? Smoke is almost coming out of my throat."
After saying a few words, I didn't dare to delay, for fear that if someone came, I would have to continue howling.
Howling like this was really tiring, and the Seventh Prince urged again and again, "If it doesn't work, just send someone to get a sedan to pick him up! It doesn't matter to the others. The people from the cabinet and the clan must be there. It's important to settle the big things first."
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The old eunuch was an old man in the palace. He hesitated when he heard this, "This... I'm afraid it's against the rules!"
Where has the emperor passed away and the ministers came here in sedan chairs?
The Seventh Prince frowned, "What are the rules at this critical moment? These are the rules! Go quickly!"
The old eunuch didn't dare to delay, he just cursed in his heart, it was the first time since the Great Qi that his death was so hasty and shabby.
After the old eunuch left, the seventh prince began to howl with his concubines again, but this time the old eunuch came back not long after, but he stumbled in, "Your Highness, Your Highness is not well!"
Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince burst into tears immediately, "Father! If you leave, our entire Daqi will be in ruins!"
The old eunuch did not dare to delay, and crawled over on his hands and knees, "It's not good, Your Highness, the Sutra Pavilion of Da... Xiangguo Temple has collapsed!"