Chapter 1535 Queen Song: Maybe, put on mourning clothes
Chapter 1534 Queen Song: Maybe, put on mourning clothes...
Hanyuan Hall, side hall
Jia Heng and other cabinet ministers sat on the pearwood chairs in the palace, discussing the funeral arrangements for the new emperor's assassination. After the new emperor was buried in the coffin, everyone gathered in the side hall and started eating.
After hearing the bad news of the new emperor's death, several cabinet ministers present had not eaten and were all hungry now.
Outside the palace, the originally pitter-pattering early summer rain gradually became as fast as strings. Raindrops as big as soybeans fell on the blue bricks and black tiles of the palace. The rain trickled down, and the raindrops hanging from the eaves were almost like curtains.
The palace guards outside the palace had filial piety cloth wrapped around their foreheads and arms.
At this moment, the atmosphere in Hanyuan Hall and the Nuan Pavilion in the side hall was slightly dull, and it was clearly depressing to the extreme at this moment.
No one said anything, they just waited for dawn.
Because the new emperor had just passed away, everyone was temporarily staying in the palace to stabilize the overall situation.
Li Zan picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He raised his gray-haired head and looked at the prosperous wind and rain outside the courtyard with his old eyes. The sadness in his heart became more intense at this moment.
In today's Han Dynasty, after two consecutive emperors passed away, the majesty of the royal family was wiped out, and the imperial power declined. One of the disadvantages was that powerful ministers were in charge and power fell to others.
As a lonely and important minister of the late emperor, where should he go?
On the other side, Jinyi Tiqi and the Palace Guards and Imperial Guards were dispatched in all directions, searching for the culprits in the entire Shenjing City. Suddenly, a storm was about to come.
At this time, the eunuch reported that the new emperor had been placed in the coffin, and the cabinet ministers went to Hanyuan Hall to mourn and keep vigil.
Jia Heng had no expression on his face, staring at the ashen faces, and said: "Mr. Li Ge, let's go."
After saying that, he got up, walked out of the threshold, held up a bamboo umbrella, and went down to Hanyuan Palace.
There will still be battles with the civil service group represented by the cabinet in the future. If you want to be crowned a prince, add Jiuxi... or even assist the government, and completely suppress the cabinet, there is still a long way to go.
However, the meritorious service of two consecutive dynasties and the title of prince can be carried out after Zhen Qing's son succeeds to the throne.
When Jia Heng arrived in front of Hanyuan Hall, he could see bright lights and longing figures.
As the spring wind carrying the wind and rain continued to blow into the empty and gloomy palace, the yellow curtains kept shaking, and there were cries all around. At this moment, a sad atmosphere filled the entire palace.
Jia Heng and several cabinet ministers quickly entered the palace and came to the coffin to cry for the new emperor.
Zhen Qing was dressed in white at the moment, kneeling on the apricot futon in front of the coffin, holding a ropa in her hand, and was crying for the new emperor's coffin.
As for Zhen Qing's son Chen Jie, he was too young to bear the impact of such a sad atmosphere, otherwise he would be easily frightened to the point of falling ill and dying prematurely, so he did not let his grandma hold him over.
Tears rolled down Zhen Qing's face as white as snow. At this moment, a graceful beauty in a pretty mourning dress knelt in front of the coffin, wailing bitterly.
The surrounding concubines...well, the new emperor only has the queen, but the surrounding maids and eunuchs are crying.
It was not until the latter half of the night that the sound of wailing in the palace garden completely subsided at this moment.
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The Jade Rabbit sets in the west, the Golden Crow rises in the east, and the chaotic night passes quickly.
The next day, the first year of Jianxing, April——
But in Shenjing, which had been raining all night, the weather cleared up, and white cloth flags were hung outside row upon row of houses, and an extremely sad atmosphere disappeared silently.
Not long after the national mourning ended, a new national mourning came again. In the past two years, the country of Han Dynasty was always in turmoil.
After the rain, the bluestone streets that had become wet could hear the sound of horse hooves clicking from time to time.
Wearing flying fish uniforms and embroidered spring knives on their waists, the Jinyi Palace Guards held reins in their hands and looked stern as they rode horses through the streets of Shenjing City, stirring up the thick rainwater that accumulated on them. The faces of the people in the shops and restaurants all around were...
All of them showed signs of fear.
On this day, all the guards from the Beijing Camp and the Jinyi Mansion went out to search all the houses in the capital. They seemed to have to dig deep into the ground to capture the criminals who assassinated the new emperor.
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Daming Palace, Hanyuan Hall
Jia Heng knelt in front of the coffin with the coffin placed. Listening to the crying sounds from all directions, he was completely infected by this sad atmosphere, and an atmosphere of sadness enveloped his heart.
At this moment, a young eunuch with a pale face and no beard came forward and whispered: "Prince Wei, Mr. Li Ge has something urgent to ask Prince Wei to come over."
Jia Heng nodded, picked up a rhopa, gently wiped a few drops of "crocodile tears" on his face, and then walked quickly towards the side hall of Hanyuan Hall without saying anything else.
In the side hall——
Li Zan was sitting down to talk with Gao Zhongping, Qi Kun and others. There was a steaming tea cup placed on a red jujube-colored lacquered wood table. The atmosphere became a little dull for a while.
Li Zan looked at Jia Heng and said, "Prince Wei, how should we handle the funeral arrangements for the new emperor?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "Everything will proceed as usual."
Li Zan was silent for a moment and asked: "Prince Wei, the prince is still young. When is the date of the succession?"
Jia Heng's stern eyes flashed under his sharp eyebrows, and he said: "The renovation of the Ancestral Temple will be completed in ten days. When the Ancestral Temple is completed, the succession ceremony can be held."
After all, the King of Chu did not catch up with the succession ceremony.
Li Zan nodded and said, "It won't be long."
Jia Heng looked at several cabinet ministers and said: "Several cabinet elders, Jingying and Jinyi Mansion guards are searching for the culprits. I still need to personally take charge and make arrangements. The matters in the palace will be left to these cabinet elders to worry about."
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Li Zan said: "Prince Wei has gone to work."
After Jia Heng left, Gao Zhongping looked at Li Zan, who was twisting a few strands of beard under his chin with his hand, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan", his face looking thoughtful, his eyes deep, and he said: "Mr. Ge, Prince Wei.
he……"
Li Zan was silent for a moment and said: "A few months ago, the Wei and Liang vassals rebelled. It was Jia Ziyu who turned the tide and supported the new emperor. His loyalty to the country can be seen from the sun and the moon."
Gao Zhongping raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, and said: "At that time, Cao Mengde's only wish in his life was to be the general of the Han Dynasty in conquering the West, and he had no intention of replacing the Han Dynasty."
Li Zan was speechless for a moment after hearing this.
Lu Jiang was elegant, with a look of worry on her fair face, and said: "Mr. Ge, the generals and commanders of the Beijing camp, together with the troops who have fought hundreds of battles, have gathered in the capital. How can we not be so daring and inexplicable?"
Li Zan shook his head and said: "Mr. Lu Ge is too worried. Duke Jia Ziyu is loyal to the country and serves me wholeheartedly. He will not have any different intentions."
At this time, Jia Heng can only be restrained through the invisible power of the monarchs, ministers, and the people of the world. When the young master grows up, Jia Heng has entered middle age, his ambition has been slightly reduced, and the world has been settled since then.
Lu Jiang said coldly: "When Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the throne, the Duke of Zhou was afraid of rumors, so Xiangshi died at that time. Who knows the truth in his life?"
Li Zan showed determination on his face and said in a low voice: "We were entrusted by the late emperor to assist the new emperor in governing the world. Now that the new emperor has died, the young ruler is at the throne, and the young ruler is in doubt, even if we are broken into pieces, we will not
We must stabilize our country, the Han Dynasty, and prevent treacherous traitors from causing trouble."
Gao Zhongping's face was slightly shaken and he said in a deep voice: "What Yuan Fu said is true. The late Emperor was so kind and generous to us. It was the time for us to devote ourselves to death and die."
Qi Kun had a stern look on his face and said: "The country has been raising its scholars for hundreds of years, and loyal ministers and righteous men are everywhere in the government and the public. How can we allow rebellious ministers and traitors to take over and usurp the artifact?"
Just as men can easily see through the nihility of love, but cannot see through the nihility of ideas, women, on the contrary, sneer at the ideas that have gone down in history, but cannot see through the emptiness of love.
Several cabinet ministers present were all famous officials in the world. When the country of Chen and Han was in turmoil and the country was in turmoil, they had an endless sense of mission and responsibility in their hearts.
Under Lu Jiang's thick eyebrows, her eyes were deep and she stared at this scene without saying a word.
Lin Ruhai sighed mentally.
Ziyu served the country loyally and served his emperor wholeheartedly. Why did he suffer such suspicion?
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Palace Garden, Funing Palace
It was early summer, and the morning sunlight was quiet and soft, shining through the carved window lattice into the hall.
The Empress of Song Dynasty was wearing a plain dress with a waterfall-like bun of green silk hair. She was sitting on a soft couch covered with a mattress in one side of the palace, teasing her daughter Qianqian.
Concubine Duanrong was also sitting not far away, holding a little guy in her arms. It was Empress Song's son, Chen Luo.
Queen Song said: "Sister, why are you crying now when you talk about the front hall?"
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"Emperor Daxing, it will be some time before he is buried." Concubine Duanrong said softly with no makeup on her face, her eyes as bright as water.
At this moment, I saw a female official entering the palace, her face paused slightly, and she whispered: "Your Majesty, I've already made it clear that the new emperor was assassinated last night. It's a shame."
Empress Song raised her eyebrows, her appearance changed, and asked: "What...what's going on?"
The beauty said in surprise, and on her bright face, which was like a hibiscus jade face, there was a smile at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and the smile at the corners of her mouth was even harder to suppress than AK.
That damned concubine is considered dead. The sky really has eyes and the gods bless him.
It won't be long before her Luo'er will ascend the throne.
The little fox really didn't lie to her.
When Concubine Duanrong heard this, she was startled. There was a hint of surprise on her beautiful face, and she said softly: "What's going on?"
Even though she had no feelings for the new emperor, King Chu, Concubine Duanrong was still a little shocked at this moment.
After all, what a big deal is this?
"I said earlier that it was the remnant of King Zhao and the White Lotus demon who assassinated the new emperor last night." The nanny said in a low voice.
Under Empress Song's beautiful willow eyebrows, her beautiful eyes as moist as water showed concern, and she asked in surprise: "What about the throne? Did you say which prince will succeed you?"
Mammy was stunned for a moment and said: "The palace didn't say anything about this."
From last night to this morning, various major issues are still being discussed by the cabinet, and indeed there is no conclusion yet.
Empress Song's beautiful and bright face couldn't help but feel disappointed at this moment.
Didn't the cabinet say that her family, Luo'er, would succeed?
Concubine Duanrong's bright and graceful jade face couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and she said in a deep voice: "Sister, doesn't the new emperor have an heir? He wants to pass the throne to the East Palace, right?"
"Absolutely impossible! The Crown Prince of the East Palace is too young, and the country has no long-term ruler, which will lead to frequent civil strife. The cabinet will not agree." Under the emerald willow brows of Empress Song, her beautiful eyes flashed coldly.
Next, he said firmly.
After all, Beauty has been the queen for twenty years.
The noble concubine is elegant and elegant. Under her straight nose, her pink lips move, but she hesitates to speak.
Some people want to say that this is not necessarily the case, but seeing the empress of Song Dynasty's jade face as cold as frost, and the anger surging in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, it is difficult to say anything else for a while.
When Empress Song spoke, her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said coldly: "Send someone to ask Jia Ziyu to Funing Palace, and tell him that I have something to ask him."
She had promised her to let Luo Er ascend the throne, but did it still count?
Thinking like this, he cast a pair of cold and shining eyes on his son, Chen Luo, who was holding a rattle at the moment.
Luo'er, mother will definitely send you to that position so that you can rule the world from now on.
Your father will create a great empire for you.
Empress Song's eyebrows were curved, her beautiful eyes as moist as water were crystal clear, and she said: "Go and invite Jia Ziyu over. I have something to ask him."
The grandma answered the order, then turned around and left.
Concubine Duanrong frowned and sewed her eyebrows, and said: "Sister, Ziyu should be busy with the affairs of the previous court at the moment. It won't be too late to invite him over later."
She knew that her sister was forced to go to the palace because of King Wei, while Ziyu stood by and watched, so it was inevitable that she would feel resentful.
After all, it was the mother-in-law who felt sorry for her son-in-law. At this moment, the imperial concubine Duanrong spoke for her son-in-law.
Empress Song's willow eyebrows were as curved as crescent moons, and her eyes were as bright as water. She stared at Concubine Duanrong and said, "Shouldn't we discuss such a big matter with the two of us?"
Concubine Duanrong was silent for a moment and sighed softly.
Empress Song lowered her voice and said: "Now that the country has no long-term monarch, when it comes to the relationship between the generals and the relationship between them, whether it is Luo'er or Ze'er, they can be the most important person in the country. Why doesn't the cabinet choose him as the king?"
Concubine Duanrong's willowy eyebrows were curved, her beautiful eyes seemed to be glowing with sparkling light, as soft as water, and she said in a low voice: "This... the new emperor has a prince. According to the etiquette, it is the son of the new emperor who should ascend the throne."
Under the spring-like willow eyebrows of the Queen of Song Dynasty, her beautiful eyes as moist as water surged with coldness, and she said softly: "Although the new emperor has established the East Palace, the new emperor himself did not hold a succession ceremony, so he died violently and left the infant to the throne.
The enthronement of a young child in the middle is a disaster rather than a blessing for the Han Dynasty."
Concubine Duanrong trimmed her eyebrows, her charming eyes flickered, and her eyes were as bright as water, and she whispered: "Sister, what happened when the new emperor was assassinated? How could such a good person be assassinated?"
Empress Song raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness, and said sternly: "What else can you do? Anyone who commits injustice will be punished, and bad guys will be punished by their own destiny."
Wasn't this just the little fox who asked her to wait and see what would happen, and ended up waiting for her here.
After she came back, she talked to him happily.
Perhaps, it would be enough to put on mourning clothes and serve him once.
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But Jia Heng, who was on his side, quickly walked out of the palace garden. Not far away, he happened to see Chen Xiao who had just entered the palace to pay his respects.
Chen Xiao looked concerned and asked, "What did the cabinet say?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "I will mobilize the Jingying and Jinyi Mansion to hunt down the key criminals who assassinated the new emperor."
Now I am still discussing with several ministers in the cabinet, mainly to pay attention to food appearance, or in other words, to eliminate the suspicion of the assassination of the King of Chu.
Otherwise, he would have directly mobilized soldiers to surround the Daming Palace and take over the government without consulting the cabinet. In the eyes of the world, he would have become the mastermind behind the death of the new emperor, Jia Heng.
Therefore, this matter cannot be rushed, but needs to be done slowly and calmly.
At least the assassination of the new emperor had nothing to do with him.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Follow me to Jinyi Mansion to arrest Qiu Liang."
Chen Xiao nodded and responded, then accompanied Jia Heng and said in a deep voice: "Qu Lang and Liu Jixian have led the Beijing camp guards to the official hall."
Because the new emperor was assassinated last night, Jia Heng decided to take down Qiu Liang decisively after discussing with the cabinet.
Jinyi Mansion, official office, houya
Qiu Liang sat behind a lacquered wooden table, wearing a bullfighting uniform with exquisite embroidery patterns. His face was extremely depressed, and his eyes were cold.
A man in brocade clothes stood tall and walked quickly. There was a hint of panic in his voice, and he said loudly: "Commander, the general who protects the military camp in Beijing has arrived."
Qiu Liang's complexion changed slightly, and he felt his hands and feet were cold.
At this moment, in the official hall of Jinyi Mansion, a thousand people in Jinyi looked at the ferocious officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp who looked like wolves and tigers outside, and said: "What are you going to do? This is where the emperor's own army is, how can we allow you to be so arrogant?"
Qu Lang was dressed in the robes of a fourth-grade military officer, with a wild goose feather sword across his waist. He looked heroic and said in a deep voice: "I am following the order of King Wei to capture Qiu Liang!"
At this moment, when the thousands of people in brocade clothes saw that the person coming was Qu Lang, their expressions suddenly changed, and they were surprised and asked: "Conductor Qu, it's you."
"Zhao Qianhu, I am not in command of Jinyi's own army now." Qu Lang said in a deep voice with a face as solid as iron, waved his hand, and shouted sharply: "Come here, use their weapons!"
Zhao Qianhu's expression changed drastically, and he argued forcefully: "What authority does King Wei have to intervene in Jinyi affairs?"
Anger surged on Liu Jixian's rough face, and he said in a cold voice: "Prince Wei is the governor of Jinyi. As an important minister issued by the emperor's edict, he has the right to mobilize Jinyi! Come and capture them!"
Behind them, a group of sergeants from the Beijing camp drew out their Yanling knives from their waists and surrounded a group of generals in brocade uniforms.
Qu Lang's resolute and calm face could see the surging anger, and he said in a deep voice: "The emperor was assassinated. On the day of the assassination, Qiu Liang asked for an audience. The suspicion was high. I was ordered to arrest Qiu Liang. Who is here?"
, searching for Qiu Liang and his accomplices."
At this moment, many of the officials in the Jinyi Mansion were Qiu Liang's former subordinates. Seeing this scene, their faces were filled with worry.
It was true that things were changing, but within just a few months, Qu and Liu returned to Jinyi Mansion.
Qu Lang's sword-shaped eyebrows flew into his temples, a coldness surged in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Come here, search!"
The sergeants dispersed like wolves and tigers, and a group of sergeants headed towards the study. After a while, they held Qiu Liang down and came out of the study.
Qu Lang sneered, his eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Commander Qiu, long time no see."
When he was the commander of Jinyi, he was kicked out by this person.