"Zhang Mingfeng committed the serious crime of dereliction of duty and deceiving the emperor. He punished nine of his clans, ransacked their homes and destroyed their families..."
Following the eunuch's order, all the soldiers of the Forbidden Army, like wolves and tigers, broke into the Zhang Mansion.
For a time, there were screams in the mansion, accompanied by the sound of a woman crying.
He was pinned to the ground by the guards and watched as several of his children and grandchildren were put on white silk ribbons around their necks and strangled to death on the spot by the guards...
"No……"
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On the bed, Zhang Mingfeng was breathing heavily, with large beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Grandpa, are you having nightmares again?"
Standing next to the bed is Zhang Mingfeng's grandson, who is only seven years old now.
Zhang Mingfeng swallowed, then slowly sat up from the bed, his expression full of panic.
Although he still had lingering fears, Zhang Mingfeng would not show it in front of his child. He only listened to him calmly ask: "Yooner, why are you here?"
"Grandpa, it's time to have breakfast...Daddy asked his grandson to come over and call you!"
Listening to the child's innocent voice, Zhang Mingfeng squeezed out a smile and said, "Yooner is so sensible!"
After saying that, Zhang Mingfeng didn't waste any time and asked the slaves to help her get dressed.
The recent affairs concerning the prince have made Zhang Mingfeng extremely worried.
He is the director of Tai Hospital. Even if he wants to get rid of this matter, his subordinates will try to get rid of him. If the sky falls, he will be the one to hold it up.
Zhang Mingfeng and all the imperial doctors believed that the prince would never survive and could only be treated as a living doctor.
I thought that the prince would die within a day or two, but unexpectedly, from August 15th to now, the prince has not breathed his last breath.
It was also under this situation that Zhang Mingfeng had nightmares almost every day. He dreamed that after the death of the prince, his family was confiscated and his family was exterminated.
In the past month or so, due to the investigation into the murder of the prince, the editor-in-chief has imprisoned many people, including many high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
All this has brought great pressure to Zhang Mingfeng.
After putting on his official uniform, Zhang Mingfeng took his grandson out of the bedroom and came to the front yard but did not see his son.
Just as he was about to ask the servant serving at the side, his son walked in quickly from outside, his expression full of anxiety.
"Dad, someone came from the East Palace and said that His Highness the Crown Prince is critically ill!"
Hearing this, Zhang Mingfeng's heart suddenly tightened. This was the news he was most afraid of hearing.
"Quick...quickly prepare the sedan!"
The prince is critically ill, and if he is not handled well, he will lose his head.
Everyone in the Zhang family knew how important this matter was, and everyone got busy quickly, letting Zhang Mingfeng go out as quickly as possible.
There was food prepared for Zhang Mingfeng in the sedan chair, but now he had no appetite at all and just kept urging the servants to speed up.
When Zhang Mingfeng rushed outside the East Palace and got off the sedan, he heard crying and howling coming from inside, which made his heart sink.
Not being able to waste any more time, Zhang Mingfeng ran all the way into the East Palace and saw that there were already servants inside holding white silk ribbons and distributing them to the guards on duty outside.
There were cries inside and white silk ribbons were being distributed outside, which already meant that the prince was dead.
Otherwise, these actions are a crime of great disrespect and a serious crime of destroying the nine tribes.
After rushing all the way to the outside of the prince's palace, Zhang Mingfeng was already out of breath from exhaustion, but saw an imperial doctor coming out to greet him.
"How is your highness? How is your highness?"
Under Zhang Mingfeng's urgent questioning, the imperial physician who came out hurriedly replied: "Replying to your lord, at three o'clock in the morning, His Highness suddenly coughed up blood. He and several other colleagues tried their best to treat him, but they were unable to stop the coughing and bleeding. Halfway through three o'clock in the morning... His Highness passed away.
Got it!"
It's half past three o'clock, only a few minutes from now, and someone died on the road... Zhang Mingfeng thought in her heart.
With quick steps, Zhang Mingfeng entered the dormitory, where a large number of people had already knelt down.
The prince was dead. Zhang Mingfeng entered the palace and could only kneel on the ground with the others.
They, the imperial doctors, were all feeling very heavy at the moment.
As heavy as they were, there was Zhao Weilong beside the prince's bed, who was kneeling with his head bowed.
Zhao Weilong was the eldest son of the crown prince, and his mother was one of the king's attendants. However, her health had never been good and she died five years ago.
Now the person in charge of the East Palace is Li Suxin. During the period after the death of the Crown Princess, Li Suxin suppressed Zhao Weilong in every possible way. In other words, he has restrained himself in the past six months.
Now that his father has passed away, there is no one in the world to protect him, which makes Zhao Weilong deeply worried.
Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly received a slap on the face, and then heard a cold and stern voice: "Bastard, your father died, but you don't show any sadness at all, are you still a human being?"
The one who spoke was naturally Li Suxin. She seized the opportunity as much as possible to suppress Zhao Weilong who threatened her son's status.
At this moment, Zhao Weilong had no time to be angry and sad. He had to resolve Li Suxin's questioning immediately, otherwise he would be charged with unfilial piety.
And once he was convicted of this crime, Zhao Weilong would be completely separated from his heir.
So Zhao Weilong made no excuses and started crying loudly, even louder than Zhao Weiheng beside him.
Just when Li Suxin was still pressing forward, the officials of the Prince's Mansion entered the palace, and they learned the bad news just after they woke up.
Under the leadership of Huang Zhicheng, the Prince's Mansion Officer, a total of more than 20 officials poured in. At this moment, they all let out sad cries.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
The sadness of these subordinate officials is also somewhat sincere.
The prince is the crown prince, and as long as he succeeds to the throne in the future, ministers like them who are hiding in the palace will be able to rise to prominence.
Now that the prince is dead, their investment over the years has been wasted, which is sad enough.
In fact, everyone present was mentally prepared for Zhao Yanjun's death.
So while I was grieving, the funeral arrangements were also going on in an orderly manner.
As for the East Palace, they also sent people to the palace early to convey information.
In Qian'an Palace, Zhao Yongcheng was sitting on the dragon chair, his face as cold as ice at this moment.
In front of him, the kneeling eunuch was trembling with fear, fearing that the emperor would kill him if he didn't like it.
"Everyone get out!"
Following the emperor's deep voice, all the eunuchs and maids serving in the hall cautiously withdrew.
The emperor stayed alone in the main hall. At this moment, he was bearing the pain of losing his son, and he was also bearing the pain of the country's country being in turmoil.
The death of the prince is a big deal, but who can succeed him is even more important to Zhao Yongcheng.
He had more than a dozen sons, the older ones were all sent away from home, and those who stayed in the capital were all too young.
Now that the country is unstable, if these twelve or thirteen-year-old children are appointed as princes, can they shoulder this important task?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yongcheng felt so anxious that he coughed violently.
Zhao Yongcheng quickly covered his mouth and tried his best to suppress his cough. He couldn't let the outside world think that there was something wrong with his body.
Zhao Yongcheng sat in this position of emperor with great trepidation!
At this moment, the voice of the chief eunuch Chen Changhe came from outside.
"Your Majesty, some elders are here!"
Now that his cough had been suppressed, Zhao Yongcheng opened his palms and saw blood on his palms.
Although it's not much, it's shocking.
So he quickly wiped it dry on the mat, and then said: "Let them in!"
