The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 205 The Only Choice
The most ruthless emperor's family, but can also be affectionate?

Liu Xiyuan looked at the thin simple coffin, thinking about the emperor's slump in front of the palace, and the matter of the servant secretly transporting Wen Zhemao's coffin into the imperial city.

"Go prepare a better coffin, find a mortician to pack up the remains of the eldest prince, and quietly transport it into the imperial city at night."

Liu Xiyuan restrained his thoughts, and ordered his servant to act according to what the servant said.

The boy was a little surprised: "According to the rules, princes who have been expelled from the royal family cannot enter the imperial mausoleum again."

"The emperor just wants to see his son one last time."

Liu Xiyuan cleaned his hands with a silk handkerchief, and said nonchalantly, "As for where people are buried, the emperor naturally has his own plans. No one says, no one knows whether he will be buried in the imperial tomb or not. Where is it? Left and right are nothing to do with us, just follow the instructions above."

The boy made some sense when he heard it, so he didn't say anything more, measured the size of the coffin, and went to the coffin shop to find someone.

There was no coffin in the coffin shop, only a coffin, so the young man brought back the mortician.

When the simple coffin was opened, the stench of rotting corpses mixed with a strong stench rushed out, making people sick.

Even the undertaker, who was used to seeing all kinds of dead people, couldn't help but took several steps back.

It's almost midsummer now, and the weather isn't exactly hot, but it's getting hotter.

The corpse, which had been stuffed in the coffin for more than half a month, had already shown severe swelling, and the corpse might even be blown up if it was not careful.

Just looking inside the coffin, Liu Xiyuan was extremely thankful that he had first hired a mortician to tidy up Wen Zhemao's remains, instead of directly dragging the corpse into the imperial city.

Generally speaking, a corpse that rots to this extent will show a state of edema, and if the corpse gas produced by the rotten internal organs in the corpse cannot be discharged, it will accumulate in the body, which will further aggravate the edema. Exploding the corpses, forming a scene of carrion flying all over the place.

But Wen Zhemao was shriveled, like a dried corpse.

On the skin riddled with holes, there were dark green shriveled corpses of insects, densely packed, horrifying and disgusting.

When they read the report sent back by Yan Qing that Wen Zhemao planted a large number of Gu worms in his body in order to control the poisonous people, most people still didn't believe it.

One is that few people have seen Gu worms, so naturally not many people believe in them; the other is that no one would believe it, and some people would be willing to plant worms in their bodies.

But the situation in the coffin now proved that what Yan Qing said was true.

The servant had already rushed out to pour acid water, and the mortician was not sure about this situation, so he could only look at Liu Xiyuan who was standing inside the house with his pale face but still covering his nose.

"Sir, this..."

The mortician asked hesitantly, not knowing how to clean up.

"Pick up the insect corpses and put them in a box."

Liu Xiyuan covered his mouth and nose and spoke in a low voice, although his internal organs were clamoring, his mind was still clear.

These insect corpses still had to be sent to the palace, in order to prove what Yan Qing said was true.

"As for the corpse..."

Liu Xiyuan looked at Wen Zhemao's flesh and blood, and it was impossible to fully recover, "Try to clean up and restore."

After receiving the order, the mortician immediately began to repair Wen Zhemao's body and replace the shroud.

Liu Xiyuan took one last look and exited the room.

The emperor may be thinking about the relationship between father and son, but if Wen Zhemao is really buried in the imperial tomb, I really don't know how much the emperor will lose the hearts of the people if this matter is exposed.

All the riots in Wu'an can be said to be caused by Wen Zhemao alone.

Countless people were displaced, and the bones of countless people were not left. The person who was the chief culprit was able to be buried neatly because he was the emperor's son.

What an irony.

Therefore, the more capable and powerful a person is, once they do evil, it will be the greatest harm in this world.

It was night, Liu Xiyuan loaded Wen Zhemao's coffin into the carriage from the back door of the post house, and handed it to the servant from the palace.

The servant opened the coffin in the Buddhist hall of the palace, and the fragrance of Buddha lingered in the room, and the Sanskrit sounds suddenly approached and far away.

The emperor sat on the futon and threw the paper money into the brazier one by one.

"When the overrun is over, let's burn it."

After burning the paper money, the emperor looked at the unmarked tablet on the mourning hall, and said to An Ning, "Bury it under the magnolia tree outside Yushu Hall, and let him find that girl and his concubine."

Under the magnolia tree outside Yushu Hall, after Xi Liu was executed, Wen Zhemao chose the burial place for her.Also, the burial ground of his mother.

"Maybe, I was wrong at the beginning."

The emperor stood up muttering, and looked at Wen Zhemao lying on the lotus platform through layers of white banners that were yellowed by the candlelight, "If I hadn't turned a blind eye to Concubine Shu's death, and never forced him to grow into an emperor, maybe... It will not evolve into the situation where nothing is left now."

"The impermanence of the world is not your fault."

An Ning persuaded.

The emperor took one last look at the lotus platform, held back the last trace of nostalgia, and turned to leave.

He was originally a sinner who caused chaos in the world, and he should have exposed his corpse outside the city to give an explanation to the people of the world.

At the beginning, the father was right, but he was not cruel enough.

So even if you have been an emperor for so many years, you will still be swayed by your emotions and do things that are harmful but not beneficial.

After leaving the Buddhist hall, the emperor looked at the small piece of night sky surrounded by the palace wall, exhaled heavily, and asked, "Is the second child missing?"

An Ning bowed her head, and said in a low voice cautiously: "There is no whereabouts of His Royal Highness King Xian."

It has been nearly half a year since the edict summoning the virtuous king back to Beijing was sent to northern Xinjiang in mid-December last year.

Except for the news that the virtuous king returned to Beijing in January this year, and the news that the virtuous king was lost in the snow and disappeared in March, there is no news about the virtuous king.

There was no news for more than two months, so many people believed Wen Zhexian's death.

Even An Ning thought so, but he absolutely must not say this in front of the emperor, he didn't even dare to tell the emperor again and again that Wen Zhexian still had no news.

Although judging from the investigation of the shadow guard, Wen Zhexian's disappearance was indeed an accident.

But there are so many man-made accidents in this world, who can say for sure?
If it is artificial, Wen Zhehan, who has benefited the most, is naturally the most suspicious.

It's just that Wen Zhehan is the only prince left now. Even if everyone guesses that he did it, but there is no definite evidence, or even if there is definite evidence, no one will dare to say anything more.

Although the current emperor is middle-aged, he is already showing signs of aging, and his body has been damaged by the snow stone powder. His body becomes weak day by day, and no one knows how long the emperor can last.

A country cannot live without a ruler for a day.

When there is only one prince left, and there are not many princes in state affairs, when faced with the only choice, even if he has committed the disgraceful act of slaughtering his brothers, no one will catch him. Don't let things go.

What's more, the royal throne is already stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)