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Chapter 271 - The Queen's Death

The queen guessed right.

After drinking and eating, she soon began to feel dizzy, her whole body was weak, and her hands and feet were weak.

In the final scene, the emperor raised his lips and opened and closed, as if calling for some imperial edict.

His expression was serious and determined, without any hint of sadness.

After speaking, he confessed some other things, still serious and even severe.

This is probably asking the palace people to keep it secret.

The queen closed her eyes with a smile: "Life is nothing more than that."

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Xie Chenyu watched the queen fall down with his own eyes, he stood up and gave Zhao Hai instructions.

"Decree was sent to the Shang Palace Bureau, the queen suddenly died of a serious illness, and the Shang Palace Bureau was asked to prepare for the Queen's funeral, and to have a proper burial"

"Decree Supervisor, draw up the title of the queen, be more dignified, she is a daughter of the royal family, she is full of arrogance, too low to be worthy of her"

"Decree in the inner palace that no one is allowed to talk about the queen's illness, and if one is found, one will be killed with a stick"

"Decree to the guard camp, let the guard Wei commit suicide"

After arranging these, Xie Chenyu looked at the queen's back again, and then decided to leave.

Step by step, he walked faster and faster, with the hem of his clothes flying, his footsteps were broad and vigorous, and he looked like he was on the battlefield, but he didn't look like he had just lost his wife.

Zhao Hai was crying, muttering and repeating the imperial decree just now, for fear of missing some words accidentally.

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The news of the Queen's death came out in less than half a day, and in the afternoon, the Shang Palace Bureau had already started to scrape white everywhere.

However, news came at this time that the Nine Kings and Consorts had activated, and Lin'er was born in the middle of the night yesterday, a fat boy who weighed six pounds and six taels, and the mansion was giving out wedding candies, so I came to the palace to announce the good news.

It's messed up.

When Xie Chenyu got the news, he decreed almost without thinking: "The Nine Princes' Mansion is in a special situation, and it is not suitable to enter the palace. From today onwards, feet are forbidden to pray for the late queen, and you are not allowed to go out without summons."

It is said to be grounded, but in fact it is to protect them and prevent them from entering the palace.

Zhao Hai felt that the emperor treated the Ninth Prince really well.

On the fourth day of February, the mourning hall was built, and the concubines in the palace began to kneel and cry, and Lin Ximeng was the leader.

Crying but not being able to cry, and not being able to cry, Lin Ximeng had no choice but to hide a few slices of onions in her sleeves, and rub them twice when her tears were about to dry.

The queen's funeral will be held for 49 days.

The imperial concubine kneels for no less than 30 days, and stays for no less than ninety-nine and eighty-one days. People outside the palace cannot marry and entertain for ten months.

This coincides with the twelve months of the emperor.

There is only one meaning in saying so much: the queen's funeral is very grand, it will take many days, and there will be suffering later.

Lin Ximeng swears that she is really not disrespectful to the queen, but these etiquettes are all false.

If you really respect the queen so much, why not respect her when she is alive?

Anyway, she's going to start studying the kneeling one.That's right, it's the one made by Little Swallow in Huanzhugege in the previous life, and it's called knee pads for short in modern times.

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The next day, a thin layer of knee pads came up, which was much more comfortable. I didn't dare to make them too thick for fear of being seen by others.

The next day, there were a few more slices of onion, because the crying was not real enough.

On the third day, the knee pads were too thin, and the ground was too cold, so the cold still penetrated into the bones.

On the fourth day, she caught a cold, which was accumulatively cold.

She began to wear thickened knee pads, the last clothes, and the sugary ginger slices in the sleeves to keep out the cold.

I thought it was all done in secret and no one would find out.

Until one day, Lu Shiwei found a free time and gave her a pair of black bear skin knee pads.

"This is……"

It was rare for them to catch their breath, and the two of them stood upright on the palace road, not afraid of what anyone would say.

"The best black bear skin is as thick as a finger. I plan to ride a horse for a walk outside the Great Wall in winter. Unfortunately, I haven't been free for the past few years. It's very warm. Let me give it to you?"

"Who sent it, my brother?"

Lu Chen was obviously taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly, smiled without saying a word.

Lin Ximeng smiled, knowing what he meant, so she didn't ask further: "Then thank you very much, I will wash it well and return it to you after I use it up."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment again, as if he suddenly heard that the gift he sent was returned, and he was issued a good person card, and the loneliness in his eyes couldn't stop.

"That empress means what she says, and I will check it carefully when you return it."

"I will never spoil such a precious thing, and I will definitely take care of it."

"thanks"

Lin Ximeng thanked politely and left, because it was broad daylight and no one said anything.

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With things, she felt much more comfortable, and she never had a cold, fever or freezing in the following days.

When the queen's coffin is sent out of the palace at the end of March, everything will return to the original point.

Except for the overwhelming whiteness in the palace and the empty Jiaofang Palace, there is nothing left of the former empress.

No, there is still a whole room of court ladies and eunuchs left.

The green float was brought from outside the palace, and it was supposed to be returned to the Wang family, but there was no one in the Wang family, and she had nowhere to go, so Lin Ximeng sent her to guard the Jiaofang Palace, tidying up and cleaning, maybe in a while. Someone lives in it.

Only two of the remaining little maids were left, and they were all sent back to the Shang Palace Bureau for redistribution.

It's a pity that a good living person disappeared so suddenly.

Lin Ximeng looked at the account book in the harem in her hand, and couldn't express the bitterness in her heart.

I only knew that the butler was tired before, but I didn't expect the butler to be so tired.

There were so many things going on, and she couldn't help but ask Liu Guiren to help.

After all, it is a family of farming and studying. Liu Guiren has learned a good abacus and handwriting, and he is fast and good at keeping accounts.

Lin Ximeng almost cried while holding her, what is this?This is a godsend assistant.

She quickly promoted Liu Guiren's position, let her be Jieyu, and gave her some rights to assist the Six Palaces, and she has indeed become much cleaner since then.

Fuxi's five years have been extremely uneventful.

There were no banquets, no drinking and fun in the palace, and even private weddings and funerals were stopped. My mother originally thought that the girls of the two families were going to propose marriage to Lin Zhengxiao, but they were put on hold.

There are fewer people coming and going on the street. It has been a long time since I have seen those juggling performers on weekdays, and the theater is also empty.

Life in the palace is fine, with the constraints of the royal family, it is impossible to go too far.

There are many folk tricks, some drink secretly for entertainment, and some go shopping in brothels in private.

In a word, everyone is counting the days to live these ten months.

Finally, the filial piety period is over, and all taboos are lifted, it seems that it has been Fuxi's six years.

The New Year is not very lively, but there is everything that should be there.

When Lin Ximeng stood in front of the Buddha and prayed for herself, she clasped her hands together.

I hope that the Lin family will get better and better in the coming year, that my younger brother will marry a good wife, and that the emperor will be better and better, and that the Dasheng Dynasty will be more and more prosperous.

And one more expectation...

Lin Ximeng looked in the direction of the imperial study room, but she didn't seem to be thinking about the emperor. Only she knew what she was thinking about.

(End of this chapter)