The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 272 She's Not Dead
Emperor Nanxing walked down the steps and took this private letter with his own hands. There was still a strong smell of medicine on the letter. I thought that after she finished writing the letter, she told the people around her to repeatedly smoke the letter to prevent diseases. spread.

There was only a thin piece of paper in the letter, and he told himself not to anger others after his death. At the end, Emperor Nanxing staggered slightly and was furious:
"She wanted to burn it up after she died, and even her ashes would be buried in the Xin'an Dam."

"She can't think about it!"

"I am the Son of Heaven, her father, and I will not allow it."

"No!"

Habayashi Wei said in a hoarse voice: "The eldest princess said that the epidemic in Xin'an County is spreading very strongly this time. She is seriously infected. Hangzhou is far away from Luojing, and the weather is hot. If Fuling returns to Beijing, there is no guarantee The best way to spread the epidemic is to burn it up just like the people who died of the epidemic.”

Emperor Nanxing's eyes darkened, and his feet staggered: "Zhen, she shouldn't have been allowed to go to Xin'an County in the first place, and she should have been really detained in the palace!"

Gu Xiang sighed, this Hangzhou city really needs to go to the eldest princess, no one else can act resolutely, quickly control the entire Hangzhou city, take over flood fighting, disaster relief and epidemic prevention and many other matters.

However, if it is a moment later, the entire Xin'an County will be affected by the disaster, and it will also affect three or four nearby counties. The court will not only face more than two hundred thousand victims, but millions of victims. What to do with food?
It is because the eldest princess controls Hangzhou County, gathers people's hearts, and intimidates the upper and lower, so the aristocratic families and business gentry in Hangzhou County will do their best to help the court relieve the disaster.

As a disaster relief envoy, Huang Jingzhou is not constrained by the many aristocratic families in Hangzhou, so it is already considered good. It is absolutely impossible to expect her to be as cohesive as the eldest princess and control the overall situation of Hangzhou.

At that time, there may be millions more anti-people in Hangzhou.

Perhaps more people would have died from the plague.

Gu Xiang stood up: "The eldest princess has contributed to the country, and it is a great righteousness to help the people with her own body."

Doctor Liu said: "The eldest princess has a heart of worry, diligence, vigilance, and righteousness. She learns the righteousness of the sages and sages, accumulates them into morality, promotes them into political affairs, meritorious deeds, and serves the country and the people. She is loyal and brave. The world can learn from it, and the sun and the moon can be traced.”

The courtiers stood up one after another to rectify the name of the eldest princess.

Marquis Chengan looked at this scene. He should have been happy. Although the embankment was destroyed, although he failed to "turn down the head", the eldest princess "died of illness" in Xin'an County was a surprise to him. With the princess' obstruction, no one can block the way of the third prince.

However, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

The ruling and opposition parties were shocked by this sudden bad news.

Zhang Dequan had tears in his eyes. When the eldest princess was young, His Majesty always liked to take her by his side, but His Majesty was often busy with political affairs, so he was the one who accompanied the eldest princess, and he watched the eldest princess grow up.

"Your Majesty, you have to take care of the dragon's body," Zhang Dequan said with tears in his voice, "The eldest princess is auspicious from heaven, and auspicious people have their own blessings. She will surely turn danger into safety."

Emperor Nanxing lifted his spirits: "Yes, yes, my little Ah Yan will definitely be fine..."

After the court disbanded, the courtiers were all discussing this matter. Some people lamented that the eldest princess was too beautiful, and some praised the eldest princess for her righteousness, but more people were weighing the pros and cons, considering the impact of the eldest princess' "death" on the court. The heavy blow to the Qi party and the benefits to the Lin party, many people are keenly aware of the shadow of the change of imperial power. Under the hood, they can't help but think of the third prince who was named King An.

Qi Rulie returned to the mansion with a heavy complexion, and Qi Yanhuai strode forward to meet him: "Grandfather, there are rumors outside that Ah Yan, she is critically ill?"

Hearing such rumors at first, he felt ridiculous.

I don't believe it at all.

Qi Rulie's eyes were wet: "Zoubao has entered Beijing early in the morning, and this kind of news cannot be hidden."

Qi Yanhuai was stunned.

He thought of when Ah Yan was more than two years old, for some reason, he suddenly had vomiting and diarrhea, fever and rash, and the fever persisted all night, and even the imperial doctors were helpless.

He stood in front of the glutinous rice dumpling, held her hand and said to her, "Little Ah Yan, get well soon, brother will give you half of your life, okay?"

Later, the history of the Hongyuan of the imperial hospital found clues in the food of the young Ah Yan. The south paid tribute to a fruit called mango, which was the cause of Xiao Ah Yan’s illness. The imperial physician immediately prepared pancreas water to induce vomiting. Yan gradually got better.

He gave Ah Yan half of his life.

Will Ah Yan get better?
Qi Yanhuai's eyes were red, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes, he clenched the handle of the knife at his waist, and strode out the door.

"Where are you going?" Qi Rulie couldn't help being surprised.

"Go and kill that bastard Cheng Anhou, and let her be buried with Ah Yan." Qi Yanhuai choked up his voice, and rushed out the door without looking back.

"Come back," Qi Rulie strode to catch up, "Get out of here."

Qi Yanhuai turned a deaf ear to it.

Qi Rulie rushed over, grabbed his shoulder, and threw him to the ground with an overhand fall.

Qi Yanhuai struggled to get up: "Grandfather, what are you stopping? That's the little Ah Yan, the little Ah Yan who the Taiwei Mansion swore to protect after Bidi died," he yelled like crazy, "Yes I exchanged my life with the King of Hades, the Taiwei’s mansion shed blood and sacrificed, and I desperately guarded Ah Yan in a peaceful and prosperous age. It was Ah Yan who had no worries about food and clothing, and was happy for a lifetime. It’s gone, it’s gone..."

Qi Rulie yelled with red eyes: "But did Ah Yan go to Xin'an County because of Marquis Cheng'an?"

Qi Yanhuai couldn't help but startled.

Qi Rulie grabbed the lapel of his chest and pulled him up from the ground: "Did she risk her life in Xin'an County for the sake of Marquis Chengan?"

"Let go of me." Qi Yanhuai also yelled.

"Who are you showing this dead look," he said loudly, Qi Rulie's voice was louder than his, and he smashed him to the ground, "She's not dead yet!"

Qi Yanhuai collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.

Qi Rulie said coldly, "She chose this path herself."

"You forced her to choose," Qi Yanhuai roared, "She was only five years old, and you pushed her forward to become His Majesty's pawn in balancing the Taiwei Mansion and Cheng'en Gong Mansion. Fang, under the Taifu's court training, the third prince and those powerful children in Beijing bullied her when she was young, isolated her, and often deliberately pointed at Sang and scolded Huai in front of her."

"She had no choice. The news of the decline of the Yu family in the Northern Dynasty spread to the Southern Dynasty. She asked someone to quietly buy a biography of the Northern Dynasty and read it every now and then. The rise and fall of the entire Southern Dynasty has chosen the future of the Taiwei Mansion."

"No one ever asked her if she wanted to."

"She bears everything silently like this. During the day, she is trained by the Taifu in the Shang's study room. At night, it is very late, and she can still be seen reading at night with the lamp on."

"The road was not chosen by her."

"She just didn't have a choice."

Qi Yanhuai roared hoarsely.

　Well, continue to ask for a monthly pass. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)