Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 125

"Empress, the emperor has passed away, and the mourning hall is located in Qianqing Palace. Empress Empress asks you to go immediately to guard the late emperor's spirit."

Under He Wan's service, she put on a plain palace dress, and even replaced the hairpins on her head with white jade hairpins.

"Which empresses have gone to Qianqing Palace now?"

Gu Liubai took off some cumbersome velvet flowers on his head, and asked softly.

"Basically all the concubines from the palaces have arrived, and we are just waiting for you, Concubine Wan and Empress."

"Understood." Gu Liubai understood.

Concubine Wan hasn't gone yet, so she can probably guess what the other party is thinking.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, even this majestic palace wall is the same.Not long after the death of the first emperor, the color of the pepper-red bricks and tiles also faded a lot.

"Ma'am, are we going to sit and wait for death?"

He Sui stuffed the handkerchief wrapped in grated ginger into Gu Liubai's hand.

After a while, these concubines will cry when they are all here. If her mother has no tears in her eyes and loses her manners, it will be bad.

What's more, now that the dragons have no leader, it is the time of chaos.

"Wait. The ghosts and monsters haven't come out yet."

After receiving Gu Liubai's affirmative answer, He Sui took half a step back, and was about to reach the gate of Qianqing Palace, and put the chrysanthemum in his hand on Gu Liubai's temple.

"Empress, my concubine is late."

After Gu Liubai made a salute, his expression was solemn, and he looked around, and the concubine Jing, who was closest to the coffin, took half a step back: "Sister Hui, tell me, why is the emperor so cruel, leaving us to die like this. "

Tears are like pearls with a broken string, they fall as soon as they are said, and the expression of pain is much more distracting than that of the queen standing in front of Gu Liubai.

"Concubine Jing, if you are really reluctant to part with the emperor, I can help you."

Concubine Jing's crying stopped abruptly, and this stop made the other cries that were pretending to be crying all the more ridiculous.

The Empress was dissatisfied with Concubine Jing, and even more dissatisfied with these concubines, she stared at her beautifully, making the concubines want to shrink their heads in fright.

"Empress, my concubine is going to offer incense to the emperor. Death is like a lamp going out. Don't be too sad. We sisters will have a long time to rely on you."

Gu Liubai's words made the queen's eyes reveal a trace of complacency.

Immediately afterwards, he searched for Wanbi's figure in the crowd, and when he found out that there was no one, his face collapsed: "Your sister can see Wanbi?"

I can't hate Concubine Wan in my heart!
At this time, is he deliberately making fun of her and Zhao Chun'an? !
"Concubine Wan? My sister really doesn't know. Why don't you send someone to ask?"

Gu Liubai stroked the Queen's hand away, feeling smooth and cold, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

With downcast eyes and squinted eyes, he gently handed over a stick of incense in a timely manner: "Mother, it's time for us to go."

Gu Liubai apologized to the empress, followed behind the Lingguan, slowly turning around the emperor's coffin, his thoughts flew to Longnan.

At this time, it was time for Gu Ruchen and Zhao Chunmin to go back from Longnan.

Zongzheng and the civil and military officials of the imperial court were waiting in the outer hall, the fourth prince Zhao Chun'an was also among them, and several parties were arguing non-stop for the succession of the throne.

"The emperor passed away suddenly, and the edict of succession has not yet been written, so why not let the second prince inherit the throne?" Zong Zheng cursed, pointing at the nose of the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials retorted: "The second prince is a criminal minister, even if he is a prince, and the emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, this throne should be inherited by the fourth prince!"

"No! Chun... The eighth prince is still in Longnan, and he is the only person who canonized as a prince by the emperor. If he wants to be established, the eighth prince will bear the brunt of it!" Hubu Langzhong yelled.

"Second prince!"

"Fourth Prince!"

"No, eight..."

A group of people were arguing endlessly, spitting and staring everywhere, but no one showed mourning on their faces.

The fourth prince knelt on the futon, only two or three sheets of paper money were burnt, the flames licked his fingertips, and individual sparks splashed on his body, leaving gray-brown spots.

After knowing that the emperor had written the secret decree, he repeated the same actions as if he had lost his mind.

"Stop arguing, I am here with the edict of the first emperor's succession." Zhao Chun'an said surprisingly.

"What... what?!"

"You have the last emperor's decree in your hand!"

Zongzheng and Minister of the Ministry of Officials spoke at the same time, and after looking at each other, their eyes fell on Zhao Chun'an.

"Now the imperial decree is on the late emperor's table. If you want to see it, go and see it," Zhao Chun'an said, and took a new stack of paper money from the servant.

Rolled into a ball, all thrown into the stove, the flames soaring to the sky rubbed the ground and rose from the stove.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials, who supported the fourth prince's succession, couldn't help but feel a little happy. He tightened Zongzheng's wrist and was about to walk out while pulling him.

"The first emperor left a decree. In order not to lose the fairness, why don't Zongzheng go to see it with the humble ministers."

"Just go! This king wants to see who the late emperor really cares about!"

However, he hadn't reached the door yet.

An unexpected person appeared at the gate of Qianqing Palace.

"Second...Second prince? Why are you here?!" Zong Zheng, who supervised the clan mansion, hesitated.

He prefers the second prince, but the second prince shouldn't be here now.

"I heard that my father is gone. So I want to come and pay my respects."

The second prince has been imprisoned in the clan mansion for a while.Time crushed his waist, and life shattered his spine. Many officials were amazed at such a Second Prince.

Only the other party's piercing eyes were shining brightly and said: Can't you? !

At this time, the courtiers did not dare to speak out, the imperial decree had not been read yet, so who dared to say that the emperor would not pay attention to the second prince?

Although the Minister of the Ministry of Officials was more confident in the position of the fourth prince, but when he thought of the cruel methods of the late emperor in his later years, he felt murmured in his heart.

The courtiers looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all turned their heads to look at Zhao Chun'an who was wandering in the sky.

At this time, Zhao Chun'an had virtually become their backbone.

"Fourth brother, don't come here unharmed, the second brother is in the clan mansion, I miss you very much."

Zhao Chun'an shook his hand, and the paper money fell from his fingertips to the ground.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the paper money swept from the ground into the air again.

The eyes of the two met in the air, swords and swords.

"Second brother, your father's bones are still cold, you want to disobey his will?"

The second prince stepped forward and grabbed the fourth prince by the collar: "Then let me ask you, how did the father die?!"

"How did you die?"

The fourth prince stood up from the futon, knelt for a long time, and staggered a few steps.

"What is the second emperor suspecting? Do you suspect that I killed the father?"

The second brother made it clear that he was questioning the emperor's death.

"Second Brother, whether you believe it or not, after Father's coffin is buried, I will be the only one who ascends to the throne."

The fourth prince whispered in the ear of the second prince, without any hesitation, picked up the teacup next to the table and smashed it on the ground.

The crisp sound attracted a large number of imperial guards, and even the moon hiding in the clouds quietly revealed half of its face.

(End of this chapter)