The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

At the same time, in the palace,

Emperor Jingtai, who had ruled Dayin for nearly forty years, finally reached his end.
In the Xuanzheng Hall, the lights were dim, and the emperor with gray temples was lying on the sapphire bed, his face was haggard and his breathing was weak.

Song Jingzhang took the lead in front of the sick bed, followed by many princes and cabinet ministers who knelt on the ground one after another. They all had heavy faces and focused eyes, silently staring at Emperor Jingtai who was lying on the dragon bed.
The atmosphere in the palace was very solemn, with only the sound of wind blowing outside the window and the suppressed breathing of the princes intermingling with each other.

"The medicine is here!"

There was a sudden sound, and the solemn atmosphere was torn apart.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Dr. Ding, the head doctor of Taiyuan Hospital, hurriedly carrying a bowl of soup and medicine.

Zhao Zhongyin hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and under the watchful eyes of Song Jingzhang and others, fed Emperor Jingtai to drink it.

Emperor Jingtai slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bright yellow bed tent above his head.
Then he slowly turned his head and looked at these sons and ministers with deep eyes, as if he was searching for something.
It wasn't until he looked at the group of people that he finally set his sights on Song Jingzhang at the front.

"I remember when you were still little like glutinous rice dumplings, you would go to the study together and wait for me to test your schoolwork after class."

"The eldest brother and the second child are older. They go out early to run errands. The third child is the oldest in the study room. I will let you watch their homework."

"The third child always had a straight face at a young age, lecturing this person and helping that person. Now in a blink of an eye, you are all grown up, and I will soon be useless..."

Emperor Jingtai stared at the pattern of auspicious clouds on the dragon tent and recalled the past.

Song Jingzhang and others who were listening with their heads down could not help but recall the past.

The fourth and fifth children looked at Song Jingzhang from deep to complicated eyes.

Song Jingzhang turned a blind eye to the vague glances of these imperial brothers. His eyes were red under his drooped head, and his voice was also stained with a slight astringency.

"Father, please don't say these things. My sons and ministers are still young. My brothers below the seventh brother have not yet married, so they still need my father's advice. My sons and ministers are not rigorous enough in handling errands, and they still need my father's guidance."

"In addition, the entire court still needs my father to take charge of the overall situation. My father must take good care of himself as soon as possible."

Emperor Jingtai struggled to twitch the corners of his mouth, "You've done a great job!"

As soon as these words came out, all the other princes except Song Jingzhang changed their expressions.
They were not stupid, so they naturally understood the meaning of these words.
Although they were prepared, things turned out as expected, and they were unwilling to do so.

Led by the fifth prince, they began to look at each other frequently, looked at the bed and opened their mouths,

But Emperor Jingtai didn't give them a chance to speak at all. After saying this, he began to recall the past again.

In the prince's residence,
"What? It wasn't done?"

Ms. Lin paced back and forth in the room, holding her sleeves tightly with her hands, her nails digging into the fabric, her face twisted with anger.
If it weren't for the special timing, she might have thrown the tea cup without caring about her manners.

Her eyes were fixed on Lin Er who came to report.

"Yes, suddenly a woman came out to block Gu's sword, and then those minions appeared. Those housekeepers who guarded the courtyard came from Zhuangzi under me, and they knew some boxing and kicking skills. Lin Rong couldn't find another chance to assassinate him. , but when they escaped, those slaves injured their arms."

Lin Er knelt on the ground, trembling all over.
Although he was not the one who went to assassinate him,

But people are chosen by him,

Now that things have not been done, facing Lin's anger, I am naturally frightened to death, and my voice is trembling.
He was afraid that Mrs. Lin would kill himself in a rage.

"It's useless." Lin's face was extremely ugly, she glared at him and said coldly.

"Mother, do you want to send someone over again?"

Mrs. Lin suppressed the anger in her heart, walked to the window, and stood with her arms folded.

Through the window, I saw the rising glow outside the window, and faintly heard the faint sound coming from the direction of Xuanzheng Hall in the distance.
Her eyes were deep, as if she was thinking about something, and finally she slowly shook her head under the gaze of the two of them, "Where is the Xuanzheng Hall, is there any news?"

"Not really, but..." Aunt Nai lowered her head, but hesitated to speak.

Lin turned her head and said, "But what?"

"There are rumors outside that I did something to the emperor. After all, before I returned to the palace yesterday, the emperor fainted once, but at least he seemed to be in good spirits."

"But after the master came back, in just one day, the emperor..."

Aunt Nai didn't dare to say the next words, but Mrs. Lin already understood.

The anger between her brows deepened,

A bunch of idiots who follow the wind and follow the rain. If I really wanted to do something, how could the emperor survive to this day?
Unlike Song Jingzhang in the eyes of outsiders, she still had some understanding of what he did in private.
But just relying on the few points she knew was enough to silently eliminate the elderly emperor and help him ascend the throne.

It can be said that Emperor Jingtai was able to live stably and comfortably for these few months because Song Jingzhang still had a trace of true filial piety towards his imperial father.

Mrs. Lin took a deep breath and said, "Take care of the people under the prince, and ignore the rest."

When Song Jingzhang ascends to the throne in the future, these idiots who can't see the situation clearly and are still jumping up and down will die in their own way.

In the Xuanzheng Hall,

Emperor Jingtai's deep voice continued,

But as he spoke, his vision gradually began to blur.
He knew that the last moment had come.

After recalling the interesting stories between his sons, Emperor Jingtai let out a long sigh of relief.

"The third child."

"My son is here." Song Jingzhang knelt down for a few steps and approached the bed, bowing his head.

"What I'm going to give you is a mess."

Emperor Jingtai sighed again,

It’s not that he didn’t know that in order to protect his imperial power in his later years, he had the consequences of laissez-faire on many of his ministers.

But I am really unwilling to do so!
No one can enjoy the power of the world and still let his former subordinates get on top of him. But he has no choice but to implement benevolent policies to show his kindness and restrain those old officials.

But once things turn a blind eye too much, many moths will appear.
However, fortunately, after years of training in school examinations, he, the third son, can still handle it.

Emperor Jingtai raised his arm slightly and stretched out his hand to Song Jingzhang,
Song Jingzhang quickly stepped forward and held it tightly, "Father!"

"Everyone in our Song family will be left to you,"

"Boss and the second child are not sons of human beings, and there is no need to treat me favorably in the future for my sake. There is only one thing. Our Song family has no precedent of killing brothers since Taizu. I hope you will bear in mind,"

"You still need to look after the brothers of the Seventh Queen. If there are any that can be used, use them. If they are not capable, you only need to give them a small sum of money to get a wife and concubines and send them away..."

Emperor Jingtai's voice gradually weakened,

In the end, he held on, raised Song Jingzhang's hand, and said to the princes and ministers behind him:
"My time has come, and my third son, Song Jingzhang, will inherit the throne. You need to give me your full support."

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