There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 198
On February 23, the day when the dragon raised its head, Emperor Jingyuan, the real dragon emperor who had been the emperor for [-] years, could no longer raise his head, and could no longer open his eyes to see the world.

Emperor Jingyuan is dead!
"emperor!"

The maids and eunuchs of the Jinhua Palace knelt on the ground, sobbing and crying miserably.

The death knell struck 81 times in [-], and inside and outside the palace, up and down the capital, was full of mourning.

Mourning clothes, funeral ceremonies, coffins, and coffins were all prepared in advance, but within two hours, the emperor's mourning hall had already been set up.

The queen led the harem concubines to kneel on the left side of the mourning hall, crying heartbreakingly. All the royal family members, princes and grandchildren knelt on the right side, also crying bitterly.

For a moment, the whole palace was pale, and there were bursts of crying.

On this day, almost no one has had enough water, no matter if they are really sad or fake, they always have to put on a show.

The child's time has passed, and the filial sons and grandchildren who were supposed to keep watch all night couldn't hold on, and "fainted" one by one.

When Tang Wanning got up to leave, only Xia Houjue was left in the mourning hall.

"Go back and rest for a while?" Tang Wanning advised him.

"No need!" Xia Houjue knelt before the coffin, his body straightened, his face gloomy, and his eyes dim.

"You go back first, go to bed early, you can come later tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Tang Wanning didn't say any more, she just got up and left with her stiff legs.

In the dim mourning hall, Xia Houjue was finally the only one left.

As the night wind blows, the white curtains on the mourning hall are blown wildly, the candles before the mourning are also flickering, and the unburned paper money in the burning paper brazier is blown to pieces with sparks. Flickering and flickering.

"Father, have you seen it? Except for the slaves in the palace, you are worthless in the clan!" Xia Houjue sneered, and finally vented the anger that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

"Your queen, your concubines, your children and grandchildren, everyone fainted, and I was the only one who stood by for you on the first night and waited for you to come back!" Xia Houjue's eyes were stubborn.

For a moment, he seemed to return to his childhood, to the time when no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch his eyes.

The father would take Xia Houyan to hunt, would praise him for his good riding and shooting, and would reward him for studying hard.

As for himself, no matter how good he is, he will never take a look at him, as if he has exhausted all his love for a prince.

He wanted to make up for Xia Houyan all the father's love for his son.

When he was a child, he was worried about this, and when he grew up, he buried it deeply in his heart, but when it came to this kind of parting, he still couldn't help but stubbornly stayed, just to prove it to him.

'Look, I am more sensible and excellent than Xia Houyan, and I am worthy of your love! '

After one night, the servants in the palace changed shifts, and the new shift of maids and eunuchs came to take turns. I saw Xia Houjue kneeling alone in the mourning hall, and none of the princes and grandchildren who said they were filial on weekdays came, tsk Tsk tsk, the dead light is off.

"Brother Emperor!"

At Chenshi, Xia Houjing, who was dressed in plain clothes, knelt down in his place behind Xia Houjue with red and swollen eyes.

"Why are you alone?" Xia Houjing was surprised.

"Don't be surprised, isn't this normal?" Xia Houjue smiled lightly.

Xia Houjing thought for a while, then lowered her head.

"My mother passed out from crying several times last night. I looked really bad, so I had to ask the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment. If not, I will definitely stay here with Brother Huang!"

Although he indulges in mountains and rivers on weekdays, he never makes mistakes in his love and righteousness.

It was his business that Emperor Jing Yuan was unkind and unrighteous, but as a son, he had to be filial. After all, he was both a king and a father.

"You are probably the only one who can think like this!" Xia Houjue glanced at his bloodshot eyes and said calmly.

"How is Li Guiren's health? What did the imperial physician say?"

"It's just that I'm overly sad and physically exhausted. The imperial doctor told me not to be frightened and stimulated, let alone tired!"

"Let her rest well, and don't have to come again these few days," Xia Houjue insisted on ordering.

"Yes, third brother!"

Xia Houjing agreed without much thought.

On Father's side, it is enough for the emperor to guard the spirit and be filial. Mother has been ignored and humiliated by the emperor all her life, and there is nothing to guard the spirit. There is no need to spoil the body.

The sun was high, and the princes, grandsons, and clan members came in one after another to keep watch. Everyone still looked sad, and the sound of crying and crying could be heard in the hall of mourning.

Some weep softly, some cry loudly, no matter how they cry, they all have one thing in common, only thunder but no rain.

He stayed like this for seven days and seven nights.

Xia Houjue has always been conscientious and conscientious. Except for eating and drinking, he has never opened half a step before the spirit, and he only closes his eyes for one or two hours a day.

The noble ministers, the royal family and the clan all praised the prince's virtuous and filial piety. After the wake, everyone discussed with each other and knelt down to Xiahou Jue to remonstrate.

"His Royal Highness, the late emperor has passed away, and the country cannot be without a king for a day. Please, His Royal Highness, ascend the throne as soon as possible, so that the hearts of the people will be settled, and the world will be at peace!"

The crown prince is the first wife of the first emperor, and his biological mother is the first empress Jingmin. She has a noble status and high moral character. It is natural for her to ascend the throne, and there is almost no suspense.

Even Xia Houyan, who usually fights the most fiercely, knelt on the ground and buried his head without saying a word.

After the case of collaborating with the enemy and treason, his reputation was completely stink, and the empress was not much better, slapping the concubine, ill-treating the prince, one by one, I dare not count them carefully.

Their mother and son are quite smart, they didn't jump around at the late emperor's funeral ceremony, and they dare not say a word at this moment.

Xia Houjue glanced at Xia Houyan with a calm tone.

"Since all the adults insist on it, it is inconvenient for Gu to shirk it. The matter of ascension to the throne will be handed over to the Shang Palace Bureau and the Ministry of Rites to prepare, and Qin Tianjian will be responsible for choosing the date..."

"His Royal Highness, the date has been chosen, and it will be an auspicious day in three days. Your Highness, the sooner you ascend the throne, the better, lest there will be any changes in the middle!"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness! Please ascend the throne as soon as possible!" All the ministers and clan members knelt down and prayed sincerely.

The corners of Xia Houjue's lips twitched slightly: "Alright! Since three days later is a good day, let's make it three days later!"

"Yes!"

"Get up, all of you!" Xia Houjue stretched out his arms, his black robe undulating in the breeze, his upright body looked like an eagle about to fly.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness!"

After everyone left, Xia Houjue looked at the empty hall, the corners of his lips curled up.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

"Father, have you seen it? This is what everyone expects, you are very envious, but it is a pity that you will not get it in this life!"

"Just take a good look in the sky!"

"By the way, when you faced your ancestors and queen mother under the Nine Springs, didn't you have a hard time? It's right that it's hard, you deserve everything!"

……

Three days later is an auspicious day, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will ascend the throne.

The Shang Palace Bureau and the Ministry of Rites were busy making dragon robes and phoenix crowns, arranging ceremonies, and princes and ministers were also busy preparing to congratulate the new emperor.

The concubines of the former emperor in the harem began to prepare to move their residence one by one, to find a way for themselves.

(End of this chapter)