Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 4116 His Majesty's great line
Just after noon, the dark clouds in the sky rolled over the city like mountains and seas, and the bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky. In a short while, the raindrops formed a white rain curtain, and it seemed that the Tianhe River was pouring backwards.

In the Taiji Palace, teams of imperial guards stood still in the rain, holding the handle of the knife tightly in their palms, and looked around vigilantly with sharp eyes.

Countless palace people came in and out of Wude Hall with panicked expressions.

The children of the royal family were once again invited to stand under the rain corridor outside the hall. All the clan princes and county kings looked at the tall and majestic Wude Hall through the rain curtain, feeling panicked in their hearts.

A number of important ministers were picked up from their homes by the "Hundred Knights" and escorted here into the palace...

Stormy weather.

……

Inside the sleeping hall, the Crown Prince, King Jin, Li Xiaogong, Concubine Yang, Concubine Wei and other high-ranking concubines were by their side, watching with trembling eyes a group of imperial doctors sweating profusely before the imperial couch.

Concubine Yang and Concubine Wei stood on tiptoe and looked up at the couch. On the couch, His Majesty Li Er's eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper. His formerly majestic body had already been exhausted and emaciated, which made His Majesty faint again. The concubines whom I had never seen before were weeping and heartbroken, but due to their status, they did not dare to cry here, so they had to endure it...

The white-haired Imperial Medical Officer walked over from the side of the royal couch, bowed in front of the prince, and said tremblingly: "The old minister is incompetent. I just sit and watch your majesty's illness go deep into death. Now I still can't get medicine and stones, and I have no way to recover. I deserve a lot of sin." die."

The expression is respectful and the tone is sincere, but in fact there is not much sadness. Practicing medicine has long been used to life and death. No matter whether you are a peddler or a king, you are equal in the face of illness. Beauty dies and heroes are buried. Can not change.

Although the few close relatives in front of me had already been prepared for this, they still couldn't help being shaken and unbelievable when they suddenly heard the bad news.

Concubine Yang and Concubine Wei cried out on the spot and were about to rush to the imperial couch.

Li Xiaogong beckoned to Wang De who stood respectfully at the side: "Take the two nobles to rest first, don't bother Your Majesty before it's time to cry."

"Here."

Wang De hurriedly took a few servants and helped the two concubines to the side room to rest. When His Majesty was dying, there were more important things to do.

Li Zhi burst into tears, stepped forward and grabbed the arm of the imperial physician's office order, crying and shouting: "Father is the emperor, the emperor is the emperor, the emperor is free, and the gods are looking after him, he will be free from all diseases and live forever! How can the medicine and stone be ineffective? I ask the old imperial doctor to work hard, he must cure the father..."

The white-haired Imperial Medical Office ordered His Royal Highness King Jin to wipe his snot and tears on his sleeves, his eyes were filled with pity and surprise: There have been so many emperors in the past and present, and they all said that they were the sons of heaven, but which one was not in the end? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust?As a son, facing his father's death, he should feel uncomfortable, but saying such words is either stupid or meaningful...

Since the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world has been in turmoil and regimes have changed, and it has only been stable for more than ten years. The old imperial doctor has been in the core of various regimes all his life.
Therefore, he just bowed to the ground with a face of shame, and did not reply to King Jin's words.

Li Zhi was about to say more, when suddenly he saw the imperial doctors gathered in front of the couch retreating to the two sides, all knelt down and paused for the first time, weeping loudly...

Another old imperial doctor came quickly, knelt down on the ground, and wept, "Your Majesty... the funeral is over!"

boom!
A thunderbolt suddenly rang outside the window, and the lightning like a tree branch flashed across the window, making the faces of everyone in the hall pale in shock and dazed.

"Father!"

"His Majesty……"

The sound of crying rang out in the hall, Li Chengqian and Li Zhi rushed to the imperial couch like crazy, the sound of wailing was earth-shattering, Li Xiaogong and others also wept and knelt down in front of the couch.

On the bed, His Majesty Li Er closed his eyes and fell asleep, no longer alive.

His majesty the young emperor led the army in the troubled Middle East at the end of the Sui Dynasty, conquering most of the country and taking down half of the country. The dilapidated rivers and mountains were managed in a prosperous and beautiful way, and all wastes were prosperous, but at this moment, they were no match for the attack of the disease. After destroying the outstanding achievements of Goguryeo, they died suddenly and forever.

The wind and rain outside the window were violent, and it seemed that the heavens also sensed the strong unwillingness of this peerless hero, and then turned into wind and rain, thunder and lightning, shocking China.

Crying sounds came from Wude Hall. Although the details are unknown outside, how can you not understand what happened?
The descendants of the clan and the minister of cultural relics knelt down one after another, calling His Majesty, and their cries were earth-shattering.

Only a team of imperial guards stood upright in the torrential rain like javelins, motionless like a mountain, despite the tears pouring from the corners of their eyes mixing with the rain, they gritted their teeth, pursed their lips, and tightly held the horizontal knife at their waists , Stand up for the last post for the king, and go straight to the road to the underworld to avoid the ghosts!

Several princes in the sleeping hall cried out in grief, and the two concubines had already fainted from crying. Li Xiaogong was the first to wipe away the tears and got up from the ground. The king and the rest of the clan are welcome to come in.

When everyone entered, Ju Shi fell to the ground and cried loudly, screaming for heaven and earth, wishing to follow the king under the nine springs...

Fang Jun knelt in the crowd, and was also saddened by the atmosphere for a while. Thinking of His Majesty Li Er's favor and indulgence in the past, he lamented the fall of a peerless emperor, and the sadness came from it, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

After a long while, Li Xiaogong and Li Yuanjia personally went forward to help the princes who were crying so much that they almost fainted, and invited the crown prince, King Wei, and King Jin into the side hall, and also took Xu Wang, Peng Wang, Zheng Wang, and Huo Wang to the side hall. Wang and others invited in, and finally Li Ji, Xiao Yu, Cen Wenwen, Fang Jun, Li Daozong, Liu Ji, Ma Zhou and other civil and military ministers...

In the side hall, the princes who fainted from crying just now have calmed down, but some young princes, princesses and many concubines have already rushed to the bedroom hall, and the crying is still earth-shattering and gloomy, so the atmosphere here is still miserable It is miserable, but everyone knows that His Majesty is doing great things, and there are more important things when it is not yet sad.

The continuation of the throne and the inheritance of the torch are related to the country and the country. This is a major event that must be ranked before the death of the king.

The living are always more important than the dead...

Li Xiaogong looked at Han Wang Li Yuanjia, and the two looked at each other. The latter coughed lightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the whole world is in mourning, and all people are in plain sight. Zongzheng Temple is in charge of the funeral etiquette, and the yamen of the central government will cooperate...but in the Prior to this, the succession of the reserve and the continuation of the state should be confirmed, and after the funeral of His Majesty, choose a day to ascend the throne, so as to secure the world, you can discuss this."

He is Zong Zhengqing, commonly known as Da Zongzheng, who is in charge of all affairs of the royal family. In theory, the inheritance of the throne is also within his duties. Of course, the candidate for the throne has nothing to do with him. He is only responsible for all matters related to the new emperor's ascension to the throne...

As soon as the words fell, Fang Jun did not give in, and said directly: "The prince is the prince of the country. Now that your majesty is on a grand trip, the prince will naturally preside over the funeral affairs. When you send your majesty to Zhaoling for burial, you will be enthroned and declared The world, what is there to discuss?"

Li Chengqian looked at Fang Jun and heaved a sigh of relief. This minister of the humerus always stood up at the most critical moment to face the pressure for him.

Jin Wang Li Zhi drooped his red and swollen eyes and said nothing.

Xiao Yu frowned, and retorted: "Your Majesty, all matters should be subject to the will, how can you do it without the admonishment?"

Fang Junqi asked: "Where is the will?"

Xiao Yu refused to budge: "These are all important officials of the empire, we don't need to say those sophistry words, the world knows how many times His Majesty wants to abolish the reserve, why should the Duke of Yue pretend to be confused? Your Majesty is wise and powerful, since If you have a heart of easy storage, you will inevitably prevent accidents, so there must be a legacy."

Fang Jun sneered and said: "Can you still talk to yourself like this? There is no shameless person in the world than Song Guogong. After talking for a long time, please show the will, and we will naturally follow the order."

Xiao Yu said quietly: "Your Majesty's actions, we can guess, so we don't know where the will is placed...but the palace is so big, just look for it."

The rest of the people are speechless, this is cheating, if the Tai Chi Palace can't be found, do they have to search the whole Chang'an until they find it?

Ma Zhou, who has never been involved in the battle for the reserve position, couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "The king of Hejian County is here, Zong Zhengqing is also here, and Zaifu is also here... If there is a will, it can't be done by these few people. If it comes out, no matter what is stated in the will, we will naturally act in accordance with His Majesty's will, but if it cannot be revealed, then the crown prince should naturally be enthroned in a legitimate way, there is nothing in dispute."

Of course he understands the meaning of the King Jin family's desire to procrastinate, but even now he still has illusions about the throne in his heart, and where will his selfishness put the country and the people of the world?
Li Chengqian can't let Fang Jun always rush to the front. As a prince, he can't charge forward but has to take responsibility, so he looks at Li Ji: "What does the British prince say?"

Everyone looked at Li Ji.

The head of the prime minister, who leads both the military and the government, has an extraordinary status and has the energy to make a final decision.

Li Ji paused before slowly opening his mouth: "Whether there is a will or not has a lot to do with it. The crown prince should preside over His Majesty's funeral for the time being. During the period, he will search for suspicious places in the palace. After the funeral, if there is a will, I will honor it." If there is no legacy edict to act, if it is confirmed that there is no legacy edict, then the crown prince will take the throne."

Li Chengqian couldn't hide his disappointment, while Li Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the throne is not yet determined, there is a chance...

Fang Jun looked at Li Ji and shook his head slightly, full of disappointment.

This "Military God" figure who led the Datang military after Li Jing, and also the position of the head of the prime minister, can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand people. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, no one has a power and status comparable to him. Seriously lacking in responsibility.

How could he know that if he didn't set the throne today, there might be a battle for the reserve tomorrow, which would affect the whole world?

In the end, he didn't want to bet on who would win and who would lose, and he didn't want to be contaminated with cause and effect, he just wanted to watch the fire from the other side and be alone.

(End of this chapter)