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Jiang Shaohua has been in power for many years, and has the fierce demeanor of a superior. His eyebrows and eyes are beautiful but by no means gentle.

Jiang Hao, who was making a lot of noise, immediately calmed down after being glared at by Jiang Shaohua. He was carried by the eunuch to the carriage to rest.

As soon as Jiang Hao left, Jiang Shaohua naturally became the first person to carry the coffin.

Wu'an County Prince was very dissatisfied, thinking what kind of world is this, a bunch of real men are suppressed by a woman and can't raise their heads. When he sits on the throne in the future, the first thing he will do is to send this annoying Jiang Shaohua back to Nanyang County...

Jiang Shaohua suddenly turned his head and glanced over.

Prince Wu'an's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked away, pretending nothing had happened.

Prince Huaiyang moved closer to Jiang Shaohua and whispered, "Shaohua, it has been raining all day, and everyone's clothes are soaked. The young and strong can hold on, but there are many old ministers who are old and weak. Why not let them take turns to buy a carriage and change into clean clothes."

Jiang Shaohua nodded slightly: "Uncle Huaiyang has considered everything. I will send someone to pass on the order."

As the sky was approaching dusk and the rain gradually stopped, the old officials took turns to go to the carriage to change clothes, rest and chat for a while.

"Today's weather is really not good... A-choo!"

"The princess is considerate of us and let us change our wet clothes...A-choo!"

"Minister Dai was really unlucky. He twisted his ankle just after leaving the city gate and was sent back."

"Well, a blessing in disguise. Minister Dai must be very happy that he doesn't have to travel back and forth."

Of course, such gossip was suspicious of accusing Dai Shangshu of disloyalty. The officials who were gossiping quickly changed the subject.

"Prince Wu'an wants to compete for the throne. I wonder if the Prime Minister will support him." The person who whispered was obviously an official from the Prime Minister's party.

Another member of the Prime Minister's Party whispered: "Minister Zhang has been having secret talks with Prince Huaiyang these days, and it's clear that he wants to support Prince Huaiyang in his bid for the throne."

The Prime Minister's party was not united, and each had its own thoughts and calculations. In the past, Prime Minister Wang could control it, but now that Prime Minister Wang was seriously injured and could not get up, the officials of the Prime Minister's party were in a state of flux, and some of them had secretly leaned on Minister Zhang.

"Anyway, there will be a lot of excitement to watch in the future. Let's just wait and see!" The person who said this was a neutral fence-sitter, that is, he would side with whichever side had the greater power. This was the mainstream of the court officials.

To them, it makes no difference who sits on the throne.

If the Prince of Huaiyang and the Prince of Wu'an are capable and can seize the throne, they will kowtow and pledge their allegiance. They cannot defeat the Empress Dowager Zheng and the Princess of Nanyang, so the Prince of Ping will ascend the throne! Who does it matter who kneels?
"Hush, keep your voices down. Don't let anyone overhear you talking in private. It will only cause trouble for no reason."

Jiang Shaohua and other ministers changed their wet clothes before going to the carriage to change clothes.

Cui Du followed quietly.

At this moment, there was no way to be polite, so the two of them turned their backs and changed into clean clothes.

Jiang Shaohua lowered her head to adjust her clothes, and Cui Du took over naturally. He wiped her wet hair with a towel and whispered in her ear: "You've been walking all day. Do your legs hurt? Is the child making a fuss?"

It's strange. Jiang Shaohua didn't feel tired all day, but when Cui Du asked him this, he felt tired and hungry all over, and couldn't help but sighed: "Tired, hungry."

During the funeral, people were not allowed to stop to eat or drink, and could only walk to the imperial mausoleum on an empty stomach.

Cui Du blinked, took out a piece of candy from somewhere, and stuffed it into Jiang Shaohua's mouth: "Even if it can't fill your stomach, it's good to sweeten your mouth."

Jiang Shaohua couldn't help but smile.

The sugar melted in my mouth little by little, and it was really sweet. All my tiredness was swept away in the sweetness.

"We will reach the imperial mausoleum tomorrow." Jiang Shaohua said softly, "Maybe something unexpected will happen. You stay with Chen Changshi and the others, don't panic." Cui Du was startled: "What will happen?"

Jiang Shaohua's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered: "It's not clear yet. However, based on my understanding of the Empress Dowager, she will not miss this opportunity to take action."

I just don't know who Empress Dowager Zheng will attack first, or if they will attack together and catch them all in one fell swoop.

Cui Du felt a chill in his heart. That day, too many people died in the palace. He only saw a small part of it. But the bloody fight that left so many dead and wounded in the blink of an eye was really shocking to him. He had had several nightmares these days.

What will happen in the imperial tomb?
What will Empress Dowager Zheng do?

Cui Du couldn't think of it, and he didn't want to think about it. He whispered, "You have to be more careful. If you encounter danger, you must protect yourself."

Queen Mother Zheng and Concubine Fan repeatedly stressed the need to protect Prince Ping's safety. In Cui Du's heart, Jiang Shaohua's safety was the most important.

Jiang Shaohua nodded: "Don't worry, I won't take risks for anyone."

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After a night's trek and another day's walk, we finally arrived at the imperial tomb.

The imperial guards who carried the coffin were extremely tired, so there is no need to go into details. The ministers, who had been walking for two days, knelt in front of the emperor's tomb and cried loudly.

King Ping had slept in the carriage for half a day. He was full of energy, but when he opened his mouth and cried, the sound pierced the eardrums.

Jiang Shaohua also knelt down.

The emperor's coffin was carried into the imperial mausoleum and the tomb was sealed.

Jiang Shaohua picked up the yellow paper and put it into the brazier one by one. The red flames greedily devoured the paper money, reflecting the faces of the people in varying light and dark.

When the sounds of killing were heard in the imperial mausoleum, all the ministers were reminded of the danger on the day when the rebels rebelled and forced the emperor to abdicate. They were terrified and their faces were shocked.

The King of Huaiyang also changed his expression, stood up quickly, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't panic, there are thieves making trouble, all of you come behind me..."

Wu'an County Prince was unwilling to miss this opportunity to win over the ministers, and he also shouted: "All of you come to my side. I will definitely protect you and keep you safe."

Unfortunately, their screams did not have any effect.

The ministers were indeed panicked and ran over with their heads in their hands, but they all squeezed behind Jiang Shaohua. There were so many people that it was impossible for everyone to squeeze in, so they had to squeeze hard. In short, no one went to the side of Prince Huaiyang or Prince Wu'an.

Prince Huaiyang: "..."

Prince Wu'an: "..."

This is the prestige and popularity that Jiang Shaohua had after he displayed his might and killed the traitors some time ago. It is useless for others to envy him, and they cannot get him by robbing him.

Jiang Shaohua looked at him solemnly, and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone, please stop making noises and sit down where you are."

"Anyone who causes unrest will be regarded as a rebel and will be killed without mercy."

"General Ma, immediately give orders to all the imperial guards to form a defensive formation."

After a few words, the chaotic scene quickly calmed down. The ministers huddled together, and the royal guards stood guard with knives in hand.

...(End of chapter)