The Legend of the Loved One

Chapter 50

Chu Lin hurried to the Palace of Qinzheng, only to find out what had happened.

Emperor Jianhe, who was about to celebrate his 56th birthday in two days, fell into a coma again.

Different from the sleepiness last time, at this time his complexion was extremely pale. The imperial doctor and the palace people who were close to him could tell that the emperor who had been in power for 33 years was about to go west.

Apart from Chu Lin, there are twenty important ministers waiting outside the hall, all of whom are the top leaders of various ministries and departments in the imperial court. Inside the hall are also kneeling several princes and county kings who came all the way to celebrate the birthday. I understand, Emperor Jianhe ordered them to come to make a will.

After three hours of waiting inside and outside the hall, at dusk, there was finally news that under the combined action of strong medicine and silver needles, Emperor Jianhe woke up, and everyone was finally able to meet the Holy Spirit.

Some ministers have not seen the true face of the emperor for a long time, because the emperor has been convalescing in the deep palace since the early autumn, when King Heng was appointed to oversee the country, and the court has been suspended for more than a month. .Therefore, when they first saw Emperor Jianhe leaning on the couch, everyone was shocked. The emperor, who was not yet fifty years old, was now so weak that he could not withstand a single blow. Huang Wa's face could not find a trace of the thunderous look of the past , what was in front of them at this moment was just a dying weakling.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Emperor Jianhe raised his eyelids. How often has he faced his courtiers in a humble manner, but there is nothing he can do now. He is too tired. He has exhausted all his hard work for more than [-] years, regardless of success or failure. All his hard work, but in order to give his third son a legitimate title, he still has to do his best to tell the world.

"The third son of the emperor, Hengwang Song Chen, has a noble character and is deeply respectful to me. He will surely be able to inherit the great rule. When I ascend the throne, that is, the emperor's throne, that is, follow the public system, hold the uniform for 27 days, and release the uniform to announce the world. Make it known."

When the eunuch in charge announced the edict loudly, everyone kowtowed and shouted long live three times, and when they raised their heads again, the emperor Jianhe in front of him had already closed his eyes.

On the first day of September in the 33rd year of Daqi Jianhe, the emperor died.

After a day of rest in Qinzheng Hall, the body of Emperor Jianhe was moved to Sheng'an Hall.

Four days have passed since Emperor Jianhe passed away, the Ministry of Rites has started preparations for the burial of the late emperor, and the succession of the new emperor. Song Chen has moved to Qinzheng Palace to take care of political affairs.

Xu Jinhe, as the successor queen, comforted her mother-in-law in Funing Palace, and was about to become the empress dowager's respected concubine.

In the main hall of Sheng'an Hall, next to the coffin of the first emperor, there are three princes, King Huai, King Shen, and King Li, who are guarding the coffin. In the side hall are the concubines and side concubines of various ranks headed by Chu Xue and Li Jiaoyun. The emperor's grandsons of the palaces, as Song Chen's concubine, Xia Wanyin was also on guard.

Tomorrow morning the emperor will be buried, this is the last night of vigil, so don't slack off.Although Yu etiquette has to be guarded all night, but after the time of Haishi, everyone can disperse.

Chu Xue is pregnant and her body is not as good as normal, so Concubine Jing didn't let her guard her all day. In fact, she just arrived tonight, so she only needs to kneel down for half an hour. When Haishi comes, she can go back to rest.

There are two layers of cushions under the knees. In Nuo Da's side hall, there are twenty or thirty people kneeling, adults and children. It's cold in the late autumn night. Li Jiaoyun is worried that the cold wind will seep in from the door, so she gives her the seat on the inside, and she also cares about her stomach. The child, without much evasion, went to the inside smoothly.

Wearing a white filial hat on her head and a white filial dress on her body, the person she is kneeling is her dead father-in-law, but he is also one of the murderers who killed her parents and relatives.

She had no expression on her face, in fact she was not the only one, the people in this side hall, except for a few children who were not yet sensible and still laughing, had no expression on their faces.Although that person is their father-in-law in name, most of them have never seen the late emperor. Guo Jian and Emperor had two sides, she had long forgotten the man's face, and maybe she had never seen it clearly.

Chu Xue still remembered that although she had only met Emperor Jianhe twice, she deeply remembered his appearance.Because it was this person's suspicion and credulity that killed all his family members in the past, and made his father, who was supposed to be respected by the people of Daqi, still wronged and charged with absurd treason.

He is dead now, and the whole world is wearing sackcloth and filial piety, but what about father, mother, brother, and more than thirty members of the Yue family, where are their tombs now?Does anyone know?

Not even her, the only one alive.

I just feel chilled.

But after thinking about it, although there are people in the world who wear mourning clothes for him, how many people are really sad for his departure?Song Chen has been busy the past few days, and she is still in the period of filial piety. She has never seen him, so she doesn't know how he feels, but looking at the few princes who are still leisurely in the main hall, she can understand that as long as Lao Tzu's death does not affect them They don't have much sorrow, let alone the bloodless daughters-in-law.

While Chu Xue was in a trance, she suddenly smelled an unpleasant smell at the end of her nose. After she became pregnant, she was extremely sensitive to smells, and she could smell things that other people couldn't smell.She frowned, and turned to look for the source of the smell.

After seeing the scene on the other side of the side hall, she turned pale with shock and hurriedly shouted: "Fire, fire! It's on fire, it's on fire!"

Hearing her voice, those sleepy women finally cheered up and looked in the direction of her finger. On the other side of the temple, the fierce flames had already engulfed a large piece of curtain. With the filial piety tents on top of their heads, they rushed towards them with open teeth and claws.

There was a sudden panic in the side hall, and there were shouts all over the place. A few people who were close to the hall door ran a few steps to rush out, but they squeezed into a group, and those trapped in the center of the hall were at a loss what to do.

Then the flames and smoke became stronger and stronger, and one after another shouted into Chu Xue's ears. Chu Xue had a headache, and the tragic scene when she was a child seemed to reappear before her eyes, and she tremblingly went to help Yanling's arm.The shouts and flames in the hall startled the palace people around and the princes in the main hall. When everyone went out to see it, they were all so frightened that their own family members were trapped in the place where the fire was on fire. On the last night, all the women and children went into battle!

The calmer King Huai hurriedly ordered people to save them, and the young King Li went to carry water to put out the fire himself, and King Shen had already rushed to the side hall...

When King Shen arrived, a few people from the side hall had already come out. The elder Princess Huai ordered people to save the children first, and the children came out first.

In the hall, Li Jiaoyun hugged Song Ning and was looking for Song Qi in the firelight. She had seen Song Chi and Song Qian being sent out just now, but she never saw Song Qi.Song Chi and Song Qian are the sons of the new emperor. It is understandable for people to save them first, but her Qier is just a child!She yelled in tears: "Qi'er, Qi'er..."

After a while, I felt a pair of hands holding her arm, and the boy cried, "Mom, I'm afraid..."

Li Jiaoyun held the boy's hand and realized that the child in front of him was Song Qi. He couldn't help being overjoyed and tried to comfort him, "Qi'er is not afraid, mother is here, mother is here, mother will take you and your sister away..."

She held a child in one hand and squeezed towards the palace door with difficulty.

The children's family members escaped one after another, and Li Jiaoyun, who was finally out of trouble, hugged the two children and wept with joy.

Seeing the people who escaped, King Shen tapped lightly, only to realize that the number was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Is there anyone missing? Is there anyone else who hasn't come out yet?"

A side concubine of Prince Huai's mansion suddenly said in shock: "Wen Pei, Wen Pei hasn't come out yet! Come on, hurry up and save the princess, the princess is still inside!"

The Wen Pei she was talking about was the five-year-old daughter of King Huai. Because she was the only daughter, even though she was born of a concubine, she also got the title of princess.Wen Pei's biological mother was of a low status, and she was not on the vigil today, so no one noticed her when she ran for her life just now.

As soon as the words on this side fell, Li Jiaoyun looked around and suddenly screamed, "Sister Xue... why didn't Sister Xue come out? Hurry up and save people..." She hurriedly looked at King Shen, "My lord, go quickly Help, sister Xue is pregnant!"

There were still people inside, and King Shen immediately ordered them to rush in.

While counting the number of people outside, the thick smoke in the hall became more and more choking. When she had a clear view just now, Chu Xue did not dare to squeeze towards the door because she was inside the hall, not only far away from the door, but also afraid that too many people would hurt the child in her belly , but when there was almost no one at the door, there was already thick smoke all around, and she could hardly tell the direction by herself. Fortunately, Yan Ling was still with her, and she reluctantly walked out by Yan Ling.Just moved a few steps, suddenly heard the little girl crying.

She said in surprise: "There is still someone! It's a child! Yanling, go find it!"

Yanling was still worried about her and hesitated for a while, but she had just had a baby, and now she couldn't hear the baby crying, so she didn't care about herself, so she hurriedly told Yanling, "Hurry up, the baby is so young, I can't escape by myself." !"

Yan Ling had no choice but to be obedient, holding her breath and looking into the depths of the thick smoke.

After a while, Yan Ling came over with a little girl in her arms, she was relieved, and the three of them wanted to go out.

But unexpectedly, the three of them were not the only ones who remained in the temple.

Xia Wanyin and the maid Suqian have not yet escaped.

But it wasn't that they couldn't squeeze out just now, but stayed on purpose, waiting for this opportunity.

No one knew that the fire tonight was not accidental, but man-made.

In the middle of the night last night, Qiu Gui sent a message to Xia Wanyin, saying that there would be an accident in the side hall of Sheng'an Temple tonight, and asked her to play by ear.

So Xia Wanyin waited all night, how could she let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity now?

Yanling hugged Wen Pei, followed by Chu Xue, the three of them moved a few steps, but were blocked in front of them.

Seeing the woman in front of her clearly, Yan Ling said in shock: "Mrs. Xia? Why haven't you gone out yet? The situation is critical, you should go!"

But Xia Wanyin didn't seem to be in a hurry, "I have been waiting for Madam."

Chu Xue vaguely felt that her tone was wrong, and said in confusion: "Wait for me? Now is not the time to talk, let's go..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Xia Wanyin taking a clay pot from Suqian's hand, she opened it and sneered, "I have been waiting for a year, and I'm just waiting for this moment... You guys just stay and enjoy it!"

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the water-like liquid in the clay pot splashed all over Chu Xue, and then the master and servant ran out of the hall first. Before Suqian left, she deliberately tore off a large curtain.

The strong smell of tung oil on her body was pungent, and Chu Xue suddenly understood what Xia Wanyin was going to do. She poured tung oil on herself in the fire to kill herself!

And why did she bring tung oil? Could it be that the fire tonight was premeditated?

While she was trembling with fear, the curtain pulled down by Suqian was already on fire, and the raging fire dragon straddled in front of the three of them, trapping them for life.

The situation was critical, and Yan Ling had skills, so if she rushed out, it would not be impossible, but she still held a child in her arms, and behind her was Chu Xue who had been splashed with tung oil.

Is God going to destroy them today?
The three of them were about to despair, when suddenly they saw a person rushing in from the window, that person was dressed as a court lady, Yan Ling looked familiar, but before he could react, he saw him hugging Chu Xue and yelling at her One sound, "Go!"

Yan Ling nodded, and immediately followed behind him, rushing out of the flames.

(End of this chapter)