Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 737 The Emperor’s Death 4
Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the queen mother, who was still in good health when she left a year ago, had passed away, and the emperor who had been in a coma had also passed away. She spent the longest time with the queen mother in the palace, The loving old man was never seen again.

Fu Rong was the first to react and immediately pulled Cheng Huan to kneel down. When she went to pull Wang Lan again, she had already collapsed on the ground, her fingers were firmly on the ground, her body trembling like a sieve. The sound of howling like a trapped animal makes people shudder.

There was the sound of wailing and weeping in my ears, and the weeping soared to the sky. This originally peaceful and peaceful summer day was changed because of this earth-shattering news.

Penglai Town, located on the southernmost side of Kunlan Kingdom, got the news that the emperor had already been buried for three days, and the crown prince's enthronement ceremony will be held five days after the emperor's funeral. After the enthronement ceremony, it will still be a national mourning for one year, and all entertainment is prohibited for the common people. For festive activities such as weddings, weddings, and music, plain clothes and white flowers must be worn for mourning, and even the township examination that was supposed to be held in autumn was canceled according to the rules.

The crown prince's enthronement did not bring much hope to the sad citizens. It can be said that since he presided over the government, the lives of the people have been separated from peace and harmony. The increase in taxes and the increase in corrupt officials are even natural disasters. Opportunities that can wreak havoc make ordinary people's lives more difficult.

Thinking of these people crying louder, Cheng Huan and the others were found by Cheng Qian and brought back to the village quietly. They wanted to see a doctor and buy clothes, but they were in no mood. When they returned to the village, there were no people in the alleys of the village. , A filial cloth was hung at the entrance of the village, as if the news had already passed.

In the next few days, it was even quieter. Because of the national mourning just now, there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Even if someone walked by the street occasionally, most of them were downcast and sad.

The government arranged a large number of strong men to do corvee, even a few people went to Hongtu Village. They were mainly responsible for maintaining order during the mourning period. Cheng Jia stood at the door, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, and inspecting the passers-by to see if anyone was happy. , whether someone does not obey the rules, under such circumstances, there will be no benefit at all for the store to be open.

Simply closing the shop temporarily, Cheng Jia returned to Hongtu Village with Wen Jing.

Because Song Fanhua didn't come back immediately, and was thinking about the situation in the capital, Cheng Huan was often lost in thoughts and couldn't rest in peace. In order to avoid suspicion, he simply stopped the classes in the elementary school first, and even the people chatting at the alleys in the village were scattered. up.

The tea field also took a three-day vacation. When Cheng Huan learned that Wang Lan was unwell, he boiled chicken soup early in the morning and sent it over with an earthen pot.

Wang Lan was lying on the kang, because she fainted again yesterday, she had no energy at all, her eyelids were drooping and she had no energy, Cheng Huan helped her drink the chicken soup, and sat quietly beside her to accompany her.

The haze of the emperor's death hangs over everyone's heart. Cheng Huan sighed, and looked at Wang Lan and thought of Princess Luan again. Seeing that Wang Lan closed her eyes and fell asleep, she couldn't help but sigh softly, "I don't know Princess Luan How is it now, will you meet a good person like you!"

After Cheng Huan finished speaking, he saw Wang Lan sleeping motionlessly with his eyes closed, got up and walked outside.

But Wang Lan opened her eyes the moment she lowered the door curtain, and a line of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Cheng Huan walked out of the room and looked up into the distance. When the news of the emperor's death was known to Princess Luan, she didn't know how she was feeling at the moment.

(End of this chapter)