farm concubine

Chapter 224 The Emperor Dies
Time flies like an arrow, time flies, and it has been three years since Ouyang Yuanhao brought Li Wanqing to settle in Guizhou Mansion.

Lianjiang County, which was severely affected by the disaster, resumed production, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and the economy is more developed than before the disaster.

Under Li Wanqing's advice and Ouyang Yuanhao's vigorous development, Guizhou Prefecture's economy has doubled compared to three years ago, and the characteristic industries of the three counties have developed. Meals and worries, the tax money that the Guizhou government has turned over to the treasury in the past three years ranks first in the Jokhang Kingdom.

Prefects from all over the world came to ask Ouyang Yuanhao for advice one after another. Ouyang Yuanhao didn't say anything, but just took the officials who came to ask for advice to participate in their special industries, and then those officials who came to ask for advice didn't ask anything, and bought laurel Go back with a bunch of specialties from the state capital.

Li Wanqing laughed every time he saw those officials asking for advice leave with a bunch of special products. These so-called officials, if they have time to ask for advice, they might as well be more considerate of the people.

In the past three years, the county magistrates of the three counties in Guizhou Prefecture have all been promoted to varying degrees, because Ouyang Yuanhao created their promotion opportunities for them, and they all went to Prince Jing's Mansion to express their gratitude before leaving.

The new county magistrate came to pay a visit to Ouyang Yuanhao when he took office because of his superiors. He said that he would cooperate with Ouyang Yuanhao and vigorously develop Guizhou Prefecture so that the people here can live a good life.

In the late spring afternoon, the sun was shining and the wind was breezy. Li Wanqing and her two-year-old daughter were playing ball in the garden of Prince Jing's Mansion in Guizhou.

"Lele, quickly throw it to your mother." Li Wanqing and her daughter Lele stood facing each other, with a distance of two meters between them. The two-year-old Lele was struggling to hold a black ball.

Li Wanqing, who was standing opposite her, smiled and waved to her, asking her to throw the ball over.

"Hey!" Lele threw the ball towards Li Wanqing with difficulty, but unfortunately she was too small and lacked strength, so she could only throw the ball halfway.

"Lele is great." Although Lele didn't throw it very far, Li Wanqing still praised her daughter without hesitation.

After being praised by her mother, Lele giggled and said, "Mother throws it, ball."

"Okay, mother is going to throw it over, Lele has to catch Luo." Walking over to pick up the ball, Li Wanqing returned to her original position and said to her daughter with a loud smile.

Lele didn't answer either, she kept raising her chubby little hands, and her small mouth kept yelling: "Mother, throw it, ball."

Li Wanqing was about to throw the ball, but when she saw the little man who kept yelling for her to throw the ball, he whispered, "Daddy, hug me." However, her target was not her mother, but her father Ouyang Yuanhao who was walking towards their mother and daughter from the door.

Seeing his daughter's innocent smile, the haze in Ouyang Yuanhao's heart was swept away, he squatted down on the spot, opened his hands and waited for his daughter to rush into his arms.

Seeing that the little man had shifted his target, Li Wanqing smiled lovingly, handed the ball to Fei Cui, and she also walked towards the father and daughter.

"So early today?" It was not long after noon.

"Mmm." Although Ouyang Yuanhao's mood has improved a lot, Li Wanqing still noticed the sadness in his eyes, and she couldn't ask because of her daughter.

The family of three played for a while, and Li Wanqing felt the man around him getting more and more depressed, so she coaxed her daughter and Fei Cui to leave.

"What's wrong?" Li Wanqing asked worriedly, it was the first time she saw such a heavy expression on Ouyang Yuanhao's face.

"Father, he" was only three words, Ouyang Yuanhao's eyes turned red, and Jun's face was full of forbearance.

Seeing Ouyang Yuanhao's expression, Li Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition, she held onto Ouyang Yuanhao's big hand tightly and asked, "What's wrong with Father?"

"Father, he passed away—" Ouyang Yuanhao spat out these five words with difficulty, then lowered his head, Li Wanqing felt warm liquid flowing over his hands.

Li Wanqing didn't know how to comfort him. She and Ouyang Yuanhao had been married for three years, and she had only met the emperor twice. In her memory, the emperor was only about 50 years old. There was no news of the emperor's serious illness in the past three years. Why did he pass away suddenly? What?
Since the flood in Lianjiang County two years ago, the court did not allocate funds, but let them find their own way. Ouyang Yuanhao never went to Beijing again. She knew he was complaining, and he blamed the people in Guizhou Prefecture. The emperor's people, how could the emperor have the heart to disregard the lives of the people on this side, Ouyang Yuanhao is also his son, how could he bear to see his own son in trouble and not lend a helping hand?

After Ouyang Yuanhao gradually calmed down, Li Wanqing asked, "When did it happen?" The emperor passed away. As children, they must go to Beijing for the funeral. No matter how much resentment children have towards their parents, this last journey , must be sent.

"Last night, the letter was urgent at [-] miles."

"Are we going to Beijing today?"

"Tomorrow." Ouyang Yuanhao closed his eyes in pain and said.

"Okay." Li Wanqing stood up and gently hugged him in his arms, giving him support.

An hour later, Ouyang Yuanhao regained his composure, and came to the hall with Li Wanqing, gathered all the servants in the mansion together, told about the emperor's death, and also said that they would go to Beijing for the funeral tomorrow morning, accompanied only by Jade, Pearl, Wang An, and the rest stayed at Prince Jing's mansion.

That afternoon, white silk cloth was hung from the inside to the outside of Prince Jing's mansion to express their deep condolences to the emperor. Each servant tied a white cotton belt around his waist.

The news of the emperor's death was announced by the local governments. Not long after Prince Jing's mansion was hung with white silk ribbons, the shops on both sides of the street were also hung with white lanterns, and there was a curfew at night.

The next day, at dawn, six carriages slowly drove away in front of the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion.

This time when they entered Beijing, Ouyang Yuanhao and the others didn't have time to inform Li Rulin and the others, they left in a hurry.

In order to catch up with the emperor's funeral, he didn't rest all the way. If he could reach the town, he would stay in an inn. If he couldn't, he would sleep in the wild. less noisy.

The original six-day journey took them only three days to reach the gate of the capital.

Pulling the saluting carriage, they went straight back to Prince Jing's mansion, while Fei Cui and Pearl entered the palace for the funeral together with Ouyang Yuanhao and the others. Wang An was not allowed to enter the palace because he was male and knew martial arts, so he had to wait outside the palace gate.

When Li Wanqing was supported by Ouyang Yuanhao to get off the carriage, Jiang Junyao also just got off from Jiangfu's carriage. When he stood still and saw the familiar face standing beside Ouyang Yuanhao, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)