Chapter 390: The emperor is dead
Chapter 390 The Emperor Died
The emperor died, and the whole country mourned. When the Yan family army entered the city gate, white lanterns were hung everywhere on the street, and pedestrians were all dressed in plain clothes.
Chu Weiran brought hundreds of officials to greet him at the city gate. All of them wore filial piety outside their court clothes and looked sad.
"Welcome the Regent's return to the dynasty!"
Because it was a national mourning period, even the word 'congratulations' could not be said, so the officials changed their words.
Yan Jinyu dismounted, nodded towards Chu Wei with a solemn expression, "Why did the emperor die suddenly?"
When he left, he left Fang Hai a lot of emergency medicines, enough to support the emperor's body, how could he die so easily after doing so many wrong things?
Yan Jinyu's mood was very complicated, and her face was naturally covered with a layer of frightening frost, which looked extremely terrifying.
The ministers shivered, and let the matter of Dai Xiao, the regent, be forgotten. Now the whole of Dayan is the most powerful, and he has just returned from a victory. Not necessarily yet.
Chu Weiran was very calm, "The emperor had an emergency at night a few days ago, and it was too late when the imperial doctor rushed there. As for Fang Hai, who also followed the emperor, he could be considered loyal."
"Zhuge Ye, Li Mengzhi, follow this king into the palace."
Yan Jinyu's voice just fell when Tang Guo trotted forward and stood beside him. Although she didn't speak, those smart eyes seemed to say, don't try to leave me.
The palace was solemn, white silk was hung everywhere, and even the heavens followed the scene and fell the first snow of the year.
Snowflakes covered the ground into a piece of silvery white, which made the already condensing atmosphere even worse.
Outside the Qianlong Hall, Concubine Fu Gui led the concubines to kneel and cry, with a miserable voice like the call of a female ghost in the stillness of a cold night.
"Didn't the emperor pass away for three days? Could it be that they kneeled here and cried for three days?" Tang Guo couldn't understand.
Li Mengzhi explained on the side: "They are really sad, because according to the custom, those who have no children will be buried, while those with children will be concubine concubines by the new emperor, trapped in this cold palace for a lifetime. It was only by the favor of the emperor that they could gain a firm foothold in the palace, but now there is no hope, and the days in the palace will be difficult in the future, and crying has become their only way to vent."
Tang Guo was sad for these women, but she was helpless, her eyes turned slightly, and fell on Fu Guifei.
Perhaps, this is the only woman in the harem who will not be saddened by the death of the emperor?
"Your Majesty, the Regent has returned to the court." Chu Weiran walked up to Concubine Fu and said.
Concubine Fu got up and wiped away the non-existent tears with a Jinpa. As soon as she turned around, she met a pair of eyes full of chills. Suddenly, a chill rushed to her brain from the soles of her feet, and then gathered in her heart. Trembling, there is an illusion that everything in my mind has been seen through.
"Where are the remains?"
Yan Jinyu asked coldly.
Concubine Fu forced herself to calm down, "At the request of the emperor, he will be sent to the imperial mausoleum on the day of his death, and the rest of the funeral objects will be buried together today."
Yan Jinyu's eyes were dark and she was buried in a hurry. There must be something strange about it, but since he has entered the imperial tomb, even he can't easily break in.
"Prince Regent, according to Dayan's rules, the funeral of the first emperor should be handled by the abbot of the new emperor, you see..." Chu Weiran was a little confused about Yan Jinyu's mind, whether he wanted to proclaim himself emperor, or...
(end of this chapter)