0p0 Chapter 1150 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (273)
Chapter 1150 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (273)
Chapter 1150 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (two hundred and seventy-three)
After the moist evening breeze of the summer night blew, heavy rain poured down amid lightning and thunder.
It was raining heavily, and Wei Ying and Qingli sat under the porch watching the rain.
Although they had finished dinner and it was time to wash up and rest, they did not go back to the house for the time being.
In the howling wind and rain, the faint sound of weapons reached Qingli's ears. This weak sound seemed to be just her illusion.
After a while, amidst the sounds of thunder and heavy rain, there were the sounds of bells and drums.
"Husband, listen, is there the sound of bells and drums in the direction of the imperial palace? Is it..." Qingli had just finished speaking when a flash of lightning suddenly brightened the sky and blew down the lanterns on the corridor.
"Be careful."
Wei Ying half-hugged Qingli and dodged. The lantern rolled into the rain. The burning lantern gradually emitted green smoke in the rain and was quickly dealt with by the servants.
The wet nurse came again.
"Madam, the young lady was awakened by the thunder and is crying and looking for you."
The delicate and pretty little girl is oozing with golden beans.
"Mom, hug me, woo woo woo..."
Wei Ying quickly picked up her daughter and patted her back gently. Qingli wiped her daughter's tears with a handkerchief and coaxed her gently:
"Daddy and mommy are here, don't cry, little darling."
With this series of changes, the two of them had long forgotten the question they had just asked.
An hour later, the rain stopped, the wind blew, the grass rustled, and the fragrance of green grass filled the air. The daughter had already fallen asleep, and the nurse took her away to rest.
The couple also prepared to go back to the house.
There was a sound of horse hooves and the door of the Duke's Mansion was knocked.
Wei Ying and Qingli looked at each other, then stood up and went to the front hall.
The visitor was carrying out the order of Concubine Tian to invite Wei Ying into the palace.
The emperor has passed away.
Upon hearing the news, Wei Ying and his wife were shocked. They were even more surprised when they learned that it was the queen and the prince who poisoned the emperor.
"My Lord, please change your clothes quickly and go to the palace. The Imperial Concubine has summoned a group of important officials to discuss government affairs."
When Wei Ying followed the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict into the palace, the rain had stopped. Muddy puddles formed on the palace path, reflecting the dim light of the palace lanterns and the cold armor of the guards on both sides.
Passing through the layers of palace gates, the air was filled not only with the dampness of rain but also with an indescribable aura of solemnity. The emperor's body had been placed in the center of the hall.
Concubine Tian was already wearing plain clothes, her eyes red from crying. Zhao Yu knelt beside the Imperial Master, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion, mixed with a touch of ecstasy. When he looked at Concubine Tian, he was filled with fear and resentment.
Prince Heshun, Prime Minister Song, Wei Ying and others arrived one after another. The six ministers knelt behind Prime Minister Song, crying softly and talking.
Prince Heshun looked at the body of his royal brother and angrily questioned Concubine Tian, refusing to believe that the prince and the queen had killed the emperor.
"All the gentlemen are here." Concubine Tian's voice was trembling with a deliberate effort. Her eyes swept over Wei Ying, Prime Minister Song and others on the steps, and finally fell on the Queen and Crown Prince Zhao Jing.
The two were held down by two guards, their hair disheveled and tears streaked across their faces. "Your Majesty's passing is all thanks to this vicious woman and her son! If they hadn't been so eager to seize power and tampered with Your Majesty's medicine, how could His Majesty have passed away so suddenly?"
The Queen suddenly raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "You're talking nonsense! This palace and the Crown Prince have served His Majesty for many years. How could we ever have second thoughts? It was you, you who have long coveted the imperial power, that framed this palace and the Crown Prince! We didn't poison you!"
"Frame-up?" Concubine Tian sneered, pulling a roll of bright yellow silk from her sleeve and holding it aloft. "Your Majesty has long been aware of their ambitions, but unfortunately, they are so vicious that it's impossible to guard against them. Before his death, he personally wrote the edict of succession, decreeing Prince Zhao Yu of Ren to inherit the throne! This is the proof, who dares to question it?"
Prince Heshun said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, may this prince and Prime Minister Song take a look at this imperial edict?"
Concubine Tian wiped her tears and said, "Of course, everyone, please look, this was written by His Majesty before his death. Although the handwriting is a bit sloppy, it is definitely his own handwriting."
The ministers read the edict over and over again and confirmed that it was indeed written by the emperor himself.