Phoenix Hairpin - Chapter 679

[Chapter 679 Death Knell (2)]

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When Concubine Qin heard the sound of the death knell, her whole body trembled and she knelt to the ground, tears pouring out.

She has no deep affection for her cousin Li Yuan.

Marrying into the Li family back then was the best choice in desperation.

Over the years, she has been careful, relying on the Queen Mother Zhao, and she has lived a good life.

Of course, she had the idea of taking the storage seat for her son.

However, Empress Dowager Zhao did not have such a meaning, and Puyang Hou did not firmly support the Fourth Prince.

Her heart gradually faded.

I only hope that my son will be able to find a rich vassal land in the future and go to the vassal region, and live a safe and prosperous life.

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The palace changed again and again, and she was locked in the palace, unable to leave the palace gate for half a step.

The news from the outside world, occasionally spread a little bit into the ears, is simply chilling.

At this moment, all the guesses came true.

Emperor Yongjia is dead!

Da Wei’s bed is falling, the sky in the palace is falling, and so is hers!

Concubine Qin beat her chest hard, crying so hard.

The palace servants around them also knelt on the ground one after another, and their cries resounded through the bedroom.

In Fanghua Palace, Wang Jieyu hugged the little princess tightly, tears pouring down like rain.

The little princess grabbed Wang Jieyu’s clothes with both hands, and cried out of breath: “Mother, why does the death knell ring? Is the father dead?”

The little princess Kaimeng has been studying for more than a year. She has studied ritual and music, and knows that only the death knell of the emperor will ring eighty-one.

She had deliberately counted it just now, and it happened to be eighty-one.

Wang Jieyu’s tears kept dripping on the little princess’ hair, and her voice choked: “Yes, your father has left. In the future, we will be left with mother and daughter.”

Over the years, she has been willing to be a pawn in Queen Qiao’s hands, and has always maintained a good relationship with Donggong.

She has no son, only a little princess under her knees.

After the crown prince ascends the throne, he will never be able to tolerate a younger sister.

The concubine Lu Mingyu’s heart will not embarrass their mother and daughter.

After that, she took her daughter and lived slowly in the lonely deep palace.

In the Wenhua Hall, there is also a crazy Empress Dowager Zhao.

Empress Dowager Zhao lost her mind by the death of Emperor Yongjia, crying and laughing every day, sometimes muttering to herself, sometimes shouting loudly.

In order to reassure people, Queen Qiao had to order that the Queen Mother Zhao should be kept in the Wenhua Palace.

There are more than a dozen palace people guarding it every day.

Lest the news of the Empress Dowager Zhao’s madness spread out and cause unrest in the hearts of the people.

The Queen Mother Zhao, who had been delirious, suddenly became quiet the moment she heard the bell.

After the bell rang, the Queen Mother Zhao stared blankly at the palace servants who were kneeling and crying, and asked the people around her blankly: “Why are you kneeling and crying?”

What responded to her was a wailing sound.

The Empress Dowager Zhao said to herself: “Okay, why are you crying. This bell sounds really nice. The Ai family has never heard such a sound before. Hahaha!”

After speaking, Empress Dowager Zhao laughed again: “Ayuan, Ayuan. Come, go and call the emperor, and say that the Aijia will listen to the bell with the emperor. The emperor is the most filial to the Aijia, knowing that the Aijia misses him , he will definitely come.”

“Why are you crying? Hurry up and call the emperor! Hurry up!”

Soon, Empress Dowager Zhao shouted frantically again.

The palace people, who were kneeling and weeping, didn’t care about crying anymore, and hurriedly got up and surrounded the Queen Mother Zhao.

In order to prevent the Queen Mother Zhao from rushing out excitedly.

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The heavy and long bells spread from the tallest bell tower in the palace to every part of the capital.

The people knelt down and cried.

The Great Wei Emperor has died!

Fortunately, His Royal Highness has returned to Beijing.

Although it is sad and sad now, there is still a sense of confidence in it.

His Royal Highness, the Prince of Great Wei, was famous for his virtuous reputation, cherishing the people and treating officials kindly.

The Crown Princess is even more famous, and she can set the world as soon as she makes a move.

Soon, His Royal Highness will be enthroned as the new emperor.

The Crown Princess Empress will become the new Queen of Wei.

Thinking of this, the people felt at ease in their hearts.

Hundreds of officials in the capital, hearing the death knell,

One by one, they changed into mourning clothes and entered the palace to guard the spirits and kneel.

In fact, they all knew about the death of Emperor Yongjia.

It’s time to cry a few times before.

Today, His Royal Highness the Prince returned to Beijing and sounded the death knell for Emperor Yongjia.

The unsettled hearts of the civil and military officials were completely settled.

The rebellion of the Marquis of Guangping has been quelled.

There was no chaos in Dawei, and it could continue well.

After the funeral, His Royal Highness should be enthroned as the new emperor.

The officials entered the palace gate in mourning clothes, and then entered the Wenhua Hall.

The mourning hall is located in the Wenhua Hall.

The body of Emperor Yongjia was placed in an ice coffin.

All the ministers knelt down and kowtowed one by one, crying bitterly.

Prince Li Jing also put on filial attire and knelt in front of the coffin.

His injuries have not healed, his body is weak, his face is pale, and his eyes are red.

There is no need to pretend, it is also full of grief.

Queen Qiao also knelt in front of the coffin and wept.

However, Empress Dowager Zhao and the concubines in the harem have not been seen for the time being.

Luo Shangshu knelt down beside the Crown Prince and said in a low voice, “Your Highness is sad and grief-stricken, and I feel the same way. However, please take care of your health, Your Highness.”

“According to the rules, on the day of the 7749th day of cessation, and the day of UU reading www.sonicmtl.com’s burial, His Highness must personally help the coffin to be buried in the Emperor’s Mausoleum. This is all a matter of physical exertion. His Highness is still injured. It’s not easy to kneel with a wounded spirit. Don’t be too sad and hurt your vitality.”

Li Jing pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly.

Luo Shangshu whispered again: “The harem should have an inner mourning hall, and all the concubines and concubines should also kneel, and they should enter the palace to kneel for the emperor.”

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Li Jing nodded again.

Queen Qiao wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said softly, “The prince will stay here to keep the spirit, and the matter of setting up an inner mourning hall will be handled by this palace.”

The inner mourning hall is located in the Jiaofang Hall, hung with white cloth, and the clothes of Emperor Yongjia are placed in the coffin.

In just half an hour, the inner mourning hall was properly arranged.

The gates of the originally sealed palaces were opened one after another.

The concubines and concubines in the harem wore filial attire, covered their eyes with white handkerchiefs, and wept all the way into the Jiaofang Hall.

Compared with the courtiers, the cries of the concubines in the harem were even more sad.

For the courtiers, when Emperor Yongjia dies, the dragon chair will be replaced by the prince, and he will kneel and worship the new emperor.

The concubines, however, lost their common husband and lost their support.

In the future, the fate that awaits them is to be widowed in the palace, to live a long life, to die of old age.

Queen Joe kneels first.

Listening to the heart-wrenching cry behind her, and thinking of the dead Yongjia Emperor, Empress Qiao’s eyes flashed with water.

However, the most intense emotions have passed, and Queen Qiao did not cry.

It was getting dark quickly.

The concubines cried all afternoon and were tired.

The crying gradually stopped.

A figure stumbled into the mourning hall and knelt down in front of the coffin.

The distance was too close, and when he knelt down, his forehead hit the coffin, and his forehead was red.

[End of this Chapter]