Hard to be a good wife

"Lang Jun, it's not good. There are people in the palace, and they are eager to ask you to enter the palace." He strode into the study, forgetting even the most basic etiquette.

"Did you say anything?"

"Yes, the news just came out that the king fell off his horse while hunting and injured his head."

Tang Yue stood up abruptly, "How did this happen? Is it an accident or something?"

"I don't know about these servants, but the people in the palace are in a hurry. I'm afraid the situation is not very good. Look..."

"Go and get my medicine box, I'll go right away." Tang Yue didn't have time to change clothes, and rushed out of the study to see the eunuch who arrived later.

As soon as he saw him, the old eunuch burst into tears, knelt on the ground and hugged Tang Yue's leg, "Your Highness, you can save the king, now I can only rely on you."

Tang Yue kicked him, frowned and said: "Get up quickly, explain the situation clearly, we will enter the palace right away."

Taking the medicine box with him, Tang Yue hurried out of the gate. The steward at the gate had already prepared the horses, knowing that the situation was urgent, he even saved the carriage.

Tang Yue got on his horse and was about to raise his whip when he remembered something, called He to his side, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear, and then rode to the palace. He hadn't ridden a horse for a long time, and he was impatient He even forgot to be afraid, and when he rushed into the palace, he found that the horse couldn't stop.

"Come help, the horse can't stop." Tang Yue roared, and tried to control the horse by pulling the reins.

A big inner guard rushed over from the front, Tang Yue shouted: "Get out of the way!"

He didn't think he could stop the horse with such an impact.

I saw the opponent landed on his toes, soared into the air, and rushed towards Tang Yue. Tang Yue closed his eyes, and the opponent turned over and sat behind him, holding the rein and lifting the horse's front hooves.

"Call..."

The horse roared and fell sideways to the ground. Before that, the guard grabbed Tang Yue's arm and pulled him off the horse.

Tang Yue sprained his foot, but finally stepped on the land.

"Offended." The waiting guard let go of his arm, knelt on one knee and saluted.

Tang Yue patted his chest, "Please get up quickly, and thank you brother for saving your life."

"This is the duty of a humble job!"

Tang Yue didn't have time to talk to him, and after thanking him, he rushed directly to King Nanjin's bedroom.

There was chaos in the palace, Tang Yue saw a group of people kneeling and crying outside the palace of King Nanjin, and a bad premonition rushed into his heart.

"Quickly, the princess is here!"

The crowd parted, and Tang Yue walked in with a solemn expression. A group of princes and wives were kneeling in the outer room, seeing Tang Yue with different expressions.

Compared with the sad people crying outside, the men and women in this room only hear the cry but see no tears, which is chilling to watch.

But these are the closest relatives of the man inside, what an irony.

Striding past these people, Tang Yue entered the inner room and saw Queen Hu Shi kneeling beside the dragon bed. She was kneeling in a dignified posture, her face was serene, her eyes were a little sad, but more of patience.

"Queen, the princess is here."

Hu turned his head, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and sighed, "You are late."

Tang Yue strode over and looked at the Southern Jin King's complexion, which was blue and red, with sunken eye sockets, and his forehead was covered with a thick bandage, which was still bloody.

He touched the heartbeat and arteries of King Nanjin, and it was true that he was no longer alive, and the dragon robe on his body had also been changed.

"How long has the father held his breath?"

"A quarter of an hour. Physician Wu just withdrew, and he said that it was impossible to save him."

There was nothing unusual about what the queen said, but Tang Yue could hear a trembling sense of fear from it.

Tang Yue untied King Nanjin's gauze, examined his brain, and found that there was a hole in the back of his head, which should be caused by hitting a sharp object.

He didn't know what kind of conspiracy was involved, so he asked the queen with his eyes, and the queen shook her head slightly, wiped the corners of her eyes with a veil, and stood up.

"Notice, Your Majesty, the whole country will be in mourning for three months. The funeral will be presided over by the crown prince. The crown prince has not returned. The state affairs will be handled by Jiuqing and several princes. The enthronement ceremony will be held after the crown prince returns."

The voices were conveyed one after another, and a gloomy atmosphere permeated the entire palace, and the cries resounded throughout the sky, which was very depressing.

Tang Yue didn't expect that the Hu family would let him preside over the funeral. He couldn't do such a big thing, and he didn't want to do it. If there was a slight error, he would be dug out, and the group of wolf-like princes and wives outside were waiting. Take his handle.

"Mother, do you want to send a message to let the prince come back?" Tang Yue never thought that the king of Southern Jin would die suddenly. If this happened, the stability of the court could not be guaranteed.

Without a stable rear, Prince Zhao's presence on the front line would definitely be affected. Tang Yue would rather have Prince Zhao come back than get him into trouble.

"No!" Mrs. Hu shook her head firmly, "There are officials and counselors in this court, so there will be no chaos for a while. As for the harem...with me, Mrs. Hu, let's see who dares to make trouble!"

Tang Yue admired her courage, but she was still worried. The current situation is not optimistic. You must know that the princes are not here, and the princes have different ideas. How much determination is needed to keep things safe.

"Madam Ma...Madam Ma, you can't go in..."

"Go away, Mrs. Ben wants to see the king for the last time..."

"Yes, we want to see the king. How could the king have passed away? When he was sent in just now, he was clearly alive. Why did the princess die after entering?"

"Isn't he a miracle doctor? Didn't he claim to be the living dead? Why didn't he cure him but put him to death? Could it be that he colluded with the queen and murdered the king?"

"Presumptuous!" Hu was furious, "Come here, take down this group of rebellious officials and thieves who are full of nonsense!"

"Mr. Hu, do you dare?"

"Mr. Hu, are you guilty? You killed the king, do you think the crown prince can ascend the throne immediately? You poisonous woman! Return the life of the king, woo... my king!"

"Enough!" Tang Yue scolded, "The crown prince is not in Yecheng, so what good does it do him if the king dies at this time? Do you think everyone's IQ is the same as yours?"

"You...you are a male concubine, do you have a place to speak here?"

"Hey, I am the crown princess who was ordered by the king to marry me. Is the lady questioning the king's decision? Or do you want to go down and ask the king himself if he accepts me as a crown princess?" Tang Yue sneered, for this woman in the inner palace, It is really impossible to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The most poisonous woman's heart, this word is not written for fun, it really makes the hair stand on end when a woman is vicious.

In his spare time, Tang Yue had heard many stories about intrigues in the harem, each of which was much more brutal than TV dramas.

"Don't take them down yet, the king's bones are still cold, what do you want to make such a fuss?"

A group of inner guards rushed in with weapons in hand, pushed away the maids and eunuchs guarding the princes and wives, and took them out one by one.

"What are you doing? You just said that the king's bones are not cold, so you want to drive us widows to death?"

"Now that there is no king in the court, and the crown prince has not returned, this king feels that the most urgent thing is to let the ministers choose a prince to oversee the country, wait for the crown prince to return triumphantly, and then choose a date to ascend the throne. What does the queen think?"

Tang Yue turned his head to look, and saw that it was a young prince, dressed in white and golden crown, with a white face and no beard, his expression was not arrogant, but rather cute.

It's the fifteenth prince. Tang Yue naturally knows him. This is a child who doesn't have much sense of existence. He should have just turned 15 years old. In his impression, he is a well-behaved and obedient child who never shows his head in public.

This is strange, why is he popping up now?

"Besides, this king feels that it is inappropriate for the crown prince to preside over the father's funeral. There has never been such a precedent in the Southern Jin Dynasty. Let the concubine preside over the overall situation. The queen might as well ask the ministers for their opinions. Although the father is gone , but the court ceremony is still there."

His words are clear, neither impassioned nor hysterical, very reasonable.

But no matter how reasonable it is, it is impossible for someone who can stand up and speak now without some thoughts in his heart.

Tang Yue walked up to him and smiled slightly, "Fifth brother, it's been a long time since I saw you, you've grown up so much, it's really gratifying to be able to share my brother's worries."

Tang Yue turned to the queen, and asked in a deliberative tone: "My queen, I also feel that it is not appropriate for me to preside over the funeral. Besides, I have been preparing summer clothes for the front line recently, so I don't have time to spare, but... the queen just suggested The nine ministers and the state officials are all in agreement, state affairs are important, although the princes are qualified to supervise the state, but they lack experience, how about letting the princes learn how to handle government affairs with the ministers first?"

The queen looked at him in surprise. Tang Yue's words sounded like they were for the sake of the princes, not at all like what the princess should say.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that his generosity didn't give up too many benefits. The king's funeral has its own ancestral system, and what to do at what time is predetermined. Presiding over the funeral is just a good name.

As for letting the princes learn how to handle government affairs, as long as the prime ministers and the several princes are still there, what big waves can they make?

"Sure." Mrs. Hu nodded.