The whole world is waiting for my deposed empress

Under the death knell, there was a cry over the imperial city.

There are also people who go out spontaneously and kneel in the direction of the palace.

Before the fiasco of the Western Expedition, the emperor was still a benevolent monarch who won the hearts of the people.

All of this is due to the fact that he died early, and the country mourned in the previous life, but none of the people shed tears for him, and most of them were cursing.

Ming Feiqing even felt that he was too merciful to save the emperor's reputation.

There was movement of a large-scale march outside the imperial city. Every time the throne changes, there is always such a night of cup bow and snake shadow.

Tian Qing took a cloak and put it on Ming Feiqing's shoulders, and stood at the door with him, watching the troops outside pass by the gate of the East Palace.

"My lord, are you going to start a fight?"

Ming Feiqing glanced at him: "The emperor died suddenly, even if the third prince heard the news and went back to Beijing to seize the throne, it would take three days on the way. I'm afraid that what happened tonight has not reached the border, so how can we fight? "

He originally thought that the emperor could survive for at least two days, but he didn't expect that he would be unable to last tonight, which was a bit unexpected.

Tian Qing seemed to understand, and said happily: "Then when His Highness becomes the emperor, the young master will become the queen? Oh, the young master has finally come to the end of all hardships!"

"Have all the hardships come to an end?"

Ming Feiqing was quite disdainful, "There has never been a precedent for a man to be a queen. If I sit in that position, I will only become a target of public criticism. Besides..."

Besides, Huaijin gave him this post in the previous life, it was like giving him a cold meal.

Lin Ji didn't want cold food.

Huaijin had already taken control of every military hub in the imperial city, so the night of the throne change was harmonious.

At dawn, Huai Ziyu was dressed in filial piety, and justifiably sat on the dragon chair of the Hall of Harmony.

None of the officials in the court dared to disobey, and they all bowed down to the new emperor most solemnly.

Today is not the real enthronement ceremony, and what Huaijin is dealing with after succeeding to the throne is not state affairs, but the national funeral of the late emperor.

He intervened in every detail, and behaved like a benevolent and filial king, with full sincerity and no mistakes.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites was very moved: "Your Majesty ruled the world with filial piety. The late emperor has a spirit in heaven, so he must be very comforted."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites also followed suit.

Huai Ziyu accepted all these compliments.

Prime Minister Lin remained silent, he was waiting, waiting for the first imperial decree.

"Your Majesty, when the Third Prince learned of the death of the late emperor, he wrote a letter requesting to return to Beijing for the funeral." The Minister of the Ministry of War cautiously probed, "Will Your Majesty allow him to return to Beijing?"

The third prince, Huaiqi, was demoted by the old emperor to guard the border, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict.

The "request to submit a letter" mentioned by the Minister of War is actually a very polite statement in the court. The truth is that Huaiqi led troops to make a fuss in the border town, and almost broke through the checkpoint to fight back to the capital. When victory was in sight, he was suppressed by Huaijin's forces.

How the eldest prince and the second prince fell into Huaijin's hands back then, all the officials dare not forget in their hearts.

It is a big joke to talk about brotherly love among the royal family.

But this kind of brothers turning against each other, hating and killing each other, how can we put it on the face of it, Huaijin doesn't want to lose face?

So no matter how fierce the disturbance is, seeing blood should be defined as "a request to write a letter" kindly.

Huai Ziyu naturally said in a friendly manner: "Brother Sanhuang has worked hard on the frontier, and winter is about to begin. I will give him the tiger skin winter clothes that I paid tribute to last autumn when I traveled north, so that my brother will not be blown by the northwest wind."

The implication is that Huaiqi will honestly spend the winter at the border, and don't even think about returning to Beijing.

All the old foxes in the court could hear the implication. Not only did they not allow them to return to Beijing, but they also gave them an out-of-season tiger skin winter coat. The new emperor really hated his brothers.

The ministers sighed in their hearts that they were fratricide, but they still wanted to praise on their faces: "Your Majesty is benevolent."

Huai Ziyu also felt that he was too kind: "What else do you want to play?"

The prime minister finally lost his temper, stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty ascended the throne, is there an imperial edict to be issued?"

Huai Jin glanced at him, her eyes settled: "During the national mourning period, the morale of the army was low, and I deliberately postponed the Western Expedition. After officially enthroned, I will issue this decree."

Prime Minister Lin frowned: "This is not what I said."

"Oh?" Huaijin asked back, "If the prime minister has something to say, you might as well speak up."

Prime Minister Lin looked up at Huaijin: "Didn't the late Emperor tell His Majesty?"

At this point, it was almost time for Huaijin to order Ming Feiqing to be killed.

Huai Ziyu's face was calm, but her heart was tense.

Lin Xiang was the old emperor's confidant, and Lin Xiang knew what the old emperor was thinking.

If the emperor wanted to kill Ming Feiqing not suddenly before his death, but premeditated, it would be bad.

Huai Jin avoided the important and said lightly: "Father told me to be filial to the Empress Dowager and take care of Xiqin Jiangshan. There is no need to make a decree to tell the world, I will keep it in mind."

Lin Xiang's shoulders slumped, he saw something, but he didn't say it clearly.After leaving the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he quietly found the judge in the Imperial Hospital and asked about the symptoms of the emperor before his death.

"Your Majesty died of sudden blood loss. There was no poison or external force." The court judge was one of the few people who had seen the old emperor's death, and he also had close friends with the Lin family.

Prime Minister Lin asked: "Is there really nothing abnormal? Although the Holy Majesty was in a critical state yesterday, you also said that you can keep him alive for two days. Why did he die suddenly?"

The court judge stroked his pale beard, shook his head and said, "I haven't figured this out, but..."

He pondered over it before saying, "However, last night I noticed a faint bruise on His Majesty's neck. This bruise... can be said to be a symptom caused by blood loss, or it may be..."

The court judge looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he lowered his voice and said, "It was pinched out."

"?!!"

Lin Xiang's face turned pale, and the soles of his feet felt a chill.

There was news in the palace that the new emperor was going to attend the funeral for the former emperor.

The national funeral was organized in an orderly manner.

In one day, the whole city of the imperial city was completely destroyed.

Ming Feiqing reluctantly put on filial piety for the old emperor.

He was dressed in plain white, looking untouched by the world, cleaner than freshly fallen snow.

White silk was also hung up and down in the East Palace, and he had to pay enough attention to the scene, so he wasted his mind on these trivial matters.

Except for Xichun, no one knew that the Prince's Mansion was brightly lit last night to celebrate the death of the emperor.

At noon, Mingrui came to the East Palace in a sedan chair, and she trotted to Shanyue Pavilion with her skirt.

When Ming Feiqing saw the younger sister coming, she thought that something happened to her mother.

Mingrui shook her head and said that everything is fine in the inner courtyard, "As soon as the news from the palace came out this morning, many noble sons from the capital came to visit the house, it seems that they have developed a lot of unusual affection with the Ming family."

After all, Huaijin has succeeded to the throne as emperor, and according to common sense, the Ming family will produce a queen every now and then.

Could this group of people go to the mother's house to curry favor with the queen?

Not everyone is qualified to step into the threshold of the Eastern Palace, but the threshold of the Ming family is always open to dignitaries. After Ming Weiren has developed, he can't wait to engrave the words "Come and curry favor with me" on his face.

Ming Feiqing knew about these bad roots in the family early on. In his previous life, he still wanted to persuade him, but now he doesn't want to care about them, as long as his mother is well.

Mingrui is a rare sober: "My brother even raised his tail to the sky, and he has already swayed in the Privy Council under the name of uncle. He was on duty in the Privy Council and made many small mistakes. I didn't pursue it for my face, but I didn't expect that he didn't know how to restrain himself, and made more publicity, if this continues, won't it hurt your reputation, big brother?"

Ming Feiqing raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Mingrui's goal was this.

Aunt Ding is not a good person, but she gave birth to a good child like Mingrui.

Ming Feiqing didn't directly drive Aunt Ding out of the Ming family that day, one was because of her mother's reputation, she was afraid that outsiders would criticize her for treating her concubine room harshly, and the other was because of Mingrui's face, she was merciful.

He said to Mingrui: "You don't have to worry about me being implicated. As for Mingyang, the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change. Xiaorui, if there are any changes in the family in the future, you must remember to protect yourself first. Don't let your mother and your second brother be dragged down." you."

"Brother, you..."

Before Mingrui finished speaking, the butler of the mansion rushed in first: "Young Master! Young Master!! The Prime Minister suddenly surrounded the East Palace with troops and said that he wanted to arrest you!"

Mingrui panicked when she heard this posture, Ming Feiqing pressed her on the chair, and told Xichun who came in: "Take care of her, don't come out if you have nothing to do."

Xichun was worried, but still took orders to stay with Mingrui in the inner courtyard.

At the same time, the hidden guards inside and outside the East Palace also appeared from various hidden corners.

When Ming Feiqing was walking towards the door, he saw nimble figures continuously pouring out from the rockery by the wall. These people showed up with only one purpose - to protect the princess.

Ming Feiqing: "...." So how many secret guards did Huaijin hide in the East Palace? !

Now that so many people have been alarmed, it seems that the situation is indeed serious.

He walked to the door and saw that, sure enough, Prime Minister Lin had mobilized an entire army to surround the Prince's Mansion.

As soon as the prime minister saw him coming out, he immediately issued an order to General Li beside him: "Tie up Ming Feiqing, send him to Xingtai, Dali Temple, and behead him immediately!"

General Li is a member of Lin's party, even if the prime minister wants him to arrest the queen-to-be, he dares to do so.

The soldiers stepped forward immediately, and at the same time, the guards of the Eastern Palace also stood in front of Ming Feiqing.

At the foot of the imperial city, the two sides confronted each other with real guns and swords.

"I see who dares to be presumptuous in the East Palace."

The cold blade of the spear was right in front of Ming Feiqing's eyes, but he was not afraid at all, instead he met Xiang Lin's gaze: "You have no right to life or death in front of me."

Prime Minister: "Just because you murdered the late emperor, everyone in Xiqin got it and punished him!"

"Murder?" Ming Feiqing sneered, "What evidence do you have?"

"No evidence is needed! Even if the new emperor comes today, he won't be able to keep you!"

Prime Minister Lin made it clear that he wanted to put Ming Feiqing to death, and he was impatient.

Hearing his words, the army will attack immediately. The guards of the Eastern Palace are all capable men who have retreated from the battlefield. How can they be defeated?

Just when the two sides were about to fight in the street, Huai Jin came galloping on horseback.

He came in a hurry, his hair was messed up by the wind, and he didn't have the demeanor of a king at all, but he spoke with the majesty of an emperor: "Mr. Lin is so courageous, dare to decide the queen's life or death?!"

Prime Minister Lin said respectfully, "Your Majesty, how dare the old minister decide Ming Feiqing's life and death easily? It's not me who decides his life and death, but the late emperor!!"

He spread out a scroll of imperial decree, which was written by the late emperor himself!

The five words "Put Ming Feiqing to death" even fell under the blood-red seal of Yuxi.

Huaijin took the imperial decree and looked at it carefully, and there was no fraud.

Ever since he knew that his father wanted to kill Ming Feiqing early in the morning, he was afraid that there would be such a will—a will that had already been made public!

He guessed it, but didn't think of a countermeasure.

He could snuff out the first death-giving imperial decree, but there was nothing he could do with the last decree.

This is a dead end.

Before the emperor died, he left him such a dead end.

Either Ming Feiqing died, or he was ruined for disobeying the will on the first day of his succession, and the throne was also unstable.

The prime minister pressed on step by step: "Your Majesty governs the country with benevolence and filial piety, and the bones of the late emperor are not yet cold. Do you want to disobey his last wish?"

Huaijin grasped the imperial decree tightly and looked at Ming Feiqing.

Ming Feiqing had no expectations for him, and even guessed how Huaijin would choose.

"There is no killing during the national mourning period. There is a decree, Ming Feiqing..."

Huai Ziyu made a difficult decision and said: "Put Ming Feiqing in the cold palace and wait for her punishment."

Ming Feiqing smiled in relief, he knew a long time ago that in Huaijin's eyes, only the throne was in sight.

In his previous life, he thought that he was more important than the throne.

Don't commit such stupidity in this life.

Huai Ziyu just sacrificed him habitually.

He should get used to it too.