At the end of winter, Beijing is still cold, the whistling north wind wraps up the yellow sand, the eunuchs and palace maids are wearing thick cotton clothes, and in the palace of nourishing the heart, the raging charcoal fire brings spring-like warmth, Xianfeng half lies on the dragon couch, his eyes are slightly narrowed, at first glance, it seems to be a spring sleepy, but if he looks closely, his cheeks are thin, his face is pale, and he looks like he can't afford to be sick.

"Your Majesty, let's drink a bowl of porridge." Lan'er brought a bowl of white fungus lotus seed porridge and walked over.

Xianfeng is also pitiful, Wang Feng feasted the generals of the Xianghuai army in Suzhou, more than 100 people sat at more than a dozen tables, and the atmosphere was warm, and Xianfeng's body could not bear the big fish and meat, so he could only replace it with gruel for lunch.

"Your Majesty, the concubine will help you sit up first." After Lan'er carefully picked up Xianfeng, she scooped up a small spoon and blew it, and then handed it to Xianfeng's mouth.

Xianfeng swallowed slowly, Lan'er had to feed again, and Xianfeng had already pushed her hand away.

"Your Majesty, drink more, only after eating, your body can get better." Lan'er's eyes turned red and persuaded softly.

"Hey~~" Xianfeng sighed and said quietly: "I don't have an appetite, by the way, how is the war in the south?" Can there be a letter from the Military Aircraft Department? ”

"This" Lan'er's expression froze, Beijing attached great importance to this battle, but the result was frustrating again and again, such as the total destruction of the Russians, the fall of Jingxiang, the ambush of the Anglo-Dutch fleet, every news was a blow to Xianfeng, and his body deteriorated.

The latest news is the loss of Huaixi, this news, whether it is Yixun or Lan'er, dare not tell Xianfeng directly, because the loss of Huaixi means that the Huaibei battlefield is under siege by the Democratic Alliance Army. It was extremely dangerous, and they were worried that Xianfeng would not be able to support it.

Thinking of a bleaker future. Lan'er was also confused, but then forced a smile: "It's okay." The monk and Lord Li and Lord Zeng are organizing a counterattack, I am afraid that it will be a few days, and the concubines believe that there will be good news soon. ”

"Huh?" Xianfeng's eyes showed a suspicious look, and after thinking about it, he said: "What about the excerpt from the Military Aircraft Department, I haven't seen it for a few days, and the sixth person handed it in. ”

How dare Lan'er let Xianfeng look at the excerpts, holding the idea of delaying for a while, she hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, drink the porridge first." The cold hurts the stomach. ”

Xianfeng didn't think about it for a while, so he nodded, but at this time, An Dehai leaned outside and called: "Your Majesty, Prince Gong, Monk Wang Ye and Prince Yi ask to meet." ”

Monk Gelinqin and Zaiyuan are sitting in Jinan, and they are back in Beijing today, is it a big break of short hair? A hint of brilliance appeared in Xianfeng's eyes, and he immediately shouted: "Hurry up!" ”

Lan'er also had a great hope, because the news of the retreat of the whole army had not yet been returned. She looked out of the house with burning eyes, and even forgot to feed Xianfeng porridge.

Soon, the three of them entered the hall and knelt down to salute: "The slave knocks on the emperor." Long live the emperor, long live, long live! ”

"Get up and speak! Come on, sit down! Xianfeng reluctantly waved his hand.

Unexpectedly, the three fell to their knees. The head is still lowered, and he looks very weak. Even if An Dehai brought a few eunuchs to the brocade stool, he still knelt.

"What's going on?" Xianfeng had a premonition. This is not the appearance of winning a battle and returning triumphantly, and his face has become not very good-looking.

"Slaves are guilty!" Monk Lingqin and Zaiyuan looked at each other, gritted their teeth and said: "Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang led more than 100,000 troops to surrender to Shorthair, and the slaves had to abandon Jinan and retreat to Hebei with their troops in order to avoid being attacked on their backs."

Monk Greenqin put all the blame on Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang's heads, but with a snort, Xianfeng didn't finish listening, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes closed, and he fell straight down.

"Ah~~ Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Imperial Doctor, come to Imperial Doctor," Lan'er screamed loudly in fright, and grabbed Xianfeng, Yixun, Zaiyuan, and Monk Greenqin were also scattered, moved their knees, and knelt at the head of the bed and cried, and the room was in chaos.

Because Xianfeng is not in good health, so there is a special doctor stationed in the dental room, hearing the call, three steps and two steps rushed in, and it is to diagnose the pulse, and to open the mouth, and keep pinching people, after a while, Xianfeng woke up faintly, but his eyes were more unfocused, his lips moved, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't say anything, obviously weak and didn't even have the strength to speak.

An Dehai and other eunuchs wiped their tears and wiped the blood stains on the corners of Xianfeng's mouth, the imperial doctor was discussing how to prescribe medicine, Lan'er stood in a daze, Xianfeng looked like this, everyone can see that it is almost gone, he is young and has to be widowed, there is an indescribable sadness in his heart, and the more cruel reality is that the Qing Dynasty can last for a few days? The harsh state affairs will be pressed on the young son who is only five years old, and he can't help but become more and more irritated.

At this time, Lan'er wanted to have a seizure, but she could only resist this impulse, and gave Yixun, Zaiyuan and Monk Greenqin a look and said, "You three come out with me." ”

"Wow!" The three of them knew that they had fallen into a monstrous disaster, and obediently followed Lan'er to the side hall.

Sure enough, as soon as she stood still, Lan'er said with a cold face: "The good things you have done, if the emperor has three long and two short, who can afford it?" ”

"The slave is guilty, please punish the master!"

For Lan'er's questioning, Yixun knelt down in the hall without hesitation, and Monk Greenqin was ashamed and knelt down, and Zaiyuan was a little repulsed, after all, Lan'er was just a concubine, so he scolded a prince and was suspected of arrogating in politics, but he saw that both of them knelt, so he had to reluctantly kneel down and admit his mistake.

"That's it, that's it, you are also worried about state affairs, this palace doesn't care, come, get up!" Lan'er raised her hand slightly.

"Thank you, master." The three men thanked and stood up.

Lan'er seemed to glance at Zaiyuan inadvertently, and said: "You have also seen the emperor's body and bones, and now that the country is in danger, we can only rely on your help to tide over the difficulties together, I don't know what good strategy the three of them have?" ”

Yixin and the others knew that what Lan'er was asking was not Xianfeng's posthumous affairs, after all, if she asked it, not only would she risk arrogance and disrespect, but it would also give people a bad feeling of being ugly.

What's more, if Xianfeng really can't do it, there is no need to worry about what happens after death, because Xianfeng only gave birth to a son with Lan'er, and there is no trouble for the sons to take the heir, Lan'er, as the biological mother, is naturally ranked as the queen mother, but she is not the main palace, so the main palace will also be ranked as the queen mother, once there are two queen mothers, which have an ancestral system to follow.

Yixun looked at Zaiyuan and Monk Greenqin, and said in a deep voice: "Since I entered the customs in the Qing Dynasty, I have never been in such a critical situation in two hundred years, and at present, rumors are spreading in Beijing, and people are panicking, and the slaves think that first of all, we should use drastic means to maintain order in the capital, and kill a group of people to see who dares to spread rumors again, and secondly, to immediately ask for help from foreigners.

The slave thought that Wang Ye could take charge of the security of the capital, and the slave quickly summoned the ministers of Britain, France and the United States to discuss the results and then report them to the master. ”

"Hmm~~" Lan'er could only think about it, nodded and said, "Go, everything is important to state affairs." ”

"Wow!" The three of them fought thousands and retreated. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the tip of Pailong Bay and the baby panda ~~~~