Xiao Yi's brows moved, and he asked hesitantly, "He's just a dead soldier?" ”

"Yes, by the way, I didn't grasp my strength just now, and I accidentally strangled him to death, Master Li, you let the body be disposed of."

After Zhou Tong finished speaking, Li Guanzhong and Xiao Yi looked at each other, and they both saw questions in each other's eyes, and the two of them wanted to ask her, was the emperor really killed by Lan Jun and Qiuqiu? It's really not you? So what did you come to the palace for? Are you sure that the emperor will die? Fools can see that the origin of this Qiuqiu is not simple, you accidentally strangled him to death?

No matter how you look at it, Zhou Tong doesn't look like a reckless girl.

But the two didn't ask in the end, Xiao Yi sneered: "Your people came just now, I saw them, and I took the things." ”

"Well, okay, that's your official business, and it has nothing to do with me", Zhou Tong yawned and said to Li Guanzhong a little embarrassedly: "Master Li, can you find me a quiet place and let me take a nap?" ”

The movement before dawn had already alarmed every household in the capital. However, he did not receive the will of the palace, and those who should go to the court will still go to the court, those who should go to the government will still go to the court, and those who should go to school will still go to school.

The purchasers of large families and their own old men went out on their own feet, and they wanted to grab the filial piety cloth before the shop opened!

If you go late, I'm afraid you won't be able to grab it, and secondly, this filial piety cloth will also rise.

The wives and wives who are in charge of the house, at this time, they are talking about the arrival of Dingguo Gong, the Xiao family has prepared one or two cars of white filial piety cloth early, but they have not seen their family for a long time, and now it is okay, whether Xiao Changdun is dead or not, the white filial piety cloth stored in their family is not used on their own heads.

It doesn't matter if you are a grandfather or an ordinary person, you can't rush to the emperor for a funeral.

The civil and military officials were uneasy, and now the King of Qin had entered Beizhili, but the emperor died at this time.

If the emperor was as old as Emperor Taizu, or as sick as the first prince, they would not feel sudden. But Emperor Chongwen is only in his early twenties, although he is not strong, but he is also disease-free, unless he can't think of committing suicide, how can he say that he will die.

After experiencing the violent death of the Empress Dowager, the first thing that the civil and military officials thought of was that the emperor died unexpectedly, and eight or nine times out of ten he was assassinated by assassins like the Empress Dowager.

Walking on the street, through the slightly raised sedan curtain, they saw the Jingwei on the street with three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and they were even more sure that the emperor had been assassinated.

Originally, there were three factions in the court, one faction was headed by Xiao Changdun, the Duke of Dingguo, the other faction was headed by Mao Yuanjiu, the first assistant, and a few, those Qingliu or Yanguan who remained neutral.

Since Xiao Changdun said he was sick and the gate of the Guogong Mansion was closed, those people in the Xiao faction were either sick or sick, and even the daily court meeting was three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, and they came if they wanted to, and they didn't come if they didn't want to come.

It's all here today.

Because before dawn, someone handed over a message at the door of each of their houses, and the prince asked them to go to court today.

Mao Yuanjiu's faction arrived early, although no one came to their house to deliver the message, but since Xiao Changdun suffered a stroke, Xiao Changdun's people don't know where they have gone, and those who remain neutral have simply become dumb, and this court has become a hall of words for their faction.

Not only today, but before that, they came to the court every day, and they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Mao Yuanjiu, as the first assistant of the current dynasty, also came very early, but today, the members of the civil and military palace waited for a long time, and they did not see Mao Shoufu.

After waiting for another half an hour, I heard the eunuchs singing: "Go to court!" ”

Above the court, Xiao Yi, the prince of Dingguo, who had not appeared for a long time, was actually there, and standing in front of Xiao Yi was Li Guanzhong, Marquis of Anchang, and Xu Qiao, the commander of the Jingwei Division.

Several Pavilion elders also arrived, perhaps because they were old, and they all looked tired, and Li Ge was carried in by someone.

Today is not the Shuowang Dynasty, except for the imperial envoys of the Imperial Procuratorate, all of them are officials of the third rank or above.

Those who can achieve the three products are human spirits. Since he could guess that the emperor died unexpectedly, he also inquired about who entered the palace last night.

Now it seems that among the few people who entered the palace last night, the most spiritual one is the Zongren Order.

Zongrenling's face was full of red light, and his face was full of energy, and those who didn't know thought that the royal family was going to do a happy event.

The people of Mao Yuanjiu's faction whispered, why didn't they see Mao Shoufu? Shouldn't such an important court meeting be presided over by Mao Shoufu?

At this moment, the eunuch's sharp voice sounded: "Mao Shoufu has arrived!" ”

The two attendants walked in carrying a soft chair, and Mao Yuanjiu leaned on the soft chair, looking like he was ten years old, and there was a wound around his neck.

Could it be that he was injured by an assassin in order to save the driver?

Mao Shoufu is really loyal!

"Shousuke-sama!"

"Shousuke-sama, what's wrong with you?"

Mao Yuanjiu waved his hand at his protégés, signaling them not to ask more.

Seeing that Mao Yuanjiu was about to get up and stand up, Zongren Ling hurriedly said: "Mao Shoufu is not in good health, just on the chair, anyway, there is no ...... here today We are all ministers, so don't be so particular. ”

Several protégés rushed over, but it was not good to gather around Mao Yuanjiu, so they had to squeeze me, I squeeze you, and stand behind the soft chair.

Zongren Ling raised his chin, looked at the civil and military officials standing solemnly, and said to Mao Yuanjiu: "Mao Shoufu, look at ......."

Mao Yuanjiu's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything, he waved his hand and motioned to the sect to order.

Zongren Ling sighed, the spirit on his face disappeared in an instant, his eyes turned red, and a pair of small eyes sparkled.

The eunuch presented the edict with both hands, and the sect made his voice tremble, infinitely sad.

“…… The emperor is in a great line, returning to the five elements, the mountains and tombs collapse suddenly, and the four seas should cry ......"

Before the words of the sect fell, there was a cry in the court, and the civil and military officials knelt on the ground and cried.

Minister Zhang howled while touching Minister Wang beside him with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "There is no edict. ”

Minister Wang is also muttering, even if the emperor dies violently, the cabinet will rush to make a posthumous edict overnight, what "what I think, the four seas are peaceful" and the like.

Everyone's hearts were in the sky, just before the edict was read out by the Zongren Order, they all thought that this was the edict of Emperor Daxing, but they never expected that the strings of nonsense on that edict were just announcing the death of the emperor and the funeral arrangements.

What about the edict? What about the edict of Emperor Daxing?

Emperor Daxing has no children under his knees, to whom will this throne be passed on?

At this moment, through the full hall of crying, the voice of the Zongren Order sounded again: "Emperor Taizu has left an edict!" ”