Spring goes to the summer solstice, and Yan Hagi in the bitter summer doesn't like to go out more and more, except for occasionally accompanying the eldest princess of Chengyang and the Han family to play cards, just sit in a cool room, shake a fan, drink summer tea, listen to honeysuckle gossip in the capital, or listen to Mr. Storyteller tell a story.

In the afternoon of this day, Yan Hagi took a nap, and the water chestnut was boiled and the sugar water was sent in, "Madam, it's Sydney white fungus ginger soup, soaked in well water, and drank it to moisten the lungs and clear the heart." ”

"I'm getting more and more careful." Yan Hagi smiled, she woke up in the morning with a little dry cough.

"I've been following Madame for so many years, if I don't have this bit of vision, Madame should be disappointed, and the slave doesn't deserve to stay with Madame." She smiled, took the fan in the hand of the little maid next to her, and shook it unhappily.

"Slow down, look at the threshold, don't spill the ice." The voice of Dafeng's family came from outside, she was leading the rough mother-in-law to move the ice basin into the house, the weather was too hot, and the ice basin in the corner melted into water in less than an hour.

"Fortunately, Laba hid enough ice cubes last year, otherwise there would not be enough for this summer." Camelina sighed.

"Thanks to Jun'er." Yan Hagi remembered that Jun'er didn't know why last year, and suddenly flipped through the hexagram book to read, and seemed to have a few hexagrams, and said that there would be a big drought next year, which forced her to save more ice.

"Then Mrs. must be willing to listen to the third young master." She laughed.

The Dafeng family led the maidservant to replace the ice basin, "Madam, is this water still poured into the pond?" ”

"The sun is drying up the water in the pond, so pour it in and keep the fish cool. After pouring water, they went back to the yard and drank a bowl of sour plum soup to cool off. "Yan Hagi is a considerate and good master.

"Mrs. Xie." The Dafeng family's salute.

After they retreated, Honeysuckle walked in sweating profusely, "Madam, I heard that Your Majesty is going to the Temple of Heaven tomorrow to ask for rain. ”

Yan Hagi looked at the white sun outside the window, and swallowed the white fungus in his mouth, "I'm afraid I can't ask for this rain." "There was not a single cloud in the sky.

As Yan Hagi expected, the next day was still a sunny day, and the saint insisted on leading hundreds of civil and military officials to the Temple of Heaven to ask for rain, "Dare to tell the god of the rain master: only the gods are virtuous and contain vitality, the Tao is yin and yang, the hundred grains look up to its anointing, and the three farmers are ......."

Before the sacrificial text was finished, the saint's body was crooked, and he fell, "Your Majesty! ”

"Father!"

"Hooray!"

The saint suddenly fainted, causing chaos in the scene.

After sending the saint to the palace, he immediately summoned the imperial doctor for consultation.

In the hot summer, the palace was also very stuffy, but the imperial doctors were in a cold sweat, their faces were blue, and after checking the pulse, they knelt in front of the queen with a puff. Seeing this, Empress Shen's heart sank, "How is Your Majesty's pulse?" ”

"Back to Niangniang's words, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's veins are as thin as silk, and they come and go." The hospital convicted him of kowtowing, "The ministers are incompetent." ”

Although Empress Shen doesn't know medical skills, she also knows that only seriously ill people will have a thin pulse, "No matter what, you have to let Your Majesty wake up." ”

"Yes." The doctors took a bite.

Empress Shen picked up the handkerchief, pressed the corner of her eyes, and said to the eunuch: "Your Majesty is seriously ill, although it is not appropriate to make noise, but when you are sick, your children should stay by your side to serve the sick, and go and summon the prince, King Su, King Rui, Huaiqing, and Yiqing who are waiting outside the palace." ”

Outside the Qianqing Palace, the two concubines and concubines of the saint, the princess and the princess, and the civil and military officials all stood under the scorching sun; When he saw a eunuch coming out of the palace, the people who were suddenly wilted by the sun were all refreshed.

The eunuch stood on the steps, "The queen mother's mouth, His Royal Highness Prince Xuan, His Royal Highness King Su, His Royal Highness King Rui, Princess Huaiqing, and Princess Yiqing are sick." ”

The prince led his younger siblings in, the two concubines and concubines were unwilling, but they were helpless, not to mention that the saint was unconscious and couldn't be the master, even when the saint was awake, he was also more partial to the queen, they wanted to make trouble but didn't dare to make trouble, so they could only continue to be exposed to the sun.

Entering the palace, Empress Shen directly told her children, "Your Majesty's condition is very critical this time, and your pulse is weak, so you all stay in the palace and serve well." "Lest you not see your majesty for the last time.

What does the weak pulse mean, the prince and the others knew it in their hearts, and their faces changed.

Half an hour later, the saint woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his wife and children around him, struggling to sit up, but they couldn't do it, and their whole bodies couldn't move. The Holy God knows that the end is approaching, and no matter how much his subjects shout long live, they will not live long live.

The saint closed his eyes, opened them again for a long time, and said with difficulty: "Xuanyang Taifu, Li Taishi, Fang Shoufu, Yan Shaoshi, Six Shangshu, and Jin Jian, the commander of the forbidden army." ”

After saying a word, the saint was out of breath, looking at her husband who was so weak and about to leave, Empress Shen could no longer hold back the grief in her heart, covered her mouth, and wept silently.

"Prince." The Holy One called.

"The son is here." The prince stepped forward and knelt on the foot pedal beside the dragon's bed.

The saint looked at this eldest son who was teaching wholeheartedly, showed a smile of relief, and said weakly: "Prince, Jingguo Jiangshan, I will entrust it to you." ”

"Father." The prince cried out in grief.

"The third can't come back." Shengshang was a little sorry that he had one less son to stay by the bedside before he died.

The prince has nothing to say, King Gong is far away, and he doesn't have the ability to bring people directly over to fulfill his father's last wish.

"Your Majesty, the adults have arrived." The chamberlain reminded.

"Xuan." Shengshang opened his mouth and gasped.

"Your Majesty." A few courtiers did not shout long live, His Majesty was already dying, shouting long live, it was exciting.

"Since I ascended the throne, I have worked hard to govern the country, ascended to the way of heaven, followed the will of the people, and lamented all night, lest I be careless and lose the people, and go against the way of heaven and law. Now that the sea is peaceful, all the people are happy, and I am very happy. After saying these words, the saint panted like a cow, and his vision was already blurred, "You are all important ministers in the court, and you are my ministers, and you will assist the new emperor well in the future." ”

"Obey." Several courtiers answered.

The saint's gaze fell on Empress Shen who was standing beside the bed, at this time Empress Shen no longer had her usual grace and calmness, her eyes were red and swollen, and tears flowed down her face; She's not the queen who doesn't frighten at every turn, she's just a poor survivor who is about to lose her husband.

"Zitong, don't cry, don't ......" Shengshang's eyes lost their last brilliance, closed their eyes, tilted their heads, and stopped moving.

The inner attendant walked up on his knees to probe the snort of the saint, and announced to everyone with a deep sorrow: "Your Majesty, you have died!" ”

And all the people in the temple knelt down, and the cry rang out, and it spread out of the temple.

"Your Majesty!" And all the people outside the temple fell to their knees and wept bitterly.

On June 11, the 21st year of Changning, Jing Xianzong died.

The whole country is in a state of silence, and the subjects are filial piety to the country according to the system.

The country has no monarch for a day, and after the three invitations of the ministers, the crown prince ascended the throne and became the emperor, and once again changed the dynasty; The new emperor did not change the era name for the time being, and planned to continue to use the era name of Changning until the end of the year, and then use the new era name for the new year.

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