Zhang Jingshu was cold, shivering constantly, just looking at the body of the Queen Mother on the bed, she suddenly felt inexplicable fear.

Zhang Jingshu stepped back step by step, wanting to leave here immediately.

"Guifei Niangniang," the female official knelt in front of her, "What about the Empress Dowager's funeral, I still want you to preside over it." ”

The female official said and put the waist card and key in the palm of her hand and presented them to Zhang Jingshu.

Zhang Jingshu looked at the past, these things were all her dreams, she helped the second uncle to do these things, she wanted to enter the Cining Palace one day and hold the Queen Mother's private treasury in the palm of her hand.

Now that she's finally got it, it's all hers.

Zhang Jingshu stretched out her hand, but she didn't pick up the key for a long time, the key weighed like a thousand pounds, and she couldn't breathe when she looked at it like this.

"Niangniang," the female official urged again, "In this weather, the Queen Mother can't wait, we have to choose objects to come out now and bury the Queen Mother." ”

Zhang Jingshu looked at the female officer blankly: "Where are the things?" ”

The female officer stood up and respectfully took Zhang Jingshu to the private warehouse, the door opened, and a smell of sandalwood came to her face, and red sandalwood boxes were stacked there.

This private treasury Zhang Jingshu once came, at that time she accompanied the female official to get the reward, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look around, she only felt that the treasure pile here was a mountain, any thing was gorgeous and abnormal, every time she mentioned the queen mother, she would think of this.

"Concubine Niangniang, you can decide what to take!"

When the cages and cabinets opened, everything immediately came into view, including gold and silverware, wine utensils, phoenix crowns, and all kinds of silk fabrics and treasures.

It's all she likes.

In the past, every piece would make her fall in love.

But now she couldn't raise her interest, she reached out to touch the phoenix crown, the gem on the phoenix crown was cold and piercing, and the hairs on her body stood up all at once, Zhang Jingshu withdrew her hand.

The Queen Mother died, but the person who had all this used poison to kill himself.

Why?

The Queen Mother is so smart and powerful, but she has taken this road, is this the best choice?

Is the best option to die?

The wind outside blew in, the pearls hanging from the phoenix crown swayed gently, and under the illumination of the lamp, those exquisite things glowed with a strange light.

Zhang Jingshu couldn't help but tremble and said, "What did the Queen Mother say before leaving?" ”

The female official was silent for a long time before she spoke: "Niangniang said, thanks to the fact that Da Zhou was not destroyed in the hands of the Zhang family. ”

The lights flickered, casting strange shadows on the walls, like ghosts seeking their lives.

Zhang Jingshu then asked, "What else?" ”

The female official pursed her lips: "The Queen Mother asked me to wait and live well, and ...... We are blessed, we will go out of the palace to live peacefully, and the world will be peaceful in the next few decades, and the Great Zhou will ...... There will be a master. ”

The queen mother said that the master is Song Chengxuan.

Zhang Jingshu finally understood that the Queen Mother expected the result, so she gave up struggling.

No matter what you do, it's useless, it's better to die now.

Before Song Chengxuan did not attack the capital, the Empress Dowager died in the captivity of the Zhang family, and she could enjoy the honor of the Empress Dowager after her death.

In the end, the Queen Mother was still calculating and counted them all.

Zhang Jingshu kept shaking her head: "No, I don't ......" She doesn't want to be the queen mother's pawn anymore, she doesn't want to be manipulated by others anymore.

But if she didn't do it, there would be a crime on her head, and the pearl on the phoenix crown shook again, making a crisp sound, as if mocking her.

Zhang Jingshu raised her feet and was about to walk outside, but her legs were hugged by the female officer after taking two steps.

"Guifei Niangniang, you can't be like this, the funeral of the Queen Mother is related to the national body!"

"Let go," Zhang Jingshu struggled, "let go of me." She seems to have been imprisoned here, waiting for the day when Song Chengxuan invades the capital to take her life.

If your life is not guaranteed, what is the use of these things, do you have to lie there straight like the Queen Mother, waiting for others to come and decorate the funeral.

No, she will be worse than the Queen Mother, no one will pretend to bury her, she will be beheaded as a traitor.

"I don't want it." Zhang Jingshu shook her head, she didn't want anything, she didn't want to die, she wanted to live well.

"Let Concubine Hui and Concubine Li come," Zhang Jingshu's voice trembled, "I still have to take care of the emperor's eldest son, so I can't take care of these things." ”

Zhang Jingshu kicked away the palace people and walked out in a panic.

"Guifei Niangniang, Guifei Niangniang......"

There was a shout from the palace people behind him, like a life talisman, Zhang Jingshu returned all the way back to the palace and sat on the soft collapse of the inner room.

"What about the eldest son of the emperor? Where is the eldest son of the emperor? ”

Hearing Zhang Jingshu's voice, the nurse immediately stepped forward: "The eldest son of the emperor is already asleep, and the mother is at ease." ”

"Bring the emperor's eldest son over."

The nurse didn't dare to slack off and immediately hugged the child in front of Zhang Jingshu.

Zhang Jingshu stretched out her hand and hugged the emperor's eldest son tightly in her arms, because she was too hard, the child in her arms was awakened, and then let out a burst of crying.

Zhang Jingshu still hugged the child tightly as if she hadn't heard it, as if the child was a life-saving straw.

……

The Queen Mother committed suicide.

The palace wore filial piety clothes for mourning, Zhang Jingshu was frightened, and refused to go out of the palace gate without saying anything, and finally the Ministry of Rites asked the female family of the clan to preside over the funeral.

Zhang Yuchi's face was gloomy.

The Queen Mother would rather die than help him.

When he returned home from the palace, Zhang Yuchi ordered someone to bring wine, and a pot of spirits was put into his stomach, and he felt more comfortable.

The Tatars had been expelled from Xuanfu, and Song Chengxuan could come to the city at any time.

Zhang Yuchi instructed the steward: "After the queen mother's golden coffin leaves the palace tomorrow, let all the generals in Beijing come to see me." "He wants to arrange the affairs of the capital, defend the capital, and will never give up the throne.

The steward responded: "Master, drink less, I will enter the palace early tomorrow morning, if I am smelled of alcohol, I am afraid it will not be good." ”

Zhang Yuchi sneered: "I'll see who dares." "Look up and half a pot of wine down.

The steward couldn't help but shake his head, and closed the door lightly, after the death of the Queen Mother, the situation in Beijing became even more chaotic, and everyone knew that Song Chengxuan was about to arrive, and now he could be stable for a day.

The steward walked out, and as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he heard the little servant say: "The two vice presidents will see the master." ”

The steward shook his head: "The master is asleep, let's talk about something tomorrow." ”

The little guy answered, turned around and replied.

The steward continued to walk forward with the lamp, but when he heard an exclamation, he couldn't help but feel a chill, and followed the sound to see that two figures walked quickly towards this side.

The two of them were menacing, with a murderous aura on their bodies.

The steward's heart sank and he immediately shouted: "Come on, come on......"

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow had already taken a few steps to the steward's side, and the long knife in his hand slammed forward, stabbing the steward in the chest.