The saint died, in order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, the palace gate would be closed as soon as possible, and the Imperial Forest Army and the guards of the Beijing Division were also in a state of nervous alert.

In the imperial city, from the emperor's dormitory, the longevity hall, there was a mourning voice of the palace concubine. The crown prince and the two princes were also kneeling in front of the dragon couch with their bodies full.

As soon as Shen Hanxi entered the prison of the Criminal Department with Xiao Yan's warrant, and before he could say a few words to Su Long, a messenger hurriedly arrived to inform him of the news of the Holy Funeral.

Although he had expected it, his face still changed.

Looking back at Su Long who was standing there, he saw that she was expressionless, as if she was indifferent to the emperor's death.

"What the official said just now, please keep it in mind." Since she entered the palace, it was the first time he called her name, "Su Long, you have to do it yourself." ”

Shen Hanxi stopped saying that, and left without looking back

Seeing that the ancestor was finally gone, the cell boss hurriedly came over to lock the door and looked inside, only to see the woman's body shake and hit the ground heavily.

He hurriedly entered and called anxiously: "Niangniang, Concubine Yiniang?" Inadvertently, I saw a large pool of blood oozing from under her skirt.

The cell leader's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted and ran out: "Oh no, quickly pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

On the way to the palace.

"My lord, Lord Xia was a step too late, and he didn't have time to send Miss Song out of the city."

"Thousands of calculations, I didn't count the saint to go so suddenly." The man walking in front kept walking, and a compromise smile appeared on his lips, "It seems that God wants her to stay with this official." Let's let Xia Xiaoqiu take her back to the house first. ”

The attendant confirmed: "Is it to go back to the Song Mansion, or?" ”

Shen Hanxi paused to look at him: "What do you think?" ”

He immediately lowered his eyebrows and said, "I understand. ”

Song Ran sat back in the car, looking a little dazed. Liuniang was also stunned: "Holy him...... Dead? ”

When today's son is young, it has only been a month since the news of his serious illness came out from the palace, which is really unexpected.

Emperor...... No, at this time he should be called the Great Emperor. During his reign, in addition to the criticism of the reuse of the Imperial Guard, he can be said to be a qualified emperor. He is diligent and loves the people, vigorous and resolute, especially for corrupt officials and corrupt officials, he will not tolerate it, compared to Emperor Yongrui, who recited poems and painted all day long after he ascended the throne, and pushed all government affairs to the cabinet headed by Gu Linsheng, he has a more imperial demeanor.

When Song Ran was young, he had seen him once. According to the seniority, she should also call him uncle. When she was very young, he was still a prince and was excluded from Beijing, and when he passed through Yaozhou, he stayed at the Mo family for a day.

That year, she was five years old and Shaoyuan was two years old. He picked up both siblings at the same time, smiled and asked for their names. She vaguely remembered that his arms were strong and his smile was warm and handsome.

When she was young, she never thought that she and her "uncle" would never see each other again.

Maybe some people only have that side of fate in their lives.

Once again, she felt that life is so impermanent.

She looked lonely, but the little girl next to her was more concerned about another question: "Girl, the saint has died, is the prince going to ascend the throne?" ”

Song Ran replied: "According to the etiquette system of Dajing, there must be a funeral first, and a month later, the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor will be held. ”

Anything can happen during this month. According to the usual practice, after the death of the Son of Heaven, before the crown prince ascended the throne, in order to prevent ministers with ulterior motives from supporting other princes to plot rebellion, it was necessary to strengthen the control of the army, and even required the generals of the Gyeonggi guards to hand over the tiger talisman for the transfer of troops, and Miyagi was guarded by the forbidden army day and night.

However, in the Taizu era, the 26 guards of the pro-army directly controlled by the emperor, due to the expansion of the power of the civil ministers and the power of the cabinet during the reign of Emperor Yongrui, except for Luan Yiwei, who was still under the control of the Imperial Guard, and only obeyed the orders of Shen Hanxi and the Son of Heaven, the rest of the guards were controlled by the military department.

As for the forbidden army - the commander of the forbidden army, Xie He, is from the Xie family, and no one can say who he will serve for.

From now on, until the month before the enthronement ceremony, the crown prince will face a severe test.

Song Ran's mind had already sketched out the complex undercurrent, but Liu Niang only sighed, picked up the curtain and glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Girl, this is not the way home!" ”

Since they can't go to Suzhou, shouldn't they be sent home?

Song Ran also raised the curtain, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping. Xia Xiaoqiu rode to the side and said, "Miss Song, my lord has an order to let you go to his house for a few days." If you want, you can send someone to pick up Uncle Zhong and them. ”

She lowered the side curtain of the carriage and clenched the wrench on her chest.

The emperor's funeral, the Marquis of Dingyuan should also enter Beijing for funeral, and it is indeed a good choice to go to Shen Mansion to avoid the limelight first. It's just that how long can she hide?

As soon as she entered the Shen Mansion, a housekeeper greeted her, respectfully took her to the wing, and summoned a group of subordinates to come over and told her: "Miss Song will be her own home in the future, and from today on, all the slaves and maids up and down the Shen Mansion can be sent at will." ”

After speaking, he introduced the situation of the Shen Mansion to her.

Although the Shen Mansion is large, because Shen Hanxi has never married a wife or concubine, the relationship between the back house is not as complicated as that of ordinary large families.

Liuniang couldn't help but be taken aback when she heard that Shen Hanxi had never married a wife or concubine in these years. Even in a small place like Songnian County, a random official will inevitably have three wives and four concubines, and from time to time he will go to the kiln to steal fish.

The housekeeper saw the little girl's surprise and explained: "In the past, the saint gave the adults many beauties, but because they were jealous and the adults were noisy, they were sent out of the house one by one. ”

Liuniang was young and curious, so she couldn't help but ask: "Adults don't have a bed warmer?" ”

As soon as she entered the mansion, she noticed that all the maidservants in this mansion were young and beautiful, and it was very pleasing to the eye to take out one at random.

She thought that Miss Song had a good temper, and she had to take care of her.

But I heard the housekeeper say: "Adults love cleanliness, and they don't like people to be close, and Miss Song is the first to sleep in the adult's bed." ”

Hearing this, Liuniang's face couldn't help but turn red.

Song Ran sat at the table, straightening his sleeves, and didn't know why he was distracted.

"Girl, rest well, the villain will retire first."

After the housekeeper retreated, she came back to her senses and said to Liuniang: "Since you are here, let's stay in peace." ”

Liuniang answered, and couldn't help but whisper to her, "Does the girl want to marry Lord Shen?" ”

Song Ran's hand paused slightly, did not deny it, and listened to the little girl again: "If Lord Shen really wants to marry a girl as a wife, he should marry the girl and give the girl a name, so what is the matter with trapping the girl in the mansion innocently?" ”

Liuniang's tone was full of concern for her: "I grew up in the Qinglou since I was a child, and I have seen too many affectionate Langjun, so they will only coax people with clever words, and they will say beautiful words, but in fact they are just coveting...... Coveting the girls' bodies. One of the sisters I used to serve was the Oiran of Piaoxianglou, although she was reduced to the dust, but she has always been like a jade, and she is only willing to dedicate her virginity to the son she likes. ”

She remembered the sad past, her voice was hoarse, and she said: "At that time, there was a prince who won her heart, and always promised to redeem her, at first, the old bustard in the building did not force her to receive other guests because of the prince's noble status and generous gestures, but then gradually, the son stopped coming. She thought that the son had a hard time, and had been waiting for him stupidly, still refusing other benefactors, and because of this, she was beaten a lot, and at the end of that year, she had a serious illness, and was about to die, and the son was still the one who was in mind before he died. ”

When she said this, her voice trembled a little, and she choked up: "However, when I took great pains to bring that son to her, that son ...... But he refused to even enter the room, and covered his mouth with his sleeve, saying, 'A foul smell, dirty.' Liu Niang took a deep breath and calmed down, "'A foul smell, dirty' is the last words she heard from her beloved before she passed away." ”

She snorted and looked at Song Ran: "I shouldn't compare Miss Song with the girl in the Qinglou, but I've seen too many unladylike girls, and I don't want someone as good as Miss Song to suffer such grievances." ”

After listening to her words, Song Ran got up and stretched out his hands to her, and said, "Come here." ”

Liuniang obediently walked up to her and was hugged by her.

The little girl has a thin physique, although she is almost at the age of Lu, she looks like she is twelve or thirteen years old, Song Ran hugged her, and her voice was gentle: "Lord Shen is not the negative son, and I am not the girl from the Qinglou in your mouth, I don't mean to look down on her, but I won't choose the path she chooses." There is a good saying, 'If you are ruthless, I will leave', if one day, the person I like no longer likes me, I may be sad, but I will not do stupid things for him. Life is the most important thing, and everyone should live well without it. ”

When Liuniang heard her say this, she calmed down, and with a sigh, she couldn't help but tell her: "If Lord Shen comes back, do you want to ...... If you want to bully a girl, what should the girl do? ”

Song Ran paused and said, "He probably ...... Will be busy for a while and won't come back so early. ”

Since the beginning of the day of the great funeral, the temples and palaces, to ring the bell 30,000 times, the whole country mourns, after the small funeral, there is a large funeral, after the funeral, the ministers and officials of the various ministries also have to go to the yamen to fast collectively, and the idle officials also have to gather at the noon gate to fast and stay, and are not allowed to go home.

It is difficult for civil and military officials to be idle, let alone him?

At this time, Chen Gui, the envoy of the Tai Hospital, was checking the pulse of Concubine Yi, who was suddenly unconscious in the prison of the Criminal Department, and when he found out the pulse, his hand couldn't help but tremble.

Two hours later, he hurriedly entered the palace with a piece of news, which was almost enough to reverse Su Long's fate and almost disrupt all of Shen Hanxi's plans.

In the womb of Concubine Yi, there is already the heir of Emperor Daxing.