Su Nancheng nodded: "I know, we can't do anything." Everything that should be done now has been done, and the rest depends on His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

When he saw the prince, it was almost noon, and Su Nancheng told him about it, but the prince didn't have much reaction.

"Lone knows, you don't care about the rest of the matter. If you're tired all night, go back and rest. ”

Sunan Cheng answered, came out and simply asked Li Chunjue and Kong Yang to go out of the palace and go home to rest.

The emperor really didn't say anything about the death of the eighth prince. After his death, the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Zongzheng Temple did it together.

It's nothing more than choosing a cemetery to bury it, because without the royal status, you can't enter the imperial tomb.

Although the DPRK and China sent people to investigate the stele incident, there was no beginning or end to this matter, and the people behind it obviously planned it early on.

There's nothing to be found right now.

I don't know if it's useless if no one is serious or serious, and I don't even know why the North Mountain Depression is.

More people believe that this is what God means.

And in order to save his reputation, the emperor actually proposed one thing. That is, he is going to organize a spring ploughing.

It's a good thing, it's just not enough for him to toss......

Several departments in the capital urgently mobilized and selected a place on the outskirts. It's also time to plow.

Probably to show that the wind and rain are smooth, so this pro-ploughing is huge. The queen is also to participate.

All officials of high rank in the DPRK and China must go to the ground.

Someone was sent in advance to put that large field in order.

How to regularize it? It is to divide the field into four levels and eight neat places.

Su Nancheng was speechless when he heard it, because of the different populations of the people, the fields at home could not be the same.

The place is different, the size is different. Now it is forcibly drawn, for the sake of the emperor's comfort.

Can you recover from it?

What's more, in this area, most of the fields are not owned by the common people, but by officials or wealthy merchants.

When the time comes, if the people have less land, how can they come back?

The household department moved out the gold climbing plow that had not been used for more than ten years, and this thing is not solid, and it can't be pushed by the solid.

It is Nanmu wrapped with a layer of gold skin.

After everything was prepared, on the first day of the third month, it was not yet dawn in the palace.

There are golden gongs all the way to the outskirts, from the palace to the suburbs.

The people were also allowed to watch, but the people were far away, and it was impossible to see what the emperor looked like.

Everywhere there are city guards and feather forest guards.

The emperor was dressed in civilian clothes, with a queen dressed in silk linen, and several ladies in the harem who were also wearing folk clothes.

There is also a group of officials who try to play the role of the common people, and enter the core location.

And Su Nancheng and Qi Mengtang are probably still remembered by the emperor as their mascots.

So he was able to accompany the emperor.

Su Nancheng also changed into a coarse cloth dress early in the morning.

To be honest, he really didn't wear it.

Even if the government didn't pay attention to him in the past fourteen years, and his food and clothing were very poor for a while, it was impossible for him to wear this kind of clothes no matter how bad it was.

It's still Dongmei's cleverness, and he sewed a layer of muslin cloth on the neckline, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stand it.

Pulling the plough are two oxen, which are selected at a glance.

Both oxen were sturdy and smooth-fured, and the difference between them and the cattle used by the people to plough the land was too great.

The official of the Ministry of Rites came over and asked, "Your Majesty, Niangniang, you can start." ”

The queen took a basket with sorghum seeds. This look is also selected, and they are full and ruddy.

Definitely picked out one by one.

The emperor took a whip tied with a red rope, held the rope with one hand and smiled: "Then begin." ”

Immediately, people from the Ministry of Rites blew their horns, and some people sang and said, "Pro-ploughing begins." ”

"The emperor ploughs profusely, and the grains are abundant. The queen sows seeds, and the wind and rain are smooth. ”

As the emperor and empress began to move, the ministers next to them pulled their own plows and also moved.

It was very lively for a while.

Sometimes it can't be too lively, and it's easy to get into trouble.

Su Nancheng and Qi Mengtang followed the emperor and empress, one on each side.

Because after all, it is cultivated land, and Yu Linwei can't follow closely. There were only two eunuchs behind the emperor.

But there's a ring of feather guards around it.

Su Nancheng and Qi Mengtang were searched before they could be so close to His Majesty.

It's so close, it's a few steps away. If they have bad intentions, they will be taken down as soon as possible.

The point is, the assassin didn't, the assassin cow did.

Just when the emperor and the empress were about to finish walking, one of the two cows suddenly fell on his head.

It didn't matter, but after two more steps, the cow suddenly screamed.

Noticeably irritable and painful.

Then I wanted to run.

But it was pulling the heavy climbing plough with another ox, and it was not so easy to run.

But a bull suddenly went berserk, shook the emperor a few times, and still pulled the reins in his hand, and did not let go for the first time.

In other words, when a person is frightened, he cries at what he has in his hand and does not have time to let go.

He who was led suddenly fell forward.

There is a plough in front of him, and if the emperor falls up, he may die on the spot.

Su Nancheng was also young and reacted quickly, and he didn't dare to pull the emperor, because it was very likely that he would be misjudged by Yu Linwei as an assassin and cut him directly.

It wouldn't be bad if they were wrong, and the emperor wouldn't blame them later.

But he died in vain.

So he rushed over and lay down on the plow, grasping the reins with one hand.

Sure enough, the emperor fell.

Everything seems to have time, but in fact, it is all lightning and fire.

Su Nancheng felt that when the emperor pressed down, the whole person was going to be squeezed.

The emperor is in good shape, not fat. But the pressure of this fall is really fatal.

As soon as Su Nancheng's eyes went dark, the person fainted.

Before he passed out, he only heard the crowd shouting for His Majesty.

and saw a cow that had gone away from the dust.

I also thought very fugue, in the end, this cow still broke free.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in his own room.

"Wake up, wake up."

Dongmei was excited: "Childe is awake." ”

Sunan Cheng wanted to get up, and as soon as he stood up, he shivered and fell back in pain.

The house doctor hurriedly pressed his arm: "Don't move, Seventh Prince, you are hitting a bone, it is best to rest for a while." Out of the way. ”

Su Nancheng nodded: "How long have I been unconscious?" ”

The young master really sacrificed his life to protect the faint king.

"Hui Gongzi, it took more than an hour for you to come back." Dongmei Road.

Su Nancheng nodded, for more than an hour, it means that the matter is not over: "I'm fine, I have you to thank you." ”

"Childe, why did you get hurt? Hou Ye sent someone to send you back, but he didn't say anything, just called the doctor to come and see you. ”

Su Nancheng shook his head, only called the house doctor? It seems that this matter is not small, and Hou Ye did not dare to call the imperial doctor.

It seems that his injury is so great.

Sure enough, it is Cheng Kanghou, and he does things without leakage.