After offending all the princes

What about the Son of Heaven?

Xuanhe knows that there is no such thing as eternal life in this world. He knows that death is the last journey of everyone's life. Only with death can life be complete.

It's just that he's far from ready to leave.

The imperial physicians in the house have basically retired, and there are not even many waiters left. This is the time left for their family.

The emperor has already arranged everything in the court, and the queen has sent someone to the boss and the sixth.

The emperor regained some energy after drinking the medicine, and turned his head to look at Xuanhe.

Xuan He immediately went forward, knelt beside the bed, and called softly: "Daddy."

"Bao'er doesn't cry."

Xuan He gritted his teeth, suppressed tears and nodded, agreeing to him.

The emperor also had some reluctance in his eyes, he didn't have time.

In his life, he took back most of Dayong's territory. He has successors. He is an emperor, but he is not alone. He has a lovely wife and son, and now he is wearing the socks that the queen personally sewed for him back then.

If there is any regret, it is probably that the time God gave him was shorter.

He moved his fingers, raised his hand with some difficulty, Xuanhe put his face on it, the emperor smiled, looked at him for a long time, then turned his gaze to Xie Chun: "Take Bao'er out."

They all knew the agreement between him and Xie Chun. After he left, it was up to Xie Chun whether he would abide by it or not, so there was no need to say more.

Emotions are two-way, there is really no father-son relationship between them, there is no need to waste time at the end of life.

Xie Chun gently pulled him up, Xuanhe still couldn't understand why he was asked to go out, and then looked at the queen, the queen's eyes were always on the emperor.

Knowing what they meant, Xuanhe silently followed Xie Chun out.

Perhaps because he didn't see it with his own eyes, when the words "the emperor passed away" came to his ears, Xuanhe didn't really realize that the emperor was gone.

There were no tears in his eyes, he just looked at Xie Chun blankly.

Lao Liu rushed in like crazy, and when he passed by Xuanhe, he staggered, and was steadied by Xie Chun. Xie Chun frowned and watched as Lao Liu was stopped and shouted: "I am the prince, he Shen Xuanhe If I can go in, why can't I."

Xuanhe looked at him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

It was probably because of his movement that the people inside were alarmed, and the empress and her son came out, the corners of her eyes were red, and her tone was calm: "Your Highness, Sixth Highness, be careful."

She glanced at Xuanhe, then turned to Xie Chun: "Please trouble Your Highness for the next thing."

Xie Chun responded respectfully, while the sixth child burst into tears.

Xuan He didn't have anything to cry about, he just felt it was unreal, obviously not long ago, they were sitting together for dinner, Xuan He still remembered the joy in his heart when the emperor told him that he had found a nephew for him.

Why suddenly, like this?

Xuanhe vaguely heard the bell.Long, distant, endless bells.

The emperor died, and the bell was rung [-] times.

Originally, the mourning hall would be located in the Qianqing Palace, but now that the Qianqing Palace is still under renovation, the location has become a problem. It is somewhat inappropriate to set it up in the Kunning Palace.

If there is no prince, it is likely that the queen said the choice, but now, the prince is here, as long as it does not go too far, the queen will not bother.

Xie Chun actually directly ordered the funeral ceremony to be held in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which seems to be of a higher standard than in the Palace of Qianqing, so naturally no one objected.

After Xiao Lian, some people could pay their respects to the remains of the emperor, Xuanhe was naturally among them, but no one thought that he would come so close.

His Majesty Dan, Xuanhe saw such an emperor for the first time, lying with his eyes closed, his face was bloodless and expressionless, he would not open his eyes again, waved to him with a smile, and called him Bao'er.

Xuan He stayed on the spot, stupefied, he was very close, but there was no fear in his heart, and he murmured to Daddy.

His eyes were a little sour, as if he couldn't hold so many tears, but he still remembered what his father said, and he said to himself: "Bao'er won't cry."

He just stared blankly like this, and after a long time, he suddenly remembered something, took off the jade that had been worn around his neck for many years, and gently placed it beside the emperor's pillow.

The emperor's burial objects are numerous, and they are not released now, but Xuanhe wanted to do this, and no one stopped him.

The queen and the prince just watched, and the rest dared not speak out.

After Xuanhe put the jade pendant away, he squatted down and talked to the emperor for a while. No one knew what he was talking about, and he didn't remember it. His legs moved back to where he should have been.

Xie Chun looked at him again, there was no tear in his eyes, black and white eyes were as clear as before, he looked at Xie Chun, that seemed to mean that it was your turn.

Xie Chun moved his lips, but did not say anything in the end.

Xuanhe didn't cry out hoarsely, or even shed tears, just standing like this made people feel grief.

Xie Chun didn't have too much emotion for the emperor, but it also made him feel a little sad.

The emperor's funeral will last for a long time, but looking back, it seems that it was just a blink of an eye, and the funeral was in the blink of an eye.

Excluding the occupation of Xiliang in the middle, the two dynasties of Dayong lasted more than 300 years, and there were very complete systems in all aspects. The construction of the imperial mausoleum began when the emperor succeeded to the throne, and it has now been completed.

The emperor also said that he should not stop for more than one month after he went, which means that everything must be completed within one month, and then Emperor Daxing will be sent to the imperial mausoleum.

The most important thing in this is the posthumous title. According to the achievements of Emperor Daxing in his life, he deserves the word Wu, but this word is also the posthumous title of Gao Zu, and it was finally decided.

Xuanhe said silently twice, Emperor Ming, Emperor Ming, later people will mention him as Emperor Ming, and history books will mention him as Emperor Ming.

But it was difficult for him to connect the two words Daddy and Emperor Ming, he didn't even call him Father Emperor, as far as he was concerned, Daddy was just Daddy.

Xuan He wiped the sword in his hand while thinking.

It is not allowed to bring swords into the palace, but this is in the East Palace, and this is Xie Chun's sword.

Xuan He lowered his head, and slowly wiped the not-so-beautiful but very sharp sword, put the sword back into its sheath after wiping, and then left with the sword in his hands without any concealment.

No one stopped him, Wang Fugui called the county prince, and after meeting his eyes, he didn't dare to say anything, but sent someone to report to Xie Chun.

Xuanhe carried his sword all the way to the place where Concubine Zhou was being held.

Xuanhe's eyes were stained with hatred, she lied to me.

He thought, his father is gone, so what is he worried about?This person was terminally ill and somehow managed to survive until now, and everyone was busy with the affairs of Emperor Daxing's death, so they ignored her for the time being, and naturally there was no rush to settle the case, but, who knew if she was still around at that time?

It's too cheap for her to die of illness.

Although Concubine Zhou was imprisoned here, she heard the bell and naturally understood what it meant. Seeing Xuanhe coming with a sword in hand, she laughed more freely than ever before, and then coughed violently while laughing.

Xuanhe looked at her expressionlessly.

Concubine Zhou pointed to her heart: "Kill me."

She has never been so happy like today, the Zhou family is gone, the second prince is abolished, the emperor is dead, and everything she used to circle around now no longer exists.

The little brat that the emperor and Mu Xiniang cherished the most, came to kill her with a sword in hand.

Look, the clean hands are now stained with blood because of her.

There was no trace of fear in her eyes, but she became more and more crazy. Xuanhe slowly drew out his sword. Ling Chi was not something he could do, but it seemed that it would not be difficult to make her suffer a little more before leaving.

His sword did not fall in the end. Someone behind him hugged him and held his hand. A familiar voice said: "Ahe."

Xie Chun is here.

"release."

Xie Chun let go as he said, but changed positions and stood between him and Concubine Zhou.

Xuanhe suddenly said: "For you, he is the emperor, and for me, he is the father."

"I know."

"Step aside."

Xie Chun naturally wouldn't let it go.

"What, are you afraid that I will kill His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, or, Your Majesty? There is no one who can be held accountable and execute those who show filial piety?"

Xie Chun frowned, and heard him say again: "Xie Chun, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Ahe."

Xuan He slowly raised his hand and placed the sword around his neck: "Get out of the way."

The coldness of Jianfeng was clear and palpable, Xuanhe wasn't him, his hands might not be so steady, maybe blood would splatter on the spot if he was not careful, but he didn't even look at the sword on his neck.

"Father told me to take care of you."

Xuanhe didn't expect him to say this, and he didn't react for a while.Taking advantage of his ecstasy, Xie Chun snatched the sword, Hui Sheng threw it, and then immediately covered Xuan He's eyes.

Xuan He heard a short cry, and vaguely saw blood.

He didn't smell the smell of blood, but Xie Chun carried him out neatly.

At the end, Xie Chun put him down: "Don't get your hands dirty."

Xuan He pushed him away, mocking: "How clean do you think my hands are?"

"Hands that have not been stained with blood are naturally clean."

"According to what you said, none of the soldiers who defended the country had clean hands?"

Xie Chun ignored his taunt: "I will do for you what you don't like."

Xuan He smiled coldly when he heard the words, and seemed to have a little bit of desolation and bitterness: "I don't like what you did?"

"Xie Chun, didn't I beg you that day?"

Xie Chun seemed to be a little touched, and closed his eyes: "It won't happen in the future."

Xuanhe also closed his eyes tiredly, he knew what the emperor and empress meant, and told him to follow Xie Chun and hold people under control so that he could live comfortably.

Xuanhe went back with him, and Xie Chun took out an imperial edict, which was an imperial decree. Xie Chun has not yet ascended the throne, so it is not something he can issue.

So it is self-evident who made the decree.

Xie Chun unfolded the imperial edict in front of his eyes, Xuanhe read it word by word, and gradually opened his eyes wide, this was telling him to "recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors".

He didn't understand what it meant, Xie Chun told him what Emperor Daxing wanted to do in a concise manner: "If there is no accident, the crown prince should be you."

The prince should be you.

Xuanhe looked at him in disbelief, he thought it was Xie Yu, how could it be him, his surname is not even Xie.

Then he realized that if it was true what Xie Chun said, then this edict was to give him the surname Xie, Xie Yu came to be his son, and Xie Chun was to check and balance him not to marry a wife and have children.

Daddy wants to use Jiangshan directly to protect him.

Xuanhe wanted to take the imperial edict, but Xie Chun suddenly put it away.

Xuanhe looked at him strangely, didn't he take it out for him?He knew what Xie Chun meant, and it was to tell him not to do what he did just now. He was someone who could almost sit on the dragon chair, and he was not worth it.

Xie Chun put away the edict, Xuanhe looked at him with an ominous premonition, and blurted out: "No!"

Almost at the same time, Xie Chun tossed the imperial edict written on the bright yellow silk, and when it fell, he held a sword flower.

Xuanhe looked at the fragments on the ground, wanted to pick them up, but then looked at Xie Chun, unable to speak.

Xie Chun said, "Ahe, you and I will never be brothers."