Everyone is coveting my beauty

Jianling 20 years, spring.

At the second watch, there was a wind, and it rained not long after, the candles in the hall were flickering, all the palace people stood silently, like wooden carvings, there was no movement at all.

A suppressed cry came from the sleeping hall, thin and weak, obviously crying for a long time.

Chu Heng's handsome and beautiful face was full of half-dried tears, and his pearl-like eyes were red and swollen, filled with endless pain and reluctance: "Father, don't die, Heng'er don't leave Father."

The man on the dragon bed was weak with only a handful of bones left, but he did not damage his handsome and gentle appearance at all. He tried his best to reach out and touched Chu Heng's head, with a gentle voice: "Heng'er is not afraid, Father will watch you in the sky Woolen cloth."

Chu Heng held Chu Xuan's hand, his thin body was shaking from crying.

The middle-aged beautiful woman in red next to her grabbed Chu Heng into her arms and rubbed him hard: "Xiao Heng'er, you are 17 years old this year, not six years old, and it's time for ordinary people to start a family. Why are you still so clingy? Your father has coughed up blood almost every day in the past few years, and the pain is unbearable, so you just have the heart to let him continue to suffer?"

That being said, the eyes of the beautiful woman are also red.

"Mother's queen..." Chu Heng thought of the crimes his father had suffered, so he didn't dare to say any more, and just fell into the arms of the beautiful woman and wept silently.

Sang Qingqing sighed, she couldn't bear it, but she couldn't hide it: "Heng'er, there is something else I need to tell you."

Chu Heng raised his head in confusion: "What?"

"As soon as your father and I got married, we planted the same heart Gu, and we lived and died together... So after I went with your father, remember to bury us both together. The coffin your father prepared is big enough for us Lying down is more than enough."

Chu Heng was so stunned by the news that he couldn't even cry anymore.

Sang Qingqing has always been hot-tempered and strong-tempered, and she couldn't help but shed tears at this time: "Heng'er, your father and I tried everything we could to give birth to you, but we didn't expect to give you such a body, you, you Don't blame me and your father."

"I never blamed it." Chu Heng's voice became hoarse, and he held Sang Qingqing's skirt and begged, "But mother, can you undo the concentric Gu? You are a saint of Miaojiang, and you can definitely do it."

"I can do it." Sang Qingqing stretched out her hand to hold Chu Lin's hand, "But your father is gone, what's the difference between being alive and dead? Heng'er, don't blame the queen mother for being selfish, it's just that in the queen mother's heart, you Father is more important, this feeling, after you also have a lover, you will understand."

Chu Heng lowered his head and wiped his tears, sulked, and muttered in a low voice: "Father, queen, and empress love each other better than gold, I'm just a burden."

Sang Qingqing laughed, but turned to Chu Xuan, who looked at her softly: "Qingqing, do you regret marrying me?"

"I don't regret it." Sang Qingqing smiled beautifully, just like seeing her for the first time.

20 years ago, I heard that there was an extremely rare medicine in the Imperial Palace Hospital. Sang Qingqing, as a saint of Miaojiang, was bold and skilled, so she sneaked into the palace alone to have a look, but unexpectedly, she met the handsome and graceful girl under the pear tree. She fell in love with Ruoxian's man at a glance, jumped down and stood in front of him and asked: "You are the most handsome man I have ever seen, would you like to be my husband-in-law?"

"Okay, I'm Chu Xuan, dare to ask the girl's name..."

"Sang Qingqing."

They have been together for 20 years and have never quarreled or blushed. There is only Sang Qingqing in Chuxuan's harem.

The light in Chu Xuan's eyes gradually dimmed, but she still held Sang Qingqing's hand and did not let go: "I am the same, Qingqing, if there is an afterlife, we will still be married..."

"Okay, I promise you."

After the words fell, Chu Xuan closed her eyes, Sang Qingqing's face suddenly turned pale, and she spit out blood suddenly, Chu Heng was horrified, and screamed: "Father, mother!"

Sang Qingqing took a deep breath and gritted her teeth: "It really hurts." While taking out a kit and a scroll of imperial decree from under Chu Xuan's pillow, she gave it to Chu Heng, "This is the policy for governing the country that your father wrote to you. , you study it carefully, of course, it doesn’t matter if the country dies, your father is carrying it, no wonder you. This volume of imperial edict is your enthronement edict, your father ordered Rong Zhen to be the regent, to assist the government, Rong Zhen can use it.”

The last sentence was quite gritted, but Chu Heng didn't hear it.

"Heng'er wrote it down." Chu Heng looked at Sang Qingqing sadly.

Sang Qingqing supported the bed and lay beside Chu Xuan with Chu Heng, and finally said with a smile: "Heng'er, I'm going to find your father, don't be afraid, the queen mother left a treasure for you."

After finishing speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes closed, and there was no more sound.

Chu Heng held the kit and the imperial decree, knelt on the ground crying and trembling all over, his voice pressed into his throat, it was heart-wrenching to hear.

The palace people also knelt on the ground and sobbed, mourning the passing of a generous and loving emperor. The eunuch You An, who served Chu Heng as a child, knelt outside, his heart was about to break. His little master was already weak. OK.

I don't know how long it has passed, You'an boldly entered the inner hall, knelt beside Chu Heng, and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, it's time to tell the world."

Chu Heng turned his head to look at him, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, he threw himself into You'an's arms and cried bitterly: "You'an, I am so sad that my father and queen are gone."

You'an also cried: "Your Highness, cheer up, the world is still waiting for you to be the master."

This sentence made Chu Heng stop crying. There are indeed more important things to do right now, but thinking of those ministers, Chu Heng felt trembling in his heart. He had heard his father say before that they refused to obey, and they had already formed a clique for private interests. The weather, even the emperor can't control it, can he do it?

Also, his body is not a secret, can he really ascend the throne smoothly?

But there are some things that cannot be avoided. Chu Heng closed his eyes, suppressed the grief in his heart, and arranged in a low voice: "You'an, call a group of ministers to wear plain clothes in front of the Wenhua Hall to listen to the edict, and order all the temples in the capital to ring the bells [-] times, and the whole country For ten days, there is no feasting and merrymaking."

"Obey." You'an immediately accepted the order and got up to do it.

Chu Heng looked at the calm and serene face of his father, queen and mother, and tears fell again uncontrollably. He cried and asked the palace servants to carry the coffin in, put his father and queen in gently, and sent it to the banquet hall. It was empty, like the sky had fallen.

The maids changed Chu Heng's plain clothes and the belt to white. He was originally thin and thin, but at the age of 17, he was not as tall as an ordinary thirteen-four-year-old kid. His appearance was also soft and beautiful. He was dressed in white, The waist is so thin that it seems that one hand can hold it.

Soon, the clock tower and the temple began to ring the bells, and the sky was getting brighter. Chu Heng stood alone in the empty hall, feeling dazed and uneasy.

Outside the palace gate, the courtiers' carriages had already driven over one after another. After getting off the carriages, they gathered together in twos and threes, looking at each other with tacit understanding on their faces.

When the first ray of morning light fell, all the officials and relatives of the sixth rank and above in the capital had arrived, and the one standing at the head was Prince Rong Rongzhen.

Although Rong Zhen was dressed in plain clothes, she still couldn't hide her aura. She was eight feet tall, with a handsome appearance, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes that were not angry and majestic, making people afraid to get close.

Behind him was Prime Minister Zhang Jiuyun. Zhang Jiuyun tentatively asked: "Prince Rong, His Royal Highness will read out the will later. I wonder if Prince Rong has any ideas about the successor?"

Rong Zhen glanced at Zhang Jiuyun lightly, his words were unclear: "Could it be that the first emperor had other sons?"

"That's not what it means, but His Highness's body, I'm afraid it will be a hindrance to the heirs, and I'm also thinking about the future of Chu."

"What you said makes some sense." Rong Zhen's eyes darkened when he thought of Chu Heng's slender waist and extremely special body.

Seeing that Rong Zhen let go, Zhang Jiuyun was determined.

Although Rong Zhen has been deprived of military power and seems to have no real power, everyone knows that he is a fierce tiger, and he dare not underestimate him. Since he was 15 years old and won the first prize in civil and military affairs, he has made great military achievements in the past 12 years. Outstanding, otherwise the late emperor would not have made an exception and made him a prince, but for some reason later, the late emperor took over his military power and ordered him to live only in the prince's mansion and not to step out of the capital, but Rong Zhen actually endured it. down.

But Zhang Jiuyun felt that Rong Zhen must be hating him.

Just as he was talking, Jing Zhong, the eunuch who was serving the late emperor, heard a thin voice: "His Royal Highness is here—"

All the officials knelt down to salute, and when they raised their heads, they saw a slender man holding the little eunuch's arm, walking over, watching carefully, his eyes were still swollen, and his expression was sad.

Chu Heng's legs were a little weak, but he just pretended to be okay, and he didn't show timidity. He sat down while supporting You'an's arm, and said, "Everyone is flat."

Seeing the courtiers looking plain white, Chu Heng wanted to cry again, so he couldn't hold it back, but his voice was still crying: "Father died at Yinshi three quarters, and I was very sad. Father reigned for twenty years. Zai, promote Shuimu, rectify the administration of officials, reduce taxes, quell rebellions, make every effort to govern, follow the people's will, and become a generation of Mingjun."

Some of the officials below have already cried aloud, and they don't know whether the grief is true or not.

"The imperial father left a will, and all the ministers listen to the order."

The courtier knelt down again.

Jingzhong took out the imperial decree and unfolded: "The emperor's rule is not dependent on God, and does not ask for God's blessing, but the people's livelihood is the most important thing. The foundation of my great Chu country is also the foundation of my country. I have been in power for 27 years. His character is precious, generous and benevolent, and he can follow me to the throne, that is, to abide by the rules, and to be the emperor on the [-]th. I appointed Prince Rong Zhen as the regent to assist the emperor. Prince Rong is a loyal and upright person. Bao Yi rushed to the Lord, assisted in government affairs, and lived up to my heart. Announced to the world, so that the emissary will know."

After the words were finished, the officials were supposed to kowtow to the leader, but Xie Cheng'an, Minister of Rites, suddenly said: "Your Highness, I think it's inappropriate."

Chu Heng was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"The crown prince's body is different from ordinary people. He is not yet married at the age of 17, and he has no edicts to serve him. The imperial hospital once said that his highness will hinder his heirs. If his highness ascends the throne, how will he continue the prosperity of our Great Chu for thousands of years!"

Chu Heng's face turned pale. He actually had this kind of premonition that his ascension to the throne would not be smooth, but being told in front of everyone that his body was abnormal still made him lose face and feel ashamed.

He opened his mouth, thinking about how to refute. After all, he has never ejaculated until now, and he has no interest in women...

Seeing that he was in trouble, Rong Zhen frowned slightly and was about to open his mouth to make a rescue, but suddenly heard the weak but firm voice of the little prince: "If you can live alone, you can live alone."

Rong Zhen: "..."

All the ministers: "..."

The author has something to say: A new hole has opened~ I found that Gu Tan is really harder to write than salted eggs, and the wives who are willing to write Gu Tan in a poor and silent environment are all little angels! (Silent beep, me too!)

So little cuties please bear with me!Love you Moe!Please remind me if there are any mistakes~

①: Part of the content of the posthumous edict combined with the content of the posthumous edict of Shunzhi Kangxi.

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