The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

Yan Shu hurried into the palace, and found that he was not the only one, Pang Ji and the others were also here.

"Yan Xiang, you are here too."

"Junzhi, you guys are here too."

Wen Yanbo said: "I'm worried about His Royal Highness, I don't know how His Royal Highness is doing now?"

For the ministers, His Highness the Crown Prince is what they have longed for, and His Highness the Crown Prince is talented and intelligent, and they do not want anything to happen to His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Yan Xiang, we dare not go directly to the palace to see the officials." Wen Yanbo and the others didn't know what the Crown Prince was doing, and they didn't dare to ask Song Renzong rashly, so they could only worry at the gate of the palace.

"I'll go into the palace and ask." Yan said to Pang Ji and the others, "You are waiting for me in the Imperial Academy."

Pang Ji and the others saluted Yan Shu: "Mr. Yan, I will wait for your good news."

Yan Shu comforted Wen Yanbo and the others, "His Royal Highness is precious, and nothing will happen."

Wen Yanbo and the others also hope that His Royal Highness is fine, but His Royal Highness's illness came too suddenly, and they are really worried that His Highness will be like King Yu a few years ago.

Seeing that Pang Ji and the others were worried, Yan Shu said, "I've been watching the sky for the past few days and nights, and I haven't found any ominous omens. His Highness the Crown Prince will never be like King Yu." When something happened to King Yu, there were ominous omens. "I'm going to the palace to ask now."

"Yan Xiang, go slowly."

After Yan Shu entered the palace, he went directly to Funing Palace, but Song Renzong was not in Funing Palace.

"Yan Xiang, the official's family is in Kunning Palace. If you have something to ask to see the official's family, I will go to Kunning Palace to report it for you." Liang Yin said respectfully.

Yan Shu asked anxiously and with concern: "Mr. Liang, how is His Royal Highness doing now? Has the fever subsided?"

"Don't worry, Prime Minister Yan, His Highness the Prince's fever has subsided."

"Really?" Yan Shu was pleasantly surprised, "His Royal Highness has lost his fever?"

"Not long ago, His Highness the Crown Prince lost his fever and is fine." Liang Yin said, "Next, His Highness the Crown Prince needs to rest well."

Yan Shu showed a relieved expression on his face, and his tone was full of joy: "Great, great, great."

Seeing Yan Shu's joyful face, Liang Yin couldn't help laughing too.

"Yan Xiang, do you still want to see the official family?"

"It's gone. I entered the palace just to know if His Highness the Crown Prince's fever has gone down." A big stone hanging in Yan Shu's heart could finally fall to the ground. "Now that I know that His Highness the Crown Prince's fever has gone down, I can rest assured."

"Yan Xiang has a heart."

"Mr. Liang, why did His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly have a fever?" Yesterday, His Highness the Crown Prince returned to the palace from Xiangguo Temple. He was still fine, and he did not look sick at all. "Okay, why do you get wind and evil into your bones?"

"This..." Liang Yin didn't know whether to tell Yan Shu or not.

Seeing Liang Yin's hesitant expression, Yan Shu frowned slightly, "Could it be that His Royal Highness isn't suffering from evil spirits?"

Liang Yin hesitated for a while, but decided to tell Yan Shu.

"Yan Xiang, His Royal Highness is not suffering from evil spirits, but was cursed by Mrs. Zhang with a witchcraft doll for fever."

"What?" Yan Shu's face suddenly darkened, "Witch Gu doll?"

"Yes, Mrs. Zhang cursed His Highness the Crown Prince with a witchcraft doll, that's why His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly became hot." Liang Yin told Yan Shu in detail about Mrs. Zhang cursing His Highness the Crown Prince with a witchcraft doll.

Even if he didn't tell them, Yan Shu and the others would know about it tomorrow, so why not tell them now to save them from worrying.

After listening to Liang Yin's words, Yan Shu trembled with anger.

"How dare Mr. Zhang use witchcraft to curse His Highness the Crown Prince?!

"The government has decreed to demote Mrs. Zhang to be a commoner. When she gives birth to a child, she will enter Ximen Palace."

"Using witchcraft to curse the prince of a country is a heinous crime, how can the officials be kind to her?!" Yan Shu was so angry that his face was livid, "It is not an exaggeration to curse the prince of a country and punish the nine clans, but the officials still treat her kindly." Be kind to her!"

Seeing that Yan Shu was furious, Liang Yin quickly persuaded, "Mr. Yan, after all, Mrs. Zhang still has a dragon heir. For the sake of the dragon's heir, the officials will not execute Mrs. Zhang."

"What if Mrs. Zhang wants to harm His Highness the Crown Prince in the future?" Yan Shu said in a very dissatisfied tone, "The government should not be merciful to such a vicious woman."

It was difficult for Liang Yin to respond to these words, so he could only keep silent.

"Mr. Liang, I'm leaving first."

"Yan Xiang, haven't you seen the official's house yet?"

"Is the official family accompanying His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at Kunning Palace?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to bother you, so let's go first."

"Yan Xiang, go slowly."

On the way to Yushuyuan, the more Yan Shu thought about it, the more angry he became. He felt that Song Renzong still had affection for Zhang, so he was reluctant to execute Zhang.Since ancient times, anyone who uses witchcraft will be executed.If the officials don't execute Zhang Shi this time, Zhang Shi will definitely harm His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Not only that, at that time, there will definitely be people who will imitate Zhang's use of witchcraft.

This trend cannot rise, and the officials must not let the Zhang family be spared lightly!

Wen Yanbo and the others waited anxiously for Yan Shu in the Imperial Academy.Seeing that Yan Shu came back not long after, they hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Yan, have you found out? How is His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Pang Ji saw that Yan Shu's face was very ugly, with anger in his eyes, and asked with concern: "Yan Xiang, what's the matter with you, is it possible that His Highness the Crown Prince has not lost his fever?"

Yan Shu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said to Pang Ji and the others, "His Royal Highness has receded from the fever, there is nothing serious, it's just..."

"Just what?" Seeing Yan Shu's angry look, Wen Yanbo and the others couldn't help but feel worried.Yan Xiang clearly said that His Highness the Prince's fever has gone down, but why is Yan Xiang still so angry?

"His Royal Highness is not suffering from wind and evil, but was cursed by Zhang's witchcraft."

"What?!" Pang Ji and the others were shocked, "Ms. Zhang used witchcraft to curse His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Yan Shu explained the ins and outs of what he heard from Liang Yin to Wen Yanbo and the others in detail.

Wen Yanbo and the others were very angry when they heard this, and scolded Mrs. Zhang severely.

"I said that Mrs. Zhang is a demon concubine and cannot be petted, but the officials dote on Mrs. Zhang, which makes Mrs. Zhang more and more arrogant and domineering. Before the officials were partial to Mrs. Zhang and condoned Mrs. Zhang's domineering, now Mrs. Zhang dares to use The Crown Prince of the Great Song Dynasty who practiced witchcraft, the officials are still kind to her, the officials are really confused!"

"You must not spare this demon concubine, Mrs. Zhang, otherwise the folks will imitate the witchcraft!"

"Since ancient times, anyone who uses witchcraft must be executed, and the officials must not let the concubine Zhang be spared!"

"I said that the Zhang family will harm the country and the people, but the officials just don't believe it."

"Fortunately, His Royal Highness, the auspicious man, has his own auspiciousness, and was not successfully harmed by Zhang's curse."

"Yan Xiang, we must not allow the officials to spare Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang must be executed as an example to others!"

"I will go to court tomorrow, and I will speak to the officials together!"

On the way out of the palace, the ministers were still scolding Mrs. Zhang.

Yan Shu, Pang Ji, and Wen Yanbo walked together.

"The officials are really too confused." Pang Ji shook his head and said, "You can't be kind to everyone, and an extremely vicious person like Mrs. Zhang can't be kind."

Wen Yanbo sighed and said: "The officials have always loved Mrs. Zhang, so naturally they are reluctant to execute Mrs. Zhang."

Yan Shu said sharply, "The demon concubine is charming!"

"I hope the officials will not be confused again this time." Pang Ji was worried that if he would speak to them in the morning, Song Renzong would favor Zhang again, and he was reluctant to execute Zhang.

"If the officials get confused again, I won't be able to kneel down for a long time."

"This time, the officials must not be allowed to favor Mrs. Zhang again."

Soon, news of Zhang's use of witchcraft to curse His Highness the Crown Prince spread to the ears of the court ministers.Naturally, the Cao family also heard the news and were very shocked.

If Song Renzong didn't execute Zhang this time, the Cao family would never let it go.

After Yan Shu returned home, he immediately wrote to his friend Fan Zhongyan who was far away, telling him about Zhang's use of witchcraft to curse His Highness the Crown Prince.

Fan Zhongyan and others who are far away in other places don't know about His Royal Highness being cursed for the time being.If they knew, they would be even angrier than Yan Shu and the others.

In Kunning Palace, Song Renzong and Empress Cao stayed by Zhao Yang's bed after eating something.As for Master Kongjing, he has already returned to Xiangguo Temple.

At this time, Zhang Maoshi hurried in and reported to Song Renzong: "Officials, the Zhang family suddenly activated."

When Song Renzong heard this, his heart tightened slightly, and then he said to Zhang Maoshi in an indifferent tone: "Let the imperial physician go and save the child."

"Yes." Zhang Maoshi withdrew.

Empress Cao glanced at Song Renzong, and her tone was a little mocking: "If the officials are worried, you can go over and have a look, and I will guard Yang Yang."

Song Renzong naturally heard that Empress Cao was mocking him, but he was not angry.

"I have nothing to worry about." After finishing speaking, he said again, "I don't want to see her again!"

Empress Cao took a deep look at Song Renzong, and said nothing after that.

In Mingluan Pavilion, Mrs. Zhang is giving birth.

Although Song Renzong sent an imperial doctor and a medical girl there, Zhang's delivery was not smooth, and she did not give birth for a whole night.

Early the next morning, Song Renzong went to the morning court normally.

From the very beginning of the early dynasty, Yan Shu, as a representative, remonstrated Zhang's arrogance and domineering behavior all the time, then talked about Zhang's use of witchcraft to curse His Highness the Crown Prince, and finally said the disadvantages of using witchcraft.

After Yan Shu finished speaking, Pang Ji and the others came out one by one to ask Song Renzong to execute Zhang, otherwise Zhang would curse His Highness the Crown Prince again.

The ministers fought against Zhang with the same hatred.If Song Renzong still wanted to spare Zhang's life, they would not be able to kneel for a long time.

When Song Renzong heard the advice of the ministers, he was silent for a while, and then promised the ministers that Zhang would execute her when she gave birth to a dragon heir.

The ministers were very relieved to see that Song Renzong did not favor Zhang this time.

There are also ministers who proposed that the Zhang family cannot be spared, and the Zhang family cannot be allowed to use witchcraft again.

This proposal was immediately agreed by other ministers.

Seeing this, Song Renzong had no choice but to drive the Zhang family out of Bianjing.If the Zhang family dared to use the technique of witchcraft, they would definitely punish the nine clans.

The ministers were very satisfied with Song Renzong's punishment, so they didn't say anything more.

After talking about Mrs. Zhang, the ministers began to talk about government affairs.

Although Song Renzong was a little uncomfortable physically and not in good spirits, he still seriously discussed business matters with the ministers.

At the same time, in Kunning Palace, Zhao Yang woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw that Empress Cao, Miao Zhaorong, and Princess Fukang were all standing in front of his bed, and he couldn't help being stunned.

"Ma'am, what are you doing looking at me like that?"

Princess Fukang lay on the bed, propped her face with her hands, and looked at Zhao Yang with a smile: "See if you're awake."

"Sister, don't you need to go to school today?"

When Princess Fukang heard this, she immediately lowered her face, pouted her lips unhappily, and said, "Yangyang, I came to see you with good intentions, but you actually asked me to study, you are too bad."

Miao Zhaorong raised her hand and tapped her daughter's small head, "His Royal Highness is right, it's time for you to go to school."

"Can't I stay with Yang Yang for a while longer?" Princess Fukang took Empress Cao's arm and said coquettishly to Empress Cao.

"His Royal Highness is awake, Fukang, you should go to study."

"For the past two days, Fukang has been frightened, so don't go to study today." Empress Cao reached out and touched Princess Fukang's head, "I promise you to take a rest today."

"Thank you ma'am." Princess Fukang cheered, "I've been with Yang Yang all day today."

Miao Zhaorong smiled helplessly: "You are not allowed to disturb His Highness the Crown Prince's rest."

Princess Fukang raised her hand to make an oath: "I promise I won't make any noise."

Empress Cao looked at Zhao Yang lovingly: "Yang Yang, are you hungry?"

"A little hungry."

Chunyu immediately withdrew without Empress Cao's orders.Soon, she brought a basin of warm water and a cup of warm tea.

The warm tea is used to rinse Zhao Yang's mouth.

After Zhao Yang rinsed his mouth, Empress Cao washed his face with a wet towel.

After washing her son's face, Empress Cao fed him porridge herself.

Zhao Yang took a bite, and his eyes became bright immediately, "Is it the porridge made by the little lady?"

Miao Zhaorong was very happy to see that Zhao Yang tasted the porridge made by her.

"It's the fish porridge specially made for you by the little lady. Is it delicious?"

Zhao Yang nodded again and again: "It's delicious, very delicious, the food made by my little lady is the best."

"When you get well, my little lady will cook you a lot of delicious food." This time Zhao Yang fell ill, and Miao Zhaorong's fear and worry were no less than that of Empress Cao and Song Renzong.

"Then I have to get well soon."

Empress Cao said with a smile: "Since you like to eat the fish porridge cooked by the little lady, then eat more."

"it is good."

The fish porridge made by Miao Zhaorong not only has no fishy smell, but is very tender and delicious.Zhao Yang ate the whole bowl of fish porridge.

After Zhao Yang finished eating the porridge, Chunyu brought the freshly fried medicine again.

Smelling the bitter taste of the medicine, Zhao Yang immediately frowned in disgust.

Empress Cao saw her son's wrinkled face, with a very resistant expression, and coaxed gently: "After drinking the medicine, you will recover quickly."

"Ma'am, I want to drink it myself, don't feed me." Drinking the medicine one mouthful at a time will only make him suffer more.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so he might as well drink it all in one go.

"It's a little hot." Empress Cao blew while stirring the medicine.Afterwards, she tasted it herself and found that the temperature was no longer hot, so she handed it to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang wrinkled his nose, took the medicine bowl with both hands, and drank it tragically.

Seeing Zhao Yang's painful appearance, Princess Fukang felt very empathetic. She also wrinkled her face with a very disgusted expression.

Empress Cao and Miao Zhaorong almost couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhao Yang's desperate appearance.

Zhao Yang raised his face, gurgling, and finally drank a bowl of bitter medicine.After drinking the medicine, his facial features were painfully crowded together.

Empress Cao stuffed a piece of candied fruit into her son's mouth very timely.Zhao Yang ate three pieces of candied fruit in a row to suppress the bitter taste in his mouth.

At this time, Chunyu walked in with a hurried expression.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Zhang just passed away."

Empress Cao and Miao Zhaorong were slightly taken aback when they heard this, and then asked, "Why is it gone?"

"Ms. Zhang passed away not long after giving birth to the prince." Chunyu said with a look of horror, "Mrs. Zhang gave birth to a stillborn baby."

"stillbirth?"

"Your Majesty, you are still a freak." Chunyu said with horror on her face. "It is said that the child was born with a black body and looked very frightening. It frightened the nurse and midwife."

Miao Zhaorong snorted coldly: "This is retribution."

Empress Cao didn't speak, but she felt that it was cheaper for Mrs. Zhang to let her die so soon.

Chunyu opened her mouth to say something, but hesitated to say anything.

Seeing this, Empress Cao said softly, "What else is there?"

Seeing that Zhao Yang and Princess Fukang were looking at her curiously, Chunyu didn't dare to speak out, for fear of scaring them, so she walked up to Empress Cao and whispered in her ear: "Mother, Mrs. Zhang's death looks very strange." It's ugly, I heard that the eyeballs are about to pop out, and the mouth grows very big, which is very scary and gloomy."

Empress Cao sneered, "What right does she have to die with peace in mind."

"Mother, it's not good for Mrs. Zhang to die and give birth to a strange stillborn baby. I'd better invite the master to take a look, otherwise I don't know what will happen." Chunyu meant to ask the master to save me, otherwise Zhang and Mrs. That stillborn undead will make waves.

"Send someone to invite you to Xiangguo Temple." Empress Cao asked, "Where are the officials?"

"The officials haven't made the morning court yet."

"Send someone to tell Zhang Maoshi and let him deal with it." It stands to reason that after the death of the concubine in the harem, Empress Cao would arrange to deal with the funeral of the concubine, but Empress Cao hated Zhang so much that she didn't want to deal with her funeral , so let Chunyu go to Zhang Maoshi.

"Yes, this servant girl will go to Mr. Zhang now."

When Chunyu left, Miao Zhaorong asked, "Ma'am, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I will ask Chunyu to inform Zhang Maoshi, and let Zhang Maoshi handle Zhang's funeral."

The medicine Zhao Yang drank had the effect of sleeping. He had just finished drinking the medicine, and now he felt sleepy again.

Seeing that her son was asleep, Empress Cao carefully tucked the quilt up for her son.

"Ma'am, you go out, I will guard Yang Yang."

"Okay, then you guard Yang Yang."

Miao Zhaorong patted Princess Fukang on the head, and warned her in a low voice: "Don't wake up His Royal Highness."

Princess Fukang nodded obediently, and said in a low voice: "I won't wake Yang Yang up."

Miao Zhaorong went out with Empress Cao, and Empress Cao told her about Zhang's death.

"Your Majesty, this is her retribution." Miao Zhaorong had no sympathy for Zhang's experience. "She deserved it."

Empress Cao nodded lightly: "Well, but she died like this, it's cheaper for her."

"Isn't it?" Miao Zhaorong said bitterly, "It's really too cheap for her to die so easily."

"It's all dead, so that's the only way to forget it." Everyone is dead, no matter how much Empress Cao hates her, she can't do anything.

Miao Zhaorong asked, "Does the official know?"

"The officials haven't made the morning court yet."

"I don't know what the officials will do if they find out?" Miao Zhaorong was a little worried about Song Renzong. After all, Song Renzong loved Zhang very much in the past.Now that Mrs. Zhang passed away during childbirth, I'm afraid the officials will feel bad.

"If you are worried about the official family, you can go and have a look." Empress Cao knew Miao Zhaorong's feelings for Song Renzong, "You can go to Funing Palace and wait for the official family to go to court now."

Miao Zhaorong thought for a while and said, "Madam, let me go and have a look."

"Go." Zhao Yang was cursed by Zhang's use of witchcraft dolls. Although it was not Song Renzong's fault, Empress Cao still blamed Song Renzong.Before Zhao Yang's accident, Empress Cao respected Song Renzong very much.However, the current Empress Cao is only indifferent to Song Renzong.

Miao Zhaorong had just arrived at Funing Palace, and Song Renzong had just come down to court.

Song Renzong was a little surprised to see Miao Zhaorong coming to him.He suddenly thought of something, and became nervous, "Did something happen to Yang Yang?"

"Officials, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very well. Not long ago, he ate a bowl of porridge and drank some medicine, and just fell asleep again." Miao Zhaorong smiled gently at Song Renzong, "Don't worry."

Song Renzong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the words.

"It's good that Yang Yang is fine."

Miao Zhaorong looked at Song Renzong, hesitated before speaking: "Official family, Mrs. Zhang is gone."

When Song Renzong heard this, he couldn't help but froze.

Miao Zhaorong continued: "Ms. Zhang gave birth to a stillborn baby, and it was a freak."

"What?" Song Renzong looked shocked, "Stillborn, or a freak?"

"Yes." Miao Zhaorong told Song Renzong what she learned from Empress Cao, "The empress has sent Zhang Maoshi to deal with Zhang's funeral."

Song Renzong's chest was throbbing again. He resisted the pain and said calmly, "Let Zhang Maoshi deal with it according to the rules."

Miao Zhaorong was slightly relieved when she saw that Song Renzong's expression was calm and he couldn't see any sadness.However, I am still a little worried.

"Officer, are you okay?"

Song Renzong smiled slightly at Miao Zhaorong: "I'm fine."

"Are you really okay?" Miao Zhaorong knew Song Renzong best.He likes to pretend that nothing happened since he was a child, and then hides somewhere secretly sad.

Song Renzong held Miao Zhaorong's hand, patted the back of her hand lightly, and said to her gently: "I'm really fine."

Miao Zhaorong sighed softly in her heart, the officials said he was fine, so she could only assume that he was fine.

"Officials, you haven't had breakfast just now, so I'll serve you breakfast."

"I ate some snacks before going to court, and I'm not hungry yet." Song Renzong resisted the colic in his heart, and said to Miao Zhaorong pretending to be okay, "Suier, I still have a lot of papers to review. , you go back first."

Miao Zhaorong had already guessed that Song Renzong would say this, "Officials, you are busy, then I will go back first."

After Miao Zhaorong left, Song Renzong went into the imperial study and reviewed the papers as if nothing had happened, but after reading for a while, his chest became more painful, and he quickly reached out to cover his chest.Because of too much pain, he lay on the imperial table.

Song Renzong buried his face in his arms and couldn't see his expression, but from his twitching shoulders, it could be seen that he was in a very restless mood at this time.

Back at Kunning Palace, Miao Zhaorong looked very worried.

"Your Majesty, the official..." It was probably him who was hiding quietly and sad again.

"Ms. Zhang is the one he loved, and Mrs. Zhang and her children are gone, so it is impossible for him not to be sad." Besides Miao Zhaorong, Empress Cao is also the person who knows Song Renzong best.

"Ma'am, what should I do then?"

"Let him be alone." Although Empress Cao angered Song Renzong, she didn't want Song Renzong to have an accident. "If you go now, he won't see you either."

"That's the only way to go." Miao Zhaorong said again, "If the officials have not come to Kunning Palace to visit His Highness the Crown Prince by noon, then I will go and see him."

Empress Cao nodded slightly: "Yes."

In Mingluan Pavilion, Zhang Maoshi is leading people to deal with Zhang's funeral.

Because Zhang was demoted to be a commoner, her funeral was not standardized.To be precise, she did not have a funeral.

After Zhang Maoshi put the corpses of Mrs. Zhang and her child in the coffin, he ordered people to carry them out of the palace, and chose a random place for burial.As for setting up a mourning hall, there is no way for people to worship.

Before noon, Zhang Maoshi took care of the funeral affairs of Mrs. Zhang and her child.He first went to Kunning Palace to report the matter to Empress Cao.

Empress Cao was very satisfied with Zhang Maoshi's work efficiency and asked him to tell Song Renzong.

When Zhang Maoshi returned to Funing Palace, Song Renzong had returned to normal, and there was no abnormality in him at all.However, Zhang Maoshi still found that Song Renzong's eyes were a little red.

After listening to Zhang Maoshi's report, Song Renzong nodded calmly: "Seal the Mingluan Pavilion."

"Yes, official." Zhang Maoshi was afraid that Song Renzong would feel guilty about Zhang's stillbirth, so he thought for a while and said, "Official, Zhang's stillbirth is not because she was too sad, but because she took the folk prescription Shengzi Pill." .”

Song Renzong looked surprised: "Shengzi Pill?"

"Yes, Jubai, the court lady next to Mrs. Zhang, said that in order to give birth to a prince, Mrs. Zhang asked Zhang Yaozuo to spend a lot of money to buy a folk recipe for giving birth to a child." Zhang Mao said honestly, "Eating this recipe can give birth to a prince, but it is harmful to the mother's body. It hurts a lot. Zhang's body is not very good, eating folk prescriptions will only make her health worse."

Song Renzong had a gloomy face and did not speak.

Zhang Maoshi continued: "Jubai also said that Mrs. Zhang knew that she would be very dangerous during childbirth, and would even die twice. There might also be a stillbirth, but Mrs. Zhang insisted on taking Shengzi Pills."

Song Renzong's face became more and more gloomy and frightening, Zhang Maoshi continued cautiously: "Mr. Zhang discussed with Zhang Yaozuo that if she gave birth to a stillborn baby, she would carry a child from outside to act as the prince."

With a bang, Song Renzong slapped the imperial table vigorously: "What did you say?"

Zhang Maoshi and Liang Yin were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground, "The officials calm down."

Song Renzong was so angry that he swung all the papers on the imperial table to the ground, "Hold a child from outside to be the prince?"

"Yes, official." Zhang Maoshi knelt on the ground and said, "Mrs. Zhang also said that if she does not give birth to a prince at that time, she will also carry a child from outside to act as it. They have already found the child outside. .”

Song Renzong gritted his teeth and asked, "Which family's child is it?"

"It's the child of Zhang's family. Zhang Yaozuo has an outsider who was pregnant at about the same time as Mrs. Zhang. If Mrs. Zhang gives birth to a daughter or a stillborn baby, then the son of this outsider will be used as the prince."

"Okay, very good!" Song Renzong's face was distorted with anger.

"Officials, you don't need to be sad about the death of Mrs. Zhang and the child." Zhang Maoshi was the person serving Song Renzong, so he naturally knew what Song Renzong was thinking.

Song Renzong's chest became more and more painful, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell forward.

"Officials!" Zhang Maoshi screamed, and then quickly got up to help Song Renzong, "Liang Yin, go and call the imperial physician."

"Yes." Liang Yin hurriedly ran out of Funing Palace to find the imperial physician.

Soon, the imperial physician came over and took Song Renzong's pulse carefully, saying that Song Renzong passed out because of angina pectoris.

Empress Cao and Miao Zhaorong learned that Song Renzong had passed out, and hurried from Kunning Palace to Funing Palace.

The imperial physician told Empress Cao that Song Renzong had angina because he was too sad and too angry.In the future, Song Renzong can no longer be made to feel great sorrow and anger, otherwise Song Renzong will have a relapse of angina pectoris.

After the imperial physician left, Zhang Maoshi pleaded guilty to Empress Cao. It was his words that made Song Renzong dizzy.

After hearing Zhang Maoshi's words, Empress Cao and Miao Zhaorong were shocked by Zhang's madness and boldness.They didn't expect Mrs. Zhang to be so bold.

Miao Zhaorong said angrily, "How dare she?!"

Empress Cao sneered: "She dares to use witchcraft, so it's nothing to use a child from outside as a prince."

"The Zhang family is really vicious and lawless. Fortunately, the scheme did not succeed, otherwise..." Miao Zhaorong did not dare to think that if the Zhang family's sinister scheme succeeded, then the Song Dynasty would become the Zhang family's. This is really true. It's terrible.

"Sui'er, you stay in Funing Palace to take care of the official family, and I'll go back and take care of Yang Yang." Compared with Song Renzong, Zhao Yang is more important in Empress Cao's heart.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will take good care of the official family."

Empress Cao nodded slightly, left Funing Palace without saying anything.

Seeing that his lady came back, Zhao Yang hurriedly asked, "Madam, is daddy alright?"

"After taking the doctor's medicine, I'm fine."

"It's fine. Why did Dad suddenly pass out? Could it be because he guarded me and didn't have a good rest?"

"No, he fainted because of angina after hearing about Mrs. Zhang." Sitting by the bed, Empress Cao told Zhao Yang that Mrs. Zhang wanted to use Zhang Yaozuo's child as the prince.

After Zhao Yang heard it, he was shocked: "She really dares."

"She even dared to use witchcraft, so why not?" Empress Cao said sarcastically, "Your father was grieved because of her death. He also felt guilty because the child was stillborn. Knowing that all this is Zhang's conspiracy, I couldn't accept it for a while and passed out from anger."

"After all, Daddy has loved her for many years." Zhao Yang sighed old-fashionedly and said, "I guess Daddy was hit hard, and I'm afraid he won't be able to recover for a while."

Empress Cao smiled ironically, "He asked for it." Although Empress Cao always knew why officials liked Zhang, she didn't understand, and felt that Song Renzong was too naive.As it turns out, she was right.

"Ma'am, my being cursed has nothing to do with daddy, so don't be angry with daddy again." Zhao Yang sympathizes with Song Renzong very much now.No one would be able to accept this blow.

Seeing the pleading in her son's eyes, Empress Cao immediately softened her heart, and said to Zhao Yang gently: "Okay, for your sake, I won't argue with him."

"Thank you, ma'am." Zhao Yang knew in his heart that after he was cursed, Empress Cao might not even have the last bit of affection for Song Renzong.He told Empress Cao not to be angry with Song Renzong, hoping that she could maintain a polite relationship with Song Renzong as before, rather than a hatred relationship.

Empress Cao tapped her son's forehead lightly, and said angrily, "Why are you being polite to my lady?"

"Ma'am, I'm hungry, let's have lunch."

"Okay, let's have lunch."

After Zhao Yang and Empress Cao finished their lunch, Song Renzong in Funing Palace woke up.

After he woke up, he hugged Miao Zhaorong tightly.He seemed to regard Miao Zhaorong as the last driftwood and hugged her tightly.

Song Renzong hugged him too hard, which made Miao Zhaorong very painful, but she didn't push him away, but hugged him with the same strength.

"Officials, you still have me, the empress, your highness the prince, and Fukang."

Standing aside, Princess Fukang saw Song Renzong and Miao Zhaorong tightly hugging each other, and stepped forward to hug them.

"Daddy, sister is right, you still have us."

Song Renzong opened his hands and hugged Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang tightly in his arms.

"I still have you."

Under the comfort of Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang, Song Renzong gradually calmed down.However, he was heartbroken by Mrs. Zhang, and it will take some time to heal.

Song Renzong had lunch accompanied by Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang, and then had a good rest all afternoon accompanied by them.

Before dinner, he came to Kunning Palace to visit Zhao Yang.

It's just that after seeing him for a day, Song Renzong became haggard again, and Zhao Yang felt that he was ten years old all of a sudden.It seems that what happened to Mrs. Zhang hit him harder than they imagined.

"Daddy, are you okay?"

"Daddy is fine. How are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Song Renzong felt very guilty about his son.

"Daddy, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." Zhao Yang stretched out his hand to Song Renzong, and Song Renzong reached out to hold his little hand in his. "Daddy, it's not your fault that I'm sick. I don't blame you, and you don't blame yourself either."

When Song Renzong heard his son's words, his heart was sour, his eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were wet|moist.

"Yang Yang..."

"Daddy, it was Mrs. Zhang who hurt me, not you, so don't blame yourself." Zhao Yang shook Song Renzong's finger gently, and said in a childish voice, "You don't know Mrs. Zhang is so bad."

Song Renzong was afraid that his son would see him losing his composure, so he reached out and held his son in his arms.

Zhao Yang raised his hand and patted Song Renzong's back, comforting him softly: "Daddy, I don't blame you, so don't blame yourself either."

Song Renzong couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and shed tears silently.

"Daddy, I will take good care of you, so you should take care of yourself too." Song Renzong's health was not good, but this time because of Zhang's incident, he was so angry that he had angina pectoris.If he was allowed to go through such a thing again, he would probably die of anger at that time. "We all have to be good." He didn't want Song Renzong to die before he grew up, and then he would be forced to ascend the throne as a child emperor at a young age.

Song Renzong wiped his tears quietly, and said in a choked voice: "Okay, we all have to be good." Being comforted by his son, Song Renzong felt much better.

"Daddy, are you hungry? Let's have dinner together." Zhao Yang said bluntly, "Daddy, I want you to feed me."

"Okay, Daddy will feed you."

Zhao Yang pretended not to see Song Renzong's red eyes from crying, "After dinner, Daddy, you still have to read to me."

Song Renzong smiled and said, "Okay, Daddy will read to you."

When Miao Zhaorong and the others came in, seeing Song Renzong talking and laughing with Zhao Yang, they were completely relieved.

"With Yang Yang here, the officials will cheer up soon." Empress Cao raised her hand and gently patted Miao Zhaorong's shoulder, "Don't worry."

Seeing Song Renzong smile, Miao Zhaorong was also very happy: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has a solution."

"Sui'er, next you have to make up for the officials." Although Empress Cao doesn't like Song Renzong, she hopes that Song Renzong can be well before Zhao Yang grows up.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely let the officials take care of themselves earlier."

Empress Cao promised that Zhao Yang would not be angry with Song Renzong, so she really didn't care about him.

"Officials, let's eat."

Song Renzong didn't rush to eat by himself, but fed his son first.

Although Zhao Yang's body was still very weak, his appetite was not bad, and he ate another bowl of rice in the evening.

After Song Renzong finished his meal, he read to his son.Princess Fukang was lying beside the bed, listening to Song Renzong's reading.

Seeing this scene, Miao Zhaorong felt very warm.

At night, Song Renzong didn't go back to Funing Palace, and slept directly on the same bed with Zhao Yang.

Perhaps because his son slept beside him, Song Renzong slept very peacefully without nightmares.

In the following days, Song Renzong would visit and accompany Zhao Yang every day.Feed the son to eat, feed the son to drink medicine