When the Queen Mother asked this question, many people present sighed in their hearts, "Okay."
Chen Shao clenched his hands and felt sweat on his palms.
This short moment just now was almost suffocating.
However, this woman...
He couldn't help but look at Cheng Jiaoniang over there.
The commotion in the palace just now was so menacing and lively, but she always stood there with a calm expression. It was obvious that events were surrounding her, but she seemed to be standing aside and watching the excitement.
Of course, this situation was different from the last time Feng Lin impeached her. Her self-defense was completely unconvincing, and the Queen Mother would not listen. Unexpectedly, she did not defend herself, but just nodded in acknowledgement.
Everything has two sides, good and bad, good and bad come and go. She can draw thunder, so she brings today's disaster, but she can draw thunder, so she can solve today's disaster.
The thing was that simple, but his nervousness just now and Zhang Chun's words were in vain.
This woman always makes people worry about life and death, but in the end she resolves it with ease, making them look like fools.
No, it’s not that they are fools, it’s that they are too smart and think too much, and because this woman was once stupid, her ideas go straight to the point, simplifying the complex and getting to the point of what is needed...
The key is what you need. Everyone has selfish motives and everyone has needs.
"Then how to prove it?"
The Queen Mother's voice interrupted Chen Shao's random thoughts, and he quickly straightened his expression and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"If there is another thunderstorm day, I can prove it and trigger thunder in the world." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Stay longer? What if there are no thunderstorms in a year and a half?" one of the courtiers said.
This is naturally Gao Lingbo's person.
At this time, Gao Lingbo was silent, as quiet as if the previous madness had never gone away.
Naturally, this kind of silence has not been given up. There must be a frightening fierce light in the silent lowered eyes.
"Yes, Prince Ping can't wait," the Queen Mother said.
"It won't be that long. There will definitely be thunderstorms in three to five days." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Ms. Cheng is so powerful, she can control the wind and rain." Another courtier said with a half-smile.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.
"Wind and rain are there, and they remind the world through various methods." She said, "If you can't see it, you are just stupid."
Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud, but then they quickly lowered their heads and hid.
Laughing at this time is courting death.
Unfortunately, everyone paid attention to Cheng Jiaoniang and ignored him.
The courtier's face was livid, he snorted angrily, and had nothing to say.
"As expected of Jiangzhou." He muttered.
By the way, Gao Lingbo vented his anger at being scolded by Zhang Chun. Of course, his voice was too low and Zhang Jiangzhou didn't hear it.
"In that case, I'll let Zhongshu arrange it." The Queen Mother said. She was already very anxious and exhausted at this point, stroking her forehead with her hand.
Chen Shao stepped forward to accept the order.
"Your Majesty's condition is unknown, and I will be on duty in the palace." He added.
The Queen Mother weakly waved her hands in agreement.
"It's up to you, Mr. Chen, to make the decision." She said, turning to look at the unconscious emperor, and she suddenly felt sad again.
"Your Majesty."
The Queen Mother cried loudly while holding on to the couch.
Suddenly the whole room was filled with cries.
At this time, outside the palace, news had spread that Prince Ping had been killed and that the emperor was critically ill. However, because the palace doors were closed and the courtiers were still in the palace, the details were not clear, and the news spread a lot.
Gao Lingbo can hold up the jade belt given by the late emperor and break through the palace gate, but others don't have the courage. At this time, you deserve to be killed directly in front of the palace gate by the imperial army.
However, Gao Lingbo rushed into the palace with a jade belt, so he must have been extremely accurate, and all the courtiers outside suddenly stood up and became confused.
Master Zhou's study room was crowded with people, and seven or eight Qing Dynasty guests were busy writing.
"Keep it simple, keep it simple, they are not fools, the most important thing is to send the letter as soon as possible." Mr. Zhou said while pacing.
"Write a few more from the northwest, they are not in the same place."
"For those in Shaanzhou, two letters are enough, one to the clan leader and one to the prefect."
"Sir, there must be no shortage of us at the prefect's place," said a Qing guest.
Mr. Zhou sighed.
"Then we cannot leave out our Zhou family," he said.
My whole family is in Shaanzhou, so I have to live up to my reputation.
Qingke nodded and said yes, continue writing.
When they came to the house here, Mrs. Zhou and her maid were rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find all the clothes and fabrics needed for the funeral.
Master Zhou looked upset and walked out. The yard was also very lively. The nephews and the housekeeper were removing the festive lanterns to cover the red carvings.
There is only one free.
"Prince Ping is really dead?" Zhou Feng said in a daze.
"He is really dead. How can this be false? Who dares to spread this nonsense?" Mr. Zhou said angrily, "Even the emperor..."
Even though he was at home, Mr. Zhou still didn't dare to say that word.
Zhou Sheng turned to look at him.
"Then, there's no need to get married," he said.
Ah? What?
Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment.
"My dear, she doesn't need to get married," Zhou Hui said.
If the emperor is gone, he will definitely not be able to get married during the funeral. Even if he does not die, he will not be able to get married because of his illness.
Mr. Zhou said oh.
"That's what it should be." He said.
"Father, King Ping is dead." Zhou Hui said again, emphasizing the word "death".
Prince Ping…
Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.
"...Father, Mr. Liu has a wind disease."
"Of course, she will definitely kill him. She always kills those who try to covet her."
"I don't know how she did it. Maybe she used her strength to kill the rogue, or she killed the little Xuanmiao temple owner and his adulterer in Jiangzhou with thunder and fire."
Words rang in my ears from far to near.
All dead...
Liu Xiaoli, who is the master of the temple, the thug who lived in Taiping, Feng Lin who fled the capital after being ruined...
Those people, those who have entanglements with her, those who want her property, those who threaten her, those who are detrimental to her...
"Have you forgotten who was the first matchmaker and the one who started the trouble?"
It’s King Ping!
This young and sole prince will be the emperor who will reign for a long time in the future. His joy and anger will definitely influence the court for a long time, and this influence will continue to his descendants...
With Prince Ping here, the Zhou family and the Cheng family can never stand up...
"Marriage is a trivial matter."
The words that the woman repeated several times rang in Mr. Zhou's ears.
But isn't it? Not only the marriage is a trivial matter, but even Prince Ping is a trivial matter...
Even King Ping is dead...
Is it her?
Mr. Zhou wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask. He just felt that his legs were weak and he held on to the pillars with his hands.
I have to kiss my mother and I!
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"I'm telling you, Banqin, you don't need to make a wedding dress. Anyone who touches your wife will be in trouble."
In the Zhang family's courtyard, Mrs. Zhang smiled.
What responded to him was the woman crying louder.
"Oh, sir, please stop teasing Banqin." The old servant stamped his feet and said, "When did this happen!"
He went to comfort the crying girl again.
"It's still uncertain, just in case...there is a national mourning, it will be the same if we get married after that...it just so happens that your wedding dress can be prepared slowly."
"Hey, that's not necessarily the case." Mrs. Zhang said immediately, "Isn't it because Banqin is crying because she can't make the wedding dress?"
The old servant felt that the girl in front of him stiffened.
"Banqin, His Royal Highness Prince Ping was struck to death by lightning." Mr. Zhang said with a hint of meaning, "Did you cry when you heard this?"
Killed by lightning, killed by lightning...
The girl fell to the ground and cried loudly.
"..Oh sir, you are really...why are you talking about this!"
"...Oh, what's wrong with this? If we don't talk about it, others won't want to think about it? Who are we kidding..."
"...Master, are you gloating about your misfortune or what do you mean? I think you haven't been suffering from hunger for too long..."
"...Hey Wanping, you guys, do you want to eat from my Zhang family or from the Cheng family? Why are you all turning against her? It's not me who caused the trouble. Why are you getting angry at me? It's really unlucky. I'm just saying
, as long as you get involved with her, you will definitely be unlucky..."
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"I really didn't expect that."
A low sigh came from behind.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked back and saw Prince Jin'an walking behind with a serious look on his face.
After getting permission to leave the palace, it was already approaching dusk, and the palace that looked back became taller and taller in the setting sun.
"I really didn't expect it." King Jin'an continued, looking at the sky behind him, "It changes when God says it will."
Although he had hoped for Prince Ping's death many times and had personally arranged for severe diseases and epidemics, in the end it was all just plans.
Unexpectedly, Prince Ping died suddenly.
Still so dead...
He had watched the lightning strike with his own eyes, and now that he thought about it, his mind was still filled with shock.
dead…
His eyes fell on the palace, and he seemed to see the unrecognizable young man lying alone on the ground again...
Poor? Happy?
He himself couldn't tell what he was feeling, he probably had mixed emotions.
but…
He clenched the hands hanging by his sides.
What is hateful is that this disaster will harm others even if they die.
"This is impermanence." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The way of heaven is impermanent.
"This is normal." She added.
Prince Jin'an looked at her and nodded.
"Yes, impermanence is normal." He said, "There is nothing to be afraid of."
When I walked out of the palace door, it was immediately closed, with a feeling of panic and uneasiness.
The carriage that could have parked on Yu Street had been driven away, and Cheng Jiaoniang and Prince Jin'an had to walk all the way out along Yu Street.
Walking out of Royal Street, I finally saw a carriage parked on the roadside.
"Madam, Madam." Banqin answered with tears in her voice, without even bothering to lift the lantern.
The lights on Imperial Street flickered, making the road here look even more dim.
"Let's go." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Let me see you off. It may be inconvenient to see you after this trip back," said the King of Jin'an County.
"Ms. Cheng."
There was a voice coming from the side
Cheng Jiaoniang looked over and saw Qin Hu slowly walking out of the darkness in the corner.
"Mr. Qin." Cheng Jiaoniang's voice was a little surprised.
I have really been waiting...
"Your Highness, I would like to take a moment to speak with Madam Cheng," Qin Hu said.
Prince Jin'an nodded, turned around, walked to his carriage and left without saying anything.
"Qin Langjun, can I help you..." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Before she finished speaking, Qin Hu stepped forward and interrupted her.
"Are you...?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
Under the light swaying in the wind, the expression on Cheng Jiaoniang's face became calm. (To be continued)