The queen and Cao Muxue were placed in the house and covered with white cloth.
Yu Cheng approached and tremblingly stretched out his hand to uncover it.
Seeing those two familiar faces, seeing the hanging marks on their necks and their painful death looks, Yu Cheng felt a sudden pain in his heart and fell to his knees unsteadily.
"Mother, my sons and ministers are unfilial..." Yu Cheng held the queen's cold and stiff hand and cried bitterly.
Xie Wanruo stayed with her quietly without trying to persuade her.
After all, the queen is Yu Cheng's biological mother. Now that she is gone, it is natural for Yu Cheng to feel sad. Any words at this moment are pale and useless.
In this case, it is better to let Yu Cheng just cry happily and cry out all the depression in his heart, so that he can let go and return to normal life.
The cold palace was lonely, and Yu Cheng's cries floated in the room, breaking the hearts of those who heard it.
I don't know how long I cried. Yu Cheng was so overcome with grief that he fainted due to suffocation in breathing.
"Your Highness!" Xie Wanruo exclaimed and hurried to help Yu Cheng and asked people to come in and carry Yu Cheng back to the East Palace.
Not long after Xie Wanruo and Yu Cheng returned to the East Palace, Doctor Chen came in a hurry. After listening to Xie Wanruo's account, he hurriedly diagnosed and treated Yu Cheng.
"How?" Xie Wanruo squeezed her hands, worried.
Doctor Chen said: "His Royal Highness was overly grieved, and his heart energy was not smooth, which led to fainting. Fortunately, the wound was not affected. I will prescribe some medicine to soothe the liver and relieve depression, and I will also give you more advice."
"Thank you." Xie Wanruo looked heavy.
Yu Cheng had already arranged the funeral arrangements for the queen and Cao Muxue before going to Leng Palace. At this time, someone had carried them out of the palace and placed coffins for burial in the Cao family's ancestral grave.
Xie Wanruo didn't stop him.
Everything comes to an end after death, so there is no need to vent your anger on the corpse.
When Yu Cheng woke up, it was already afternoon.
Xie Wanruo took the warm fish fillet porridge and scooped it with a porcelain spoon to Yu Cheng's mouth.
"I can't eat it." Yu Chengbie began.
Xie Wanruo said solemnly: "His Highness's injury has not healed, and he is still in mourning. Doctor Chen has added some medicine. How can His Highness drink the medicine if he doesn't eat something?"
If you don't eat rice and drink medicine on an empty stomach, you will feel uncomfortable vomiting it out even if you drink it.
Yu Cheng frowned heavily and said feebly: "It doesn't matter if you don't drink for a day, I want to leave the palace to worship my mother."
Yu Cheng struggled to get out of bed, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he fell weakly on the edge of the bed.
Xie Wanruo looked on coldly and did not go to help him, but asked slowly: "How can His Highness go away in such a state? If he goes, will the Queen Mother be worried, and there will be no peace under the Nine Springs?"
When Yu Cheng heard this, he trembled all over.
Xie Wanruo continued: "His Highness should know why the Queen Mother and the others committed suicide. They worked so hard, can His Highness bear to let them down?"
"The man has been laid to rest, so what difference does it make if Your Highness is gone today or another day?"
"If Your Highness is truly ashamed, you should cheer up, eat well and drink medicine, get well as soon as possible, and then take Haoyan and the others to worship, so that they can rest in peace."
"The Queen Mother has worked hard to do so much so that His Highness can firmly sit on the throne of the Crown Prince. Now she has sacrificed her life in exchange for it. Your Highness really shouldn't suffer..."
Every word of Xie Wanruo's words struck into Yu Cheng's heart like a whip. Yu Cheng's heart trembled every time he said a word.
The room fell silent, Xie Wanruo sat in front of the bed with porridge, and let Yu Cheng fall to the ground in confusion.
After about a quarter of an hour, Yu Cheng held on to the edge of the bed, forced himself up, and sat back down on the bed with great effort.
"Give it to me." Yu Cheng stretched out his hand towards Xie Wanruo.
Xie Wanruo looked at the slightly trembling hand and said with a gentle expression: "This porridge is cold, I will serve another bowl for His Highness."
After saying this, Xie Wanruo stood up and walked to the table, filled a new bowl of hot porridge, brought it back to the bed and handed it to Yu Cheng.
Yu Cheng took it, picked up the spoon and started eating.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Yu Cheng felt warmer inside his body and regained some strength.
After a while, Yingyue brought the freshly cooked medicine. Xie Wanruo wanted to feed Yu Cheng after blowing the warm clothes.
Yu Cheng took it over and drank it down one after another.
No matter how bitter the medicine is, it is not as painful as the heart.
Xie Wanruo and Yingyue looked shocked, then let out a long sigh of relief.
They knew that Yu Cheng would get better soon.
The autumn sun strives to break through the thick clouds, casting a faint light before evening.
It is bright.
Zhou Boxu jointly investigated with the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment, and soon found out the evidence of crimes involving officials, as well as Cao Sheng's bullying of men and women, and various dirty deeds committed by Cao's family.
The most shocking crime among them was that the Minister of War recruited private soldiers for Cao Qian.
The emperor and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were shocked when they learned of this incident.
No one thought that Cao Qian would be so bold.
According to the Minister of War, Cao Qian secretly raised 30,000 private soldiers and hid them in a barren mountain nearly a hundred miles outside the western suburbs of the city.
"Damn it! He really thinks this world belongs to his Cao family!" Emperor Lei Lei was furious.
What does thirty thousand private soldiers mean?
This means that the Cao family has long been willing to rebel, and it means that Cao Qian can lead his troops to force the palace at any time.
If it weren't for the emperor's overt and covert actions in recent years, which put all 50,000 forbidden troops under Zhou Boxu's command, the generals in the capital camp would still have hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Yu Cheng had the military power but did not conspire with him. Cao Qian was afraid that He had already taken advantage of his position to lead his troops to force the palace.
The ambition of the wolf is so obvious that the world is in an uproar.
After the charges against Cao Qian and others were clearly investigated, notices were posted everywhere in Beijing, shocking the people.
After all, in the eyes of the people for so many years, the Cao family has been the pillar of Zhaozhao. Suddenly learning the true face of the Cao family is embarrassing.
Especially the disciples of Grand Master Cao, who had previously been convinced that the Cao family had been wronged, and clamored to go to Dali Temple to play drums and protest the grievances of the Cao family. Now everyone's face is as pale as earth, and they don't dare to say any more nonsense.
On August 19, Cao Qian and others were sentenced to death.
On August 21, Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu led people to inspect Cao Qian's den where he lent Tibetan silver, filling the empty treasury somewhat.
On August 23, Yu Zheng, Zhou Boxu and several generals led troops to the barren mountains west of the city and surrounded the 30,000 private soldiers that Cao Qian had secretly raised.
These private soldiers were very loyal to Cao Qian. As soon as they met, they raised their swords to fight, hoping to kill Yu Zheng to avenge Cao Qian.
Yu Zheng knew that these people would not give up until they saw the real chapter, and they needed to see blood and beat them before they would listen to their words, so he did not hesitate and ordered Shen Changze and others to lead the army to fight.
After all, these private soldiers were privately recruited and secretly raised. They were not as disciplined and trained as the imperial army, and their combat capabilities were not strong. They fought for less than half an hour before they retreated steadily.
Yu Zheng ordered them to be surrounded and unable to fly.
After the fierce battle, the private soldiers looked at the corpses of their companions around them, and then looked at the elite cavalry that surrounded them, feeling terrified.
The disparity between the two parties in terms of numbers and strength is so huge that there is no possibility of victory.
They stepped back step by step, the hand holding the knife began to tremble, and they looked at Yu Zheng with half murderous intent and half fear.
Yu Zheng stood proudly on his horse and said with a stern expression: "If you surrender, you will not be killed. You will be included in the imperial court and enjoy the same treatment as other soldiers."
This is great tolerance.
According to the law, they were Cao Qian's private soldiers and should be classified as rebels and executed together.
But there are too many people. If they are all killed, the people of Dazhao will definitely criticize them and they will be known as cruel. Moreover, it is a pity to kill 30,000 people in vain.
Since you are a soldier, you should die on the battlefield, so that you can make the best use of your resources and die in a worthy manner.
