"Your Majesty..."
The eldest princess stepped into the Qianqing Gate and quickly walked to Emperor Wen Hui's side. The Imperial Army of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the rickety old man were both shocked.
"It's not good to protect him, so he should be killed."
Raising her hand to point at the imperial guards behind the emperor, the eldest princess had the rickety old man and the dozen or so imperial guards who had previously been guarding Emperor Wen Hui be escorted down, while she stretched out her hand to sniff at Emperor Wen Hui.
After a while, she said in a deep voice: "The Holy Emperor passed away."
Song Fu and Ming Xiang stood behind the eldest princess, but their eyes were focused on Song Wan, who was curled up not far away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"The Holy Emperor passed away?"
One person murmured, as if he couldn't understand what the eldest princess said for a moment, and he seemed to be in disbelief.
After the Imperial Army was escorted away, several people from the East Palace broke away from their shackles and quickly ran towards Lu Youyun and Song Wan. They gently laid Lu Youyun aside, who had long since died, and cried bitterly. The woman's painful cries alerted the ministers. There was silence for a moment outside the Qianqing door, and then sparse, intermittent cries were heard.
After a while, the judge of Taiyuan Hospital, Song Lanan, Zheng Yunshan and others hurried over. When Song Lanan saw Emperor Wen Hui lying in front of him, his eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.
"Your Highness Third Prince..."
Zheng Yunshan looked at Shen Qianbai, who seemed to have sorrow in his eyes, and whispered: "The Holy Emperor passed away, and he asked the third prince to supervise the country on his behalf. Now the Suhe matter can no longer be postponed."
After hearing this, all the ministers also echoed: "Please ask the third prince to supervise the country on your behalf, and take the jade seal and issue an edict to send troops to Suhe River."
"Your Highness, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. We must not delay it any longer."
Shen Qianbai held back tears, and opened and closed her thin lips under the silver mask, but was unable to make a sound, so she could only nod her head.
The eldest princess glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "I will temporarily take care of the funeral of Emperor Daxing. If the matter is urgent, please follow the authority. You take the border war as your priority."
National mourning is a major event, and the eldest princess clearly wanted to keep things simple. Several veterans looked at each other, not knowing how to make a decision.
Grandfather Shang Rong, supported by several ministers, stepped forward and knelt down tremblingly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, is considerate of your ministers and has worked diligently to manage the Dongning River and Mountains for me all year round. Now that he is dead, he will not let all the people in the world work hard for this. We will wait for you." As a minister, you should carry on the legacy of the Holy One and protect our country in Dongning."
Song Lan'an and others knelt outside the Qianqing Gate and all agreed.
The eldest princess waved her hand, pressed the corners of her eyes and said yes, and then had Emperor Wen Hui's body carried away properly.
"I also invite His Highness the Third Prince to come to Taiji Hall to discuss business matters."
Zheng Yunshan hurriedly spoke, and other ministers were also anxious, and soon they hugged the third prince to the Taiji Hall.
After everyone left, several female relatives in the East Palace and Song Fu hurried to Song Wan's side.
"Wan'er?"
Song Wan's face was pale and he had already fainted and lost consciousness.
Song Fu wanted to pick him up, but was stopped by the eldest princess. She pointed to the chamberlain beside her and said, "Send Song Chenghui back to the East Palace."
The waiter picked her up, and everyone saw a pool of blood under her body.
Song Fuzheng wanted to step forward, but was blocked by Ming Xiang: "The harem is inconvenient, my husband went to find his father... I will take care of Wan'er."
"Excuse me, madam."
Ming Xiang had a serious face and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, husband, Xiang'er will take good care of my sister."
The eldest princess waited for the couple to finish speaking, then asked the maid next to her to accompany Mingxiang to the East Palace.
When Song Wan woke up, it was already dark. She felt severe pain in her lower abdomen, and half of her body seemed numb. Just as he was about to get up, Mingxiang came over with a bowl of soup that had been warmed for a long time.
As soon as he saw her weak look, Mingxiang's eyes turned red: "Are you awake?"
Song Wan nodded slightly and said in a weak tone: "Youyun..."
"During the national mourning period, Lu Liangyuan's funeral can only be kept simple."
The tip of Song Wan's nose felt sore and he couldn't help but shed tears.
Mingxiang waited quietly at the side, and when the choking subsided, he spoke: "Did you know..."
Song Wan raised his head, his eyes seemed to be pleading, and Ming Xiang couldn't bear to ask any more questions.
"Has the Third Prince ever sent troops to reinforce Suhe?"
Ming Xiang nodded: "We have mobilized troops from the five command divisions and eighty-five guard stations around the Suhe River to rush here."
As she spoke, there seemed to be hesitation in her eyes.
Song Wan endured the abdominal pain and said, "Are there any other mistakes?"
"The treasury is out of money. I'm afraid it will be difficult to prepare this food and grass."
The court was caught off guard by this battle. Emperor Wen Hui emptied most of the money in the treasury and sent it to Nanqing. Even the internal money and food were privately sent to Qin Rao. In this battle in Dongning, I really don’t know how to proceed.
With a slight sigh, Ming Xiang said: "Now my husband is preparing money, food and grass in the west with the ministers of the court. I don't know...how long it can last."
Song Wan pinched the quilt, and his heart tightened.
She was anxious but didn't know what to do.
Even though she used to boast that she was somewhat intelligent, she was unable to do anything about such a major event.
She has been trapped in the back house all her life, and there is only one world she can see and know. Outside of this world, she knew nothing. She has never seen the scenery, rocks and trees outside the back house, nor has she seen the food and clothing of the common people.
The book contains many principles of self-cultivation and rationality, but it does not teach people how to earn money.
"Sister-in-law, Wan'er, can I ask you a favor?"
Mingxiang blinked his eyes, with a faint smile in his eyes: "I am... a sister-in-law... don't say beg or not."
The little girl was a little shy, and the speech impediment that had not appeared for a long time also appeared due to shyness.
"Although I am a few years younger than you, as a sister-in-law... you should love your sister."
Song Wan, who was weak and pale-faced, couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this.
"You said, no matter what happens, my sister-in-law will help you do it."
"Sister-in-law, can you help Wan'er bring Lin from Chengyang Marquis Mansion into the palace?"
At this moment, Song Wan knew that she was far inferior to Lin Jiayue. She used to think that the other party was lacking in education, but she didn't expect that Lin Jiayue's horizons were much wider than hers. Although that person's actions were difficult to see through, the methods in her hands were always easy to use.
Just like that day when she promised to tell the world what Emperor Wen Hui had done the next night, she really did it.
The ministers in the court were helpless with matters such as military pay, food and fodder, but she was not necessarily helpless.
"This matter is easy to handle. You will be healthy and healthy. My sister-in-law will bring her to see you tomorrow."
If others were afraid of not being able to bring people into the palace during the national mourning period, Mingxiang could do it. Now the eldest princess is temporarily living in the harem to help manage the harem's government affairs, and she is the only one who can speak.
After coaxing Song Wan to rest, Ming Xiang went to Chengyang Marquis Mansion to announce that Lin Jiayue would enter the palace tomorrow.
