In front of the Funing Hall, the eunuch Zhao Guochen bowed his head and came up with his mourning clothes with a smile on his face. He bowed to Zhao Hongsu with all due respect.
"Your Royal Highness, the official Yulong Bintian, you must enter the palace in filial piety."
Zhao Hong nodded, Zhao Guochen waved his hand, and two young eunuchs came forward with mourning clothes to put mourning on Zhao Hong.
"Stand back! I'll do it myself!"
Zhao Guochen came over in person and changed Zhao Hong's mourning clothes. When he touched the short knife on Zhao Hong's body and the round thunderbolt, Zhao Guochen's eyes were surprised, but he said nothing.
Zhao Hong and Zhao Guochen looked at each other, and Zhao Hong nodded slightly.
"Your Highness, please take care of yourself!"
Zhao Guochen whispered, his fingers trembling slightly, he stood up straight, and his face returned to a serious look.
"Thank you!"
Seeing Zhao Guochen trying to stay calm, Zhao Hong was secretly vigilant.
If this guy shouts randomly, he will be in big trouble.
Zhao Guochen waved his hands, and the two eunuchs pushed open the huge palace door and stood respectfully on both sides of the door.
The palace door opened wide, Zhao Hong took a deep breath, stepped forward, and was about to step in.
"Take care, Your Highness, there are traitors at work, so be careful!"
Zhao Guochen whispered something in Zhao Hong's ear, and he seemed to be much calmer, then he shouted loudly.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived!"
"Eunuch Zhao, we are so kind and kind, we will never forget you!"
Zhao Hong smiled slightly and said softly.
These lowly people in the palace all fight against themselves, but they are much more conscientious than Yang Guizhi and others.
It seems that his money was not wasted.
Zhao Hong was in front and Zhao Guochen was behind, and they entered Funing Hall one after another.
Above the main hall, there was a crowd of white crows, including civil servants and dignitaries in mourning clothes. Seeing Zhao Hong coming in, all the officials looked at him.
Zhao Hong strode forward without squinting his eyes. He could feel the officials' strangeness, but he had no time to watch.
Soon, maybe the next moment, everything will come to light and the evil will be revealed.
"Your Highness, the official family has passed away. Your Highness, please come to the official family's coffin to pay condolences!"
Shi Miyuan stood up and walked towards the coffin behind the curtain with Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong said softly when he saw that Shi Miyuan's eyes were bloodshot and he looked old and haggard.
"Shi Xiang, you worked hard all night, thank you for your hard work!"
Shi Miyuan trembled slightly and led Zhao Hong in without saying a word.
Zhao Hong entered the curtain, saluted Yang Guizhi who was also listless on the chair beside him, knelt in front of the coffin, kowtowed and cried loudly.
"Your Majesty, Daddy, why did you leave so suddenly? You can't leave! What will happen to the child if you leave? When you leave, a part of my life will also go with you! Daddy!"
Over the past six months, he had had a lot of contact with Zhao Kuo and became familiar with him. He was not only the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, but also an old friend of his. The two were already close friends.
Zhao Hong was originally an emotional person. Although he has passed away, his tears and emotions are still sincere.
While wailing, Zhao Hong was heartbroken and began to recite poems in a high-pitched voice, crying at the same time.
"I lost my arrogance, Yang Jun lost his willow, and the willow flew up to the sky. I asked Wu Gang what he had, and Wu Gang held out osmanthus wine. The lonely Chang'e spread her broad sleeves, and her loyal soul danced in the sky. Suddenly it was reported that there had been a tiger in the world, and tears flew down. Suddenly there was a downpour. Dad, the long song should be crying, the soul is coming back! The soul is coming back!"
Zhao Hong burst into tears, and the cries and condolences echoed throughout the palace. The civil and military ministers outside the curtain were frightened, and some shed tears.
His Royal Highness is truly the best in the world. A memorial essay written out of emotion without thinking about it is a rare masterpiece in the world. Some people even tried to recall Zhao Hong's poem just now in their minds and muttered to themselves. Some people even secretly thought that if this was added to Zhao Hong's poetry anthology, it would definitely be a hit.
When you are gone, a part of my life is gone too.
Zhen Dexiu shook his head slightly, his expression gloomy.
The prince's words are definitely the true meaning of life and a wise saying, much simpler and more noble than his Neo-Confucianism.
With the next sentence, Zhao Hong started to pick up the rhythm.
"Dad, you can go with peace of mind. After my son ascends the throne, you will work hard to make the Song Dynasty strong and the people prosperous, restore the Central Plains, welcome your coffin back to my hometown of the Song Dynasty, and be buried in my ancestral mausoleum of the Song Dynasty! Dad, go with peace of mind! Woo hoo! "
Zhao Hong's crying made all the officials in the palace sad, and the whole palace was filled with sobbing sounds.
The current prince is extremely filial and ambitious. After ascending the throne, the future of the Song Dynasty is promising.
Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaoweng looked at each other. Is the prince warning himself and others that the overall situation has been decided?
However, Zhao Guicheng has not shown up yet. I wonder if there is really a move to depose him?
Among the curtains, Yang Guizhi, who was dressed in plain clothes, glanced at Zhao Hong, who was crying and shouting, and coughed softly.
"Your Highness, I would like to express my condolences. It is better to return to the train first and listen to me read out the late emperor's last edict!"
This guy was shouting and sensationalizing, and he really thought he was the emperor of the Song Dynasty!
"My condolences, Queen!"
Zhao Hong wiped his tears and replied.
At this moment, Yang Guizhi is still making excuses. Does he really think he is an idiot?
"My condolences, Your Highness!"
Shi Miyuan's face was full of sadness, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked much older.
"Xiang Xiang, you are working hard on state affairs, but you can't stay up late anymore. After Gu takes the throne, you will have to rely more on Xiang Xiang!"
Zhao Hong said something out loud, not knowing whether it was true or false. When he got up, he wiped his nose and tears and wiped them on the hem of Shi Miyuan's clothes next to him.
Shi Miyuan was caught off guard and could only look at him in disgust, frowning, and led Zhao Hong out.
Seeing Yang Guizhi sitting on the chair with a haggard expression, Zhao Hong felt extremely disgusted, but he added another sentence without being disrespectful.
"My condolences, Queen Mother. Take care of your body. My child will definitely honor you after he ascends the throne!"
After the late emperor passed away, he couldn't be called "Queen" anymore, right?
Being too old to die is a thief! For the sake of his own selfish interests, he made false edicts to kill the important ministers of the country, and then falsely issued edicts to replace the current prince and usurp the new king. He was not clear about Shi Miyuan. He was extremely bold and shameless.
"Your Highness, please step aside."
Yang Guizhi looked at Zhao Hong coldly, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and his face returned to its ancient calmness.
"Thank you Queen Mother!"
Zhao Hong raised his head and saw the cold look in Yang Guizhi's eyes clearly. He couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed and angry.
Yang Guizhi, Empress Yang, it is more appropriate to call her Empress Dowager Yang now. There is a high probability that her path is going to be dark.
Yang Guizhi and Zhao Hong looked at each other, and Zhao Hong couldn't hide the sarcasm and disdain in his eyes. Yang Guizhi was startled, and the coldness in her eyes disappeared. She raised her eyebrows and was about to reprimand, but Zhao Hong had already exited the curtain.
Yang Guizhi looked at Zhao Hong's back, his brows furrowed and his almond-shaped eyes widened angrily.
This Zhao Hong, why would he do this to himself? How dare he do this?
It seems that he did nothing wrong by deposing the prince!
The cold expression turned into anger, and Yang Guizhi's heart suddenly returned to its cold hardness.
Shi Miyuan and Yang Guizhi's eyes briefly collided. Shi Miyuan nodded slightly to Yang Guizhi and followed Zhao Hong out.
Zhao Hong came out of the tent and was led to the front row of courtiers on the left by Xia Zhen, the palace commander, and Shi Liangqing, the commander of the Golden Spear Squadron, another Forbidden Army general. He was still in the same position as when he went to court. On his left and right sides, the fat Xia Zhen and the young and strong Shi Liangqing were always with him.
"Shuai Xia, why is Gu still standing here? The late emperor passed away, and the country cannot be without a king for a day. Shouldn't Gu, the crown prince of the Song Dynasty, ascend the throne immediately, that is, the emperor's position?"
Zhao Hong pretended to be puzzled and shouted in surprise.
This fat man, so handsome, thinks he is tall and strong, but he is weak and can be controlled.
The eyes of all the officials in the court glanced over.
According to the usual practice, when the late emperor dies, the current prince does not immediately ascend the throne. How does it seem strange?
Wu Jing looked at Zhao Hong in surprise, frowning.
The outside was heavily guarded and had many checkpoints. He really wanted to know how Zhao Hong got into Funing Palace?
Or is it that, under all layers of vigilance, Zhao Hong is already helpless?
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, before the edict is read out, Your Highness should wait here for the edict. After the edict is read out, please invite the Crown Prince to take the throne. This is what the Queen Mother has ordered, so please don't be stubborn!"
Shi Liangqing looked at Xia Zhen, who was sweating on his forehead and whispered to Zhao Hong quickly.
This fool talks so much nonsense that he soon realizes that he is a super trash who has been deposed.
"It turns out it was the Queen Mother's order, so I'd rather be respectful than obey and just wait with peace of mind!"
Zhao Hong deliberately raised his voice so that everyone in the hall heard it clearly.
The late emperor passed away and the prince did not ascend to the great throne. Is his position empty?
Some ministers have smelled something unusual.
Zhao Hong looked at Xia Zhen and Shi Liangqing, who looked contemptuously behind him, and smiled silly.
With his peripheral vision, he glanced towards the corner of the palace. Among the several generals of the Forbidden Army, there seemed to be close associates of Shi Miyuan and Xia Zhen.
He glanced at Shi Miyuan, Xue Ji and other ministers in the hall, then passed over Yang Guizhi's figure behind the curtain, and slowly pulled it back.
Subconsciously, he touched the hard dagger on his body and the round thunderbolt.
The blood on the short knife had been wiped clean by Li Tang. However, it may get dirty again soon.
At this moment, the fighting spirit in his chest was burning and it was difficult to calm down.
I hope the fire in him will not go out by then.
No one can stop him in this hall. No matter who is blocking the way, even if he cannot become the emperor, he will definitely kill him and ruthlessly remove him before he is deposed.
And Shi Miyuan, the man on the jade steps who harmed himself, the country and the people, will be his first target.
It shouldn't be difficult to suddenly attack after about twenty steps.
"Please ask the Prime Minister to read out the late emperor's edict!"
Zhao Guochen's sharp voice sounded, and Zhao Hong couldn't help but snorted slightly.
He already had a succession edict, and it was impossible for Zhao Kuo to write another one. Although Zhao Kuo is a coward, he is not an idiot.
Needless to say, this was definitely a pretentious edict prepared by Shi Miyuan.
He wanted to hear what kind of legacy the late emperor had.
During the shift, Zhen Dexiu was furious and was about to rush out to reveal the truth, but Wei Liaoweng grabbed his sleeve.
Zhen Dexiu stared angrily, while Wei Liaowen remained calm, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Zhao Hong who was standing in front of the left wing.
Zhen Dexiu looked at Zhao Hong, who looked at ease, and the look on his face was interesting.
Zhen Dexiu looked at Zhao Hong, hesitated for a moment, and finally had no impulse.
Zhao Hong had anticipated all this and should not remain indifferent.
Shi Miyuan, who was on the jade steps, obviously hadn't realized anything was wrong in the palace. He opened the jade box and took out the "edict" with a solemn expression, without even looking at Zhao Hong. He faced the officials in the palace and read it loudly.
Zhao Hong looked at Shi Miyuan and secretly appreciated it. Shi Miyuan's calmness alone made him feel ashamed.
This acting skill can definitely award the Oscar for Best Actor on the spot.
Xia Zhen and Shi Liangqing looked at Zhao Hong, made eye contact, and snorted secretly.
He is about to be deposed, but he is still ignorant. He is very interested in listening, and he is really big-hearted.
When everyone in the palace bowed their heads in mourning, they were all ready to listen carefully like Zhao Hong.
Some ministers looked at Zhao Hong unconsciously, with envy in their eyes.
In less than a moment, His Highness the Crown Prince will be crowned the Emperor of the Song Dynasty.
Some people looked at Zhao Hong and were secretly frightened.
Perhaps soon, the nominal crown prince of the Song Dynasty will be deposed.
