Chapter 1,390
A series of rectifications made the palace stewards and chief ministers no longer dare to do things half-heartedly, and they all did what they should do carefully.
As for the fire in the mourning hall, Ling Yu killed the steward in charge of the mourning hall and re-appointed an experienced and careful nanny as the steward.
The two guards and Qi De who escorted Xiao Yue to the Queen Mother Yanfu Palace were given additional salaries as rewards.
Because the two guards were serious and responsible, Xiao Lintian specially asked them to be Xiao Yue's personal guards.
These three people later found out that they were almost involved in the emperor's assassination. It was because of their seriousness and responsibility that they saved their young master from being plotted against.
After this disaster, the three of them paid even more attention to Xiao Yue's safety. Xiao Yue was not allowed to set foot in any place that he felt was dangerous.
Xiao Yue was also told about the stakes by Granny Li, and he had a deeper understanding of how his words and deeds would affect Ling Yu. At a young age, he also began to learn to defend himself.
In this way, all parties cooperated, and there were no more problems during the rest of the wake.
Zhao Zhenzhen's funeral seemed insignificant before Emperor Wu'an's funeral. The funeral held for her by Prince Kang's Palace was simple and crude, and no one paid attention to it.
On the day of the funeral, except for the Zhao family and several wives of officials from King Kang's party, no one came to see him off.
Mrs. Zhao was heartbroken and bedridden.
Although Xiao Lintian was angry at Zhao Hui for instigating someone to assassinate him, there was no proof. In addition, Zhao Zhenzhen seemed to be implicated by him and died under the assassin's sword.
As the emperor, he had to express his feelings and sent Eunuch Xie to see Zhao Zhenzhen off on his behalf.
To compensate for King Kang's loss of Princess Kang, Xiao Lintian rewarded her with a batch of property.
After the seven-day vigil, the Supreme Emperor was encased and awaited his burial.
Before the burial, the Queen Mother specially summoned Prime Minister Lu and Prime Minister Zhao to ask them about the progress of investigating the cause of Emperor Wu'an's death.
Even if Zhao Hui wanted to slander Ling Yu, he found several imperial doctors with superb medical skills to examine Emperor Wu'an's body and found no signs of poisoning.
If there is no evidence, it is a false accusation, and the consequences are not something Zhao Hui can bear.
In the end, Zhao Hui could only admit angrily that Emperor Wu An died of a sudden heart attack.
Zhao Hui had no objections, and Prime Minister Lu had no objections at all. The matter was concluded as death due to a sudden heart attack.
Ling Yu didn't find any useful clues, so he acquiesced in the conclusion made by Zhao Hui and others.
Emperor Wu'an was buried smoothly.
Although Concubine Shao still wanted to find an opportunity to cause trouble for Xiao Lintian and Ling Yu, the Queen Mother suppressed her and Ling Yu was heavily guarded, so she never found another opportunity.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the first snow fell in the imperial capital.
Emperor Wu'an's coffin was also sent to the imperial mausoleum for burial on this day.
Snowflakes are falling and the wind is biting.
A funeral team of seventy-two people carried the coffin of the Supreme Emperor out of Donghua Gate, and Xiao Lintian led all the civil and military officials to the funeral.
King Kang and his entourage followed behind, with a look of mourning on their faces.
Monks and Taoist priests, wearing robes and carrying law enforcement weapons, chanted sutras and sent the emperor on his way.
The funeral procession stretched for nearly ten miles and sent Emperor Wu'an off respectfully.
As the coffin passed by, the people knelt down and worshiped. Emperor Wu'an was sent to the imperial mausoleum in the wind and snow.
No one noticed that there was a hill outside the city gate, and two women wearing white cloaks were standing on the hill.
The white clothes mixed with the surrounding snow, and seemed to merge with the heaven and earth.
One of them was a tall woman, with a cloak that mostly covered her face, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.
She looked at the long funeral procession with indifferent eyes.
Ling Yu, what kind of person is she?
The woman frowned slightly. She still had many important things to do, and she was extremely unhappy to be called back suddenly by her father.
This Ling Yu is the culprit!
She had to deal with Ling Yu quickly before she could leave...
