This birthday party is destined to be disrupted.
The nanny and the cook beside Queen Xu were beaten to death. Yan Xianzhi complained to Queen Xu: "Mother, why are the people around you so unreliable? They almost killed your grandson!"
"Shut up!" Queen Xu suppressed the surging emotions and looked at Yan Xianzhi with hatred, "If you hadn't stayed in Songjiang Mansion, what happened today wouldn't have happened!"
She didn't end up stealing the chicken but losing the rice. She still harmed the person who should be harmed, but had to give up a helper.
Luqing was brought back to the house by Yan Fuguang. She didn't believe that the truth was that simple, but that seemed to be the case.
Emperor Xihe was convicted, and those who deserved punishment were punished. Yu Qianqian had a near miss, and it seemed like it was an accidental thing.
Seeing that Yan Fuguang didn't say anything, Queen Xu thought he had let down his guard and breathed a sigh of relief after returning to Fengyi Palace.
"You are really lucky!" She twirled the beads and knelt in front of the Buddha statue. "Bodhisattva has blessed me with the safe birth of my grandson, and has blessed me with everything going well in the future..."
As long as Yi Shi gives birth to a child and Yan Xianzhi has a daughter, then all her bold plans will be successful. Her son is no longer qualified to inherit the throne, but she still has her grandson. The matter has not been finalized yet, let's wait and see.
In the past month, there have been more and more memorials to impeach Yan Xianzhi, and Emperor Xihe could not bear the disturbance.
"I have punished this treacherous son many times. If he continues, I can only demote him to a commoner..." He rubbed his head and said in distress, "What can I do? There is another turmoil in the north. At this time, I am holding on to this treacherous son. What are you doing with your minor problems? Why don’t you talk about something more serious..."
Yan Fuguang ignored the others and asked specifically: "Is it another small tribe provoking?"
Emperor Xihe looked at the book with a gloomy face, but his expression did not soften: "This tribe has grown up by annexing several small tribes today. It has strong soldiers and horses and strong strength."
Yan Fuguang thought of Jiang Zhen's injury and said, "General Longhu was too seriously injured last time. He wrote to his ministers last time and said that his body has not recovered. Let's transfer some troops from the capital to deal with it first."
Emperor Xihe scratched his head: "Okay, then send his son Jiang Feng to go there. If there is a fight, he can help. If there is no fight, he can go and help Jiang Zhen share the burden."
The father and son had just finished discussing it, and Jiang Feng had only been five days away from the capital when the bad news came.
——General Jiang Zhen died in battle.
Emperor Xihe could hardly stand when he heard the news. He was so distraught that he couldn't believe it: "Seriously?"
"On the night of the eighth day of August, the barbarians attacked our army station at night. The general led a group of troops to fight with them. The enemy soldiers and horses were strong. The general pursued them and was surrounded. His chest was pierced by a sharp arrow, which hurt his heart..."
"I know...I know..." Emperor Xihe covered his heart and had difficulty breathing.
A courtier below comforted him: "General Longhu has spent his whole life in the military, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to do what he does when he gets old..."
After spending his whole life on the battlefield, suffering countless wounds from swords and swords, and finally dying at the hands of the enemy, Jiang Zhen would not regret it.
But without him, it would be extremely difficult to defend the land under Dayan’s feet!
"My General Dragon and Tiger!"
Xihe Dibei came from it. After roaring, he felt dizzy and fainted in the morning.
**
Jiang Zhen's coffin will be brought back to the capital by Jiang Feng himself.
Mourning flags were hung up and down the general's mansion, and a sad and gloomy atmosphere enveloped the capital.
The veteran general who had been galloping on the battlefield to defend Dayan for decades died in battle, and countless people burst into tears.
As soon as Lu Qing heard the news, her heart was seized instantly, and she was so uncomfortable that she felt anxious.
Lan Ge'er looked at her worriedly: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Qing shed two tears, wiped them away quickly, and said with a nasal voice: "It's okay, you go and play with your brothers for a while, and help me call Ji Qin and Man Dong in."
The two of them were also feeling uncomfortable. Lu Qing ordered: "Sister Jiang must be suffering. Please pay more attention to her and let me know if you need help."
"yes."
When Yan Fuguang came back in the evening, Lu Qing told him that he was going to visit Jiang Mihe.
He didn't object, and just said: "You are still vomiting badly, go and come back early."
The next day, Lu Qing met Jiang Mihe under the escort of Aunt Zhong and others.
Her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and her eyes had lost their former brightness. When she saw Lu Qing, she couldn't hold back the tears and couldn't stop them.
"My father is gone..."
Lu Qing's nose was sore at what she said, and she held Jiang Mihe's eyes with wet eyes. She didn't say anything, but kept rubbing her cold hand.
"My father is gone, I have no father anymore..."
Jiang Mihe cried and said these two sentences back and forth.
As soon as she learned the news, she immediately returned to the General's Mansion to gather herself up and arrange some affairs. It wasn't until night that she had time to cry alone.
When she woke up and saw a lot of white, tears rolled out of her eyes spontaneously when she thought of her father, who had always been in a difficult border and never returned to Beijing to enjoy it.
Lu Qing sniffed, the tip of her nose was red from crying, and there were two clearly visible tear tracks on her cheeks.
She was so sad, let alone Jiang Mihe.
After crying for a while, Jiang Mihe looked at Lu Qing's belly and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, go bring father back. This place is a mess. Don't stay here too long while you are pregnant with the child. Go back quickly."
"I want to stay with you." Lu Qing was still crying, so she used a handkerchief to wipe Jiang Mihe's tears.
Jiang Mihe breathed out, suppressed her crying and leaned on Lu Qing's shoulder for a while, then she urged: "Go back soon, don't make me worry."
Lu Qing shed tears while returning home, and came to stay with her for a short while the next day. After that, she also came every day while waiting for the coffin to return to Beijing.
The child is sensible, and the morning sickness that tortured Lu Qing for a month has stopped.
On September 19, the coffin was brought back to the capital.
Emperor Xihe ordered Jiang Zhen to be buried in a grand ceremony and came to the General's Mansion in person to express his condolences.
By the time the funeral was over, it was already the fifth day of October.
Jiang Mihe lost his vitality and lost a lot of weight.
Lu Qing's belly is already very big. Doctor Jiang said that the baby may be born in more than a month. She has difficulty moving and has not seen Jiang Mihe for several days.
Worried about her, Lu Qing kept sending people to keep an eye on her.
On the seventh day of October, the day after Jiang Zhen was buried.
Yan Fuguang was about to get up to go to court, and Lu Qing woke up.
He carefully supported her, pulled the quilt and wrapped it around her: "What are you doing up here? Why don't you sleep more?"
"I always feel like something is going to happen and I can't sleep."
After saying this, before Yan Fuguang had finished his breakfast, Fang Jinbao came to report:
"Your Highness, the princess is kneeling in front of the palace gate, begging the emperor to issue an order for her to reconcile with the eldest prince!"
"Because of what?"
"The eldest prince was having sex with a girl last night and was caught by the princess..."
