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Zhang Jingshu's whole body was icy cold and she kept shivering. Looking at the body of the empress dowager on the bed, she suddenly felt inexplicable fear.
Zhang Jingshu stepped back step by step, wanting to leave here immediately.
"The imperial concubine," the female official knelt in front of her, "I still need you to preside over the affairs of the empress dowager."
The female officer said, holding the waist badge and key in the palm of her hand, and presented them to Zhang Jingshu.
Zhang Jingshu looked over and found that these things were all her dreams. She helped the second uncle do these things, and she wanted to enter the Palace of Compassion and Peace one day and hold the empress dowager's private treasury in her palm.
Now that she finally got it, it's all hers.
Zhang Jingshu stretched out her hand, but didn't pick up the key for a long time. The key seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't breathe when she looked at it like this.
"Your Majesty," the female officer urged again, "the weather is like this, the empress dowager can't wait, we have to pick out the things to bury for the empress dowager."
Zhang Jingshu looked at the female officer blankly: "Where are the things?"
The female officer stood up and respectfully led Zhang Jingshu to the private warehouse. The door opened, and a scent of sandalwood came in, and red sandalwood boxes were piled there.
This private treasury, Zhang Jingshu, has been here before. At that time, she accompanied the female officer to collect rewards. She lowered her head and did not dare to look around. Empress Dowager, she will think of this.
"Young concubine, what to bring, you decide!"
When the cages and cabinets are opened, everything comes into view immediately, including gold and silver wares, wine utensils, phoenix crowns, and various silk fabrics and treasures.
Everything she likes.
In the past, every piece would make her unable to put it down.
But now she was not interested, she reached out to touch the phoenix crown, the gems on the phoenix crown were icy cold, the hairs on her body stood on end, Zhang Jingshu withdrew her hand.
The empress dowager died, but the man who owned all of this killed himself with poison.
Why?
The empress dowager is so smart and holds great power, but she took this path. Is this the best choice?
Is death the best option?
The outside wind blows in, the pearls hanging from the phoenix crown sway gently, and under the light of the lamp, those exquisite things emit a strange light.
Zhang Jingshu couldn't help trembling and said: "What did the empress dowager say before she left?"
The female officer was quiet for a long while before she spoke: "Your Majesty said, thanks to the fact that Da Zhou was not destroyed by Mrs. Zhang."
The lights flickered, casting strange shadows on the wall, like ghosts threatening their lives.
Zhang Jingshu then asked: "What else?"
The female officer pursed her lips: "The Empress Dowager asked me to live a good life, sayingwe are blessed, we will live out of the palace in peace, the world will be peaceful in the next few decades, and the Great Week will usher in a enlightened master. "
Song Chengxuan is the master of the Ming dynasty that the empress dowager mentioned.
Zhang Jingshu finally understood that the queen mother had predicted the result, so she gave up struggling.
No matter what you do, it is useless, it is better to die now.
Before Song Chengxuan invaded the capital, the empress dowager died in the captivity of the Zhang family. After death, she could enjoy the honor of the empress dowager. No one would compete with a dead person. The whole palace had to organize the funeral ceremony for the empress dowager.
In the end, the Queen Mother was still calculating, including them all.
Zhang Jingshu kept shaking her head: "No, I don't" She didn't want to be the queen mother's chess piece anymore, she didn't want to be manipulated arbitrarily.
But if she didn't do it, she would still be accused of crimes. The pearls on the phoenix crown shook again, making a crisp sound, as if mocking her.
Zhang Jingshu raised her foot and was about to walk outside, but she was hugged by the female officer just after taking two steps.
"Your concubine, you can't do this, the empress dowager's funeral is related to the state!"
"Let go," Zhang Jingshu struggled, "let me go." She seemed to have been imprisoned here, waiting for Song Chengxuan to invade the capital one day to take her life.
What's the use of these things if your life is not guaranteed? Do you have to lie there upright like the queen mother, waiting for others to come to bury her.
No, she will be worse than the queen mother, no one will bury her, and she will be beheaded as a traitor.
"I don't want it." Zhang Jingshu shook her head, she didn't want anything anymore, she didn't want to die, she wanted to live well.
"Let Concubine Hui andConcubine, come," Zhang Jingshu's voice trembled, "I still have to take care of the eldest son of the emperor, so I can't take care of these things. "
Zhang Jingshu kicked the palace man away and walked out in a panic.
"The imperial concubine, the imperial concubine"
The shouts of the palace people came from behind, like a reminder, Zhang Jingshu went all the way back to the palace and sat on the soft bed in the inner room.
"Where is the eldest son of the emperor? Where is the eldest son of the emperor?"
Hearing Zhang Jingshu's voice, the nurse immediately stepped forward: "The eldest son of the emperor has fallen asleep, the empress is at ease."
"Bring the eldest son of the emperor here."
The nurse didn't dare to neglect and immediately carried the child to Zhang Jingshu.
Zhang Jingshu stretched out her hand and hugged the eldest son of the emperor tightly in her arms. Because of too much force, the child in her arms was awakened, and then burst into tears.
Zhang Jingshu still hugged the child tightly as if she had never heard of it, as if the child was a life-saving straw
The queen mother committed suicide.
Everyone in the palace wore mourning filial piety. Zhang Jingshu was frightened by this, and refused to go out of the palace without saying anything. In the end, the Ministry of Rites asked the family members of the clan to preside over the funeral.
Zhang Yuchi's face was gloomy.
The queen mother would rather die than help him any more.
After returning home from the palace, Zhang Yuchi ordered someone to bring wine, and he felt more comfortable after drinking pots of strong wine.
The Tatars have been expelled from the Xuanfu, and Song Chengxuan may come to the city at any time.
Zhang Yuchi ordered the steward: "After the empress dowager's golden coffin leaves the palace tomorrow, let all the generals in the capital come to see me." He wants to arrange affairs in the capital, guard the capital, and will never give up the throne.
The steward responded: "My lord, please drink less. You have to enter the palace tomorrow morning. It might be bad if someone smells of alcohol."
Zhang Yuchi sneered: "I'll see who would dare." He raised his head and drank another half pot of wine.
The steward couldn't help but shook his head, and closed the door lightly. After the Queen Mother passed away, the situation in Beijing became even more chaotic. Everyone knew that Song Chengxuan was coming soon, and now it was safe and stable day by day.
The steward walked out, and as soon as he walked out of the yard, he heard the young servant report: "The two deputy generals are here to see the master."
The steward shook his head: "The master is asleep, so let's talk about it tomorrow."
The boy responded and turned around to reply.
The steward continued to walk forward with the lamp in hand, but when he heard an exclamation, he couldn't help shivering, and followed the sound to see two figures walking towards this side quickly.
The two men came menacingly, with a murderous look on their bodies.
The steward's heart sank and he immediately shouted: "Come on, come on quickly"
Before he could finish speaking, a black figure had already walked up to the steward a few steps away, and the long knife in his hand was thrown forward, piercing the steward's chest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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