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At that time, the imperial court sent people to encircle and suppress the emperor, and the Queen Mother had to risk her life to give birth to Emperor Jia'an.
The clothes have been changed from big to small, and have been washed long ago, but the corners are hairy, and it can be seen that they are often taken out and stroked.
The veins on Emperor Jia'an's forehead popped out. Huang Yixing was a little worried, but he didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to stand far away.
He reached out to touch the letter again. The letter was not sealed with wax. It was obvious that when the Queen Mother wrote the letter, she was not worried about Wen Xin peeking into it.
The emperor held the brocade pouch tightly with one hand. He used too much force on his palm and failed to open the letter several times.
"Everyone" Huang Yixing stepped forward with some worry, but Emperor Jia'an turned a deaf ear to his words. He just kept shaking the envelope in his hand, trying to shake the letter out. He moved quickly and with great force. The fluffy letter was shaken by him, and Huang Yixing couldn't help but take a step forward. The next moment, Emperor Jia'an's hand holding the brocade bag was clenched into a fist, and he banged it on the round table with a 'dong' sound.
The force was so strong that Huang Yixing was startled, and then he shouted: "Everyone"
Emperor Jia'an gritted his teeth and ignored his words. Instead, he pursed his lips and closed his eyes. After calming down for a while, he joined his hands and opened the letter.
"You'er."
Seeing the word that no one dared to call again, Emperor Jia'an suddenly felt a little bit cold at the top.
Now that he is in such a position, there is no longer anyone in the world who is qualified to call his name. Even the Queen Mother's final words were just handed to him through a thin piece of letter paper.
"Your father taught you very well. You put the common people first, the world first, the country first, and yourself second." The Queen Mother seemed to have many things to say to her son, but when things came to a close, she found that nothing could be said. I can¡¯t say it, and there¡¯s no need to say it anymore.
"When you were born, I gave you the jade cicada. According to your temperament, you would not want to be controlled by others anymore, so you have followed me to the tomb, right?" When Emperor Jia'an saw this, he squeezed the letter tighter with his fingers, I closed my eyes, almost unwilling to look any further.
Mother and son are of the same mind.
The Queen Mother understood him, and he also understood his mother.
But the emperor did not let himself hesitate for too long. He quickly settled his inner feelings and opened his eyes again.
"You already have the world, and I have nothing left for you. I only leave you the swaddling clothes and the bundle of fetal hair that you were wrapped in when you first came to this world. I hope that my son will live a long life and be free from illness and disease." Disaster, everything goes well.¡±
The Queen Mother gave him a jade cicada, but he finally returned it to the Queen Mother, so that the jade cicada followed the Queen Mother to the tomb. Now the Queen Mother has also returned to him the clothes he wore when he was born and the fetal hair he cut off. This is Is it going to fulfill him, or is it going to be like what he did in the beginning, and everyone will return to their respective places?
He no longer has anything, he took away the care with his own hands, so his mother also left these things to himself.
Emperor Jia'an clenched the letter in his hand. He placed his hand on the low table and rested his forehead on his elbow. The shadow cast by his arm completely blocked his face, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Everyone."
Huang Yixing called him softly, with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips.
"Everyone." Seeing that he didn't respond, Huang Yixing called again.
Emperor Jia'an raised his head in confusion and looked around, as if his eyes were lost.
Huang Yixing felt a thump in his heart, and was about to speak again when he saw the emperor lowered his head again, glanced at the letter in his hand, and suddenly laughed:
"I am rich all over the world!"
He said softly, not knowing who he was talking to.
"I am rich all over the world!" Emperor Jia'an emphasized, and laughed so hard that tears came out: "I have the people of the world, and I have my Saburo"
"Everyone¡¡"
Seeing his appearance, Huang Yixing felt a little worried and stamped his feet anxiously: "Old slave, go and invite King Qin to come!"
"No need." The emperor's gaffe was only for that moment. He glanced at the letter again, folded the letter with trembling hands, and put it into the envelope again. After hesitating for a long time, Huang Yixing almost thought he was dazzled. Only when he saw this undecided look on the face of the always decisive and resolute emperor, he took a deep breath, folded the letter, and put it into his sleeve.
He became the calm and wise monarch again, and his self-control was so strong that he was not even willing to keep the remaining sorrow to himself.
He glanced at the brocade bag in his hand again, and the small characters embroidered on it made him feel that the light brocade bag in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties.The stitches and threads were embroidered by the Queen Mother who was still very young at that time, and contained a mother's joy at the birth of a son.
"May my son live a long life, free from illness and disaster." He whispered, and was often shouted "Long live" by the courtiers, but it was not as good as the Queen Mother's words: "May my son live a long life." ¡¯
He picked up an old piece of clothing on the side. The material of the clothing had been touched and became a little shiny.
Emperor Jia'an smiled slightly, clenched the bag again, and finally let out a long sigh and ordered Huang Yixing:
"Go and find out who the Queen Mother gave the other jade cicada to."
The emperor knocked on the table, as if the previous gaffe was just Huang Yixing's hallucination.
There are naturally his spies everywhere in the palace, and there are some things that just depend on whether he wants to know.
"yes."
Huang Yixing responded, and was a little curious about what was written in the letter from the Queen Mother that Emperor Jia'an received, but as soon as the thought arose, he put it away himself.
In this palace, if you can stay with Emperor Jia'an for many years, but in a safe and sound manner, you can't be too curious. That's the most important thing.
The news was sent quickly. At that moment, Huang Yixing saw the defeated look on Emperor Jia'an's face. His lips twitched twice. Huang Yixing almost didn't dare to look at the emperor's face anymore, but he just touched his sleeves calmly. There was a letter left for him by the Queen Mother: "I understand."
Huang Yixing tried his best to think that this matter was of great importance, but in the end he had to respond like this. He boldly raised his head to look at the emperor, but he was seriously looking up at the sunset through the window next to the couch. For some reason , but it seemed that the figure was becoming more and more arrogant.
In the evening, Emperor Jia'an summoned Yan Zhui to discuss matters. This powerful and restrained emperor seemed to have gotten rid of the shadow of the Queen Mother's death.
After the Empress Dowager's burial, the tenth day of the fifth lunar month will be tentatively scheduled for the burial. The body will be temporarily suspended in the Wensi Hall until the late emperor's mausoleum is opened, a posthumous title is drafted, and other rituals are held before the Empress Dowager's body can be carried into it.
Fortunately, the emperor and the empress were buried together, and the empress dowager died more than ten years after the late emperor. Otherwise, the tomb had not yet been completed, and the late emperor would have stayed in the palace for several years before being buried after the tomb was completed.
Before Yan Zhui waited until the tenth day of May, he received the urgent report and left in a hurry.
This year has not been peaceful. I wonder if it is because of the death of the Queen Mother that summer has come particularly late this year. When Yan chased away, he hesitated to speak. Unfortunately, both husband and wife knew that to this day, there was no reason for him to hold back. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com