Chapter 461: Empress Dowager

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Chapter 461 Empress Dowager
Aunt Cuiyu's dishes were fried, and they really came.
At this time, Prince An was here, and even without greeting, he went directly to the Danqing County Master and sat down.
"Isn't the prince gone to the palace?" Danqing County Master asked with a smile.
"I'm back, the old lady is not feeling well, and soon she is gone." Prince An said.
"Second brother, you come to my old mother-in-law's house just like returning to your own home. Are you ashamed or not?" Murong Jie asked.
Prince Ann glanced at him lightly, "Go eat your food, the wind is strong, and you won't be afraid to flash your tongue when you talk nonsense."
Zi An looked at her mother and saw that the smile on her face had become more distinct, and she couldn't help laughing, it seemed that she also wanted Prince An to accompany her tonight.
The New Year's Eve passed by in a joke, Prince Ann seemed to have never eaten in the palace, came here to have a good time, and he was in a good mood.
After eating, he said that he would ask the Danqing County master to paint for him and took her to the courtyard.
The charcoal fire is booming and the house is warm, and this guest has also arrived.
Around the time of Hai, Hu Huanxi, Xiao Tuo and his wife, Zhuangzhuang, Rouyao, etc. came.
Everyone hasn't gotten together recently, so don't mention the excitement tonight.
Zi'an likes this kind of high-end friends, and laughs and talks about Fengyue's days together. It makes people feel quiet and infinitely beautiful.
A few days after the year, it is similar to Zi'an's New Year's Day in modern times.
However, Murong Jie is reluctant to go to the New Year and does not love other people to come to the New Year. For him, the New Year is a annual vacation, which is very precious.
Although it was said that it was not long before the last vacation, and it took several days when I got married, but who doesn't want a peaceful day.
In all kinds of trouble, this year passed.
At the beginning of the eighth year of the Chinese New Year, Murong Jie was reluctant to get up in the morning. The quilt was kicked out of bed. It was a last resort. He could only go to work with two panda eyes hanging, er, up.
After the vacation, the dynasty opened, and the same problem could not be avoided almost every year, but there were so many things.
Murong Jie didn't come back until the evening of the night. When he entered the door, he collapsed into bed, "I'm exhausted."
Zi An came up with the hot tea and smiled: "Tired? Come on, drink hot tea first to drive away the cold."
Murong Jie sat up and took the tea, drank two times, and breathed in his mouth. "It's cold today. It looks like it's going to snow. Don't run around after the snow. It's not good."
"Well, there's nowhere to go. King Liang is much better now. It's okay to do rehabilitation slowly." Zi Andao.
"Well, how is the emperor's condition?" Murong Jie asked.
"Not very good." Zi An shook his head. "I don't feel too energetic for a few days after the year. I have some edema. I don't see any swelling after taking the medicine. Now I can only rely on applying a needle."
"Is there any more to tell you about the old mother-in-law?"
"I didn't say it."
"If he asks again, you should pay attention when you answer. I do n’t know what idea he has in mind. Also, there are the three princes, you also ask about homework. This king asked before, the teacher said he was more stubborn and disobedient , You can talk to Mei Fei. "
"Well, okay." Zi An said.
Years later, bad news came one after another. Zi An was already immersed in the peaceful atmosphere of the New Year. Suddenly a lot of things came, and she had a big head.
The first bad thing was to receive news of Bei Mo's crimes. An army of 3,000 people in Bei Mo entered the large surrounding towns, burning and looting, and injuring more than 100 people.
This is Bei Mo's consistent approach. Before dealing with Da Liang Guo, he secretly sent people to the frontier. However, Bei Mo was very cunning and ran away with one shot. He would not continue to commit serious crimes. After the matter subsided, he shot again. It was the robbers.
Murong Jie was furious and summoned his ministers to discuss it overnight. This matter did not dare to let the emperor know, fearing he would get angry in a hurry, will affect the condition.
The second bad news is that the Empress Dowager's body suddenly deteriorated. Zi'an couldn't find out the cause of the problem. She lost weight every day, couldn't eat it, and looked pale.
The third bad news is that the tax paid to the imperial court at the end of the year was robbed. The news was only sent back to Beijing and China after the New Year.
Every year, the tax is sent by the court to all parts of the country, and this time, all the people sent by the court are dead, and the tax is looted. This is the tax for the southern country for one year.
"Check!" Murong Jie issued several orders, and the fire was all over.
This had just sent people down and received news from Jixian that the local grain in Jixian had been looted.
The food in Jixian County was supplied to the border soldiers. It was shipped over the next year. Unexpectedly, it was looted before delivery.
Moreover, the warehouse where cotton clothes were placed was also burned.
Although the government of Jixian County immediately began to raise food, it also took time, which meant that the soldiers at the border were facing a crisis of food shortage.
Nowadays, the weather is cold and there is a shortage of cotton coats. The cotton coats were made before the year and they were sent with the grain and grass. Now, they are gone. Where can we make so many coats in a short time?
If the northern desert invades again, the war will be triggered at once, without military food, will the soldiers drink the northwest wind?
Murongjie ordered the counties and counties near Jixian County to help raise grain and buy the people ’s grain at high prices, which meant another big expense.
Murong was so busy that Zi'an didn't stop. The empress and the emperor were in serious condition. She had no time to leave the palace at all. She had to attend the empress's side at night.
The Queen Mother had no way to find the cause, but she continued to lose weight.
Zi An felt faintly that Da Zhou was going into a new round of crisis.
Murong Jie also perceives it naturally, so even if Wang Nanhuai wanted to stay in Beijing as a relative, he would not allow it and ordered him to set off immediately to return to the southern country.
But just one day before the king of Nanhuai was about to set off, the Queen Mother suddenly vomited blood and spit out a pile of black blood. Zi An was just in the Xiwei Palace. When she arrived, the Queen Mother was dying.
Zi An dropped the needle, but the Queen Mother reluctantly woke up, but she couldn't do it anymore. She took Zi An's hand and used all her strength to say to Zi An: "Ling Gui Feifei!"
At this point, hate was entrenched.
Zi An groaned in her heart and looked at the black blood on the ground. There seemed to be some worms creeping in the black blood. She knew that the Queen Mother was poisoned by Gu poison. No wonder the cause was never found.
But when did the Queen Mother get poisoned? Sun Fang'er did not enter the palace except for entering the palace a few months ago and said that he would heal the emperor. How did he get poisoned?
Zi An hated his teeth, and during New Year's Eve, they relaxed their vigilance, but the enemy did not, and the enemy had been waiting for them to relax.
On the 16th of the first month, the Empress Dowager!
Just after the fifteenth day of the first month, the empress dowager had an accident. This was a big blow for the royal family, and it was also for the emperor.
When the Empress Dowager died, no one was present except Zi An, Grand Duke Sun, and the maidservant who was waiting for her.
Upon hearing the news, the queen concubine stumbled into the palace, lying on the empress dowager's body, crying with tears.
The funeral is handled by Mei Fei and Yi Fei, and the palaces are sad.