Chapter 165 Can I hug you (1)
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That night.
The huge and bright inner hall of the palace.
Many concubines knelt in front of the outer court, weeping, carrying silk handkerchiefs, with mournful and sad faces.
Inside the temple,
The maids and eunuchs stood in a row, bowed their heads, not daring to take a breath,
Ambergris curls from the censer,
Under the bed curtain of golden dragon flowers,
The imperial physician tremblingly checked the pulse of the old man on the dragon bed, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Doctor Xu, how is Your Majesty doing?"
The regent Lin Jiyuan, who was standing aside, asked aloud.
Physician Xu didn't speak, stood up slowly, stretched out two fingers, and placed them tremblingly on the old emperor's neck.
probed for a moment,
He turned around and met Lin Jiyuan's gaze,
He shook his head,
Then, with a "plop", he knelt down,
"Your Majesty, you are dead!"
After saying this,
The voices on the scene suddenly rustled,
Ladies and eunuchs, look at each other,
Finally, they all looked at Lin Jiyuan at the same place.
The old emperor has been ill for nearly a year,
In this year, Lin Jiyuan has always controlled the government and presided over the overall situation.
In addition, the old emperor had few heirs, only five princesses and one prince,
The only prince died three years ago and is no longer alive.
So it can be said that the old emperor is the last one.
And the only regent Lin Jiyuan who controls the government is a foreign king, not a member of the royal family at all.
Now the old emperor is gone, and there is no successor,
Therefore, it is very likely that the regent will ascend the throne and change the dynasty.
Everyone is waiting for the regent to speak, but they still dare not say a word.
The news of the death of the old emperor has not yet spread,
The concubines waiting outside the hall did not know, and were still crying softly.
All the imperial physicians inside were also kneeling, their scalps were numb, and they didn't know how to develop the next thing.
Lin Jiyuan sat on the chair and pondered for a long time.
The long finger slowly tapped the handle of the chair, and said,
"Go, send the national teacher."
"Before the national teacher comes, no one is allowed to spread the news of His Majesty's death."
As soon as the voice fell,
The closed palace door was pushed open from the outside.
A bright red figure full of blood, wearing a thick red fur coat, stepped into the snow.
The heavy snowfall at night seemed to be extremely heavy, and the outside was dyed pure white all over the sky.
The Qianli and cold woman raised her slender white fingers and slowly took off the fur hat that covered her,
The charming and charming peach blossom eyes are light-hearted, like a stunning goddess who is beyond the mundane, and her every move is extremely graceful.
When everyone saw her, they hurriedly knelt down and saluted,
"National Teacher Wan'an."
When Lin Jiyuan saw her, he immediately stood up and bowed to salute.
Qingyuan Kingdom has always believed in gods and divination,
So the national teacher has a very high status in the eyes of the people of the Qing Yuan Kingdom,
It can even be said to be higher than the emperor.
Even the emperor's enthronement, abdication, or death must be calculated by the national division.
If it is unlucky, no state ceremony or funeral can be held.
so,
After the old emperor passed away, the first person Lin Jiyuan looked for had to be the current imperial teacher.
A month ago, the old national teacher also passed away,
The woman in front of her is the newly appointed female national teacher—Yun Si.
Lin Jiyuan glanced at the **** beside him,
The **** on the side agreed, and immediately led everyone back out.
soon,
In the bedroom, only Lin Jiyuan and Yun Si in fur were left.
(end of this chapter)