Chapter 856 This world is so wonderful

Zhengde's eyes were erratic and he didn't know where to look. "The two of them... once mentioned a man's choice. King Huaixian of Raozhou Prefecture had a surviving son. King Huaixian died in two years after Zhengde. Zhu Zaitian, the son of the last son of Huaigong attacked the throne. He was less than seven years old this year. It is said that Princess Huai is said to be extremely virtuous and has never been arrogant with the child. She has invited a famous teacher to teach him martial arts. The child is also quite famous in the local area. At a young age, she was known as virtuous and good at both literature and martial arts. Yang Yiqing and Zhang Lun felt that this son was suitable for the heir. I sent people to secretly investigate what they said. They really didn't exaggerate. This is a good candidate.

Song Nan nodded and said, "I have heard of this son. Last time I went to Jiangxi to secretly investigate the banditry of King Ning, there were many princes in Jiangxi, but I have not heard of the rebellion of King Huaigong. It seems that King Huaigong is very clean, which is very rare in Jiangxi."

Zhengde nodded and said, "What do you think? Is King Huaigong too young?

Song Nan said, "I have no objection. As long as the emperor thinks it is suitable, I think the reason why Yang Yiqing and the British Duke recommend this candidate is that the king of Huai and the emperor are both related to the king of Yan and are similar in blood. Judging from the order of the generation of 'Hang Zai Yichang', the king of Huaigong is exactly the emperor's nephew. He is a good candidate for the heir. Second, this son has a virtuous name, and it is even more rare to be clean and not to mess with King Ning. Thirdly, I would like to say frankly that the king of Huai has passed away, and there will never be a matter of his father taking over the government after the new emperor's accession to the throne. Zhu Chenhao once had such an idea and wanted to take over the government with the help of his son's succession. In summary, I don't think there is no problem. I don't know what the emperor thinks?

Zhengde nodded slightly and said, "It makes sense. I also consider this section. Since you have no objection, the candidate has been decided, and I have also done this big thing. You should assist him well in the future and let him be a good emperor. Don't... don't be like me."

Song Nan whispered, "Your Majesty, why did you say that?"

Zhengde covered his mouth and coughed several times. After wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he gasped and said, "I have a third thing. I know that you and my sister have been broken. After my death, my sister... is lonely, and I will definitely suffer in the future. The royal sister is 23 years old this year, and she has already... passed the age of marriage. Besides, the matter between you has also damaged her reputation. You... bear... great responsibility for this matter."

Song Nan was ashamed and said, "I deserve to die. I have a request."

Zhengde said, "You... say it."

Song Nan said, "I ask the emperor to order me to marry the princess and let me make up for my mistake."

Zhengde said slowly, "Are you going to stand as a left and right wife? This is absolutely nothing in my Ming Dynasty. Aren't you afraid of criticizing people?"

Song Nan said, "Even if I am accused by thousands of husbands, I can't abandon the princess, but the emperor can understand my improper actions and fulfill the wishes of the ministers. I will do my best for the Ming royal family in my life and plan for the eternal life of Daming's foundation."

Zhengde sighed silently, and the room was full of Zhengde's heavy and difficult breathing. After a long time, Zhengde suddenly shouted, "Soong Nan, I said you write it, and I will make a will."

Song Nan quickly got up, and the little maid who had been standing aside quickly found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, grinded the ink and spread the paper. Song Nan held the pen and waited for Zhengde to speak.

Zhengde leaned at the head of the bed, his eyes were lonely, the blood on his face began to fade, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, but he still said a word in his mouth. He said, Song Nan wrote a sentence, and after a moment, the edict was written.

"Take it...let me have a look." Zhengde said vaguely.

Song Nan hurriedly displayed the edict in front of Zhengde. Zhengde's scattered eyes moved up the edict and sighed, "Bring the pen."

Song Nan handed the cinnabar pen to Zhengde's hand. Zhengde couldn't hold the pen. With the help of Song Nan, he barely drew a circle below. The cinnabar pen landed on the paper with a click, staining a big red dot in the blank below.

"I'm leaving..." Zhengde's breathing began to be short, his face became more and more gray, his breathing became heavy, and there was a whining sound in his throat, like a mountain wind blowing through the pine waves, like a cold current passing through the treetops.

"I'm leaving..." Zhengde repeated.

Song Nan held Zhengde's hand and called with tears, "Your Majesty, your Majesty."

Zhengde's hand also held Song Nan's hand tightly, and his nails pinched into Song Nan's flesh: "Song Nan... You must remember... promise me... Otherwise... I won't close my eyes."

"I remember the emperor's words, the emperor can rest assured..."

"I... This life... is too short, just like the fireworks in front of the Qianqing Palace on the Shangyuan Festival... soon went out, Song Nan... Look... The fireworks... are very beautiful."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty..." Song Nan called in a low voice.

"Open the curtains and let me... look at the sun outside."

Song Nan hurriedly got up and pulled open the heavy curtains. The strong light suddenly filled the house. In the warm pavilion back garden facing the back window, the green trees swayed, and the spring flowers were really red, a great spring scene. Several bees buzzed near the left of the window, hovered for a moment, and buzzed away.

Zhengde looked at the spring light outside, and his eyes were full of nostalgia. His stiff lips squirmed. Song Nan came to his ears and listened carefully, but Zhengde whispered, "This world... is so wonderful, I... really don't want to... leave."

After struggling to say these two sentences, his hands and feet began to **. Song Nan panicked, but there was no way to do it. He watched his face turn purple and the sound of heavy breathing disappeared. Song Nan gently reached out to probe his nose, and there was no breath.

Song Nan sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes were confused, and tears rolled down, covering her face and losing her voice in pain.

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Outside the Yangxin Hall, hundreds of civil and military officials surrounded by the empress dowager Luan, and nearly 1,000 people mobilized fork knives and bodyguards with knives also arrived. Under the command of Zhang Wei and Tan You, Yangxin Hall was quickly besieged by these soldiers and horses, with a tense posture.

Empress dowager Zhang immediately wanted to go to the Yangxin Hall after getting off the car, and was quickly persuaded by Yang Tinghe and others.

"Empress dowager, Song Nan broke into the Yangxin Hall and held a firearm in her hand. If she broke in, she was afraid that it would be unfavorable to the emperor. When the ministers and others knew it first, she persuaded Song Nan out to care."

Empress Dowager Zhang said, "Do you really think Song Nan will be unfavorable to the emperor?"

Yang Tinghe said, "Before today, the old minister may also hold the same view as the empress dowager, but Song Nan broke into the city gate today, and then disobeyed the empress dowager's decree and broke into the heart-raising hall, so that the ministers had to worry. This man's heart is as unpredictable as a deep pool, and I think it's better to be careful.

Empress dowager Zhang muttered and said for a long time, "Well, I will rely on you and be careful. Don't annoy this person and let him hurt the emperor."

Yang Tinghe arched his hand and said, "The old minister obeyed."

Yang Ting and came back and whispered a few words with Fei Hong, Liang Chu and others. The three gathered dozens of soldiers and went down to the main door steps of the Yangxin Hall. Yang Tinghe held his hands and shouted loudly to the Yangxin Hall: "Song Nan, please go out of the hall to talk. Your behavior today is really wrong. If you scare the emperor, you are a sinner for thousands of years. , the Empress Dowager and the civil and military officials are waiting for you outside the hall to explain the reason. Don't be impulsive.

The hall was silent, and Yang Tinhe shouted again, "Song Nan, I know you can hear it. If you want to see the emperor, you also see it. The emperor needs to rest. Don't disturb him. The major events in the court need you to discuss and decide together."

There is still no response in the hall.

Yang Tinghe was a little embarrassed and finally said angrily, "Song Nan, as an important minister of the court, you act regardless of manners and take hostages to break into the heart hall. This is already a great sin. If you don't know how to restrain yourself, you know the consequences will be. I advise you to come out and speak. You are a great meritorious minister of the imperial court, and the Empress Dowager will remember your credit and will not severely punish you; but if you are single-handed and take advantage of the emperor's critical illness and have the idea of holding the emperor, it is really unforgivable.

The ministers have some **. Yang Ting and this directly broke into Song Nan's Yangxin Hall as trying to kidnap and hurt the emperor. This big hat is not small, and this is a charge that no kind of credit can stand.

There was a noisy sound in the hall. A moment later, Song Nan's figure appeared in the corridor of the front hall of the Yangxin Hall. Around him, dozens of bodyguards with knives followed him. Song Nan suddenly unconsciously walked out of the hall with a quiet look. He was followed by a little palace maid who was silent, nor He knew that the maid of honor followed him out.

"It's out." The ministers whispered.

Yang Tinghe glanced sideways at Zhang Wei and Tan You. The two met and whispered the order: "Wait to the order, but as soon as the order, they immediately captured this person."

Song Nan came to the steps in front of the Yangxin Hall, stood still, and glanced at the dense officials and coveted soldiers outside the hall. Everyone saw the chill in his eyes, which was like a cold sharp knife cut on everyone's faces, which made people chilling.

"Soong Nan, the Empress Dowager is here. Why don't you see the Empress Dowager?" Yang Tinghe shouted in a low voice.

Song Nan gave him a cold look and looked at the Empress Dowager Zhang standing not far away. His eyes were full of pity and contempt, but he still bowed and said, "Song Nan has seen the Empress Dowager."

Empress Dowager Zhang shouted, "Soong Nan, what did you do to the emperor?"

Song Nan said indifferently, "Does the Empress Dowager really cares about the emperor?"

Empress Dowager Zhang said angrily, "Bold, what is this?"

Song Nan said in a low voice, "The empress dowager may really care about the emperor. Well, in this case, let's tell the Empress Dowager the current situation. The emperor... has been funeral to the sky."

"What?"

"Is the emperor's funeral?"

"What's going on?"

The ministers were in a big hustle, and Empress Dowager Yang Ting and others were stunned.

"Is this...for real?" Yang Ting said in a trembling voice.

Tears flowed out of Song Nan's eyes and were silent. Yang Tinghe picked up his robe and walked into the hall. A moment later, his sad cry came: "Your Majesty..."

The ministers finally believed that what Song Nan said was true, so for a moment, the crying in front of the Yangxin Hall shook the sky, and the ministers crawled to the Yangxin Hall and kowtowed to the Yangxin Hall, and the sound of crying was deafening.

Empress Dowager Zhang stood in a daze with her small mouth open, tears rolling in her eyes. Suddenly, she screamed, "The emperor is fine in the morning. Song Nan, the emperor died after you broke into the emperor's bedroom and said, what did you do to the emperor? Ladies and gentlemen, if you don't order anyone to take down and torture him, do you want to mourn for yourself?

The ministers immediately stopped their grief. Liang Chu Feihong and others pointed to Song Nan and shouted, "Yes, how did you murder the emperor? Although the emperor is seriously ill, he will not be killed so soon. You must have broken into the emperor's room and did something wrong. You thief, how can I tolerate you today?

"Ty, say it quickly."

"This thief has to be killed thousands of times, and he dares to murder the emperor."

"Knowing people's faces but not knowing their hearts, it turns out that this person is the biggest rebellion."

Some civil officials shouted, with tears on their faces pointing to Song Nan's angry shouting; more people remained silent, and people with little insight did not believe that Song Nan would killed the king for no reason. There was no reason for Song Nan to do so.

Song Nan sneered and said, "Sure enough, this hefty crime fell on me, Song Nan. I'm afraid the disaster of killing all over the house is inevitable. I knew you would do this. You people, I can see through you. Before and after the emperor's funeral, I was not the only one around. This Liugong man has been waiting for her. You should ask her how the emperor went to funeral.

Only then did everyone's eyes notice the little maid beside Song Nan. Empress Dowager Zhang asked harshly, "Liu Yuer, tell your family how the emperor mourned the sky? Don't be afraid. Your family is in charge. You don't have to be held hostage by others.

Liu Yuer, the little maid of honor, has never spoken in front of so many ministers and so many people. At this moment, she was at a loss. Song Nan said warmly, "Liu Gongren, but don't make up or hide what you have seen and heard."

Liu Yuer, the little maid of honor, took a few deep breaths, raised her head boldly, looked at the black head in front of her, and said in a low voice: "This adult did break into the emperor's bedroom with a firearm. He ordered me to tie the hands and feet of several father-in-in-law and sisters in the house, and his mouth was also blocked."

"Sure enough, Song Nan, you are really against the sky." Yang Ting and said coldly.

Song Nan frowned and said, "Listen to her or listen to you?"

Yang Ting and snorted coldly and stopped talking. Liu Yuer, the little maid of honor, continued: "The emperor was originally sleepy. After the adult entered the room, the emperor soon woke up and said a lot of words to the adult, and the maidservant couldn't understand what they were talking about. After that, the emperor suddenly got ill. After saying a few words, he... went to the funeral.

There was silence on the court. Although the little maid's words were brief, everyone could already make up for the situation before the emperor's death. Seeing Song Nan, they said something and perhaps died safely after explaining some aftermath. So, the emperor seemed to be waiting for Song Nan's return. After arriving at Song Nan, he was relieved to let go.

"Liu Yuer, is this the situation? If you deliberately hide any details, I can't forgive you. Empress Dowager Zhang said coldly.

The little maid knelt down and said, "Empress dowager, if the maidservant dares to hide something, the empress dowager will cut off the maidservant thousands of knives."

"Don't Song Nan force the emperor or anything? Don't be afraid. The family here is in charge. He may threaten you to say these words, but he is not the one here. You don't have to be afraid of him. Empress Dowager Zhang said to herself.

The little maid said, "Empress dowager, the maidservant is telling the truth. This adult didn't do anything to the emperor. The emperor was very kind to him. The two of them said a lot."

Empress dowager Zhang looked unhappy and wanted to speak again. Song Nan said coldly, "Empress do you think your behavior is a little ridiculous? What is the intention of insisting on the charge of the death of the emperor on me?

Empress Dowager Zhang realized that she was indeed a little unreasonable, so she stopped talking and turned her head to look at Yang Tingyu. Yang Tingyu had been listening and saying nothing, but in fact, his heart was already trembling. Before the emperor died, he was actually sober and said a lot with Song Nan. Naturally, the content of what he said was the arrangement of state affairs and family affairs, which was really worrying.

"The old minister thought that the matter of Lord Song should be put aside for the time being. Since the emperor has been funeral, there are many important things to be done now. The emperor's funeral should be prepared quickly. Another most important thing is that the emperor's previous edict on the successor needs to be issued immediately. The country cannot be without a king for a day. After the promulgation of the new emperor's candidate, ministers and others should immediately welcome the new emperor into Beijing; there are many things, and they must follow priorities. I asked the Empress Dowager to allow the old minister to announce the edict immediately.

Empress Dowager Zhang shouted, "Yes. First, announce the edict, and then announce the news of the emperor's funeral. The cabinet members prepare for the new emperor and the emperor's funeral separately. The soldiers and horses of the governor' office of the five armies must ensure the safety of the capital during the funeral and the new emperor's accession to the throne, and impose a curfew if necessary. Strictly order local military and political officials not to move, strictly guard the border town of the state capital, and not to mobilize soldiers and horses at will. Violators will be severely punished.

Yang Tinhe nodded and said, and did not neglect it at present. He took out the edict that had not been read in the hall from the follower and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty's edict."

The ministers knelt down and listened. The sound of Song Nan's laughter resounded throughout the audience, which shocked the Empress Dowager Zhang and the ministers both doubted and angry. Yang Tinghe said angrily, "Prince Zhen, when you read the imperial edict, you don't kneel down and listen to the order, but laugh wildly. How can it be such a reason! Why don't you kneel down and listen to the edict."

Song Nan laughed endlessly, reached out and took out a roll of paper from her arms and said loudly, "Lord Yang wants to read the edict. Coincidentally, I also have an emperor's edict to read here. This is really strange. How could the emperor make two edicts?"

Yang Tinhe was shocked. He didn't expect that the emperor had left an edict for Song Nan and didn't know how to deal with this situation for a moment. The ministers who didn't know the inside story were also stunned. How did two edicts come out? No matter how confused the emperor is, he will not make two edicts. What happened? What the hell is going on?

"Before the emperor's death, he made an edict word by word. I wrote it himself and the emperor signed it himself. This is the emperor's edict. But I don't know where the edict in Yang Shoufu's hand came from. Song Nan said coldly.