Chapter 357 Who is the winner
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We are all living hard.
No one can predict how our lives will turn out.
On the first day of the new year, the
seventh prince launched a palace coup.
At the same time, a great disaster struck, and there was an earthquake.
The ministers wanted the emperor to issue a self-blame edict, as natural disasters were too frequent.
But now the emperor has died.
The culprit, the seventh prince, was caught on the spot.
The eldest son of the seventh prince, Chu Xi, also died accidentally during the fight.
Many people died on this day.
The sickly tenth prince was almost frightened to death, with only one breath left. He was breathing more in than out, and it was estimated that he would have to prepare for his funeral soon.
The ministers thought of the imprisoned eldest prince, and felt that he was lucky. After being imprisoned for a period of time, he might inherit the throne inexplicably when he was released. He was simply a winner in life.
When the ministers went to pick up the eldest prince, they found that the eldest prince's family had been killed.
The seventh prince actually took the lead and forged an imperial decree to poison the eldest prince.
People couldn't understand why the seventh prince was so decisive.
Wasn't there news of a great victory at the border?
As a result, the seventh prince explained that all the reports of victory he received were intercepted by him. What the old general Meng sent at the border was not a great victory, but a request for help. One letter of request for help after another was replaced by a letter of victory.
The court officials were all crazy.
No, if you, the Chu family, want to fight for power, then fight for power. Don't joke about this matter. This is really a matter of life and death.
The enemy broke into the city and massacred the city. All the men taller than the wheels were slaughtered, and the women and children were kept as slaves. Isn't this a rare thing?
The seventh prince is really awesome.
People didn't pay much attention to the Seventh Prince before.
Some people who were related to the Seventh Prince privately broke out in cold sweats.
Now they are the ones who most hope that the Seventh Prince will die.
For a while, the court did not have a strong leader like Prime Minister Lu, and the civil officials were torn apart.
The main force of military officers were fighting on the border.
He Yushi, Meng Qingshe, and Dong Shangshu were all obviously on Jiang Erlang's side.
There was also Eunuch Yan in the palace.
The officials discussed it over and over, and it became a temporary decision to let the eldest princess govern the country, and then discuss it after the emperor's funeral.
The eldest princess was also a little confused.
She can float, raise fish, and climb mountains, but she really doesn't understand what governing a country means.
Jiang Changtian silently glanced at Princess Huiyun and said, "You can just do nothing."
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The emperor's funeral was very grand.
After all, officials from the Ministry of Rites have been working in funerals for the past few years and are very skilled.
It's just a matter of adjusting the specifications up or down.
Mianmian didn't expect the coup to be over.
It seems that her status has been raised a little.
Even at the funeral, some people gave her a flattering smile.
Well, isn't it a bit inappropriate to smile in this occasion?
You have to smile and show moderate sadness. At this degree, it feels like civil servants from Shandong will make a scene.
Mianmian was a little panicked.
She didn't have any deep impression of this imperial uncle, and now he was holding a funeral.
I just remember that he was very majestic when he put on the dragon robe, and very thin when he took it off.
On the day of the palace banquet, she was blocked by her sister-in-law Dong E and the princess' grandmother. Although she couldn't see anything clearly, she still heard a lot of noise.
There were a lot of shouting.
The process was neither fast nor slow.
I watched it quietly. At first, it was the Seventh Prince's people. Later, when everyone was almost dizzy, many people who were his godfather appeared. They looked arrogant and rampant, just like the villains in TV dramas.
They killed people seriously and collected corpses in an orderly manner.
The funeral was also orderly, with orderly crying and polite kneeling.
The emperor's funeral was over.
The Seventh Prince was sentenced to death, and the Seventh Prince's wife was also sentenced to death.
The Seventh Prince died before the action was taken. He was criticized by
thousands of people, but died without any illness. The
Chinese sense of morality is to point out something that is not in line with morality, discriminate against him, insult him, and let him die.
The Seventh Prince died like this.
There is only one little prince left in the palace. He has had deficiencies since he was a child, and now he is almost like a three-year-old child.
The ministers started arguing again.
Either choose a grandson to inherit the throne.
But there are still many grandsons, how to choose, and why should the previous generation choose a grandson.
There are also suggestions that the princess's son Jiang Changtian should inherit.
This statement was sprayed by many people.
In short, the court has been unstable recently, and all kinds of words and desires have emerged.
Mianmian feels okay at home, quite normal.
The family had dinner this day, just like usual. Although he was very busy, Dad would still come back on time for dinner.
After dinner, they drank tea and chatted together.
Jiang Changtian asked Zi Congheng who was making tea seriously, "You are the son of the prince, do you want to inherit the throne? If you do, it is actually the most legitimate way, and I will support you."
Congge was stunned for a moment and said, "It's good now. I eat well, drink well, and sleep well. Uncle, you know I'm afraid of the dark, and I don't like messy places, and I don't like crowds. I'm afraid of being dazzled and pointed things. If I were to lie alone in the huge room of the palace now, I'm afraid I would die of illness within half a year."
He made the tea and picked out the dried red dates on top and gave them to Mianmian. The red dates were the sweetest at this time.
Although there are new ways to make tea now, they still like the old way of brewing tea, adding some peppercorns or something to prevent cold in winter. Although sometimes too much is added, the taste is hard to describe and has nothing to do with tea. It is bitter and colorful, but after growing up and leaving their hometown, they always miss this strange taste.
"Uncle, you go to the palace. If you have enough power, we can be overbearing and no one will bully us. Although I can't do it, you can, and your aunt will help you. I still like the feeling of being a prince and grandson of the emperor. I have power and money, and I don't have to work."
Mianmian was eating red dates, and when she heard this, she almost swallowed the date kernel into her throat.
She was patted by her mother and almost sent away. She spat out the date kernel.
Her face flushed.
Cong Ge'er quickly handed her a glass of water.
Jiang Changtian also quickly stroked Mianmian's back gently.
The topic ended just like that.
Just when the court was in chaos.
News of the border army's victory came. This time it was true. General Meng was still alive. General Meng, Master Xiao Jiang, would soon return to the court.
The court officials changed their tone. They
strongly promoted Jiang Changtian to be the emperor.
They made up all kinds of excuses to build momentum.
Some people said that the late emperor told her in a dream that the name of the heir to the throne must have the word "Tian".
Changtian is a good name. He is the best
in the world.
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Border.
After the fight.
Many people died, and the enemy died even more.
But in the end, we won.
The border was cold.
Even in the best days of winning, we could only sit around the fire and
eat meat .
The dead comrades made people sad, and those who survived were more grateful for life.
One soldier cried while eating meat.
"Mr. Lai said he liked to eat meat with bones the most, and he will never eat it again in the future."
"That's how war works. We won, and Mr. Lai has a pension. Lord Jiang has written it down and will give it to Mr. Lai's parents. Someone in Mr. Lai's family can still sign up for work in the government."
"I know, sometimes I think of such good conditions and I would rather die, but I still miss Mr. Lai."
Jiang Feng and Meng Shaoxia were patrolling the camp together. When they heard this, they stopped.
But they didn't go in.
It was windy and cold outside the camp.
Jiang Feng said, "I didn't know why there was a war before. I always thought that people who were caught and forced to serve in the army were pitiful and would die."
Meng Shaoxia said, "The Meng family has been in the military for generations. Maybe this country has darkness and shortcomings, but we will always move forward bravely, because we have family and people behind us. The court is in chaos due to power struggles, but that has nothing to do with us. As long as it is necessary, our Meng family will still go to war."
Jiang Feng looked silly, and Meng Shaoxia was really silly.
The two held hands and continued to walk.
After patrolling the camp for another day, they would go back.
After the baptism of war, Jiang Feng has become more mature.
He thought that he had been sleeping underground, with only endless hatred in his heart. Fortunately, he is still alive. He can still walk out of Kaner Village, walk so far, and see the world. It's good to be alive.
He cherishes life more. He misses his parents, sisters, and Miss Dong.
When he returns, he must work hard to make progress.
Come on!
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