Chapter 184 The Emperor's Death
Ouyang Gen didn't dare to think about it anymore, for he was afraid that he would become jealous.
Chang'er didn't dare to act presumptuously anymore. He put away the smile on his face and said to his father and elder brother seriously and solemnly: "Father, elder brother, it's not that I don't want to help, but I can't help. Although the court is stable now, what about the future?"
He didn't want to gamble: "What if someone tries to sow discord between us brothers? I don't mind, but what if Big Brother gets upset and starts making trouble for me? I might as well not get involved in the first place."
He had already thought of his own escape route.
In addition, he had gained a lot of experience by following his uncle around over the years, so he had even less idea about the throne.
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Gen was annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not understand you?" He kicked him in annoyance.
Unfortunately, Chang'er reacted faster and said without even breathing: "Dad, did you see that? He dares to kick me in front of you now. I don't know how he will deal with me when you are not around." Chang'er was very mean.
Wen Li was in a daze. He was still there.
"You little brat, you really deserve to be punished." He was really angry now.
"Okay, stop making a fuss. Since you've made your own decision, don't blame your parents for not giving you a chance. You're my eldest brother, and no one can claim to be selfless. So, if you don't want to help your eldest brother, forget it."
This kid is really difficult to manage.
"Hey, I'll listen to Dad."
A good conversation was ruined by Chang'er's jokes.
Ouyang Gen understood a little bit about his brother's reluctance to help him.
Indeed, he sometimes envied Chang'er.
But what can he do?
He is the eldest brother, and Chang'er can avoid taking some responsibilities, but he can't.
As long as Chang'er doesn't want to do something, he has to bear it all in the end. Sometimes, he also wonders why he is not the second child.
Wen Li is not stupid, he can still see the changes in his son's mood.
"Then tell me, what do you want to do in the future?" Wen Li was afraid that Gen'er would be suspicious, so he had to let Chang'er determine his position early.
Chang'er didn't think much about it and said, "I want to do business like my uncle."
It didn't look fake at all, as if he really longed for it.
Only he himself knew that the place he wanted to go was not Dayan, but somewhere outside Dayan.
His mother said that this world is so big, so big that he can't imagine it.
He wanted to go and see it.
"It's up to you." When Wen Li heard about doing business, he didn't want to pay any more attention to him.
He thought he was learning martial arts.
The conversation between the father and his two sons ended.
The emperor's illness lasted for half a month, but he eventually died.
In May of the 40th year of Dayan, Emperor Ouyang Rui died of illness.
The whole world is in grief.
The world is pure white.
Three days later, the body was buried and the coffin was placed in the palace.
Afterwards, the crown prince took the lead, and all the officials followed, wearing mourning clothes and crying.
The Imperial Astronomical Observatory selected an auspicious day for the emperor and buried him a month later.
On the day of the burial, the maid in the courtyard of the imperial city changed her clothes and put on her face.
Uncle Feng watched his master change her makeup and understood what she was going to do.
"Master, is this really the case?" Uncle Feng was a little reluctant.
"Oh, I thought we would never meet again in this life, but I didn't expect that he would actually pass away before me. Forget it, forget it, everything is over."
Back then, it was also thanks to Fenglou and others that she escaped from the imperial mausoleum.
Now, it's time to go back to where she really wants to go.
That is her final destination.
"Feng Lou, you are old now. Just hand over the things in your hands to the people below. Li'er will take care of you in your old age." Feng Wenlan was still very touched when he looked at Feng Lou who had been with him all his life.
She stepped forward, looked into Feng Lou's eyes, and said to him with a smile, "In the next life, can we meet earlier?"
In this life, she gave herself to Ouyang Rui. In the next life, she wanted to repay the man who had protected her all her life.
Feng Lou smiled and nodded, "I will definitely find you first and never let you suffer again."
The emperor's funeral procession moved very slowly.
They were so slow that Feng Wenlan and Feng Lou didn't see any of them even after they arrived at the imperial mausoleum.
Feng Wenlan didn't want to wait any longer, nor did he want to see him again.
She stepped into the imperial mausoleum he had built for her.
Just because she said she didn't want to be with him.
He built a wall inside the main mausoleum to separate the two.
He is on the left, she is on the right.
Feng Wenlan didn't let Feng Lou accompany her in, she entered the imperial mausoleum alone.
Then he placed the Dragon Breaking Stone.
Fenglou didn't ask any questions and just stood outside to protect her.
Fenglou did not leave until the funeral procession arrived. Instead, he sat in meditation at the side entrance of the imperial mausoleum.
Fenglou is dead.
He died at the small door that Feng Wenlan entered.
When the people below reported back, Wen Li was still a little unconvinced.
After going up to see it in person, he felt sad.
For some reason, he felt as if he had lost something.
He called the first and second year students and asked them to bury Uncle Feng properly.
He glanced at the small door and knew that inside was his mother's tomb.
Uncle Feng died here, and he also understood what he meant.
Maybe he was too sad, so Wen Li didn't notice many details.
Soon, someone came to ask him to host.
After the burial, Wen Li took Gen'er and others back to the palace.
He didn't arrange for anyone else to keep vigil, but simply asked the secret guards to do so.
He is the only one in the royal family, so he can't come alone.
After returning to the palace, he started to get busy again.
The coronation ceremony had not yet taken place and many things were still untouched. But when he returned to the imperial city, things started to move forward.
Wen Li's coronation ceremony was not held immediately. He issued an edict to appoint Xia Yutong as queen, and the emperor and queen ceremonies were held together.
It has to be said that Wen Li's move made women all over the world envious.
Xia Yutong was a little unhappy, but this was his first imperial decree, so she didn't feel comfortable refutating him.
As they were still in mourning period, the ceremony was quite simple.
Only after offering sacrifices to heaven and worshipping ancestors were the two officially considered emperor and empress.
Now that the Central Palace has a master, the affairs of the palace must be managed.
Now not only Wen Li is busy, but Xia Yutong is also busy.
There are still some old concubines in the palace, and they also need to be arranged.
Fortunately, they were quite obedient, so Xia Yutong moved them to a palace far away from the harem, allowing them to enjoy their old age there.
The emperor's departure did not seem to have much impact on the people, and they continued to do what they were supposed to do.
Even if Dayan changed its emperor, as long as it did not affect the people, the people would not care who the emperor was.
The coronation ceremony of Wen Li and Xia Yutong was completed smoothly.
The Xia family also entered the imperial city when the emperor died.
They came here mainly to support their daughter, but unexpectedly, Wen Li arranged the queen's coronation ceremony and the throne ceremony together.
At the Xia Mansion, Father Xia looked at the sunny day outside and felt that it was unreal.
He always felt that his family shouldn't have come to this point.
That small village seemed like the end of him. In his dreams, he often dreamed of some people and things from the past.
There were also some scenes he had not experienced.
In the dream, his daughter fell to her death in the back mountain before she turned seven, and his eldest son, because of his bad temper, fought with the boy from his second son's family and was pushed into the river by the second son's family and drowned.
As for Rongrong, it seemed as if she did not appear in the dream, as if she had not been supported since she was a child.
The dream scared him half to death.
He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.
He experienced everything in the dream, watching his loved ones die tragically in front of him, and he was powerless to stop it.
He saw his previous cowardice, saw how he blamed his own children, and saw the villagers staring at him like fools.
Gradually he discovered that he no longer had any real relatives around him.
His parents and brothers all had happy families, but he ended up alone.
Even if they haven't separated yet, what's the difference between him and an old widower?
I watched my second brother's children grow up, while my own Xiaoxuan had long since turned into bones.
Tears can't stop flowing, but what can I do? All of this is because of his filial piety, foolish filial piety.
He has neither wife nor children.
When Da Zhuang got married, he was kicked out of the house because the house was not big enough.
He woke up from the dream, but he felt that it was not a dream.
Mother Xia looked at her husband in a trance for several days, and she didn't quite understand what was wrong with him.
On the night Xiaotong was crowned queen, he had a nightmare and was in a panic the whole time. He refused to tell anyone when asked.
It is still like this until now.
"Brother Feng, you can tell me anything." Mother Xia poured a cup of warm tea and came to Xia Feng and put it in his hand.
Xia Feng raised his head mechanically and glanced at his wife who was standing right in front of him.
Sometimes he felt that everything now was so unreal.
The life in his dream is the same as his.
But the girl was standing in front of him alive again.
He opened his mouth several times, wanting to tell her what happened in his dream, but he just didn't know how to start.
Should I tell her that because of me, she lost her child, and because of me, she eventually starved to death in that home?
He couldn't say it.
I really wish I didn't have that dream.
Xia Feng curled his lips with difficulty: "I, I'm fine."
Mother Xia saw all the avoidance in his eyes.
It's not that she didn't have any guesses in her mind, but she didn't want to destroy the current beauty.
Finally, she couldn't help but said, "Brother Feng, if you have something to say, just tell me directly. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't understand others' feelings." She felt that Brother Feng must have someone else outside.
Otherwise he wouldn't be so embarrassed. "As for the children, I will also comfort you." After saying this, Xia's mother could no longer hold back her tears.
"Brother Feng, please bring her back home." After saying that, Mother Xia stood up and prepared to leave.
This was the last way she could save face for herself.
Xia Feng was stunned, but quickly reacted and immediately grabbed Xia's mother's hand, "Wanru, what are you talking about? Where did this "she" come from?" And bring her into the mansion? Who was he going to bring into the mansion?
Seeing her in tears, Xia Feng felt very sad.
Thinking of the words she said to him in the dream before she died, his heart ached like a knife.
"Wanru, I don't have anyone else, don't think too much." He planned to tell her about the dream.
So that she wouldn't have to think too much.
"Come and sit down." He pulled her to the seat where he had just sat.
"Do you remember the nightmare I had the night I first arrived in the imperial city?" Father Xia organized his words. This incident was both funny and scary.
Mother Xia nodded and said, "I remember you were sweating all over at that time, and I didn't know what you were dreaming about." She wiped the tears from her face and stared at him.
"Have you been worried about that dream these days?" Mother Xia was a little confused. What kind of dream could make Brother Feng so scared?
Xia Feng nodded and sighed, "Yes, I'll tell you."
He told her what happened in his dream. After all, it was a dream, a nightmare.
After hearing this, Xia's mother was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "Because of this matter, you have lost your appetite and can't even eat or drink." She really didn't know what to say to him.
"That was a dream. Our children are all alive and well. Xiaotong has become the queen, Xiaoxuan has her own family, and Rongrong is a mother. They are all doing well."
Oh my god, why did I have such a dream when I could have any other dream.
With Xia's mother's guidance, Xia Feng's mood finally eased a little, but he always felt that the dream was not a dream.
But he couldn't produce any evidence.
"Okay, Xiaoxuan said he would bring Cheng'er and Lele back today. Don't scare my grandchildren away." After learning the truth, the depression in Xia's mother's heart had long dissipated.
Start preparing for Xiaoxuan and Xiaoxiao to bring the children back tonight.
That’s right, even though Xiaoxuan lived in the imperial city, he didn’t live in the former Xia Mansion.
Instead, he bought a new house for himself, mainly because he wanted to live in it comfortably.
"Hmph, tell that brat not to come back." Father Xia was furious when he heard that Xiaoxuan was coming back.
You don't want to stay in this nice home, but insist on building a new yard. You seem to look down on my things.
Xia's mother was also very unhappy at the beginning. After getting married, she didn't stay at home for long and was out every day.
He also brought Xiaoxiao and her grandmother with him. How could she, as a mother, feel good?
Later, the couple had a child without telling her. It was only when they came back that she found out that she had become a grandmother.
After so many years, she has accepted it no matter how bad she feels.
But Brother Feng was still very sad.
I feel like Xiaoxuan is not close to him.
Yu'er grew up in front of him, but he inherited his temper from someone and could hardly fart all day long.
The four children she gave birth to are all alike.
"What you said is true. This is also his home. Why don't you let him come back? He is my son." Mother Xia's tone was a little unhappy.
Xia Feng has been guarding Ning Wanru all these years, and he knows her temper very well. "I didn't say this isn't his house, but he is. Does he think this is his home?"
Humph, you little brat, you made him so angry.
"Why doesn't he treat this as his home? He's back now, and he brought Cheng'er and Lele with him." Mother Xia's unhappiness had long since passed. After all, they were far away from each other, so everyone felt closer.
"Just spoil him." Father Xia glared at his wife. He couldn't argue with her.
"He's my son, of course I spoil him." The two of them were over a hundred years old in total, but they still quarreled like children.
"Okay, go back to the house quickly, you won't be exposed to the sun." It was a very hot day.
After Wen Li ascended the throne, the court was stable and the border was peaceful. It was truly a beautiful country.
In the blink of an eye, two years had passed since Wen Li ascended the throne.
Dayan was still Dayan, but the reign title had changed to Wenfeng.
It is now the second year of Wenfeng.
Good weather, peace and prosperity for the country.
The court officials made some advances and some retreats, and the country prospered.
In the palace, when Xia Yutong had nothing to do, she loved to watch plays in the palace.
Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I found a troupe and planned to listen to a play.
Originally, she took Yi'an with her, and Gen'er followed his father every day. He was busy with government affairs and had no time to accompany her.
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