388, something happened
388, something happened
Originally, Lu Mingfei thought that he would have a good new year, but before the first day of the new year was even over, something happened to the little emperor in the palace.
On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, they had just finished breakfast and were talking in the house when the guards outside hurried in and said.
"My lord, something bad has happened to the young master in the palace."
"What happened in the palace?" Lu Mingfei put the teacup in his hand back on the table and asked.
"The young master in the palace slipped and fell into the water. Although he was rescued in time by our people, the young master still developed a high fever." The guard replied.
Lu Mingfei and Zhao Lang exchanged a glance, both aware of the seriousness of the situation. If anything happened to the young emperor, it would affect the throne and the entire empire.
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingfeng, who was present, also showed an expression of shock and worry on his face.
When Zhao Lang stood up, he had already taken off the token on his waist and said, "Prepare your horses immediately."
"Yes, sir," the guard replied.
Zhao Lang handed the token in his hand to the young man opposite him, "Ming Fei, take my token immediately to mobilize troops to enter the capital to prevent Prime Minister Wan and others from making any moves." At this time, he didn't even trust the guards around him, and only trusted the young man in front of him.
Because he knew that if a traitor appeared around them at this time, they might not be able to evacuate Kyoto Prefecture safely.
"Okay." Lu Mingfei understood this in his heart. He reached out to take the token and responded with a firm look.
They all knew that whoever held the military power at this time would be able to control Kyoto Prefecture. And now, the military power inside and outside Kyoto Prefecture was almost entirely in Zhao Lang's hands.
Isn’t this an opportunity for them?
They have been preparing for so long and absolutely cannot miss this opportunity.
When the two looked at each other, they both understood this.
Zhao Lang withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out.
Seeing that Zhao Lang had already left, Lu Mingfei raised his foot to follow him, but he still remembered his adoptive father at home: "Adoptive father, please stay at home and don't go out."
"Okay, I know, you go quickly." Lu Qingfeng also knew that this was not the time to cause trouble. He could not help, and the best way was to ensure his own safety and not become a burden to his adopted son.
After giving instructions to his adoptive father, Lu Mingfei strode away with Zhao Lang.
When they left, the two did not forget to avoid being seen. Zhao Lang left from the back door of the house, and Lu Mingfei rode out of the city from the front door.
The Lu Mansion was not far from the imperial palace, and Zhao Lang soon led his men into the palace on horseback.
The first thing he did when he entered the palace was to ask the guards he brought with him to take control of the huge palace before going to the palace where the little emperor lived.
When he arrived at the little emperor's bedroom, only the Queen Mother Jin and two imperial physicians were there; the other ministers in the court had not arrived yet.
Obviously, no one else has heard the news from the palace yet.
The three-year-old little emperor was lying on the huge dragon bed, his little face flushed red, and he had fallen into a coma.
"Regent, Regent, you must save my son..." The young Queen Mother Jin was so panicked when she saw the Regent coming that she could only ask for help from the most powerful man.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The imperial physician saluted.
Zhao Lang dodged the woman who rushed towards him, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the dragon bed. He asked the imperial physician beside him, "Imperial physician, how is he now?"
"Reporting to the Regent, the young master fell into the water and caught a cold. I'm afraid, he's in great danger..." The imperial physician reported the little emperor's condition truthfully.
"No matter what method you use, I will save Yun'er's life." Zhao Lang looked at his nephew lying on the dragon bed with mixed feelings. Although he wanted to be emperor, he had never thought of taking his nephew's life.
"Yes, yes, I will do my best." The imperial physician bowed and replied.
Zhao Lang glanced at his unconscious nephew and ordered the chief eunuch standing beside him: "Go, notify all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital to come over, and also notify all the ministers in the court to come to the palace."
"Yes." The eunuch chief responded and turned around and went out in a hurry.
Queen Mother Jin saw the regent being so ruthless to her, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. But she also knew that at this time, saving her son's life was more important.
She knew very well in her heart that if anything happened to her son's life, she would certainly not be able to continue to be the empress dowager.
At this time, Prime Minister Wan and other ministers outside the palace had already guessed that something must have happened in the palace when they learned that Zhao Lang had hurriedly brought people into the palace.
Just when they sent people to inquire about the news in the palace, the eunuchs from the palace came to their house and told them to go to Beijing immediately.
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At the same time, Lu Mingfei had already arrived at the military camp. He used the token given to him by Zhao Lang to command all the soldiers in the army, and immediately led the troops to follow him into the capital.
As soon as he led his troops into the palace, he strengthened the defense of the city gates and had the soldiers control the exits of all streets.
At the same time, he did not forget to send troops to surround the Prime Minister's Mansion and the residences of several ministers who were close to Prime Minister Wan.
Only after arranging these things did he lead his troops into the palace.
When he arrived at the palace where the little emperor lived, all the ministers in the court were already there.
Seeing that Zhao Lang was not outside, Lu Mingfei knew that Zhao Lang must be in the bedroom. He walked through the crowd and entered the bedroom where the little emperor lived. Sure enough, there he found the person he was looking for.
As if sensing something, the man turned and looked back as he looked over. Their eyes met, and he nodded to the man, meaning that everything was settled.
Lu Mingfei walked through the crowd and came to Zhao Lang's side, whispering a few words in Zhao Lang's ear.
As time passed, the little emperor's condition became worse and worse.
All the officials waiting inside and outside the hall had expressions of anxiety and worry on their faces.
The sun in the sky was blocked by dark clouds and the sky suddenly became dark.
"Son, my son..."
"Your Majesty, has passed away..."
Along with the cries of Empress Dowager Jin, the imperial physician announced the death of the little emperor.
"Your Majesty..."
Upon hearing this, the officials in the bedroom all knelt down.
When the officials, palace maids and eunuchs in the hall outside heard the news of the young emperor's death, they all knelt down.
At this moment, Zhao Lang and Lu Mingfei were the only ones standing in the bedroom instead of kneeling.
Lu Mingfei glanced at the official kneeling behind him and the man standing in front of him.
When their eyes met, he lifted his skirt and knelt down as well. However, he didn't kneel before the deceased emperor, but before Zhao Lang.
After kneeling down, he shouted loudly: "A country cannot be without a king for a day. Dayan has been poor and weak for a long time. We need a strong king to lead his subjects and lead this country out of its predicament!"
"Therefore, I beg the Regent to take over the government!"
The ministers kneeling nearby heard what Lu Mingfei said.
The ministers who had reacted looked towards the still-standing Regent, then heard Lu Mingfei's words. The generals exchanged glances, and one of them quickly reacted, shouting, "Your Highness, I beg the Regent to take over the court!"
Rather than electing another young emperor, they would rather support His Royal Highness the Regent, who is capable and leans towards their military generals, as emperor.
"His Majesty just left, and the body..." Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Wan looked at the Regent and Lu Mingfei in shock and disbelief. He stood up, pointed his fingers at the two of them and started cursing.
However, before he could finish his curse, the guards beside him came forward, covered his mouth, and dragged him away.
The other civil servants who followed Prime Minister Wan saw that their prime minister had been dragged away. Even though some of them were dissatisfied and did not want to see Zhao Lang become emperor, they did not dare to speak out against it.
When the officials who followed the Regent heard what Minister Lu said, they all echoed him and begged their Highness the Regent to take over the government and ascend the throne to become emperor.
Queen Mother Jin, who was originally lying on the edge of the dragon bed crying, turned her head to look at Zhao Lang, who was supported by everyone to become the emperor. Her mouth opened slightly, and she forgot to cry for a moment.
However, she also understood at this time that her son was dead and she had no second son to continue to be the emperor. Even if she had a second son, her second son would not be able to become the emperor again.
If Zhao Lang became emperor...
Queen Mother Jin's mind was completely blank. She turned back and lay on her son's body, continuing to cry. She didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what would happen to her in the future. Her son was dead, and he died right in front of her...
For a moment, the only sound in the room was a woman's sobbing.
Lu Mingfei looked up at Queen Mother Jin and felt sympathy for this woman.
But imperial power has always been like this. An incompetent little emperor will not be able to sit on this position for long and will not be able to stay in the position steadily.
Letting a three-year-old prince become emperor is something that should not happen.
How could a three-year-old child, who barely knew a few words, understand what it meant to govern the world? This matter itself was wrong. They were merely returning to normalcy, to the correct path that should have been taken.
Today's incident was itself an accident. They simply made the right decision based on the accident.
"Long live our emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor—" he shouted loudly.
"Long live the emperor!" the ministers behind him also shouted.
Zhao Lang looked at the young man kneeling at his feet. He understood in his heart why the young man wanted him to take over the government at this time. He looked at the ministers kneeling before him, raised his hand and shouted, "My dear ministers, please stand up."
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