Chapter 99: Affection
It rained all night but could not put out the raging fire.
Flames shot up into the sky and blood flowed like a river. This palace coup, which killed nearly a thousand people, was reduced to just a few lines in history books.
The crown prince ascended the throne and changed the reign title to Yongshun.
The properties of the traitors, including the Marquis of Yongqing, who participated in the rebellion, were confiscated, and three days later, their entire families were executed.
The new emperor took this opportunity to completely clean up the power in the court and establish the new.
After this battle, Lu Weiqing was appointed Prime Minister, the head of all officials, in charge of national affairs.
The emperor rectified the administration of officials and ordered the establishment of a large-scale imperial examination system, selecting a large number of ambitious people and strictly evaluating officials, thus clearing up the atmosphere in the officialdom.
Two years later, taxes and levies were light, the country was open and inclusive, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the embryonic form of a prosperous era was evident.
What the ministers were most worried about was that the throne had been vacant for a long time.
During the two years since he ascended the throne, the emperor never selected any concubines, and the harem was always empty.
Whenever this matter was mentioned, the emperor would pretend to be deaf and dumb and pass it over lightly.
After experiencing the palace coup, Lu Zhaoyang realized that once she entered the palace, it was like entering a deep sea, and it would be difficult to escape. She was depressed for several days, returned the token of love, left a letter, and left without saying goodbye.
When the emperor got the news, he immediately set out to pursue her, but did not force her to return to Chang'an. Instead, he made a three-year agreement with her, giving her the freedom to travel the world, and waiting for her to become his queen three years later.
In the past two years, whenever they gathered together during festivals, they always laughed at the emperor for being so lonely.
He could only pretend that he didn't care, but secretly thought about Lu Zhaoyang, thinking so much that he even cried in his dreams.
Occasionally, when Lu Zhaoyang thought of him, he would send him a letter. He would read it over and over again, and the edges of the letter became frayed because of his touch.
When he really missed Zhaoyang, he also had a way to write to her, but he could only ask the secret guards to follow her secretly, create all kinds of incredible coincidences, and take great pains to deliver the letter to her.
The letter he sent recently was extremely important, and what was written in the letter gave him the best chance of meeting Zhaoyang.
The emperor repeatedly confirmed that the letter had been delivered, and was thinking about the day of their meeting, hoping it would come soon.
On this day, Lu Weiqing had just finished his official business and returned home in the twilight.
Eleven came charging towards him on horseback. Before he even got close, he started shouting, "Master, something bad has happened! The lady is about to give birth."
Lu Weiqing's expression suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously, "How is Madam? Have you called the imperial physician? Has the midwife arrived?"
Eleven answered quickly, but before he could finish his words, Lu Weiqing grabbed him and pulled him off the horse.
A gust of wind blew by, raising dust and rushing like lightning. Lu Weiqing hurried back to the mansion in a hurry.
As soon as I entered the yard, I heard Jiang Ran's cry of pain.
Lu Weiqing didn't care about anything else and was about to step in, but was immediately stopped by the imperial physician waiting at the door.
"Prime Minister Lu, you can't come in! The murderous aura is too strong and might disturb the pregnant woman and the fetus in the room."
He never believed these things, but because of the words of the imperial physician, he stopped in his tracks.
Lu Weiqing was really scared. Giving birth for a woman is like going through the gates of hell. He didn't dare to gamble if there was even the slightest possibility of affecting Ah Ran.
The two most experienced midwives were in charge inside, while three imperial doctors were on duty outside. Maids brought in basin after basin of hot water, which was full of blood when they came out.
Jiang Ran's cries of pain grew louder and louder, crying out for him, "Ah—Lu Weiqing, Lu Weiqing!"
Taoli's anxious tears fell down. She held her hand and told her loudly: "Uncle is here, he is just outside the house."
Jiang Ran was shaking with pain, feeling angry and aggrieved, and crying so hard that he could hardly breathe.
He said he would always be with her, but he hasn't shown up for so long.
"Lu Weiqing, liar, bastard!"
"Lu Weiqing, hurry up and come in——"
After enduring a period of severe pain, Jiang Ran was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.
Seeing this, Lu Weiqing could no longer stand there. He ignored everyone's attempts to stop him and rushed into the house.
Hearing that Jiang Ran had the energy to scold him, Lu Weiqing felt a little relieved and apologized in a low voice as soon as he reached the bedside.
Jiang Ran raised his hand and slapped him, letting out his anger and his crying became weaker.
Jiang's father and brothers were waiting outside, praying to various gods and Buddhas for blessings.
Xu Roujia and Princess Zhaoyang were both staying in the house, chanting "Buddha bless you" and cheering her on.
Perhaps the prayer worked. Accompanied by a breeze, a new life was born with a loud cry.
At this moment, Lu Zhaoyang, who had arrived exhausted, pushed open the gate and asked anxiously, "How's Ah Ran? Am I not too late?"
The sky was filled with sunset glow, and the young man standing under the paulownia tree stretched out his hand to her.
The setting sun is like a red bean, filling the sky with longing.
May all lovers in the world spend long years together.
(over)
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