Chapter 812

Royal study.

When Zhong Zhiheng went back to the Royal study, it was dark. He felt tired to the extreme. However, he came to the interior office to report the funeral of the Empress Dowager to him. After hearing the report patiently, he asked Zhao Ruhai to go to the imperial palace to make a proclamation and let the lady cooperate with the six palaces. The imperial concubine and the Empress Dowager were in succession. There must be a steward in the imperial palace with the most suitable position and qualification She is the only one who is a lady.

After explaining these things, Zhong Zhiheng sent another person to call Jiang Bairen into the palace.

"When empress Zhen Xian was pregnant, it was Lu guinian, the last doctor, who served her. Now go to check this one for me." Zhong Zhiheng said in a deep voice.

Jiang Bairen hesitated and said, "long live! I heard that Lu Taiyi died more than 20 years ago."

What Jiang Bairen said is right. Since empress Zhen Xianhong died, Lu Guinian has gone back to his hometown. He died at home in a few years. Zhongzhiheng also gave him a funeral fee at that time. But now, the more he thinks about it, the more strange he feels? Why did Lu guinian, who has always been in good health, die only a few years after leaving office? He didn't think about it before, but now he is sweating all over.

"Go to check for me. Find out what he knew, what friends he made, who he used to know in the capital, and what suspicious people were among his relatives and friends!" Zhong Zhiheng is biting his teeth.

"Yes, I do." Jiang Bairen was so busy that he bowed down and took the lead, then retreated.

What the Empress Dowager said at the end of her life seemed to be a sharp blade stabbed into Zhong Zhiheng's heart, which happened to be the place he didn't want to touch for many years, and then he only felt cold all around in the dark.

If the queen mother is right, then

Zhong Zhiheng didn't dare to think about it. He was so busy that he reached for the tea cup on the Dragon case and drank all the herbal tea in it. He was in such a hurry that before he could put down the tea cup, he coughed all the time. The tea water sprayed out wet the front of the bright yellow dragon robe.

"Long live, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Ruhai heard the movement outside. He was so busy that he picked up the curtain to come in. When he saw this posture, he was so busy that he took the veil to wipe Zhong Zhiheng's body. At the same time, he was so busy that he said, "it's all the fault of the slave. The slave is going to make a cup of new tea for the long live and send it to him."

Zhong Zhiheng pushed Zhao Ruhai away, and then hurried to the Dragon case. He took out a brush from the pen holder and walked on the paper for a while.

"Long live, drink tea to moisten your throat. You must be tired this day." Zhao Ruhai comes in with the newly made tea, just watching Zhong Zhiheng put down his brush.

"Ruhai, tell the bodyguard to come over," Zhong Zhiheng lowered his head and put the letter into the envelope. He sealed it with wax at the same time, and watched Zhao Ruhai bow down. Zhong Zhiheng suddenly stopped him. "No, you can come to see me directly

"Yes, I do." Zhao Ruhai is too busy to bow down.

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"My subordinates have seen the long live master. I'd like to invite the emperor's holy peace!" Ma Zhiming hurries to the imperial study and bows to Zhong Zhiheng.

"Zhiming, I want you to go to Ninggu Pagoda in person," said Zhong Zhiheng slowly, walking out of the Dragon case and delivering the letter to Ma Zhiming at the same time. "When the Empress Dowager collapses, Prince an, as the eldest grandson of the emperor, can't be absent from the funeral. I don't feel at ease when others go to me. You have to go in person, so I can rest assured."

"But long live, from the capital to ningguta, it will take at least three months at a time. Moreover, I heard that Prince an's legs and feet are not easy to move. Maybe they are slower, I'm afraid..." Ma Zhiming looks embarrassed. "I'm afraid I can't catch up with the Empress Dowager's funeral."

According to the ancestral system of the great Zhou Dynasty, the Empress Dowager died for eighty-eight days.