Chapter 1775： tricky

The queen wanted to laugh, but she was overwhelmed, she wanted to lie down.

Seeing that the emperor was supporting him personally, the queen lay down for a while and said: "The things I gave to a few children are all in the box."

The emperor, "I will give them to them."

The queen was a little breathless, but she still tried her best to raise her head to look at her children, her eyes were full of reluctance, and finally her eyes fell on the emperor's face, she finally smiled with all her strength, and slowly closed her eyes.

She felt the death quietly, and the cry of her children was in her ears. She didn't tell the emperor that she would marry you in the next life. It was not that she didn't want to, but that the emperor did not regret it in this life, which did not mean that he would marry her in the next life.

The emperor felt that the queen's hand was slowly getting cold. He didn't let go of his hand. He sat quietly listening to the cries of the children, and his eyes slowly turned red. His wife died, and he took all her past with him. Only good memories were given to him.

The emperor raised his hand and stroked his wife's hair, feeling that the white hair was a little tangled, and his heart was empty.

The queen's palace cried and slowly spread throughout the palace. Some women in the harem were happy, some hated, and some were sad for the queen.

The bell rang, and the whole capital knew that the queen was gone.

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren hadn't slept yet. They had already changed their clothes. They looked at each other when they heard the voice, but neither of them said a word.

A little time passed before Zhulan spoke, motioning for the girls outside to come in, "Go and send a message to Mrs. Shizi, all the decorations in the yard have been removed."

The girl also heard the bell and was ordered to quickly go to the big room to spread the news.

Zhou Shuren said, "Without the queen in the palace, we cannot stop."

"Only the stupid don't stop. The prince's position is stable, and the emperor will not stand up again."

"Hey, don't look at the emperor's calmness, but the emperor is also a human being, and the fire in the emperor's heart is going to be directed at Chuanzhou."

Zhulan thought of the death of the Emperor Taishang, "I'm going to attack again."

Zhou Shuren's tone was a little empty, "Our son sends evidence back to the capital from time to time, this is for the emperor!"

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

Really!

The capital lost sleepiness after hearing the bell, especially the Wen family, the two main supporters of the Wen family, the queen and the crown prince. Alive, the Wen family is not afraid of anything.

Now I am a little panicked. The actions of the prince over the years have shown that the prince does not rely on the Wen family. Without the buffer of the queen, everyone in the Wen family is very worried.

Some people were frightened, but naturally some people were happy, and they were even more happy. Without the queen to help the prince, the most honorable father and son in the heavenly family had a quarrel, and no one persuaded them. This is a great good thing.

The second prince was both angry and happy, angry that the queen would choose a day to die, and he slapped the second prince hard, and he was glad that the prince did not have the queen's protection.

This night, too many ghosts and ghosts came out to be lively.

The next day, Zhu Lan got up and changed into plain clothes and looked out the window. The weather was fine today.

Listening quietly, you can still hear crying. Compared with the sincerity of the emperor's death, the cry of the queen's death is fake.

The people in the capital did not feel much. The people were so realistic, they knew who was good to them, and the queen did nothing to make the people remember.

The queen's funeral was solemn, the emperor and the prince were really sad, and the Wen family was added, and the others Jiang Shuipazi did not leave their hands.

The people who did not see off at the funeral were obviously very solemn, but they wanted to act like a play.

The emperor died of his first wife, no matter how well he concealed it, the air pressure around him was very low.

Zhou Shuren didn't move forward either. He could still have something to talk about when the Emperor Taishang died. Let's fight the Emperor himself when the Queen died!

Chuanzhou, the will of the capital was sent to the states, and the states already knew who was in charge of the Autumn Festival this year.

When the decree arrived in Chuanzhou, it was the first time to find out who Zhou Changzhi of the Hanlin Academy was. After the investigation was clear, everyone was silent after seeing it.

The prefect of Chuanzhou frowned, "This person is not only the fourth son of Zhou Hou, but also the direct brother of Princess Qin, which is a bit tricky."

It's more difficult for everyone to look at each other, one is not good!

Changzhi also took Ding Jue back to the state city, and returned to the small courtyard he rented. Changzhi investigated a lot of evidence again. He did not go out when he came back, but Ding Jue went out from time to time.

Today, Ding Jue came back with a strange face, and the servant noticed, "What's wrong with you?"

Ding Jue took a deep breath, "Our lord's name is Zhou Changzhi?"

The little servant reacted and smiled, "Did you hear the news?"

Ding Jue took a breath, which was an admission, "So your lord is the chief test for this year's Autumn Festival?"

The servant patted Ding Jue's shoulder, "What's all the fuss about, it's natural for your lord to be famous when you appear in Chuanzhou."

Ding Jue was still a little skeptical about life, and asked cautiously, "Your father's father is Zhou Hou, the minister of households?"

The little servant snorted, "The news spread fast enough."

Ding Jue's heart was complicated. No wonder he repeatedly hinted at the danger of continuing to investigate the adults The adults didn't care. There is really nothing to fear when the adults have such a background.

Ding Jue reacted, "Now that the decree has arrived, when will your lord appear?"

The little servant, "No hurry, no hurry, there are still many days before the autumn season!"

Ding Jue thought that he also had a reputation as a scholar, no wonder the adults persuaded him to live a long life and look forward to it. Following the life of the adults, the adults would talk to him about officialdom and anecdotes. His eyes were also opened. There is no daily hatred and regret.

The little servant muttered, "Fool, you don't know how to seize the opportunity before you."

The adults made unannounced visits along the way, and met many people like Ding Jue. Only two people really caught the eyes of the adults. The other was Liu Mingsheng, and only Ding Jue kept following the adults.

Ding Jue was clear in her heart and pursed her lips, "Me."

Changzhi walked out, "Are you back?"

The little servant smiled, "Sir, he already knows your identity."

Changzhi smiled, "Is it an accident?"

Ding Jue became a little more cautious, and lost the casualness of the past, "It's really unexpected."

Changzhi asked, "What did you talk about just now?"

Ding Jue pursed her lips and said silently for a while, "Sir, me."

Changzhi raised his eyebrows, the exposure of his identity made Ding Jue uneasy, "Do you want to get back to fame?"

Ding Jue blushed, "Sir, you are a good official."

He sees everything the adults do every day, and the adults are teaching him. He knows it well, just thinking of the two lives of his eldest brother and his mother, and finally turned into a sigh.

Changzhi didn't force Ding Jue, he just hoped that Ding Jue could bear it when the truth came out, which is why he kept comforting Ding Jue.

Ding Jue breathed a sigh of relief, "Sir, it's enough for me to study by your side."

So the hurdle in his heart still can't get out.