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Chapter 122(2/2)

Prosperity and wealth are secondary.

The prince has dominated the desert for most of his life, which is enough.

After receiving Xie Zhan's assurance, the emperor seemed relieved at last, closed his tired eyes, and left peacefully.

Xie Zhan stood in front of the emperor's bed all night.

It was not until daybreak that the emperor and his former chief eunuch Hou Han opened the door and came in, intending to serve the emperor breakfast and take medicine, only to find that the emperor had been dead for a long time.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has passed away!"

Hou Han was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to check on the old emperor. After discovering that he had been dead for a long time, he hurriedly sent for the civil and military officials.

And the palace was also exposed as quickly as possible.

When the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt outside the door of the late old emperor, Xie Zhan silently took out an imperial edict.

"With his own handwriting, the emperor demoted the prince Xie Yang to the position of King Wen. He guarded the imperial mausoleum and could not be summoned. Li Bin, the prince's retainer... was imprisoned and was asked to be executed by the Queen of Autumn. I admire this."

Some of the prince's retainers are also among the civil and military officials, and they are all regarded as the prince's retainers. In many cases, the East Palace is also a small court.

As soon as Xie Zhan finished speaking, someone immediately jumped out to refute.

"The Holy Emperor passed away, and only the Regent was by his side. No one could prove whether this was the late Emperor's handwriting! Regent, why did the late Emperor pass away suddenly today when he was fine yesterday? In my humble opinion, the Regent should give civil and military advice first.

Officials, please explain to the world!"

The person who spoke was none other than Li Bin, a disciple of the prince and now a doctor in the Ministry of Rites.

There is indeed some truth to what he said, and the eyes of all civil and military officials fell on Xie Zhan.

It is true that all the power in the court at this time is in the hands of Xie Zhan. For the overall situation, it does not matter when the emperor dies.

But the people on Xie Zhan's side and the people of the world need an explanation.

Why did the emperor die suddenly?

Xie Zhan did not answer, but instead cast his gaze on Taiyuan Zheng.

"Zhang Yuanzheng, you should answer this question."

From the day Xie Zhan returned, he was the one who controlled the emperor's body. No one had more say than him.

Zhang Yuanzheng came out and looked at Xie Zhan, "The day before yesterday, when I was checking the late emperor's pulse, I discovered that the late emperor's body was completely exhausted. There are pulse records from the Taiyuan Hospital and all my colleagues can testify."

Xie Zhan nodded and called out Zhang Shenzhi, the elder of the pavilion: "You are my father's classmate. I think you should be familiar with my father's handwriting. Why don't you come and check whether this imperial edict is his own handwriting?"

At this time, Zhang Shenzhi could not refuse it no matter what, so he took it with both hands.

After carefully checking the details of all the brushstrokes, he nodded, "Although the handwriting is trembling, there is no doubt that it is the late emperor's own handwriting."

"This is impossible!"

Xie Yang was originally imprisoned, and he was always waiting for the death of the late emperor, so that he could succeed to the throne naturally. He never thought that the emperor would take the throne from him before his death.

The only hope in his heart was shattered. If looks could kill, Xie Zhan would have died a thousand times at this time.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't turn the tide at this time.

After Xie Zhan returned, he took over the government with thunderous means and almost wiped out Xie Yang's men! At this time, there was not even one out of ten, so where could the power come from to resist Xie Zhan, who controlled all the government?

In the end, he was escorted to the imperial mausoleum by the late emperor's personal soldiers. After the late emperor was buried, he could only move around in a small area of ​​the imperial mausoleum forever.

Also imprisoned were the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince's only son.

It was midsummer at this time, and it was difficult to preserve the late emperor's body even if it was placed in an ice coffin, so he was buried after seven days of rest.

Everyone believed that after the late emperor was buried, Xie Zhan would start preparing for his enthronement.

Even the disciples around him first vacated the embroiderers in the palace, waiting to make dragon robes for him.

"There's no rush yet."

Xie Zhan rejected the subordinates who made dragon robes and has been taking care of the government affairs as regent without any intention of ascending to the throne.

His retainers knew about Mingxiu's existence and that Xie Zhan wanted to give up the throne for her, but no one took it seriously.

After having tasted the taste of power, who would give up?
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