Chapter 938 After the King of Song
Prince Yong planned to force Jianxing to abolish the queen, but unfortunately he failed to do so in the end. Although Jianxing, who had lost his power, was in control of him, Jianxing refused to obey him. Instead, he scolded Zhao Zhong, who had passed away, and drove him back.
This made Prince Yong a little difficult to get on the verge of being a tiger. He had no choice but to force the queen in the name of Jianxing. But even if the queen was deposed, Guo Luoluo still remained the same. He scolded Prince Yong every day, making him angry and his face turned pale and murderous intent.
But in the end, Prince Yong did not do anything to Guo Luoluo. After all, he could not directly order the killing of this person. You should know that although he had already grasped the power of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor was still Jianxing. In addition, Jianxing's forces outside were still loyal to him. Before these problems were completely solved, the sign of Jianxing was still useful. Once Guo Luoluo was killed and Jianxing was angry and seeking death, then everything Prince Yong planned before could not continue.
In the end, he secretly endured this tone, and Prince Yong could only temporarily put the matter aside and then made every effort to deal with the important matter of the Qing court's westward migration.
Just when the Qing court was about to move westward, a major incident suddenly happened in Guilin far southwest. Zhao Hongcan, who called himself King of Song, suddenly died of illness. His death was so unexpected. The day before, Zhao Hongcan was summoning his ministers to laugh at the war in Yunnan, and was preparing to continue to lead troops south after taking Yunnan, and then cede land and establish a country, which would lead a great cause for thousands of years.
No one expected that late that night, there was a rush in the palace that Zhao Hongcan suddenly had an emergency room. When the imperial physician arrived after hearing the news, Zhao Hongcan, who was lying on the bed, had already swallowed his last breath, half open his eyes, and died straight.
"Prince, Prince, how did you go like this..." Before Zhao Hongcan's bed collapsed, Peng Rong cried and cried, and two lines of tears couldn't help but slid down.
Around the surroundings, Zhao Hongcan's concubines were also sad, wiping their tears and crying. A little further away, there were a few guards in the royal palace. These people stood there quietly? If they were not careful, they seemed to be unable to feel their existence.
The imperial physician just arrived? Peng Rong, who was still crying a lot the moment ago, stopped crying. When he saw the imperial physician coming, he jumped and grabbed his wrist. Then he said sadly: "You are here just right? Quick! Save the prince! The prince will be fine. As long as you save the prince, you will definitely be rewarded!"
"Mr. Peng, I will do my best..." The Imperial Doctor is a person in his fifties? He has been a doctor for decades. As soon as he comes in, he knows that he is already a dead person, but now Peng Rong is urging him to go for treatment. This is really difficult for him, but no matter how, as an Imperial Doctor, you still have to do something at this time.
When he walked closer? The imperial physician then carefully saw Zhao Hongcan's face. When he saw that Zhao Hongcan's pale face was actually covered with a black air, especially the corners of his mouth, he was shocked. Although he was not very clear in the candlelight, these were not seen clearly? But the imperial physician was proficient in medical skills, how could he not see these? Especially the bloody marks on the corners of his mouth, although they had wiped them, but they could not wipe them all. The imperial physician was not dizzy in his old eyes? Naturally, he could see clearly.
"This...this..." The imperial physician suddenly burst into his heart. I immediately realized something. He tried to calm himself down? But his legs under his robe couldn't help but tremble slightly. He stretched out his hand and put it on Zhao Hongcan's wrist. The imperial physician confirmed that Zhao Hongcan had already died. Not to mention that he had lost his pulse, his body began to become stiff and cold.
"How? Can you still save me?" Peng Rong asked anxiously.
The imperial physician gritted his teeth and finally shook his head slowly.
"What! What are you saying! The prince can't save it? You... are talking nonsense!" Peng Rong suddenly became crazy and grabbed the imperial physician's collar. His expression was so ferocious under the candlelight that the imperial physician was so scared that he trembled involuntarily.
"The prince has always been healthy. Today I just drank a few more drinks with me at dinner. Why did he get like this shortly after going to bed? What do you think? " Peng Rong roared angrily.
The imperial physician was speechless and could not speak. Seeing that Peng Rong's eyes were getting sharper at him, the imperial physician suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind and immediately said, "Mr. Peng, how many more did you drink at the prince's dinner?"
Peng Rong seemed to be stunned for a moment, then his face seemed to ease a little, and he nodded and said, "It's true, but the prince is not drunk, he just greedy for a few more cups."
"That's it!" The Imperial Doctor suddenly showed an enlightened expression, shook his head and sighed: "The prince is indeed healthy on weekdays, but he doesn't know that the prince suffered from a heart disease in his early years. Although he can drink wine on weekdays, he must not drink too much. Those who suffer from heart disease are most afraid of being very happy and angry on weekdays. Over the years, the prince has worked hard for state affairs. Although the heart disease on the surface is not obvious, it is actually very serious."
Speaking of this, the imperial physician pointed at Zhao Hongcan and said, "Look, Master Peng, the prince's eyes were not closed, and his expression was painful before his death. His face was tangled with black air, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his nails were blue. He clenched his fists before, which clearly meant that he died of a sudden heart attack. If the minister was on the side at that time, he might have been able to treat a little bite with a golden needle, but now he has..."
As he said that, the Imperial Doctor shook his head helplessly, as if he was extremely regretful. Peng Rong laughed in his heart after hearing this. It seemed that this Imperial Doctor was still a tactful person. He could come up with such a set of words in such a short time. Since that is the case, with the Imperial Doctor's decision, it would have less troubles after him.
With a cry of sadness, led by Peng Rong, everyone started to cry again. Peng Rong seemed to be full of self-blame in the crying, saying that if he had known that the prince had a heart disease, he should have dissuaded the prince when drinking that night, and that would not have been the case.
It was not until others persuaded me that I gradually put away my tears. Zhao Hongcan's wife died early, and only his concubines were present. These women had no idea. Now that Zhao Hongcan died, they didn't know what to do. At this moment, someone suggested that since the prince was like this, then the prince's funeral and other arrangements would have to be decided by Lord Peng. After all, Peng Rong is now the person with the highest status in Guilin. Moreover, he has always been Zhao Hongcan's confidant, so he can only rely on him at this time.
Zhao Hongcan had already prepared for this and immediately discussed with everyone that the prince had to inherit the position of Song King, which is the most important thing. As for the candidate, Zhao Hongcan has three sons, the eldest son Zhao Zhiheng was the oldest, and was originally the best candidate to inherit the family business. Unfortunately, when the Ming army attacked Beijing City, Zhao Zhiheng died as a military officer, and he has not found his body yet.
The second son Zhao Zhifang is seventeen years old this year. When he went to Guangxi with his father from Guangdong, he was frightened all the way and was in poor health and often recovered from illness.
Chapter completed!