: : Xian died

On March 1894, Liu E couldn't stand the pit after all.

Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Jin, Prime Minister Lu Yijian, Privy Councilor Zhang Qi, Privy Councilor Xia Qian, Deputy Privy Councilor Chen Yaozuo and others all came to Baoci Hall.

Although she had been seriously ill for many days, Liu E resolutely felt her pride. During her serious illness, she still did not forget to wear a robe and a crown that symbolized the emperor. However, Liu E's body, which was tortured by the disease, could no longer support her robe.

On the contrary, the old face was now shining with the brilliance that Zhao Qian had never seen before. You can vaguely see the beautiful beauty of Liu E when she was young in the past.

Song Renzong lay on the edge of the bed and cried silently, and the prime ministers stood with their heads down with sad faces. Luo Chongxun and Jiang Demingde Liu E's confidant eunuchs couldn't stop crying down. Although these eunuchs were arrogant outside, they actually depended on Liu E in the palace. After Liu E passed away, they would become water without a source and no root. How could they not be heartbroken?

"A Lang!" Liu E shouted weakly.

Although Liu E used to be very bad at Zhao E, there were countless suppression. But now, Zhao E couldn't afford to resent Liu E at all.

He walked forward, Zhao Qian lowered his eyebrows and said with a rare pleasing look: "Grandma."

"I think, no, I'm here, my family has also come out, a great literary master, ah!" Liu E chuckled.

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly and said, "If possible, Aran is willing to exchange his literary talent for the eldest lady's life for one year!"

Liu E's eyes became softer, but now speaking was a huge burden for her body. After a long time, Liu E regained some strength and raised her thin palms tremblingly.

Zhao Qian sighed in his heart and quickly grabbed Liu E's thin palm. At this moment, Liu E's palm was very cold. Zhao Qian could already see that even if the Daluo Golden Immortal appeared, there was no possibility of Liu E.

For some reason, when thinking about this, Zhao Qian's nose felt sore when dealing with his former enemy. Until now, Zhao Qian discovered that although Liu E had suppressed him many times, he was actually not too bad to him. At least Liu E did not poison him when he was young.

The rate of death of children in the Song Dynasty was very high. Take the father and son of Song Zhenzong and Song Renzong as an example. In history, Song Zhenzong gave birth to six sons, but only Song Renzong survived. Song Renzong was even more extraordinary, with three sons and thirteen daughters, and finally, only four daughters grew up! In order to succeed, he had to take his nephew.

Liu E looked at Zhao Jin with anticipation and murmured: "Brother...friendly brother... respectful! Be kind, treat well..."

Zhao Qian understood what Liu E meant, sighed, nodded and said, "Please don't worry, Grandma! It's not bad, it's not bad!"

Liu E didn't get her own answer, but she also knew that it was already very good for Zhao Chen to answer like this.

A sigh full of unwillingness suddenly spit out, and Liu E watched the prime ministers start to explain the affairs after her death. But at this time, Liu E had already reached the point where she was exhausted, and her speech was a little messy and intermittent.

"Respected... the concubine is the Empress Dowager... the military and national affairs... the Empress Dowager's Internal Disciplinary Office... grants all military treasures..."

Zhao Qian looked at Liu E with complicated eyes, without saying a word, a group of prime ministers whimpered and said to obey the order. The living-housekeeper picked up his pen and wrote quickly. What Liu E said now was the will!

But after saying this, Liu E could no longer speak. She could only open her mouth, tremble her right hand, and pull her clothes on her body.

Song Renzong cried and asked, "My mother! Queen! Are there anything else you have yet to settle down? My son will definitely complete it for Queen!"

Liu E could only look at the prime ministers with her eyes. She knew that among these people, someone must have understood what she meant. But Liu E was disappointed. When her eyes turned, the prime ministers all lowered their heads.

Disappointed and angry eyes appeared in Liu E's eyes, but Liu E could no longer hold on. The grab just now had exhausted her only strength.

Liu E's hand fell weakly, but she still didn't let go of her obsession, and her thin hand still grabbed her clothes tightly. The Baoci Palace immediately cried loudly, and the prime ministers also knelt down. Zhao Qian also knelt down, sighing in his heart.

Zhao Jin did not leave the palace and did not stand guard at Song Renzong that night, but accompanied Concubine Yang. Concubine Yang Shu and Liu E had a good relationship and cried so hard that she fainted several times.

Song Renzong did not have many concubines for the time being, and with Concubine Yang Shu like this, Song Renzong also allowed Zhao Jin to stay in the ** to take care of Concubine Yang Shu.

The next morning, the pure filial Song Renzong was still thinking about Liu E's hand-grabbing clothes. The first sentence he said was to ask: "Yesterday, the empress dowager was seriously ill and could not speak. She grabbed her hand-grabbing clothes. It seemed that she had an unfulfilled wish. Do you all know her intention?"

Lu Yijian and others felt even more ashamed and lowered their heads and dared not speak.

As a great poet, Yan Shu's ideals in his heart have not been erased. He opened his mouth several times, but the words were just right at his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak for no reason.

Song Renzong also noticed this and asked curiously: "Yan Aiqing seems to know the Queen Mother's last wish?"

Lu Yijian and others immediately looked over, Yan Shu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know! Please forgive me!"

Song Renzong was surprised in his heart, what was wrong with Uncle Yan Jian? Why was he so eager to speak but stopping?

Before Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty thought about the problem, Xue Kui, the assistant minister, had already stood up and said: "Report to the official family, I believe that the Empress Dowager wanted to say that the empress dowager was wearing a robe and a crown. After going down, how could she meet the late emperor?"

Song Renzong agreed deeply, so he ordered someone to change into the Empress Dowager's clothes for Liu E. Zhao Qian felt ashamed, but did not explain it to Song Renzong. Moreover, Zhao Qian felt that Song Renzong was not really unable to guess Liu E's intentions, but was afraid that he was also confused, or used this to test the court officials.

Thinking that Song Renzong, who had always been kind, might have become black-bellied, Zhao Qian sighed deeply.

He didn't want to cause trouble again. When the morning court was halfway through, Luo Chongxun said that the doctors should follow the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager and let Concubine Yang rule the affairs behind the curtain.

Needless to say, she directly beat a group of scholars who were not even afraid of the emperor with a tablet to beat him up. Zhao Qian originally wanted to persuade Concubine Yang Shu not to get involved in this matter, but just now she spoke, Concubine Yang Shu shook her head and sighed: "A Lang, you have grown up, but you can't see through some things!"

"I can't see through anything?" Zhao Jin asked in surprise.

Concubine Yang Shu said: "Do you think the Grandma really wants me to replace her? No, the Grandma is afraid that the Liu family will be settled by the autumn queen, so I will let my palace take care of it! She issued this will, whether it succeeds or not, I will have to bear her kindness!"
Chapter completed!