The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 942: The Prince Consort's Death Is a Foregone Conclusion

Yao Sheng felt extremely anxious, as if he was being tortured by a hundred claws in his heart. He always felt that Tang Chujun was hiding a huge secret and he couldn't wait even a moment longer.

The two men acted with swift action. They immediately gathered all the guards and maids in the mansion, and set off in carriages and horses in the wind and snow, heading straight for Baoguo Temple.

Along the way, Tang Chujun remained silent, and Yao Sheng also refrained from asking any questions.

Outside the carriage curtain, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and all that could be heard was the sound of horse hooves and the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs, which was particularly clear.

When they arrived at the foot of Baoguo Temple, Tang Chujun ordered everyone to stay where they were.

She and Yao Sheng went up together.

She looked up at the ninety-nine bluestone steps, which seemed to be covered with frost.

Tang Chujun supported Yao Sheng, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Yao Sheng felt pain, but shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

When they were halfway through the journey, they were both so exhausted that they sat down on the steps with their handkerchiefs as cushions to rest.

There was ice on the steps and it was a bit cold, but it couldn't stop the passion in my heart.

Tang Chujun told Yao Sheng everything, but he still spoke in a low voice, for fear that the wind would blow the secret into someone's ears.

Yao Sheng was not surprised to hear this, "My son-in-law is not an ordinary person, I knew it long ago."

In her opinion, her son-in-law looked more like an emperor than Emperor Zhaowu when he stood there.

"He is not an ordinary person. Our daughter is indeed a phoenix girl." Yao Sheng said, "You can't help but believe in fate."

No wonder the sorcerer said that his daughter was a house-guarding ghost.

It turns out that when he died, he protected the Yu family from evil spirits; when he was alive, he protected the country and stabilized the people.

Yao Sheng comforted Tang Chujun in turn, "Don't blame Yuan'er, he has no choice. He is a man who can do great things."

Tang Chujun sighed, "I have to say, Sheng'er, although you are younger than me, you have a bigger vision than me and can withstand more hardships than me." Suddenly he smiled comfortably, "You are my backbone. Only after I tell you this can my heart calm down."

Yao Sheng was also very moved, "You really treat me as a family member..."

Otherwise, such a secret matter could never be told.

Tang Chujun leaned his head on Yao Sheng's shoulder, "It's so good to have you. I can't bear to leave you."

Yao Sheng looked at the outlines of the deep and scattered mountains in the distance and couldn't help but smile, "We all live in Beijing, so just come and see me when you have time. It's Xia'er's wish that you live a happy life..."

She didn't know if she would have the chance to go to Tiema City to accompany her daughter. She knew her daughter was worried that she would suffer in Tiema City, but no matter how hard it was, what did it matter as long as she could be with her daughter?

She had made up her mind that after Tang Chujun's wedding was over and she had settled all the business affairs at hand, she would go to Tiema City to accompany her daughter.

When she learned that her son-in-law was alive and her daughter and grandchildren were all safe, she felt that God had been extremely good to her.

The monks in Baoguo Temple were surprised to hear that the future Empress Dowager had arrived, so they quickly rang the bell to gather the two and welcomed them in.

Tang Chujun clasped his hands together, apologizing profusely, "Sorry to bother you in the middle of the night."

The monks of Baoguo Temple settled the accompanying people and carriages at the foot of the mountain before closing the mountain gate tightly.

The next day, news spread in the capital that the future Empress Dowager had lit a perpetual lamp for her son-in-law in Baoguo Temple.

It is a foregone conclusion that Prince Consort Haiyan of Beiyi fell off a cliff and died.

"What a sin! The princess lost her husband at such a young age."

"I will never forget the scene where the prince consort hit the Wan countryman with his club."

The students of Yunqi Academy spontaneously went to Baoguo Temple in the morning dew, knelt down at every step, and prayed for the teacher. The hems of their blue shirts were stained with frost from the stone steps.

That is a legend in the hearts of the students taking the martial arts examination.

He is the patron saint in the hearts of the students of the Wenju School.

Wei Yuzhi and Xing Mingyue cried and kowtowed heavily, thinking of the teacher who taught them how to draw the bow, and of the practice in front of the sand table on those brightly lit nights.

They knelt one after another in front of the gate of Baoguo Temple, and there were dull sounds when their foreheads touched the ground.

When the abbot pushed open the mountain gate, he saw that the ninety-nine steps were full of people kneeling.

There are not only students from Yunqi Academy, but also ordinary people and many officials headed by the Northern Propaganda Department.

The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites are already working on the funeral ceremonies for the prince consort... Tang Chujun and Yao Sheng have no words to express their grievances.

However, Xiao Yunde believed that if someone was to escape death, he should act in the right way, which would gain people's trust.

He acquiesced to the Ministry of Rites, and the entire capital was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

Those officials in the court who were eager to select concubines to fill the harem for the new emperor in the early spring had no choice but to shut up at this moment.

Emperor Zhaowu was able to catch his breath.

He had something to discuss with the retired emperor. When he entered the Qingshou Palace, he found out that the retired emperor had gone to the Ministry of Rites in person.

He sat in the Qingshou Palace and waited.

This is the first time he wants to see his father, and he can wait for him to come back.

When he was a child, he wanted to see his father, but he could only keep it in his heart.

Because the emperor is not his father alone, and he is not his father's only son.

Emperor Zhaowu waited until dark and had a simple dinner in the Qingshou Palace.

A person's life is a bit lonely. It's time to welcome someone to be with you, at least there is someone to talk to.

But now is not the time.

He walked to the window, and the candlelight made his figure look long and lonely.

Xiao Yunde came back. The palace maids knelt on the ground to welcome him.

"Father." Emperor Zhaowu heard the voice, his eyes were unfathomable under the crown, and he turned around and saluted, saying in a calm voice, "My son has something important to discuss with you."

Xiao Yunde raised his eyes and saw that the twelve-chapter pattern on the emperor's robe was glowing faintly in the light of the palace lanterns. As the emperor moved, the golden lines flickered in the candlelight, making the emperor look even more noble.

But the waist belt seemed to be two fingers looser than last month, his face looked thinner and his eyes were bloodshot.

My son has really lost weight!

His son felt extremely guilty for having such a heavy burden on his young shoulders.

Xiao Yunde gave a kind smile, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite. Sit down and talk."

Eunuch Qi bowed his head and saluted Emperor Zhaowu, then started to prepare tea for the two masters.

Xiao Yunde said, "Try the newly tributed Chongshan Silver Needle. I specially used mountain spring water..." He paused halfway through his words, as he remembered what the imperial physician had said, that the emperor had been in poor health recently and should avoid drinking strong tea.

He rubbed his fingertips on the handle of the pot for a while, and finally raised his eyes to Eunuch Qi and said, "Let's give the emperor a bowl of red dates and longan soup to replenish his qi and blood." His voice was very light, as if he was thinking of the past, "When you were a child... you were the most greedy for this sweet taste."

It was at this moment that Xiao Zhi remembered that after his mother left, his father often came to see him.

He caught a cold and had a high fever but refused to take medicine and instead clamored to drink the red dates and longan soup cooked by his mother.

Empress Dowager Jiqing seemed to pity him. She ordered the palace servants to bring him red dates and longan soup, and fed him lovingly with her own hands, "Good boy, drink this and then the medicine will not be bitter."

It was Xiao Yunde who rushed over after hearing the news. He slapped the longan soup in the empress dowager's hand and shouted, "You are so willful at such a young age! If you continue to act like this, I will throw you to the cold palace!"

Later, Xiao Zhi realized that the Empress Dowager did not love him but wanted to harm him.

Longan soup increases internal heat and should not be consumed during high fever. Drinking it will increase internal heat, which may damage the brain at best and even cause death at worst.

And the emperor didn't want to harm him, he wanted to save him... Later, the emperor allowed Eunuch An to come and serve him, otherwise he would not live to grow up.

The past rushed to his mind, and Emperor Zhaowu felt warm in his heart, "Father, something big happened in Lingzhou, I decided to deal with it myself..."