Xiao Yi's brow moved and hesitatedly asked, "He is just a dead soldier?"

"Yes, by the way, I was not sure about my strength just now, and I accidentally strangled him to death. Mr. Li, please let someone deal with the body."

After Zhou Tong finished speaking, Li Guanzhong and Xiao Yi looked at each other and saw questions in each other's eyes. The two of them really wanted to ask her, the emperor was really killed by Lan Jun and Qiuqiu? It's not you? Then what did you do when you enter the palace? Are you sure that the emperor will die? Even a fool can see that Qiuqiu's origin is not simple, and you accidentally strangled him to death?

No matter how you look at Zhou Tong, she doesn’t look like a rash girl.

But the two of them didn't ask in the end. Xiao Yi said, "Your people have just arrived, I've seen them, and I have taken the things."

"Well, okay, that's your official business, it has nothing to do with me." Zhou Tong yawned and said to Li Guanzhong a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Li, can you find me a quiet place to take a nap?"

The movement before dawn had already alarmed all households in the capital. However, the imperial edict from the palace was not received. The civil and military officials who should go to court should go to court, the yamen who should go to school should go to school.

The buyers of wealthy families went out with their own men, and they wanted to rush to grab filial cloth before the shop opened!

If you go late, you may not be able to grab it, and the second is that this filial cloth will also increase.

The wives and wives, who were in charge of the family, talked about the arrival of Duke Ding. The Xiao family prepared a car or two of white filial cloth early, but they had not seen their family hold funerals for a long time. Now, no matter whether Xiao Changdun died or not, the white filial cloths they had left were not used on their own.

No matter whether you are a prince or an ordinary citizen, you cannot hold a funeral in front of the emperor.

All civil and military officials were worried. The King of Qin had already entered Northern Zhili, but the emperor died at this time.

If the emperor was old like Emperor Taizu, or was as sick as the prince, they would not feel suddenly. However, Emperor Chongwen was only in his early twenties. Although he was not strong, he was not sick or disaster. Unless he couldn't think of himself, how could he die if he died?

After experiencing the sudden death of the Empress Dowager, the first thing that civil and military officials think of was that the emperor died of a crime. In eight out of ten, ninety-one, they were assassinated by assassins like the Empress Dowager.

Walking on the street, through the slightly raised curtains, they saw the Jingwei who was walking on the street with three steps and five steps, and they felt even more sure that the emperor was assassinated.

Originally, there were three factions in the court, one was led by Duke Dingguo Xiao Changdun, the other was led by the chief minister Mao Yuanjiu, and there were a few, including those who remained neutral or censors.

Since Xiao Changdun said he was ill and the gate of the Duke's Mansion was closed, the people of the Xiao sect were either sick or served the disease. Even the daily court meetings were fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. They would come if they wanted to come, but would not come if they didn't want to come.

Today, they all came.

Because before dawn, someone handed over the doors of their houses, and the prince asked them to attend court today.

Mao Yuanjiu's faction arrived early. Although no one came to their house to hand in the words, since Xiao Changdun's stroke, Xiao Changdun's people have gone anywhere. Those who remained neutral simply became mute, and the court became the one-man of their faction.

Not only today, before that, they were as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood every day.

As the chief minister of the dynasty, Mao Yuanjiu has always been here very early, but today, the civil and military palace officials have been waiting for a long time, but they have not seen Chief Minister of Mao.

After waiting for another half an hour, I heard the eunuchs sing, "Go to court!"

In the court, Xiao Yi, the prince of Dingguo, who had not appeared for a long time, was also there. Standing in front of Xiao Yi was Li Guanzhong, the Marquis of Anchang, and Xu Qiao, the commander of the Beijing Defense Department.

Several old men have arrived, maybe they are old and they all look very tired, so old men are being helped in.

Today is not the New Year and New Year. Except for the envoys of the Censorate, all the officials above the third rank.

Anyone who can achieve the third grade is a human spirit. Since he can guess that the emperor died of a bad life, he will find out who entered the palace last night.

Now it seems that among the people who entered the palace last night, the most energetic one was the order of the clan.

The sect's face was flushed and full of energy. Those who didn't know thought the royal family was going to hold a wedding.

People from Mao Yuanjiu's faction whispered, why didn't they meet Mao Zedong? Shouldn't such an important court meeting be chaired by Mao Zedong?

At this moment, the eunuch's sharp voice sounded: "Shousing Master Mao is here!"

Two eunuchs walked in with a soft chair. Mao Yuanjiu leaned against the soft chair, as depressed as if he was ten years old, and had a circle of wound cloth tied around his neck.

Could it be that he was injured by an assassin to save the car?

Chief Mao is really loyal and righteous!

"Sir, Master!"

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Mao Yuanjiu waved his hands at his disciples and signaled them not to ask more questions.

Seeing that Mao Yuanjiu was about to get up and stand up, the clan ordered him to hurry: "Supermaster Mao is in bad health, just be on the chair. Anyway, there are not people here today... We are all ministers, so don't pay so much attention."

Several students rushed over, but they couldn't get around Mao Yuanjiu, so they had to squeeze me and I squeeze you and stand behind the soft chair.

The clan man raised his chin, looked at the civil and military officials standing with stern hands, and said to Mao Yuanjiu: "Shousing Mao, look..."

Mao Yuanjiu's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything. He waved his hand and signaled to the clan to say.

The clan sighed, and the spirit on his face disappeared in an instant. His eyes turned red and his light surged in his small eyes.

The eunuch submitted an edict with both hands, and the clan made his voice tremble and he was extremely sad.

"... The emperor's great journey has returned to the five elements, the mountain and mausoleum suddenly collapses, and the world is crying..."

Before the clan's words were finished, there were crying in the court, and all civil and military officials knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

While crying, Minister Zhang touched Minister Wang with his elbow and whispered: "There is no will."

Minister Wang was also muttering that even if the emperor died suddenly, the cabinet would rush to make a last order overnight, such as "What I think of is peace in the world".

Everyone was in a state of mind. Just before the clan ordered the edict to be read, they all thought it was the will of Emperor Daxing, but they never expected that the strings of nonsense in the edict would only announce the death of the emperor and the arrangements for funerals.

What about the will of the will? What about the will of the will of the Great Emperor?

Emperor Daxing has no son, who will this throne be passed on to?

At this moment, the crying sounded through the hall, and the voice of the clan's order sounded again: "Emperor Taizu left a will!"
Chapter completed!