Chapter seven hundred and thirty second funeral
Leading by Li Zhong and Yang Daolin, hundreds of civil and military ministers gathered at Changle Palace at this time. As the situation inside and outside the imperial city gradually subsided, more ministers walked out of their homes and headed to the imperial city one after another.
Xiao Lezi walked out and bowed to Li Zhong, Yang Daolin and others and said, "My Lords, Your Majesty wakes up and lets you in."
Many people have seen a very strong sadness on their faces since childhood. It is a look that is very important in their hearts and is about to leave.
Zhao Zhi was almost out of control, and his life had come to an end. At this time, he summoned all the prime ministers of the Political Affairs Hall to come in, probably just to explain the funeral.
Zhao Zhi ascended the throne at the age of 36 and reigned for 26 years. From the time he became the crown prince to govern the national affairs, if it were counted from that time to nearly forty years now, many officials present, from the time they entered the officialdom to the old age of the murmur, had been working in Zhao Zhi all their lives. Such officials had a very deep affection for Zhao Zhi.
Now, Zhao Zhi's life is about to come to an end. Many people have guessed this possibility since childhood. They cried out and shouted to see the emperor.
Seeing the ministers in this way, Xiao Lezi's eyes turned red, but he could only hold back his emotions and said loudly to everyone: "The emperor summoned all the prime ministers of the Political Affairs Hall to explain the important matters. You are not allowed to break through without following the imperial edict, let alone make noise."
After saying that, Xiao Lezi nodded to Li Zhong, then moved away and signaled that they could go in.
After a purge, the Political Affairs Hall has only six prime ministers. However, although Liu Zhigu was dismissed from prime ministers and had no official position, he has high prestige and qualifications. Although Liu Congji, who is not a prime minister, is also a minister and is in charge of the Censorate, his power and prestige in the court does not have to be much lower than that of the prime minister. They also followed Li Zhong and others into Changle Palace. Xiao Lezi did not stop him. Obviously, Zhao Zhi had made special explanations to him. The reason why he did not say that was that he did not want too many people to flock to Changle Palace.
Li Zhong and more than 30 people, with a small number of people, representing the mainstream forces in the court.
Xiao Lezi suddenly shouted loudly: "Is Zhai Hongliang coming?"
Everyone looked around. After a while, Zhai Hongliang squeezed from behind to the front. He was still injured and had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He was beaten by Hu Zhibing.
"I'm here, what instructions do my father-in-law have?"
Zhai Hongliang bowed to Xiao Lezi and asked.
Xiao Lezi said, "Your Majesty has called your name, so you can go in too."
Zhai Hongliang nodded and entered Changle Palace.
Zhao Zhi pointed Zhai Hongliang's name alone, which surprised many people. The group of people who just entered can be said to be the representatives of the entire court. What is Zhai Hongliang's merely a seventh-rank censor who is worthy of?
Zhao Zhi was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, his face was pale and bloodless. Other parts of his body were very cold, but his head was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Li Yi sat beside the bed, holding a scarf and constantly touching Zhao Zhi's sweat. The temperature touched by his palm was cold, but sweat kept coming out. This was abnormal.
Li Zhong and others walked into the bedroom. Seeing Zhao Zhi's appearance, everyone's faces showed sadness. Li Zhong looked at the imperial physician beside him, with a question in his eyes. The imperial physician shook his head silently at him, and his meaning was very clear. Zhao Zhi's life was about to end and he was powerless to turn the world back.
Li Zhong walked forward and called softly: "Your Majesty, I am here."
Zhao Zhi's eyes slowly opened, looking at Li Zhong, a smile appeared on his face with difficulty, and said in a weak voice: "I will feel relieved when you come."
"I should be worried about your Majesty, and I deserve to die."
On the battlefield, Li Zhong, who was born and died countless times, was able to talk and laugh freely in the face of death, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Zhao Zhi said softly: "It's good to come, it's good to come!"
"Brother, you have to hold on, Dajin cannot be without you."
Li Zhong could no longer hold it back and tears immediately flowed out.
Zhao Zhi grabbed Li Zhong's hand and shook his head: "Second brother, it's not the time to cry."
Li Zhong nodded, wiped away tears with his hands, and the expression on his face became firm. Zhao Zhi said it right. Now is not the time to cry. The change of imperial power in all dynasties has always been a shocking event. Any accident is a shaking movement, involving the overall situation of the world.
Zhao Zhi patted Li Yi's hand. Li Yi didn't say anything, and stood silently and stood aside. Seeing this, everyone surrounded him.
Zhao Zhi silently glanced at everyone, and finally looked at Zhai Hongliang: "Civilian Zhai, from now on, you can record all the words you say here, and don't miss a single word."
"Since the order."
Zhai Hongliang nodded, sat aside, began to grind, and prepared for recording.
Afterwards, Zhao Zhi asked Li Zhong and Yang Daolin to tell him in detail what happened inside and outside the imperial city.
While listening to the story of Li Zhong and Yang Daolin, Zhao Zhi was also thinking about more important things.
Zhao Zhi was not afraid of death, and had already prepared psychologically. What he was worried about now was not how long he could live, but how the imperial power could be inherited smoothly and smoothly after his death. Now, the situation of the country is more clear than anyone else. He is strong outside and has a strong military strength on the outside, and the extreme internal weakness on the surface cannot be concealed. The political forces in the court were originally united, but now they are completely divided. When he is alive, he can still suppress it. Once he dies, with the qualifications and strength of the new emperor, it may be difficult to face such a complex and changeable situation in the court.
Well, after this shocking change tonight, Yang Binglin, a participant in the game, ultimately failed. A game will naturally have a good start. As the leader of the Yang clan, Yang Binglin's failure, that is, the failure of the entire Yang clan, gave the New Emperor an excuse and confidence to attack the Yang clan. Although it is unlikely that the Yang clan will be caught in one go due to Yang Daolin and the existence of Yang Daoan in Shu, the Yang clan's family will be able to suffer heavy losses after a blow. His strength in the court, troubles and restraints have entangled Zhao Zhi for more than 20 years. Perhaps in the hands of the New Emperor, the situation will undergo great changes and changes.
What Zhao Zhi is not worried about now is not the outside world. After two wars in Longyou, Tubo has been crippled. At least ten years, it will not pose too much threat to the Jin Dynasty. As for the Hu tribe, as long as the court is not in chaos, the supply of Anbei will not be interrupted. As long as the Anbei is not in chaos, it will be difficult for the Hu tribe to make a major breakthrough.
Chapter completed!