Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh pretending
In the Ming Palace, Li Xian woke up slowly. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to catch the queen's hand and ask about Li Chongfu's condition.
He was panicked and had a ferocious expression. Wei had no choice but to let Li Chongfu come back to life, so he had to hold his hand tightly and comfort him softly.
"Your Majesty, King Qiao is gone. When Your Majesty is a little better, I will accompany Your Majesty to the palace to meet King Qiao."
"Jinu, I don't believe it! Fu'er has always been cheerful and strong. How could he stab himself? I never wanted to kill him."
"Jinu, you know this." He said with tears in his eyes.
Li Xian's weakness made Wei feel distressed. She held his hand tightly and said a little excitedly: "Your Majesty, Ji Nu understands your feelings, but King Qiao is dead and there is no need to change it. Your Majesty must take care of yourself!"
"Your Majesty is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. The government has to be supported by His Majesty. The Imperial Doctor has just returned to report his life. King Qiao did die of self-stimulation and bleed too much. Jinu knew that Your Majesty was sad. All the useless servants in the King Qiao Mansion had been sent to King Qiao to be buried with him."
"You did it right. These beasts really cannot survive."
He supported him and wanted to sit up, but because he was not strong enough, Wei folded the pillow high and supported him to lean against the pillow little by little.
Happiness always blooms in the heart like fireworks, and then it will be fleeting, leaving only infinite emptiness for people.
Li Xian, who lost another son, now only barely supported his body and his spirit was completely destroyed. After a long time, he murmured: "Those servants who informed him cannot spare their lives."
"Yes, Jinu got it."
Li Xian felt that his mind was chaotic and his thoughts were tangled together, and he couldn't figure it out clearly. But he decided that his son's death was not his fault, but it was caused by the provocation of the traitor.
The quarrel in the court that day finally caused the restless Li Chongfu to completely collapse. Li Xiansi thought about it and thought that there was nothing wrong with his position.
The mistakes were all about other people. He thought of his own sister Taiping. She has been sharp-tongued since she was a child and never refused to let people go. This incident was caused by her, but could he punish her?
Obviously, I can't, not only can't, but I don't want to.
That was his only sister, the proud daughter who had grown up after so many years of love, and he could not hate her at all.
The prince and Wu Sansi were also in the court, but they did not make much remarks at that time, especially Wu Sansi, who was still protecting Li Chongfu, and the blame could not be put on both of them.
Since this is the case, there is nothing we can do. We can only press the pot on the heads of these servants. We originally spared their lives to be a blessing from outside the law, but now we will be sent to death without any guilt.
"Your Majesty, how to arrange the funeral of King Qiao?"
Seeing that he was in a state of calm, Wei hurriedly asked.
Among all things, this matter cannot be delayed.
Li Xian sighed and raised his head with difficulty. What else can he arrange? Of course, he arranged according to the treatment he deserved.
Li Chongfu was deprived of the treatment of the king before his death, but after his death, he continued to die. However, he died of self-stimulation and his reputation was not good. Li Xian believed that there was no need to make too much noise, just send a notice among the nobles of the court.
A few days later, King Qiao's funeral was held as scheduled.
Everything was carried out according to Li Xian's arrangement. The mourning hall was arranged very briefly, and the people who came to express their condolences were limited to the purple-robed officials. Others were not allowed to attend the funeral even if they received the news.
The two chief officials of King Qiao still have their lives. A total of eight servants and maids were sent to Li Chongfu for his company. Someone had to take care of his funeral. After discussing with Li Jun, Li Xian decided not to give them aside for the time being.
They had no direct responsibility for Li Chongfu's death. However, the death of his son still made Li Xian feel entangled. His guilt and pain made him unable to face his son's death calmly.
In his heart, he knew better than anyone else that Li Chongfu chose to die because he was disappointed with him and had little to do with others.
However, there are always several scapegoats for face, so these minor officials and servants who do not serve their sons have become the best scapegoats.
They also understood this truth. He and Cui were very active at the funeral. They ran around and did all their errands very properly, and they were welcomed and sent to each other, and they could not make any mistakes everywhere.
He was considerate in his face, but he was scolding the world in his heart. It was all because of this little boy's ignorance and delaying them from climbing up the top, and it was very likely that he would take them to lose his life together.
The officials who came to pay their respects did not feel much regret for Li Chongfu. They were all routines, shedding a few tears and saying a few words of regret in order to show their loyalty among their colleagues.
In fact, no one is full of complaints and complaining that Li Chongfu is a little bitchless. Why not find a better place to die? It would be great to die when you return to Junzhou. It has beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery. Maybe you can find a Feng Shui treasure land to bury it, and strive to become a better fetus next time.
Or you can do it well and choose a better one and die without hindering the situation. Wouldn't it be great to have your life ended on a rare auspicious day when all the ministers are rarely resting. Why isn't this just keeping your mind looking for work for everyone?
Li Jun brought Wu Yanzong and Yao Kui to attend the funeral early. As the prince, this was his obligation.
Although he had only met this nominal younger brother a few times and had no feelings for him, he also showed his extraordinary acting skills and said many sad words next to his coffin.
In order to express his memorial service, he also specially rummaged through boxes and cabinets to select a bronze mirror of the phoenix bird in the treasury, put it in his coffin, and buried with him.
After doing all his skills, he came to Cui and He, and gave them some advice, and gave them a few glances to experience them themselves.
He always suspected that the real cause of King Qiao's death might not be that simple. When he was just expressing his condolences, he glanced at Li Chongfu's body and was indeed killed by a knife wound. Looking at that location, it seemed like he had stabbed him.
Besides, King Qiao has no use value in Chang'an at present, and he really doesn't know many palace secrets. He had previously noticed that Li Xian was displeased and was stepped onto the center of the earth. Such a person was not threatened at all. Logically, no one should want to murder him.
The only person who could be abusing him was Wu Sansi. Could it be that he knew some Wu Sansi's conspiracy that caused him to lose power? Wu Sansi was afraid that he would yell everywhere, so he killed him?
Chapter completed!