Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Two quarters of an hour ago, East Palace.

Chu Jinxun, who had just left the court, looked unhappy. He frowned slightly and sat on the chair after returning, closing his eyes slightly.

After all, he was the emperor for many years. In the past two years, he was able to control the court. However, the power of Emperor Yongxi was still as fragile as a centipede, even after death.

Even a thousand-mile-long embankment can be destroyed by a single ant hole. Therefore, he had to put in more effort and was inevitably exhausted.

A gentle hand gently massaged his temple. A faint fragrance wafted through his nose, refreshing, comfortable, and reassuring.

He unconsciously reached out his hand and took it. His expression softened and relaxed, a look of joy spreading across his eyes and eyebrows: "Xining, you're back!"

He was busy with court affairs, and Yan Xining was also busy. They were both working towards the same goal, so they couldn't meet often.

"What's wrong? Are you troubled?"

The woman's voice was gentle and concerned.

Chu Jinxun pulled the person in front of him and held him in his arms: "It's not a big deal, it just takes a little more effort. I must turn over the old things from twenty-two years ago."

"Is it the Emperor who refuses?"

"Of course he won't." Chu Jinxun sneered, "He planned all those things, and they were all his ideas. If he is willing to reopen the old case, wouldn't it mean that he will make all his dirty thoughts public? Why would he do that?"

"What will you do if he insists on not agreeing?"

"No matter how difficult it is, I will do it. Those people's deaths cannot be in vain, and neither can my mother's death!"

Yan Xining smiled. "I really don't know what to say about your father. Master and the Rejuvenating God must have told him he needed to rest for two years. But with only two months left, he couldn't wait to come back. Even after coming back, he still wants to meddle in everything and worry about everything. Maybe he thinks his life is too long!"

Chu Jinxun understood something from these words: "Xining, what you mean is..."

"I mean, whatever you're going to do, do it quickly!"

Yan Xining walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Chu Jinxun: "Qingfeng Duanmai Powder is listed in the top five in the "Complete Collection of Strange Poisons in the World". In the "Poison Classic", it is ranked second. It is a miracle for those who are poisoned by this poison to survive. If they survive but do not cherish their lives, even gods cannot save them."

Chu Jinxun's expression turned slightly cold. "He's too impatient. He can't even wait two months. In his heart, the imperial power is above all else and cannot be delegated to others. Wasn't the reason he gave it to me in the first place because he thought I could only live for two years? It just so happens that he can make a seamless transition."

There was a trace of sadness at the corner of his lips: "But even if someone told him that I only have two years to live, he wouldn't even wait for two months. He's so eager to grab everything first."

"Actually, if you want to overturn the verdict, you can wait."

"No, I can't wait. His overturning of the verdict will have a completely different effect than mine."

Yan Xining blinked and smiled meaningfully: "That's not impossible. You want to make this case public. His attitude is actually not that important. Nothing can stop you now!"

Chu Jinxun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a firm and clear look.

He stared at Yan Xining: "Now that this matter is settled, I have no regrets in my heart. From now on, whether in the government or in the opposition, I can accompany you well!"

"So do you want to be in power? Or in opposition?"

"What do you think, Xining? If you want to be high in the world, I will be in the wild! If you want honor and wealth, I will be in the court." Chu Jinxun's eyes were burning, and his eyes were full of sincerity and passion.

Yan Xining raised her eyes and met his intense heat. Her face flushed, but she smiled faintly: "We said that we hope this country will become a better place. We can't do that as an opposition party! At the very least, the girls' school will be discontinued, and the tax system will be changed... Your two years of hard work will soon fall apart."

"I understand! Xining, as long as you are by my side, I will be happy no matter whether I am in power or in opposition."

The two looked at each other, and there was tenderness and affection in their eyes.

At this time, someone outside shouted: "Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

The emperor's bedroom.

When Emperor Yongxi heard that the tenth prince had been summoned, he was delighted.

A figure came over from the palace gate, blocking the light, and he squinted his eyes.

Has the tenth brother grown this tall?

"Father, are you calling me?" A clear and clean voice, steady and calm.

Emperor Yongxi's pupils widened. The person coming was not the Tenth Prince, but Chu Jinxun.

He glared at Yushu fiercely.

Yushu looked confused and said, "Your Majesty, you said that Prince Xuan'an is here to see you. Prince An is here!"

Emperor Yongxi stared at Yushu, as if he wanted to pop his eyes out. He was saying, "King of Han, King of Han!" He made a sound, but because he couldn't pronounce it clearly, it was completely unclear what he was saying.

Chu Jinxun's gaze fell on the Rejuvenating Divine Hand: "How is Father's Dragon Body?"

The rejuvenating doctor dared not hide the truth: "The emperor's worries and overthinking have triggered his old illness! He should not work any more!"

Emperor Yongxi spoke again.

Chu Jinxun moved closer and said, "Father, what did you say?"

"You said that what was discussed yesterday was in accordance with what the ministers said?"

"Yes, Father!"

"You said you can't manage affairs for the time being and want to entrust the imperial seal to me? Father, there's no need to worry. You will surely recover soon. When that happens, you will still be in charge of everything in the court!"

"what?"

"Alright, Father, since you've said so, I'll obey your order! Once you recover, I'll return the Imperial Seal to you!"

As he spoke, Chu Jinxun's hand steadily reached out for the jade seal.

Emperor Yongxi's eyes were full of fire, and he tried his best to pull his hand back. No, it was impossible, he had to give his jade seal to the tenth prince.

However, his hand was already firmly held by Chu Jinxun.

Chu Jinxun's hands were warm and strong.

Without even using much force, the jade seal was in Chu Jinxun's hands.

Chu Jinxun said respectfully, "I am grateful for your trust, Father! I will definitely carry out your instructions and thoroughly investigate this old case from over 20 years ago as soon as possible to reassure you!"

Emperor Yongxi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he stared at Chu Jinxun. If looks could kill, he would have already tortured Chu Jinxun to death.

Chu Jinxun smiled in the face of his murderous gaze: "Father, you can rest assured and recuperate. I will do it right away!"

Emperor Yongxi shouted: "*￥,%……&*￥%……"

Chu Jinxun guessed that he must be talking sweetly, but he didn't care.

As long as someone can understand!

As long as his message can get out, that's his ability!

Obviously, Emperor Yongxi, who spoke unclearly, no longer had this ability.

Chu Jinxun looked at the rejuvenation magic hand and asked: "How long will it take for father to recover from his illness?"

The Rejuvenating Hand's expression was solemn. "We'll see how things go in three months. If the condition stabilizes, there's a chance of recovery! The Emperor is impatient and worried prematurely. If he had been willing to wait another two months, this wouldn't have happened!"

Through the curtain, Chu Jinxun saw anger, regret and despair in Emperor Yongxi's frightened eyes.

Walking out of the hall, looking at Yushu who followed him out, Chu Jinxun nodded slightly at him.

Yushu bowed slightly.

That night, Sai Bian Que withdrew his hand from Chu Jinxun's wrist, stroked his beard, and chuckled, "You're as strong as a bull now. Let me ask you, are you always thinking about those trivial matters in the court? Have you been slacking off on practicing Taichu Hunyuan Jin?"

"No, Master, I spend half an hour every day practicing."

"That's more like it. Government affairs are full of troubles. If you don't have a healthy body, even an ox would be worn down by exhaustion. However, after you achieve a small degree of Taichu Hunyuan Jin, you don't have to worry about being exhausted. I tell you, no matter how important court affairs are, you still have to pay attention to your own life."

Chu Jinxun smiled and agreed: "I understand, Master, it will be soon!"

"How soon is soon? I, an old man, promised your grandfather that I would see you grow up to be his grandson. But you are in a bad way. Other princes' sons are already running around when they are sixteen or seventeen years old, but you are already twenty-three and there is still no sign of one!"

"I know, Master, there's no rush for this!" Chu Jinxun said with a smile, "You know, my maternal grandfather's family motto says that men in the Wen family should be loyal to their king and their wives. Xi Ning and I are getting married soon, so don't rush us! We'll have you at the wedding soon!"

"Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, what kind of wedding banquet is this? Is there a portion for me?" Before the people outside arrived, a voice arrived first.

Then, the Rejuvenating God strode in. He bowed to Sai Bian Que as a master and disciple, and also bowed to Chu Jinxun.

Chu Jinxun also returned the greeting with a bow: "Thank you for your hard work over the years, Senior Brother!"

Emperor Yongxi probably never dreamed that the Rejuvenating God Hand was actually a disciple of Sai Bian Que and a senior brother of Chu Jinxun.

Ten years ago, it was not Emperor Yongxi who got the miracle doctor, but Chu Jinxun and his senior brother had laid this clue early after discussing it!

In the next few days, Chu Jinxun sent people to interrogate Marquis Anyuan with lightning speed.

The chain of evidence for what happened back then was built up bit by bit, forming a closed loop.

The officials from the Three Departments, Jingzhao Yin, Dali Temple, and Ministry of Justice who were in charge of the trial of Marquis Anyuan were speechless as they looked at all the details and the truth that came out of the investigation.

Who could have imagined that an emperor, simply out of suspicion, would betray his loyal and brave border generals and 100,000 elite soldiers? He would even risk losing a battle and several cities.

But this matter was covered up well. The loyal minister's only orphan was taken into the palace and became a concubine. A false title bestowed upon her posthumously, an empty general's mansion, and an empty promise that the concubine's son would inherit the loyal minister's bloodline! Thus ended this general's mansion, where generations of loyal and brave men had died for their country.

But at that time, who among the people and court officials who did not know the truth would not praise the emperor's wisdom?

Who doesn’t say that the emperor is affectionate and treats loyal and good people well?

Who wouldn’t say that such an emperor is a wise ruler?

It turns out that this was just a shocking scam.

A concubine who entered the harem and was isolated and helpless, a prince who was poisoned in the womb, one after another of calculations, loyalty was trampled upon, and a loyal soul was deceived. Blood was shed in vain, and loyalty was misplaced!

During the trial of this case, Chu Jinxun requested that everything that was found out during the review be made public. He would not interfere, and he did not need to know it first. He wanted the people to know it first, the court officials to know it first, and the people of the world to know it first!

The truth came out.

Emperor Yongxi's edict of repentance was announced to the world at the same time.

That’s right, it wasn’t written by Emperor Yongxi. He was still lying on his sickbed, his tongue was stiff, his words were unclear, and he intended to kill everyone with his eyes!

But what does it matter? The seal is on it, and the people know the truth.

The people were in an uproar, the ministers were in an uproar, the whole world was in an uproar, letters after letters were sent to the palace, letters of request were sent to the palace, letters written in blood were sent to the palace...

They had only one goal: the emperor plotted against his loyal ministers, and did not take the lives of his soldiers or the people seriously. While his soldiers were fighting bravely in the front, he sent people to shoot arrows from behind.

An emperor who doesn't care about the victory or defeat of his soldiers or the gains or losses of cities, how can he be qualified to be an emperor?

Then let someone who is qualified take the position!

In the streets and alleys of the capital, the people's shouts rose one after another: "The emperor is immoral, please let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ascend the throne! Give us back the peace and prosperity of Southern Xia!" The voices gathered into a torrent, rushing towards the palace.

This is probably the most popular prince in the history of Southern Xia.

Someone also tried to stop the people: "Be careful, do you want to harm His Royal Highness? The Emperor is His Royal Highness's father and the ruler of a country. If the hat of filial piety is pressed down, His Royal Highness will be caught in a dilemma."

But these people are completely overthinking it.

Prince Chu Jinxun is not an ordinary prince, nor is he a prince who depends on the king for his support.

Emperor Yongxi's condition had stabilized, but his tongue was still stiff, he couldn't speak, and his legs were weak. Of course, he couldn't hear or understand the sounds of the streets.

He also didn't know about the edict of repentance.

But he knew that the case of the Duke of Fuguo's death in battle would definitely be retried, but now he was blinded by his own eyes and ears. Therefore, he couldn't just lie on the couch and be manipulated by others.

Therefore, he gestured and requested that he still go to the court every day.

But even though all political affairs are discussed in the court?

February 12, the 20th year of Jingzhao in Southern Xia.

At the morning court session, Emperor Yongxi was carried to the court as usual. He sat on the dragon couch and looked down at his ministers as usual.

Unfortunately, his cloudy eyes can no longer scare anyone.

He was also staring at the prince's figure.

Didn’t you say you only have two years to live?

Three months have passed in two years, why isn't he dead yet?

Not only is he not dead, he seems to be in good spirits! He doesn't look like a spent force at the end of his strength at all!

Could it be that he was cheated?

After the truth about the death of the loyal and brave Duke in battle was made public, the atmosphere in the court had changed significantly.

If it were two years ago, even if the truth was revealed, Emperor Yongxi would still be able to control the court because the royalists who were only loyal to the emperor still held a certain weight.

But this is two years later, and the court has long since changed.

The royalists are still there.

However, the loyal and brave Duke of the County, who had been loyal and brave for generations, and the loyal and brave Manchu family, ended up like that. Who wouldn't feel sad when the lips and teeth are gone?

What's more, Emperor Yongxi could not speak, and his eyes could not speak at all.

Veteran General Zhao Chongwu was the first to step forward. His voice was like a bell, carrying the dignity and integrity of years of battle:

"Your Highness, I am a mere warrior, and I do not understand the intricacies of political maneuvering. But I do know that the Duke of Fuguo, no, the Duke of Zhongyong, was loyal to our Southern Xia, and the Xuanyu Army was a formidable force on the frontier. Yet, the Marquis of Anyuan colluded with the enemy and betrayed his country, resulting in the bloodshed of 100,000 soldiers on the battlefield. Such injustice, yet Your Majesty turned a blind eye."

"Your Highness, during the past two years as regent, you have not only increased our military supplies and updated our armaments, but you have also visited the barracks many times to boost morale. You value every battle and cherish every soldier's life. This is a blessing for Nanxia and a blessing for our soldiers! Since His Majesty has fallen from grace, the throne is your unwavering responsibility!"

After saying that, he clasped his hands together, knelt on one knee, and looked at Chu Jinxun with a firm gaze.

Emperor Yongxi was so angry that his face turned blue.

He wasn't dead yet, and he was sitting on the dragon throne. How dare the thief Zhao say to his face that he was immoral and said that he wanted to let the prince ascend the throne?

Chu Jinxun said, "General Zhao, the emperor has already issued an edict of self-criticism. As the emperor, it is wise to correct mistakes. As for the throne, while the emperor is still alive, I have never thought about it!"

Wenyuan Pavilion Grand Secretary Lin Hetang coughed lightly and took a step forward, his expression solemn and sincere:

"Your Highness, I have been well-read since childhood and understand that the key to a successful ruler lies in his virtuous character and benevolent government. Your Majesty has reigned for forty years, and while you have made some small achievements, in recent years the government has been in disarray, loyal officials have been wronged, and the people have gradually lost their trust. Since you assumed regent status, Your Highness has implemented many new policies that have benefited both the people and the country."

"We developed water conservancy projects to ensure worry-free irrigation of farmland and gradually filled the people's granaries; we established academies to cultivate talented people and prepare pillars for the country. We reformed taxes to reduce the burden on the people and increase the national treasury."

"I, your humble servant, have witnessed and remembered your benevolence and good governance. Now, the people of the world place their hopes on Your Highness. I believe that Your Highness's ascension to the throne in accordance with public opinion is in accordance with the will of Heaven. I implore Your Highness not to decline."

Emperor Yongxi stared at Lin Hetang intently. If he remembered correctly, this man was the third place in the imperial examination that year. He was appointed by him personally, and he promoted him all the way and entrusted him with important tasks.

Originally, this person was loyal to him, but now, he actually wants to ask Chu Jinxun to ascend the throne in front of him?

There was a hoarse sound in his throat, but on the first day of the onset of the disease, he could barely utter a few semblance of meaning, but now he could only make meaningless sounds.

Chu Jinxun sighed and said slowly, "Since I am the regent, I should be responsible for the administration of the country. This is what I should do. How can I take credit for it?"