[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

If we talk about the changes that have taken place in Lizao Village in recent years, it is that the villagers no longer have to worry about having enough food to eat. Since Mrs. Han built several food factories in Lizao Village.

Farmers who used to be busy all year round and could not get enough food are now full and have money in their pockets.

When they heard that the young master of the Han family had passed the imperial examination, they brought the chickens and ducks they raised at home, and the vegetables and fruits they grew, and came to congratulate him.

"Look, look, if we don't hold a three-day buffet, how can we live up to the enthusiasm of our fellow villagers?"

Song Yanzhi sat in the yard, eating melon seeds and talking to her sons.

"Mother, three days is not enough. I want to have a feast every day. Brother Jiu, can you pass the imperial examination every day?"

The seven-year-old Sanwa snuggled up to his eldest brother with an innocent look on his face, his eyes full of longing.

Children's words always make people laugh.

"Big brother can't do this. Why don't we try when the third child grows up and see if he can pass the imperial examination every day?"

Ajiu teased Sanwa.

"It's going to be a long time before I grow up. I just want to have a feast every day now."

Since it was decided to hold a buffet, Song Yanzhi asked the servants in the house to prepare it.

The family was bustling with preparations for a buffet banquet. Han Heming, who had been out collecting debts for over half a month, came back with a serious expression.

"Let's not have the banquet."

After the children left, Han Heming supported Song Yanzhi and walked towards their yard.

"what happened?"

When Han Heming came back just now, Song Yanzhi noticed that Han Heming's face looked strange. She didn't dare to ask in front of the children, so she walked into their yard and then Song Yanzhi spoke.

"News has come from the capital that the emperor may be dying."

Over the years, Song Yanzhi's business has grown bigger and bigger. Two years ago, she became the richest businessman in Hongyue Country. She has a wide range of business interests, including food, clothing, housing and transportation, and she also has a powerful information network.

"The Emperor is not young anymore, so even if he passes away, it is normal."

However, since the emperor has passed away, weddings and funerals are prohibited among the people, and banquets are naturally not allowed.

Sure enough, the next morning, the funeral bells were ringing in the nearby temple.

On September 12, the 48th year of Changsheng, Emperor Zu passed away at the age of 83, and the whole country was in mourning.

"You said Prince Jing, Prince Gong, Prince Yan, which prince can sit in that position?"

The old emperor had only two sons in his life. One of his sons was killed by his order, and the other son died in an assassination three years ago, leaving behind only three grandsons.

They are Prince Jing, Prince Gong, and Prince Yan.

These three princes are all sons of Prince Fu and have the right to inherit the throne.

"Prince Yan, right? He is the legitimate son of Prince Fu."

Han Heming guessed, but Song Yanzhi just smiled.

"He is a legitimate son, yes, but he is not Prince Fu's eldest son. Prince Jing is Prince Fu's eldest son. He has a good reputation in recent years, and his wife's family is also very powerful. It is hard to say who will be the last one to come out on top."

It is interesting to say that Prince Fu was the one who loved him the most when he was alive. His favorite person was not his wife, but his childhood sweetheart, Concubine She.

Aunt She was also a capable person. Before the main wife came into the family, she gave birth to Prince Jing, the eldest son of Prince Fu.

Prince Jing was loved by Prince Fu since he was born. Even after he had a legitimate son, Prince Yan, he did not take away any of his favor.

"Do you think Prince Jing is good?"

Han Heming looked at his little wife, the little girl, who had grown up and was going to give birth to children for him.

"No, Shen Huanjun is secretly supporting Prince Gong. It's hard to say who will win or lose among the three Lengs."

When the old emperor passed away, he did not leave a will to pass the throne to that prince. These three princes each have their own power. If they want to ascend the throne, it depends on who has the better skills.

"His support for Prince Gong is not sincere. He just wants to disrupt the court situation and give him an opportunity to take advantage of the chaos."

Over the years, he has been investigating why Shen Huanjun wanted to kill his entire family. Finally, a month ago, news came that Shen Huanjun might be a descendant of the previous dynasty.

If this is true, then Shen Huanjun will definitely devour the Red Moon royal family one by one, and finally he himself will ascend to the throne.

"Have you ever thought about seeking revenge on him?"

That night, if Song Yanzhi had not been woken up by Sanwa's crying, their entire family would probably have been killed.

"Of course I think so."

Han Heming has always been a gentleman who repays kindness with kindness and takes revenge with revenge. Since he learned that Shen Huanjun went to the capital, he has been secretly planning how to get rid of Shen Huanjun.

"Once the imperial power is transferred, our whole family will follow Ajiu to the capital to take the imperial examination."

Song Yanzhi and Han Heming had good ideas, but they never waited for that day.

Soon news came from the capital that two of the three princes died and one was disabled in the fight for the throne. Prince Yan and Prince Gong were both dead, and Prince Jing had an arm and both legs crippled.

Since ancient times, there have been no cruel emperors. Prince Jing was disabled and had no hope of ascending the throne. He also had no heirs. In the end, the fourth generation of the royal family, the only heir, the three-year-old son of Prince Gong, ascended the throne.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, he appointed two assistant ministers, one was his uncle Prince Jing, and the other was the imperial tutor Shen Huanjun.

The new emperor was taught by Shen Huanjun, and the Shen family became the new elite in Beijing.

When the young emperor ascended the throne, he was unable to suppress the old ministers in the court, especially the princes of different surnames who had helped the old emperor to build the empire.

When they followed the old emperor in his campaigns and made great achievements, the old emperor, in recognition of their outstanding contributions, made them kings and granted them land.

Now that the old emperor is dead and the young man from Sanshan is the emperor, how can these foreign kings accept it?

On the sixth day of October, the young emperor ascended the throne.

On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, the King of Huainan rebelled. The King of Mobei also rebelled that same year.

The following year, the Turks, Khitans, and Northern Di invaded together. For a time, the Red Moon Kingdom was in constant war and had no hope of survival.

In the spring of the 49th year of the Red Moon, starting from the first month of the lunar year, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River never stopped. All the crops in the fields were submerged. The crops that the farmers had worked hard for half a year were soaked and rotted by the rain.

Amidst the storm, Song Yanzhi's screams could be heard from the room.

"Brother, is there anything wrong with mother?"

Sanwa was held by Ajiu and stood in the outer hall, listening to Song Yanzhi's screams in the room, his little face tense.

"Mom will be fine."

Ajiu's voice was deep. His mother's due date was at the end of March, but she went into labor at the beginning of February. The doctor and midwife who were originally prepared had not yet moved into the house, which made them panic.

"Brother, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

Erwa was so anxious that he was pacing around the house. It was raining outside. His father was afraid that the servants might not do a good job, so he went out of the village to fetch the midwife himself. But he had been gone for more than half an hour and she hadn't returned home yet.

"The road is difficult to walk on in the rain, Daddy might have walked a little slower."

Big Brother comforted his younger brother, but he was actually very nervous too.

The midwife they had prepared lived not far from their home, in the neighboring village. In normal weather, the carriage would take only half an incense stick of time to go back and forth. Even if it rained, Daddy should be back in half an hour. Could something have happened?