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Just as he was about to step forward to pick her up, the door suddenly opened, and a woman in plain robes came out with someone in tow.

Wang Xuan paused and frowned, "Second sister?"

Wang Siniang's eyes lit up and she hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, "Second sister."

Wang Erniang nodded calmly to her sister, walked up to Zhao Hanzhang, reached out and took a piece of white linen, and comforted her in a low voice: "My condolences."

Zhao Hanzhang looked up at her, kowtowed deeply, stood up and took Zhao Erlang away to the next house.

Wang Erniang watched her sister and brother go away and clenched the white linen cloth in her hands. In this world, who can truly be safe?

After passing the Wang family, before the Zhao Hanzhang siblings arrived at each residence, each family already knew that Zhao Changyu passed away last night. Someone opened the door early and waited. First he cried and greeted him.

At this time, in the palace, Fu Zhi was also crying. He sat down on the ground, took Zhao Changyu's book and asked the emperor and the King of Donghai, "Why do your majesty and the prince believe such words to sow discord?" Qianzhangsong worked hard during his tenure. The kings rebelled and the people were displaced. He relied on his management to give the troubled people a safe place to live. Since the death of King Hejian, he has been urging the court to make decisions as soon as possible to avoid being trapped internally and externally. , since he has expressed his position long ago, how could he write a private letter to spread this contradictory idea? "

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't let others sow discord. The person who forged this letter is evil-minded. He is not only trying to sow discord between Uncle Cai and Your Majesty, but also between Your Majesty and Your Majesty."

Hearing this, the young emperor burst into tears and asked someone to bring the folds up. The more he saw him crying, the harder he cried. He couldn't help but step down from the throne to hold the hand of King Donghai, "Uncle Wang, please see, Cai Boyuan is right, but we can't." To be sown by such villains."

The King of Donghai stretched out his hand to take the book and sighed with emotion after reading it, "Yesterday I suddenly heard such rumors and received a secret letter. I deeply hate Zhao Changyu's provocation. But today it seems that I misunderstood him."

Fu Zhi cried: "Your Majesty, Zhao Changyu passed away last night."

The emperor was shocked, "What? Then this trick..."

Fu Zhi shed tears and lowered his head, saying sadly: "This is a legacy."

Everyone in the court suddenly sighed. Whether it was true or false, everyone shed a few tears, as if they were very sad.

The King of Donghai also looked very sad and sighed: "I didn't expect it to be such an unlucky thing. Yesterday, Ma Jiaen went to guard the Zhao family, which gave him an advantage and allowed him to see Uncle Cai for the last time."

He changed the subject and said: "But the people who are sowing discord behind the scenes are still hateful. Since we have false information and there are rumors outside, it is better to investigate in detail and find out the people behind the scenes. Under my great Jin Dynasty, How can we tolerate such evil spirits?"

The emperor opened his mouth and hurriedly looked at other ministers.

Everyone avoided the emperor's gaze.

Fu Zhi muttered: "The top priority is to organize the funeral for Uncle Cai. Your Majesty, please let the soldiers guarding near the Zhao family retreat, so that the Zhao family can also attend to the funeral."

The emperor came back to his senses and said quickly: "Yes, the top priority is to attend to the funeral. Come quickly, go to Zhao's house immediately to have a look. Is there anything I can help with?"

Fu Zhi pointed out: "Uncle Cai has contributed greatly to the peace and prosperity of the country. Please ask your majesty to draft a posthumous title and allow him to request in the memorial."

The emperor nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I remember that the late emperor had drafted the posthumous title 'Jian' for him..."

The emperor didn't know who made the forged letter, but the King of Donghai held on tightly. He was only worried that he might be referring to him with his sword dance.

Does he really not know what Zhao Changyu really thinks?

He sent people over and over again to persuade Zhao Changyu to change his words. Wouldn't the King of Donghai know that he was repeatedly rejected by Zhao Changyu?

But after receiving the false letter, he still directly sent troops to surround the Zhao family, fearing that the purpose was Zhao Changyu's family property.

He is so cruel to Zhao Changyu who supports him, let alone those who oppose him?

The emperor was worried and just wanted to delay for some time to think of a way to deal with it.

Zhao Qiao... died too quickly. If he hadn't died, the fire wouldn't be able to burn him in the short term.

The emperor shook his head and shook away the thoughts from his mind. He put his forehead in his hands and pondered. After a moment, he said: "Let's use the posthumous title given to him by the late emperor. I decree that Zhao Ji will be promoted to Uncle Cai."

Everyone responded.

King Donghai sneered in his heart, thinking he would stop investigating if he didn't talk about it?

When Zhao Changyu died, he became a laughing stock. King Donghai had a lot of anger in his heart and had no place to vent it, so he naturally refused to let the emperor go so easily.

That false letter was probably made by the emperor's people.

King Donghai strode away, and there was already a feeling of sadness outside. No matter the noble officials or ordinary people, they all knew that Zhao Changyu passed away last night.

He has a well-known name and a high reputation among the people. As soon as King Donghai left the palace, he heard crying coming from the streets and alleys. When he heard what he was crying about, his face turned pale instantly.

At this time, Fu Zhi got the emperor's imperial edict and hurried out. When he saw Wang Yan walking in front, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed him, "Yifu, where is the prince?"

Wang Yan, who was pulled away, was confused, "The prince has left long ago, didn't you know?"

Of course Fu Zhi knew, but that didn't stop him from pretending not to know. When he saw his colleagues standing around pricking up their ears to listen, he couldn't help but say "Oh!" and stamped his feet: "How could you just let the prince leave like this? Yifu, you Why don’t you give me some advice?”

"Changyu was worried about state affairs before he died. What he feared most was that the prince and his majesty would have misunderstandings over this matter. Yifu and the prince were close, and he asked Yifu to make peace on his behalf. It was not wrong for the prince to investigate the matter deeply, but in the end If His Majesty is found, it will not only break Chang Yu's heart, but the world will not believe it either."

Wang Yan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Fu Zhongshu is overthinking. Ding is Ding, and Mao is Mao. Your Majesty is not someone who refers to deer as horses."

He was not the one who regarded deer as horses. If he was seeking truth from facts, how could he have surrounded the Zhao family?

Fu Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Of course we know that the prince is not that kind of person, but the world doesn't know that Chang Yu has an excellent reputation among the people and the nobles. Yesterday the prince surrounded the Zhao family , Chang Yu passed away last night, and I’m afraid it will harm the prince’s reputation if word spreads about it.”

Seeing that Wang Yan still didn't want to wade into the muddy water, Fu Zhi lowered his voice and said: "The Zhao family sister and brother have announced their funeral today. Now everyone in the capital may know about it. Why don't Yi Fu go out and listen to the people's voices?" Make another decision?"

Wang Yan calmed down slightly. He glanced at Fu Zhi, finally bowed his hands and led the people out of the palace.

When we got to the street, we could see people talking about sadness everywhere.

Wang Yan frowned.

The officials who followed Wang Yan and ran to the street saw this and asked hurriedly: "Wang Sima, what should we do? The prince is depressed at the moment. If this reaches his ears, there will be another lawsuit."

Wang Yan sighed and said: "With complicated worldly affairs, your mind will inevitably be confused. That's all. Let's go and persuade the prince. A calmer mind will also be beneficial to health."

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