The days when I ransacked the house in Jinyiwei

Chapter 74

In the bridal chamber.

The red candle flickered, shining red on Liu Xiaoyan's face.

Chang Feng looked at the delicate and charming bride, and the strength accumulated in 21 years erupted like a volcano.

According to ancient rituals, the most important step for a man and a woman to get married is the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou.The relationship between men and women is the way of heaven, and Chang Feng didn't feel ashamed.

Lovers end up sharing the same bed.The bed swayed, like a boat sailing into a stormy sea.
Outside the bridal chamber, Fatty Xu and others at the foot of the bed pursed their lips and giggled.

Fatty Xu is a wicked fellow, smoking.He actually took out the small firecrackers from the hundred-ring firecrackers from his sleeve, ignited them, pierced the window paper, and stuffed them into the bridal chamber.

"Boom!" The firecrackers rang.

Fatty Xu and the others couldn't stop laughing.

After a while, only two sounds of "嗖!" and "噚!" were heard.An arrow pierced the window paper and nailed directly to the veranda outside the bridal chamber.

Fatty Xu exclaimed in surprise: "I'm sorry! I forgot, the bride is a heroine who can draw a strong bow and shoot through Yang with a hundred steps! Brothers, the wind is blowing!"

The next day.

Because the prince's wedding is imminent.On the second day of getting married, Chang Feng went to the East Palace again on business.

Zhu Youtang saw Chang Feng's listless face, like a clapper, and smiled knowingly: "Chang Feng. There are four great joys in life, and you got the second last night."

Although Zhu Youtang is not married, she has been a court lady who warmed the bed since she was 15 years old, and she is an experienced person in matters of men and women.

Chang Feng was puzzled: "Your Highness, yesterday I just had a happy wedding night in the bridal chamber."

Zhu Youtang was in a good mood, and half-jokingly said: "There is another one—a long drought meets rain."

On the 28th of the first lunar month, the prince got married.

After a series of cumbersome etiquettes such as canonization, rites, welcome, wedding, meeting, showering, and congratulations, Zhu Youtang and Zhang Fengling's lover finally got married.

Zhang Fengling officially became the concubine of the Ming Dynasty.At the same time, he brought three relatives to Daming, his father Zhang Luan, his second brother Zhang Heling, and his third brother Zhang Yanling.

Her two younger brothers will become mudslides in the Ming Dynasty's foreign relatives circle in the future.Of course, these are all things to come.

Zhu Youtang is a diligent prince.On the second day of his wedding, he came to Fengtianmen as usual to preside over the imperial gate and listen to the government.

Chang Feng still holds a pumpkin in his hand and stands behind the prince as a guard of honor.

The early morning was just halfway through.Suddenly, Yin Shangming, the supervisor of ceremonies, ran over in a daze.

Shang Ming knelt down in front of Zhu Youtang, and exclaimed heart-piercingly: "His Royal Highness, the imperial concubine is dead!"

This news, like a thunderbolt, exploded in the courtyard in front of Fengtian Gate.

Concubine Wan Gui, who had enjoyed exclusive favor for 23 years, passed away?

The Concubine Party has completely lost its backbone.The fallen tree and the hozen are just around the corner!

The paper-stuffed Sange old man and a bunch of wall-riding factions secretly rejoiced: Fortunately, the big Han general surnamed Chang got married a while ago, and we took the opportunity to express our support for the prince.

The officials of the Concubine Party are like mourning and concubine.

Chang Feng wondered: Isn't it too coincidental?The prince got married yesterday, and the concubine Wan Gui died today?

As long as Concubine Wan Gui dies one day early, the emperor will definitely postpone the prince's wedding for 27 months on the grounds of keeping the rules.

Chang Feng remembered a sentence that his master often said before his death: There are no coincidences in this world, only the illusion of coincidence.

That day when the truth about the demon fox case came to light, Chang Feng was in front of the Daxiong Palace, and heard Zhu Youtang in the hall intermittently saying to Ji Xiao, "Mother and concubine who sent the medicine, please ask the master of the country."

Could it be that.
After a while, Chang Feng persuaded himself: This is not something you should consider.Sometimes the truth isn't all that important.

At this moment, there was a wailing sound from the Qianguangting: "Oh!"

The one who uttered this cry was actually Zhu Youtang who had a feud with Concubine Wan Gui who killed his mother!
Zhu Youtang had a painful expression on his face: "Aww! Aww! Wow! Wow! Wow! Concubine mother, why are you so cruel, you abandoned your child and left!"

Zhu Youtang's crying was heartbreaking.Pain and despair come out together, snot and tears come together.

It's nothing more than a dead mother!
Chief Assistant Wan An took the lead and shouted: "Your Highness, my condolences!"

All civil and military officials hurriedly shouted in unison: "My Highness mourns!"

Zhu Youtang cried harder and harder.He was trembling uncontrollably and his face was pale.The big snot was almost dripping into his mouth, and he sucked it back with a "sting".

Crying seemed unable to express his grief.

He started to vomit, and the three-pin soup, tea and roast chicken that the new crown princess personally fed him for breakfast all vomited onto the bluestone slab in front of the courtyard.

"Ah vomit! vomit wow!"

At this time, Zhu Youtang turned into a jet fighter. Compared with ordinary jet fighters, his muzzle is on the head and not on the buttocks.

After vomiting breakfast, Zhu Youtang began to vomit yellow bile again.There was nothing to vomit, and he began to retch again.

Xiao Jing quickly stroked Zhu Youtang's back: "Your Highness, my condolences."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was heartbroken because of Concubine Wan Gui's death.The ministers who participated in the early court could not fail to express.

"Wooooow! Awwow! Wow! Wow!"

The cry of the entire courtyard in front of Fengtian Gate went straight to the sky!Those who didn't know thought that the palace was haunted by demon foxes again!

Zhu Youtang shouted hoarsely: "My concubine has passed away! Half of the sky of the Ming Dynasty has collapsed! I wish I could go with my concubine!"

Hearing this cry, the ministers cried even louder.

Chang Feng, who acted as a support, looked at this scene and thought to himself: His Highness is not inferior to the famous actors in the three major gardens in the capital.

The early morning turned into a howling, which lasted for half an hour.

The scene was more than grief, it was grief.

There are no less than ten officials above the fourth rank and above who fainted from crying.The chief assistant, Wan An, was the most exaggerated, rolling on the ground and crying.

Zhu Youtang was heartbroken on the surface, but in his heart the gongs and drums were blaring, and the firecrackers blared: Hey!good!wonderful!Wan Zhen'er, you are dead!You died just right!
Zhu Youtang took the handkerchief Xiao Jing handed over, and wiped the mixture of snot, tears and vomit on his face.

He said seriously: "Pass down the decree. Officials and people inside and outside the capital, wear plain clothes for March to express their sorrow!"

"Within three months, all celebrations such as marriage and birthday celebrations are prohibited in the capital."

"Xiao Jing, let's drive to Kunning Palace! I'm going to be a filial piety for my mother and concubine!"

Chang Feng followed Zhu Youtang to Kunning Palace.

Outside the bedroom of Kunning Palace, there are three brothers from the Wan family kneeling.

The three brothers, who are usually invincible in the court, are almost numb at this moment.

Chang Feng did not follow Zhu Youtang into the palace.Instead, he knelt outside the palace gate.

Zhu Youtang entered the bedroom.

On the couch in the sleeping hall lay the body of 58-year-old Wan Zhen'er.Emperor Chenghua stood aside expressionlessly.

Zhu Youtang scrambled and scrambled, and threw himself in front of Emperor Chenghua: "Father, my condolences!"

Emperor Chenghua's complexion was pale, and the seven souls seemed to have lost the six souls, without saying a word.

According to historical records: "In the spring of the 23rd year of Chenghua, the noble concubine Wan's family died of a sudden illness. Her posthumous title was Gongsu Duan Shen Rong Jing, the noble concubine, who was buried in Tianshou Mountain. The emperor was very sad, and the state affairs were all entrusted to the prince."

In just two days, Ming Ting experienced a wedding and a funeral, a happy event and a funeral.

The joys and funerals made the position of Prince Zhu Youtang more stable.

Zhu Youtang and Zhang Fengling; Chang Feng and Liu Xiaoyan, the two pairs of mandarin ducks finally got married.

Whether the sky in the Ming Dynasty will be clear or cloudy in the future, no one can know.

(The end of the second volume "The Story of Mandarin Duck", and the opening of the third volume "Copying the Palace")
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