Prince Rong's age wasn't too different from Prince Qing's. After all, he was the sixth son of the prince. The age difference between him and the eldest son, Prince Qing, should be less than ten years. At this moment, Prince Qing had actually died without a sound. How could he not feel shocked?
He and Prince Qing were both born from the same mother. They were relatively close. Now that his eldest brother, who had the same father and mother, had died, as the second brother, he would naturally be sad.
"Eldest brother has passed away?"
Prince Yi's reaction was similar to Prince Rong's. He was also born of Princess Liu Huafei and was Prince Qing's biological brother from the same father and mother. After learning that his eldest brother had passed away, he was naturally quite sad. This kind of sadness could not be faked. Only someone who was truly sad would reveal this kind of expression.
"This shouldn't be! Although eldest brother's body was not very good, he shouldn't have passed away so quickly. Have you found out the reason? "
Prince Ying frowned slightly. His face was filled with suspicion. There was a slight anger in his eyes. It was as if his eldest brother had been murdered by someone else. This was only his guess.
Prince Yong only stared blankly. He did not say anything and his expression could not be seen. This was his reaction after learning that Prince Qing had passed away.
"Understood. Men, come and change my clothes."
Prince Shou's reaction was more positive. He probably wanted to rush to Prince Qing's side immediately to express his younger brother's grief.
"Say it again. Who has passed away?"
Prince Yan's ears seemed to be bad. Or perhaps it was because he did not dare to believe it. His eyes were wide open and his face was filled with shock.
"Prince Qing has passed away. As expected … as expected, the heavens are jealous of heroic geniuses! My eldest brother! "
Prince Feng's reaction was very exaggerated when he learned that Prince Qing had passed away. Although it looked like he was crying, in reality, there was not a single drop of tear. His eyes were only red from rubbing.
"Death is life, life is death. Eldest brother has worked hard all his life and has gone to Changle World to recuperate."
When Prince Heng heard this news, he didn't even open his eyes. He sat cross-legged like a powerful Daoist. It was as if the life and death of others didn't matter. Life and death were the same to him.
Sheng Prince Li Qi, Ji Prince Li Huan, Xin Prince Li Gui, Yi Prince Li Gui, Chen Prince Li Gui, and Liang Prince Li Xuan were all slightly shocked.
No matter how they felt, since their elder brother had passed away, they naturally had to go and take a look. This was the most basic etiquette. Otherwise, it would violate the most basic principle of brotherhood.
All of the imperial physicians with the best medical skills in the Palace of Great Ming had arrived. They were all gathered around the Prince of Qing's body. As they treated him, they discussed how to report this to their superiors. In other words, how to give the Emperor and the Princes a satisfactory explanation.
It was an undeniable fact that he had died of illness. However, the report couldn't simply say that he had died of illness. A prince wasn't a minor character. Even if he had died of illness, it had to be very specific. What kind of illness did he have? Why wasn't it discovered earlier? Who was the one who usually treated Prince Qing's illness? What kind of punishment should be meted out?
While the imperial physicians were treating the Prince of Qing, other than a few trusted palace maids, everyone else stood outside to avoid disturbing the imperial physicians.
An old imperial physician frowned as he looked at the other imperial physicians. He was the most authoritative imperial physician in the palace. However, he had never treated the Prince of Qing. This was the first time he had come to treat the Prince of Qing. Furthermore, the Prince of Qing had already passed away. Although he had never treated the Prince of Qing before, even if the Prince of Qing had already passed away, he could tell that the Prince of Qing had been ill for a long time. It was impossible for the other physicians to not discover it.
However, he also knew that this kind of illness was incurable. Before the illness became serious, there were almost no signs. Even if treatment was started a step earlier, there wouldn't be any effect. It might even cause the Prince of Qing to die earlier. The physician who discovered it probably didn't dare to speak carelessly in order to avoid causing trouble for himself. Thus, he pretended not to know. At this moment, when the Prince of Qing discovered that he was unwell, he didn't even have time to react before dying.
Although the reason for the Prince of Qing's sudden death had been found, as the chief imperial physician, he sank into deep thought. Reporting the truth would kill many people. The colleagues in front of him had treated the Prince of Qing before. Reporting the truth would harm them. They were all physicians who made a living in the palace. They were well aware of the cruelty of the struggles in the palace. They also understood the difficulties of their colleagues. How could they kill each other? Only by helping each other would they be able to live longer.
"Physician Liu, what do you think?"
The old imperial physician was one of the two imperial physicians of the Shangyao Bureau. Normally, he didn't treat patients. He was only responsible for managing and treating the Emperor. He looked at Physician Liu, who had previously treated the Prince of Qing, and asked.
At this moment, the Prince of Qing's trusted palace maids were still present. He naturally couldn't reveal the matter and discuss countermeasures with everyone. He could only use famous words to test each other.
Physician Liu could naturally read his superior's eyes and knew that his superior wanted to help him. He hurriedly said, "Zhang Fengyu, in this subordinate's opinion, the Prince of Qing overworked himself. His body was weak to begin with. Furthermore, he encountered this rare late spring cold and caught a cold. This is why …"
The other imperial physicians naturally understood what was going on. However, they saw that Zhang Fengyu wanted to minimize the matter to avoid causing trouble for the Shangyao Bureau. Thus, they all nodded and acknowledged this point.
"Physician Liu is correct. The Prince of Qing overworked himself all year round and encountered this rare late spring cold. As a result, he passed away."
"Yes, yes, yes. We also agree."
Everyone was unified in their opinions and statements.
Since all the big shots of the Shangyao Bureau were unified in their opinions, the next step was naturally to report to the Emperor. Only by obtaining the Emperor's approval could this matter be concluded. Only then could it be officially disseminated. Otherwise, if anyone dared to speak carelessly, they would be beheaded.
Zhang Fengyu brought several imperial physicians and assistants to the Palace of Great Brilliance to meet the Emperor.
At this moment, the Emperor's face was filled with grief. No matter what, that was his son, and his eldest son at that. He had silently passed away like this. A white-haired person sending off a black-haired person. How could this not cause him grief? Although he had always been on guard against and monitoring his son, this was still love. It was just like many parents in the future who forced their children to learn various skills. They also didn't allow them to play games or fall in love early. They kept a close watch on their children. However, this was all the love of a parent. It was just that the method of love was somewhat painful for the child.
In short, no matter what, upon hearing that his eldest son had suddenly passed away, Li Longji's heart was still very pained. His entire person was shrouded in grief. Even the imperial concubine beside him was grieving.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Fengyu of the Shangyao Bureau and several imperial physicians and assistants are waiting outside."
A eunuch opened his mouth and said.
"Let them in."
Li Longji said weakly.
Zhang Fengyu of the Shangyao Bureau led the way. Behind him were seven or eight imperial physicians and assistants. They carefully stepped into the main hall.
"This subject pays his respects to Your Majesty."
The seven or eight people knelt and saluted. They didn't even dare to raise their heads. Grief was written all over their faces.
Zhang Fengyu of the Shangyao Bureau was a fifth-rank official. His position was indeed not low. In the medical profession, he was considered the highest rank. There was no higher rank.
"What exactly happened to my son … how could he …"
Li Longji was so heartbroken that his words were trembling.
Zhang Fengyu's position was the highest. He was the first to speak. "Your Majesty, the Prince of Qing overworked himself, causing his body to be weak. Then, he suddenly encountered this rare late spring cold and was attacked by the cold. As a result …"
Zhang Fengyu didn't dare to continue speaking.
Li Longji was infuriated when he heard that and scolded, "Overworked? Weak body? How did the people around him take care of him? Who was it that treated my son? Why didn't they point it out? "
Assistant Doctor Liu hurriedly knelt forward and respectfully explained. "Your Majesty, this subject had previously examined the Prince of Qing. I had already seen that the Prince of Qing's body was seriously weak. If he did not recuperate, there would be major hidden dangers. I had repeatedly advised the Prince of Qing to rest well and not overwork himself. However, this subject had just asked the palace maids by the Prince of Qing's side. The Prince of Qing only goes to bed every night at midnight.
"Bastard, my son's body is weak. Why didn't you report me?"
Li Longji became even angrier.
"Your Majesty, the Prince of Qing said that his body was fine. He would definitely rest well. There is no need to tell Your Majesty, lest Your Majesty worry. The Prince of Qing is filial. This subject does not dare to disappoint him."
Assistant Doctor Liu was quick-witted. He shifted the Emperor's attention to filial piety.
"Aiyo, my son! How did you … "
Li Longji wept bitterly. He was truly heartbroken and did not pursue the responsibility of the Medicine Bureau. Of course, in the few days before the Prince of Qing's sudden death, what he did, what he ate, who served him, what time he rested, what time he woke up, and what time he went to the toilet had to be carefully recorded. There could not be the slightest mistake.
Since the Medicine Bureau's statement had obtained the Emperor's approval, then the next step was to announce the cause of the Prince of Qing's death. Of course, it could not be said that he died of exhaustion. It could only be said that he died of illness. If he had not caught a cold, how could he have died so quickly? The cold played a very important role. Therefore, it had to be said that he died of illness.
The news of the Prince of Qing's death quickly spread, causing the officials waiting near the Tenth Manor to sigh repeatedly. They lamented the Prince of Qing's untimely death. Of course, the Prince of Qing was not young anymore. He was already forty or fifty years old. In ancient society, being able to live to this age was already considered not bad. It could not be considered the prime of life. However, the Emperor is still well. Since the Prince of Qing died like this, it could naturally be said that he died young. "
Although the majority of people were unable to enter the Prince of Qing's room to take a look at the Prince of Qing's remains, as long as it was an official, they would be recorded. There was a special eunuch in charge of the statistics.
The Prince of Qing's funeral was of a very high standard. It would probably last for many days. However, this did not mean that all the officials and relatives of the Emperor would mourn here for many days. Only those who were closest to the Prince of Qing would stay here. Most of the people would leave. It was fine as long as they came to send the Prince of Qing off at the crucial moment. Otherwise, if they were all here, wouldn't the Imperial Court stop working?
The Prince of Qing's eldest son, Li Yan, and his adopted son, Li Qiu, were all dressed in mourning clothes. They knelt beside the Prince of Qing's body and sobbed incessantly. Behind them, the palace maids and eunuchs in mourning clothes were crying. Many of the other Princes and Imperial Grandsons were also by their side. Ang Lee and the other officials naturally stayed at the outermost area.
"The Prince of Qing has passed away. This is too sudden. There were no signs at all!"
"Yes! Yes! The Heavens are jealous of the talented … "
"Your Majesty, the white-haired man is sending off the black-haired man …"
"The two Princes are truly filial!"
"Prince Feng, restrain your grief! Restrain your grief! "
"Prince Rong, restrain your grief! Prince Yi, restrain your grief …"
Waves of discussion and persuasion could be heard, bringing the atmosphere to an even more sorrowful stage.
"My eldest brother is already gone. What's the use of crying? If crying can bring my eldest brother back, I'm willing to cry until my eyes go blind."
Prince Ying, Li Li, probably couldn't stand Prince Feng's exaggerated crying and immediately reprimanded him.
"My eldest brother has passed away. Don't you want me to cry? Eldest brother! Eldest brother! Wuwuwu … "
Prince Feng completely ignored Prince Ying. He cried even louder and more sorrowful. His eyes were filled with tears. This time, it was completely different from when he first heard that the Prince of Qing had passed away. He really cried until tears and snot came out. But when he first heard the news, he cried without a single tear. Obviously, he wanted to cry in a place where there were many people. This way, he could show his sincerity and how deep the brotherly love was in his heart.
Ang Lee naturally recognized Prince Feng's voice. Thinking back to what Old Du had said to him, he was sure that this Prince Feng was faking his grief. Who knew how happy he would be? This guy also wanted the throne and had been working hard in secret.
After mourning with his colleagues for a while, Ang Lee left. Many ministers also left one after another. After all, everyone still had a lot of things to do. They certainly couldn't waste their time on grief.
Old Du's rank was very low, but he was the chief editor of the Tang dynasty newspaper. Therefore, he could also come to such an occasion. It was just that he came a little late. He learned the news a little late, which was decided by his rank. In addition, he still had a lot of things to do. He had to deal with the most basic things before coming. This time, he came in person to make sure everything was clear. There couldn't be any mistakes. Even the printed words couldn't be wrong. Otherwise, he, Old Du, would be in trouble.
"Old Du, why are you so late?"
Ang Lee saw Old Du and quickly walked over to greet him.
Old Du's face was serious. At this time, he couldn't open his mouth and smile. It would be troublesome if someone saw it.
"Prince Qing passed away. I didn't feel at ease to let others come, so I came in person."
Old Du said.
Li An saw that there were too many people around, so he pulled Old Du to a small courtyard with no one around. He said, "Old Du, it seems that what you said last time was true. Prince Qing's body was indeed weak, and he passed away in the cold of spring. There's also something wrong with that Prince Feng. He cried too much today, and it felt very abnormal. Even Prince Ying, who was beside him, couldn't stand it."
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