The Eldest Princess

Chapter 12

As soon as the healing was over, Xuan Fusang led Xuan Ruichen to sit at the table and immediately began to arrange the follow-up, "Yanyu, go see if there are any clues from King Wei, and pay attention to General Yun's movements."

"Chanyu, go check on those imperial guards. If there's an urgent need, give them some of the extra medicine."

"When you go out, ask Xiao Anzi to bring in Chen'er's book." During the funeral, Xuan Ruichen would still read during his breaks.

Xuan Fusang thought that it would take some time for King Wei and General Yun to settle everything, and they might not be able to set off immediately.

Listening to Xuan Fusang's gentle instructions to the two, Xuan Ruichen's eyes flashed with disapproval. Although he knew that the his sister temper had always been like this, he sometimes really couldn't understand some of her behaviors.

How can there be too much medicine for wounds? Isn't it true that more is better?

Besides, isn't it right for those people to be loyal to their master? Is it worth the imperial sister's concern if those insignificant people are injured or dead?

So when Chanyu and Yanyu were about to bow and leave, he quickly stopped them. "Wait."

Upon hearing this, Yanyu stopped immediately. When Chanyu saw that Yanyu had stopped, she also stopped and they both stood by.

Seeing Xuan Fusang looking at him with questioning eyes, Xuan Ruichen knew that if he said these thoughts directly, the imperial sister would not like it. However, over the years, Xuan Ruichen has also figured out a way to communicate with the imperial sister.

His eyes drifted to her wound, and he advised softly: "Royal sister, you should keep it. What if someone tries to assassinate me in the future? What if I get seriously injured and don't have enough medicine?"

We can't just say those people are unworthy, so we can say he is worried about himself. Is that a sufficient reason?

After hearing this, Xuan Fusang understood what he was thinking.

Over the years, she had tried to teach Xuan Ruichen to be friendly. She thought she had done a good job in guiding him, but later she gradually realized that he was just being obedient in front of her.

If you think about it carefully, Xuan Ruichen was raised in the East Palace and grew up under the imperial power. Whether it was the way of being a king, the skills of governing subordinates, the ancient and modern classics he learned, or the words and deeds of the tutors and palace servants around him, they all subtly conveyed to him a perception - the life and death of the entire imperial city depends on him, and the fate of the entire country is in his hands.

Not to mention the etiquette and rules he had followed since childhood, which were basically constantly instilling in him the concept of hierarchy.

Moreover, Xuan Fusang also discovered that even if Xuan Ruichen really developed the habit of being friendly and amiable to others, it would definitely not be exactly as she expected.

Because in his eyes, some people are always just pawns, objects, tools, and not people at all.

But she still didn't want to give up guiding him. He was still young and his values ​​were probably not formed yet. "Human life is precious. If you can save it, save it. It's just a small effort. It's not a big deal."

Seeing the disapproval in Xuan Ruichen's eyes, she had no choice but to change her words according to his point of view.

"Besides, using the extra things to exchange for more people to survive can not only win people's hearts, but also increase our chances of survival. Prevention is always better than cure, isn't it?"

Xuan Ruichen thought that was indeed the case, and there was nothing else he could say. He could only nod and lower his eyes and responded, "Yeah."

Then, Xuan Fusang immediately signaled the two people standing in the room to do their respective tasks.

As soon as Yanyu Chanyu left, Xiao Anzi immediately came in with a book. I think Xiao Anzi had asked someone to bring the book when she was recovering, which shows that he is indeed a considerate person.

Seeing Xuan Ruichen reading the book seriously, Xuan Fusang smiled on her face but smiled bitterly in her heart.

If the two of them still have different opinions on similar matters in the future, then they will inevitably have disagreements on state affairs. In addition, with the involvement of court officials, I am afraid that he will not be so easily persuaded at that time.

It's time to speed up her plan to cultivate her own confidants in the court.

Although many people speculated that the assassin was someone from Prince Kang's palace, no one dared to speak out without evidence. Fortunately, Prince Wei did not disappoint Xuan Fusang's expectations. He found evidence and immediately informed everyone.

Even General Yun had no objection to this result. As a result, after returning to the palace, the Empress Dowager had no reason to refuse to kill King Kang.

It was almost dusk when everything was settled, so everyone could only stay there temporarily. Early the next morning, everyone finally entered the entrance of the imperial mausoleum.

According to the late emperor's will, his coffin was placed in the place reserved next to the late empress. Then everyone withdrew, leaving only the brother and sister kneeling in front of the emperor and empress's coffin.

Xuan Fusang and Xuan Ruichen began to recite the "Tai Shang Wangsheng Jing" together according to etiquette as the closest people to the emperor and empress. In the empty imperial mausoleum, only the two people's pious voices echoed.

Xuan Fusang was lost in thought as he recited scriptures in a low voice and recalled the daily life of himself, his father, and his sister

After finishing reading the scripture, Xuan Fusang and Xuan Ruichen remained silent and did not move.

During this silent time, Xuan Ruichen looked at the coffins of the emperor and empress sleeping together, and suddenly thought of his own affairs after his death.

Although the Daxuan tradition focuses on the funeral of the deceased, it also pays attention to the future of the living. The funeral style tends to be solemn and dignified rather than sad and crying, and encourages the living to miss and cherish the memory of the deceased rather than indulge in the grief of separation.

Xuan Ruichen knew that his father had always wanted to reunite with his mother. So death was a relief for his father. He must have hoped that the siblings could let go of their grief and live a good life.

When my father was alive, he had clearly issued an order that the national mourning did not need to follow the etiquette and last for 100 days, just like my mother did, 27 days was enough. This move was to allow him to start the new policy as soon as possible, but also to avoid hindering the development of the country and the marriage and entertainment of the subjects.

But Xuan Ruichen was not that kind of person. He simply could not bear the fact that his sister could start a new life without him just 27 days after his death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but whispered: "If I die, I don't want to be like my father and mother. I must mourn for the country for a hundred days."

But as soon as I said it, I felt that a hundred days was not enough.

He secretly glanced at Xuan Fusang and saw that although she lowered her head and didn't look at him, she was listening to him carefully.

Seeing that there was nothing strange on her face, he mustered up his courage, lowered his voice, and quietly added, "Besides... I only want my sister to recite the sutra for me."

Although this is different from the custom of the new emperor participating in the chanting of scriptures, who else could be his closest person if not the imperial sister?

Apart from his royal sister, is there anyone else in this world that he can care about?