"Or are you so looking forward to my early death, you can't wait for me to breathe, and you want to support the new lord in front of my bed, another day?!"

Xiao Shaoyun's voice became more and more tyrannical, and the questions pierced people's hearts. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

King Jin was stunned, looking at his imperial brother in a daze, and his excitement slowly turned into a dead silence.

Because of the coma of the imperial brother, he was so worried that his heart felt like he was hanging in the air all night, he was afraid and worried, but he never thought of replacing the imperial brother!

How could the royal brother be so suspicious of him?!

King Jin's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't say anything with his mouth open.

Is this the difference between a monarch and a minister? He worries about his royal brother, but his imperial brother only worries about the throne!

The ministers who were questioned by the emperor fell to their knees tremblingly, but no one dared to speak out to defend themselves - it is impossible to say that the emperor was unconscious this night, and they did not have any careful thoughts and calculations in their hearts.

But when the emperor said such a thing, he was bent on people's hearts.

The one who feels the most aggrieved is naturally Prime Minister Song Wenru.

No matter what others thought, at least in his heart, he never hoped that anything would happen to the emperor!

You know, this is the young son of heaven cultivated by him, from Xiao Shaoyun being the prince when he was young, to later ascending the throne and pro-government, he was by his side from beginning to end, step by step to today, in his heart, he has always regarded the emperor as a few points more important than his own son!

"Your Majesty, the ministers have no such intentions, it's just that the emperor suddenly fell into a coma, and the ministers, as the emperor's courtiers, entered the palace to wait for it, and they would never dare to ......"

"Don't dare, that's because I've woken up!" Xiao Shaoyun shouted angrily, interrupting Song Wenru's defense: "King Jin has already been called into the palace by you, isn't it planning early?!"

Everything in front of him, when his father was dying, he had already witnessed it with his own eyes!

It's just that that time lying on the dragon bed, the seriously ill person was the father, and the person who was waiting for the succession was him, and the person who knelt on the ground, with great grief on his face, but in his heart, he was already thinking about how to be loyal to the new emperor, aren't they still the people in front of him?

"Your Majesty!"

Song Wenru was so sad and indignant that he couldn't tell whether he was disillusioned or wronged, so he knocked his head on the ground several times, and slammed the floor tiles of Zhaoyang Palace: "The emperor is clear, if the minister has such thoughts, the sky will thunder!"

The thumping sound struck everyone's heart.

The few people behind Song Wenru couldn't bear to look at the prime minister, who was the head of the hundred officials, full of grief and indignation, and it was difficult to argue, and suddenly there was a sense of sadness in their hearts.

Such an emperor, how can they be loyal?

Maybe Song Wenru's tone was too sad, or maybe Song Wenru's attitude was too strong, Xiao Shaoyun's anger finally appeared a gap, and there was gradually a trace of emotion in his expression.

He was silent for a moment, remembering all the things in his past and present lives.

No matter how these hateful courtiers treated him and persecuted him, Song Wenru, who had taught him to grow up since childhood, had indeed never betrayed him.

"Prime Minister doesn't have to be like this, I know your loyalty......" Xiao Shaoyun finally opened his mouth to stop Song Wenru, his eyes were not as cold as before, but he still scraped everyone kneeling on the ground like a knife: "As for the others, who knows whether your hearts are black or white?"

A minister doesn't want to say anything, such an emperor, what can he listen to?

Since ancient times, if the emperor is suspicious of his courtiers, it cannot be dispelled by a thousand words.

No one was like Song Wenru who almost kowtowed his head in exchange for the emperor's trust, and they all knelt numbly in place, stunned, and didn't say anything.

Seeing that they were silent like this, Xiao Shaoyun snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you have nothing to say, right? Today's matter, I will not pursue it again, but you must remember in your heart that as long as I live, I will be the son of heaven in this great Qi for one day, and no one will want to help me make the decision!"

Liang Guogong glanced at Taishi Xi, and his heart was full of coldness, the emperor is crazy, right?

But he didn't say anything in the end, he only lowered his eyebrows and continued to lower his head, secretly swearing in his heart that even if the emperor died in front of him in the future, he would never care about their Xiao family's affairs again!

Xiao Shaoyun turned his gaze to the King of Jin: "As for the King of Jin, you have already been a vassal domain, but you left the fiefdom without permission and entered the capital without authorization, I did not pursue you that day, it was because of the brotherhood with you, but if you stay in the capital for a long time, it is not in accordance with the rules, you will go back to Hedong tomorrow, and you will not leave the fiefdom without an edict in the future, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing!"

In the last three words, Xiao Shaoyun deliberately accentuated his tone, and finally pulled King Jin back from the fugue.

King Jin gradually retreated, leaving the emperor's dragon bed, every step back, the emperor's brother's face blurred, and when he retreated to the prime minister's side and knelt down, the imperial brother in his memory was finally unrecognizable, and he was completely unrecognizable.

Zhang Delu reminded him many times that his imperial brother had also pressed him to the cold ground of this Zhaoyang Hall to put him under house arrest.

But he wouldn't believe it.

At this moment, in the heart of the imperial brother, he and Brother Ning, who is still in prison, are ordinary existences, right?

King Jin leaned over and kowtowed gently: "Brother Obey the Emperor's Brother's will." ”

When a group of kneeling ministers with numb legs and feet withdrew from the Zhaoyang Palace, the morning glow in the east just covered half of the sky, and the light was dazzling.

Taishi Xi was supported by Tang Yuan, the squire of the military department, and walked slowly step by step.

Song Wenru's forehead had already broken a large patch, and blood was oozing out of the bruises.

Fang Handong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Song Wenru: "Prime Minister Song, cover it first, or do you go to the Tai Hospital first and let the Tai Doctor bandage you?"

Song Wenru took the veil, but the other party Handong's suggestion was to wave his hand.

"No need, the people in the hospital worked hard last night, so I don't have to bother them anymore. Today, I also invite Lord Fang to go to the Taiji Hall to guard, if anyone asks, they will say that the emperor is no longer in trouble, they must not talk nonsense, if there are rumors flowing out, none of them can get out of it!"

Today's emperor is like this, the early dynasty can't go up, although he ordered someone to go to the Taiji Hall early in the morning to tell the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu Emperor that the dragon body is not safe, and the early dynasty is temporarily stopped, but Song Wenru is still a little worried.

Fang Handong immediately praised: "The Prime Minister is really loyal, thoughtful for the emperor, and admired by the officials!"

Song Wenru only felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and Venus was shining in front of him, and he didn't have the extra strength to be polite to Fang Handong again, and after a few more words, he reluctantly walked out.

Liang Guogong looked at the Taishi Xi Zeyan, who was expressionless and didn't look back, and looked at Song Wenru, whose face was like gold paper, and who was about to fall, sighed, but still walked to Song Wenru's side and stretched out his hand to support him.

"The Prime Minister is loyal, but he also has to take care of his own health, and we elderly people can't afford such a toss. ”

As a courtier, loyalty is naturally right, but if all the loyalty is put into the water, it is really not worth it.

Song Wenru didn't know whether he understood Liang Guogong's meaning or didn't understand, so he was silent and didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, Liang Guogong did not persuade him much.

This Wenchen, who has come all the way from reading the books of sages, is different from him, a person from a noble family.

The former wants to leave a name in history, while what he wants is the preservation and wealth of the family.

At the palace gate, the subordinates of the ministers' families had been waiting all night.

Originally, after staying up all night, the fire was in a hurry, and the restless subordinates saw their master come out, and they made a loud noise, and they stepped forward to greet their respective masters.

As soon as these ministers left the palace gate, they all seemed to be scattered, and the breath that had been lifted all night was finally relaxed, and they were served by their own subordinates and got into their carriages, and said goodbye to each other and left.

You must know that the emperor is so angry, but they can still save their lives and leave the palace safe and sound, which is really a blessing!

There was a bustle at the gate of the palace for a while, and soon it was calm again.

Taishi Xi Zeyan stood next to the carriage and did not leave in a hurry.

The person who came to pick up Song Wenru was his only son Song Changqing.

Seeing Taishi Xi from afar, he hurriedly came over to salute.

Song Wenru also forcibly moved in front of Master Xi, and told Master Xi's family to take care of the teacher and go back.

Song Changqing saw the terrifying wound on his father's forehead and was shocked: "Father, you are ......"

But then he saw that his father's injury was caused by kowtowing too violently.

Song Changqing is a capable minister who was remembered by Xiao Shaoyun in his past and present lives, and he has long been a good person, and he immediately guessed that his father's injury was related to the emperor.

In today's palace, who else can make my father kowtow like this, but the emperor?

It's not worth it, everything the Song family has done for the emperor is really not worth it.

His gloom was seen by Taishi Xi, and he had some praise in his heart.

This kid is not like his father, and he knows that he can't be blindly loyal.

He looked up at the morning glow in the east, and his eyes, which were swollen from a sleepless night, finally looked at Song Wenru.

"This is you, the one who put all your heart and soul into him......"

Song Wenru's heart was filled with bitter water, but he was unwilling to tell anyone. Saying that the emperor is not in front of others, such a thing, he still can't do it.

He saluted to Master Xi, and Na Na defended: "The emperor just misunderstood, so it will be like this, after all, we do have such a plan......"

"You!" Taishi Xi hated that iron could not become steel, but this was not the study in their mansion, and some words could not be said in the end.

"You go back, take care of the wound, if you can't do it, learn from Weibeihou, and tell the sick!"

Taishi Xi got into the carriage with Tang Yuan's support and never went to see Song Wenru again.

is also beaten by the emperor's board, and the Marquis of Weibei can wake up from his loyalty, but this student of his own has a tendon and a dead brain, and he doesn't want to care anymore.

On the way home, Song Changqing finally listened to his father tell the whole story.

"The emperor fell into a coma, which was originally something that might endanger the country, even if you really planned to let His Royal Highness King Jin enter the palace and stay next to the emperor in case of accidents, what's wrong?"

Song Changqing really couldn't stand his father's guilt and self-blame, and while covering the handkerchief on his forehead for him, he said bluntly.

"It's not wrong, it's just that the emperor ...... in his heart"

"It seems that the emperor does not take the atmosphere of the country to heart, any emperor who has the country and society in his heart, when he encounters such a thing, not to mention rewarding the courtiers present, he will definitely not be so suspicious. ”

Maybe it's because he has lived two lives, Xiao Shaoyun is afraid that no one will believe it now. If this continues, he and his courtiers will only become more and more separated.

Song Wen was silent and closed his eyes slightly.

Why didn't he know what the teacher and his son meant? But who in this world could bear to throw away a tree that he had planted with his own hands?

Maybe this little sapling is crooked, but it must be corrected, and it can't be broken, right?

Song Changqing also knew that it was useless to persuade more, it seemed that in this life, the preservation of the Song family still had to rely on him to plan.

The father and son returned home with their own concerns, and the Marquis of Weibei, who was nested in the mansion, also learned the news that the emperor had woken up.

"Really...... Cheap him!"

Wei Beihou was also very conflicted in his heart, and he couldn't tell what he hoped for, so he could only sigh angrily.

Bai Chenghuan didn't say anything more.

It seems that this is the will of God, and even God can't bear to let her blood feud dissipate silently.

Although the guards of the Weibei Hou Mansion didn't know what happened last night, they intuitively knew that they had nothing to do with the palace.

So when King Jin came to the Weibei Marquis Mansion to see Bai Chenghuan, he was politely stopped by the guards, and then reported in.

King Jin's heart was sour, for the sake of the royal brother, he was so alienated by Sister Bai Chenghuan, but what about the imperial brother?

Bai Chenghuan naturally heard about the emperor's decree ordering the king of Jin to return to his fiefdom.

Although this is also her long-standing wish, for Xiao Shi, taking the initiative to leave Beijing and being driven back to the fiefdom in front of the emperor must be very different.

She reached for the last tassel hairpin on the dressing table and inserted it into the bun.

The woman in the mirror, if she doesn't look at her eyebrows and eyes, but only looks at her dress, she is really exactly the same as Xu Chenghuan in the past.

Even this newly inserted hairpin is the same as the hairpin given to her by Xiao Shaoyun at the ceremony, swaying on her sideburns, just like back then.

"Please come over to His Royal Highness King Jin. She stood up.

After the steward who went to Tongyu came back, the king of Jin was finally let go by the guards, and as soon as he entered the Weibei Hou Mansion, he didn't care to visit the Weibei Hou and his wife, so he went straight to Huanyi Pavilion with familiarity.

After turning a few paths, the lakes and mountains of the Hou Mansion of Weibei appeared in front of him.

King Jin glanced over, but suddenly stopped his feet.

On the covered bridge across the lake, a woman dressed in red came suddenly.

The tall phoenix wood flowers were as red as fire, and a gust of wind rose, and pieces flew one after another, and in the rain of fiery and gorgeous flowers, the woman seemed to merge with the flowers, burning and stinging his eyes.

This is the Sister Cheng Huan in his mind! It is so dazzling, between heaven and earth, people can see it at a glance!

"Sister Cheng Huan!"

The sourness in King Jin's heart couldn't hold back any longer, turned into rolling tears, rushed to his eyes, he ran over with his feet, and took the grievances he had never revealed in the palace: "Sister Cheng Huan, the imperial brother wants to drive me away!"