Chapter 59 Palace Change

Spring feast, a glass of green wine and a song.

Bow to Chen Sanyuan again.

There was a faint woman's light singing voice on the lakeside, and a platform was set up next to the water pavilion, and there was a woman on the stage who threw the water sleeves and danced with a light veil, with a wonderful figure and a delicate face, which made the audience look at it without taking their eyes off.

Wei Heming sat at the end of the seat and added another glass of wine to himself.

After a while, a eunuch came over and whispered: "Lord Wei, the Holy Lord, please come to the front to speak." ”

Wei Heming nodded, put down the wine cup, and walked forward.

On both sides of the emperor sat the concubine and the newly promoted beauty, and as for the abolition, she was naturally not qualified to stand here. There were several princes sitting below, Chu Hong was sitting in the closest position, Chu Shen was sitting in the farthest position, and then there were several vassal kings, and Chu Fengge was not among them.

The next few ministers were all important ministers of the court, and Wei Shangshu and Mu Shushu were also among them. Wei Heming walked around just by saluting, and then bowed his head and obeyed.

The emperor praised Wei Shangshu with a smile, and it seemed that the previous topic somehow mentioned Wei Heming: "You just get cheap and sell well, this kid is top-notch wherever he is put in, and there is no one more sensible and capable than him in this generation." ”

Wei Shangshu made a straight face: "The saint is willing to make a face for him, the saint didn't see him stubborn and difficult to become a big thing." ”

Having said that, the corners of Wei Shangshu's mouth still curled.

Bachelor Mu also laughed: "He and He Lan's talents are good, and they are pragmatic and intelligent, such a stubborn son, Wei Shangshu doesn't want it, and I am willing to accept it." ”

When Wei Shangshu heard him say this, he couldn't help but smile, and he didn't forget to scold Wei Heming in a low voice: "Stinky boy." ”

He had long heard that Wei Heming was following the establishment of a new school, such a big move, but he didn't know how to say it to his own father, and his skin was itchy again.

However, Master Mu is right about one thing, half of the ministers in the court who have sons are envious of Wei Shangshu's luck, and they have a good son, and they can be regarded as successors.

Thinking about his own children and nephews, Wei Heming seems to have become the neighbor who is good everywhere.

The emperor casually asked a few more things about the new school

Wei Heming smiled and replied fluently, which made the adults blush, the emperor looked interesting, and ordered someone to carry his seat to Wei Shangshu's side, and Wei Heming blended into the seats of these executives.

Although Wei Heming's face was not visible, his heart was constantly running with anxiety and worry, and he couldn't stop no matter what. Without him, Wei Heming knew in his heart that today's Spring Banquet had staged a very good show in his previous life.

He had a plan in his heart, but he had no evidence, let alone explain it to others, so he had to find an opportunity to hint at mentioning Chu Fengge, but Chu Fengge only reassured him, and had no idea to sue him.

Wei Heming was a little frustrated for no reason.

He was reborn, whether in his previous life or in this life, although he thought that although he was not wise, he could be regarded as a good subordinate, but Chu Fengge didn't know why, he excluded him from the scheme several times, but he always teased him with his beloved master.

Could it be that his skin is so handsome that people ignore his resourcefulness and only look at his complexion? Wei Heming has never been so confident in his appearance, and Chu Fengge's refusal made him feel a little frustrated.

Old friends who used to be very happy, and the lord who once assisted him, don't they need him anymore?

Wei Heming was a little puzzled.

He was a little depressed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and he responded just right to the jokes and temptations of the ministers.

After three rounds of drinking, when the singer outside the water pavilion changed an unknown number of songs, the three vassal kings looked at each other, walked to the center together, and celebrated the emperor.

The emperor tugged at the corners of his mouth, a close and kind look, but the smile did not reach the corner of his eyes.

"I've been bothering in the capital for many days, and I'm really concerned about the peace of the territory, I wonder if the Holy Lord can allow me to return to my hometown?" As soon as the vassal king's words landed, the entire water pavilion fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the vassal king's face.

The emperor's eyes became colder, but his smile became closer and closer: "Although I am from the same vein as you, I haven't seen each other for many years, and now a few of you have just arrived, do you want to leave?"

The vassal king's head hung lower: "The minister is really concerned about the land"

The Emperor asked, "Are you worried about your land, or are you worried about taking away your land?"

The vassal king was startled and took a step back: "Minister"

I stammered a few times, but I couldn't say everything.

The emperor ordered someone to take a few heavy account books, smashed them all in front of the vassal king, and said, "Do you really think that all these years I don't know what you have done in your territory?

The vassal king lowered his head and no longer defended, and the two people around him also broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to argue.

"Someone!" the emperor finally took advantage of the question, and waved his hand to summon the Yulin army. "Take down these rebels and thieves—"

Before he finished speaking, the expressions of the emperor and his ministers changed.

It wasn't the Yulin Army that came in, but soldiers in unfamiliar armor. This group of soldiers poured into the banquet in Fangcai and Taiping Township, and controlled these powerless courtiers.

There are only a few guards with swords left on the high platform, guarding the emperor's safety.

The vassal king, who had been silent and trembling, finally raised his head and saluted the group of soldiers who were dressed up: "Lord." ”

The emperor's eyes widened: "King Jiaodong, you!"

The faces of these two people are very similar, and King Jiaodong smiled and said: "Why, didn't the saint expect it? No wonder, after all, this king's cousin is so consistent with this king." ”

The emperor gritted his teeth, Lao Jiaodong died a few years ago, and he was busy fighting with Beihu at that time, so he did not summon the new king to come to Beijing to worship.

Now the king of Jiaodong is here, only relying on information on paper. He couldn't tell which was true and which was false.

He didn't even understand how this army had bypassed its eyes and ears and sneaked into the Jingshi, and even replaced the Yulin Army right under his nose.

The singer outside has long since stopped her rhythm.

There was silence in the water pavilion, and the king of Jiaodong didn't talk nonsense, but just waved his hand and ordered: "Kill!"

The soldiers continued to attack the emperor, but fortunately, the guards around the emperor were strong in martial arts and could hold out for a while.

The king of Jiaodong was not mad, these courtiers were only restrained and were not attacked. After all, King Jiaodong wanted to be the emperor, not to subvert the Dajing Dynasty.

Wei Heming pursed his lips and touched the empty waist, because the only sword on his body was also unloaded, and now he was unarmed, if Chu Fengge had an accident and didn't come, he could only snatch the knives of these soldiers to save him.

Of course, if Chu Fengge doesn't come, I'm afraid that it won't help for him to save the driver.

Wei Heming was dormant, only to hear a voice outside the water pavilion: "The minister is late for help, please forgive the saint!"

Then countless troops stationed in Beijing poured in, all of them were fierce and fierce, and they killed the enemy when they saw them, and the situation was chaotic for a while, and the blood and screams resounded throughout the water pavilion.

Led by the general of the army stationed in Beijing and Chu Fengge, Wei Heming called out "Your Highness" from afar, and Chu Fengge threw a sword off his horse.

Wei Heming caught it and smiled: "Thank you." ”

rushed to the emperor's eyes and replaced the exhausted guards.

Wei Heming is a child of a family, but he is good at riding and archery, and he is good at swordsmanship, although he is not as good as Chu Fengge, it is enough to deal with ordinary soldiers.

It's just that in the face of this group of soldiers, there are some hearts and weaknesses.

Fortunately, there was support outside, but the matter was settled after a while, and only a place of blood remained at the banquet.

Wei Heming glanced at the subdued King of Jiaodong with his residual vision, bowed down and said, "It's dangerous here, please also ask the Holy Lord to move and make plans again." ”

The emperor is not without wind and waves, nodded in agreement, and looked at the eyes of the king of Jiaodong coldly as if he was about to cut it with a thousand knives, but the king of Jiaodong had a bloody face and laughed loudly.

When the emperor turned around, Wei Heming slightly sideways blocked King Jiaodong's sight, but pursed his lips.

No, it's different, I must have missed something

The sound of arrows breaking through the air came, Wei Heming's eyes widened, and he quickly pushed the emperor, but he didn't have time to dodge-

Chu Fengge stood in front of him.

A powerful arrow stabbed into his shoulder, gurgling with blood.

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment: "Chu Fengge!"

Chu Fengge smiled, and wanted to pull out the arrow with his backhand.

Wei Heming stopped him, turned to the emperor and asked, "Holy Lord, can you invite the imperial doctor to come?" The minister suspects that this arrow is poisonous. ”

The emperor agreed.

Only then did Wei Heming look at the arrow shooter at the door who had been taken down.

And the one holding the crossbow was not the King of Jiaodong in his previous life, but the singer wearing white gauze and water sleeves at the door of the Water Pavilion.

Wei Heming clenched his fists, and he didn't realize that his nails were sinking deep into his flesh.

It was himself who was wrong this time, if he hadn't trusted the memory of his previous life, he wouldn't have let Chu Fengge suffer this arrow.

Relive again, obviously too many things have changed, how can you still keep the memories of your past life?

Chu Fengge took advantage of no one's attention, wrapped his fist, broke it little by little, and hooked his palm with the tail of his fingers.

As soon as Wei Heming lowered his head, he saw Chu Fengge smiling lightly at him, full of amazement.

Wei Heming's heart softened in an instant, and he blamed himself even more.

Chu Shen, who had been sitting in the corner, never left Wei Heming's gaze from beginning to end, his head ached violently, as if something was about to break through his skull and rise out.

He looked at the blood splashing everywhere in the water pavilion, looked at the soldiers with corpses strewn all over the ground, watched the arrows that broke through the air penetrate Chu Fengge's shoulder, and looked at Wei Heming's cold face, but he was softened by Chu Fengge's smile.

A voice in his head was screaming frantically.

That's not true.

It shouldn't be like this.

Why did he stop him from the arrows?

Why is he smiling at him?

Why did he stand beside him?

This qiē - it should be his own.

That's right.

It's all your own.

Somewhere in Chu Shen's mind seemed to be missing, the memory burst like a flood, almost washing away his consciousness.

It was his dream when he was seriously ill and in a coma.

The dream was filled with the voice and smile of the same person, who kept calling his name and calling him "Ah Shen".

Until the last moment, the man stood in front of him, shouting "Majesty".

One moment is in front of him, another is another story, reality and fantasy are intertwined, and finally his spirit is broken.

He screamed and fainted.