Chapter 313, the sincerity of the Prime Minister's Mansion
The scorching sun was scorching, and the sunlight was eagerly white, and Sima Rui frowned a little irritably. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
was kidnapped in his own house before, and before he could breathe this breath, he learned from Sima Yan's mouth that the person who kidnapped him that night was actually Sima Lie.
Originally, he hoped to borrow Sima Yan's hand to take care of Sima Lie well, but he didn't expect his father to be fooled by the discord between his brothers.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
There was a panicked and joyful voice.
"What's the name of this early ghost?" Sima Rui said unhappily.
Now that the situation is stalemate, the more fierce Sima Lie and Sima Yan fight, the better, so that with his strength, he can steal a touch of vitality in the cracks.
Just looking at the situation in front of them, Sima Yan and Sima Lie seemed to be standing still, maintaining a stalemate.
How could he not be in a hurry.
After the guard ran into the house sweating profusely, his eyes rolled around again.
Sima Yan waved his hand to signal the people in the house to go out, and said, "What's the matter?"
The guard bowed down and said, "There is news from the palace that Your Majesty is not very good. ā
Sima Yanteng stood up suddenly, and said in a much higher voice: "Be careful." ā
"Yes. The news should be handed out in the palace, His Majesty coughed up blood, and even the imperial doctor was helpless. This will be the seventh prince has entered the palace to wait for the decree. Such a good opportunity, please make a decision as soon as possible. The guard replied.
Behind Sima Rui's hands, he secretly said that there is news pressing in the palace now, and he doesn't know the situation of his father and emperor outside, if he enters the palace Qingjun side under the banner of saving the driver at this moment. However, the teacher is famous, and he can count it in one fell swoop.
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger. Your Highness, please think again. The guard persuaded again.
Sima Rui thought about it, instead of spending it in the cracks like this, it is better to go out and make a Bo, maybe he can take the lead in this chaotic situation.
Sima Rui was cautious and ordered: "First of all, confirm whether the news in the palace is true. Secondly, count how many available people we have. In the end, the news was released that the seventh son of the emperor was rebellious and intended to rebel. ā
The guards responded and hurriedly exited the house to make arrangements.
Sima Rui's fists were clenched, and beads of sweat were pouring out of his palms. Such a moment made Sima Rui excited and worried.
On Qingjun's side, someone really brought a pillow just when he wanted to sleep.
After noon, the news in the palace could no longer be heard.
Sima Rui was even more suspicious, if it wasn't for his father's accident, why did they lock the news tightly. All of them lost contact with each other.
In the afternoon, news came that Sima Lie entered the palace to ask for peace but was blocked outside the palace gate.
The night is hazy and the full moon is in the sky.
Sima Rui's mansion was lined with soldiers in silver armor.
Sima Rui said loudly: "This king has received a secret report, his father is seriously ill, and the seventh son of the emperor, Sima Yan, intends to usurp the throne and seize power. ā
"Swear to follow Your Highness to the death. ā
"Swear to follow Your Highness to the death. ā
All the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices were loud, and they wanted to break through the sky.
Sima Rui, who was dressed in military uniform, drew the long sword at his waist, and the tip of the sword pointed at the sky. Said loudly: "Go." ā
At this time, Sima Rui was extremely excited, and after tonight, he would be the king of the high.
You don't have to be careful to guess anyone's mind to live your life anymore.
In the past, he was attached to the former prince, and he suffered a lot of ridicule and white eyes.
"Who?" shouted the palace guard.
Sima Rui, dressed in military uniform, walked out of the shadows.
The guard saluted and said: "It turned out to be the Third Highness, but the palace gate has been keyed, if Your Highness has something, come back tomorrow." ā
Sima Rui sneered: "There are priorities, how can there be no one by my father's side now?"
The second monk of the guard replied puzzledly: "Your Highness the Seventh, you are staying in the palace today." ā
Sima Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Don't blame this king for being ruthless if you dare to stop it again." ā
The guard said: "Where the duty lies, please also ask Your Highness to understand the difficulties of your subordinates." ā
Sima Yan was about to speak, when a sharp arrow with the sound of breaking through the air had already plunged into the guard's chest.
The guard looked blankly at his chest and fell straight down.
I didn't understand what was going on, but my life was gone.
Then there was the roar that shook the sky, the sound of fighting, and the warm and fishy-sweet blood stained the ground outside the palace gate.
Sima Rui licked the blood on the tip of the knife, with bloodthirsty *** in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, it's not good, the third prince intends to rebel and bring people into the palace. On the way to the imperial study, please take care of the dragon body and move to the harem to avoid it for a while. The eunuch knelt down in a panic and persuaded.
Sima Chu's spirit has become more and more poor recently, and he finally closed his eyes and wanted to squint for a moment, but he was woken up by the eunuch's shrill voice.
Long Yan said angrily: "What? rebellion, who gave him so much courage. ā
Gonggong Li hurriedly waited for Sima Chu to change his clothes, and comforted: "The matter has not been clarified yet, Your Majesty must not be angry, the dragon body is important." ā
Sima Chu said in a deep voice: "You don't have to be a good person when you look at things. Sima Rui, the rebel, I am not dead now, so I am so impatient to replace him? What does it mean that I haven't figured it out yet? Is it necessary to wait for this rebel to put the sword on my neck? ā
"Come on, mobilize the palace guards and go to stop Sima Rui. Be sure to bring me this rebel. Sima Chu commanded sharply.
"Yes! It's just that if His Royal Highness resists stubbornly, what should his subordinates do?"
Sima Chu said four words in a deep voice: "Don't kill it." ā
Sima Chu pondered for a moment, thinking that the thief would capture the king first, and then summoned the shadow guard to order Sima Rui to be captured alive.
He had to ask this rebel well, who gave him the courage to rebel?
The moonlight was bright, shining on the palace walls with a cold light.
The sound of the fight faded away, except for the thick smell of blood in the air.
The night was too quiet. There was not even the sound of insects and frogs, and there was a deathly silence.
This Forbidden City with red walls and golden tiles, how many souls have been locked...
Tonight, the river of blood is just a new color to the red wall.
In the chaos, Sima Rui held a sword in his hand and moved forward bravely, and there was a man who could not be braved, because a little further forward was the supreme throne.
It seemed to be covered with a layer of blood in front of him, and everything seemed so unreal.
In the crowd of fighting, the shadow guard found Sima Rui, quietly leaned forward, and knocked Sima Rui out of the excitement with a knife.
The soldiers who had lost their backbone were in an instant disarray in front of the guards who surrounded them.
Sima Ruiqingjun's sweet dream, after accompanying the lives of so many government soldiers and dead soldiers, came and went as quickly as a summer rainstorm. I can't set off the slightest wind and waves.
Tomorrow's sun rises as usual, and the Forbidden City is still the Forbidden City. It's just that the color is more translucent, and that's the effect of blood.
Sima Rui's actions are like a summer breeze, blowing through but leaving no trace.
There was cold water poured on his head, Sima Rui shook his head and breathed heavily.
When I raised my eyes, I saw His Majesty, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and was not angry and arrogant, his father.
"You're not... Are you dead?" Sima Rui muttered subconsciously.
Sima Chu's face turned pale: "Do you wish I had died, so that I could inherit my country?" ā
Only then did Sima Rui react, it turned out that all this was a bureau.
And he was so stupid that he didn't know anything.