Chapter 61: Palace Change
When the day was about to dawn, Liao Qiu, who was still asleep, jumped "goodbye" in his heart, the dream was interrupted, he opened his eyes and saw that the sky was bright, and there was a little candlelight in the stove room, thinking that Xiao Yu had already risen. He put on his cloak and sat up, and went to the stove to look for him.
"Going out today?"
Xiao Yu was making breakfast, boiling millet porridge, steamed buns, pickles, and a plate of fried vegetables. It's all done, I was going to put it on the stove to heat it up, and I went out quietly, I didn't want Liao Qiu to wake up.
"Well, get out." Xiao Yu pulled Liao Qiuli over, stuffed him into his arms for a while, and then said slowly: "Don't go anywhere today, just stay in the house, you know?" β
"Okay."
He doesn't say why, and he doesn't ask.
When it was time to go out, Xiao Yu took off the jade pendant around his neck as usual and hung it around Liao Qiuli's neck.
"You wear it today. Go early and come back early. β
He stopped him and hung the jade pendant back up.
"Okay, I'll wear it today, and I'll come back at night to return you."
That's it. He walked away without looking back.
The fortune of the Qing Dynasty, the fortune of the prince, and Xiao Yu's retreat are all today.
The courtiers went to court as usual, and the emperor sat in court as usual, but today's Beigong Gate has changed. Starting from the North Palace Gate, the nine palace gates of Miyagi have changed.
In the Jinluan Palace, Prime Minister Zhang Cangshui was talking to the emperor about something, and the second prince came in, wearing a yellow robe, and leading a team of people behind him, all of whom were dressed in armor and had long knives around their waists. No swords are allowed in the Jinluan Palace, except for a very small number of generals who have received the emperor's grace, the rest of the people have committed such a taboo and are complicit in the crime.
Seeing this posture, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu reprimanded angrily on the spot: "Bold! With a knife in front of the emperor, the sin is complicit! Don't wait until you retreat! β
The second prince didn't speak, only snorted slightly, and a person behind him pulled out a long knife and slashed at the still gushing Ministry of Rites, and when the head hit the ground, his eyes were still rolling, and his mouth was still moving.
"Okay, don't go up and beg for death, he's here to rebel." The emperor sat on the dragon chair and smiled lazily, as if he was tired, tired of himself, and tired of his own species.
"Father, my sons and daughters have come to share your worries." The second prince wore a brand-new dragon robe, proud of the spring breeze, and full of ambition.
It is not necessary to share worries, but it is certain to force the palace. The best ending is that the emperor abdicates on the spot, and from then on he will be a leisurely emperor, and he can't do it if he can't make a fool of his grandson, and he still has to get out of the palace and become a monk.
"Who else? The third, the fifth, the sixth? β
The fourth child didn't dare, his courage was only as big as a needle nose, and he didn't dare to go with the second child, and he didn't know if he was still alive at this time.
"Xiao Huai, you brought in the Japanese for this position, and you are not afraid of setting yourself on fire?"
The emperor's words were very slow and slow, chewing out word by word, and hiding a little pain for his son. It seems that there is still a glimmer of hope, counting on his son to say some decent reason, and not to charge towards power so unabashedly.
"Gao/Zu raised troops back then, and he couldn't resist it, didn't he also borrow troops from Hui, those who became big things were not informal, and the father and emperor should be clearer than his son!"
"Quench your thirst! You! The Emperor raised his hand to him and said no more.
"Father, please let your son succeed to the throne!"
"Father, please let your son succeed to the throne!!"
"Father, please let his sons succeed to the throne!!"
Exactly the same words, the second prince said it three times in a row!
The ministers were furious, and they were ready to sacrifice their lives to scold each other!
Xiao Yu stood up, stood in front of the second prince, and said lightly: "There is still a prince in the Qing Dynasty, what is the second highness going to do?" β
"Ask my father to pass it on to me. The prince has died in Chongyang Mansion, and the fourth child can't live, and there are only a few princes who have grown up, the third, the fifth, the sixth and I have the same heart, if this son doesn't give it to me, will it be difficult to return it to others? β
The second prince laughed as if he had heard some joke, and laughed with two tears.
"Not necessarily!"
"What's the matter, Uncle Huang seems to have a trick? Sue you, the nine-fold palace gate is already under the control of the nephew, if the nephew's wish is fulfilled today, it will be fine, otherwise ......"
Otherwise, you will all die together. Horizontal and vertical can pick another group of people, who else will not turn the same when the world leaves?
In the palace changes of the past dynasties, the most important thing is the palace gate, then the forbidden army, and then the imperial camp. He has these places firmly in his hands, who can turn the sky upside down?
"Father, the son begs you one last time - please let the son succeed to the throne!!"
The emperor didn't look at him, he simply closed his eyes, and out of sight was pure.
The second prince's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand to let the group of people behind him walk towards the throne, and the momentum seemed to drag the emperor down!
"Second Highness, turn back to the shore, stop at this time, Your Majesty can still leave you a whole corpse, hundreds of people in the palace, and those who are implicated, can still have a good death." Xiao Yu stopped in front of them and persuaded in a deep voice.
"Humph!" The second prince snorted lightly and said with a smile: "It seems that today's matter will not be done without blood." β
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people behind him rushed up and slaughtered the throne.
Xiao Yu shouted violently: "Bold! Where is Shi Zhenlun?! β
"The last general!" A man outside the hall came out in response.
"Mu Zhan!"
"The last general!" Another person.
"Li Henian!" One more person.
Xiao Yu called the names of ten people in a row. Ten people arrived. Of these ten people, nine are the palace guards, and one is the head of the imperial capital camp. Before the second prince launched the palace change, he communicated with them. These people were red-mouthed and white-toothed, saying that they were willing to die for His Highness, but in the end, they changed their minds in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the commander of the forbidden army standing next to the second prince immediately turned his gun towards the current master, and half of the team was escorting and half rebelling. The second prince became a loner in an instant. He looked around blankly with a white face. He couldn't figure out why it was so safe that it was a matter of nine out of ten, but why it suddenly changed.
Ascending will fall heavily, it seems that this fall is not light, the fall is not light, the fall has forgotten the identity, hissing and howling, tears exchange, worm-like rolling on the ground. What about the dragon species, lost their souls, fell down, fell off the shelf, and were inferior to mortals.
Someone soon came out and dragged the second prince down, ending a farce-style palace change.
Xiao Yu stood at the foot of the imperial stairs, his back covered with cold sweat. The thrill is not for outsiders, who knows the entanglements and complexities, intrigues and tricks here? When he knew the news, the undercurrent in the court had become the climate, and before the mountain rain was coming, there must be rumors, fortunately, the guards of the nine palace gates were not monolithic, and the benefits promised to them by the two princes needed to be cashed in afterwards, and there were always a few people who were not so bold who would worry about whether this benefit could really be exchanged for real money, and whether they would cross the river and demolish the bridge according to the two princes' black Cheng dΓΉ. After all, it's the one who even kills his own father and brother!
If there is one, there will inevitably be a second, Xiao Yu secretly sent people to find them one by one, looking for the weaknesses of these people, and they were hit with one poke. When the emperor uses people, he likes to use those who have weaknesses the most, so these ten people have their own weaknesses, or greedy for money, or love sex, or afraid of wives, and so on. There are harmless ones, and there are also those that can't be put on the table, and one is accurate. But there is also a problem here - the same weakness, he Xiao Yu can poke it, others will poke it the same, he will pinch the seven inches of these people, others will do the same, and see who pinched it more ruthlessly and in place. Whether it is more ruthless and in place than others, he is not necessarily sure.
So when he goes out during the day, he doesn't say where he's going, and he doesn't say goodbye. He is inseparable from that person, and he is inseparable from death. That being the case, there is nothing to say, he often goes out, tries to come back as often as possible, and if he can't come back, he selfishly hopes that he can remember him for the rest of his life.
Liao Qiuli really stayed in Ju'er Hutong all day, he was impetuous, he gave up halfway in everything he did, he couldn't look at the paintings, and he ate sloppy food. In the evening, there was a muffled sound in the door-Xiao Yu pushed the door in.
The big stone that was pressed on his heart fell to the ground, and he greeted it, and said usually: "You're back?" β
Xiao Yu put the bag of cherries he was carrying on the table, reached out to grab him, kissed him, hugged him for a while, and the rest of his life was over after the catastrophe, and the present world was really fine, so he responded softly: "Well, I'm back." β
Shen Wenzhao woke up in pain, and the pain from the fire in his back was burning, as if someone had sprinkled a layer of salty salt on his fleshy wound, killing him to death, but he couldn't open his eyes. He was temporarily suspicious that he had gone to the eighteenth layer of hell, and at this time he was going up the knife mountain or going down to the oil pot. There was a sound of voice in his ear, and he recognized one of the voices.
"It's been two days, why hasn't he woken up yet?!"
This is the prince who didn't make it.
"How do I know! I have said that I don't know how to treat people, only how to treat dogs, who asked you to insist that I treat him! β
Well, after hearing this, it's no wonder that the prince doesn't blow up!
The prince of the dynasty, the phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, how dare someone squeeze him like this! What a guts!
Shen Wenzhao couldn't open his eyes, his mind was spinning, he wanted to laugh, and he could only laugh in his head, and by the way, he thought about what the prince who blew up looked like.
I didn't think that the prince was silent, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Please help me take a look again, I can't leave this person!" β
You don't need to look, you can hear the prince's frustration and lowliness.
"You're waiting for milk! I can't leave this man! Besides, this man is male, and he has no milk for you! β
Shen Wenzhao almost laughed out loud, his throat moved, he choked on a mouthful of saliva, coughed lifelessly, coughed so much that a fire burned in his chest, and in addition to the pain, there was another breathless problem.
A pair of hands helped him up, and a mouth was put to his ear to call his name, and his voice sounded heartbroken and anxious, "Ziyu! Are you awake? βγ
The other hand slapped the other hand away, and the other voice came in, "Get up!" Get out of the way! He's hurt like tofu now, it's good if he doesn't die, I can't hear your heartbreak! Stay there and change you when you get better! βγ As he spoke, he snatched him away, holding him in one hand and feeding him medicine in the other.
After lying half-dead for more than ten days, Shen Wenzhao was completely out of the ghost gate.