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The lights in the Son of Heaven's bedroom were dim, and it seemed to be a little dimmer than before.

The class outside the door stood upright, and none of the attendants on duty at night could not see it, which added a bit of coldness.

"Your Highness is here?"

Hearing the reply, the queen sitting in front of the couch of the Son of Heaven was a little surprised, and turned her head to look at the emperor on the couch, her expression was a little complicated and a little relieved under the dim light.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Fang Bocong walked forward quickly, with a burst of cold air.

The queen stepped out from behind the curtain.

"What's wrong with Majesty?" Fang Bocong asked without caring about Shi Li.

The queen looked at him and stopped.

The attendants on the side immediately retreated.

"It's been so long, why are you still the same as when Prince Xuanwen had an accident." The queen said.

Fang Bocong was stunned.

Is it the same as when the sixth brother had an accident and asked in public whether King Huaihui was murdered, or is it the same as refusing the queen to let him let go of the sixth brother and leave the palace?

The former refers to his courage and resourcefulness in risk, and the latter refers to his self-determination and self-inflicted hardship.

In short, they don't approve of him coming to the palace.

"Isn't it the same for the mother?" He said, "The mother still has to protect the child. ”

Just like when the sixth brother had an accident, she rushed to stop her words as soon as possible, so as to avoid becoming the target of the public.

The queen smiled too.

"But the sons have always acted according to their duties and hearts, and they are open and fearless." Fang Bocong said, saluting again.

Even if he doesn't come to the palace, the emperor will die. Will there be fewer of those rumors?

There will always be no shortage of rumors, so bother.

The queen looked at him.

"Your Majesty is awake." She said.

Fang Bocong raised his head in astonishment.

Not dead. Are you awake?

That should be a good thing. But......

He looked at the queen's dark expression under the dim light, and his face became solemn.

How did the emperor get sick? The concubine murdered Concubine An, King Huaihui was killed by thunder when he wanted to intercede, and then so many things happened, and now the concubine is crazy, King Huaihui is dead, Gao Lingbo is dead, and Chen Shao is dead. The sixth brother died, the queen mother was imprisoned, the queen was in charge of the harem, and the former king of Jin'an County became the crown prince, such a change, the emperor may accept it?

And he is still the emperor now, whether it is the queen or the crown prince, the emperor decides, and the comatose emperor may not be cared about by everyone. But an emperor who has woken up is different.

"Your Majesty just opened her eyes." The queen said in a low voice, looking up at Fang Bocong. "Perhaps, Hongu is wrong."

Fang Bocong looked at the queen.

The queen said that it could be that she was wrong, and the emperor could not wake up.

He looked around the hall, this Son of Heaven's bedroom said that it was the Son of Heaven's bedroom, in fact, it could also be said to be the queen's bedroom, not only here, but the entire harem was already under the control of the queen.

As soon as the palace gate is closed, who lives and who dies, the queen alone has the final say.

In fact, they don't need this emperor anymore.

The comatose emperor doesn't need it, and the sober emperor doesn't need it, because it is a sober emperor who holds the power of life and death.

Can a sober emperor soberly accept reality? Can you not anger them who seem to be benefiting at this time? Can you bear to have the power to be divided between the crown prince and the queen? Can it withstand the impact of all kinds of short and long-term waves?

Too much uncertainty anymore.

And once one of the above things happens, the only thing that awaits them is a dead end.

"We can't afford to lose." The queen whispered, turning her head to look back, and behind the layers of curtains was the couch of the Son of Heaven.

So the best outcome is that the emperor never wakes up, this is the most foolproof.

"What about candlelight axes." The queen said in a low voice, looking at Fang Bocong, "Do you still want to be forced to be the king of Yanyi?" ”

The atmosphere in the room froze, and the already dim candle flame became even more uncertain.

The few attendants struggled to stick themselves into the darkness.

"Erchen wants to see His Majesty." Fang Bocong said.

The queen looked at him, and Fang Bocong also looked at her.

"Have you thought about it?" The queen looked at him, "It's better not to see than to look." ”

Fang Bocong nodded, raised his feet and stepped forward, and the queen lowered her gaze sideways.

The curtain was even darker after that, and Fang Bocong walked in and cast a large shadow covering the emperor on the couch, and he couldn't see the description clearly.

"Raise the lamp." He said.

A lamp was raised.

"Again." Fang Bocong said.

Two lamps, three lamps were raised, and the front of the couch became bright.

Fang Bocong knelt down in front of the couch and looked at the emperor on it.

The Emperor's eyes were closed, and his complexion was morbidly sallow, as if it was no different from before.

"陛xià." Fang Bocong called.

The Emperor's eyelids moved, and they slowly opened.

"Majesty!" Fang Bocong raised his voice and shouted, and the person also leaned forward.

The Emperor's eyes were closed again.

"Take the lights off some." Fang Bocong said immediately.

The two chamberlains hurriedly stepped back from the couch, and the light at the head of the bed dimmed a little.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Bocong.

"陛xià." Fang Bocong shouted again, with a bit of anticipation, "Do you recognize who the minister is?" ”

The Emperor's eyes were a little confused, and his lips moved, and he let out a dry mute sound.

"Your Majesty, I'm Wei Lang." Fang Bocong looked at him and stretched out his hand to hold the emperor's arm, "Your Majesty, it's Wei Lang." ”

The Emperor watched as his confused eyes gradually condensed, and opened his mouth, but still only let out a meaningless dry hiss.

"Majesty!"

Fang Bocong raised his voice suddenly, lowered his head at the same time, and watched the emperor's arm slowly raise and stretch out to himself, he subconsciously reached out and held the emperor's hand.

Dry hands that are much older than they really are.

The old hand trembled and grasped the young, slender and smooth hand.

"Ahh The Emperor said.

Finally made a sound, Fang Bocong reached out and held the emperor's hand with his other hand, and put it on a whimper.

"Someone." He looked up and shouted. "Doctor Chuan!"

The queen, who was standing outside the curtain, turned her head sharply.

Fang Bocong stood up.

"Passing on the Imperial Doctor." He said again. The voice is loud. "Biography Zhang Chun, Yan Zhao, Lin Ze, Biography Hanlin."

With his voice, the lights in the hall seemed to become brighter, the curtain in front of the couch had been opened, Fang Bocong stood there, and the candlelight pulled his figure even higher.

The queen sighed softly and hurried towards the couch.

"陛xià." She raised her hand to hide her face and choked up, kneeling down

The lights in Old Lady Zhang's room came on.

"Old lady."

The old servant hurried in. looked at the old lady Zhang who was dressed up and said in a low voice.

"People in the palace."

can call open the door of Zhang's house in the middle of the night, and there is no one else in the palace except for the palace.

Old lady Zhang nodded.

"It doesn't matter." "It's not too late." ”

Before his words fell, he heard the sound of footsteps outside, and the old lady Zhang and the old servant looked over in surprise, and saw a girl in a shirt with loose hair standing outside the door, and her face was pale under the light of the lantern on the door.

"Old lady." She said in a trembling voice.

"Banqin, it's not your lady's business." The old servant hurriedly said. "Don't worry."

The girl leaned on the door and sat down on her knees.

Old lady Zhang's expression was gloomy.

"The emperor has something, and it's not a good thing for her." He said.

The relieved girl raised her head suddenly. Kneeling and walking a few steps, his face frightened.

"No, no." The old servant hurriedly said, "Old lady, it's not the emperor who has something, it's the emperor who has woken up." ”

The emperor woke up?

Old lady Zhang looked at the old servant in astonishment.

"Yes, the emperor is awake." The old servant whispered again.

Old lady Zhang looked down and looked at the girl.

"Then, your lady is fine for the time being." He said, looking out again, frowning slightly, "That's not a good thing for him." ”

She refers to Cheng Jianniang in the first sentence, and who is he referring to in the second sentence?

The girl wiped her tears indiscriminately and flashed a trace of doubt.

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The sky gradually brightened, and the forbidden army on duty outside the imperial city found that the officials in front of the palace gate seemed to be much earlier than in the past, but this is also very understandable, last night the palace gate was opened, and the attendants went in and out, and a few other important ministers entered the palace in the middle of the night, this kind of thing must not be hidden.

"How is the Emperor's Majesty?" An official whispered.

"Okay, right?" An official replied in a low voice.

"How can Da Xing be so quiet? It's time for the bell and drum tower to ring. Another official whispered.

"What's the fuss in the middle of the night? Seven or eight ministers were called in. ”

"Is it the Queen? Is it the crown prince? ”

"Don't be funny, how is it possible."

"I think something must have happened to His Majesty, but I'm afraid that my condition will worsen, and it's hard to say it at night, so I'll wait for the day to announce it."

Or even if it's already in the night, it should be delayed until the daylight is in front of people.

The courtiers speculated and speculated, and the morning bell rang and the palace door finally opened.

Today is the Great Imperial Meeting, hundreds of officials gathered in the main hall, although there are imperial historians walking back and forth, but there is still a faint buzzing of discussions, as the appearance of the prince is more and more delayed, this buzzing sound is even greater.

On the other side, in the palace of the Son of Heaven, Zhang Chun and several other important ministers were there, looking at Fang Bocong with a little tiredness.

"Your Highness, do you really want to do this?" A courtier took a few steps closer and asked in a low voice.

Fang Bocong nodded.

"Lone has been waiting for this day, and finally it has arrived." He said, looking back.

The emperor was lying on a soft sedan chair behind him, his eyes slightly open, and he seemed a little unstudied.

"Please go to court." Fang Bocong bowed and said loudly.

Seeing him like this, the other courtiers also hurriedly bowed down.

"Please go to court."

When they saw the soft sedan chair carrying the emperor into the court hall with the sound of music, the courtiers were a little surprised, but more relieved.

It seems that the emperor is not what they imagined, but they didn't think much about it, they all thought that this was to appease people's hearts, so they deliberately let the emperor come to the court.

But when they saw that the crown prince was not standing on the palace as before, but standing in front of the courtiers, everyone was a little surprised. But I still didn't think much of it. felt that this was just the respect that the crown prince gave to the emperor. Just as the crown prince would read the recital to the emperor, it is not difficult to give respect to a comatose emperor.

Until the crown prince bowed down and led his ministers to salute the emperor, the music stopped, and the voice of congratulating Sheng'an settled, and when the inner servant announced his body, a trembling voice sounded in the hall.

"Ping."

Hoarse, dry, and some muffled voices, in the quiet hall like thunder fell on the ears of the courtiers.

Some people lose their voices, some people lose their temper. Everyone looked at the high platform in the hall and looked at the emperor with his eyes open on the soft sedan chair.

The emperor is awake! The emperor is awake!

The courtiers suddenly became chaotic, and the reprimands of the imperial historians did not work, some cried and some laughed, and finally the courtiers knelt down and shouted long live.

A sound of long live came to the face, making the whole body numb.

This is the dizzying and obsessive right of the Son of Heaven, sit in that position, enjoy the worship of everyone, once you have tasted this taste, can you still give up lightly?

After the kneeling courtiers were excited. The gaze looked ahead, and all the courtiers bowed down. The crown prince standing is particularly conspicuous, in stark contrast to the emperor sitting on the high platform.

The emperor on the soft sedan chair slowly raised his hand, and the attendant on the side hurriedly bowed forward.

"Say." The emperor spat out a single word.

The courtiers had calmed down, and they could see clearly that although the emperor was awake, his body was still stiff, and he could only raise his hand and blink, and the words seemed to be only one word.

"Your Majesty has something to say." The chamberlain loudly conveyed the emperor's will.

The courtiers saluted again.

"I."

"Sick."

Lowered his head and listened to the emperor pop out two words, although there were only two words, but it was clear to the courtiers that the emperor's consciousness was clear.

A drunk person doesn't know he's drunk, and a crazy and stupid person doesn't know he's crazy and stupid.

A person who can know that he is sick is a sick person, but he is a sober patient.

Sober, does the emperor know how the earth-shaking changes are now?

The courtiers raised their heads with complicated expressions, and their eyes fell on the prince again.

This is not the crown prince elected by the emperor, how will the sober emperor treat him?

The originally chaotic court suddenly quieted down.

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In the palace of the Son of Heaven, the queen sat upright, her expression a little blank.

"Niangniang, don't worry." Concubine An, who was pacing back and forth, stopped and said, "It must be fine." ”

"It's okay to have something, but not all of them die in the end." The queen said, "Hongu just doesn't like this feeling. ”

"What does it feel?" Concubine An asked.

"The feeling of waiting." The queen said.

Her voice fell, and there was a jumble of footsteps outside.

"Mother." A team of chamberlains walked in and saluted the queen, "Your Majesty asked me to fetch the jade seal." ”

The emperor was in a coma, and the crown prince was in charge of the country, but the jade seal was still in the hands of the queen.

Now that the emperor is sober, it's time for the jade seal to be returned to its true owner.

The queen closed her eyes slightly, opened them again, and raised her hand.

The waiter on the side hurriedly turned around and went in, and came out with the jade seal in his hand.

The attendant who came stretched out his hand to take it, and gave a salute and withdrew.

Concubine An couldn't help but chase out, holding on to the door and watching the attendants gradually walk away.

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The jade seal was held high and sent to the emperor under the gaze of the courtiers.

The emperor's gaze looked at the jade seal.

"I."

He uttered a word.

"Sick."

"Your Majesty's dragon body will definitely be healed." Some courtiers shouted loudly, bowing down to salute.

The quiet court hall was suddenly full of congratulations again.

When the voices subsided, the Emperor raised his hand.

The chamberlain immediately held the jade seal, and the emperor's hand touched the jade seal.

The Son of Heaven finally regained his rights.

The hall fell silent.

What was the first thing the Son of Heaven did when he got his power?

All eyes were on the emperor's hand.

It seemed to be a blink of an eye, and it seemed that after a long time, the emperor's hand slowly raised and pointed in one direction.

The eyes of the crowd also looked over.

Prince.

The emperor pointed to the crown prince.

"Come on."

The Emperor said.

Fang Bocong looked at the emperor, bowed indifferently, raised his feet and took a few steps forward and bowed.

"Come on." The Emperor said again.

Fang Bocong was stunned for a moment, then raised his foot again, stopped three or four steps before the emperor, and saluted again.

"Come on." The emperor still said.

Fang Bocong stepped forward again, this time until he was in front of the emperor, and he knelt down in his clothes.

"Take it." The emperor said, pushing the jade seal in his hand.

Take!

The sound of gasps sounded in the main hall.

Inner Zen! It's Inner Zen! Inner Zen!

Fang Bocong looked at the emperor with a look of surprise, disbelief and excitement.

The emperor looked at him, and his stiff hand pushed the jade seal again.

"Wei."

"Lang."

He said.

"Take it."

"Okay."

Fang Bocong stretched out his hand and raised it high, leaning over and kowtowing heavily.

"Obey."

"Emperor Taishang Shengming!"

Zhang Chun said loudly, bowing down and kneeling.

With him kneeling, the courtiers knelt down one after another.

"Emperor Taishang Shengming!"

"Emperor Taishang Shengming!"

Looking up again, he saw Fang Bocong taking the jade seal.

"Long live Your Majesty."

"Long live Your Majesty."

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"Inner Zen?"

The news spread throughout the city like a wind, and spread to all parts of the city with the gallop of stagecoaches.

"I really didn't expect that His Majesty would actually be able to meditate."

The restaurants and tea shops in the capital are noisy, and none of them talk about it anymore.

"This prince is really lucky, this time, his reputation is clear."

"I didn't expect that Prince Wei would dare to invite His Majesty to the court, and I thought I was ...... last night."

If the emperor is in a big way, he can talk about what happened last night casually, but now and in the future, there is nothing to say.

Someone laughed.

"What's not to dare to do."

The few people in the scattered seats looked over and saw that a young man in a cloak stood up, his hood covering his face and making it difficult to see his face, and everyone's eyes were not on his face, but on his armpits.

Two crutches were supporting his body.

But after saying this, he turned around and walked slowly out, and did not speak again.

The people sitting here didn't care anymore and continued to laugh and chat.

“…… When is the enthronement set? ”

“… It won't take long, right? It's definitely a year ago. ”

The sound of crutches stumbling on the ground interrupted their laughter.

The sound of crutches came out of the door and stopped.

"Of course he dared, and now he has become a possibility." He said slowly, looking back into the room, "Does the Emperor have any other choice?" The emperor is not a fool, rather than a fish dying and the net is broken, it is better to change to a stable one for the rest of his life. ”

When he said this, he looked out again, and there were people coming and going on the street.

"It's nothing to dare to be the emperor, if he dares to canonize the queen, he is really daring."

Dare to let a seriously ill and barely sober emperor go to court, do you dare to canonize a living dead as the queen?

Do you dare?

His hands clenched his crutches, and his muscles flared up.

Do you dare!

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5,000 words, but ~~~~(>_