Chapter 10: The Prince
In Ho Jingzhong, only one is surnamed Murong, a British government. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Yan Su squinted, "Taishi Murong Yong? ā
Han Xuan glanced at her and said quietly, "Guess, what did Murong Yong do when he entered the palace." ā
"Saintly proclaimed." Yan Su affirmed.
Yes, the Imperial City, which has been quiet for a year, has begun its black vortex again.
I saw Han Xuan enter the Shangshu Mansion in the North Lane. With a cautious heart, Yan Su took a carriage, went around in a circle, and returned to the imperial city. Han Xuan said that this time he would only stay for five days, and no more than seven days at most.
Words and steps into the Hongde Hall. The hall was filled with strong ambergris incense as always, and the atmosphere of silence forever shrouded the center of the imperial city. The difference is that the usually gentle emperor sat high at this time, and with just one glance, he noticed his lack of anger and self-authority. Yan Su lowered his head, just turned around, and wanted to go out. I was given a stern order and stopped.
"Walk, come here."
Yan Su had no choice but to slowly walk to Gao Zhen's side. Passing by the British Duke kneeling in the center, passing by the cliff that accompanied the attendants. They didn't seem to see her at all. Yansu's heart sank. She stood behind the shadow of the exalted.
"Murong, say it."
The emperor in the shadows, his usually mellow voice was very low at this time, as if the wind and rain were coming.
Murong Yong, the British Duke who knelt on His Majesty Dan, with a very calm look, but there was an obscurity of numbness and relief in his eyes, recounted a terrifying thing: "It was the eleventh year of Chenxi, and the king of Beiyi County went out on an expedition with 100,000 iron horsemen to fight against the fierce and turbulent army of the eighteen tribes of Ruan. Murong Yong licked his dry lips and wrung his hands uneasily, "Heh, I know, I have always known that at the beginning of his ascension to the throne of the Holy Lord, the King of Beiyi County supported you with all his might, he was loyal, but he was upright and inflexible, and when you fell in love with Fu Ying, he refused to marry Fu Ying on the grounds that he couldn't bear to leave his only daughter to leave him and enter the palace." The majestic British male, like a defeated rooster at this time, drooped, and his tone was slightly urgent, "You know, I have always liked Xue Jing, since she married you, I haven't been happy for a day, you like Fu Ying, you don't like her, and you are even haunted by Fu Ying." ā
Yan Su's face changed drastically.
Xue Jing is Empress Zhang's maiden name, she looked left and right at Shengshang and Yue Ya, and saw that the two of them were not surprised, and their faces were calm, as if Yan Su had misheard it just now. What surprised Yan Su even more was that Murong Yong was crying like a child as he was talking at this time.
He covered his face and lost his voice in pain, "I don't want to, he is the person I admire the most, when I saw him being hacked to death by a knife in the most turbulent stream, my heart was dripping blood, I can go to support him, but," Murong Yong shook his head, "It's too late, miss the best time." ā
"What were you thinking?" Ye Di Dao.
Murong Yong said dejectedly, "Thinking that Fu Yu is dead, you can monopolize the court and get Fu Ying, but Fu Ying will never threaten Xue Jing." He closed his eyes, burst into tears, and shouted sorry to the Fu family.
Emperor Ye has always been calm, almost abnormally quiet.
After the excited British Duke left. Yan Su stood on his toes numb, his palms were sweaty, and Gao Zhencai asked coldly, "Are you from the Jiangnan Wen family?" ā
Yan Su was taken aback and immediately knelt down, "Yes." ā
In front of this emperor, she did not dare to hide. She didn't understand why Gao Zhen would let her hear what she had just said.
"Twenty-one years ago," Gao Zhen paused, "that's what Murong Yong did just now, how much do you know?" ā
Yan traced many circles in his mind, and said bluntly, "Not much." ā
She thought, it seems that Gao Zhen knows the relationship between the Wen family and the Fu family. At the beginning, her maternal ancestor Wen Qian had three brothers and sisters, one of whom was Wen Huan, who helped Taizu to open the dynasty, and the former salt class was promoted by the Division, and the little sister Wen Ge, who no one knew, broke off with the Wen family and married Fu Yu, the king of Beiyi County, but unfortunately she died after giving birth to a daughter of Fu Ying, and few people know what kind of person the princess of Beiyi County is.
And all this can't be hidden from this supreme emperor of Daye.
Gao Zhen leaned back on the dragon chair wearily and waved his hand slightly.
Seeing this, he quietly went down. When I returned to my room, I broke out in a cold sweat. There is no danger, the emperor has long known her identity, and let her go in the huge imperial city, it seems that there is no danger for the time being.
The emperor's mind is very unpredictable, who knows that in the next second, she will become a victim between Daye and Ruan Fang. When her use value is gone, it is when she dies in this Daye Imperial City. Yan Su clenched his palms and frowned. No, it can't go on like this, she must let the emperor see her value, otherwise she is really worse than dead, and life and death are all controlled by others.
That night, Gao Zhen questioned Empress Zhang if he took advantage of Fu Ying's difficult birth to tell the story of the murder of the king of Beiyi County, which caused Concubine Shu to die of a bloody collapse.
Zhang Hou was slightly surprised, and he should admit it. The emperor was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away.
Yan Su knelt outside the hall, silently looking at Zhang Hou sad and smiling, the red dress spread on the ground, like a flame bird flying with wings, desperate and determined. She doesn't give any explanation.
She bowed her head. Whatever royal things are heard, and seen, they are deaf and blind. In the bottom of my heart, I was faintly sad for Gao Fan, born as a prince, in the whirlpool, and there was no peace in my life. She suddenly hoped that Gao Fan could fight for his share. With this thought, I can't stop fermenting and ...... Stubborn, demonic.
In the past few days, Yan Su was absent-minded, and Han Xuan was the first to find out. She talked to Yan Su in private.
"Why?"
The dazzling golden light hit Yan Su's amber eyes, making her squint and say lazily, "Last night, the Holy Lord summoned the sect member Ling Jingwang, do you know?" ā
Han Xuan was stunned for a moment, looking at Yan Su's look of not knowing what to think, she was a little annoyed, "I don't know." ā
A light suddenly gathered in her eyes, and she shot towards Han Xuan, "Waste Prince!" ā
Han Xuan's face changed drastically, like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body. stepped forward and looked at Yan Su and held her arm tightly, "True or false?" ā
At that time, Yan Su thought that Gao Zhen secretly met with the sect member Ling Gao Peng, the oldest and oldest senior in the clan, and proposed to abolish the crown prince and appoint the prince Fan as the crown prince. How do you know that Prince Jing is in the way, and he can't say anything, and he is righteous to Emperor Ye, and he counts the crisis after the abolition of the prince.
The words of the waiter next to him scolded the old man in his heart! said some nonsense, but I didn't expect to really persuade Gao Zhen, the iron-blooded emperor who defended the country. It shook his mind. He didn't say that he was going to abolish the prince.
Before Yan Su walked out of the Hongde Palace, he heard the crisp sound of smashing things inside, and knew that Gao Zhen was not satisfied with what Prince Jing said, but it was just because of the situation, or rather, because of the turbulent situation, after all, the battle with Xihu is impatient, and proposing to abolish the prince at this time will only exacerbate the harm.