The platform is a thousand strokes. But when it comes to fighting, he is just an incompetent literati after all.

Zhang Shenxian continued to talk bitterly to him about the destiny of heaven, trying to persuade him. He said: "It is also destiny for winter to go to spring. There are always trees that have to shed their leaves in autumn. ”

He is willing to be the yellow leaf that falls with the Great Tomb.

Yun Jian said: "It doesn't make sense, you know. ”

"If the leaves don't fall in autumn, then what is autumn called!" ”

The change of dynasties, if no one maintains the original dynasty, if it changes, let him change, then I am afraid that the word "dynasty" will not have any majesty. The world is a piece of loose sand, and you can walk any way. What kind of world is that? Nope!

He used his life not only to be martyred for the Great Tomb, but also to add weight to the new dynasty of Yunjian.

Yun Jian sighed for a while, and called for him to be tied down and beheaded.

People say: Destiny protects the new emperor. The assassin failed to touch the new emperor's hair, and the heavens made him fall.

Since it is the mandate of heaven to protect the cloud sword and corrupt the assassins. Then to kill the Taiyi is to comply with the will of heaven. There are others who want to assassinate in the future, and Shantai is their role model.

Before the execution of the company, a waiter presented him with pen and ink and asked him: Mr. has so many poems and essays in his life, do you want to leave a few sentences before he dies?

Yutai took the pen in his hand, pondered, raised his head and smiled: "I come and I go, why bother to leave words!" "As soon as you throw the pen, you will die calmly.

Later generations sighed.

Actually, when he holds the pen in his hand...... He saw a small boat, swinging leisurely.

The executioner raised his sword, his arm sank, and the wind passed through his neck.

Life is just a wind blowing.

Yun Jian led his troops to the north and besieged the capital. Send someone to spread the word to the second prince: If you surrender, you can also be a disobedient marquis.

The second prince thought it was too humorous, and actually laughed.

He asked Yunzhou what to do, as usual.

Ben Youniang was already hysterical at this time. She roared and accused Yun Zhou of colluding with Yun Jian to destroy the Great Tomb! Yunzhou should be taken and killed! He actually asked Yunzhou for a strategy?!

The second prince slapped the young lady of the class when he returned to his sleeves.

As a noble prince since he was a child, he has never beaten anyone with his own hands. He wants to fight and kill, and others will help him. This time I was really anxious, and I actually threw my hand out. He froze, feeling that his movements were not done well.

The young lady of the class was also stunned. She has suffered a lot, but it is all psychological, physical. I really haven't passed it yet...... If the punishment of standing and kneeling does not count.

This rough physical pain really calmed her down. A place of pain. It can make people forget the pain in another place. Ban Youniang felt that the pain in her heart was largely offset by the pain on her face.

Yun Zhou watched coldly at these people in a hurry.

She doesn't love them. She doesn't care about them. She stayed here to give advice, just wanting to gain a higher status in Yun Jian's heart. It didn't work out after all. Now it is the Lin Dynasty that divides a corner of the country in the east. If you want to talk about special status, it is also Lin Dai who is even more special.

And Lin Dai now lives a leisurely life. Yunzhou is facing the fate of being killed.

Fortunately, Yun Jian prepared a way for Yun Zhou to survive.

If the cloud sword soldiers besiege the capital. Ban Youniang still has to shout to kill Yunzhou. The second prince knew that he would die, and he might want to drag Yunzhou to die together.

Thankfully, Cloud Sword agreed to spare them their lives. Then needless to say, people also know. His sister Yunzhou can't be killed. Otherwise, Yun Jian might turn his face.

Yun Jian is obviously magnanimous, willing to give the life of the second prince and his wife, but in fact, even Yun Zhou is preserved.

Of course, if Yun Zhou was willing to go with him when he carried the coffin back to Beijing, then there was no need to worry about it now.

But at that time, if Yun Zhou also begged to go, the second prince would definitely not be at ease, and Yun Jian's plan did not go so smoothly.

So far, Yun Zhou herself can't say clearly: when she insisted on staying in Beijing, did she want to fight with Yun Jian, or did she want to sacrifice herself to help Yun Jian.

But these motivations are no longer important.

On February 13, the gate of the capital was opened from the inside, and the second prince was dressed in plain clothes, draped in his hair, lowered his head, and slowly dragged his steps out. followed by Ban Youniang, as well as civil and military officials.

The weather was not good that day. On the first day, it rained a little. The rain was light, quiet and cold. The second prince asked, "What if it rains again the next day?" Or do you want to postpone? ”

The eunuch next to him smiled and said, "Holy Lord! The whole world has sent it, do you still pay attention to this rain? ”

The second prince was speechless.

Their conversation is also recorded in the history books. Later generations will see this as the remarks of the faint king.

The king has lost his kingdom, just like a child has lost his parents. Who called him the Son of Heaven? All men were below him, and the heavens alone were above him. He didn't keep the country, he lost the world, he lost the mandate of heaven. Once the destiny of heaven has fallen, it should be as miserable as an orphan, and the level of loss of soul should not even be able to hear the thunder in the sky, and even the hail hitting the body! Only by showing this kind of grief can future generations nod their heads.

And the second prince cares? People criticized him with a sentence: "It's really heartless." ”

Thankfully, it didn't rain. Because the second prince went out of the city and surrendered, he was tired and cold, and fell ill that night. He was also afraid that Yun Jian would poison him, so he didn't even dare to drink the medicine. Yun Jian asked Yun Zhou, "Do you want to persuade him to drink?" ”

Yun Zhou said: "Why should I give him a drink? ”

Yun Jian said: "Whatever you want." ”

He was reading a book in front of the desk, leaning on the couch, bending one leg and the other leg casually resting on the couch. He wasn't wearing anything else, just a snow-colored robe. The hair is not tied with a crown, and it is troublesome, so it is just a hosta and a turban to tie it up.

The jade is jade, and the turban is also a green and pale yarn, which is lighter than the color of the hair, like the pine on the mountain stone at night, dark and swarthy, still with a pine background.

Only his hair was as black as night.

And his eyebrows, and his eyelashes.

The bridge of his nose is straight.

Yun Zhou wanted to reach out and stroke his hair.

The palace people came to send the prince's work.

The best pen, the best ink, on the best paper, trembling and writing: big, heaven, people.

It's such a bad handwriting, maybe someone still holds his hand before it can be written.

After all, the eldest brother is still young, and he is not a genius like Yun Jian.

Yun Jian still made him the crown prince.

The young grandmother fell into the clouds, and she was still ignorant, and she didn't know what was going on. Sometimes she was in a daze, she thought that she was in the war, and she didn't know when she was going to be raped and killed by the rebels, so scared that she screamed and woke up, it turned out that Yun Jian had rebelled, and she didn't know when she was going to be affected and was arrested by the court to divide the corpse of the five horses, so scared that she screamed again, this time she really woke up, it turned out that she was already in the palace, and became the master of the six palaces? She is fascinated by Dengdeng, joy is naturally joy, too much, beyond the limit of a heart can bear, floating in the green clouds, no one landed.

Is this true? I didn't tiptoe to the ground, after all, it didn't look like it! The young grandmother was confused, and suddenly stepped on a stone, and finally had a sense of reality. This stone was out of jealousy—she wasn't the first queen of Cloud Sword.

Although the eldest and youngest grandmother is the main room, after Yun Jian ascended the throne, the queen who enjoyed the world together was crowned a Keats queen.

At the time of the ceremony, the queen did not have a rouge face, only a set of dresses, and a spirit card.

for she is dead.

Wanliu had died among the snowy peaks of Xirong, under the blue sky.

Yun Jian promised to make her the queen, but fortunately she did not break her promise.

Wanliu first enjoyed the honor of ascending the throne, and only then did it take the turn of the young grandmother to enjoy the blessings. Why? Why? It's just a girl!

Why don't you call the young grandmother to sour and vinegar.

"She saved me. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today. I made a wish. Yun Jian explained to the eldest and young grandmother.

The eldest grandmother accepted it, and said very virtuously: "The concubine body should also be ...... Burn incense to Empress Keats in thanks. ”

A "sister" held back and was forced to change to the queen.

Originally, she was just a girl! The eldest and youngest grandmothers called her sister, and they all lifted her, and she wanted to humbly say "the blessing of the slave and maid". Now the young grandmother wants to kneel and sacrifice to her, the queen. Her tablet in the imperial ancestral hall is still placed in front of the young grandmother.

The acid can't be revealed, and the back intestine is choked, and the liver and intestines are damaged.

After the eldest and youngest grandmother became the queen, she became ill, often dizzy, unable to concentrate when listening to others, or unable to respond quickly.

Zhang Shenxian estimated that her days were short.

That's right. She should have had a short life! At the time of the Chinese New Year, as soon as Yunzhou made a move, she should have died, but it was Lin Dai who intervened, allowing her to live for a few more years.

Now this extra blessing is almost enjoyed!

But Yun Jian didn't want her to die.

She is not outstanding, but she is Yun Jian's wife. It is only natural for her to sit in the position of queen! If she dies, who will sit in it? Cloud Sword feels troublesome even when he thinks about it!

He set up a prince to stop the dispute with a fixed share, and also appease the heart of the young grandmother, and at the same time instructed Zhang Shenxian to find a way to ensure that the young grandmother lived for a few more years.

Li Tao wanted to talk all day long to comfort the young grandmother: "What a blessing it is to be able to sit as the queen." It was also the girl's cultivation in her previous life, otherwise how could she calculate it to get to this position? Heaven is it! Girls don't think too much, just nurture and nurture their eldest brothers. ”

These words are helpful, but they don't have the effect of rejuvenation. Zhang Shenxian came out of the horse, this is called life and death, flesh and bones.

He said to give a hexagram to the eldest and youngest grandmother and ask for a god. The young grandmother was indispensable, tilting her head in the curtain and listening to him messing around outside. The young grandmother was originally plump, but she was scared and thinner during the war, but now she has rebounded, more mellow than the original, more and more delicious and lazy, and has the demeanor of Mrs. Xie back then. Yun Jian was afraid that she would have the kind of sleeping sickness like Butterfly Xiaohua and Zhu Ying, so he called the doctor to check her pulse, but fortunately it was fine, so let her get fat. It doesn't matter if it's an eyesore. Anyway, Yun Jian didn't keep her here for her appearance, just to be a queen to plug other people's mouths.

What's more, the fat man's skin and flesh are crystal clear, white and red, and he is not ugly. It's much better than what kind of yellow muscle is thin. (To be continued......)