If Yang Qi was here, he would definitely look at Chen Lin in amazement, and said in amazement, "The culprit is actually you?" ”

Why did Yang Qi say that?

Because this is related to the inheritance of the throne of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family.

Those who have carefully studied the inheritance of the imperial throne of the Northern Song Dynasty will definitely find a strange thing.

That's three generations and stops.

Whether it is Zhao Kuangyin or Zhao Guangyi, no matter who finally ascends the throne, it will be three generations.

In the third generation, he could not give birth to a son, so he could only choose another side branch.

The so-called abnormal things must have demons.

This strange thing, which is almost a curse, is definitely deliberately done by someone.

It's just that later historians searched all the classics of the Northern Song Dynasty and didn't find a reason.

So this matter is like an unsolved case, which has been hanging in the history books.

Of course, in today's Northern Song Dynasty, except for Yang Qi, no one knows about this.

As for why even Zhao Kuangyin's line suffered in the end, it may be that there is a problem with Chen Lin's successor.

Therefore, whether it is Zhao Guangyi, who is lying on the kang in anger, or Zhao Defang, who is standing on the edge of the kang with a hideous face and a sense of revenge, no one realizes the horror of Chen Lin, a eunuch.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Chen Lin is not a gentleman, but he can endure more than a gentleman, and he has endured it all his life.

"Poof~"

Black blood kept coming out of Zhao Guangyi's mouth like a fountain, and Zhao Guangyi was frightened and tried to block the black blood coming out of his mouth with his two hands, but no matter how he blocked it, he couldn't stop it.

Zhao Guangyi raised his blood-stained hand, pointed at Zhao Defang, and said resentfully: "You...... You poisoned me......"

Zhao Defang's eyes were full of revenge pleasure, he stared at Zhao Guangyi, who was spitting blood bubbles in his mouth, and laughed in a low voice: "I've waited too long for this day, I can't wait for you to die immediately." But I will never learn from you and use these indiscriminate methods. ”

Chen Lin stepped forward, stared at Zhao Guangyi with a smile, and said: "The poison is under the slave maid, the slave is a lowly eunuch, and it is most suitable to do this kind of indiscriminate thing." ”

"You ......"

Zhao Guangyi stared at the two of them with a look of despair.

"Poof~"

Spit out a mouthful of reverse blood again, Zhao Guangyi already felt that his life was passing quickly, and he suddenly pounced on Zhao Defang in horror, "Save me, I don't want to die...... As long as you save my life, when I return to Bianjing, I will return the throne to you...... Save ......"

Zhao Defang let Zhao Guangyi's blood-covered hands grab the placket of his clothes, and he asked coldly: "Did you kill my father?" ”

This is a proposition that ruins reputation and is easy to lose his life, how could Zhao Guangyi admit it.

His face was covered with blood, and he looked at Zhao Defang miserably, "Imperial nephew, imperial nephew!" I am your own uncle, your father is my own brother, and since your grandfather died, he has treated me as if he had done to you, how could I kill him?

The reason why the imperial brother passed the throne to me was because he was afraid that you would be too young, and that after you ascended the throne, the ministers would be unstable and the tragedy of the Chenqiao Mutiny would be repeated. That's why in the presence of your grandmother, you made an edict and passed the throne to me.

I also promised the royal brother that when I die, I will pass the throne to you.

Such an alternation can ensure the long-term stability of my Zhao family.

This is all the good intentions of your father and your grandmother.

How can you suspect my own uncle because of the words of a woman who lusts for power?

My surname is Zhao, and your surname is Zhao, and we have the same blood flowing in our bodies. ”

Zhao Guangyi's words were so affectionate that Zhao Defang almost believed it.

If it weren't for Chen Lin reminding him behind his back, "Eighth Prince, don't be deceived by his clever words, don't forget how your imperial brother died." ”

Zhao Defang reacted immediately, he stared at Zhao Guangyi angrily, "You lied to me, if that's the case, then why did you force my imperial brother to death?" ”

Zhao Guangyi vomited blood and struggled: "Emperor Dezhao's nephew was forced to commit suicide because of rumors. I had the heart to save him, but I didn't have time. His death really has nothing to do with me.

Imperial nephew, killing the king is a great crime, you must not do such a thing as a relative's bitter enemy.

Since your father and grandmother established the rule of the alternation of thrones, the alternation of thrones in my Great Song Dynasty has never seen blood.

If you commit the act of killing the king today, if all future generations will follow suit, how will you deal with yourself? ”

Zhao Guangyi's words can be said to be full of demagogy.

Zhao Defang's temperament is also soft, and his ears are softer.

To be precise, the second generation of the Zhao family has a soft temperament.

Whether it is Zhao Defang or Zhao Guangyi's sons.

Zhao Guangyi's affectionate explanation made Zhao Defang's heart shake.

Zhao Guangyi also seemed to see that Zhao Defang was struggling in his heart, and he hit the railroad while it was hot: "Imperial nephew, my body is getting worse day by day, and I am about to die." I can make an edict, and when I die, the throne will pass to you.

However, I can't die now, this time I crusaded against the Liao State and returned defeated, whether it was the court or the people, it must be the people's resentment boiling.

If it is not handled properly, it will repeat the tragedy of the group of heroes competing for the deer.

You are too young to handle these things, and when I finish dealing with them, I will definitely pass the throne to you. ”

Zhao Guangyi's self-proclaimed continuous changes can be seen in Zhao Guangyi's inner fluctuations at this moment.

Hearing Zhao Guangyi's words, Zhao Defang struggled even more in his heart.

Chen Lin shouted anxiously on the side, "Eighth Prince, now that the matter has come to this, you have no other choice." Once Zhao Guangyi is allowed to go back alive, he will punish you. Do not listen to his slander and deception. Otherwise, you will definitely follow in the footsteps of your royal brother. ”

"But ......"

Zhao Defang was still very hesitant, he looked at Zhao Guangyi, and then at Chen Lin.

Zhao Guangyi felt that his life was passing quickly, and he exclaimed: "Emperor Defang's nephew, quickly help you call the imperial doctor, once I die in Tongtai Pass, it will be too late." ”

Zhao Defang frowned, looking embarrassed.

Chen Lin gritted his teeth, stepped forward in hatred of iron, he forcibly pulled Zhao Guangyi's hand from Zhao Defang's collar and threw him on the firekang.

"Eighth prince, the slave maid said, you don't have a choice. What the slave maid gave Zhao Guangyi was a poison newly developed by the medicine storehouse, and there was no antidote. So Zhao Guangyi will definitely die.

The stink of the children's army, the slaves and maids have reported it. The children's army promised the first emperor to help him keep the promise of the country, and the slaves and maids also did it.

Whether you want this throne or not, it has nothing to do with the slaves and maids.

Zhao Guangyi must die! ”

"This, this, this ......"

Zhao Defang's hands trembled, he didn't know what to say, and his face was full of panic.

When Zhao Guangyi heard Chen Lin's words, he finally despaired, and the words that bewitched Zhao Defang in his belly had disappeared cleanly, replaced by a strong desire to live.

"Help!"

"Help! Help me! ”

Zhao Guangyi mustered up all his strength and struggled to the death.

He threw himself on the edge of the kang and shouted loudly.

Zhao Defang was taken aback.

He screamed and took two steps back.

Chen Lin stubbornly blocked in front of Zhao Guangyi, no matter how Zhao Guangyi called for help, he was unmoved.

"Poof~"

The poison is completely onset.

Zhao Guangyi's life slowly came to an end, and he spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, splashing all over Chen Lin's cheeks.

Chen Lin didn't move, and he didn't wipe the blood on his face, he just looked at Zhao Guangyi quietly, watched Zhao Guangyi dying and struggling, and watched Zhao Guangyi die in despair.

It's like when he crawled in the cellar and watched his father's children's army die of poison.

"I ......"

Zhao Guangyi wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, so he fell on the edge of the fire.

"Spare ...... Spare ......"

Zhao Guangyi used his last strength and raised his hand, wanting to grab Zhao Defang and tell Zhao Defang something.

But in the end, it's just two words.

"Uh~"

A mouthful of mud blood surged up again, but this time Zhao Guangyi did not squirt out, but rushed to his throat, blocking his throat and making him swallow his last breath.

Zhao Guangyi tilted his head and died of anger.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Chen Lin smiled, his smile looked very gloomy, but it was full of cheerful taste.

He stepped forward and stretched out two fingers to probe Zhao Guangyi's neck, smiling even more heartily.

It was the thrill of revenge.

After enduring it for more than ten years, he finally took revenge.

"Zhao Guangyi is dead......"

Chen Lin turned his head and whispered happily to Zhao Defang.

"Puff~"

Zhao Defang collapsed to the ground in fright, as if someone had drained the strength of his body.

Before Zhao Guangyi died, he was always eager to let Zhao Guangyi die.

But now that Zhao Guangyi died under his own plan, Zhao Defang not only did not feel joy, but was shrouded in fear all over his body.

Fighting for the throne is not just about killing Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Guangyi had eight sons, although one was demoted to a commoner because of Yang Qi, and one was killed by Yang Qi.

However, there were still six sons who had legal inheritance.

Zhao Defang, the orphan of the former emperor, has the smallest inheritance qualifications.

Coupled with the fact that he carries the name of killing the monarch on his back, the qualifications for inheritance are even smaller.

The reason why this situation was formed was because there were not many civil and military generals in his hands who sincerely followed him.

And after learning that he killed the king, what would the military generals of Wenchen do to him?

The generals are okay to say that as long as they are given enough benefits, they can be on his side.

But the ministers are different.

As a monarch killer, those civil servants who advertise themselves as virtuous ministers will never allow him to ascend to the throne.

What to do?

What to do?

At the critical moment, Zhao Defang discovered that the only person he could rely on at present seemed to be Yang Yansi.

Zhao Defang trembled and got up from the ground and exclaimed, "Quick! Bring the body of the imperial uncle to find Yang Yansi. ”

However.

It's late.

The master of the instrument prison outside the door of Zhao Guangyi's room, although he was killed by the Zamahe warriors with poison.

But in this empty Tongtai Pass, Zhao Guangyi's screams and roars when he was dying still alarmed many people.

Before Zhao Defang could set up Zhao Guangyi's body, a quarrel sounded outside the door.

"Get out of the way of the old man!"

"Without an order, I will not obey my fate."

“……”

"You are Yang Yansi's personal guard, but now you have taken over Your Majesty's business, does Yang Yansi want to rebel?"

"This matter has nothing to do with the Tiger Marquis, we are just acting on orders."

“……”

"If you have the ability, you can kill the old man, otherwise you will let the door open to the old man."

“……”

Zhao Defang heard it clearly, and it was Zhao Pu's voice that was shouted loudly by the Zamahe warriors outside the door.

For a while, Zhao Defang couldn't care about Zhao Guangyi's corpse, so he was so anxious that he circled around the room, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

Chen Lin looked at the impatient Zhao Defang, sighed, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

In short, Chen Lin despised Zhao Defang's leftists in his heart.

Yang Qi now controls all the military power in Tongtai Pass, which is equivalent to controlling everyone's life and death.

Zhao Defang and Yang Qi have reached an agreement, which means that he also controls the life and death of these people in disguise.

As long as Zhao Defang stabilizes his mind, takes out the power of the emperor, and kills one or two of him ruthlessly, others will inevitably vote for Zhao Defang in order to protect themselves.

And this time Zhao Guangyi traveled, almost all the important ministers in the court were taken with him.

As long as Zhao Defang recovers these important ministers by thunderous means, the resistance to his ascension to the throne and emperor will be reduced by half.

When the time comes, after returning to Beijing, he will promise heavy profits and win over Jiangmen to take refuge in himself.

Then Zhao Defang's throne will be secure.

It's a pity that Zhao Defang doesn't seem to have the consciousness to be the master.

only thought about killing Zhao Guangyi, but didn't think about how to deal with the aftermath and how to plan for the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

Chen Lin now has a big revenge, and all his utilitarian heart is gone, and he has no heart to teach Zhao Defang how to be smart.

"Bang~"

Zhao Defang was anxious and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a countermeasure.

Zhao Pu relied on his old body and threatened with his life to break open the door.

The civil and military officials rushed in after Zhao Pu.

Seeing the scene in the room, Zhao Pu and the others were completely stunned.

Zhao Defang stood there stunned, Chen Lin stood calmly on the edge of the kang, Zhao Guangyi crawled on the kang, blood sprinkled all over him.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Pu, who was the first to react, wailed, and pounced on Zhao Guangyi.

Other civil and military officials also wailed and pounced on Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Pu raised his hand to probe and helped Zhao Guangyi's body to lie down in grief.

He burst into tears, looked up to the sky and sighed, "Your Majesty has died......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The officials burst into tears.

Zhao Pu stood up suddenly, pointed at Zhao Defang, who was stunned, and roared: "You murderer of the king and uncle!" The old man fought with you! ”

Zhao Pu rushed up and punched and kicked Zhao Defang.

Immediately afterwards, the other officials also stood up, rushed in front of Zhao Defang, and began to fight.

Zhao Defang squatted on the ground like an angry bag, let others kick and beat, and didn't even dare to return his hand.

Not only did he not dare to fight back, but he also wailed and shouted: "Uncle Huang was killed by Chen Lin, it was killed by Chen Lin, and it has nothing to do with this king, and it has nothing to do with this king......"

The officials suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Lin.

Chen Lin sighed again, not knowing whether to lament Zhao Defang's incompetence or his fate to be impermanent.

Chen Lin calmly looked at the officials who were looking at him, and said lightly: "Zhao Guangyi was indeed poisoned by me. ”

Zhao Pu stared at Chen Lin and snorted coldly, "Go to two people, take Chen Lin down to the old man." ”

After dropping this sentence, Zhao Pu and the others continued to beat Zhao Defang.

Seeing this, Zhao Defang almost didn't cry to death.

I didn't kill people, so why did you beat me?

However, Chen Lin knew better than him why these people beat him instead of himself.

Zhao Guangyi's death marked the end of a dynasty and the beginning of a dynasty.

The replacement of the throne has always been a battlefield in the pursuit of power.

The one who wins, with the identity of the minister of the dragon, is added to the knighthood

Those who lose will never recover.

Chen Lin is just an insignificant figure, and the real key is still in Zhao Defang.