Chapter 134: Enthronement

Xiao Che looked at the queen mother who was rushing away angrily, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, he really didn't have the courage to face his mother's angry eyes again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Until his mother left this heart cultivation hall, he still didn't say anything, but his whole body kept shaking.

Empress Dowager Sun left the Heart Cultivation Hall in a rage, and everyone outside the door was very curious about what happened between His Majesty and the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother actually made such a big fire when Her Majesty was critically ill.

A group of people entered the Heart Cultivation Hall and looked at the man lying on the dragon couch, his breath getting weaker and weaker, they were all shocked, according to this state, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Xiao Che to survive tonight.

Outside the hall, a cool breeze suddenly blew in, trembling when it blew on Xiao Che's body, Lin Peishan hurriedly ordered someone to close the door, Xiao Ling looked at the fourth brother who was languishing to such a point on the bed, and sighed slightly, and there was an inexplicable sense of loneliness in his heart for no reason.

He walked slowly to the hall, and at a glance saw the ninth brother standing among the princes and princes, mainly because Xiao Yan's temperament was too unique, and he didn't care about His Majesty's life and death at all, in his eyes, today's saint was just a yellow flower of tomorrow.

When Xiao Yan saw Xiao Ling, he nodded slightly to him and beckoned him over. Walking closer, Xiao Ling obviously noticed that the expression on Brother Jiu's face was still the same as usual, but there seemed to be a faint excitement in his eyes, although Brother Jiu hid it well, he still caught it. It seems that for this throne, Brother Jiu is determined to win.

Xiao Che sat on the dragon couch, got up slightly, and said a few words in the queen's ear, only to see the latter's face change greatly, looking at him with disbelief, and all he got was his gentle nod in response. Xiao Che waved his hand at her, motioned for her to stand back, coughed slightly, and everyone focused their eyes on him.

"I know you're all worried about my body, you all step back first, Lao Jiu, you stay, I have something to say to you." His voice was full of exhaustion, and it seemed that his time was really running out.

After speaking, he waved his hand at everyone, Lin Peishan saw that everyone still had a puzzled and confused look, and stood in place, her voice gradually raised, "Didn't you hear Your Majesty's words, all go out?" ā€

A group of princes, the prince reluctantly glanced at the thin man on the dragon couch, and left one after another, Lin Peishan looked at Xiao Che who was tired and pale on the couch, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine has retired." ā€

After she left. The hall of heart cultivation was silent again, only Xiao Yan remained, and Xiao Che and the two looked at each other.

Out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, a group of princes and princes stood on the corridor and gossiped, in an uproar.

"Your Majesty, how did you let Brother Jiu stay, is it Tuogu?"

"Seeing that the fourth brother's complexion is indeed extremely bad, it is estimated that this time Lao Jiu should be left for this matter."

"Thirteenth uncle, my father won't really want to ......"

"Well, most likely...... Wait and see. ā€

Listening to the discussions of the brothers, sons and nephews, Xiao Ling suddenly felt a little irritable, the fourth brother called all the brothers here tonight, thinking that it was really about to die. He robbed Brother Jiu's lover back then, it seems that Brother Jiu is obsessed, and today it is time to clear up these old things. It's just that everyone is brothers, is it necessary to break the blood flow for a woman's head?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling turned his head to look at Queen Lin Peishan who was standing in the corner, only to see that her expression was gloomy, her eyes gradually turned red, and her face was sad that could not be concealed.

Everyone knows in their hearts that at this time, the person summoned by His Majesty alone is either the person who will inherit the throne or the person who will entrust the orphan, in short, this person's status is very important in His Majesty's mind.

However, this person turned out to be Xiao Yan, the king of Nanchong, which really disappointed everyone, to say that although Xiao Yan grew up under the knees of the Empress Dowager Sun since he was a child, since the incident of Qingchuan nine years ago, the two brothers broke up, and everyone knows this very well.

In the past nine years, Xiao Yan has only returned to Chengdu once, and that is because of Empress Dowager Sun's 60th birthday. They don't understand how the person chosen by His Majesty to support Gu can be Xiao Yan, it is said that even if it is not Sun Shijie, the Seventh Prince, it should be Xiao Mo, the Seventh Prince, and Xiao Xian, the Thirteenth Prince, so it will not be Xiao Yan's turn.

Xiao Mo and Xiao Xian glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes, the two had been fighting for so many years, but they didn't expect that in the end, it was the snipe and the clam competing for the fisherman's profit, and they cheapened Lao Jiu for nothing.

At present, the crown prince of Shu is young, and the rest of the princes are less than ten years old, after Xiao Che dies, the person who trusts Gu will undoubtedly become the person in charge behind the scenes of Shu Kingdom. This temptation is too great, but Xiao Che was beyond everyone's expectations, and he actually met Xiao Yan at the end, what does this mean, everyone knows very well in their hearts.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Xiao Che propped up his body and said softly: "Old Jiu? ā€

When Xiao Yan heard this, he immediately stepped forward and saluted and responded: "Brother is here." ā€

Xiao Che smiled bitterly, propped up the bed with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Lao Jiu, now there are only two of you and me in this hall, do you still have to be so restrained?" ā€

Hearing his words, Xiao Yan's bowed body slowly lifted up, looking squarely at the man in front of him who could pinch him to death with one hand, but now has a weak breath. He took a step forward and said, "I don't know what Your Majesty has done to leave your courtiers alone?" ā€

"Hehe, with your ingenuity, can't you still guess my intentions?" Xiao Che looked at Xiao Yan, who was expressionless, and continued: "Naturally, I will discuss with you who will inherit this throne after I die. ā€

Xiao Yan lowered his head and pretended to be nervous: "Your Majesty is upright and in his prime, it seems a little early to talk about inheriting the throne now, besides, the princes are still young......

"Lao Jiu, it's all at this time, do you still want to say these polite words?" Xiao Che interrupted him with a loud voice, raised his eyebrows, and a trace of annoyance and bitterness flashed on his pale face, "I am asking you once, if I die, who will inherit the throne of this Great Shu?" ā€

"It stands to reason that it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Xiao Yan bowed and replied.

"Xiao Yan! You come over to me. Xiao Che pulled his throat, his tone couldn't help but raise a few beats, and the annoyance in his words was particularly obvious.

Xiao Yan slowly walked to his bed and sat down, staring at him with long narrow eyes, but his face was very respectful. The candle flame in the Heart Cultivation Hall flickered gently, and the half-light and half-dark light illuminated his face more and more hazy.

"I've already written my will." Xiao Che coughed a few times, pointed to the delicate and luxurious sandalwood box on the desk and said, "There is the name of the next emperor in there, Lao Jiu, don't you want to go and see whose name I wrote?" ā€

Xiao Yan's expression did not change in the slightest, his eyes did not look at the direction of the box, he sat quietly beside Xiao Che, motionless, and gradually his eyes slowly narrowed, but his lips hooked up an almost invisible arc, "Fourth brother, I don't need to read to know who you wrote?" ā€

This was the first time he had called Fourth Brother Xiao Che in so many years, and the latter took a heavy breath and said in a low voice, "Oh, who is it?" ā€

He stood up, looked condescendingly at the other party who was sluggish, opened his thin lips lightly, and slowly spit out two words: "Xiao Yan." ā€

Xiao Che was stunned and then burst out laughing, "Since you have already guessed that I wrote your name, you should understand the reason why I wrote you." ā€

Xiao Yanjun's face was calm at first, and then he glanced at the other party, "The fourth brother is afraid that if he passes the throne to Yuwen (the crown prince), he is afraid that he will not be able to sit in this position, just like the third brother back then, before he could inherit the throne, he died tragically." I want Xiuwen to sit in this position......"

He pointed to the dragon couch, and his voice was a little colder: "To let Xiuwen sit in this position, the first person to kill is me." But fourth brother, when you kill me again, you find that my climate has become a success, and you can't move me at all. ā€

"That's right, Lao Jiu Zhen still underestimated you after all, nine years, I didn't expect that you only used nine years to not only control the Suzaku and Xuanwu Second Army, but also the commander of the Qinglong Army, and even the strength in the court is not what it used to be. And these bystanders didn't even notice it. Xiao Che said as he raised his head to look directly at Xiao Yan in front of him, whose momentum suddenly increased.

"That's why the fourth brother thought of such a trick to retreat into advance, and wanted to use the throne to save your wife and children from being killed, let me keep your wife and children safe." Xiao Yan's eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he said coldly.

Xiao Che's pupils shrank, his complexion instantly weakened a little, he was silent, just shook his head gently, and then chuckled lightly for some reason, "Lao Jiu, your methods are indeed good, but you still guessed one thing wrong." I never thought of killing you, no, never, not even when I put you in prison and persecuted Harukawa. (To be continued.) )