August 15, the night of the full moon. It is said that whoever does things tonight will be like the moon in the sky and will get a happy ending.

Wei Zhongxian summoned Gu Bingqian in the mansion.

Gu Bingqian is a former cabinet chief assistant and is now a scholar. He was supposed to return to his hometown of Kunshan to retire, but for some reason he did not leave Beijing, and Wei Zhongxian was now hesitant and had to summon the former first strategist.

See Nine Thousand Years Old. Is 9,000 years old always good? Gu Bingqian is already old, but his speech is still clear.

"Yi'an, can you know the situation of the DPRK recently?" Wei Zhongxian had already been dizzy by Zhu Youzhen's accession to the throne, and he had no intention of having anything to do with Gu Bingqian.

"The Imperial Bureau? Recently, the emperor has not been in the court, and there is no major event in the court, is it the emperor's ......" is worthy of being the former first assistant, Gu Bingqian's thinking is still very sharp.

The emperor is terminally ill, and it is no secret now, and there is no need for Wei Zhongxian to hide it from Gu Bingqian, "Yi'an, you say, once this emperor is a hundred years later, who will inherit the unification?" ”

"Nine thousand years old means ......" Gu Bingqian didn't know Wei Zhongxian's thoughts, so he didn't dare to assert lightly.

"There are only you and me here, Yi'an doesn't have to worry about it." Wei Zhongxian frowned, he used to particularly appreciate Gu Bingqian's "plan and move, and strike later", but today, Wei Zhongxian was very disgusted with Gu Bingqian's desire to speak and be ashamed.

Gu Bingqian leaned back on the chair, "Since this is the case, then Yi'an will be bold." ”

"Tell me who's going to be in charge." Wei Zhongxian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, the emperor could make a big move at any time, and until now, he had not decided who to support.

"King Xin is the most suitable candidate, it's just ......" Gu Bingqian knew Wei Zhongxian's jealousy of Zhu Youzhen.

"Just what? Don't drag your feet. Wei Zhongxian was annoyed, it was already the moment when "a blind man rode a blind horse, and he was on the abyss in the middle of the night", and Gu Bingqian still had this virtue.

"Is there a candidate in the heart of the nine thousand years old?" Gu Bingqian tentatively.

"Don't be wordy, our family is asking you." Wei Zhongxian's brows furrowed even deeper, Gu Bingqian was already old, maybe he shouldn't have come to him to discuss such an important matter. But who can you look for if you don't look for him? Tian Ergeng and Cui Chengxiu looked for it, but they all refused.

Gu Bingqian sat upright on the chair, "I wonder if the nine thousand years old agree to let King Xin rule?" ”

"He? If he is in charge, I am afraid that my generation will suffer - even if you are Lord Gu, you may not be able to die well. ”

"That nine thousand years old is going to be chosen among the clans?" Gu Bingqian frowned inadvertently.

Wei Zhongxian said quietly: "Does Yi'an think it is feasible? ”

"No." This time, Gu Bingqian flatly refused, "There may be disputes between clans because of this." ”

Wei Zhongxian was quite unremitting: "The clan has no power and no power, what kind of disputes can arise?" ”

"Nine thousand years old, if there is a dispute between the clan, I'm afraid it's not in the court." Gu Bingqian squinted his eyes, "The ministers all hope that they have the merit of supporting the army, and I am afraid that the chaos will continue to the army." Nine thousand years old, wouldn't the Donglin Party who controlled the army at that time want to make a comeback? ”

"It won't be so strict, right?" Wei Zhongxian had the least confidence in the army, he raised his eyebrows and stared at Gu Bingqian's eyes.

"Nine thousand years old, even if it doesn't continue to the army, I'm afraid it won't be easy to pass the court." Gu Bingqian drooped his old eyes, "Nine thousand years old, do you still remember that Emperor Wanli did not go to court?" ”

"Yi'an is saying that the foreign minister will prevent the election of a king in the clan?"

"Yes, nine thousand years old. The Ming Dynasty was governed by Confucianism. The establishment of the elder is not young, the grandparents are not established, and the relatives are not sparse, which has long been deeply ingrained in people's hearts. ”

"Speaking of intimacy, there are some more intimate candidates in our family." Wei Zhongxian leaned forward, "There are some women in the harem who are pregnant, but they are the emperor's own flesh and blood. ”

"Nine thousand years old, the child in this woman's womb, which minister will admit it? Besides, if the child is not born, who knows if it is a boy or a girl? Who knows if you will be born safely? Who knows if you'll be able to grow to adulthood? Gu Bingqian scolded him, this Wei Zhongxian, where did you take the ** medicine today?

Wei Zhongxian sighed, leaning his whole body on the back of the chair, "Yi'an, is it really impossible to do anything?" ”

Gu Bingqian closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

"However, King Xin inherited the throne, and my generation has no physiology." Wei Zhongxian still didn't give up.

Gu Bingqian saw that Wei Zhongxian had no determination and courage to rebel at all, he was just about the same as himself, he needed power, like now, there was no power of moderation. "Nine thousand years old, one time, one time. If the king really inherits the throne, it is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Wei Zhongxian raised his head, his eyes full of anticipation: "Yi'an means ......"

"Whoever becomes an emperor is the same, he has to face a piece that can never be finished." Gu Bingqian felt that he had already made a tribute, and he was honored to exert his spare heat for Wei Zhongxian.

"Ikan is saying ......"

"Nine thousand years old mobilized officials from all over the country, no matter how big or small, there were many concerts, and the emperor was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat, sleep, and, and he would handle government affairs independently? Besides, King Shin is young, and it is the age of playfulness, if you collect a few more stunning beauties......"

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......" Wei Zhongxian looked up to the sky and laughed, "It really deserves to be the former first assistant, Yi'an's words made our family suddenly." ”

"Nine thousand years old......" Gu Bingqian's words had not yet been finished, and he was very dissatisfied that Wei Zhongxian interrupted his train of thought.

"If you talk to Yi'an, our family will have no worries." Wei Zhongxian was in high spirits, and his waist was also straightened.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youxiao's body became heavier and heavier.

Zhang Yan was worried that Zhu Youxiao might leave at any time, she didn't dare to leave Zhu Youxiao for half a step, so she took a nap by Zhu Youxiao's bed when she was sleepy.

On the afternoon of August 22, Zhang Yan couldn't support it anymore, so she had to leave Zhu Youxiao's dormitory and go to lie down on the bed in the Zhaoren Hall in the east, where she wanted to sleep well.

In the evening, Zhu Youxiao finally exhausted the last moment of his life, and a trace of wandering spirit ran away from the bridge. Zhang Yan was on the bed of Zhaoren Hall at this time, and dreamed that Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters, succeeded to the throne.

The little eunuch in the palace secretly reported to Wei Zhongxian, and Wei Zhongxian immediately turned over and dressed and rushed to the Qianqing Palace.

Zhang Yan was still in her dream, she was so tired that she slept for more than ten hours.

Wei Zhongxian immediately blocked the Qianqing Palace, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, and Zhang Yan was also trapped in the Qianqing Palace.

Zhang Yan came to Zhu Youxiao's dormitory, Zhu Youxiao had stopped breathing, and his face was covered with a royal yellow silk. Zhang Yan ignored the little eunuch's stopping, she gently lifted the corner of the yellow silk - Zhu Youxiao did die.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhang Yan is free, but she can't leave the Qianqing Palace, and the news of the emperor's death can't be sent. She curled up weakly on the recliner, and at this moment, she felt particularly helpless: King Xin, where are you?

"The Queen." A shrill voice in the darkness interrupted Zhang Yan's musings.

"Xu Yingyuan?" Zhang Yan then remembered that there was a eunuch in the Qianqing Palace, "Do you have a way to send the news of the emperor's death?" ”

"Queen Mother, the message has been sent." Xu Yingyuan was almost close to Zhang Yan's ear.

"That's good......" The stone in Zhang Yan's heart fell to the ground, and she gradually fell asleep on the recliner again.

At dawn, the ministers all got the news of the emperor's death, and the entire Jingshi was simply in a mess. Zhu Youzhen, who got the information, immediately entered the city from the Fenwu camp and returned to the palace of King Xin.

Outside the Qianqing Palace, there was a lot of people. The hot-tempered Donglin party members were eager to smash the palace wall.

Wei Zhongxian curled helplessly in a corner of the Qianqing Palace.

He no longer opposes Zhu Youzhen's succession to the unification, or rather, he is no longer able to oppose Zhu Youzhen's succession to the unification.

Among the cronies he recently summoned were civil servants, military attachés, and executioners who specialized in killing people, but they all refused.

Tian Ergeng and Cui Chengxiu are his righteous sons, although Gu Bingqian did not worship him as his godfather because he was older than him, but Gu Bingqian's son worshiped him as his godfather, and he was actually his adopted son. These three people are people he absolutely trusts.

Tian Ergeng and Cui Chengxiu's refusal made him discouraged, and Gu Bingqian's words made him ignite new hope, even if this hope was self-deception.

He also couldn't understand why he didn't mourn for a long time.

Maybe it was to give the soon-to-be-enthroned King Shin a dismount, or maybe it was to show the courtiers his power in the inner palace, even if it was the last power.

"Nine thousand years old?" Zhu Youxiao's personal eunuch Wang Tiqian whispered to Wei Zhongxian.

"Dry? What time is it? Wei Zhongxian didn't move at all, only his upper and lower lips were closed.

"Back to nine thousand years old, it's already the hour, and it's about to turn the sky upside down outside." Wang Tiqian waited carefully for Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian had long heard the tide outside, and ignoring the opposing voices was a skill he had cultivated by Zhu Youxiao's side. "Where's the Queen? Take me to her. ”

"Yes, nine thousand years old." Wang Tiqian led Zhu Youzhen to the Zhaoren Palace.

"Slave Wei Zhongxian knocks on Niangniang." Wei Zhongxian's fat body fell in front of Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was startled, she got up from the recliner with a bone, and she didn't care about tidying up her messy clothes: "Wei Zhongxian, you ......"

Wei Zhongxian didn't raise his head, "Queen Mother, the emperor has died." ”

"Hongu already knows." Zhang Yan raised her neck and raised her head to the sky: "Wei Zhongxian, what do you mean by refusing to mourn?" ”

"How dare a slave not mourn?" Wei Zhongxian cried with a sad face, "The slave is waiting for the queen's will." ”

"Yizhi? Then why didn't you say it earlier? Zhang Yanxing's eyes widened.

"The slave saw that the queen mother was really hard to accompany the emperor every day, and he couldn't bear to wake up the mother." Wei Zhongxian sighed softly, he saw that Zhang Yan forgot that he was kneeling, and took the initiative to stand up.

"You ......" Zhang Yan was furious, but now is not the time to be angry, "Then the palace is here, now can you mourn?" ”

"I don't know if Niangniang's will has been drafted?"

"The palace has already been prepared, but the palace has to read it out to the civil and military officials." Zhang Yan didn't know what the hell Wei Zhongxian was doing.

"Then ask Niangniang to follow the old slave and go to open the main gate of the Qianqing Palace."

Wang Tiqian led the way, and Wei Zhongxian and Zhang Yan followed behind, walking towards the main gate of the Qianqing Palace. The three of them didn't say anything all the way, they all lowered their heads, thinking about their own thoughts.

"Open the door." Wang Tiqian conveyed the order to the little eunuch guarding the palace gate.

The little eunuch glanced at Wei Zhongxian, saw Wei Zhongxian nodding, and then opened the main door.

Wang Tiqian didn't dare to steal the limelight, he retreated slightly and fell behind; Zhang Yan is the queen, and it is inconvenient to show her face, so she hides in the inner side of the palace wall.

Wei Zhongxian patted the dust on his body and paced slowly. He walked all the way to the main entrance of the Qianqing Palace, facing the noisy civil and military officials, and then stood with his hands behind his back.

The sun was falling from behind the side, and his face was a little gloomy; The delicate autumn breeze gently blew through his slightly messy long hair. Except for his long hair, his body is relatively still.

Both the eunuchs and the Donglin Party stopped the noise. When Wei Zhongxian came out at this time, there must be something big to announce.