Chapter Twenty-Six: The Death of the Book of Letters
"Wen Shangshu, why is this?"
"Your Majesty, Weichen is old and has a son, this only bloodline was killed by a thief, and there are no bones left, Your Majesty wants to be the master of the old minister!"
"Wen Shangshu, the state has national law, since your son signed the certificate of life and death, life and death have their own destiny. ”
"Your Majesty, the old minister has done his best all his life, loyal to the country, and now he is old enough to have a son, but he died tragically, since His Majesty can not administer justice for the minister, then let the old minister die, in order to thank the emperor. After speaking, I saw that Wen Shangshu really stood up, and slammed into it like a dragon pillar.
"Bold!" The middle-aged man stood up, waved his hand in the air, and an invisible fluctuation held Wen Shangshu up.
"The country has its own laws, if anyone can break it, then this law can be used, Wen Shangshu, I really see that you are really old. At this moment, the middle-aged man was full of anger, and a royal majesty was fully displayed, wandering in the palace.
"Weichen is confused, Your Majesty forgives you!" Wen Shangshu was angry when he saw the lord of the big face, if he forced him to die again, he was afraid that it would backfire and cause his relatives to be robbed.
"Hmph, you stand down!" the middle-aged man said with a wave of his sleeve.
"Yes, Wechen retired. As if he had lost his soul, he turned around and walked slowly to the door.
And unconsciously, Wen Shangshu has changed his name for himself.
"Alright, you guys also step down!"
Yunyang retired. ”
Wechen retired. ”
Immediately, the two also retreated from the Golden Palace.
"Your Majesty, this Wen Shangshu has broken his bloodline, and he may want to do something like a dog jumping off the wall. On the side, He Lao, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.
"A mediocre old minister, who spoils his son on weekdays, first see if he has any changes. ”
"Yes!"
... Outside the gate of the Golden Palace, Yan Qingxuan saluted Song Chi.
"Thank you, Lord Song!"
"The princess doesn't have to be like this, Weichen just told the truth, not a lie. ”
"It is the blessing of Dayan to have Lord Song!" Yan Qingxuan smiled slightly and said.
"Princess Miao Zan, Weichen doesn't dare to be, and it is the duty of Weichen to be conscientious. ”
Yan Qingxuan nodded and said, "Then, Lord Song Yunyang will leave first!"
"The princess walks slowly. ”
......
The next day, when he was having dinner, he learned that Yan Qingxuan was going to retreat for a few days.
Moreover, Yan Qingxuan left a message asking him not to leave the house as much as possible.
And Bai Yi didn't think about where he went, but he had something big to do today.
At this time, there was a gloomy aura in the sky above Dayan's capital, thousands of miles of black clouds, splitting the wind and roaring, and the dragon roaring.
In the capital, there are also staggered conspiracies and tricks.
... I saw that in the attic private room, several people were chattering.
"Your Highness, the old minister's child is dying so tragically now, you want to avenge the old minister!" At this time, Wen Shangshu was even more sad, as if he was more than ten years old overnight, with white hair and blank eyes.
"Wen Shangshu, you get up first. Seeing that haggard appearance, Yan Zixuan was also a little helpless.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, the old minister has been wholeheartedly supporting His Highness all these years, and now he has even lost his last bloodline, Your Highness.... Two lines of tears flowed down, and Wen Shangshu in his twilight years was really grief-stricken at this time.
"Wen Shangshu, it's not that this king has no intention of helping, it's just that this case was decided by my father, how dare we disobey. Although Yan Zixuan also sympathized with him, he couldn't help it.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you so unwilling to help?" Seeing that the eldest prince who had been supported for many years was like this, it really chilled his heart, and he really had a desolate feeling of birds hiding their bows and rabbits dying and dogs cooking.
"Wen Shangshu, I only complain that your son is too conceited, and what kind of life and death certificate he signed, he is really self-inflicted, pampered and arrogant. Yan Zixuan saw that this Wen Shangshu was aggressive, and immediately became a little angry.
"Haha, hahahaha...!" After hearing this, Wen Shangshu slowly got up, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Then, I saw him dragging his weak body away slowly, his face full of sadness.
"Big brother, we really don't want to help him?" On the side, the second prince who followed him suddenly asked.
"Don't you see it? This time, my father was not biased in Wen Shangshu, which shows that this is my father's original intention, and if this king goes against his father's will and gives people a handle, then he will really bring about his own destruction. Yan Zixuan stood with his hands in his hands, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said.
"But with this Wenshang book, we have lost a lot of help in the court. ”
"If this king doesn't give up on him, my father will give up on me, what do you think, what choice should this king make?" Yan Zixuan smiled coldly and said.
"...!" Yan Ziyuan nodded and did not argue.
At this time, Wen Shangshu, who had a dead face, met another person.
"Wen Shangshu, Wen Shangshu!"
Hearing the shout, Wen Shangshu, who woke up from the confusion, saw the person clearly, and Shi Li said: "It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince." ”
"Why does Wen Shangshu look like this?"
"Haha... His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince forgave his sins, and the old minister retired first. Wen Shangshu, who had nothing to love, gave a gift and said.
"Hey, Wen Shang is slow, why rush back, come on, have a drink, and then relieve your sorrows. Seeing this, Yan Ziyin said with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Shangben had no intention of drinking, but was helplessly persuaded by him again and again, so he could only follow him into the deep private room.
"Come on, Lord Shangshu, have a drink first. With that, Yan Ziyin poured him a glass of spirits.
'Gollum, Gollum!'
A glass of spirits was in his arms, and the scorching heat soaked all the veins around his body, and Wen Shangshu, who was in pain, drank a few glasses one after another.
was about to drink again, but was stopped by Yan Ziyin: "Hey, Lord Shangshu, why is this, as the saying goes, a drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows, this wine can't really solve the grudge in my heart!"
"Haha, hahahaha...!" Hearing this, Wen Shangshu choked up again, leaving tears in the corners of his eyes.
When Yan Ziyin saw this scene, he immediately chuckled and said, "Lord Shangshu, I think it's because of his son's displeasure!"
Wen Shangshu closed his eyes tightly and did not answer.
"Alas, I want Lord Shangshu to do his best for that Yan Zixuan all these years, and he has worked hard to support him, but now, he is unwilling to help, which makes people feel cold!"
"Your Highness, don't say it again, don't say it again. After hearing this, Wen Shangshu immediately exclaimed bitterly.
"Lord Shangshu, don't worry, don't worry, although Yan Zixuan's guy is ungrateful, but I, Yan Ziyin, can't see the old man in such pain!"
Wen Shangshu has been in officialdom for many years, how could he not hear Yan Ziyin's voice: "What does Your Highness mean by this?"
"Naturally, I want to avenge the loss of my son for the eldest man, how can I let the murderer get away with it?" Yan Ziyin said righteously.
"This, this, Your Highness is really willing to kill that thief for the old minister? When Wen Shangshu heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, but he wanted to say something.
"Of course, since you can't do it on the surface, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, it will be the time when that kid dies. Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Yan Ziyin's eyes, that day in front of everyone, he was nakedly slapped and lost face, and he couldn't calm his grievances if he didn't kill Bai Yi.
The most important thing is that this trial was taken away by Yan Ziyu, who was regarded as a waste in his eyes, how could he be willing in his heart.
"Your Highness is an old minister this time, I don't think you will do that dangerous thing for no reason, right?" Wen Shangshu put a glass of wine into his throat, and then asked expressionlessly.
"What does Wen Shangshu think?"
"This needs His Highness to make it clear, the old minister doesn't want to owe people a favor in vain. "Just abandoned by Yan Zixuan, this Yan Ziyin is willing to risk angering the emperor's life, how can he not have a clue.
"Oh, is it? Isn't it that Lord Shangshu doesn't want to take revenge? Your son died so tragically, but it's a pity that the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and no one dared to go forward to plead, even if your father didn't favor you, he has done his best for the country for many years, and I am afraid that it will be uncomfortable to come to Lord Shangshu!"
Yan Ziyin's words stabbed Wen Shangshu's heart.
I saw him holding the jade cup tightly, and then his face sank, and he made up his mind, and said: "If Your Highness can avenge the old minister, the old minister is willing to follow His Highness to the death and never regret it." ”
"Good, good, good!" Yan Ziyin shouted three times with a smile, lifted the jade pot in his hand, and poured wine.
"Here, Lord Shangshu, cheers!"
"!" Wen Shangshu looked at Yan Ziyin, and finally drank it all.
"Lord Shangshu, the enmity of his son is the enmity of this prince, and he will take that kid's life tonight. ”
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Hearing this promise, Wen Shangshu immediately knelt down and saluted.
"Hey, why do you have to be like this, since everyone is in the same boat, your business is the prince's business. Yan Ziyin immediately helped him up, smiled slightly, and said.
Wen Shangshu nodded, and his heart was moved for a while.
"Okay, this prince is discussing something important with Lord Shangshu. As he spoke, Yan Ziyin leaned into Wen Shangshu's ear and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, Wen Shangshu exclaimed in surprise, his face froze, and his body trembled slightly: "What!"
"Why should Lord Shangshu be excited, since others are unrighteous, you don't have to show mercy, just wait for the arrangement of this prince when the time comes. Yan Ziyin was not surprised at all by his panicked appearance.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, this!" At this moment, Wen Shangshu's heart was pounding, obviously this matter was not small.
"What, Lord Shangshu regrets it? rest assured, everything is in charge of the prince, and you will definitely ensure that your whole family is safe. Seeing this, Yan Ziyin showed an imperceptible arc smile and said.
Wen Shangshu naturally heard the implication of the words, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Then, the old minister retired first, and waited for news from His Highness." ”
"Lord Shangshu, go slowly. ”
Immediately, I saw Wen Shangshu staggering out as if he had lost his soul.
After a few breaths, another person in the room suddenly said, "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that Wenshang Shu will leak out?"
"Hmph, don't worry, he doesn't have the guts, besides, someone is looking at him!" Yan Ziyin picked up the wine glass and drank the spirits in one gulp, his face full of joy.
"Qianjin, arrange it to go down and slaughter that kid tonight. ”
"Yes, Your Highness. ”
Then, the two people in the room left through the secret door.