The palace Yilan Hall was brightly lit, and Feng Bao and Xia Guang were rarely serving together by the emperor's side.

Xia Guang still had a cold face, although Feng Bao was not smiling like a flower as usual, but he was not as cold as Xia Guang, but there was a little solemnity hidden in his smile.

The Emperor leaned back in a wide chair, his hands on his cheeks, his elbows resting on the back of the chair, his eyes slightly closed, his brows furrowed, and his face slightly pale.

Feng Bao held a cup of white porcelain, walked cautiously in front of the emperor, knelt down, and said, "Your Majesty, what was just presented below was prepared by Emperor Ling himself, Ling Hanxiang, do you want to have a drink?" ”

The Emperor slowly opened his eyes and glanced at them, "He concocted it?" He took a deep breath, "Then have a drink." ”

Feng Bao handed the porcelain cup over, the emperor sat up straight, took the wine cup, glanced at the clear liquid, and asked, "Is he here?" Where is it? ”

"I'm waiting outside the door."

"Then come in."

Feng Bao walked to the door of the hall and shouted "Prince Xuanling" in his sharp voice to go to the palace, and not long after, Yang Ling walked in from the outside, still the indifferent beautiful man, his expression was the same as usual, but as soon as he entered the hall, it inexplicably made people feel that the atmosphere in the hall was suddenly cold, and the air pressure dropped, so that people didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said, "You are here after all." ”

It seemed to be a tone that had been waiting for him for a long time.

Yang Ling stood in front of him, did not salute, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and said indifferently: "Yes." "It's indifferent, but it's a little cold.

The emperor suddenly raised his head and asked Xia Guang on the side, "What time is it?" ”

Xia Guang bowed and said, "Back to Your Majesty, it's already ugly." ”

"Oh, it's so late."

"Or rather, pretty early. It was almost dawn, and in an hour or two, it would be dawn. Yang Ling said.

"Dawn? Oh, too. It's been a long night, and it's going to be over again, and another day is coming. ”

The father and son seemed to be playing dumb riddles, saying incomprehensible things to each other.

The people serving in the temple did not dare to come out, and for a while there was no other sound except the voices of father and son.

When both of them stopped, the silence in the temple was so quiet that even a pin could be heard.

The emperor took a sip of Ling Hanxiang in the porcelain cup and sighed, "This wine is really good wine." ”

"You might as well drink more, there are not many good wines like this."

The emperor's eyes narrowed, revealing a sense of danger, but he tried his best to restrain himself, and the hand holding the white porcelain cup was bruised and trembled slightly, almost unable to hold the cup steadily.

He thought Yang Ling was insinuating something. But in fact, Yang Ling just told the truth. Xiao Bai left him Ling Hanxiang, and there was indeed not much left.

After a long time, the emperor drank the wine in the cup and said, "Pour me another glass." ”

Yang Ling picked up the wine jug on the table and filled his cup with wine personally, "There is still some time until dawn." I want to see something with Your Majesty first. ”

The emperor refused from the inside out, but he also seemed to understand that he could not refuse to refuse, so he didn't speak, just silently took another big sip of wine.

Yang Ling called "Ah Er", "Take it in." ”

Ah Er came in with a box, the mahogany box, the corners were wrapped with copper sheets, it looked very heavy, Ah Er put the box on the table, opened the lock, and slowly lifted the lid.

A smell of blood came to his nostrils, diluting the aroma of Ling Hanxiang's wine.

The emperor frowned, only glanced at it, and quickly put his face away.

In the box, there was a bloody human head, Rong Jiang's.

The Rong family's premier general, the leader of the younger generation, and one of the hopes for the future of the Rong family, Rong Jiang.

The emperor's feelings were very complicated. Being able to kill the important figures of the Rong family can be regarded as a problem in addition to his heart, but what Yang Ling wants to do, he also knows in his heart.

This is just the beginning.

This capital city may be in a bloody storm for some time to come.

"Your Majesty, Rong Jiang and Wei Gao, a strategist of Jiangnan Jingwangfu, conspired to rebel, last night, the two set up an ambush outside the city, wanting to intercept and kill the minister, and were killed by the minister, and now Wei Gao has confessed, and the confessor has also brought."

Yang Ling glanced at Ah Er, Ah Er immediately pulled out a stack of letters from his sleeve, Yang Ling took the letter and handed it to Feng Bao, who was closest to him, "Please take a look at it, Your Majesty." ”

Feng Bao took all the letters and presented them to the emperor one by one.

There are letters written by Wei Gao to Rong Value, as well as Wei Gao's confession, and Rong Value's letters to Wei Gao. The emperor didn't know Wei Gao's handwriting, but he still knew Rong Value's handwriting, and the letter from Rong Value to Wei Gao, he was sure that it was indeed from Rong Value's hand. Dancing God eBook

Such ironclad evidence is enough to determine the value of the crime. The emperor couldn't tell whether he was happy or emotional, this scene seemed familiar.

Yes, twenty years ago, the Wang family didn't have that. Rong Liang presented to him the letter of collusion between Wang Jianyu's father and son and Qiang Rong, and he relied on such "ironclad evidence" to convict the Wang family and beheaded the nine clans of the Wang family.

Xia Guang didn't say a word on the side, looking at it coldly, and Feng Bao also didn't say a word, pulling out those letters one by one and showing them to the emperor one by one.

The emperor's face became heavier and heavier, and his hands became more and more shaky.

Feng Bao finished displaying the letters one by one, put them all in the envelope, stacked them neatly, and stepped aside.

Yang Ling's expression was indifferent, and he said, "Your Majesty, please decide." ”

The emperor took a big sip of wine, put down the white porcelain cup, raised his head, and called out to a guard beside him, "Take someone to arrest me." ”

Yang Ling sneered lightly, "Your Majesty, plotting rebellion and raising the flag to rebel is a big crime of the Nine Clans." Isn't Your Majesty afraid that you will indulge the rebels and leave behind troubles? ”

His tone was soft, and there was no threat in his tone, but every word fell on the emperor's heart, like a knife.

The emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Xia Guang, the leader of the Xuanbei Ya is here." ”

Xia Guang responded respectfully, bowed down and went out, about a quarter of an hour later, the leader of the Beiya Praetorian Guard had not yet come, but Rong Wei came.

Rong Wei was naked, his upper body was naked, and he had thorns tied on his back, and he was guilty of thorns.

The guards outside came in and told the emperor, "Lord Rong is kneeling outside the palace." said that it was the guilt of the guilt. ”

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Yang Ling, who looked light, as if he hadn't heard the guard's words. The Emperor sighed lightly and waved his hand at the guards, "Let's take it." ”

The guards got the order and went out, and soon, there was a loud shout from Rong Wei outside, "Your Majesty, the Emperor begs you to see the minister, Your Majesty, the minister has something to say!" The minister has something to say! Your Majesty, you can't just listen to Yang Ling's words! Your Majesty, Yang Ling is the one with ill intentions! He's the one who wants to get your place! Your Majesty, Yang Ling's wolf ambition! ”

The sound faded away.

Yang Ling suddenly laughed and repeated in a faint voice: "Wolf ambition." There is nothing wrong with that. ”

The emperor glared at Yang Ling fiercely. Is he scolding him for being a wolf? This unfilial son!

The Emperor was angry, but he couldn't do anything about it now. He couldn't kill the Rong family, and he couldn't help Yang Ling, at this time, he suddenly felt that the so-called imperial power was just a joke, and he couldn't help anyone.

In an instant, he seemed to age a lot.

Yin Song, the leader of the Northern Ya Praetorian Guard, came in under the leadership of Xia Guang and bowed to the emperor, "Your Majesty." ”

"Hmm. Bring enough people and horses to escort all the people in Rong Value's family to the North Ya Prison. ”

Yin Song was a little stunned. Kyoto is a place where many secrets are hidden, but it is also a place where secrets cannot be hidden. What happened outside the city last night, the people in the city who should know about it are basically already aware. How the emperor decides, they can't actually guess. Now it is clear that the emperor is on the side of his son Yang Ling.

It's ridiculous to say. Yang Ling still has the surname Yang and refuses to change back to his original surname, but the emperor still stands by his side unconditionally.

"Yes, the minister."

Yin Song kowtowed, received the order, and hurried out of the temple.

As soon as Yin Song left, he saw a little eunuch hurriedly walk in, knelt on his knees, and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong is outside, ask to see Your Majesty." ”

What should come, will always come.

Yang Ling lifted the wine jug on the table, poured another glass of wine into the emperor's cup, lifted the corners of his mouth, and said, "Your Majesty, this wine is not bad, right?" ”

The emperor had a bitter smile and said, "Yes, it's good wine." He took a sip of the cup, squinted, looked at the kneeling little eunuch, and said, "Let the concubine go back and take good care of Xiao Wu, she hasn't woken up yet." ”

The little eunuch resigned, got up, went out, and after a while, he came back again, still kneeling on his knees, "Your Majesty, the noble concubine asked to see you, and she said that if you don't see you, then she has been kneeling outside." ”

"She likes to kneel, so let's kneel."

The emperor's expression was gloomy, "Then let her kneel." If she doesn't even want her daughter anymore. ”

Many years ago, he was even more ruthless than he is now. Yang Ling thought of his mother who died tragically in the cold palace, and a little chill oozed from his heart.

After the little eunuch went out, he never came back. It's silent outside.

An hour later, Yin Song came back, there was still a faint smell of blood on his body, and reported to the emperor that Rong Value's family had been arrested all over the house, and Rong Rong's son Rong Lin's daughter Rong Rong was on the run and had sent someone to chase him.

The time was almost the time of the last dynasty, and the sky outside was gray, as if it was covered with a layer of fog.

And the battle has just begun.

The emperor moved his stiff limbs, sat up straight, and slowly lifted his eyelids to glance at Yang Ling, who had been standing lightly, as if tireless.

When the emperor looked at him, he calmly accepted his gaze and remained unmoved.