In the eighth lunar month of 530 AD, Er Zhurong had been in Luoyang for two months, although the palace had tried Yuan Ziyou several times to see if the rumors of killing him were true, but because of Yuan Ziyou's rhetorical question, "I heard that the general of Tianzhu wants to kill me?" And speechless, and Ying'e because of the worry of the previous dynasty, affected the fetal position, Er Zhurong thought of his daughter's difficulty, in order to alleviate the contradiction with Yuan Ziyou, only brought dozens of elites into the palace, and when entering the palace, he unloaded his armor and disarmed his weapons to show that he had no dissent. It's a pity that the imperial party under Yuan Ziyou began an intensive killing strategy, and when Er Zhurong and Yuan Tianmu were invited to the banquet for the first time, because Er Zhurong left the table early, Yang Kan's assassination failed, but Yuan Ziyou did not give up.

On the day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the dark clouds of Luoyang City are low, and the thunder is bursting, and the wind and rain are rushing in an instant, if the water of the Yellow River is poured, the soaked crowd scatters to find the eaves that can be temporarily sheltered, and shivering. In the deserted street, a group of troops marched forward quickly, led by Er Zhurong in black armor, followed by the eldest son Er Zhu Bodhi and Sima Ziru, the horse's hooves stepped over, the sound of water was low, Er Zhurong did not say a word and looked cold.

It turned out that on this day, Ying'e had a fetal movement, and Fuzhi reported to Zhang Haosong, and Yuan Ziyou's face after hearing the news was not the joy of being a father, but a kind of great event that would be completed in his chest. Although Zhang Haosong is happy for the master's counterattack, he is worried that the husband and wife will turn against each other, Fuzhi is so protective of the master, I think he will not even pay attention to him, he doesn't know how many times he lamented, the two actually have the same mind, but they are always estranged, every time he unravels a knot, there are hundreds of them waiting for him to solve. Fu Zhi's temper gradually deteriorated, more and more impatient with him, he couldn't help but blame himself when he looked at the beauty and turned around angrily, seeing that the pear blossom with rain was at a loss, he no longer knew what to do, he could only slowly fade her on the surface, and secretly inquired with Yun Zhi every day about her every detail. Ying'e was diagnosed by Zhao Liangyuan and was only expected to give birth, so the fetal movements were frequent, and Yuanzi ordered people to block the news internally, and announced that Ying'e had a difficult birth and her life hung by a thread. Princess Beixiang loved her daughter so much that she fainted in a hurry, so Er Zhurong comforted her to rest at home, and went to the palace to visit.

There was a kind of uneasy anxiety in the Mingguang Palace, Yuan Ziyou's hand holding the cup was trembling slightly, he didn't know what the odds were this time, he chose the Mingguang Palace to let Er Zhurong relax his vigilance, because this palace was just a place for ordinary banquets for the royal family and officials. When Er Zhurong walked into the hall covered in rain, he only knew that this time he could not avoid it, and the battle for life and death was about to begin. Sima Ziru seemed to smell the air in the hall at the moment outside the door of the hall full of panic, he looked around, Yuan Hui, Yuan Yu, Li Yu, Wen Zisheng, Gao Daomu, Yang Kan and other pro-imperialist parties were all gathered in the hall, Er Zhurong's protégé did not have a single one, and Yuan Ziyou's nearest Xi Yi was nowhere to be seen, as cunning as him, under the pretext of abdominal pain, to go to the toilet, first invited Er Zhurong and others to enter, he trotted all the way to a mountain outside the hall and hid it, and observed the movement in the hall intently.

Er Zhurong strode into the hall, his sharp eyes stared at everyone's expressions, and these people couldn't help but feel furious in their hearts, for fear that he would see his panic, some deliberately avoided Er Zhurong's eyes, and some saluted him with a strong fighting spirit. Er Zhurong's eyes slowly forced Yuan Ziyou to look forward, he moved forward step by step, every time he took a step, Yuan Ziyou's heartbeat accelerated once, he felt that the cold sweat behind his back had wet the dragon robe, that feeling was the same as being forced to ask by Liu Teng in the hall back then, but he didn't have the calmness and courage of the year, and the fearlessness at that time was in contrast to today's gains and losses.

Wen Zisheng on the side was afraid that he would show his feet, so he gently reminded, "Your Majesty, you have lost your temper." Only then did Yuan Ziyou realize that he had lost his color, and he pretended to be calm and put the cup down.

Er Zhurong did not salute and was about to ask, but Er Zhu Bodhi asked first because he was worried about Ying'e, "Your Majesty, how is my sister?" ”

Yuan Ziyou's eyes were slightly wet, and he shook his head and said, "It's been a day and a night, and I really can't do anything to alarm the Heavenly Pillar General." ”

Er Zhurong walked directly in front of Yuan Ziyou with his head held high, and asked loudly, "One day and one night?" Your Majesty, the queen has been through hardships with you, if it weren't for her, this king thinks you should know who is sitting on this dragon chair now, and now her life is hanging by a thread in the delivery room, for your royal bloodline, what about you, what does it mean to gather these ministers in this hall? Shouldn't you be in the Blessing Hall at this time? ”

Yuan Ziyou was questioned again and again, but it calmed him down, and he took the edict on the case and handed it to Wen Zisheng. "I am worried because of the queen's difficult birth, and I have arranged for the concubines to pray for the queen's prince in Yongning Temple. The convening of the ministers is just to draft this amnesty edict, thinking that it is to forgive the world and pardon those prisoners who have been caused by the war, so as to accumulate blessings for the queen, my heart, and hope that Daddy will see it. ”

Er Zhurong heard Yuan Ziyou call himself Daddy for the first time, and his heart was touched for a while, but he didn't check the content of the edict, and let Wen Zisheng directly take out the Mingguang Palace. Er Zhurong was dressed neatly, "Your Majesty, the princess is really worried about the queen's safety, it is better for the courtiers to go in and visit, so that the princess can rest assured." ”

Yuan Ziyou walked down the stairs, held Er Zhurong's hand and said, "What Daddy said is that it's just that the King of Shangdang entered the table this morning to express his concern for the queen, so it is better to wait for the King of Shangdang to enter the palace and go together." ”

Erzhu Bodhi was puzzled and asked, "This is our family matter, why did the emperor find the king of Shangdang?" ”

Yuan Yu was afraid that Yuan Ziyou would show his flaws, so he stepped forward to deal with it, "That's the case, the emperor has convened his ministers and others to discuss, if the queen is born to a prince, he will be made the prince immediately." This matter is important, and it must be solemn for important ministers like the king of the party to be present together. ”

This sentence hit Er Zhurong's mind, and he smiled heartily, "Okay, good, it's rare for the emperor to have this heart, I think that only my Er Zhurong's grandson is worthy of being the lord of the world in this world, and the emperor is very thoughtful about it." ”

As he was talking, he saw Yuan Tianmu coming in a hurry, Yuan Ziyu saw her and he entered, leaning against the east wall and sitting in the west, and Cier Zhurong and Yuan Tianmu sat down in the south not far from the northwest of the imperial couch.

Yuan Hui saw that everyone had arrived, he quietly wiped the sweat of his palms on his clothes, walked out of the queue, and bowed to Yuan Ziyou, "The minister prays for the safety of the queen's mother and son, and voluntarily opens a porridge shed for three years to help the victims." ”

This seems to be a normal move in the eyes of Er Zhurong and others, and the words of loyalty are their reminders. I saw that Yuan Hui's voice just fell, the door of the Mingguang Hall was closed in an instant, dozens of axes poured out from behind the door, Guanglu Shaoqing Lu An, Dianyu Li Kanxi and others entered from the east gate, Xi Yi led hundreds of warriors from behind the screen of the main hall flashed out, raised their knives and slashed straight in, all the swords pointed to Er Zhurong, and a big net on the beam was thrown towards him. Er Zhurong was shocked and shouted, he didn't expect the rumors to come true, this puppet emperor Yuan Ziyou who he thought he thought was actually using his daughter to trap him, he jumped out of the net one by one, and Erzhu Bodhi and Yuan Tianmu, who had no time to dodge, were caught in the net, and his face was stunned, he was stunned by this sudden change, and he didn't have time to scold, so he was directly hacked to death by the knife and axeman. Sima Ziru, who heard the sound of fighting outside the hall, was so frightened that he trembled like chaff, and crawled along the root of the wall to escape from the palace.

Nar Zhurong watched his eldest son die tragically, he was furious, snatched a guard's sword with his bare hands, and stabbed Yuan Ziyou directly, he said angrily, "You yellow-mouthed child, do you really want to kill this king?" ”

Xi Yi blocked in front of Yuan Ziyou and fought with Er Zhurong in close combat, and the knife and axe men on the side surrounded him without fear of life and death.

Yuan Ziyou scolded with a straight face, "You chaotic ministers and thieves, I have wanted to get rid of it for a long time, if I don't kill you today, how can I comfort the thousands of undead in Heyin, and how can I calm the hearts of the people in the world!" ”

"Yuan Ziyou, if it weren't for this king, you wouldn't know who your surname was, this king would let you sit on this throne in front of E'er, do you really think that you are worthy of this position? How can you be virtuous, you are not as good as the dead Yuan Hao, you are not as good as your eldest brother, you are not worthy of being a king, and you are not worthy of being a son. Now your wife is dying and giving birth to a child for you, but you are killing her brother in this hall, and you want to kill her father. This king wants to ask you now, if she is not the daughter of my Er Zhurong, can you treat her with half sincerity? ”

After Er Zhurong finished speaking, he saw that Yuan Ziyou was distracted and wanted to capture him and escape from the palace, saying that it was too late and that was fast, but seeing Er Zhurong dodging Lu An's slashing, his figure flickered and grabbed the throne. But I saw Yuan Ziyou pull out a long sword from under the throne and cut a piercing cold light Er Zhu Rong was stabbed by Yuan Ziyou, he stood unsteadily and knelt down, Xi Yi, who was pressed over, jumped up, cut off the arm holding the sword, and the others rushed up and cut it down. A generation of heroes who dominated the field glared angrily, vomited blood and died, his body was stiff but refused to fall, and the timid Yuan Hui couldn't help wiping his cold sweat and retreated behind Yuan Yu.

Yuan Ziyou looked at Er Zhurong's corpse, but he didn't have the joy he imagined, and his last words stopped Yuan Ziyou. Yes, for so long, he has been half a point to Ying'e, whether all his sincerity has stayed in Yaoguang Temple, he has throbbed for her, he has been crazy, he can wait outside all night, and then everything has changed. The slaughter of Heyin, slaughtered their love, the blood drippedly covered his heart, he couldn't see his heart clearly, it was still scarlet blood when he tore it open, only the screams of his relatives were in his ears, he only saw their stumps in his eyes, the frightened eyes that were blind, and the slightly open mouth seemed to be roaring every night, "Kill Er Zhurong, kill him, and avenge us." "If it was full of hatred at the beginning, let him choose the committee to seek intimacy, then what was he for, for this throne?

He slowly looked at the dragon chair behind him, a little stunned, he paced up the steps step by step, holding the coiled dragon on the dragon chair that spit beads, slowly sat down, looking at the cheering ministers of His Royal Highness, he called Zhang Haosong softly, and whispered, "Help me go to see the queen, quietly, the matter of the front hall is hidden." ”

Zhang Haosong saw the tenderness in Yuan Ziyou's eyes, he silently withdrew, came to the outside of the Jiafu Palace, and quietly looked at Ying'e in the hall who was leaning in front of the window and looking at the sky in a daze. If the destiny of heaven is like this, what can he do except sigh, he wiped his tears, and quietly withdrew back to the Mingguang Hall without alarming anyone, because at this time he was also afraid of seeing Fuzhi.

The long Yongxiang, the heavy bluestone, the traces of the knife and axe are particularly obvious after being washed away by the rain, and the dark brown that seeps into the stone is the blood of the deceased, which tells in a low voice that the mountains and rivers have been broken over the years, and the ups and downs of human life are like rain hitting duckweed, and they are vulnerable. Zhang Haosong felt that there was someone behind him, he turned around and looked, a figure quickly hid behind the wall, although it flashed, the familiar figure was undoubtedly Fuzhi. They tacitly do not let each other be embarrassed, just silently bow their heads and cry, in this world of "the emperor is not pure, the people are shocked", but they can't see the future, and they don't even have the courage to accuse the sky, what can they do except cry?

On the 25th day of the ninth lunar month in 530 AD, Yuan Ziyu ascended to the edict of the gate and said: The way of heaven is jealous, people are jealous of evil, negligence is not omitted, and there is no omission under the criminal law. Therefore, the gate of Lu and Huo, disasters lurk; Liang and Dong's house, the signs of fault are here. Since the last years of Xiaochang, the country's operation and maintenance have been difficult, the heroine has been chaotic, and the country has no owner. Er Zhurong is in Jinyang, worrying about the royal family, building a banner of rebellion, the conference alliance, and the world's human push, and becoming a prosperous industry. As for its initial intentions, it was not without hard work. But there is no beginning and no end, and it has not been able to persevere in the beginning and the end, and in the morning and night, the voice of the jackal has been revealed. The battle of Heyin was unexpectedly close to killing. The princes and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were destined to return to Huangquan once. Clan relatives, not an inch of grass left, internal and external humerus, all of them do not exist. Er Zhurong pretended to be powerless, and the artifact was in danger. At that time, state affairs were in a hurry, and I didn't have time to ask him about his big crimes. Soon, because of the rampant thieves, Erzhu Rong headed south, and let him give up his responsibilities and pacify the ugly captives. When Yuan Hao won the capital, I made a great tour to the north, and let him be around the king and show his strength. Judging his merits in this way can also make up for his mistakes. Erzhu is a very popular minister, and his fief spans Qilu, who else can surpass this kind of courtesy to him? But his heart is like a fierce fire, and the mountains are not enough to provide for his tyranny; arrogant and domineering, the rivers cannot be overflowed. Since the matter of the Jin Revolution war is a little quieter, and the place is gradually peaceful, Er Zhurong does not push the heavens, but uses his own strength to seize the favor, rewards and punishments are wanton, and the traces of no king's offenses are increasing day by day. The crimes committed by Erzhurong are not enough to be counted; After chopping bamboo books, how can they be exhausted. He also believed that he was a noble of the imperial court, secretly seeking rebellion, despising the emperor and peeping on the throne. He has the heart to crack the crown and destroy the crown, and will do the work of pulling out the source of the plug. Since the emperor hated turmoil, the people also hated the calamity, and hoped that the courtiers who were in the same evil as him would be secretly reported. He must be killed, and the sin will not be forgiven. Yuan Tianmu was originally the last subordinate of the royal family, and his reputation and prestige have always been low. And he can't do his best to serve the country with all his loyalty, and he abandons his roots and follows the end, betrays his differences, and gives advice to Er Zhurong, which becomes his evil intentions. It's tolerable, it's unbearable! Now he has been ambushed with Er Zhurong and committed crimes against his relatives. Once the evil is eliminated, the people and gods will celebrate Tai, and the world will be amnesty.

On the same day, he ordered the general of Wuwei Xi Yi and the former Yanzhou assassin Shi Cui Yuan to lead troops to defend Beizhong.