"Second Emperor Uncle." Feng Yan called lightly.

This familiar voice once sounded again and again when the emperor dreamed back at midnight, like a nightmare, and like a tarsal gangrene, which made the emperor's heart ache.

The emperor once again remembered the words that Feng Yan said in the Xuanguo Mansion last year:

"Since you can't afford to be the lord of this country, return it to its original owner!"

"In the past 18 years, you have committed ten major crimes: killing your brother, seizing the throne, collaborating with the enemy, treason, greedy for money, being deceitful, being obscene, framing the loyal and good, and begging for mercy from the enemy, and it is not an exagger......ation to cut you with a thousand knives."

As Feng Yan approached, the emperor felt as if he was being oppressed by some kind of breathlessness, and his breathing became more rapid, and for a moment there was a sense of chaos that he didn't know if this was a dream or reality.

He was angry and wanted to reprimand Feng Yan for talking nonsense;

He was afraid, afraid that in the future, the history books would be deceived by Feng Yan, a thief, and he would belittle himself by Feng Yan, so that he would be stinking for thousands of years;

He was even more unconvinced, obviously he created this Xuanlong prosperous world, obviously he did his best for the Dasheng country, why did he fall into this situation, but let the villain get his will!

It is this disobedience that has allowed the emperor to survive until now, and let him survive this kind of life is worse than death until now.

Even if he is going to die, he must let those who betray him get the fate they deserve!

Even if he is going to die, he will drag Feng Yan and Anping to hell with him!

Immediately after, the door curtain was raised again, and Cen Yin also walked in behind Feng Yan.

The emperor's gaze fell on Cen Yin's body again, his eyes widened, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his heart was bright.

Really!

These two people are really colluding together.

The fire of anger in the Emperor's heart burned even brighter, and his eyes burned so hot that they almost burned.

He stared at Feng Yan's face, his long eyebrows, the phoenix eyes raised at the corners of his eyes, his straight and tall nose, and the corners of his lips always pouted with a smile but not a smile, with the arbitrariness and frivolity unique to young people.

Like a wild leopard in the jungle.

It looks casual, but it is elegant.

looks arrogant, but with a kind of calmness like Mount Tai.

From the familiar features of the young man, the emperor found the shadow of another person, and his heart shrank violently.

Feng Yan, sure enough, looks very similar to Emperor Chongming, he was too naïve before, he only felt that Feng Yan looked like Anping, and he didn't think deeply, if he had killed them all earlier, how could he raise tigers!

How could there be today's disaster!

The emperor repented, and he really wanted to go back to nineteen years ago and warn the naïve self in the past!

Feng Yan stopped just two steps away from the dragon couch, and the emperor in front of him, who was similar to the past, did not make him feel happy.

Because of Mu Jianming's selfish desires, so many soldiers and people died, and the country was in danger and in danger...... and the suffering of the eldest brother Xue Zhao, the suffering suffered by Mu Jianming is far from enough, not even one ten-thousandth.

Feng Yan's pupils became deeper, like a bottomless cold pool, overflowing with cold.

Looking at Feng Yan who seemed to be within reach not far away, the emperor felt not only anger but also fear in his heart, for fear that Feng Yan would jump over in the next moment and bite his throat like a beast.

The emperor spoke first, but the object of his speech was not Feng Yan, but Cen Yin.

"Cen Yin, you ...... This is...... In the repetition of the ...... My ...... Repeated...... Raise a tiger for trouble! ”

The Emperor spoke intermittently, but such a simple sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength.

His words were not only provoking the relationship between Cen Yin and Feng Yan, but also his sincere words.

In his opinion, the cooperation between Cen Yin and Feng Yan is just because of interests, but it is actually fragile.

One mountain is difficult to tolerate two tigers, Feng Yan has made such a world-famous military feat, has military power, and also has popularity, let it sit big will only raise tigers for trouble, and finally Feng Yan will definitely not tolerate eunuchs such as Cen Yin, since ancient times, it has always been a cunning rabbit to death, and the lackeys are cooking, and thousands of years are no exception.

And Cen Yin, he has already tasted the taste of power, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to condescend to others, will he be willing to watch Feng Yan take away his power step by step and threaten his position?!

The emperor's eyes were full of light again, and he said eagerly: "Ah Yin, I can ...... Title you ...... Nine thousand years old, acting government. ”

With his current dragon body condition, he will not pose any threat to Cen Yin, and Cen Yin can also justifiably control the government, so Cen Yin will want him to live, and the longer he lives, the better.

If he lives, he still has hope, he can let Wen Yongju and the third prince find him a more intelligent doctor in private, since he can wake up, it means that he is the true son of heaven!

The heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies......

He'll be back on top!

And this time, he will never be soft again, he will cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future!

The emperor stared at Cen Yin with burning eyes.

At this time, Cen Yin had already walked to Feng Yan's side, and the two stood side by side, both looking at the emperor on the couch, with a faint mockery on the corner of his lips, as if he was talking something whimsical.

There was a dead silence in the dormitory, except for the sound of the Emperor's heavy and rapid breathing echoing in the air, like a dying beast.

The "......" emperor seemed to have been poured a bucket of cold water, and his heart was shocked, suspicious and anxious.

Cen Yin is a smart person, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a good person, it is impossible for him not to understand the truths he just said, so why is Cen Yin not moved? !

This doesn't make sense!

What other purpose did Cen Yin choose to cooperate with Feng Yan?

The emperor's mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't think calmly for a while.

At this time, Feng Yan spoke: "Second Emperor Uncle, if you took everything back then, it should be returned to the original owner." ”

Hearing this, the emperor temporarily put aside the doubts and anxieties in his heart, and said angrily: "Mu Yan, you ...... Want to make ...... I issued an edict...... Abdication...... No way. ”

His hoarse voice seemed to be squeezing out of his clenched teeth.

Even if he really can't turn the tide, he has to make Feng Yan pay the price, so that Feng Yan will not be justified even if he ascends the throne, he wants the world to question his death forever, and he wants Feng Yan to bear the charge of murdering the emperor's uncle, and he can't argue......

Feng Yan hooked his lips amusedly, as if he had heard some joke, "Second Emperor Uncle, if you just need an edict, do you still need you?" ”

The emperor's body trembled violently, and his whole body was cold for three minutes, and it was only at this moment that he realized that with Cen Yin, they could completely pretend to write an edict, find someone to imitate their own handwriting, and then cover the jade seal, they really didn't need themselves.

So, why are they keeping themselves alive?!

Feng Yan wanted to torture himself, he wanted to see himself survive like this, he wanted to vent his hatred on himself......

Feng Yan looked straight into the emperor's eyes, and then said: "The 'things' I want to get back are all justified, and I don't need your 'charity' from the second emperor uncle, this throne does not belong to you in the first place, and you have no right to issue this edict." ”

"We keep you because you haven't atoned for your sins enough!"

He looked at the emperor as if he was looking at a disgusting maggot, and knew that people could not be resurrected after death, and Mu Jianming would never be able to atone for his sins...... It is impossible to make up for the pain he left for his eldest brother, to King Jian's mansion, to the north, and to the world.

They kept Mu Jianming's cheap life, in addition to letting him atone for his sins, but also to calm people's hearts, although the current Dasheng is gradually improving, but it is still full of dangers, the northern border has not been recovered, and the civil strife has not been settled, at this time the new emperor ascended the throne, it will only increase some unstable variables, and the time has not come.

"You ......" The emperor was enraged by Feng Yan's words and eyes, and felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and said angrily in a trembling voice, "I ...... What a sin! ”

Anger exploded in the Emperor's mind, trembling violently uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth to his entire body.

He wanted to get up and pounce on Feng Yan, but his body didn't obey the call at all, but instead fell off the big pillow behind his waist, his heart crined, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The slightly blackened blood was particularly dazzling on the thin yellow quilt.

The emperor rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Smack."

Cen Yin indifferently raised his hand and clapped his hands twice, and Yuan Zhi, who was guarding outside the door curtain, immediately came in.

"Passing on the Imperial Doctor."

After saying these three words, Cen Yin and Feng Yan left the dormitory, and the two imperial doctors and a few small chamberlains walked in, and there was a commotion in the dormitory.

Feng Yan and Cen Yin didn't care about the turmoil behind them, and the two left the dormitory without any nostalgia and went straight out of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The midday sun was in full bloom, scorching down as if it had entered the height of summer in advance.

The ministers outside the Heart Cultivation Hall were still there, still silent, and a thin layer of sweat had been burned on their foreheads.

The longer they waited, the more uneasy everyone's hearts became, and they couldn't help but wonder what was going on inside, and whether someone would rush out to announce the emperor's death in the next moment.

When the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall "creaked" open, all the ministers looked up and looked at the past with their eyes.

Yuan Zhigong, the great eunuch of the Yangxin Palace, sent Cen Yin and Feng Yan out of the main hall, and the three of them stopped under the eaves, Feng Yan and Cen Yin stood side by side, and Yuan Zhigong, who was holding the dust, stood beside Feng Yan.

Yuan Zhi cleared his throat and said in a long tone: "Pass on the emperor's edict, seal Yan as the regent, and take charge of the affairs of the court!" ”

This sentence was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the ministers were in an uproar.

Feng Yan was still so careless, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, obviously he was not afraid to let everyone present know that he didn't take the emperor seriously at all.

The ministers below couldn't help but look at Cen Yin, their faces shocked.

Although they could already guess from Cen Yin's attitude towards Feng Yan, guessing and hearing it with their own ears are two different things after all, Cen Yin really chose Feng Yan, and agreed to let Feng Yan take charge of the court!

Jiang Deshen was startled at first, and his brain was buzzing in shock.

After being shocked, he immediately asked out loud: "Gonggong Yuan, is this really the emperor's parable?" Is there a holy decree? ”

Jiang Deshen sent out to question Yuan Zhi's collaboration with Feng Yan and Cen Yin to falsely pass on the emperor's dictation.

Yuan Zhi finished his errand, so he didn't speak, lowered his eyebrows, and glanced at Cen Yin and Feng Yan from the corner of his eye.

Cen Yin hooked his thin lips and smiled.

Feng Yan also smiled, his expression was lazy and wanton, he didn't care about Jiang Deshen's questioning at all, nor did he care about the eyes of everyone who were betting on him.

Duanmuxian looked at the two of them, and there was a subtle feeling in his heart, as if there was a tacit understanding between them that no one else could intervene in.

Many people present felt in their hearts that Jiang Deshen was really looking for death. Cen Yin did not refute Yuan Zhi's words, which means that what Yuan Zhi said is what Cen Yin meant, who in this Manchu Dynasty does not know that Cen Yin has always been authoritarian and arbitrary, how can others question it!

Jiang Deshen reluctantly looked at Cen Yin, and he was also a little apprehensive in his heart.

He knew that he was reckless, but if Feng Yan was successfully crowned regent and controlled the government, it would be even more difficult for the three princes, and even he and others who supported the three princes would have a hard time.

It is conceivable that Feng Yan will definitely wait for an opportunity to disintegrate the Three Princes Party!

Feng Yan turned his head and glanced at Cen Yin, then looked at Jiang Deshen, and asked with a smile: "Lord Jiang, Yang Xi said back then, the first emperor said that the prince was abolished, but there was a holy decree?" ”

When the people below heard this, their hearts chuckled, and their expressions were different.

Among the dozens of people present, especially those of the clan nobles, all those who are older than the age of the establishment have also experienced the period of the first emperor.

In that year, Yang Xi, the first emperor of Xianqing, claimed that the first emperor left an edict when he was dying, and abolished the prince and re-established the present day.

In the third year of Chongming, it was in this name that the army was forced to force the palace, forcing Emperor Chongming to drink a sword in front of the Qianqing Palace.

After that, it was with Yang Xi's so-called oracle that he always claimed to be orthodox and reprimanded Emperor Chongming as a puppet emperor.

And many of them after the palace change eighteen years ago, they are directly bowing their knees to the present, and in the past eighteen years, there are many people in order to curry favor with the present, in order to attack Emperor Chongming.

Thinking about it, many people looked away with a weak heart.

The sweat on the foreheads of some people became more dense, and a certain thought came to their minds: Will they turn over the old accounts after Feng Yan takes office in the future?

Just thinking about it, they felt as if their hearts were being choked by something, and they couldn't breathe.

If Feng Yan really had the intention to settle accounts and calculate, none of them would be able to escape.

What should they do?!

These people were panicked in their hearts, looking at Jiang Deshen's back, and their hearts swayed.

There was a subtle change in the atmosphere around them.

Jiang Deshen keenly noticed it, and knew what most of the people present were afraid of, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: Feng Yan was too young after all, and he couldn't do things firmly without hair on his mouth. He wanted to stand up, but he made a wrong move!

This is a great opportunity for yourself!

Jiang Deshen said to himself in his heart, and glanced at Andinghou and Jian'anbo not far away without a trace.

Although Andinghou and Jian'anbo did not participate in the forced palace that year, but after the death of Emperor Chongming, Andinghou was the first to gather a group of nobles including Jian'anbo, and went to the palace gate to kneel down to Jinshang and proclaim his ministers.

Jinshang accepted the overtures of Marquis Anding and others, and after that, other nobles and ministers also followed suit.

Even if Feng Yan didn't know about these things, Anping would definitely remember them, and Andinghou and Jian'anbo would naturally not forget them.

An Dinghou stood with his head hung uneasily, the sweat on his forehead almost soaked his sideburns, his heart was like a drum, and he hesitated to think: Does he want to oppose Feng Yan's regent like Jiang Deshen?

Rather than letting Feng Yan ascend the throne, perhaps choosing the emperor's princes is a more secure choice for him!

The more Andinghou thought about it, the more uneasy he became, the more frightened he became, and exchanged a look with Jian Anbo beside him, but he didn't dare to speak easily, once he spoke, it was not only Feng Yan who was offended, but also Cen Yin.

Feng Yan is fledgling, but Cen Yin is in power, and he lives in the temple.

The atmosphere of unease continued among the crowd.

Jiang Deshen suppressed the heartbeat that was beating wildly, made a righteous statement, and said loudly: "Feng Yan, now is different from back then, the first emperor died back then, and there is no proof of death, but now the emperor is still alive." ”

Jiang Deshen deliberately increased the volume on the word "seal", which was also to remind Feng Yan that even if he was the son of Emperor Chongming, his name was not on the jade, he was Feng Yan, not Mu Yan.

Several timid and fearful ministers nodded slightly, indicating that what Jiang Deshen said was reasonable, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Jiang Deshen deliberately looked at An Dinghou and asked, "Master Hou, did you say it?" ”

Most of the others also knew about Andinghou's deeds back then, and their expressions were subtle.

Andinghou gritted his teeth, knowing that he had no other choice, and said boldly: "Feng Gongzi, one thing is one thing, are you trying to divert the topic from the old things from so many years ago now?" He only said Feng Yan, and he didn't dare to mention Cen Yin for half a word.

Jiang Deshen reluctantly suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to curl, and said secretly: Whether Feng Yan is surnamed Feng or Mu, it is not so easy for him to ascend the throne. He can use his strength.

The atmosphere around him became more rigid, and there seemed to be a faint flash of sparks.

In the silence, Feng Yan smiled again, like a spring breeze in March.

"Do you not believe me?" Feng Yan asked calmly, "If you don't believe it, you can go in and ask him 'personally'." ”

Feng Yan turned slightly sideways, got out of the way, and motioned for them to take care of themselves.

The expressions of the crowd were more tangled and weirder.

In fact, no one believes it, but once you go in, it means that you "don't believe" Cen Yin.

Most of the people didn't move, even An Dinghou hesitated, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Cen Yin.

Jiang Deshen seemed to see the hesitation of the Marquis of Anding, took two steps closer to him, and said: "Master Hou, this matter is very important, it is related to the court, you must be cautious. Why don't you go in and ask the emperor? ”

Marquis Anding was dripping in cold sweat, feeling as if he was being roasted on the fire, and sighed secretly: The emperor has so many princes to choose from, why did Cen Yin choose the son of Emperor Chongming!

If Feng Yan ascends the throne, will their Hua family's title still be kept?

Thinking about the fact that after ascending the throne today, I don't know how many important ministers and cronies of Emperor Chongming have been deposed and demoted for so many years, and Marquis Anding is even more afraid.

An Dinghou turned his head to look at Jian Anbo, and said stubbornly: "Brother He, why don't we go in together and ask the emperor." ”

Jian Anbo was also sweating profusely.

Both of them were afraid of Cen Yin, but they were even more afraid of Feng Yan after he ascended the throne, and after weighing the two phases, Jian Anbo nodded after all: "What Brother Hua said is true." ”

Yuan Zhi stretched out his hand to make an invitation, "Master Hou, uncle, please." ”

An Dinghou and Jian Anbo walked towards the main hall of the Heart Cultivation Hall in the eyes of everyone, their bodies stiff, almost on the same hand and foot.

Yuan Zhi led the two into the emperor's bedroom, and followed the people outside to see nothing.

The others silently withdrew their gaze and stood still waiting, with different thoughts.

Some people are still afraid of sealing the flames and turning over old accounts; Some people sympathize with Andinghou and Jian Anbo and become pawns in Jiang Deshen's hands; Some courtiers were secretly glad that they were still out and had never been involved in the old affairs of forcing the palace; There are also people who secretly pray that they hope to change the situation, such as Jiang Deshen and Liao Yushi and other Three Princes.

Duanmu Xian's mood was the most complicated, Feng Yan was his future grandson-in-law, of course he didn't want Feng Yan to lose, but thinking about it with his toes, he knew that it was impossible for the emperor to agree to Feng Yan as the regent......

On the surface, Duanmu Xian looked like Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, but in fact, he was worried in his heart, and he couldn't tell what kind of medicine Feng Yan and Cen Yin were selling in the gourd.

Duanmu Xian couldn't help but look up at Feng Yan and Cen Yin, and saw that Feng Yan was carelessly picking up a yellow remnant flower on his shoulder, pinching it between his fingers and turning it twice at will, and a few crumbling petals fell with it......

And Cen Yin's gaze fell on the remnant flower in Feng Yan's hand, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

The two of them obviously didn't speak, and they didn't make eye contact, but strangely, Duanmu Xian once again felt a strange tacit understanding from the two of them.

Suddenly, Duanmu Xian felt as if a broken bead was strung together in his head, and his heart was also settled, and he felt that he was really stupid.

With Cen Yin's arbitrary and lonely nature, how can there be room for them to support or oppose here!

Duanmu Xian stroked his sleeves casually, glanced at the empty main hall behind Feng Yan and Cen Incognito, and said sympathetically: Jian'an Hou is really stupid, he himself said that everything is one thing, how could he be tricked into it by Jiang Deshen! Isn't this self-defeating?!

After Duanmuxian calmed down, he didn't feel that time was difficult, anyway, he just waited to watch a good show.

The others were not as calm as him, and they only felt that time seemed to be several times slower than usual......

Jiang Deshen waited and waited, and after two teas, he didn't see Andinghou and Jian'anbo come out, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his voice and said, "Why haven't Hou and Uncle Hou come out yet?" Could it be that the emperor's will is not fulfilled? ”

Jiang De pondered to build momentum step by step, provoking more people to be jealous of Feng Yan, so that they would all stand on his side.

Feng Yan looked at Jiang De with a smile and asked rhetorically, "Master Jiang, why do you think they can still come out?" ”

“……”

“……”

“……”

There was silence all around, and a petal the size of a fingernail fluttered in the wind in mid-air, and landed on Jiang Deshen's black gauze hat in a whirlwind, which looked a little funny.

Duanmu Xian said secretly, and exchanged a look with You Junji beside him.

Liao Yushi took a step forward and asked with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice: "Feng Gongzi, what do you mean by this?" ”

Feng Yan answered the question: "Lord Liao, do you want to go in and ask the emperor?" As he spoke, he looked around at the crowd, "Does anyone else want to go in?" ”

In response to him was silence, a dead silence.

The two who went in just now couldn't get out, life and death were unknown, who would dare to go in again!

The empty main hall in front of him was like a giant beast with a bloody mouth open at the moment, crawling there quietly, and everyone almost didn't dare to look at the main hall.

The corners of Liao Yushi's eyes twitched, and he wanted to speak again, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that it was wrong.

How could Wu Anhou and Jian Anbo not come out?!

The three hundred elite soldiers brought by Feng Yan couldn't enter the palace at all, and they were still waiting outside the palace gate!

So—

Liao Yushi's eyes looked at Cen Yin again, Cen Yin hooked his lips with a smile, and stood with his hands in his hands, his long and thin figure standing there like Mount Tai.

Could it be that Cen Yin is building momentum for Feng Yan!

Definitely!

Liao Yushi and Jiang Deshen glanced at each other, and their hearts were cold.

What they can think of, everyone else can think of, and they know that the big picture is decided.

No matter what unknown agreement there is between Cen Yin and Feng Yan, for the time being, with Cen Yin's support, it is impossible for other princes to compete with Feng Yan!

Cen Yin asked lightly, "Do you have any other questions?" ”

His feminine voice was neither light nor heavy, but it clearly echoed in everyone's ears, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

“……”

Everyone was speechless, as if they had been choked by the throat.

Yes, now in the palace, no, it should be said that in the entire capital, only Cen Yin can cover the sky and earth with one hand and hold the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Cen Yin gave a look, no one wanted to come out alive from it......

Also the emperor.