Although Xuan Liuyao himself said that he didn't want to be the emperor, Shangyang couldn't take the fairy tale seriously.

In the following days, he no longer hid in Qianshan Garden, and often hid at night to listen to the corner, and handed some news to Fu Feiyan from time to time.

It looks like it's business as usual.

Shangyang's stealth technique will automatically fail when the time comes, and he doesn't dare to stay too long, so the information he gets is very limited. But he also happened to run into Pingyang, who was controlling the black line, so that Xuan Shide could write an edict.

The content of the edict is to establish Wuyao as the crown prince.

The jade seal was stained with red mud and covered vigorously at the end of the edict, and the edict became effective. One day, Xuan Wuyao suddenly collapsed, and Xuan Wuyao could smoothly ascend to the throne and become a new generation of saints.

Pingyang stuffed the edict into his arms, and a hint of imperceptible pride appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After he left the imperial study, Xuan picked up the black line behind his head fluttering lightly, Shangyang walked over, picked up the black line and tightened it, and silently chanted: Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, the Holy New Edict, Xuan Liuyao is the crown prince......

After reading for a long time, Xuan Shide looked up at him strangely: "National teacher, are you still there?" ”

"Ah," Shangyang immediately threw the black line and made a gesture, "Weichen will leave." ”

walked away, but he was very unwilling.

Shangyang immediately walked out of the palace gate and went to the National Teacher's Mansion. He swaggered through the streets and alleys, and finally found Pingyang in front of the National Teacher's Mansion.

At this time, it was already sunset, and Pingyang stood in front of the mansion, and the sunlight sprinkled a layer of yellow and clear light on his body. At that moment, Shangyang almost thought that he had seen his original form.

There is always some induction between the twins, and Pingyang suddenly looked to the west, and his gaze fell on Shangyang. Daylight shone from behind Kami, hiding his face in the shadows.

If it weren't for the familiarity it already on, Binh Duong wouldn't be able to recognize it immediately. He stood in front of the National Teacher's Mansion and waited quietly for Shangyang to walk over.

Not in the palace at this time, the two of them can say whatever they want, even if they take off their clothes and fight shirtless on the spot.

However, silence.

Like the grains of cumin sprinkled on a kebab, it looks quiet and silent, but the grievances of the past are lively with the aroma. It's only a few moments, but it's like a hundred years have passed.

Finally, Shangyang stretched out his hand: "Leave the edict." ”

"Why?"

"It is not taken by the right way."

"To take is to take, whatever it is. Is it the right way for you to sneak around in the palace every day? ”

Shangyang couldn't even talk for a while.

Pingyang eased his face: "Since you're here, why don't you go in and have a glass of wine?" ”

"I'm sneaky, but I'm not worthy of entering your National Teacher's Mansion. I have come today to ask you for this edict. ”

"Then let's go in and fight, whoever wins will take it."

Pingyang threw down a sentence and turned around and entered the mansion.

Shang Yang flicked his sleeves and followed.

The door of the house closed heavily behind them, and it seemed as if the sun had darkened. In the western sky, the sunset had already sunk as they spoke, and the twilight had spread.

Pingyang's back gradually melted into the twilight.

As soon as Shangyang stretched out his hand, a handful of dust appeared in his palm, and in an instant, he kicked his feet, and his body rushed towards Pingyang like an arrow from the string. The long whiskers of dust swelled in an instant, and thousands of strands formed a large net that hit Pingyang's back.

But it was empty.

Pingyang in front of him jumped and disappeared behind a door.

Kamiyang rushed forward like lightning, but without warning, he crashed into an enchantment, and was instantly bounced out. He hit the white wall, jumped to the black ground, bounced on the green eaves, and finally, climbed the bamboo branch and circled twice, and finally landed steadily.

Slightly embarrassed.

But Shangyang still sneered: Hmph, carving insect skills. He clenched his hands and said something, drew a short knife from his waist, and stabbed it towards the barrier.

Finally, out of breath.

He jumped onto a relatively low eaves, ran a few more steps, and stepped onto the high ridge to look around. This time, he saw the whole picture of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Every inch of land in the capital is expensive, but where there is land, many houses have been built.

But the National Teacher's Mansion is different, it occupies almost half of the square, but only two small courtyards are set up in the front half. I was on the ridge of one of the rooms at this time.

At the back of the house, all trees were planted.

Of all kinds, tall, straight, short, crooked, many of them bear fruit.

It's like moving a grove into a house.

Exactly what he liked.

Extravagantly tight.

Shangyang angrily picked up a tile with his toes, and the tile fell on the bluestone slab ground and shattered.

The sound is quite beautiful.

He picked up several tiles in a row, and as the ground blossomed everywhere, a small hole leaked out of the roof.

Shangyang stretched out his head to look into the house through the hole, but saw a piece of white in front of him, so fast that he couldn't see what it was, he quickly shrank his neck to dodge, and the white thing flew straight out of the hole.

It turned out to be a fine porcelain flask. Then a porcelain cup flew out.

Shangyang opened his bow left and right, and took the wine jug and wine glass.

A hint of wine wafted out of the spout, and it was terrible.

In the house under his feet, Ping Yang said coldly: "I have lived for more than 900 years, and I am still so childish. Don't recognize me as a brother, are you a brother? This is the wine I invited you to drink, and when you are done, you should leave. ”

Shangyang lowered his head and shouted: "You give me the edict and I will leave!" ”

"Ridiculous," Pingyang was unmoved, "you want ten times, I'll write eleven times." Are you still either? ”

"You are unscrupulous, despicable and shameless!"

"Don't say that childish thing, you haven't grown at all."

"Pingyang," Shangyang suddenly softened his tone, "This time, you let Jean, let the six princes be the emperor, I will withdraw, and you will still be your emperor." ”

"He is disobedient, what should I help him do? Affected more. ”

"Are you obedient to those five princes? The mothers and sons have a lot of twists and turns in their stomachs, don't you still make wedding dresses for others the same? ”

"Today, the saint also has an idea, isn't it the same as being pinched in my hands?" Pingyang raised his head and looked at him through the hole, "If I help the sixth prince to ascend to the throne, and he is disobedient at that time, I will also use means against him, are you willing to do it?" ”

"Naturally, I am reluctant." Shangyang muttered.

Pingyang tugged at the corners of his mouth and turned his gaze away from him.

Shangyang sat on the roof and drank for a while, feeling that it was not very interesting, and then lowered his head and said, "I know that I can't compete with you." However, for my sake, are you willing to raise your hand to the six princes? ”

"Your face?"

“......”

I can't beat it, and it doesn't make sense, before the fish dies and the net is broken, Shangyang threw the wine pot and wine glass back into the house, jumped off the roof, and left the National Teacher's Mansion.

I was depressed.

He found a room, sat down cross-legged, and when he rubbed his fingers, the golden edict appeared in his hand, the silk cloth of the edict was smooth and soft, and he unfolded it slowly and methodically, and only after reading two lines of words, the edict disappeared before his eyes.

Naturally, Pingyang took it from the air.

Shangyang was not satisfied, and took the edict again, but lost it again in a blink of an eye.

He recited the mantra again and again, and again and again he got the edict and lost it.

Until he took out the fire fold, lit the edict, and watched it disappear before his eyes with a small blue flame......

My heart was happy.

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The four seasons change, and in the blink of an eye, the emperor of the Great Liang Dynasty is about to change.

Just after the end of this year, Xuan Liuyao was seven years old and Xuan Wuyao was nine years old.

The saint Xuan became increasingly ill and bedridden.

Empress Fu Feiyan and Concubine Mei Ziqing stayed in front of the saint's bed, waiting for him to breathe for the last time.

And Fu Feiyan was even more anxious in her heart, Xuan Shi had not yet left an edict, she couldn't wait to open his mouth and pull out the words "Xuan Liuyao" from his mouth.

The sporadic sound of firecrackers could be heard outside, and the room seemed to be extraordinarily quiet.

"What day?" Fu Feiyan asked casually.

"It's Lantern Festival." Mei Ziqing replied, she seemed very calm, and she looked like she was very tidy.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other in front of the bed, and there was no shortage of wide chairs, charcoal basins, and serving palace people.

The two looked at each other.

Fu Feiyan couldn't help but have a hint of murderous aura flashing in his eyes, that murderous aura was just a fierce introvert.

And Mei Ziqing always had a faint smile on her lips.

The more she laughed, the more unhappy Fu Feiyan felt in her heart.

There was a sudden sound of "cluck" on the bed, Fu Feiyan rushed to the head of the bed in a hurry, bent down and looked at him eagerly, and asked gently, "Shengshang, are you awake?" ”

Xuan's gaze roamed in front of the bed, swept over Fu Feiyan, swept over Mei Ziqing, and then swept to the end of the bed.

Fu Feiyan turned around and urged: "Liuyao, come here." ”

Not to be outdone, Mei Ziqing beckoned Xuan Wuyao to come over too, and the brothers crowded between them, looking at Xuan Shide, who was as thin as dry bones and angry as a gossamer on the bed.

Xuan Shi reluctantly raised a hand and slowly pointed at Xuan Liuyao, but he couldn't say anything in his throat.

Fu Feiyan asked anxiously: "Holy Lord, do you want Liuyao to succeed to the throne?" ”

Xuan Shi blinked, then closed it, never opening it again.

Fu Feiyan was overjoyed...... Oh no, weeping sadly. Just as she was about to announce the news of Xuan Liuyao's succession to the throne with the ministers waiting outside, Mei Ziqing was already reading an edict behind her: "The Holy Lord's will, the fifth prince Wuyao will succeed to the throne, and the sixth prince Liuyao will be expelled from the capital." ”

Fu Feiyan was taken aback, got up and snatched the edict, the edict was clearly written, and the jade seal was clearly covered.

Fake! Fake!

"The Holy Lord's will is obviously to let the six princes succeed to the throne!" Fu Feiyan was furious.

The corners of Mei Ziqing's mouth hooked up with a trace of contempt: "There is no basis for empty words." ”

"You all saw it! The saint clearly pointed to Liuyao, he said to let Liuyao succeed to the throne! Fu Feiyan was so anxious that he pointed to the palace people around, but they all lowered their heads with pale faces.

"The Holy One is speechless, how can he say? However, this edict was written by the Holy Lord himself last year. ”

Fu Feiyan didn't believe it, and snatched the edict to read it carefully, but there was no flaw at all. Her heart was burning, if Xuan Shi had pointed to Xuan Wuyao before he died, she would have admitted it.

But it's obviously referring to Xuan Liuyao!

Her eyes fell on Pingyang National Teacher.

Yes, just now the national teacher was also in the house, and he saw it. Fu Feiyan immediately felt hopeful, and rushed over to grab him: "National Teacher, you have also seen it, the Holy Lord clearly refers to the Six Princes. ”

Pingyang is not tall, he was crooked by Fu Feiyan, in front of the ministers, he was a little embarrassed, and straightened his face: "Shu Weichen is clumsy, I haven't seen it." ”

"You...... I obviously asked the Holy One, and you heard that? ”

"Niangniang, you are eager to protect the six princes, and Weichen naturally understands. It's just that there are rules for everything, so let's follow the will of the saints. ”

"The Holy Providence...... The saint will not go out of Beijing one after another! ”

No matter how Fu Feiyan makes trouble, even if she has backers in the court, she can't fight against the entire court. Fortunately, Shangyang was willing to accompany Xuan Liuyao, and she could only watch him be expelled from Beijing.