Wu Yingxiong finally returned to his unreliable father, and then people changed his already stinky and rotten body into imperial clothes, and also changed him into a bigger and more luxurious Nanmu Zi Palace!

However, he can't have a grand burial for the time being, because it is estimated that Hengyang will not be able to hold it for too long, and Wu Sangui has already asked people to choose the feng shui treasure land in Zhongnan Mountain in the south of Chang'an as the imperial tomb of the Great Zhou.

In addition, Wu Sangui also issued an edict to Wu Yingxiong to posthumously be the emperor of Xiaozhuang - filial piety and "pretending", which is quite suitable.

This son is the emperor, and it is customary to posthumously present an emperor to Lao Tzu who has never been an emperor. But it is a new thing for Lao Tzu, who was the emperor, to posthumously present an emperor to the son of the dead prince.

However, the people in Hengyang City are panicked now, and no one will compare with Wu Sangui, let alone posthumously give Wu Yingxiong an emperor, even if he posthumously presents a god, no one dares to say more. Otherwise, this talkative person might have to "go" with Wu Sangui and Wu Yingxiong.

After mourning for Wu Yingxiong, Wu Sangui's own breath was about to break, but he still had one last unfinished business, which was his own posthumous affairs. Although Wu Sangui has repeatedly said in the past two days that he wants to learn from Zhuge Liang, even if Wu Shifan is a Wu Adou who can't be supported, he will do his best to help. However, Wu Sangui still felt that his second son was pretending to be a loyal minister, how could he be a loyal minister like Zhuge Liang? Wu Yingqi looks like a middle-aged Wu Sangui and his brothers, he didn't pick it up at first glance, how could he be Zhuge Liang? It can't be, absolutely impossible!

So Wu Sangui is still using his only energy to arrange for his grandson Wu Shifan to run away. He is already sorry for Wu Yingxiong, and he can't be sorry for Wu Yingxiong's son Wu Shifan anymore!

Otherwise, when he got down and saw Wu Yingxiong, the other party asked, how could he answer?

For this matter, Wu Sangui, who was already dying, still fought hard, picked up the brush and wrote a letter to Wu Guogui, who had been arrested by Li Yat-sen and became the king of the West, asking him to take care of Wu Shifan. also secretly stuffed a few hundred taels of gold into Wu Shifan, so that he could save some flowers.

He also took special care of Wu Shifan not to wait for him to control Bintian, and to leave Hengyang quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

In the end, he did not forget to leave a handwritten edict and handed it to Fang Guangchen, a scholar of Shoufu University - the content of the edict was, of course, to let Wu Yingqi ascend the throne as emperor.

After arranging everything, Wu Sangui could finally lie quietly on the bed and wait for his death.

The imperial doctor who came to diagnose him had quietly explained to him two days ago, his dragon body was no longer better, and the dragon control Bintian was a matter of the past two days.

However, after waiting for almost two days, Wu Sangui was not dead, but a little more energetic, he tried to open his eyes, and found that there was a lamp in his dormitory. Through a half-opened window, Wu Sangui realized that it was now night.

He suddenly heard someone snoring, he turned his head to look, and found Chen Yuanyuan lying on the edge of his bed asleep. This Yuanyuan can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, since the imperial doctor said that Wu Sangui would die for the past two days, she has been with him every step of the way, as if she was going to send him on the last journey, but she didn't expect this last journey to go a little slowly.

As soon as he thought of going on the road, Wu Sangui suddenly thought of Wu Shifan again, he should be leaving Hengyang City right now, right?

Wu Shifan stood quietly in the dark, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

His mood now is very complicated, both sad and unwilling, but also a little relieved, more like a nightmare.

He is just the concubine of the prince of Pingxi, with a brother above and two younger brothers below, and it is extremely difficult for him to take the seat of King Pingxi, and he has always had nothing to think about. Until one day, his grandfather and his father suddenly rebelled, his home in Beijing collapsed at once, the emperor sent someone to raid the house, probably to destroy the door, and his brother was forced to hang. And he was lucky to be saved by that man, his "Brother Shikai". Then, he started a life of ups and downs that he couldn't have dreamed of before. At one point, they had already walked to the edge of the emperor's throne, and it seemed that they were almost about to sit on it.

But after all, it's still a dream!

Now it's finally time for the Emperor to wake up!

The night wind on the dock was getting stronger and stronger, blowing Wu Shifan's robe and shaking. A few lanterns continued to rise and fall on the pitch-black Xiangjiang River, a large boat slowly approached the dock, and several of Wu Shifan's henchmen were looking around vigilantly. After a while, I got on the boat, went north along the Xiangjiang River, and was safe when I arrived in Changsha.

Let Wu Yingqi clean up the mess of Da Zhou. Anyway, Wu Shifan has arrived at his brother-in-law Li Zhongshan, and there is always a rich man.

"Taisun, the ship is coming."

A close guard whispered.

Wu Shifan turned his head in the direction he came over, and took a deep look at the wide open Xiaoxiang Gate.

Gone and never back!

As soon as Wu Shifan thought of this, he suddenly heard the voice of Wu Yingqi, who scared him the most, coming out of the Xiaoxiang Gate: "Taisun, nephew, where are you going?" ”

The originally dark Xiaoxiang Gate suddenly appeared a flickering fire, and on the city tower of Xiaoxiang Gate and the city walls on both sides of the city tower, there were also many dots of firelight.

Xuanwu Gate! It's time to get to Xuanwu Gate!

As soon as he thought of Xuanwu Gate, Wu Shifan's mind was buzzing, completely shrouded in fear, and the whole person stood there, like a clay puppet.

"Your Royal Highness, get on board."

Several of Wu Shifan's guards were still very loyal at this time, and they all pulled out their waist knives and blocked in front of their masters, looking like they were going to let go.

And the big ship is also quite powerful, not only has it docked, but even the gangplank has been lowered.

Wu Shifan has been on the battlefield in the end, and now is the moment of life and death, so he can't let an uncle be stunned. He quickly turned around, got on the gangplank with a brisk step, and rushed to the deck of the wooden ship. When he rushed to the deck, he saw the door of the cabin slamming open, and then several samurai wearing cloth armor rushed out of the cabin, surrounding Wu Yingqi's son Wu Shicong. Next to Wu Shicong, there is also a Wu Guogui's son Wu Shijue.

Wu Shifan's face turned pale, and a pair of big eyes glared at Wu Shijue: "Third brother (Wu Shijue is the third among cousins), you actually betrayed me!" ”

It turned out that Wu Shifan's departure was arranged by Wu Shijue for him

Wu Shijue shook his head and said, "Taisun, you just recognize this destiny!" ”

Wu Shifan's eyes breathed fire, and his white and tender hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife.

Seeing that Wu Shifan was about to pull out a knife and cut someone, Wu Shijue laughed: "Taisun, don't make trouble, your three-legged cat kung fu can't beat us." Don't hurt yourself, you fine-skinned and tender-skinned flesh you can't afford to hurt. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the wrist of Wu Shifan's hand that wanted to draw the knife. Wu Shifan suddenly felt as if his right wrist was clamped by an iron tong, and he felt pain for a while, and he couldn't move at all. Just wanted to swing another small fist to beat Wu Shijue, but the other party shot faster, grabbed his left hand, and took him into the bad room by the way, and used two arms that were both tendons and meat, and were about the same thickness as Wu Shifan's calves, and firmly bound him.

Wu Shifan is a small body, pampered and pampered, and he has never survived martial arts, although he can go to the battlefield now, but he is not the kind of fierce man who charges into battle with a spear, so now he is taken down by Wu Shijue, who is strong in martial arts.

Wu Shifan still wanted to struggle, but Wu Shijue had no choice, so he had to add some strength to his two thick arms, which made Wu Shifan's bones hurt, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't let himself shout.

Seeing him gritting his teeth, Wu Shicong had to smile bitterly: "Taisun, don't struggle. Come back to the palace with us! ”

"Back to the palace? I. What am I going back to the palace for? Although Wu Shifan knew that the big thing was not good, he always had a little luck, so he gritted his teeth and said to Wu Yingqi, who had already arrived at the edge of the dock, "Second uncle, let me go!" ”

As soon as Wu Yingqi heard this, he was immediately unhappy, and said with a straight face: "Taisun, what nonsense are you talking about?" You're a grandson! How can you sneak out of the palace quietly? Now that the crown prince is lying in the Zi Palace, he is the emperor, and my father is also going to control Bintian, you are going to run away again, who is my Uncle Wu, who has done his best for the Great Zhou and died, to be the emperor? ”

"What?" Wu Shifan was stupid when he heard this, it turned out that Wu Yingqi made this change in Xuanwumen in reverse, not to seize the throne, but to get rid of the black pot and not be the unlucky emperor.

However, Wu Shifan still didn't give up, and wanted to confirm again: "Second uncle, you, are you looking for me to be the emperor?" Won't you do it yourself? ”

"Shall I?" Wu Yingqi showed an exaggerated expression, "Taisun, are you going to roast me on the fire?" I am not the son of my father in the family tree, how can I be the emperor? ”

Wu Shifan also remembered at this time that his grandfather Wu Sangui had passed Wu Yingqi to Wu Sanfeng, so Wu Yingqi was theoretically Wu Sangui's nephew.

However, because Wu Sanfeng and Wu Sanfeng's wife had died a long time ago, Wu Yingqi still followed Wu Sangui. Gradually, no one mentioned this stubble anymore. Later, Wu Yingqi has always been the second son in Wu Sangui's camp, and when Wu Sangui became the emperor, he was also crowned a king of Qin according to the standard of canonizing his son.

It can be said that if Wu Yingqi does not recognize Wu Sanfeng, his adoptive father, and only thinks that he is Wu Sangui's son, there is no problem at all.

But Wu Yingqi wants to be more true now, what does he want to do?

"Taisun, you are gone!" Wu Shijue suddenly muttered in Wu Shifan's ear at this time, "My second uncle has already made up his mind. Even if you accidentally kill your grandson, your younger brother will be the emperor! ”

Why does this sound so creepy?

What do you mean by "accidentally stinging"? What does that mean? Is it to be "careless"?

Wu Shifan's forehead was covered with cold sweat!

"But, but I won't be the emperor!" Although cold sweat broke out, Wu Shifan still shook his head again and again, not daring to be embarrassed to be the emperor.

The stall of the Great Zhou is too bad, there are a lot of internal and external troubles, the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty are all eyeing the side, and there is no way out at all, this king of the dead country is not easy to be!

Wu Shicong smiled and said, "Grandson, you should know the third prince of Zhu, right?" Isn't he quite good at being an emperor? The third prince of Zhu can be a good one, but you can't compare to him? ”

Wu Shijue continued Wu Shicong's words and said: "Taisun, you are like the third prince of Zhu, you will be a republican emperor who rules vertically, and the military affairs will be handed over to our second uncle!" ”

Got it!

How bright is Wu Shifan's brain? It's all said and done, how can you not understand?

Where did Wu Yingqi let himself be the emperor, it was clear that he was carrying the black pot. The real power is still Wu Yingqi's, and the black cauldron is his Wu Shifan's, and he will lose the country in the future, and he will still be the king of the dead country. In case the big week is lucky, the situation is stabilized, and he can't die for a while, then Wu Yingqi may be about to usurp the throne.

However, Wu Shifan was afraid that he would be gone "accidentally", and he didn't dare to refuse Wu Yingqi again, so he had to think about it and asked again: "Second uncle, do you want to be the regent of the emperor's uncle of the Great Zhou?" ”

Wu Yingqi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't the regent of the emperor's uncle Dolgon?" I don't learn from Dorgon. I am the most obedient to Zhuge Wuhou in my life, or I will have a prime minister, a record of Shangshushi, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, the opening of the mansion, the fake festival, and the governor of the Chinese and foreign military! ”

"Good!" Wu Shifan breathed a sigh of relief, since Wu Yingqi wants to be the Great Zhou Zhuge Liang, then he won't hurt the Great Zhou Wu Adou for a while, right?

He nodded: "Then the uncle will be the Great Zhou Zhuge Liang, and the little nephew will be the Great Zhou Wu Adou!" ”

Wu Yingqi was satisfied, and immediately tore open his throat and shouted: "Welcome the emperor's grandson back to the palace!" ”

Immediately, countless people shouted with him: "Welcome the imperial grandson back to the palace!" ”

"Welcome the emperor's grandson back to the palace"

Wu Sangui's condition suddenly became serious, his breathing gradually became short, and the vitality of the whole person seemed to be completely exhausted, but at this moment, he vaguely heard someone shouting "The imperial grandson returns to the palace".

Didn't the imperial grandson run away? How did you come back again? He was speechless by now, but he managed to snort twice.

Chen Yuanyuan, who was guarding him, wiped his tears and said, "Your Majesty, it seems that Shifan is here. He's still filial, he can't let you go! ”

Wu Sangui was suddenly a little excited, and his humming voice also increased.

At this time, the door of Wu Sangui's dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and with a cool breeze, Wu Yingqi's loud voice was heard: "Father, father, who did you see your son brought to you?" Grandson, come and meet your grandfather for the last time! ”

Is Wu Shifan really back?

"Imperial grandfather, grandson, grandson is useless"

Wu Sangui heard Wu Shifan's voice again, he used his last strength, turned his head to look at Wu Yingqi and Wu Shifan.

Wu Yingqi said: "Father, you can go with confidence. The sons will definitely assist the imperial grandson well. ”

Wu Sangui was finally relieved (maybe even more uneasy), fell asleep again, and finally spit out a few words in his mouth: "The emperor, the emperor, the minister, the minister really didn't expect the rebellion to score"

At this point, his words came to an abrupt end!

Chen Yuanyuan probed under Wu Sangui's nose with trembling hands, and after a while, he said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty. The emperor is out of breath and has died! Woo."

Changsha, the general's line.

Li Zhongshan, who was waiting for the news of Wu Sangui's death, had a very good life in the past ten days. His wife, Wu Xiaosu, who had been separated from him for three or four years, finally arrived in Changsha City with her children in early October, escorted by Model Third Town.

As the saying goes, a little don't win a newlywed, and after three or four years, this marriage is really "too new".

And Wu Xiaosu, who reunited with her husband, is of course in a very good mood, in addition to being able to go to the twilight with Li Yat-sen, her father Wu Guogui is also in Changsha now, and he also won the Wu family's shares in Daming. Li Zhongshan, Li Fuchen, and Li Laishun, the three kings of the Ming Dynasty, have jointly submitted a petition to ask the Son of Heaven of the Republic to grant Wu Guogui the heir to the throne of the West.

Considering the actual status of Li Zhongshan, Li Fuchen, and Li Laishun in the Ming Dynasty, their joint petition, Zhu Cijiong will definitely be gracious, so Wu Guogui's Western King is stable.

Wu Guogui's prince is stable, and Wu Xiaosuo's status in the family is also stable. Even if King Yang Dong returns in the future, Yang Xiaohuan will not be able to straighten it out. As for Wu Xiaogang, he is probably washing his face with tears these days, right?

Thinking of Xiao Gang, Wu Xiaosu, who was having lunch with Li Zhongshan, sighed softly, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to Li Zhongshan, who was smiling and tasting a plate of Nanjing dried chili chicken (can't be called Kung Pao chicken): "Husband, is this plate of chicken delicious?" How do you stare at this one dish and eat it? ”

Li Zhongshan said with a smile: "This dish is not easy to come by. After her husband gained a foothold in Nanjing, she began to look for edible chili peppers, and looked for suitable land in Nanjing to try planting, and also found the best sauce garden in Nanjing, so that they could help brew hot sauce. Now I'm finally ready to eat this plate of fried chicken with dried chilies! Try it, too, it's delicious. ”

Wu Xiaosu just shook her head, she was not interested in this fried pepper because her mouth hurt when she ate it.

"Husband," Xiao Su looked at Li Zhongshan, "Xiao Jiang is the most obedient, why don't you bring her to Changsha and let her eat spicy food with you!" ”

When Li Zhongshan heard his wife's words, he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write a letter later. Xiao Gang's brother will also arrive in Changsha in two days, and they will be reunited by brother and sister. ”

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and then there was a bang, and the door of the hall was slammed open. Li Zhongshan and Wu Xiaosu looked back and saw Wu Guogui wearing linen and filial piety.

"Old Taishan, the Great Zhou Emperor died?" Li Zhongshan immediately understood - because of his own efforts, Wu Sangui probably lived one or two years less

Wu Guogui nodded, he didn't look too sad, but was a little surprised, "My father, Emperor Long, is in charge of the sky, leaving a mess for Wu Shifan!" ”

"To whom?" Li Zhongshan was stunned.

Wu Guogui said: "The throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty was given to Wu Shifan, and the grandson of the Great Zhou Emperor has been enthroned as the emperor in Hengyang, and the year name is Honghua!" ”

(End of chapter)