Sima Zhao tried his best to calm his mood, and still made a cowardly appearance, as if without the support of Imperial Physician Guo and the internal officials, he would fall immediately.

"King Gu remembers that some time ago, you wanted to call yourself the King of Shu, I don't know why you gave up such a plan?"

Sima Banru was a little surprised, but he had already thought of his words on the way back.

"The minister is about to return to his father about this matter." He made a very helpless look, "That letter was written by the queen of Shu Han, not from the original intention of the son, but at that time, the son-in-law was under his control and had a bitter word." After my brother arrived with the troops, Erchen immediately waited for an opportunity to escape, for which he almost lost his life in the hands of the enemy, Erchen and my brother worked together to resist the enemy, but because my brother did not listen to good advice, resulting in successive defeats, Erchen had no choice but to come back to move troops. Sima Banru said, raising the arm that had been shot by Liu Yong.

There was still a purple scar on his arm.

"In this way, the Lone King has misunderstood Wu'er." Sima Zhao looked very sad, "My son suffers, and it is my father's fault." ”

"As long as the father understands the heart of his son." Sima Banru squeezed his eyes hard, but he couldn't squeeze out a single tear, so he had to cover his face with his hands.

"You wait to stand down, and wait for the lonely king to talk to Wu'er alone." Sima Zhao said to Imperial Physician Guo and the chamberlain.

The two of them used pillows to help Sima Zhao fix his body, and then retreated.

"I'm coming." Sima Zhao said weakly.

Sima Banru stood up, leaned to the side of the bed, carefully observed Sima Zhao's face, and was still thinking in his heart, was the amount of medicine yesterday too small, why didn't he see the old guy die of poison for so long?

"My father knows that it is difficult to continue to live in the world, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to wait until the day of your brother's return, and the most fearful thing for my father is that your brother will turn against him, and the will has been prepared and handed over to you for safekeeping, and you must not open it until your brother returns. Your brother has always had great ambitions and great talents, and you must assist them with your heart, and do not disagree with them. Sima Zhao said to Sima Banru in a voice that only two people could hear.

Sima Banru's eyes widened.

"Where is the will now?"

Sima Zhao pointed to his bed.

Sima Banru didn't think much about it, and got under the bed.

Sure enough, under the bed, he saw a box made of sandalwood, also wrapped in yellow brocade. It has probably been left for a long time, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on the brocade.

Sima Banru didn't care about wiping off the dust on it, so he simply sat at the bottom of the bed and opened the box.

There was a piece of yellow silk inside, and the handwriting on it was not very clear, but Sima Banru still saw a few big characters written in the middle at a glance: Sima Yan, the successor to the title of King Gu.

The old horseman, sure enough, gave the title to Sima Yan!

Sima Banru was so hated that he almost came out and slapped Sima Zhao a few times.

After tearing it a few times, he found that it couldn't be torn at all, and he was about to find another way, when he suddenly stopped again, and his eyes quickly rolled in his sockets.

He put the yellow silk back in place and slowly crawled out.

As soon as he stood up, he found that Sima Zhao had collapsed on the bed, and the corners of his mouth were still flowing viscous liquid.

In order to make Sima Zhao's death more thorough, he deliberately waited for a while, and then pretended to be very eager and shouted, "Father wake up!" ”

Hearing the voice, Imperial Physician Guo and the inner chamberlain ran in from outside.

Imperial Physician Guo first grabbed Sima Zhao's wrist.

Sima Banru quickly hid the brocade box in his sleeve.

"Imperial Physician Guo, how is my father?"

Imperial Physician Guo closed his eyes and concentrated on taking his pulse.

After a long time, Imperial Physician Guo slowly spoke, "Don't worry, Master Hou, although the king is poisonous, he can still survive for a few hours." However, I also asked the Hou Ye to immediately instruct the family in the house to prepare for the future, and draft the recital, ready to be played at any time for His Majesty to know. ”

"How many hours?" Sima Banru blurted out, and then, he immediately regretted it.

I knew that this was the case, and this Hou Ye should have strangled him alive just now. However, it's okay, anyway, within a few hours, Sima Yan's house won't be able to come back, and he also left himself time to revise his will.

Thinking of this, Sima Banru turned his head and walked out.

Outside the door, two warriors stood behind Lu Yong, as if waiting for orders to tie him up.

"Father is about to have a banquet, you should immediately go and tell your family to prepare for the funeral." Sima Banru said to the other chamberlain standing at the door.

The inner officer's face turned pale, he didn't dare to ask more, and ran away.

"You two better go back first, this matter has nothing to do with Lord Lu." Sima Banru instructed the two warriors again.

The warriors glanced at each other, probably thinking that as soon as Sima Zhao died, this would be the world of Sima Confucianism, so they didn't dare to disobey and agreed to leave.

Lu Yong let out a sigh.

Seeing that there was no one around, Sima Banru pulled Lu Yong to the back of the dormitory and handed the brocade box to Lu Yong's hand.

"This is my father's will, and this marquis wants you to revise it immediately, so that no one can see the flaws."

Lu Yong's hands trembled.

Changing the will is a big sin to destroy the Nine Clans.

"This matter is borne by Ben Hou alone, you just have to do what you are told." Sima Banru looked at Lu Yong viciously, "Don't forget, my father's poisoning was caused by taking the drugs on your prescription, if it is exposed, how Benhou disposes of you should also follow my mood." ”

Lu Yong no longer had the confidence to refuse.

Watching Lu Yong leave, Sima Banru felt that the matter had basically succeeded, as long as the will was revised and read out in public after Sima Zhao took his breath, even if Sima Yan rushed back tomorrow, he could only watch the title of King of Jin fall on his head.

In the evening, Imperial Physician Guo came out of the dormitory, looked at the deserted door, and felt a little surprised.

"Did Master Hou ever tell his family to prepare for the future?"

Sima Banru walked over.

"Just because he couldn't determine the time of his father's banquet, Benhou asked the family to go back to rest first. However, this is the purpose of his father's will, and the recital for His Majesty has also been prepared, just waiting for the news of Imperial Doctor Guo. Then, all the ministers of the DPRK and China were summoned and the decree was read out in public. As he spoke, he lifted the brocade box that Lu Yong had just sent back.

Imperial Physician Guo shook his head helplessly.

"Hou Ye is really very relieved, and the villain came out to ask Hou Ye to go in and see the king for the last time."

Sima Banru's heart was completely relaxed.

As soon as one foot stepped into the small door of the dormitory, Sima Banru suddenly felt that something was wrong, when did there suddenly become two more tall and powerful forbidden army warriors here, the steel knife in his hand reflected the light of the candle on the table, and looked at him coldly.

The neatly dressed Sima Zhao sat firmly on a chair next to the table, although his face was still a little sickly, his expression was cold, his eyes were like electricity, and he pressed the long sword on the table with one hand.

"Father, father!" Sima Banru still didn't fully understand what was going on.

With a "snap", Sima Zhao slapped the table with his long sword.

"What my son has done is really a great disappointment to my father, you rebel son, you still don't kneel!"

"Get on your knees!" A samurai shouted.

Sima Banru knelt on the ground with weak legs.

"Bring me the brocade box." Sima Zhao instructed the bushido.

At this moment, Sima Banru realized that he had been deceived, and a stream of dirty blood rushed to the top of his head, and he jumped up and grabbed the long sword on the table with both hands.