Chapter 5
Twenty-seven days later, the national mourning period expired, the new emperor of the Apocalypse ascended the throne, changed the year name Fengming, and Jiang Churan ascended to the peak of power under the support of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces.
Jiang Churan stood on the white marble steps in front of the Jinluan Palace in a dark dragon robe, combing her upturned bun, holding a group of golden peach blossoms, the jade covered her stunning face, Yao Pu stood below in a dark official robe, with a golden crown and a hosta, although it was inconspicuous, it was absolutely extraordinary. Yao Pu had to look up at the person on the high platform, it was the emperor he had cultivated in five years, his eyes were very satisfied, and when he looked closely, he felt mixed with some paranoid obsession, but that wisp of emotion disappeared very quickly, and he was still a gentleman Lang Lang.
Jiang Churan has a panoramic view of all the landscapes under the main hall, which is a solemn palace building, a hundred civil and military officials who kneel down, and the peak of supreme power. The corners of her mouth curled into a smile, and the day had finally arrived.
This year, Jiang Churan was twelve years old, Yao Pu was eighteen years old, one conformed to the mandate of heaven and the people, and the other was above 10,000 people, and they reached the high point of their lives together.
Jiang Churan accepted the visit of hundreds of officials, she stood at the highest place, and she was the only one standing in the Liaoliao Imperial City.
After returning to Deqing Palace from the Jinluan Palace, she looked at Yao Pu with a somewhat dependent expression and said, "Yao Xiang, you are my teacher, and you have to help me govern the country." ”
"Since the minister is responsible for the position of prime minister, he must do his best to share the worries of His Majesty."
The two hit it off like this, Jiang Churan intended to compensate him for all the things that Jiang Junlan had never given Yao Pu, so he gave him great rights, and sometimes even she would let Yao Pu read the piece submitted by the hundred officials and write her opinions first, and then review it herself.
In this way, Yao Pu finally changed from a Taifu who was just a fictitious title to a generation of Zaifu who leaned towards the government and the opposition.
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Seeing that Yao Pu's power is getting bigger and bigger, many people remind Jiang Churan openly and secretly, but they are all blocked by Jiang Churan: "Yao Xiang is my teacher, he abides by the way of the monarch and minister, and will not harm me." ”
Hearing her say this, many people were so angry that they almost vomited blood, with such a mind, how can they lead the apocalypse to the prosperous age?!
"Obviously, when His Majesty was still the prince, he did a good job, why is he doing nothing now, but always being a cloudy and Yaoxiang." The admonishing officials were puzzled.
Jiang Churan was also very puzzled, she asked, "Are the people of the Apocalypse not doing well now?" Is Yao Xiangde unworthy? ”
As soon as she asked this, the officials who played the music were speechless, because Yao Pu was indeed impeccable.
But it is really impossible not to have a gap, Jiang Churan has been slowly alienating him in the three years since he delegated power to Yao Pu, and Yao Pu naturally noticed it, but he was elegant, he only thought that this was the emperor's common problem, so he was more respectful and cautious.
In the imperial study, Jiang Churan pushed the secret edict left by Jiang Junlan in front of Yun Zhi, and said indifferently: "Yun Niang open it and take a look." ”
Yun Zhi was shocked: "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with the rules...... She was very worried in her heart, and cried secretly: Your Majesty, don't play with heartbeats!"
"It's okay, I said I could."
Yun Zhi had no choice but to pick up the silk fabric embroidered with the golden dragon tremblingly, and when she saw the contents clearly, her pupils shrank suddenly.
"Then why has Your Majesty been in the past three years?" Yunzhi asked puzzled.
"I once found a blood book in my late mother's bedroom, and this blood book should be the cause of her madness...... Jiang Churan continued: "I boldly guess that the person who sent the blood book is still somewhere in this palace, staring at me deadly, waiting for me to make a mistake, and then kill me. ”
Hearing this, Yun Zhi, who had the habitual illness of the Apocalypse Forbidden Army, suddenly became vigilant, and secretly thought: Deqing Palace has to strengthen security.
"Then what does this have to do with the edict?" Yun Zhi still didn't quite understand.
Jiang Churan smiled and asked rhetorically: "Yun Niang, you and I talk about it, how do the people talk about me and Yao Pu?"
"The folk say that Yao Xiang is a great sage, and that His Majesty is virtuous and knows people well......"
That's right, this is indeed Yao Pu, he is a loyal minister.
Jiang Churan stretched his waist backwards: "Yes, thanks to Yao Xiangzhen, I can rule the world." Yao Pu did things to perfection, and the reputation of the Holy Lord made me fall to the end. ”
"As for the secret edict," Jiang Churan muttered, "I naturally know how to do it, but not now. ”
"Yun Niang, do you know what is written in the blood book?"
"Yun Niang doesn't know."
"It is said that the sins of my ancestor are innumerable, as a human king, she does not bear her responsibility, destroys her life, ignores the avenue, and 354 unjust souls do not disperse, wandering the imperial city all day long, turning into a ghost, taking your life, in order to worship ghosts and gods." When Jiang Churan said this, his face was very calm.
On the contrary, Yun Zhi was taken aback: "Three hundred and fifty-four!" Her apricot eyes were tinged with horror.
Jiang Churan nodded and affirmed her: "It is the number of victims in Qiang City. ”
Yao Pu guessed very right, the death of the first emperor is inseparable from the Qiangcheng incident, as for why Jiang Churan was involved...... Jiang Churan guessed that the assassination at the age of nine was the same group of people who forced her mother to death.
Or that man's hatred was so great that he wanted to see the apocalypse fall with his own eyes.
Yun Zhi had a flash of inspiration: "Your Majesty wants to ...... Push people into the light. ”
Jiang Churan smiled and did not speak, but nodded.
Yun Zhi turned to feel afraid that His Majesty had laid out such a big situation in three years.
"If necessary, I will kill Yao Pu to give the person behind him a legitimate reason to act." Jiang Churan still had a smile on his face, laughing harmlessly for humans and animals.
"Why Yao Xiang?"
Jiang Churan looked down at the fold, his fingertips like shallot stroking Yao Pu's handwriting in vermilion on it, and said: "He is my teacher, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, I know him best, no matter how much power I give him, I will never be pampered and arrogant, threaten the imperial power, he is absolutely loyal." ”
After Yunzhi went out, Jiang Churan sat on the dragon chair alone and pondered, she was very grateful for what Yao Pu had done, so under the premise of being in the position of the emperor, she wanted to find a way for Yao Pu to live.
But apparently, for the time being, she couldn't find it. She knew that Yao Pu had installed someone in the palace to take care of her diet and medicinal food without a trace when he saw her crying three years ago.
Yao Pu had a good understanding with her, and after a little reminder, he suspected Jiang Junlan's death. She is very satisfied with this.
"Yao Xiang, what should I do?" Jiang Churan muttered to himself alone in the imperial study.
Feng Ming is three years old, Jiang Churan is fifteen years old, and Yao Pu is twenty-one years old. Jiang Churan slowly took power, with the intention of closing the net, but she thought simply, Yao Pu was probably not absolutely loyal.
Jiang Churan is an emperor, and her imperial mind is quite qualified and vicious, but she still forgot that her first mother's alienation of Yao Pu was not just because of madness...... She forgot.
The proximity with a purpose, originally a poisonous poppy, is a long-lasting endurance race, but in the end both will be addicted.