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Chapter 88 Brothers, Friends and Brothers (49)

"Now the emperor's confidant, Zhu Conglin, is just a child from a poor family, and the emperor actually promoted him to be the commander of the Jinwu Guard. You must know that only the children of the Jinwu Guard were selected, and the proud number one scholar, Pei Shaoyuan, also came from a poor family. The children of the poor family who have made good friends are now appreciated by Emperor Yongkang in the court. Our family has made great contributions to the founding of Daliang, and now we are going to be killed. Commander Ran, as a child of the family, you should not do something ?"

Concubine Jing spoke sincerely, her eyes were red and she stared straight at him.

Ran Yucheng was silent for a while, and hesitated to speak: "Your Majesty, plotting treason is a serious crime!"

Concubine Jing saw that he would not enter, her eyes instantly became gloomy and cold, she immediately changed her tone and stepped forward to threaten: "If you don't help, once something happens to Xie's family, you think Ran's family will be able to escape. The palace will also tell the emperor the truth, at worst, everyone will die together!"

Ran Yucheng's face turned ashen. The Ran family has done a lot of dirty things in order to strengthen the family these years.

If it is really revealed, it will not be an exaggeration to implicate the Nine Clans.

Forget it, it's a death anyway.

After a long time, Ran Yucheng closed his eyes and said a word helplessly: "Okay."

Seeing that he had agreed, Concubine Jing relaxed a little, and discussed with him how to act that day.

"What if the emperor refuses to write a letter of abdication?" Ran Yucheng asked worriedly.

He didn't think Emperor Yongkang would really be at their mercy.

"He has to write if he doesn't write!" Concubine Jing's eyes were stern, "At that time, you send someone to bring over the deposed prince of the clan's mansion, as well as King Jing and King An. If he doesn't write, he will kill one person until he is killed." until you want to write."

Ran Yucheng's back turned cold, and he felt that it was indeed the most poisonous woman's heart, no matter how tough Emperor Yongkang was, it was impossible for him to see all his heirs killed.

On the day of the First Empress's Memorial Day, Emperor Yongkang was like in previous years, with a dazed expression and an unusual silence, and asked:
"Liu Desheng, everything is ready."

"It's all ready. The sacrificial items, as well as the Linquan Temple, are all prepared according to the old rules."

Emperor Yongkang changed his bright yellow dragon robe and put on a plain white robe, and with the support of Liu Desheng, he got into the carriage to Linquan Temple.

Seeing that Zhu Conglin wanted to follow, he said: "Just stay in the palace and watch over, don't forget there is another Xie family to watch over."

After speaking, Zhu Conglin watched the carriage leave.

For some reason, I felt uneasy.

But thinking that Emperor Yongkang still had many imperial guards guarding him, he felt that he was thinking too much.

"Sure enough, the emperor didn't bring Jin Wuwei with him."

Ran Yucheng was overjoyed, half of the Imperial Army led by the emperor were his people, it seemed that this time the possibility of success was very high.

He sent someone to tie up those princes quickly, and rushed to Linquan Temple with the remaining thousands of forbidden troops.

The useless prince of the clan's mansion was skinny and skinny. He wobbled and only glanced out the window before being knocked out by a black shadow and taking him away.

When Wang An was drinking happily in the restaurant, he was knocked out with a stick on the way to the toilet.

King Jing was on his way back to the palace when the carriage was hijacked by a group of people and they were tied up and taken away.

Linquan Temple

The night is getting darker
Emperor Yongkang was kneeling in front of the cattail mat, rubbing the beads over and over again, and chanting sutras.

Seeing that the candle was almost burnt out, Liu Desheng was about to leave the house and ask the monks to replace it with a new one.

At this time, there was a burst of bright lights outside the window, accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps.

Liu Desheng who just went out turned his head and hurried back to the house.

With a pale face, he slammed his body against the door.

He said with dull eyes: "Your Majesty, there are a large number of imperial guards surrounding Linquan Temple outside, let alone thousands of people!"

(End of this chapter)