They all say I'm a puppet

According to the usual practice, the emperors of all dynasties will start to think about their own affairs when they are in power, and start building mausoleums decades in advance, but there are always a few exceptions.

The second emperor of Southern Xia, Zhenghe Emperor Fuzhan, died only a few years ago. Because of his ambition, he was busy with the war with Beiyi and never built a mausoleum for himself. After his sudden death, he should have stopped in the funeral palace first. It was not buried until the mausoleum was built, but it is said that the government was in chaos at that time, and the new emperor was too young to preside over the government. In addition, there was something strange about the death of Emperor Zhenghe. It took only one month to hastily build a very small and even crude After the mausoleum came out, Emperor Zhenghe was buried in a hurry. It was only after Emperor Jianping succeeded to the throne that he sent people to repair Emperor Zhenghe's mausoleum, and it has the current scale.

Fuyu has not yet reached the crown, and it has only been three years since he succeeded to the throne. In addition, the government has always been in the hands of powerful officials, so the construction of the mausoleum has been put on hold.It wasn't until Fu Yu died suddenly that under Su Kun's arrangement, he chose a place in the imperial tomb and began to build a mausoleum for Fu Yu.

Fuyu's coffin was parked in Changle Palace for more than half a month, and the previous dynasty also quarreled for more than half a month.Fuyu has no heirs, nor does he have any brothers. If he has to find someone who has some connection with the Nanxia royal family, he may have to go back several generations to the descendants of Fuyu's great-grandfather's cousin, named Fuyu. Kuan, has not had much connection with Fu Yu's lineage for a long time, but anyway, this person has the surname of Fu after all, and it was revealed at this time because the Nanxia royal family has no successors.

Of course, there are also people who have other thoughts. After all, the decline of the Nanxia royal family is inevitable. It is better to find a distant relative with a weak blood. Many of his cronies, in the eyes of these people, the throne should have belonged to Chen Yuan a long time ago, and now that Emperor Chunxi passed away, it was just a matter of time.

The two forces fought openly and secretly, and people with other purposes took advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. After more than half a month, no consensus was reached. Fu Kuan, a distant relative of Fu Yu who was far away in the fief, has been stranded in the fief and has been unable to enter Beijing for a long time. .

At this time, news suddenly came from the northwest that Fu Kuan arrived in Hexi at some time, and was enthroned under the support of He Hongyi and changed to Jianxing.At the same time, He Hongyi issued an edict in the name of the new emperor, reprimanding Chen Yuan for manipulating the government, deceiving the emperor, and poisoning Emperor Chunxi.He Hongyi, the general of Shangzhu Kingdom, was the marshal of the march, and sent [-] troops to the south to beg for thieves.

He Hongyi's move shocked the court. Everyone knew that he would react at such a time, but they didn't expect him to control Fu Kuan in his own hands without saying a word.The current situation is very favorable to He Hongyi. After all, he not only holds the military power, but also controls the new emperor, and Chen Yuan is still dragged in the southwest, and has not responded yet.

The previous court was in chaos, everyone had their own plans, but the palace fell silent, those chaotic courtiers no longer had time to take care of the coffin of Emperor Chunxi parked in Changle Palace, and in the end it was Empress Su who insisted, first The inner and outer coffins of Emperor Chunxi were moved to the imperial mausoleum and parked in the funeral palace. They were not buried until the mausoleum was completed.

Naturally, no one objected to Empress Su's decision. After all, the situation in the court is changing rapidly. It is not a long-term solution for the late emperor's coffin to be parked in the imperial city.

So, after hasty preparations, on September [-]th, a full month after Emperor Chunxi passed away, under the auspices of Empress Su, the coffin was moved into the Imperial Tomb's Funeral Palace.

It's the end of autumn, the weather has gradually turned cooler, and it has been raining since the night before, and it's even more chilly when you get up early in the morning. A lot of people gathered in Changle Palace, and everyone walked in a hurry, in order to drive away the cold Some people have even wrapped themselves in cotton-padded robes, and their bodies are still shrinking.

Empress Su was dressed in plain filial piety, standing at the top of the steps, looking at everything in front of her with a blank expression.Su He hurried over from the hall and whispered something in her ear. Empress Su glanced at him sideways, with doubts in her words: "He...isn't planning to come to see His Majesty for the last time?"

Su He shook his head: "There is no sign of him in the entire Changle Palace. It's almost time now, so we can't delay any longer."

Empress Su looked away from the hall, finally shook her head, and said softly: "Forget it, it's not a real funeral after all, if there is a destiny, maybe we will see you again."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and told the maid behind her, "Go and inform the ceremony officer, let's start."

The maid hurriedly walked to the ceremony officer, who turned his head and glanced at Queen Su, seeing Queen Su nodded, turned his head and started the ceremony.

Everyone in Changle Palace was assigned tasks, and everyone was busy, so no one noticed that there was a young man in black standing on the top of the palace in the main hall.

Cang Lin was only wearing a thin coat, and the drizzle fell on him, gradually soaking his clothes, and also soaking his black hair like ink, but he didn't feel anything and remained motionless.He was clearly still a young man, but he carried a sense of despondency and sadness that did not belong to his age. His eyes fell below, and he closely followed the huge and luxurious coffin until they disappeared from his vision. Until Changle Palace fell into silence again.

A sigh sounded from behind him, Cang Lin's ears moved, and he turned his head as if slowly waking up, and saw Xun Cheng standing behind him at some point, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, watching with complicated eyes. Looking at himself, Cang Lin raised his hand to wipe off the rain on his face, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xun Cheng: "What's the matter?"

Xun Cheng glanced to the northwest, it was the direction of the imperial mausoleum, and it was also the final destination of the coffin that involved all Cang Lin's emotions just now.Xun Cheng looked at Cang Lin: "I just saw Su He walking around in the hall, as if he was looking for you. They all thought you would go see him off in person."

Cang Lin lowered his eyes slightly: "I don't want to go." He didn't dare to go either.

Xun Cheng shook his head, and didn't say any more, he took a few steps forward holding his paper umbrella: "He Hongyi's army didn't go to the east of the river, but went straight to the east, borrowing the road from Xianyu Kingdom, and going around Crossing the east of the river. And Zhao Ying was dragged by He Hongyi's eldest son to the east of the river, so he was exhausted. Half of the imperial army was in the east of the river, and the other half was in the southwest. Facing He Hongyi's army, I'm afraid it won't last for a few days."

Cang Lin raised his eyes, hiding all his emotions in his eyes, turned his head to look northwest, after a long time, he curled his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "It's been more than three years, and we finally meet again. This time, let’s settle the old and new grudges slowly.”

Xun Cheng stared into his eyes, and saw some kind of light that had been silent for a long time from the bottom of his eyes, maybe it was because of hatred, or maybe it was because of something else, at least at this moment Cang Lin regained his fighting spirit.He curled his lips, it seemed that he was right in hiding the matter of the little emperor from Cang Lin.

He smiled, reached out and patted Cang Lin's shoulder, and looked up at the rain that was still falling: "Anyway, the little emperor has already left, you should go take a hot bath and change clothes to save money Catch a cold."

Cang Lin nodded, and finally took a look towards the northwest, turned over from the roof, and quickly disappeared from Xun Cheng's sight.Xun Cheng raised his hand and carelessly wiped away the raindrops that accidentally splashed on his shoulders, smiled, and disappeared on the roof.

The rain was still falling, and following the funeral convoy down from the imperial city to the imperial mausoleum, until the coffin was successfully parked in the funeral palace, all the processes were completed without stopping.Everyone got into their carriages again, and followed the convoy back to the imperial city, but no one noticed that a carriage turned around halfway and stopped outside the south gate after a large circle around the city.

Su He got down from the carriage holding a paper umbrella, gave some instructions to the driver, and entered the city from the south gate alone, went around in the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in front of an unremarkable courtyard. First, he looked around casually and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he took out a key from his arms, opened the iron lock on the courtyard door, entered the courtyard, and locked the courtyard door from the inside. He stayed at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and after seeing nothing unusual, he turned around and walked towards a room.

The yard is not big at all, there are only two rooms, east and west, one is used as a kitchen room, and the other room is used as a bedroom.After Su He pushed the door open, he felt that the room was dark, but the charcoal basin was burning, so he wouldn't feel cold in this rainy weather. A young man was lying sideways on the couch by the window, listening to He stared blankly at the sound of rain outside the window.

Hearing the sound, the young man turned his head and saw Su He with a surprised smile on his face: "Sir, you actually came here in person today."

Su He put the paper umbrella in his hand outside the door, and closed the door with his hand back, blocking the autumn wind from the door, and bowed to the person on the couch: "Your Majesty."

"Emperor Chunxi is dead, where is your Majesty?" Fu Yu bent his lips, sat up, and pointed to the charcoal basin, "It has been raining outside for a whole day, it must be very cold, sir, sit down quickly Roast on the fire."

Su He stopped being polite, and sat down next to the charcoal basin, turned his head to look at Fuyu: "Is your health better today?" After speaking, he glanced at the charcoal basin, "This fire is You gave birth to yourself?"

Fu Yu nodded, with a slight smile on his face: "I grew up with Uncle Zhong in the cold palace. Although Uncle Zhong has always tried to take care of me, he still does this kind of thing more or less. A few years ago When I first ascended the throne, I told Cang Lin..." The smile on his face faded a little, but he continued, "When I fled outside the palace, I also found such a small courtyard, and it was easy to make a fire and roast sweet potatoes. Come."

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and smiled at Su He.

Su He frowned slightly: "After all, your body hasn't recovered yet, so I should find someone to take care of you here so I can rest assured."

Fu Yu shook his head: "After all, this place is still in the imperial city. One more person will attract more attention. There is enough food and food here. I just caught a little cold, and it is more than enough to take care of myself. Sir, you don't have to worry. "Speaking of this, he changed the subject, "Is everything going well today?"

"The coffin has been parked in the funeral palace, and it will be buried in the ground after the mausoleum is built. From then on, there will be no more Emperor Chunxi Fuyu in the world." Su He looked at Fuyu and said softly, "You have also completely escaped from that cage. You can do what you want."

Fu Yu raised the corner of his mouth and nodded: "Uncle Zhong, are you okay?"

"Your sudden death is a big blow to him. There are so many people in Changle Palace, we dare not tell him the truth, lest others will notice." Su He said, "Now the queen has arranged for him to live in the imperial mausoleum. After a few days when the attention of the people in the court is completely diverted, we will arrange someone to pick him up, and then we will send the two of you out of the city together."

Fu Yu nodded, with a bit of desolation hidden in his eyes: "It's my fault, which made people of Uncle Zhong's age feel sad for me."

"When he sees you, he will feel that everything before is worthwhile." Su He comforted.

Fu Yu sat up straight and said, "I'm bothering Mr. and the Queen." He suddenly smiled when he said this, "No, there are no queens anymore, I'm bothering Miss Su Ling." He looked up at Su He, "Is her arrangement in order? Can you leave the imperial city smoothly?"

Su He nodded: "Don't worry, this matter was arranged by my father himself. Soon, the queen will be extremely sad and will fall ill. My father will send her to the palace to recuperate. As for everything after that, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Only then did Fu Yu feel relieved, he raised his hand and pressed his chest: "That's good, everyone will be relieved."

Seeing the smile on his face and his still pale face, Su He hesitated to speak.On that Mid-Autumn Festival, Fu Yu took the medicine of feigning death, and "died" in front of everyone. Although the medicine did not hurt people's lives, it did damage to the body, so that when they secretly sent Fu Yu out of the palace, he was still in a coma. It took a full three days to wake up, and then he contracted a cold. Su He arranged for a reliable doctor to come to Fuyu's pulse, and took medicine on time every day. The cold seemed to have improved a lot, but his body was still weak. Day looked sleepy, unable to cheer up.

Fu Yu noticed Su He's hesitation, and blinked suspiciously: "Sir, do you have anything else to say?"

Su He looked at him, and finally said: "Doctor Li said that your body has recovered from the wind and cold, but your weakness is caused by worry and worry. But... what are you worried about?"

Fu Yu's eyes widened slightly, his eyes froze for a while, and then he showed a little smile. He shook his head lightly, and said to Su He: "Sir, I will not lie with you, the past ten years For the past few years, I have been thinking about leaving that imperial city every day and living a free life among the people. Now that I have finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish, I find that I am not so happy."

He lowered his head and unconsciously picked at his fingers, and finally asked after a long time, "Is Cang Lin okay?"

Fu Yu has lived here for more than a month since he woke up, but it was the first time he mentioned Cang Lin's name. When he woke up that day, Su He was in front of him. He asked Cheng Zhong, the Queen, He also asked other people who were involved in this matter in Zhengyang Palace that day, but he didn't mention the person who was inseparable from him.

Su He felt that he was afraid, afraid to hear that the man was sad for him, and also afraid to hear that the man was not sad.

Su He sighed lowly, and said softly: "Don't eat or drink, don't sleep and sleep, if I can't see him every day, I almost think he has a death wish to go with you."

Fu Yu bit her lip and wanted to say something, but in the end she just shook her head: "After all, we have been together day and night for so many years, it is normal for him to feel uncomfortable for a while." He breathed a sigh of relief, "He will help me It’s uncomfortable, but it makes me feel that he wasn’t by my side all these years just to take advantage of me.”

Su He glanced at Fu Yu, knowing that he was not as relaxed as he appeared, hesitated for a while, and told Fu Yu what Xun Cheng said that day, Fu Yu was silent for a while after listening, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up Hooked, and lightly tapped his leg with his fingers: "It seems that I was right, Cang Lin and Xun Guo have known each other for a long time, and that Xun Cheng should be He Hongyi's person, that's why Cang Lin was able to enter the In the palace."

He leaned back, thinking and continued: "So, the assassination I was in the palace that day should be ordered by He Hongyi. He probably wanted to kill me and put the blame on Chen Yuan, but he didn't expect to be assassinated by Cang Lin." I just don’t know if Ri Canglin smashed it accidentally or on purpose, but no matter what, he saved my life.”

Fu Yu subconsciously raised his hand and touched his right shoulder, which was where Cang Lin was injured that day. He closed his eyes slightly, and then opened them slowly: "Forget it, it's all in the past anyway, it's nothing to mention now Meaning. Anyway, everything is back to the way everyone wants now. I am no longer the puppet emperor controlled by others, nor is he the little eunuch bullied by others. Instead, he has returned to his original identity, and from then on each went his own way. The road I want, I will probably never meet again in this life.”

Speaking of this, he winked at Su He, "So it's really nothing, just asking for benevolence, and I made my husband laugh for nothing."

Su He looked at him for a while, and said softly: "It would be best if you really think about it." He stretched out his hand to grill in front of the charcoal basin, and glanced outside through the window, "It's getting late, It's time for me to go back to my residence, otherwise there will be suspicions, so you can rest and recuperate, and I will send you out of the city after picking up Uncle Zhong in a few days."

Fu Yu nodded and smiled at Su He: "Please trouble sir."

Su He shook his head lightly, finally couldn't hold back another long sigh, took the paper umbrella he left outside the door, and went out.

Fu Yu opened a gap in the window and watched Su He walk into the rain, and then out of the courtyard door. There was the sound of iron locks outside the courtyard door, and then the silence returned.