Golden Stage

"My lady, don't be afraid."

Yan Xiaohan walked in from the door, bowed to her, asked Yuan Zhen to close the door, walked to the imperial couch, and lowered his head to check the situation of Emperor Changzhi.

Fu Ling recognized Yan Xiaohan.Her impressions of this man were very complicated. She knew that he had helped her, but she hated him for defiled her elder brother, and she also had a guilty conscience, so her tone was a little cold and flustered: "What are you doing here?"

"Here to help you," Yan Xiaohan said calmly, "You are the crown prince's mother, so it's better not to be stained with regicide."

Fu Ling was stunned: "You..."

"Your Majesty, you forgot? There are humble ministers by your side." Yan Xiaohan lifted the lid of the incense burner, and sprinkled a handful of fresh incense into it.Then he explained unhurriedly: "Even if you don't need to do it, the emperor's deadline is tonight. It's enough for me to let my minister do such things that will last forever, and don't get your hands dirty."

The tone and demeanor of his speech has a sense of reliability that makes people involuntarily convincing.Fu Ling stared blankly at the filial piety clothes on his body, disbelief and sudden realization came to mind at the same time, and he murmured: "The emperor's illness... was planned by you alone? Is it for... him?"

The cold aroma diffuses with the white smoke from the animal's mouth, diluting the decaying medicinal smell and warm fragrance in the house, as if walking from the house into the ice and snow all at once.

Emperor Changzhi on the couch had his limbs convulsed, his breathing was short of breath, and he made a "ho ho" phlegm sound from his throat.

"It's because of him, but it's not all because of this incident," Yan Xiaohan said with a smile, "Didn't the empress find out? Since the emperor arrived in the capital, he has never had any heirs."

Ever since Concubine Xue Shu's incident happened, Yan Xiaohan realized that Emperor Changzhi was an unreliable and ruthless man, and the status of the Empress and Crown Prince was in jeopardy.So after Emperor Changzhi returned to Beijing, he secretly ordered Yuan Zhen to add medicine to the emperor's tea.

People at that time took tea drinking as a fashion, and Emperor Changzhi especially loved tea. Yuan Zhen was favored by the emperor because of his skill in making tea.What Yan Xiaohan gave him was a herbal medicine that was extremely similar in shape to tea leaves, and even had a similar smell. It was poisonous and easy to kill sperm.Emperor Changzhi drank this "Zizi tea" for several years, and sure enough, not a single dragon species was left behind.

This medicine originally has the effect of strengthening the heart, but when combined with the Zishu incense that Yan Xiaohan just ordered, it is easy to cause symptoms similar to heart disease.The imperial doctor couldn't diagnose poisoning, and still gave Emperor Changzhi to take cardiotonic drugs, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.Over time, the disease became more and more serious, and at this point, it was impossible to recover, and it was just a hard life.

Yan Xiaohan originally planned to slow down, wait for the crown prince to grow up, and then let Emperor Changzhi suffer from a heart attack and die, but he underestimated the ambitions of Xue Sheng and Emperor Changzhi, and he did not expect that Fu Ya would jump out and intervene, and directly kill him. The situation is pushed to an irreversible situation.

Fortunately, what he is best at is the Jedi counterattack.

"The night is still long, I'll watch here, the empress is going to rest first, I'm still busy tomorrow." Yan Xiaohan turned his head and said to the silent eunuch by the door, "Yuan Zhen, send the queen to the side hall."

The snow was still falling, the deepest night had fallen, and soon it would be dawn and snow.

Fu Ling was "invited" into the side hall involuntarily.She was lying on the couch with all her clothes on, and thousands of thoughts rolled into an inextricable mess in her mind. She didn't fall asleep in a daze until it was almost dawn.

In the haze, there seemed to be a distant bell ringing in the distance. She stepped on the ground in her dream, felt a "thump" in her heart, and woke up suddenly.

There was silence all around, and it was still dark outside. Fu Ling sat up from the couch, his breathing was messy, and he felt that his heart was still beating uncontrollably.At this time, someone knocked on the door lightly, and Yuan Zhen's voice came through the door: "Is your majesty awake? Master Yan sent his servants to ask, do you still want to see His Majesty for the last time?"

Fu Ling seemed to be struck by lightning, and two lines of tears rolled down his eyes without warning.

Her throat was sore, and she suppressed her sobs and said: "Grandpa, wait a moment, I'll be here soon."

When Fu Ling tidied up and came to the main hall, Emperor Changzhi had already fallen into a coma. There were many people around the imperial couch, including eunuchs, living servants, and imperial doctors. Only Yan Xiaohan stood far away, his expression pale. , nothing to do with him, but at this critical moment, he was distracted, like an outsider.

After everyone saluted, they moved out of the way, and Fu Ling knelt beside the imperial couch, crying out with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Changzhi's eyelids twitched slightly, as if responding to her voice, but he never opened his eyes.Fu Ling squeezed his skinny hand into his palm, and cried, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this concubine will definitely teach Hao Hui'er, and live up to His Majesty's earnest expectations."

Emperor Changzhi's fingers twitched a few times in her hand, his breath was as faint as a candle in the wind.It is said that there will be a miraculous flashback before death, but the imperial doctor held his breath and waited for a while. After all, Emperor Changzhi did not wake up again, and slowly stopped breathing under the gaze of everyone.

"My mother's day is sad."

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xiaohan stepped forward and whispered behind Fu Ling: "The emperor has passed away."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation fell to their knees. Seeing that Fu Ling was still in a daze, Yan Xiaohan had no choice but to remind him: "Your Majesty?"

Fu Ling blinked very slowly, blinking away the last teardrop from the corner of his eye, and stretched out his hand to Yuan Zhen who was beside him.

Yuan Zhen hurriedly helped her up.Yan Xiaohan stepped aside, Fu Yi knelt down.

"The emperor... has passed away."

Facing the empty hall, Fu Ling opened his red lips lightly, and his voice was hoarse and trembling, but he kept on saying, "Immediately send someone to inform all the princes, officials, princes, and concubines to close the gates of the palace and the city, and put the whole city under martial law. please--"

Before the word "new lord" could be uttered, a loud shout came from outside the door: "Your Majesty is dead, why didn't you call me into the palace to listen to the will!"

I don't know who leaked the news, outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, led by Xue Sheng, dozens of courtiers gathered at the bottom of the steps, Emperor Changzhi's half brother Zhao Wang was also among them.With Yuan Zhen's support, Fu Ling walked to the front of the hall, glanced coldly at the young or old faces, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty is still in a coma, and there are no edicts left."

Xue Sheng pointedly said: "Maybe there is, but the empress doesn't know."

Fu Lingdao: "My son is the crown prince conferred by the Holy Majesty himself, the crown prince of the country, regardless of whether there are any edicts, he is the new ruler of the world, what objection does Mr. Xue have?"

Xue Sheng sneered, opened the wooden box that he carried with him, took out a scroll of Minghuang imperial decree from it, and held it up in his hand: "This is His Majesty's own handwritten will, entrusted to the old minister when he was seriously ill, and will be made public after the Daxing!"

There was a moment of silence outside the hall, and then the pot exploded.

The queen said that there was no will, and the favorite minister said that the will was in his hands. What does this mean?It means that in the edict in Xue Sheng's hand, the heir to the throne is probably not the crown prince!

Yan Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped the knife with his fingers hidden under the sleeve of his robe, and began to seriously think about how he would end up if he killed Xue Sheng on the spot.

Xue Sheng dared to present the imperial decree, whether it was true or not, it meant that his preferred heir to the throne was not the crown prince, but King Zhao who was hiding in the crowd.But according to Emperor Changzhi's character, would he really let his own son go, and instead hand over the country to an unfamiliar half-brother?

Before he could think about the result, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the distance.Two black-tailed steeds galloped across the ground covered with frost and snow.

A long-lost voice thundered in everyone's ears——

"The emperor's decree has arrived! All the ministers accept the decree!"

Yan Xiaohan looked back in astonishment, the strong wind was blowing towards his face, at the end of the night and the snowstorm, a slender and tall figure gradually appeared in his field of vision with the faint morning light in the east.

The big red martial arts robe, the dark sable fur, the long knife hanging from the waist, and the heroic posture, as if the god of war came to the world, and the stars came to the world.

"Fu Shen!!"

"General!!"

"Long time no see, everyone," Fu Shen, whose portrait was still hanging in the Kylin Hall, reined in his horse in front of the hall, splashing a large cloud of snow and fog, and greeted everyone in a leisurely manner.

Then, he paid more attention to Xue Sheng: "Master Xue, are you all right?"

Hell in the daytime, Xue Sheng only felt a basin of snow water poured down his head, and the huge cold and panic gripped his heart.His eyes were tearing apart, his face was ferocious, half frightened, half desperate, he squeezed out two words through his teeth with difficulty: "It's you..."

"Heaven didn't fulfill your wishes, and you didn't die. I'm really sorry," Fu Shen said with a smile, "Master Xue has become more and more promising, and Shibie has been admiring him for three days. He used to be poisoned, but now he has learned to pass on false edicts." .”

"Blood!" Xue Sheng said like a cannonball, "You and Duan Guihong secretly colluded with the intention of rebellion, and the emperor found out about the conspiracy, so he ordered people to get rid of you! The Fu family committed a serious crime of conspiracy, and the queen is your blood relative. Because of this, the emperor wrote a will and entrusted it to me, and he wanted to pass it on to King Zhao! You traitor, how dare you show up at this time to disrupt the situation!"

Fu Shen didn't get angry, but just clicked his tongue: "Listen, don't you feel guilty about what you said, Master Xue?"

"If I really rebelled," he glanced at the ministers in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a half-smile, and said word by word, "it's your turn to yell at me here today? Don't talk about the capital, you will never be here in your life." I was trapped to death in Jinling."

"Li Xiaodong, the deputy general of Zhengxi Army, has already confessed. You ordered him to poison me during the peace talks with Southwest, and you also planted the blame on Duan Guihong. I brought him to Dali Temple for you. The fingerprints on the confession are still fresh. Xue My lord, why don't you take your 'imperial decree' and go to be his companion?"

The words were shocking, and the court officials in Northern Xinjiang were the first to react, and said angrily: "Old man! How dare you do such a deceitful thing!"

Yan Xiaohan gestured to the imperial army not far away, and Xue Sheng shouted sharply: "I am the official ordered by the imperial court! No evidence, no proof, who dares to arrest me!"

"I dare."

Fu Shen said coldly, "Where is the forbidden army?"

As expected of the commander who leads the army all the year round, this sentence is majestic and intimidating, like a collision of gold and stone.The guards on the left and right responded in unison, and their voices soared into the sky: "The end is here!"

"Take down this traitor who is a traitor, and escort him to the prison for trial."

Fu Shen said with murderous intent, "Fu Mou has been in the army for ten years, and has drank countless blood with knives in his hands. Today, he is willing to commit the crime of arrogance. I don't believe he can't kill you, a traitorous minister!"

The imperial guards were originally from their side. Upon hearing this, they immediately swarmed up like tigers and wolves, pushed Xue Sheng upside down, tied him up, and dragged him out.

From Xue Sheng standing up to being captured, the situation changed several times, all in the blink of an eye.Thanks to Fu Shen's unambiguous words and straightforward methods, a sudden change in the palace was quickly eliminated by him to the point of being invisible.It is difficult for ordinary people to experience this kind of scene once in their life. All the officials were stunned and could not recover for a long time. No one thought that there would be such a bizarre turning point. feeling.

The overall situation has been decided, even if the Supreme Emperor's edict has not been read, there is no suspense about the outcome.

Fu Shen is back, who else in the world can surpass the crown prince?

Yan Xiaohan put away the knife calmly, walked up to Fu Shen's horse, handed him a hand, and asked in the usual tone of ordinary children gossiping, "Why are you here?"

This time General Fu was not stupid at last, he jumped down holding his hand without hesitation, and said: "If I don't come, why don't I let that old thief Xue Sheng bully my sister, their orphans and widows?"

He glanced sideways at Fu Ling. On the steps, the Queen couldn't stop crying immediately.

Fu Shen sighed, and said solemnly, "My condolences."

He was still holding a scroll of Minghuang imperial decree in his hand, Yan Xiaohan kept holding his hand and refused to let go, Fu Shen glanced down, and sighed softly: "I said Madam, your strength is a bit too strong."

Yan Xiaohan: "..."

Fu Shen smiled, did not break free, raised his hand and threw the edict to Cheng Fengjun, the eunuch who came with him, and said concisely: "Read."

When Fu Shen heard the news that Emperor Changzhi was seriously ill, he worried that Yan Xiaohan would not be able to handle it alone, so he secretly rushed back to the capital from the southwest without telling him.The Northern Yan army had its own way in the palace. He entered the palace under the support of Cheng Fengjun. He heard the news leaked on the way. Xue Sheng and others were coming to the palace. Just in case, he went to the Supreme Emperor to ask for advice. The decree, I didn't expect it to come in handy in the end.

"Fengtian Chengyun Taishang Emperor's Decree: I return to the emperor..."

Emperor Yuantai abdicated due to helplessness, and his vision and skills were many times stronger than that of Emperor Changzhi.Fu Shen would rather rely on him than trust that idiotic Emperor Changzhi.

According to the will of the Supreme Emperor, Sun Hui, the direct descendant of the Empress of the Central Palace, will inherit the throne. However, the new lord is still young, and the state affairs are still decided by the Yanying Hall, and the Empress Dowager listens to the government behind the curtain.

In addition, Yan Xiaohan, envoy of Tianfu Army, Fu Shen, Duke of Jingguo, Gu Shanlu, scholar of Dongji Palace, Li Huayue, scholar of Guanhai Palace, and Xiao Tong, bachelor of Jianning Pavilion, were five ministers to assist in the administration.

After the imperial decree was finished, the only two people standing side by side in the audience suddenly ascended to the highest position of power in the world like clouds and fog.

Those who know the inside story can't help but be surprised that Emperor Yuan Tai once made the most stupid trick on Fu Shen, wishing to kill him, but when a new era is approaching, he seems to let go of all worries and resolutely use the greatest power Hand over to Fu Shen.

The emperor's heart, the needle in the sea, how he came to the epiphany, perhaps only Emperor Yuantai himself knows.

"Have you finished reading? It's my turn." Fu Shen turned to Yan Xiaohan, with an indistinct smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his voice slightly, and said loudly, "The Supreme Emperor's order, Yan Xiaohan accepts the order."

Yan Xiaohan froze for a moment, let go of his hand, took a step back, and fell to his knees in Fuyi.

Fu Shen said: "If the new master can assist, he should do his best; if he is not talented, he can replace him."

There was a dead silence in the snow.

Except for Fu Shen, everyone, including Yan Xiaohan and the empress, were dumbfounded.

Yan Xiaohan?Why Yan Xiaohan?

There was a rustling sound of blood in his ears, those words were like a blow to the head, hitting Yan Xiaohan not knowing what time it was, he seemed to be suddenly thrown into the empty snow field, he didn't feel any surprise, only utter bewilderment.

What is this?

He raised his eyes to look at Fu Shen in a trance, the two eyes met in mid-air, the corner of the man's eyes slyly curved, and then Yan Xiaohan's eyes darkened, a thick shadow passed over his head, firmly pressing down on him shoulder.

Fu Shen took off his sable fur and put it on him.

Yan Xiaohan was dressed in plain white single clothes, and he could barely see his figure when kneeling in the snow, but when he was pressed by the pitch-black sable fur, the surrounding red walls and yellow tiles, blue bricks and white snow, and two people kneeling and standing in the snow ...For some reason, the whole scene suddenly became "thick and colorful".

Fu Shen bowed slightly, stretched out a hand towards him, and reminded softly: "Master Yan, do you still not accept the order?"

His actions seemed to be some kind of ceremony that implied recognition and acceptance. The courtiers who belonged to the northern border were more likely to understand the meaning and knelt down first.

"I would like to obey the imperial edict."

Immediately after, more than a dozen palace officials from other places also knelt down together.

"My minister... I would like to obey the sacred edict. I should do my best and live up to my trust."

Yan Xiaohan stared intently at Fu Shen, and that man was also looking back at him.

Dawn is about to pass, day is coming, the wind has stopped and the snow is still, the sun is slowly rising from the distant sky, the clear light reflects the fine snow on the glazed tiles, shining brightly, almost dazzlingly brilliant, but nothing compares to the one standing facing him with the backlight That figure, it seems that just a slight movement can bring out the gentle sparkle in the eyes.

Sorrows and joys, life and death, laughter, singing and crying, twelve years of time, years like a long river, all flow slowly in this moment of staring at each other.

In this glance, there are his mountains and rivers, his family and country are stable, and his long-term life together will never change until death.

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The author has something to say: this is the end of the text, thank you for your company and support over the past few months, thank you all.

This article has many flaws and loopholes. The author's IQ is often offline. I would also like to thank the readers for their tolerance. I will work hard to improve it in the future. I hope to see you again in the next book.

The episodes are updated from time to time. The current plan includes the life experience of Mr. Yan, the parallel world of King Su and Fu Tingxin. You can put forward what you want to see in the comments.

The postscript will be written after the extra episode is finished.

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