Everlasting prosperity

After having a banquet with Emperor Jiuzhao in the Palace of Jiu'an, Lord Ji An set off to return to Beili.Next month, on the ninth day of the eighth month, it will be the fiftieth birthday of Empress Bei Li, and a letter came from the palace, asking him to go to celebrate the birthday.

This is the first time in 22 years that he was invited into the palace to celebrate his family's birthday.

When he received the letter, he froze in shock and didn't speak for a while.Xiao Yizhi thought that something important had happened in the palace, but after reading the letter, he realized that he was invited to celebrate the birthday of Empress Beili.He was also quite shocked.

Ever since, Ji Anjun left immediately, told his servant to inform Emperor Jiuzhao of their farewell, then hurriedly packed his bags and left Jiuzhao Kingdom.

Just one day after they left Jiuzhao Kingdom, the Wangcheng was the same as before, pedestrians were walking back and forth on the city streets, buying and selling things.The fortune teller set up a booth, holding a black fan and shaking it back and forth.At the entrance of the restaurant, the entrance of the Xianglou, etc., there are waiters shouting loudly to attract visitors.

The young lady took a leisurely walk on the street, looking at two rows of interesting people, things, and things.

The sun was still and quiet, and the ground was slightly covered with green smoke.

Suddenly, a group of troops rushed in from the south gate of Wangcheng.

The leader is the armored cavalry, riding a war horse, galloping past with iron clang, rushing into the crowd mercilessly, breaking through the crowd that had originally gathered, people screaming and fleeing everywhere, and those who have no time to escape, just He was trampled under the hooves of those war horses and ran over.

Behind the cavalry were groups of infantry with sharp spears, broadswords or long swords in their hands. Under the sunlight, those weapons were silvery and extremely cold.They came at a trot, with neat steps, causing dust to fly under their feet.

Then followed by a group of heavily armored soldiers.They pushed the chariot, and there was a log surrounded by about five people on the cart. That was the broken city log.

"Your Majesty—it's not good—" the servant Fang ran into the Zhengyuan Hall in a panic, shouting loudly.

Zongzhengyuan frowned, put down the memorial, looked up at the person who came, and asked coldly, "Why are you panicking?"

"Your Majesty! King Anyang has led a large number of soldiers into the royal city!" Zifang replied in a panic.

"Where are you?" Zongzheng Yuan asked in a serious voice.

"Now, it should be almost to the south gate of the palace!" Zi Fang replied anxiously.

"Understood, let's go down." Zong Zhengyuan picked up the memorial again and replied calmly.

"Your Majesty! Then King Anyang's army has come to the king's city, sir..." Seeing Zongzheng Yuan's strange calmness, did Zifang give up resistance?He became more and more anxious.

"That's enough! It's a dream to want to kill me!" Zong Zhengyuan suddenly became angry and interrupted Zifang's words.

He stood up, walked to the couch, patted Zifang on the shoulder, and ordered, "Just keep an eye on Xiao Jiu, and I will take care of the rest."

Immediately, he strode towards the gate of the hall.Looking at Zongzhengyuan's back, Zifang felt a little less worried.He didn't know the arrangement of the king, but he knew that the king would be fine.

Zongzhengyuan went directly to Taiyuan Hall besides Zhengyuan Hall, walked up to the main seat, and sat upright.There was no one around, and he looked at the entrance of the hall alone.

Uncle Huang, I'm right here, waiting for you.

Zong Zhengxuan rode a war horse, dressed in a bright yellow brocade suit, with a dragon on top, majestic and majestic.He broke through the south gate of the Jiu'an King City all the way, drove straight in, until the south gate of the palace, broke through the city, easily entered the forbidden palace, and went straight to the front of the Taiyuan Hall.

He jumped off his horse and led a group of soldiers into the Taiyuan Hall.

"Hahaha! My nephew has been waiting for a long time!" Zongzhengxuan laughed loudly, walking quickly towards Zongzhengyuan who was sitting upright in the hall.

"Uncle Huang, you are really impatient." Zong Zhengyuan sneered while playing with the imperial seal in his hand.

"Zongzhengyuan, because you are the son of my emperor's brother, as long as you obediently step aside, I will guarantee your prosperity and wealth forever!" Zongzhengxuan threatened, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Zongzhengyuan looked at the arrogant man in front of him, took a deep breath, leaned back naturally, leaned on the back of the chair, and said lazily, "Uncle Emperor, I should be the one who said this, if you are obedient Surrender, and I will make sure you have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, Zong Zhengxuan burst out laughing, and then sneered viciously, "The little yellow-haired boy dares to talk to me like that! Come here! Take him down, and there will be a lot of rewards!"

The soldiers who heard Zongzhengxuan's order raised their spears and rushed forward one by one.

Seeing Zongzhengyuan rushing up, he sat motionless and sneered.

Suddenly, a man in armor rushed from nowhere, flew past, and kicked out the soldiers who rushed to the front with both feet.Immediately, batch after batch of soldiers appeared from all sides, one by one dressed in black armor, holding long swords, and surrounded Zong Zhengxuan and others tightly.

Seeing the leader of the army suddenly appearing, Zong Zhengxuan was furious, "Aren't you supposed to be guarding the gate of the city? How dare you betray me!"

"Zongzhengxuan, you are wrong!" Zongzhengyuan stood up slowly and said loudly.

Zong Zhengxuan looked at him in astonishment.

"They have never betrayed you," Zongzheng Yuan sneered, and said, "Because they have never been loyal to you."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding leaders swarmed up, and the leading general, holding a big knife, rushed forward and fought with Zong Zhengxuan.

"Zongzhengyuan! No matter what, today is your death day!" Zongzhengxuan shouted angrily, with veins popping up on his neck, spittle flying, his eyes reddened, and his body full of murderous aura.

"Protect Your Majesty!" the leading general shouted.

Zongzhengyuan looked coldly at the emperor's uncle who was under the hall now, seeing him being surrounded by the leaders of the army, being tortured with swords and swords in this siege, he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

He lingered on for 19 years under the oppression of his father and uncle, and his desire to make a big splash was not released at all, but was restrained everywhere.Most of the military power in his hands belonged to the Anyang King, but he was alone and besieged in this cage full of informants!

"Your Majesty! King Anyang has been captured alive, please forgive me!" the leading general said respectfully.

"Uncle Huang, do you have anything else to say?" Zong Zhengyuan asked coldly.

Zong Zhengxuan raised his head and roared, "I don't accept it! I lead 20 troops, as long as I..."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. The same is true for the people. I have a total of 80 people registered in the household department in Jiu'an Wangcheng. In terms of numbers, your 20 elite soldiers are not enough, let alone I have five Ten thousand elites lead the army." Zongzhengyuan explained leisurely.

Hearing this, Zong Zhengxuan laughed and said, "You actually used the lives of the common people to attack us!"

"Wrong! You are wrong again!" Zongzhengyuan yelled loudly, and then said, "Could it be that in your eyes, only the lives of the common people matter, and the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers of my Jiuzhao are not fate! The same as Jiuzhaozi People, how can they kill each other?"

"You!" Zongzheng Xuan was speechless, his face flushed red with anger.

"Report-"

"Your Majesty! All the soldiers outside the palace have disarmed and surrendered! Please, Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Hearing this, Zongzhengyuan sneered, looked at Zongzhengxuan who was forced to kneel down, and replied, "Order! The king of Anyang intends to murder the king and rebel, so he will be detained, and he will be executed at noon tomorrow. The generals who should be involved in the incident, ask together Cut off! The rest of the soldiers, thinking that they have made great contributions to me, Jiuzhao, will not be held accountable, but if anyone refuses to accept it, they will be killed!"

"Subordinates obey!"

In the summer of the third year of Zhengyuan in Jiuzhao Kingdom, the king of Anyang was executed at the north gate of the king's city for intending to rebel.Since then, there has been no Anyang king in the court.The emperor broke all his wings, and the relevant officials should be removed on different charges.

Nine Zhao Chaotang finally opened a new situation.

Perhaps there were too many follow-up matters to be dealt with during this period, Zong Zhengyuan hadn't even stepped into the dormitory for half a month, and it was rare that he didn't have to see that lunatic Jiu Ye, his ears were much clearer.

But what he didn't know was that Zongzheng Yuan hadn't stepped into the dormitory, on the contrary, he spent the night here every day, and only went back to the dormitory for a short rest every day near noon. After a glance, he was relieved, and then left to deal with complicated affairs until early morning.

And Jiuye always fell asleep early because of the need to recuperate from his injuries.When Zongzhengyuan came to see him, he was already asleep, so naturally he couldn't see Zongzhengyuan.

There is a servant beside Jiuye, named Zifang, who was sent by the lunatic to take care of him, but he doesn't really want to have too much contact with this servant, after all, the so-called care is nothing more than surveillance.

It also relied on this meticulous care, his injuries healed quickly, it should be because he had taken the antidote in advance, and the Dementor Gu did not attack.For the past half month, apart from recuperating from his injuries, he just read some books.

Most of the books in the Zhengyuan Palace are political theories and poems written by Zongzhengyuan, or a collection of paintings, and occasionally one or two self-reports.I don't know if he put it here on purpose, or other thoughts.But there are only these things to look at here, and you can pass the time.

Jiu Ye flipped through these things, feeling more and more puzzled in his heart, this lunatic is clearly a tyrant, how could he be so considerate of the people?If it weren't for Jiuzhao's attack on Ling'an, the capital of the emperor, how could there be so many people living in misery, causing the people's wives to be separated, their families to be destroyed?

What's more, he even mentioned that he would do something wrong to the emperor's tomb.Is such a person...?

Jiu Ye frowned, he really couldn't understand, and didn't understand.

That's right, since they were arrested, what else has there been between them besides insults, beatings, and humiliation?Jiu Ye sneered, put down the books in his hands, dragged the locks on his feet, and limped towards the left side of the desk, where there were many picture scrolls standing vertically.

But after only two steps, the lock came to an end, and he had to stop.

This chain is very long, and it can be dragged to many places in the palace, except for the palace gate.Now, there are even more picture scrolls.That palace gate is because the lunatic is afraid that he will run away again, so he won't let him approach, so why is this picture scroll?

Is there some secret?

Thinking of this, he bent slightly, pushed himself forward, stretched his hand closer to the picture scroll barrel, and slowly pulled it over.Immediately, he took out a picture scroll from inside, then slowly sat on the chair, stretched out his hand and carefully unfolded the picture scroll.

What came into view was a man in a black brocade suit, who was sitting upright, with his eyes closed as if he was meditating, and there was a black chain on his ankle, which went down to the ground.

this is me?

Jiuye's eyes widened in astonishment, she quickly threw the picture scroll on the ground, and stood up abruptly, but the wound on her leg was involved, and she hurriedly supported herself in pain, sweating profusely.

This lunatic!

As he thought about it, after the pain in his leg subsided a little, he calmed down, sat down slowly, took a deep breath, reached out to pick up the picture scroll that was thrown on the ground, and re-examined it carefully.

This painting should have been drawn in the dark room before.Jiu Ye remembered that at that time, the lunatic brought things in specially, and looked at himself while reviewing the memorial.As for myself, I meditated and practiced for the sake of keeping my eyes clean and thinking about when to escape when I was not prepared.Come to think of it, it was then.

Jiu Ye slowly rolled up the picture scroll, and picked up another picture scroll from the bucket again, and it was herself again who came into view.

He slapped the scroll on the table angrily, and unconsciously felt a burst of heat on his face.He put the scroll back into the bucket, stood up, and walked slowly towards the soft couch.

madman!Simply sick!

Inexplicably, he felt a burst of shame and anger in his heart, his heart was beating very fast, and he couldn't help but want to shake something with his hands.With that in mind, he moved his hands.Seeing the orderly porcelain vases, he reached out and lifted them up vigorously, then slammed them on the ground, frantically destroying everything that could be dropped.

He didn't even care about the torn wounds on his body, letting the blood stain his clothes red.

"My lord! My lord! Stop it!" Zifang rushed into the hall when he heard the sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping."

"Get out!" Jiu Ye roared angrily.

"My lord, don't get angry, it will be troublesome if the wound is opened!" Zi Fang hurriedly pulled him into the inner room, talking nonstop.

"Let go! I just don't fall!" Jiu Ye suddenly stopped and gasped.

Seeing that the man stopped moving, Zifang carefully let go of him.

"The slave is going to get the wound medicine, son, don't hurt yourself again." Zi Fang glanced at Jiu Ye and walked away quickly.

Jiu Ye snorted coldly, walked into the inner room slowly, sat gently on the soft couch, looked back at the blood-stained clothes on his shoulders, took a deep breath, leaned on the side, and closed his eyes.

He tried hard to recall those days in the darkroom, recalling the memories that tortured him, and kept asking himself, when did this lunatic change his mind?

Suddenly, he found that apart from certain memories, this lunatic did not go crazy every day, and even said that he was very kind to himself, so good that he surpassed Dijun?Startled by this thought, Jiu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the thought.

But then many inexplicable and similar memories suddenly swarmed.

He suddenly remembered that one day, the lunatic ordered people to spread all the soft blankets in the darkroom, and installed an extremely soft bed, and removed the three chains on his body.At that time, he thought it was another trick of the madman.But later, not only did he never beat himself again, but he also moved in out of nowhere.

Although he still planted the Dementor Gu, but this Gu did not do what he said.

That's right, from that time on, that lunatic, can be said to be extremely gentle

Until this escape.After the injury, he admitted that he was afraid. When he opened his eyes and saw the lunatic, his heart was filled with fear. The unbearable pain was vivid in his memory, which made him do things that he couldn't even think of.It was also this movement, the lunatic never even got close to him, and looked at him from a distance of three to five meters every day.

Except for those things in the darkroom, even though he spoke harshly to each other, the lunatic never insulted himself.In those days, when he was meditating and practicing, he would often talk about things about the court, or about Jiuzhao, in a gentle and soft tone, but he never gave any response, and he didn't care about it.

Thinking of it this way, he might really be kind to his people?

Also, I heard from the lunatic that the rebellion that day originated from Zong Zhengxuan, the King of Anyang, and his father, a prince who has been restrained for many years and has no real power. , I have to plan step by step and plan for the long term.

What was your reaction at that time?Vicious ridicule and insults.

But the lunatic just smiled wryly and hugged himself tightly, still relying on his own insults, without any response.

Thinking of this, Jiu Ye frowned and took a deep breath.

What kind of person is this lunatic?

"See Your Majesty!"

Outside, Zifang's voice came.

Jiu Ye sat up straight, wondering, why did he come?

"What's going on?" Zongzheng Yuan frowned and asked.

"Back to your lord, just now the young master lost his temper for some reason, and smashed the porcelain bottle everywhere. No, the wound was opened, and the servant went to get the wound medicine for the young master." Zifang replied respectfully, explaining the matter. What happened.

After Zongzhengyuan heard the words, he saw that his picture scroll barrel was not in place in a blink of an eye, his heart moved, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

"Give him the medicine first, and order someone to take care of it later." Zong Zhengyuan ordered.

Zifang bowed slightly behind him, then walked to the inner room.

Listening to his conversation, Jiu Ye looked up and saw Zi Fang holding a plate with bottles and a stack of gauze placed on it.

"Call him over." Jiu Ye said suddenly.

Hearing this, Zifang paused for a moment, quickly put down his things, turned around and walked away quickly.

Zongzhengyuan was flipping through the previous paintings, thinking why did that person just look at this painting and lose his temper?Could it be that the painting is not good?

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty is calling you."

Hearing this, Zongzheng Yuan burst into ecstasy, but he didn't move half a step, he just froze in place, neither going nor not going.

Doesn't he want to see me?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

"What's the name! I'm not deaf!"

Zifang was frightened by this sentence and froze in place. It took him a while to realize that there was no sign in front of his eyes.

Your Majesty, what's the matter?It's like a different person.

Zongzhengyuan walked into the inner room, and at a glance, he saw Jiuye who was leaning to the side, looking at himself with a scrutiny.He suddenly felt a little guilty, his thoughts were guessed, the kind of naked flustered being exposed in front of others.

"Come here, give me medicine." Jiu Ye said calmly.

Hearing this, Zong Zhengyuan was overjoyed, and hurried forward, took the small porcelain bottle and gauze on the plate, sat gently beside him, stretched out his hand and carefully tore off the sticky cloth on the wound.

Jiu Ye, who felt a burst of pain, suddenly turned around, reached out and grabbed Zong Zhengyuan's neck, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Do you know, I miss you dead."

Zongzhengyuan looked at the determination in his eyes, and the original joy in his heart was instantly extinguished by the cold water, from head to toe, icy cold.He smiled wryly, his heart full of sourness.

Looking at the pain in Zongzhengyuan's eyes, Jiuye suddenly felt a hesitation, and slowly let go of his hand.

"Lighten up."

He said.

"it is good."

Xiao Jiu's heart softened?

Thinking of this, most of the sorrow in Zongzheng Yuan's heart was relieved, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he prepared to take the medicine again.

Xiao Jiu, you will change, right?

Zongzhengyuan, what kind of person are you?Why, don't you hide?