Wen Xiangyanyu

The soldiers of the two battalions fought at the gate of the city, and in the end, Lin Su personally picked the deputy commander of the Northern Battalion from his horse, and the rest surrendered.

Twilight has fallen.

Prince Jing sat down in the chair, closed his eyes and said nothing.

There was a cut on his arm that was bleeding, Wen Ying asked the imperial physician to bandage it, but he waved it away indifferently.

Wen Ying received a sword from King Jing on his shoulder.

Before when their uncle and nephew fought, Wen Ying suppressed King Jing everywhere, but let him in on purpose. After receiving that sword for life, it was King Jing who abandoned the sword first, and he has been like this since then without saying a word. state of despair.

Until Lin Su escorted the deputy commander of the Beiying into the door, and reported to Wen Ying that all the rebels outside the palace had been taken down.

Wen Ying nodded lightly.

Hearing Lin Su's voice, King Jing raised his eyes and looked at him with piercing and sharp eyes, but Lin Su avoided it, pretending not to see it.

Wen Ying quietly reminded King Jing: "Uncle Emperor, you lost."

The only answer to him was Prince Jing's sneer.

Wen Ying didn't take it seriously: "If Uncle Huang insists on doing this again, those people outside will have to die in vain."

The vice-commander of Beiying, who was being escorted and knelt on the ground, was so dumbstruck when he heard the words that he struggled to get up, but Lin Su pushed him down again.

He argued loudly: "This general did not rebel! This general came to rescue you with His Majesty's order to rescue you! You are slandering this general!"

Lin Su had already got the troop deployment talisman and handed it to Wen Ying to see.

Wen Ying caressed the dragon pattern on it, which was unique to the emperors of the Dacheng Dynasty and could mobilize all the soldiers and horses in the capital. Now it is in his hands.

After a while, he asked in a deep voice: "Father has been seriously ill and unconscious these days, how did this troop transfer talisman get into the hands of my uncle?"

The deputy commander still wanted to argue, but Wen Ying didn't give him another chance, and ordered someone to detain him first and leave it for disposal.

Prince Jing raised his eyes indifferently, and finally said: "Your Highness, why bother to put on an air, you know exactly how this troop transfer talisman came about, so why ask? You don't have to talk nonsense, you don't even know your father." If you don't care, how can you care about this king and those people outside, if you want to kill them, just listen to your honor."

Wen Ying said: "Gu didn't intend to kill them, let alone the emperor's uncle. The official document sent to the Ministry of War at the northern camp will be suppressed by people, but the emperor must be asked to be a witness to Gu."

Prince Jing's eyebrows furrowed fiercely: "What else do you want to do?"

"Gu needs a Zen edict, and also needs several witnesses. If Duke Jing and the emperor's uncle testify for Gu, then all the officials in the court will be convinced."

"Don't even think about it!" Prince Jing said, "Aren't you very capable? Taking advantage of your father's time in the other palace, you took away the first and second assistants, and tried your best to control the government. Who would dare to contradict you? What kind of witnesses do you need? This king is a stubborn old man, I'm afraid it will spoil the good things of His Royal Highness."

Wen Ying narrowed his eyes lightly, and there was a little more coldness in his eyes: "If the emperor insists on refusing, I can only deal with the emperor and your subordinates as a rebellious party. family……"

"You dare!" Prince Jing blushed instantly, "You bastard! If you dare to do this, this king will never let you go!"

"Uncle Huang, there is a saying that those who know the current affairs are heroes," Wen Ying lowered his voice, "Perhaps Uncle Huang is willing to die for the stupid loyalty and righteousness you abide by, even at the expense of his family. You thought you died generously, but You have to think about it, the queen mother is getting old, how can she bear another white-haired man to send a black-haired man, now that the father has become like this, if the queen mother loses your youngest son and all the grandchildren, If she has something good or bad when she is sad, you are not filial."

King Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Wen Ying. He probably didn't expect this, his teeth were gritted, and he wanted to vomit blood with hatred.

Wen Ying was unmoved, and continued: "Your Majesty is now in a state, and he is unable to manage the government anymore. What I said before, I am willing to share the worries for Your Majesty and shoulder the burden. It is not fake. I will supervise the country in the name of the prince. It is not a long-term way, and there are many troubles, government orders cannot be issued smoothly, many things have to be delayed, even if the emperor is not selfish, he has to think about this great country and society."

The last sentence hit Prince Jing's heart word by word: "At this moment, Uncle Huang thinks, do you really have a choice?"

After a long stalemate, facing the always calm and confident Wen Ying, King Jing's aura weakened little by little, as if drained of all his strength, he finally collapsed in the seat and closed his eyes again.

Ling Qiyan watched coldly from the side, and he had to say that he admired Wen Ying a little, and he completely grasped Prince Jing's weakness in a few words.

With his subordinates, his wife and children as threats, he would only feel that he died for righteousness. These sacrifices are deserved and well deserved. The one who committed the most heinous crimes is Wen Ying.

But once the empress dowager was involved, he couldn't bear to be accused of being unfilial on his head, and he finally wavered after struggling.

Wen Ying didn't force him to express his opinion immediately, but ordered someone to send him back to his residence first. Prince Jing refused, and his voice became even hoarse when he spoke again: "I'll stay here. Now this place is full of your people, and I also Can't do anything anymore, you let me serve His Majesty, wait until His Majesty wakes up."

Wen Yingdan said: "Uncle Huang is too worried. Your Majesty is the lonely father, and there is no need to do such treasonous things alone."

Prince Jing clearly didn't believe him: "I can't guess what's on your mind, and I don't want to guess again. If you really want me to give you this testimony, then let me stay here to serve His Majesty."

Wen Ying looked at him deeply, and finally said after a long while: "Then it will be hard for the emperor."

They retreated, but King Jing suddenly called Lin Su to stop, and asked him in a cold voice: "Your Majesty has never treated you kindly. Although he is wary of the Lin family, he has not touched you at all. Instead, he has repeatedly shown you kindness and respect for the Duke of the Kingdom." , but now you are helping the prince to rebel against His Majesty, isn't it ungrateful?"

Lin Su replied calmly: "Your Highness said that those who know the current affairs are heroes, and I hope the prince will not blame him."

He didn't say any more, and retreated behind Wen Ying.

After leaving the emperor's dormitory, Wen Ying ordered Lin Su to go outside to recuperate the army: "Let the Beijing Guards strengthen the martial law. If there is any change in the capital, no matter who it is, take it."

Lin Su took the lead.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Ling Qiyan immediately let Wen Ying sit on the couch, and called the imperial physician to re-bandage him with medicine.

Prince Jing's sword stab was not shallow, adding a new wound where Wen Ying had been injured many times.

Earlier in the emperor's bedroom, he only stopped the bleeding casually, and Ling Qiyan didn't look carefully at it. Now he knelt in front of him and took a closer look. Seeing the bloody mass, his expression changed, and he was annoyed. He said: "...Prince Jing obviously can't beat you, why did you send him up specially to suffer this blow? Is there something wrong with you?"

Wen Ying raised his hand to caress his face, restraining his coldness when he was outside: "It's nothing, just a small injury."

"There's so much blood and a minor injury!" Ling Qiyan was even more annoyed when he heard this, "Is it a big deal if you lie on the bed like the emperor and can't move?"

Wen Ying explained in a low voice: "If I don't take this sword, King Jing will not be angry. In any case, he must be the witness of the edict of Zen, and that's the only way."

Ling Qiyan naturally knew why Wen Ying did this, but he was just angry: "You said last time that you would never scare me again, you liar!"

Wen Ying didn't say anything more, and held his right hand, Ling Qiyan's finger was also injured, and it had been wrapped up with medicine. Recalling the scene of blood slipping from between his fingers, Wen Ying's eyes were dim, and the coldness all over his body Yi raised his head again.

Ling Qiyan noticed it, quickly withdrew his paws, and said embarrassingly: "I'm fine, it's just a scratch."

Wen Ying looked at him: "So you can scare me like this?"

Ling Qiyan was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you doing this? The words are so unreasonable, the sword has been sent to your throat, and I took it with my hands in a hurry."

"I can take it," Wen Ying reminded him in a cold voice, "You said it yourself, he can't beat me at all, I just let him, I won't let him hurt the vitals."

Well, Ling Qiyan admitted that he was indeed a little concerned at the time but was confused, and didn't think much about it. When he saw the tip of the sword pointing towards Wen Ying's throat, he subconsciously reached out to take it.

Ling Qiyan was very depressed, and he still knelt on the ground. Finally, he lowered his head, lay on Wen Ying's knee, and said in a muffled voice: "Poor scholar, you lie to me every time, and you don't say a word of truth. Hurry up and stop me, talk about you, how come it involves me again, I will cut the skin on my hand, how can it be like you, a blood hole was stabbed on the shoulder, can this be the same thing?"

Wen Ying softened his voice: "There will be no next time."

"You have said this several times, only a fool will believe you."

Wen Ying bent down and reached out to grab Ling Qiyan. Ling Qiyan was picked up by him with one arm and sat on his lap facing each other.

Ling Qiyan was startled, subconsciously supported his shoulders, and then realized that he had just been injured, so he quickly stopped: "What are you doing?"

Wen Ying looked at him and didn't move.

Ling Qiyan's heart trembled slightly under his stare: "What are you looking at, don't look at..."

Wen Ying still didn't move his eyes away, looking at him even more openly.

Finally, Ling Qiyan couldn't take it anymore, lowered his head, cupped Wen Ying's face with both hands, and pressed a kiss to his lips.

The injured finger gently rubbed Wen Ying's temple hair.

Wen Ying's dark eyes gradually brightened, and he hugged him tightly.

The emperor woke up again in the early morning of the next day. Wen Ying went to pay his respects. The emperor had already taken the medicine and was resting with his eyes closed.

Prince Jing still looked unhappy when he saw him, but he was no longer as excited as yesterday. Wen Ying walked in and said to him, "Uncle Huang, I just want to have a few words with Father alone."

"What are you going to do?" Prince Jing suddenly became vigilant, looking at him as if he was afraid that he would harm the emperor.

Wen Ying glanced at the emperor who was on the imperial couch with drooping eyelids and ignored him, and said lightly, "Don't worry, uncle, I just want to say a few words to my father, I won't do anything else, you can just stare outside .”

Prince Jing stared at him twice, then turned around and said something to the emperor, got up and went outside.

Wen Ying stepped forward, knelt down beside the emperor, and heard the extremely displeased voice leaking from the emperor's nose, who still had his eyes closed, and said calmly, "Father, that miracle doctor Zhang was brought by the emperor's uncle." , he will not lie to you, you have this poison, you need to take three to five years of intensive care to recover your body, and the affairs of the government are just a burden to you."

"I do have wolfish ambitions, but I also do it for the good of my father. If you insist on refusing to issue an edict, I can only do it for you."

"Royal father doesn't need to be angry, otherwise it will hurt his body like yesterday."

In the courtyard, Ling Qiyan was leaning against the porch, casually admiring the spring scenery in the other palace.

Prince Jing came out, glanced at him indifferently, and ignored him.

Ling Qiyan called people to stop, and said with a smile: "Is the prince still unconvinced, if it is not for Duke Jing, His Highness may not be able to win?"

Prince Jing looked at him coldly.

Ling Qiyan raised the corners of his lips lightly: "That's true. Many people were still vacillating. If His Highness hadn't had the biggest bargaining chip of the Lin family, they might not have fallen to His Highness. As for why Duke Jing should do things for His Highness, knowing the current affairs Being a hero is naturally one aspect, after all, back then when His Highness was nothing, Duke Jing was very optimistic about him."

Seeing Prince Jing's ugly face, Ling Qiyan didn't take it seriously at all, paused, and continued: "But does the lord know? The little lady of the Lin family was killed by that dog Ling Qiyu."

Prince Jing said coldly: "So what? When the daughter of the Lin family died, His Majesty made an exception to posthumously bury her as the county lord, and even mentioned her elder brother's official position. Isn't that enough? Just a daughter is worth respecting the Duke and taking risks." Follow the prince to force the palace to commit crimes?"

Ling Qiyan shook his head: "Is no amount of compensation worth the life of someone else's daughter? Later, when Ling Qiyu died, he admitted it himself, but His Majesty was afraid of being said that he was incapable of raising a child, so he gave birth to a lunatic, cold-blooded animal. Without mentioning a single word to the outside world, the cause of her daughter's death still cannot be revealed, wouldn't it be chilling?"

"In the eyes of the prince, a daughter may not be important. I'm afraid that even your son can sacrifice for the so-called righteousness, but not everyone can be as open-minded as the prince. An emperor like your majesty is not worthy of allegiance. , why not?"

"Although His Highness is also ruthless, there are clear grievances and grievances. What's wrong with following him?"

After Ling Qiyan finished speaking, he didn't look at the complicated and changing expression on Prince Jing's face, smiled, turned his eyes away, and continued to enjoy the scenery outside the corridor.

It took Wen Ying two quarters of an hour to come out, and when he passed by, Prince Jing asked him, "The Lin family is powerful, so you are not afraid of raising tigers?"

"Gu is not my father, I don't doubt my employer, and I don't use anyone I suspect."

Prince Jing didn't say any more, and went in with a sullen face.

Ling Qiyan smiled and raised his chin with Wen Ying: "What did you say to the emperor?"

"Let him issue a Zen seat."

"Can he agree?"

"He doesn't want to, but he can't help it."

Ling Qiyan was immediately happy, and pointed to Wen Ying's heart: "You are really, really bad."

Wen Ying looked at him, and Ling Qiyan nodded: "It's good, it's a long night and dreams, don't delay any longer, and send the edict before tomorrow."

"it is good."