Don't go down if you have a kind [Rebirth]

I am a prince, ranked [-]th, [-] years old, my father passed away yesterday, today is my first day as emperor.

The empress said, she never counted on me, and that I was able to become the emperor, it was a great piece of shit luck.From my ranking, it is indeed the case.

I have thirteen imperial brothers, each of whom has more potential to be an emperor than me.Among them, the eldest prince with the most potential and the second king of Qin fought each other to death ten years ago, and the second most potential, the third king of Yan and the fourth king of Jin formed the King Yan Party and the King Jin Party respectively. Just yesterday, The two sides also had a fight outside the city gate, and my other nine imperial brothers were all involved.

The reason why I didn't join them is because I haven't been sealed yet and I don't have soldiers in my hand.

Like me, there is another one who has not been granted the title, that is my eldest nephew, the only seedling of the deceased prince, His Highness the eldest grandson of the emperor.The crown prince was punished for the crime of treason, and the child was abandoned in the East Palace for many years. Before his death, the emperor suddenly mentioned that I thought he was going to pass on the throne to him, but I didn't want the emperor to call him to the bed, so I just asked: "How old is this year? "The child knelt on the ground and said fifteen.The royal father probably felt that he was too young to be responsible, so he finally wrote my name on the imperial edict.

I am ashamed to take advantage of my age.So the first thing after he ascended the throne was to make him a king.I allocated to him the Northwest Liangzhou area that I once dreamed of, and let him enjoy it.

King Yan and King Jin broke into the palace city and walked up to the palace with their swords, as if they wanted to kill me.I was afraid and said: "Third brother, fourth brother, I am willing to give up my position!"

But they never came to a conclusion, which allowed me to survive for the time being.

After my father's death, I saw off my brothers and sat on my dragon throne for a nap. Suddenly, a minister told me that King Liang was ill, and handed over a note to request that the date of going to the fief be postponed.

I was startled, thinking that there was another brother who was unwilling to leave the imperial capital, and was going to stay and make trouble for me.After a while, I realized that this good king is my eldest nephew.

In order to show my kindness and generosity, I searched out three thousand-year-old ginseng from the Minister's Mansion, and personally carried them to visit the sick.

The East Palace is overgrown with weeds and miscellaneous everywhere.In the evening, thunder and lightning, heavy rain, the heat of midsummer was blown away.

The old eunuch came with a lamp in his hand and led me into a dilapidated palace door.The hall was pitch black, and my elder nephew was malnourished, lying on his side, his back like a thin Cangshan.

There are often times in life when the scene seems familiar, making people feel as if they have experienced it before.At this moment, I feel that this situation seems to have a previous life.It seems that the eldest nephew should say to me in the next moment: "Uncle Fourteen..."

Sure enough, the eldest nephew woke up and was quite surprised to see me: "Uncle Fourteen, why are you here?"

I let him lie down comfortably without getting up, and I stuffed three old ginseng to the old eunuch who was serving him.The old eunuch quickly knelt down to thank him, I quickly waved my hand and said, "It's just a few radishes."

The imperial nephew obviously felt my generosity and kindness, and struggled to kowtow to me.I taught him: "You deserve the grand grandson of the emperor. After recovering from illness, I will rely on you as my right-hand man in the future."

It may be that I said it too bluntly, and he seemed to be frightened.

I went back to the Queen's place and reported the situation to the Queen. The Queen said: "God, I'm sorry to see you, you little bastard, you don't think that child is miserable enough, so come and go up the Sword Mountain with us!"

I really want to win over the emperor's nephew and make him my confidant, so as to deal with my group of tiger and wolf-like emperor brothers. This is the first emperor's strategy in my life, and it is obviously not approved by the emperor.

But the empress is a woman with unparalleled wisdom, as a clean stream in the palace of my father and empress, she hasn't even fought to the death with an ant, she is really not enough to be my military advisor.

After late at night, I ran back to my residence in the palace, Zibo Terrace, not daring to stay in the Emperor Xuanyang Palace.Although the place is now mine, I still dare not speak up.

This is really not to blame for my cowardice. From last night to tonight, after twelve hours of ups and downs, I calmed down and thought about it, and found that my father's death made me sad, but the mess my father left me made me even more terrified.Not only do I have a group of imperial brothers who are like tigers and wolves, but also a group of ministers like vampires, a nest of relatives like snakes and scorpions, and a dozen enemies of the country like ghosts. The most important thing is whether I can live to see the sun the next day. , where to sleep is really not a problem.

I lay on the couch, wondering if my father really loved me.I even began to wonder if the empress had hidden deep palace fighting skills, wondered whether the old and cunning ministers had secretly formed a secret party, suspected that the enemies of the Northern Qiang had extended their minions into my Daxing court, doubts were all They secretly colluded in a miasma, which forced me to wear the imperial robe.

For the first time in my life, I couldn't sleep at night, thinking about whose head I would behead tomorrow, whose house would be raided, and whose house I would invite to the study for tea.

I was thinking about it chaotically, and vaguely had a long dream. I dreamed that I was still the emperor at the age of four or fifty. I didn’t die, and I didn’t die. Long live Zhongshan.I am quite proud that I finally did not disgrace the foundation of my ancestors.Just as my heart was full of joy, suddenly and suddenly, all the lovers cheered and scattered into two rows, and a man in armor strode forward, just like my royal brothers in the daytime today, with swords and boots, big Has the hostility to kill and seize soldiers.

I exempt him from kneeling, give him the throne, and invite him to drink a cup of wine that cleanses the wind and cleanses the dust.I personally offered it to him, and he refused to accept it. He suddenly stood up and drew his sword.The ministers exclaimed in an uproar and rushed towards me, but he slammed the sword into my arms...

I woke up suddenly, and found that the fringe knot of the sword hanging from the tent broke loose and hit me.

The night wind blows the moisture after the rain and breaks through the window, blowing me refreshed.A part of the frost-like white blade slipped out, and pressed heavily and coldly on the chest, like a hundred thousand mountains added to the body.When I recalled the dream, I remembered every detail very clearly, I could clearly see the faces of every person in the hall, I could call their names, and they were worthy of their official positions.

Right Prime Minister Xue Dai has become a gangster, and his son Xue Shang is already graying at the temples.Zhao Guang, the left minister who was older than the right minister, died early, and his precious grandson Zhao Shuo, dressed in military uniform, stood at the head of the generals.The little eunuch Xu Changan who was with me had turned into a hairless middle-aged fat man with swollen knuckles, and he would spill a third of a glass of wine.

And the person who gave me the sword was so daring, he dared to look at me like that, ridiculed and indifferent, as if I had done something wrong, as if he had a huge grievance, as if he didn't deserve to die, It seems that I am not worthy to be the emperor.He slapped the sword to me, to test whether I dare to kill him openly or not.

Who is this person, I can't even remember who he is for a while.In the dream, I seemed to be afraid to look directly into his eyes for a long time, so that I forgot his face.

I was tossing and turning, thinking hard, when I suddenly saw Xu Changan's slender shadow reflected on the outer window, he asked me hastily in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, His Highness King Liang is here, let me in?"

Before I could answer, King Liang rushed in, rushed to the couch, bowed his head and knelt at me: "Your Majesty, save me! Uncle Fourteen, save me!"

I hurriedly got up and scolded Xu Changan: "Stupid thing, who told you to stop him!"

Xu Changan hastily pleaded guilty and withdrew, and there was a din of people outside, very chaotic.

Seeing my eldest nephew covered in mud and water, I quickly pulled him up: "Change some clothes and go to sleep. I'd like to see who dares to come here and arrest people!"

Needless to say, this must be my grandmother. My imperial concubine will definitely not engage in these struggles. If my father's other concubines arrest people, most of them will come to arrest me, and they will not arrest that humble son of the Eastern Palace.As an old and spicy ginger, my grandmother, the old lady Jiang, has been in the harem for 70 years. She exists like a memorial tablet of the first emperor. No one dares not to listen to who she says to arrest.It is puzzling that the grandmother has always wanted to get rid of her great-grandson.Relying on the fact that my emperor's mother is my grandmother's distant niece, I decided to muster up the courage to explain to my grandmother that although the eldest brother of the prince was guilty back then, the child was innocent.

I decided on my words and planned to see my grandmother immediately.However, as soon as I stepped out of the threshold with one foot, Xu Changan rushed back and shouted at me: "Your Majesty! There are also palace guards from the Shu and De palaces!"

In a fit of anger, I withdrew my foot, stood on the threshold, and pointed at Xu Changan: "Idiot! What are you doing back here! Tell the Queen Mother that a fly has crawled on her grandson's forehead!"

Concubine Shu is the mother of the third king of Yan, and Concubine De is the mother of the fourth king of Jin. Their palace lieutenant is a new official office. I.

I don't know who they want to arrest, I only know that once I go out, I will probably become the emperor with the shortest reign in the Daxing Dynasty.

King Liang raised his head and looked at me, who was shrunken like a tortoise, with a face full of panic and bewilderment. He only showed a trace of gratitude when he saw me looking at him.I think he must be unaware of the dangerous situation, and still in the lingering fear of being chased and killed by my grandmother, he grasped me as a straw, but he didn't know that my straw might also end.

I only hope that my old and spicy grandmother can win the two green onions of Concubine Shu and Concubine De as soon as possible. Except for the conflict between the enemy and ourselves, internal conflicts are not contradictions.

I found a suit of clothes for my eldest nephew, and once again told him to rest in peace.He hid behind the tent, rustled out of his mud clothes, and lay down shyly on my bed.He probably trusted and relied on me a little bit, but not close enough.He looked at me with a bit of fear in his eyes, like a stray dog ​​just picked up by someone, so pitiful.As soon as I touched his forehead, I was surprised that he was still running a fever, so I asked, "Have you taken your medicine?"

He probably doesn't know how to lie: "Eat...eat."

I said angrily: "Won't the Tai Hospital give you medicine? These old bastards! I have already made you king!"

He panicked: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has already seen the doctor."

I touched his forehead, and then touched my own, feeling more and more amazing, and I was going to call Xu Changan.He hurriedly grabbed the hem of my clothes and shook his head: "Uncle Huang, don't go out, I've already taken the medicine that was given to me at night."

I was shocked, how could he really stew three old ginseng as radishes?He asked anxiously, "Is that something you can eat casually?"

He just grabbed my clothes and didn't answer my questions, as if I would be hacked to death as soon as I went out.

Considering my own safety, I finally accepted his suggestion and did not go out.He always only occupied a narrow strip on the side of the bed, leaving room for me to lie on it.However, I couldn't fall asleep, and stood by anxiously, afraid that there would be a real fight outside, and that he would suddenly die of illness.

I leaned against the side of the couch and fell into a dream again. Then in the last paragraph, the person who slapped the sword to me was killed by me.The white flags are all over Miyagi, I am very happy, but also very sad.He probably has illustrious military exploits, and the blade of the sword is full of blood.I hold the sword and think, there are millions of enemy troops in danger outside the capital, and the willows in the palace city are still so green and graceful.I seem to be able to know the whole story of the dream. I killed a loyal minister by mistake and became the king of a subjugated country. I felt ashamed to live, and I bumped my head to death on the head of the capital city.

Yes, I have died.

When I suddenly realized this, I woke up and found that I was still alive. I was only 20 years old, and a back molar that was smashed by falling from a horse at the age of 30 was still firmly stuck in the socket.

I opened my eyes, and saw my eldest nephew put on his clothes lightly, and was about to avoid me and go out, so I asked, "Where is the good king?"

He seemed to be taken aback, he came back to greet me, bowed his head and said, "Uncle Fourteen used to call me..."

He put on the robe that was stained with muddy water yesterday, probably cut last summer, the cuffs were too short to cover his hands and feet, and the color was as old as a ragged rag.I stared at him, seeing that he was still so timid and lonely, that he was still so poor and embarrassed, that he was helpless, and that he was trying his best to get close to me.Thank goodness.

I let out a long sigh of relief, and my whole body was full of heartiness after a big dream.I waved to him and said, "Come on, Mao Lang, Uncle Huang will take you to see your great-grandmother."