Someone always wants me to be a courtier [Rebirth]

In the spring of the 13th year of Taiping, Xirong invaded the frontier, and Su Yanzhao, the right minister, took command.Fan Sanyue, great victory, captured more than [-] members of the Xirong royal family, captured more than [-] captives in battle, awarded [-] households for their merits, and added the prince of Wu'an County.

The cold moon is sinking to the west, and the night sky is like water.

The singing and dancing in the Daqi Imperial Palace is peaceful, and the noise and glitz are reflected in the exchange of cups and cups.

The Qi Dynasty had a rare victory in foreign wars, and the coach was still the prime minister who had the power over the government and the public. No matter whether the people who attended the celebration banquet had evil intentions or sincere congratulations, they all had happy smiles on their faces at this moment.

Su Yanzhao took a sip of the wine, only to feel a pungent spread in his throat, he could not taste the other taste, and could only plunder the few clearness left in his eyes.

His Highness had stunning dancers singing and dancing, and brothers and relatives around him who were courteously persuading him to drink. What he could hear was obvious or subtle flattery. He was clearly surrounded in the center, but Su Yanzhao suddenly felt a little lonely.

It's like being in a busy city, surrounded by bustling pedestrians, each with its own excitement, but I can only be surrounded by the crowd at a loss, I don't know where to go, and my heart is panicked.

Su Yanzhao's eyes froze for a moment as his eyes accidentally touched the rice porridge in his hand.

Rice porridge hangover, he knows that.

This bowl of porridge was bestowed by the emperor half an hour ago, and the maid in front of the imperial court deftly put it in his hand, where he could touch it when he raised his head.

The people who came out of Yong'an Palace were as worry-free as the master.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Xie Qi who was on the nine steps.

The king who is the one-hand protector is about to reach his thirties, and his once immature facial features have fully grown. Like all the people he has known in the Xie family, his face is stern, his features are handsome, and his eyebrows and eyes have three points of dignity, which makes people daunting.

Jun is handsome, this beauty is not something everyone can appreciate.

Xie Qi raised his head as if aware of it, and the two looked at each other. The emperor on the seat stared at that impeccable face for a few seconds uncontrollably.

Due to the distance, it will not be obvious for a while, Xie Qi smiled and toasted from a distance, the majesty disappeared in an instant, bringing out a bit of almost sincere joy.

From that appearance, it was impossible to see that he was half worried about his position being unstable due to the high achievements of his subordinates.

In all honesty, this is a very competent puppet, except that he caused some troubles for himself by biting him to death and refusing to stand up as a concubine...and he would send people medicine and food every now and then, he couldn't fault it.

Su Yanzhao lowered his eyes, raised his glass from a distance, and drank it down in one gulp.

Abrupt mutation.

During the singing and dancing, the woman who was dancing suddenly stepped forward and drew a white light from her sleeves, which was sharp and dazzling.

Su Yanzhao was already a little dizzy from drinking, but in a trance, he only saw a double image and a flash of white light, but he couldn't see it clearly.

That kind of white light is really familiar. After many days in the army, he has seen many sharp weapons in the world, and he couldn't turn around for a while. What's the use of taking a sword at a palace banquet.

Sword dance?

Until the repeated sword light went straight towards the throne, Gong'e's exclamation suddenly sounded, and the surroundings were in chaos. The well-dressed ministers in the past lost their image and ran around, "There is an assassin, help!" The voice rang in my ears resounding...

Su Yanzhao suddenly sobered up.

The moment he became conscious, what he thought was...why was it Xie Qi who was assassinated?

The puppet emperor whom he had never paid attention to, who had not spoken a word about the court affairs in his late years, was locked in a cage like a canary and raised him for half his life.

Someone actually assassinated?

If you want to hate, if you want to kill, shouldn't you do something to him, a powerful official with power over the government?

As if to answer his question, the white light disappeared before it touched the throne, and the other sword was pulled out from its sleeve, with a cold light, mixed with the sound of the wind and the fact that the assassin was bound to win.

"Brother!"

"Su Xiang!"

"Why hasn't the Imperial Guard arrived yet?!"

A lot of voices came, but Su Yanzhao could only see the tip of the sword that was getting closer and closer, and the cold murderous aura pervaded from the sword, knowing that he couldn't escape the long-prepared thunderbolt, he sighed softly, Just close your eyes and wait to die.

He suddenly thought of the hard work he had done when he was young, the hard work he had done when he was a child, the pride of being a close minister of the emperor in high school, the calculations in the fight for power, the smoothness of everything in power these years, and... The court situation after his death.

If the little emperor is not stupid, he should be able to get back what belongs to him.

As for the end of the Su family, it goes without saying.

呲!

That was... the sound of a sharp object piercing flesh.

Warm blood dripped on the palm of his hand, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air, but there was no pain in his chest.

Su Yanzhao opened his eyes in amazement, and saw the extremely eye-catching court clothes, the face was covered by twelve streamers, and a dagger was stuck in the chest, blood was profuse in an instant.

It was the man who was sitting on the throne just now.

The assassin who was holding the sword hilt was stunned, his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief, and he could not restrain his exclamation, remembering from far or near, the guards who were pinned on the hope rushed to him, easily captured and lost Weapons of assassin.

At the palace banquet, the imperial doctor had always prepared everything, and the person carrying the medicine box hurried over, and his face was bitter when he saw the injury.

"Passing through the chest, His Majesty is afraid...it won't work."

Xie Qi waved away the doctor's hand to take the pulse, glanced at the bewildered people in the palace, and said word by word; "This matter...is not the fault of the prime minister, and those who dare to speak falsely will be punished as contempt of the king. Everyone goes down, except... the prime minister."

Regardless of surprise or secret joy, seeing that Su Yanzhao closed his eyes and did not speak, the entire hall breathed away, and the huge palace was instantly emptied, but Xie Qi's blood was still flowing, and the smell of blood was lingering all over Su Yanzhao's body lingering, lingering.

"why?"

Su Yanzhao seldom asks why, he likes the feeling that everything is in his hands, he is used to solving all problems by himself, and he is used to answering other people's questions.

But before today, he still never thought that when he was assassinated, the person in front of him would rush forward to block the sword.

How incredible.

A slender and fair hand was held over, and the person who had been hit by the sword looked up at him, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

"After I die, whether the prime minister establishes himself as the emperor or supports the new emperor to ascend the throne, we just have to beware of... Cough, beware of the Marquis of Huai'an and King De. They are dissatisfied with your long-term power and may have ambiguity."

Unaccustomed to being held by a man of similar age, Su Yanzhao tried to pull back, but Xie Qi didn't know where the great strength came from. He was clearly about to die, but he still held him firmly.

"Don't worry about court affairs day and night, there is no day when the affairs of the world are dealt with. The prime minister should eat meals on time and drink medicine properly, so as not to delay your body."

"this is for you."

The taciturn little emperor suddenly started nagging, and Su Yanzhao was silent for a moment, watching helplessly as the person who leaned into his arms stretched out his other hand to dig in his arms, took out a black token, and stuffed it in his arms. hand.

Familiar style, the big black characters on it clearly indicate the purpose of the token.

Su Yanzhao's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Xuanzi order, the holder of the order can order the hidden guards of the Qi Dynasty, that is, the elite team that is rumored to investigate all officials and spy on the common people.

What he almost turned over the entire Jinling all these years and failed to find was actually in the hands of someone he had never ignored.

When did Xie Qi manage to control Xuanwei?

Since he holds Xuanwei in his hand, why does Xie Qi, who should hate him to the bone, keep swallowing his anger?

No matter how heavily guarded the prime minister's mansion is, it can't resist Xuanwei's assassination regardless of casualties. If he ends up with one knife, Xie Qi will become the true master of Daqi, the emperor of the world.

But now, Xie Qi handed over the token to him.

Xie Qi should know that this is his last fear and the only support for the Xie family's children.

"Why?" Su Yanzhao asked again, the man's once shining eyes had gradually lost their luster, but his eyes were still glued to his face, and the emotion in his eyes was too strong for him to understand.

Just when Su Yanzhao was no longer expecting to get an answer, Xie Qi, who was lying on his back in his arms, suddenly got a burst of strength, sat up abruptly, and wrapped his arms around his waist in reverse.

Ears rubbed together, Xie Qi's breath lingered in Su Yanzhao's ears, lips that had lost so much blood that they were bloodless forced their way up, and kissed him without skill.

There was still a sword in his chest, and Su Yanzhao was too afraid to push it away, so he could only passively endure Xie Qi's appalling kissing skills.

Xie Qi's kiss was full of barbarism that only knew how to eat, an indomitable persistence, and... the last madness at the end of life.

His calculating mind, which has always been good at calculation, could not carry such a large amount of information, so he could only stare blankly at the broad back of Xie Qi who was hugging him, raised his head and responded unconsciously.

It turned out that Xie Qi grew up so much before he knew it... He always thought that the little emperor raised in the greenhouse already had broad shoulders, strong muscles, a stature that was almost the same as his, and an irresistible aura .

Su Yanzhao suddenly felt that as long as he had some more time, or if he let go willingly, Xie Qi could become a well-deserved king, create a peaceful and prosperous world, and be admired by thousands of people.

If he had the chance to do it all over again...

The adult man's low voice resounded in his ears, and every word made his heart tremble.

"Because I like the prime minister."

"The prime minister likes to control the government and the highest seat in the Xuanzheng Hall, so I will give it to you. Is the prime minister happy?"

Even when Xie Qi kissed his lips, there was some anticipation in his heart, when these two sentences were so clearly explained in front of him - Su Yanzhao was still dumbfounded.

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