treacherous beauty

This is what he said on the bright side. His real scruples lie in the fact that the rank of a doctor in the history is not low. If the emperor is in power, the power in his hands will be extremely heavy. As soon as he enters the official position, he will occupy such a good position, so that he will not be envied to death No wonder.

But now the emperor has no real power. After measuring and measuring, except for a few taels of silver in salary, the benefits are always the same as the disadvantages.

Jian Chengcong knew what he was going to say later, and frowned, "You're too worried about Qingyan, I'm many years older than you, and I'm past the age of frivolity."

The tone is dull, like a person who has long since died of emotions and desires.

Seeing that he could not refuse, Xue Yong had no choice but to follow his will and become a doctor of internal history.

……

Later, he planned every step of the way. In order to deceive others, this person was sometimes the court's internal history doctor, and sometimes his courtier. He shared weal and woe all these years. Just break the window paper.

Xue Yong said: "Then I will stay here with His Majesty."

He is very transparent, all he needs is a quilt, where is he not sleeping.

Jian Chengcong was relieved in his heart, but on his face he said as usual: "You are weak, you should sleep inside."

There is a draft in the hall, and it is quite cool at night.

"Your Majesty/sympathetic, I dare not accept it." Xue Yong raised his hand and saluted, and was about to go inside.

Jian Chengcong: "Go."

When he looked at this person, he knew that he was a bit self-indulgent.

***

Xue Yong returned to the inner room. His spring shirt was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He opened the window, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at the stars on a spring night from afar.

Before dawn, a sudden darkness swept across the world, and it was completely dark. In the haze, he heard a very slight rustling sound of clothes. Xue Yong woke up suddenly, and listened with bated breath——

"Your Majesty." The voice was very low.

After a while, I heard Jian Chengcong wake up, put on his clothes, and hurried out from the Xipei Hall.

Xue Yong sat up, opened the curtain, and stared at the endless darkness outside for a while.

Where did Jing Zhen go?

Suspicious clouds lingered in his heart, and the drowsiness was thrown away. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure it out. Xue Yong laughed at himself and fell asleep again.

Just a moment after falling into the dreamland, the room yelled earth-shatteringly: "It's not good, something serious happened."

Xue Yong sat up abruptly: "Xifu, what happened?"

"General He is dead." Xifu fell to the ground as soon as he entered.

Xue Yong's face was as white as paper: "He Rong died first?"

Xifu glanced at him: "It was fine at the third watch, but on the fourth watch, the prison workers visited the prison and found that General He had passed away."

Xue Yong's heart skipped a beat: "Someone called His Majesty away just now, but for this matter?"

"Who summoned Your Majesty?" Xifu knelt and dragged two steps forward, his face twisted: "The old servant is outside, and I have never seen His Majesty go out."

"What did you say?" Xue Yong was taken aback.

"This old slave didn't close his eyes for half a minute last night. If His Majesty went out from here and such a big incident happened, it's impossible for this old slave to come here to make a statement." Xi Fu said.

After finishing speaking, both of them were taken aback.

"Have you looked for the imperial study?" Xue Yong had already put on his clothes, tied his hair with his hands, wiped his face with a handkerchief in the cool water basin, and came out of the Shouhuang Palace with Xifu.

As soon as the cool wind blew, Xue Yong woke up completely. He slowed down and thought: Hearing the voice earlier, Jian Chengcong must have met someone, and he walked from the Shouhuang Palace by himself... Why did He Rongxian die at this time?

Staring at Xifu for a while, Xue Yong didn't find any flaws in his face, "Don't worry, Mr. Xi, maybe it's because His Majesty walks lightly at night, so Eunuch didn't hear it."

Xifu shook his head again and again: "This old slave hasn't slept for a moment."

The two walked to the imperial study room, and saw a dozen ministers who were already standing outside in a hurry. Don't think about it, I'm afraid they all came because of what happened last night.

Xue Yong stopped: "Grandpa Xi, it seems that His Majesty is not in the Imperial Study, and it is inconvenient for him to show up, do you think?"

Xi Fu bent down: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xue, look at me, I was confused for a while, I shouldn't bother you, so why don't you go back and rest?"

Xue Yong squinted his eyes: "Eunuch Xi is busy, I just walk back by myself."

He always felt that Xifu deliberately lured him away from the Shouhuang Palace, after thinking about it, he couldn't find the reason, Xue Yong shook his head, not knowing when he became so suspicious.

Put away all kinds of thoughts, inadvertently thinking about Wei Xuanlang again.

He Rong died first.

Wei Xuanlang's brother, who was considered a sibling, died.

I don't know if he knows the news, and if he knows, what should he do.

……

More importantly, is this someone trying to force against the Wei family?

Jian Chengcong had promised him not to kill He Yue, so who was it?

Suddenly, Xue Yong realized that he followed Xifu on the wrong road, and unknowingly went around to the garden on the west side of Shouhuang Palace.

Looking for Xifu again, I don't know when he disappeared.

It is estimated that he went to look for the emperor everywhere.

***

The morning sun is rising, the leaves are covered with dew, and the fragrance of flowers is wafting. It is a very secluded place.

Xue Yong was shocked when he saw the word "Han Yuan" written in small seal script. Isn't this the place where the former emperor Jian Chengjue was poisoned before his death?It is usually locked, why is the door open today, not only is there no one guarding it, there is not even a sweeper inside.

It couldn't be more silent.

Xue Yong didn't go any further inside, but retreated, suddenly stumbled, he hissed in pain, before he had time to stand still, he caught a glimpse of the corner of the black robe behind the thick shade, and a voice said: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself." .”

It's Chen Huan.

Xue Yong held his breath, and heard Jian Chengcong say again: "I didn't kill Hao Baorong, and neither did He Rongxian. I didn't order anyone to do anything."

Laughing before saying anything, his voice is like broken jade, but the abrupt ending makes people's heartstrings break suddenly: "My Royal Highness Yin, although we have said that we have broken up for some years, but the love from that night is still there, I can't help but trust you."

Evil tone.

Xue Yong had goosebumps all over when he heard this. He had heard that Jian Chengcong was close to the second son of the Chen family when he was King Yin, but he didn't expect to be so close.

"Since you believe it, why go to the palace to question it face to face?" Jian Chengcong asked flatly.

He didn't take Chen Huan's words to heart at all.

"My Prince Yin, I miss you, can't you come and see?" Another frivolous voice came out.

A helpless sneer came out: "Second Master Chen, I remember your kindness, and I have not forgotten how I got this seat."

The morning light is bright, the newly grown vines are about to climb up, and the vines are still full of space before they are fully extended. The sun is shining, just like the conversation between the two of them has not yet finished, leaving a lot of blank space, and it will be clouded in the end. .

Kindness.

What did Chen Huan do for Jian Chengcong?

Xue Yong didn't know.

I am afraid that apart from the two of them, there will be no more insiders.

"Just remember." Chen Huan laughed again: "My Royal Highness Prince Yin."

After finishing speaking, there was a rustle of clothes, and Jian Chengcong said angrily: "Second Master Chen, let's see where this is!"

Chen Huan laughed: "Our Chen family did the thing, why are you guilty!"

What are you guilty of!

Boom.

Xue Yong raised his eyes, and the vermilion word "汉园" was as bloody as blood, stinging his eyes, his fingers subconsciously crushed on the rockery, wishing he could shatter that piece of Taihu stone.

On New Year's Eve 16 years ago, it was snowing all over the sky, and the first emperor Jian Chengjue set up a feast here to entertain the royal family. The octagonal palace lanterns under the eaves of the palace formed a splendid scene that night. .

He dragged his mother Yuncheng Princess Jian Shuyun's clothes and sat on the brocade group, watching his father Xiao Xing finish his toast to Jian Chengjue, and then walked up to Jian Chengcong with a wine glass to toast: "Your Highness."

On that day, 12-year-old Jian Chengcong had not yet been crowned king.

"Respect Xiao Guogong." He had just picked up the wine glass to pay back, when he caught a glimpse of someone waving from the corner of his eye, he drank the wine in a hurry and said, "My Highness has something to do, please excuse me."

Xue Yong remembered clearly that the person who called Jian Chengcong away was the second son of the Chen family, ten-year-old Chen Huan.

He didn't know what Chen Huan or the Chen family said to Jian Chengcong that time, but since then, it is said that His Royal Highness, the Second Prince Xue, who has always been prudent and studious, suddenly changed his temperament. With all kinds of actors and maikos, they become more and more indulgent every year, and become a dandy that everyone in the court shakes their heads.

What makes people's teeth cold is that Jian Chengcong and the Chen family are getting closer, and they often walk around with Chen Huan, drunk and dreaming in the brothel and Chuguan, which is not decent.

Surprisingly, although the first emperor was displeased and repeatedly reprimanded this ineffective younger brother, he still ordered him to be named King Yin a year later, and the fiefdom was in Jizhou outside the capital.

Not long after, it was reported that the Chen family forced the first emperor to give Jian Chengcong the position of King Yin. Later, some people said that the position of King Yin was exchanged by Jian Chengcong with Chen Huan. .

It wasn't until the first emperor was poisoned and Jian Chengcong succeeded to the throne that the relationship between the Chen family and the emperor was in turmoil, and the rumors about those unworthy people died down.

……

Sweat protruded from Xue Yong's forehead, and when he came back to his senses, there was no movement around him, only the drunken wind groaned slightly.

He walked back to the side hall of the Shouhuang Palace along the way he came. As soon as he came in, he saw Jian Chengcong sitting there, with the emperor's crown and dragon robe neat, with a gloomy expression, staring blankly at the bowl of fresh wonton soup in front of him.

"Your Majesty?" Xue Yong asked.

Jian Chengcong put down his chopsticks to signal the little eunuch to remove the breakfast: "Where have you been?"

"Go to His Majesty." Xue Yong looked at his face: "An accident happened last night."

Jian Chengcong looked at him, and Xue Yong said again: "General Jing'an's deputy He Rong died first."

Jian Chengcong narrowed his eyes: "Not only did He Rongxian die last night, but another person also died."

"Who?" Xue Yong had a bad feeling.

"Duan Dong."

The younger brother of Dali Temple Minister Duan Ming.

A nice talkative guy who always has a smile on his face.

Xue Yong said: "Who moved the hand?"

"Chen Yang." Jian Chengcong murmured: "The Chen family is taking revenge on Duan Ming. They don't care about the reputation of traitors anymore. They will soon attack me."

Xue Yong frowned, he thought, Chen Huan came to the palace to find someone just now, did he just come to tell Jian Chengcong this.

The Chen family is about to reverse.

"Hahahaha..." Jian Chengcong burst out laughing suddenly: "It just so happens that the members of the Wei family are also dead, so let's go against it, I've had enough."

The laughter was hoarse, like a trapped animal on the verge of madness.

The author has something to say: Jian Chengcong and Chen Huan are also a pair of CPs, but this pair is a little bit off-centered, it’s just ruthless...