[Crossing Books] The author is trying to clean up every day

Although he really thought about doing this, but before he had time to do it, the emperor was already shot by the arrow.

He didn't know whether the arrow was shot by Chi Xianhuai or Yan An, he only knew that the arrow gave the emperor a fatal blow, and the blood sprayed on his face at that time was enough to show the danger of the arrow.

He hadn't accused Chi Xianhuai and the others yet, but was bitten back by Yan An.

Such a great shame, how could he swallow that breath.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be indifferent for a lifetime.

Keeping the green hills around, he is not afraid of lack of firewood, he has always been good at bearing humiliation, so he didn't hesitate, he immediately took out the small porcelain bottle in his arms, poured out a black-painted pill, and swallowed it with his saliva.

As Xu Zhi said, Yan Han vomited blood that day, getting worse each time.

When Yan An heard the jailer's report, she was in an uproar, and immediately asked the imperial physician to take a look.

The imperial doctor couldn't diagnose the cause, so in order to show his superb medical skills, he naturally couldn't say that there was no reason, and vaguely said that he was stimulated, which caused the toxins lurking in the body to erupt early.

Yan An was dubious about the diagnosis, and when he went to see it in the cell, Yan Han was almost in a coma.

Situ Min went to take the pulse, but he also shook his head and said that there was no hope, the pulse was weak, and he might die soon.

How could it be like this all of a sudden, last night he was still alive and kicking to fight for the throne, and today he vomited blood not long after being locked in the cell, could it be that the blow was really too big and he couldn't bear it for a while.

Yan An shook his head, thinking that this possibility was not high, but he thought there was something else wrong with this matter.

He suspected that Yan Han had deliberately put on such an appearance, hoping that they would relax their vigilance and escape successfully.

The date has been finalized, and the [-]th of this month is the time for Yan Han's beheading.

Before that, no matter what means Yan Han plays, don't even think about leaving, unless you save your life.

What they never expected was that Yan Han vomited blood and died that night.

Yan Han died, an unbelievable death.

For the crime of regicide, it can be said that a thousand cuts and quarters are not enough to make up for this crime.

Although he is a prince, Yan Han has already been expelled from his name. As a traitor and collaborator who kills the king, he is not qualified to be buried in the royal cemetery.

Yan'an didn't crush him to ashes, but just sent him to a mass grave and threw him away, which is already quite benevolent in the eyes of the people in the world.

……

In the early morning of the first day of Yan Han's death, Yan An received an urgent letter from eight hundred miles away. After reading it, his brows were all wrinkled, and he quickly ordered General Sun to lead his troops to the expedition immediately.

It turns out that Xicheng, the first defensive pass in the western region, has been breached by the army of the Manzi Kingdom. They burned, killed and looted the city, causing all the people in the city to flock to Yueling City, which is more than 300 miles away from this city.

At this time, the war is in chaos, and the people are in dire straits.

After the emperor's death, no one was enthroned to be the master, and people all over the world expressed their opinions, meaning that they wanted Prince Xi to become the emperor.

The second prince has no ability, and the world has never regarded him as an existence. Prince Xi has made great military achievements and has pure royal blood, so he is the best candidate to protect them.

Prince Xi has no intention of becoming an emperor, let alone the border crisis, he has no way to escape and go back.

His proposal was to let Yan An be the emperor. After all, the whole world of Yan Kingdom still complied with the words of the Taoist priest, and Yan An should always be the master.

In the spring of the 25th year of Zhengchang, there was a war at the border, the fifth prince Yan Han secretly returned to Beijing to assassinate the emperor, the emperor died, the next morning Yan Han vomited blood in the prison, the cause of death is unknown.

Yan Han murdered the king and rebelled, the eldest son Yan An was in danger to suppress chaos, the second prince recuperated from illness, Prince Xi suppressed the frontier pass, and the eldest son ascended the throne. This is Guan You's first year.

All civil and military officials were kneeling under the steps, and everyone who saw it was speechless, secretly shocked by the power and majesty of the royal family.

Yan'an changed into a royal gown under the service of many officials and ladies.

The mianfu is a solemn bright yellow, with a dragon with teeth and claws embroidered on both shoulders in the center, ancient patterns are embroidered on the back and cuffs, a bright yellow belt is tied around his waist, the boots are also yellow, and complicated Trivial jade pendants and ribbons.

Yan An has a tall figure and a delicate face, but his eyes are aggressive and beautiful. Putting on this solemn and grand crown dress, the combination of sharpness and beauty is just right, which unexpectedly fits his temperament.

He squatted or knelt around a lot of court ladies and maids, all of whom were tidying up the corners of his clothes, tying belts, jade pendants, etc.

In the end, Yan An put on the crown, and the full set of clothes plus the crown was really heavy.

Yan An was glad that he was a martial arts practitioner, otherwise he might not be able to maintain his balance. He took a deep breath and walked solemnly towards the main hall step by step.

Walking through the steps, Yan An condescendingly looked down at the civil and military officials below.

Everyone put their heads on the ground one after another. Only after seeing this set of crown clothes can they intuitively perceive how inviolable the imperial power is.

Yan An listened to the eunuch read the book, and after the reading, he nodded slightly, and immediately there was an overwhelming shout: "See the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

From today onwards, Yan An became the emperor of Yan Kingdom, and because of the war on the border, his nickname was Guan You.

The world is in chaos, and all the etiquette is simplified, but the Mountaineering House Ceremony is no matter how simplified it is, and the due process must be completed.

The rules of the old ancestors must not be forgotten, and the auspicious time must not be missed when enthroned. In the early morning, before the rooster crowed, Yan'an had already braced himself up.

He was fiddled with in a dazed state, put on a heavy cloak and various things, and when everything was in place, he put on the turban on his head again.

This crown is so gorgeous, it is made of real gold, silver, jewels, and radiance. It is beautiful to look at, and extravagant is extravagant, but it is really heavy to wear!

At the end of the day, Yan'an's neck was so sore, but he couldn't move, after all, as long as he made a slight movement, these dense pendants would shake along with him.

The pendant is very long, it is enough to block the line of sight, if it shakes, wouldn't it be confusing.

When night fell, Yan An finally returned to the bedroom. He sat down on the side of the couch with weak steps, and took off the crown on his head that almost killed him.

After taking off the thing that blocked his sight, Yan An realized that Chi Xianhuai had been sitting in the room at some point.

The man looked him straight at him, and admired sincerely: "The emperor is really a dragon and a phoenix, and his majesty is self-contained, making people dare not look directly at him."

He was telling the truth. Ever since Yan An stepped into the hall, who didn't have a look of awe.

Yan An wanted to say, didn't your eyes stick to me?

But because he was too tired, he didn't say much, but slumped on the couch.

Chi Xianhuai looked at Yan An's luxurious royal gown, and his majesty was quite majestic, but seeing Yan An's appearance, it was hard to think about it today.

His eyebrows and eyes softened, and he knelt down to take off the boots that Yan An was not wearing.

After taking off the third floor and the outer three floors for Yan An, Chi Xianhuai did not go to bed immediately to rest, but went to look at the list of those dissenting parties all night, so that Yan An could check it tomorrow, which can be regarded as a little relief for Yan An burden.

Early the next morning, Yan'an dealt with and rewarded a large number of people in the morning court.

He got up before dawn and checked the list that Chi Xianhuai had read last night. It was clearly written in black and white on the rice paper, and even listed some hard-to-find parties.

Yan'an's foundation is not stable now, and he is not in a hurry to deal with these people.

If weeds are to be eradicated, the first ones he eradicates are people from the Yan Han Party.

These people were completely eliminated by him, and even some officials who were not involved much, but had cooperated once or twice were implicated, some were dismissed, some were demoted to common people, expelled from the capital, and were expelled from the capital. He was ordered not to step into the capital half a step from now on.

Great changes in the officialdom, there are rewards and punishments.

The second prince has a good character, he doesn't fight or grab, Yan'an has no intention of killing him, but treats him like a brother, grants him the title of king and noble, and bestows him with thousands of rewards.

Yan An knew that the second prince was unable to do anything, so he spared his life, and continued to pave the way for peace of mind and to shape a Mingjun.

This time things went so smoothly, Jing Lan's contribution is indelible, and this time he can be regarded as fully displaying his ingenuity.

For someone as capable as him, Yan An didn't want to wrong him, so he bestowed him the title of Right Prime Minister.

……

Earth-shaking changes have taken place in the imperial court, so naturally no one pays attention to the Mass Burial Mound.

Xu Zhi observed for two days to find out the situation, and has been waiting for a suitable opportunity to transport Yan Han away.

On the second day of Yan An's ascension to the throne, he finally waited for the right time. Taking advantage of the absence of any guards, he disguised himself and pushed a cart into the mass grave like an old man.

The surroundings are quiet, and there are crows calling in the trees.

After Xu Zhi walked a few steps, he stepped on a corpse. The corpse was a little stiff, and there was still some residual warmth in the corpse.

His heart was flustered, but he didn't back down, but quickly searched for Yan Han's body.

After two days in the pile of dead people, Yan Han's body smelled of rancidity.

Xu Zhiqiang held back the feeling of vomiting, moved the man to the car, covered it with a black cloth, spread straw, and pushed the man out of the city around the path.

This place is obviously not a place. While staying in the inn, he saw with his own eyes how Yan Han's subordinates were killed.

In order to be safe, he directly pushed the person to his old house in the mountains where he lived in seclusion.

Xu Zhi only ate dry food and drank stream water along the way, and did not leave any time for himself to rest. When he arrived at the old house, he was almost exhausted, but he insisted on cleaning the house and giving Yan Han Put it on the couch.

After finishing these, he stopped to take a sip of water, and then fed the antidote into Yan Han's mouth.