Drunk King and Minister

On June 559th in the third year of Chen Yongding (21), Emperor Wu fell ill and died on June [-]st.

Zhang Yao'er had just stepped out of Kunhe Palace, and what he received was such a bolt from the blue.

She wobbled and fell straight down.

"Queen..."

The servants around screamed.

Kunhe Palace.

"My lord, the empress is awake, and her mood is very unstable." The imperial doctor who came out of the inner hall said respectfully, with a bloodstain from his nails on his face.

Chen Qian raised her eyes and nodded slightly: "Let's all go down."

Han Zigao hesitated.

"Don't worry, you are on guard outside." Chen Qian gave him a reassuring look.

Han Zigao nodded and left Kunhe Palace.

Soon, sharp scolding came from the palace, but soon, the scolding died down.

When Chen Qian came out, her complexion was not very good, and there was anger in her eyes.

Zhang Yaoer's words still echoed in his mind.

Shame on the Chen family!

An unworthy descendant who was reviled by thousands of people!

The stinking, ungrateful bastard...

Something was pressing on his chest, and the weight made him slightly out of breath.

Is he really, a disgrace to the Chen family?

Is he really, an unworthy descendant?

"Zihua..."

The people outside the palace stood there quietly, their eyes full of worry.His expression is calm, as if he is not disturbed by the world, but he is full of himself...

Chen Qian let out a long breath, and the depression in her heart dissipated.

As long as this person understands him, what the world thinks has nothing to do with him!

"Let's go." Chen Qian's eyes softened slowly.

"How is it?" Just now there was too much movement between Nakun and Gong, and he was worried that Zhang Yaoer would fight against it with all his might.

"Do you still remember Chen Chang?" Chen Qian narrowed her eyes.

Chen Chang?The name quickly flashed through Han Zigao's mind.

The child of Chen Baxian, the proton who was sent to Northern Qi together with Chen Xu? !

"If she still wants her son back, she'd better be obedient!" Chen Qian closed her eyes and tried her best to erase the delicate face in her memory that always followed behind him and called "brother" adoringly.

Han Zigao remained silent.He could feel the struggle in the hearts of those around him.

He once heard Chen Qian say that among several cousins, the one with the best relationship with him was Chen Chang.

But has it finally come to this day, to use a cousin who has always admired him to threaten that person's mother?

But this road, from the moment you walk up, there is no turning back.

"Zigao, accompany me to the Hall of Peace."

Han Zi raised his eyes: "Okay."

This was the third time Han Zigao met Chen Baxian.

The first time was to escort Chen Yan to Jiankang, but Chen Baxian put her in a dungeon for three days.

The second time was to follow Hou Andu into the palace and help Chen Qian to force the palace together.

This was the third time we met, but it was the one that shocked Han Zigao the most.

Is this dying and emaciated man in front of him really Chen Baxian, the country-protecting general who once served half his life as a soldier?Is it really Chen Wudi Chen Baxian who forced the emperor to seize the throne and overthrow Nanliang?

The stiffness of the person beside him let Han Zigao know that Chen Qian's heart was as shocked as he was.

Han Zigao sighed inwardly.Chen Baxian was his uncle after all.

Although she announced to the world that Chen Baxian died of illness, Chen Qian never made up her mind to kill this person to prevent future troubles.

"How could this be... I told you, the food and drink expenses will remain the same..."

Chen Qian met Chen Baxian with flat eyes, and her voice gradually dropped.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that Chen Baxian's heart was dead.

What if a majestic emperor ended up like this, and his heart is not dead?

What do you call a dead-hearted person?

"Winner and loser, I... admit it." Chen Baxian said in a low voice.

Master Han felt a pain in his hand.

He looked down, but it was Chen Qian who was holding his hand tightly, with faint veins on the back of his hand and white knuckles.

Han Zigao raised his hand to cover the slightly trembling hand.

I'm here...Zihua, I'm here.

"Uncle..." Chen Qian called Uncle, but didn't know what to say.

But Chen Baxian was unusually calm.

"I've been thinking about it these days. In fact, you are the most suitable seat..." Chen Baxian sighed, "The only regret in my life is that I don't have a successful son. If so, you are my son. You will be the only candidate for this position..."

Chen Qian was silent.

But Han Zigao could feel that the big hand with a thin callus between the two palms was trembling more and more.

"This country is in your hands, it will flourish, but..." Chen Baxian suddenly knelt down towards Chen Qian, "Uncle, I beg you one thing!"

Chen Qian was shocked, and knelt down without hesitation.

Han Zigao crouched down following Chen Qian's movements, carefully observing Chen Baxian's movements.

He was worried that Chen Ba would cheat first.

Chen Baxian didn't cheat, but he did something that made Chen Qian even more unforgivable.

What Chen Qian couldn't forgive was herself——Chen Baxian kowtowed desperately at him.

"Please let Chang'er go, please let Chang'er go. He has always respected you and will never hurt you..." Chen Baxian knocked his head on the ground, slowly bruising.

Chen Qian couldn't stop him, her lips trembled, and confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Uncle, please, please..."

Han Zigao felt a pain in his heart.

It was the pain of empathizing with Chen Qian.

Chen Baxian was also the person he respected the most, but after all...

Cutting grass and roots is the most correct choice, what's more, behind Chen Chang is Empress Xuan, the power of the Zhang family, and a huge threat.

But every time Chen Baxian lowered his head, he didn't hit the ground, but Chen Qian's heart.

Han Zigao knew very well that Chen Baxian was just betting on Chen Qian's last affection and respect for him.

And Han Zigao knew very well that Chen Baxian would definitely win.

After all, Chen Qian, the man he loves, is actually so easy to soften her heart...

When Chen Qian reached out to support Chen Baxian, they all knew that Chen Baxian had won the bet.

"Alright..." With a hoarse voice, Chen Qian helped up Chen Baxian, who had aged ten years in just a few days.

But no one thought that Chen Baxian would be so desperate and draw his salary from the bottom of the pot.

Following Chen Qian's movements, he slowly stood up and smiled slightly.

"In this way, uncle can rest assured..."

After he finished speaking, he turned around suddenly and rushed towards the pillar on one side.

It was too late when Han Zigao and Chen Qian came back to their senses.

Chen Ba first fell in front of the pillar, his brains cracked...

After coming out of the Taiping Hall, Chen Qian only said one sentence: "Huang Yi, honorable burial."

That day, after that sentence, he didn't say another word.

Han Zigao didn't say anything, all he could do was hold his hand tightly...

That night, Chen Qian held Han Zigao's hand and lay quietly all night.

On the second day, Chen Qian returned to her original appearance.

Han Zigao was still worried about him.

"It's okay." Chen Qian slightly hooked her lips, and took Han Zigao's hand, "It's nice to have you by my side."

"What nerve..." Han Zigao moved his hand away, his ears turning red.

Chen Qian persisted, "Will you leave me?"

Han Zigao looked at him fixedly.

"If you don't leave, I won't give up."

The corner of Chen Qian's mouth curled up: "There will never be a day."

Chen Qian will never abandon Ah Man.

At that time, neither of them would have thought that the most common thing in this world is impermanence.

This is something.

On June 29th of the third year of Yongding, news was released in Jiankang City that Chen Qian, the king of Linchuan County, returned to the capital from Nanwan.

The front hall of Tai Chi.

"The late emperor's edict!" Hou An stood beside Chen Qian with his sword in the hall.

There are hundreds of golden armored warriors in front of the main hall.

Hou Andu unfolded the yellow cloth in his hands, and his voice was like a bell. , the second palace set up a banquet, and the hundred gods belonged to Yu, like the beginning of the emperor. The top of the sky is the time of the sky, dare not not grant it, the bottom is only the destiny, and you must not accept it. The destiny is not always, but it is virtuous. Chen Qian, the king of Linchuan County My relatives and nephews, obey the wisdom and wisdom, honor the virtues of the world, obey the destiny, follow the precepts, follow the four kingdoms, and use them to protect the sky!"

After Hou An finished reading the edict, he held his sword by his side and swept across the officials in front of the hall.

Chen Qian smiled slightly with a calm expression.

There was silence in front of the hall.

Suddenly two or three people fell to the ground and bowed, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Then, one after another, one piece after another.

shout long live.

Deafening.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

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According to historical records, on June 21 of the third year of Yongding, Emperor Wu of Chen died, and Chen Qian entered Beijing to inherit the throne.On June 29th, Chen Qian returned to the capital from Nanwan and stayed in the Zhongshu Province. On that day, she was the emperor in the front hall of Taiji, and it was Emperor Chen Wen.

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I have time today, and I updated three chapters, hee hee