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Shen Menghan woke up again, but he was in a strange room with Cheng Feng at his side, seeing him wake up, he said softly: "Young master just fainted, His Royal Highness left you to rest in the mansion for a while."

Shen Menghan rubbed his forehead wearily and said, "Send me to the palace."

He had to guard Shen Zhuo, and when he woke up, he immediately drew up an order to take back King An's military power, otherwise it would be too late for Shen Yu to enter the palace in a big way.

Cheng Feng was unmoved: "His Royal Highness King Xian has already gone to Zongzheng Temple, Zongzheng will order the Nine Princes to return to Beijing, and the young master will rest for now."

Shen Menghan sighed, looked fixedly at the bed tent, and said in a deep voice, "Is there news from His Royal Highness King An."

Cheng Feng said silently for a moment: "No."

Shen Menghan's eyes were distracted, and he said softly: "You are in the army, you understand better than me, if King An attacks Jinling City along the waterway, how sure is Jinling City to hold it?"

Cheng Feng was silent for a moment and said: "If Nanjing Jidaobei, Imperial Army and Yulin Army can be dispatched by you, it's only [-]%."

The war on the frontier was tense, the imperial army was transferred to Jingxiang Road, and the Nanjing Ji Road was sent to Huainan, and the guards in Gyeonggi had long been empty.

In fact, even if Shen Menghan held the Emperor's Eldest Son Festival Talisman, no one in the army would allow him to dispatch him.

Not to mention fighting against King An without edict.

Shen Jie was abolished, and King An's residence was also a virtuous one, and everyone expected him to return.

Shen Menghan sighed lightly, and blamed himself: "It's my fault for not being able to prevent problems before they happen."

He suddenly realized that even without Heart-changing Gu, this battle might have been inevitable.

Shen Zhuo is lingering on the sick bed, if he establishes a crown prince at this time, he will definitely seek security, and even Shen Chen will definitely not let the position of crown prince be left behind.

However, if it was Shen Chen, Shen Zhuo might think about it.

But he is Shen Yu, no matter what, the throne cannot be passed on to him.

When Xiangxiuchi replaced him with Zhaoyue Sect Master Xie Mingzhao, he almost overturned the entire North and South Wulin League, and the aftermath has not stopped even after nearly 20 years.

He could imagine that if Shen Yu took over the throne in the name of Shen Chen, Jinling City would be full of mourners, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

What kind of purgatory will Nanyan turn into.

He is on the side of the army and preemptively strikes, so it is impossible to sit still and die.

Cheng Feng suddenly said in a deep voice: "Young master."

Shen Menghan turned to look at him.

Cheng Feng seemed to hold back his anger and said: "My lord, how many days has His Majesty been awake in this year? How many days have you been awake?"

Cheng Feng has always been calm, and it was the first time Shen Menghan was taught a lesson by him, he couldn't react, and stared at him blankly.

He suddenly realized that he was already very bad. If he had been in the past, he would not have ignored so many details and circumstances, and he would not have come to such a dilemma.

If it was him in the past, what would he choose to do?

He would break into the Qifang Pavilion when Shen Zhuo was hesitant, and use both soft and hard methods to force Concubine Qi to speak.

He will confront Shen Chen face to face after capturing Shen Yu, and will not let Shen Chen sit on the big side.

He will interact with Shen Zhang, swear at each other and support each other.

They may still be unable to reconcile for the rest of their lives, but with him in Beijing, Shen Zhang can ride freely on the battlefield and expand his territory.

He will personally interrogate Shen Yu, and will never give him a chance to steal the day.

Why does he use the festival talisman, he alone is worth thousands of troops.

The long illness had worn down his will, and the perennial lethargy had affected his judgment.

Today, he no longer has that mental strength.

Every time he opened his eyes, he didn't know what night it was.

Dealing with Shen Yu, he was always half a beat behind, lagging behind.

Shen Zhuo's days are declining, so why not him.

In Beiji City, the young master Yin who was on the alert and strategizing was no longer what he used to be.

He was just a dying man.

It is not a long-term plan for two patients to support this huge dynasty.

Shen Zhuo is dying, and the virtuous king is old.

He needs to admit defeat.

He had to find a way to call Shen Jie back.

Cheng Feng said: "If you want to blame, blame Mr. Zhou, blame me, we don't want to bother you with these things, the courtiers, the officers, all of them are healthier than you, and more righteous than you."

"I have wronged you." Shen Menghan was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "You have followed me, let alone an official career, and now I am afraid that I am even worried about my life."

"Official career?" Cheng Feng sneered, at what time, he was still thinking about others.

"For the king's self-willed use, and for the minister's prudence to protect himself. What a shitty career!" He unloaded his saber with a "clang" and threw it to the ground: "King Jing, King Ding, and the Ninth Prince, there are so many! The princes and grandchildren are still here, let them fend for themselves."

Cheng Feng said coldly: "This country, whoever wants to guard it, should guard it."

He spoke harshly, in the end Cheng Feng picked up the knife and sent Shen Menghan into the palace.

Chang'an Palace is cold and quiet.

Shen Menghan sat indifferently behind the case, Ren Chengfeng and Chonghua sent out all the palace servants from Chang'an Palace, and replaced them with black-clothed members of the inner circle of Yulin.

Zhou Ansu stood with his hands on one side, silent.

"Historical pens are like blades..." Shen Menghan laughed at himself: "After I become a historian, I can hardly imagine how other histories will judge me."

Zhou An burst into tears: "This old slave knows that it is not easy for you to be a son."

Shen Menghan sighed lightly: "Forget it, death is like a lamp going out, what's the use of worrying about it?"

"Eunuch Zhou, let's go rest first." He raised his head to signal Chonghua and said, "Research ink."

He took several copies of the letters that Shen Zhuo had corrected, carefully studied and judged Shen Zhuo's handwriting, and he finished a few words, but due to weakness of his fingers, he still had insufficient writing power.

Chonghua Huer took the imperial pen from his hand and said: "Young Master draws up, I will copy it for you."

Shen Menghan looked at her steadily.

Chonghua lowered his eyes and said: "I used to draw up decrees for His Majesty, and I can imitate His Majesty's handwriting."

Shen Menghan said softly: "You know what I plan to do."

Chonghua bowed down and saluted, "I know."

Shen Menghan withdrew his gaze, and said in a low voice: "Think about it, I don't have much time, I'm just going to die. Once this edict comes out, no matter whether it is Shen Jie or Shen Chen... Yu who ascends the throne, I'm afraid they won't be able to tolerate you."

Under the thousands of lights in Chang'an Palace, Chonghua's eyes flickered, and he said in a shy voice, "I've made up my mind."

Shen Menghan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Follow the heavens and establish the pole, caress the Yuhuan district."

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he was drafting an order, and hurriedly got up to write.

She knelt and sat in front of the imperial case, her wrists trembling, she was barely a book.

He hurriedly rolled up the waste paper and threw it aside.

Shen Menghan said warmly: "It's okay, just draft it first, and then re-write it."

Chonghua nodded, and took up the pen again.

"Adhering to Zongzheng, the country is at stake, and Yuanliang is entrusted." Shen Menghan held the case with his fingers and pondered: "The crown prince, Shen Jie, has practiced the Qing Palace for a long time. Congrats."

"I don't want to be burdened by treacherous people. I deeply feel that my ancestors' Hongye and the people's livelihood are the most important, so I have to retire it as a last resort."

Chonghua wrote tremblingly, his heart beating like a beating.

Shen Menghan closed his eyes and meditated for a while, before continuing: "Among my sons, Shen Jie is the noble one, and my illness is difficult to recover, so I summoned all my ministers to give an order to forgive him. Yu Se and Yaobai are dedicated to fulfilling their duties. They should be tested. If they are sincere and cautious, and they last forever. Afterwards, they believe that they can cultivate themselves with respect and prudence, and often follow the path here, then they will be allowed to be masters."

The pen and paper in Chonghua's hand trembled, blurred all over.

Although this is not an explicit statement to restore the Prince's edict, it is almost the same.

The paper is sloppy, just a few words, how many Chonghua books are wasted.

Shen Menghan patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, "Don't worry."

Chonghua raised his eyes, let out a soft cry, and threw the pen in his hand, and the ink stain was thrown away, leaving an ink mark on Shen Menghan's clothes.

She hurried a few steps, and bowed down in front of Shen Zhuo's imperial couch.

Shen Menghan muttered silently for a few times before slowly turning around.

Shen Zhuo's eyes were burning, and he looked at him coldly.

Shen Menghan picked up the imperial pen in no hurry, took the silk brocade used in the imperial edict on the case, walked slowly to Shen Zhuo's couch, and handed it to him: "Shen Yu has made a Gu, and now he is leading the ship to go east along the river. Believe it or not, please take back Shen Chen's military power."

Shen Zhuo's eyes were red, and he said sharply: "You were the one who captured Shen Yu and brought him back, and now you are the one who says he cheated, Shen Yuyin, how can I believe you?"

He glanced at Chonghua, and sneered: "Pretending to be a will, you want to usurp the throne? Shen Yuyin, you are so brave."

He hissed, "Lin Ran, you have raised a good son!"

Zhou Anben was resting in the side hall. He rushed into the bedroom when he heard the movement in the hall, and said with tears, "Your Majesty!"

"My lord has no other choice." Zhou An tremblingly said, "It's true that King An's soldiers are coming to the city, and it's also true that no one refuses!"

"Everyone in the world has eyes." Shen Menghan said calmly, "Only Your Majesty doesn't have eyes."

He didn't even have any mood swings in his heart.

Extremely disappointed, it turned out to be indifferent.

The thousands of brilliant lights in Chang'an Palace could not be reflected in his eyes.

It can't illuminate the thick black, and can't pierce the bottomless darkness.

Shen Menghan picked up the discarded imperial edict from the Chonghua Book and Shen Zhuo, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, please take back Shen Chen's military power and call Shen Jie back to Beijing."

"I don't know how long Your Majesty will be awake this time." He said to Zhou An indifferently: "Please, Eunuch Zhou, go and send Xu Yunchuan, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, Wen Feiran, Commander of Nanjing Jidao, Yan Mingde, Chief Guard of the Imperial Army, and Kang Chengze, Commander of the Guard Battalion as soon as possible."

Zhou An saluted tremblingly, then hurriedly retreated.

Shen Zhuo was out of breath, and glared at Shen Menghan bitterly.

Shen Menghan folded his sleeves and said: "Your Majesty should know that once Shen Yu enters the palace city in the name of Shen Chen, with his current military power, all titles, and even Shen Chen's prestige, he is the best candidate for the crown prince. If there is no edict , No one in the court will believe me."

Shen Zhuo finally understood, lost all his strength, and fell on the imperial couch, silent.

Shen Menghan said: "Do you not believe that Shen Yu has replaced him?"

"I sorted out Shen Chen's notes on the march. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, I'll ask Cheng Feng to fetch them. Your Majesty will know at a glance."

The use of soldiers can also be seen in the subtleties of his mind. Although most of the notes are written by small military officials, the records are accurate and detailed. When marching, they are no different from the emperor's daily life notes, so we can get a glimpse of them.

The waste paper was thrown all over the floor, and the word "Shen Jie" written by Zhubi was shocking.

"I believe you." Shen Zhuo interrupted him.

"...What?" Shen Menghan couldn't believe his ears.

He couldn't believe it.Shen Zhuo's heart was shocked.

Yes, he never trusted him, how could he believe it.

The rosy rosiness that came from being so angry just now gradually faded from his face.

Shen Menghan unconsciously took a step towards his couch.

Shen Zhuo pulled the silk brocade and shouted to Chonghua: "Pen!"

Chonghua is in a hurry to offer it.

As Shen Zhuo wrote vigorously, he said: "I'm afraid it's not enough to have a hand edict. I have to discuss the matter of military power with Xu Yunchuan, Wen Feiran, Yan Mingde and Kang Cheng in detail."

He coughed lightly, a red line overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Shen Menghan rushed forward, knelt in front of the imperial couch and supported Shen Zhuo.

Fingers touch, I don't know who is colder than the other.

Shen Menghan was horrified.

Before he could make a sound, Shen Zhuo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blood soaked through the white clothes on Shen Menghan's body, but he didn't care about the filth all over his body, and said loudly: "Tell the imperial doctor!"

Shen Zhuo pressed his hand and said calmly: "No need."

Shen Menghan was terrified.

Shen Zhuo raised his chin to Chonghua and said, "Go...to Fengwu Palace, invite the two princesses."

Chonghua lifted up the skirt and hurriedly retreated.

Shen Zhuo held the imperial edict in his hand, but he refused to hand it over to Shen Menghan.

Shen Menghan said softly: "Your Majesty."

Shen Zhuo said regretfully: "Shen Jie has more than virtue, but not enough talent."

Shen Zhuo let out a long sigh and said, "Zizi is unbearable."

Shen Menghan said softly: "May I ask Your Majesty, what is a talent? Your Majesty judges it as a hero who expands the territory, and Shen Jie is not enough. To live with the people, to treat the people with kindness, Shen Jie is enough."

Shen Zhuo held down his thin and lonely wrist, and gradually exerted force.

Shen Zhuo said in pain: "Xiao Yin, if I pass on the position to you, would you dare to take it?"

I only establish heirs and honor the ancestors. The foundation of the country is at stake, and Yuanliang is the entrustment. ...Having practiced the Qing Palace for a long time, long-cherished reputation and hope, sincere and filial piety, obedient and respectful. ... I deeply feel that the ancestors Hongye and the livelihood of the people of all nations are the most important thing, so I have to retire it. ...: Emperor Kangxi reestablished the crown prince Yunfeng Zhao.

How did brother Menghan find out that something was wrong? It’s because the concubine “Qi” is from Shandong, and she likes to use inverted sentences hahahahahaha (no)