Prostitution

The censer slowly produces smoke, and the soothing fragrance is refreshing to the spleen.

The emperor's anger seemed to subside a lot, and he asked in a low voice,

"How do you know these things?"

The founding of the Dakang Dynasty can be said to be a success without bloodshed. The emperor thought that nine out of ten of the ambiguous things he did at the beginning have been sunk in stone.

Yuan Cheng chuckled lightly, his tone not lacking in humility,

"If you want others to know, don't do it. The emperor will not fail to understand such a simple truth."

The emperor snorted coldly, clenched his fists and shook the couch, with resentment in his eyes, "When did you start to have a different heart? I treat you well!"

Yuan Cheng stretched out his hand, looked at his palm, and replied, "The hands of this minister are covered with blood, and they are worthy of the emperor's love."

The emperor was enraged again, and he scolded angrily, "Everything I do is in accordance with the destiny, for the sake of the world, and what are you doing for it? You betrayed me, hidden the party and plotted against the party, it is a heinous crime!"

Yuan Cheng raised his eyes, looked straight at him, his expression was a little more indifferent and decisive,

"Dare to ask the emperor, to kill the courtiers who returned to hermitage, exile innocent officials and Xu Tu to kill them is the order of heaven? To force Yuan Shanghui to death is also for the sake of the world?"

The emperor was stunned as if suffocated,

"You...Yuan Shanghui was assassinated by the rebel party..."

He only thought that Yuan Cheng hid his ambitions and made every step of the way to seek great prosperity, but he neglected that Wen Xin did not die, which meant that Yuan Cheng already knew the truth about the blood edict!But still subconsciously deny it.

Yuan Cheng interrupted him with a sneer, "May I ask who nominated the burnt part of the emperor's blood edict?"

The emperor's curled fingers always trembled involuntarily after a stroke, and now the trembling became more severe, "The blood edict has been destroyed, how do I know..."

Yuan Cheng took out a bright yellow silk cloth from his bosom, and interrupted him again, "I have a good one here, Your Majesty, please have a look."

After finishing speaking, he threw out the yellow cloth, and the words on the yellow cloth were bright red, crying blood to the heart.

The emperor's eyes were stabbed red by the words Yuan Shanghui, and he threw the yellow cloth on the ground with a violent wave, waving his arms frantically,

"Rebel, Lizi! His heart should be punished! He should be punished!"

Yuan Cheng bent down to pick up the blood edict, spread it on the emperor's paralyzed legs, then turned around and flipped through a book of memorials,

"The piles and piles written on it are all evidence of the emperor's crime of stealing the country and butchering the officials. Due to time constraints, I can't let them list them all. The world is safe now."

"You, you have planned for a long time, sure enough, sure enough, they are still alive..."

The emperor didn't know when his eyes became red, and his speech became slurred. He stared fiercely at the blood on his knees and legs, as if he wanted to tear up the 'old friends' and chew them into his stomach.

Yuan Cheng bent his knees and knelt down beside the dragon couch, looked around the hall, and then looked at the emperor and said softly, "Did Emperor Qi live in this palace during his reign? I don't know how many emperors lived here and died here? By the way, Your Majesty When you dreamed back at midnight, did you hear Empress Qi and the young emperor crying to you, saying that this bedroom should belong to them, does the emperor still recognize it, the ghost of the person who was burned to death in the fire should look like a charred corpse, pitch black, with rotting flesh Taste."

The emperor was out of breath, and seemed to be thinking about it. Fear made his breathing tremble, and his limbs became stiff.

Yuan Cheng slapped his forehead suddenly, and suddenly said, "Almost forgot, there were also palace people who were burnt to death, most of them were buried in the sea of ​​fire with Empress Qi and the young emperor, they must have served here, ghosts who died unjustly knew their way. "

At this moment, the emperor snorted intermittently and spoke with difficulty, "If I dare to replace him, I will not be afraid of your revenge, and I will not be afraid if I am alive, let alone a dead person, there is no whole body..."

Yuan Cheng nodded and smiled, "Yes, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, so why be afraid of ghosts and gods."

The emperor tilted his head, his cheeks twitched, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with saliva. It was very difficult to make a sound, but he still stubbornly said angrily, "If you dare to be disrespectful to the world, you can achieve great things. I am not ashamed! Let me ask who is willing to monopolize the power in the world?" To be a minister of men...I am no exception, and you are no exception...I only hate that I didn't make up my mind to throw you to death at the beginning..."

Yuan Cheng got very close to hear the emperor's words clearly. He stood up straight and let out a long breath.

"If you look at the historical records, since ancient times, there were two or three people who sought to codify the throne, loyal ministers and good generals accounted for seven or eight, and humble ministers were only regarded as one of the seven or eight."

The emperor twisted his neck stiffly and raised his head, hesitating to speak. Yuan Cheng knew what he wanted to say, so he leaned slightly and said, "Just as the emperor is worried, the son of Emperor Qi is still alive, and it won't be long. Ben will return to orthodoxy.”

"Who..." There was a vague hiss in the emperor's throat.

Yuan Cheng smiled and said, "Of course it's not that stupid Mr. Wen."

The signs of the emperor's second stroke could not be more obvious, but now it was too late to summon the guards to catch the traitor, his voice was squeezed in his throat, like a leaky scorpion, and there was a hoarse wind.

Yuan Cheng stood still indifferently, ignoring the emperor's futile struggle.

This is the result he wanted.

So far, there is only one last blow, and I am afraid it is also the most fatal blow.

He approached the dragon couch, helped the emperor back to lie down, covered him with a quilt,

"Your majesty has enjoyed peace for more than twenty years, and this is my humble servant's repayment for your upbringing. That's all."

A sinister smile flashed across his face, and he lowered his head and whispered something to the emperor.

Then straightened his clothes, Shi Shiran walked out of the bedroom.

The emperor squinted at Yuan Cheng's back with angry eyes and slit canthus, and the corners of his eyes actually overflowed with blood.

Xiao He had a complicated expression on his face. He watched the prince go away before he dared to approach the gate. He cast a glance into the hall, but he didn't dare to step in without authorization.

The emperor lay upright on the dragon couch, his eyes were straight, his chapped lips trembled slightly, and the limbs under the quilt did not move at all.

After a long time, the old eunuch exclaimed,

"Come on, send the imperial physician!"

Xiao He glanced at the emperor hastily, his heart was completely cooled by pouring a basin of ice water.

The emperor had another stroke and was unable to recover.

Yuancheng left the palace and went straight to Dali Temple.

The guards who stayed behind saw the lord gone and came back, although they were surprised but didn't dare to ask more questions.

At first glance, Wen Wuyu, who seemed to be dying at first glance, is not dead after all, Yuan Cheng sniffed and then went to unshackle him.

The guard stopped him hesitantly, "My lord, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, without Commander Xiao's order..."

Yuan Cheng only took action, "You go and ask for orders. If Commander Xiao refuses to let go, then he will come to the palace to arrest people. The two in prison will also be released."

The guards looked at each other, and finally opened the cell door.

Xu Jingyun had seen big scenes before, but when he saw Wen Wuyu, who was not a human being, he almost lost his breath on the spot, Qu Tongyin simply turned his head and retched for a while.

"He, is there a serious problem..." Qu Tongyin was terrified.

Yuan Cheng answered irrelevantly, "You go back to your residence so that you can rest, this matter will come to an end here, and we will play it by ear in the future."

Qu Tongyin understood the general idea in his heart, so he didn't say much more.The two stood in front of the gate of Dali Temple Mansion, staring blankly at Yuan Chengxuan who disappeared like a horse flying in the blink of an eye.

"The bellows, that is, the bellows that fan the fire, ?(ü)?"