I am the faint king [system]

"Following Heaven's fortune, the emperor issued an edict saying that after the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors, we will give the world a special amnesty."

"My dear brother, Chu Jing, is specially named King of Xi'an."

"Following the fate of heaven, the emperor ordered that Chu Ming, my fourteenth younger brother, be named the king of Beiqin."

"Following the heavens, the emperor ordered me to give me a special seal..."

In turn, there are a total of more than a dozen brothers, and Duoduo will be named a king according to the situation.

Chu Yue looked at the list, and suddenly felt that the princes in the capital were really bad.

It's a pity that she didn't have any of them that she could use.

Xi'an King Chujing is another hidden opponent.What the fourteenth brother Chu Ming said is yet to be seen, and he is only 14 years old, so he can't pull a child into battle.

Now Chu Yue understood the trend of the court more or less in her heart.

At least, he now has the upper hand.

But the thing that concerned her the most today was her on the altar.She actually told Yang Qinglian.

Whenever she thinks of this, Chu Yue can't help covering her cheeks in shame.

I just said something that was misleading.Yang Qinglian wouldn't think that I was confessing to her.

Ding——The scene at that time, plus that sentence, really looks like a confession.

Now Chu Yue screamed even more: "Ahhhhhhhh!"

"I, how can I say something that is misleading."

Ding—what's the nerve, what's the name in the middle of the night.

Chu Yue covered her face and couldn't show it anymore.

She blushed and shouted: "Ah, ah, I hope Yang Qinglian will stop thinking about it."

Ding—don't worry, at that time, being a courtier probably sounded like an order from an emperor.

As soon as the system reminded her, her blush subsided all of a sudden, as if her enthusiasm had diminished, and she became somewhat inexplicably entangled.

Is she so obedient, Yang Qinglian?

Ding—don't underestimate the loyalty of the ancients.And at that time, such a beautiful female official was held by your side, and you announced it domineeringly.How do you let the people in the audience see it?

"That Yang Qinglian. She."

Ding—why don't you continue talking.

As if hearing the system's teasing, Chu Yue blushed again: "Actually, actually."

Ding--? ? ? ? ?

"Her, her.

Ding——Should I say it or not?

"She is indeed very good-looking. She is very good-looking. She is also very mature and attractive. It is a bit like the feeling of a domineering and gentle big sister."

Ding—……..Have you fallen in love with him?

Chu Yue immediately refuted what the system said, but she stammered a little: "Wow, no way. I just praised her for her good looks."

"Where."

After all, her whole body gradually wandered into space, even her eyes were misty, just now she made so many orders in the imperial study.

Now she was looking at Yang Qinglian's memorial again, the circles of red letters.

The handwriting is graceful and majestic, very beautiful, just like her.

When she first became an official hat, she didn't pay much attention to Yang Qinglian's handwriting, she just thought it was pretty, and there was a hint of saying bad things about her everywhere.

Now, she thought, um, is there a different word.

Turned over.There are a total of more than a dozen books, all of which are read with relish with a few strokes.

"Why is Yang Qinglian's handwriting so beautiful~" She couldn't help sighing again.

"Ding—...Why do I feel that you are praising people instead of words."

You just want to praise her Yang Qinglian.

In the imperial study room, the same people were correcting the memorials at the same time, but their moods had undergone earth-shaking changes, from being extremely depressed and boring at the beginning, to gradually becoming lively.

Chu Jing, who had already been named King of Xi'an, asked the palace to change the plaque to Xi'an Palace that day.

Chu Jing stood at the door, looking at the four big gold lacquered characters that were flying like dragons and phoenixes.

His brows were furrowed even tighter.

Xi'an Prince's Mansion, Xi'an Prince's Mansion, put together, isn't it the king of idleness?

She thought it was beautiful.

Seeing this, the staff around him knew that the prince was in a bad mood again.

He persuaded: "Your Majesty, your subordinates have already taken care of the things you asked to do."

Chu Jing glanced at him, shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the palace.

The staff followed suit.

The number of guards inside and outside the palace has tripled, and the courtyard has also tripled.His Majesty also rewarded many court ladies to come over.

The prince is naturally not interested, but the princess is afraid that she will lose her hair.

Chu Jing came to the private courtyard, sat at the tea table, raised his knee-length robe, raised his legs and said, "Your Majesty made a mistake in the ancestor worship ceremony, so where is the culprit?"

The question was calm and calm, but a temper was brewing that was about to come.

The staff said confidently: "My lord, don't worry, the person who made you look ugly. Damn it, the subordinates have already brought it here."

Isn't the face of His Majesty the prince's face, so he is right to say so.

After Chu Jing heard this, he took a sip of tea and said, "Life is worse than death. It's good for him to experience it."

"promise!"

It's just that smart people can always infer other things from one instance, even if it's the clues they found.After careful consideration, many new situations can be discovered.

Chu Jing thought of that custard figure, standing high on the altar, in the company of the sun and the sky, he was so natural, and he was born with it.But when something happened in the cauldron, his heart sank.I also suspected that Ah Yue was not the real son.

The more I think about it.He clasped the teacup tightly with his fingernails, and said: "But I am surprised that someone as cautious as Yang Qinglian will miss the day?"

Perhaps it was an unwilling tone.

He could obviously stand by and watch, but afterwards, he couldn't tolerate this tone.The anger of the Chu family is his anger.

The staff carefully looked at Chu Jing's face and said, "Perhaps, she didn't miss at all."

The expression on Chu Jing's face changed in an instant.

He said: "How do you say this?"

The staff became more cautious and said: "My lord, this subordinate is dull."

Chu Jing couldn't help frowning, not wanting to hear the staff say again: "Don't be humble."

The aide made a sound this time but sighed: "Perhaps. She, Yang Qinglian, may not have seriously prepared the sacrificial ceremony from the beginning to the end."

Even if Chu Jing had already prepared it, he never expected that the staff would have such a view, and his expression was suddenly full of surprise, and even more shock.

"That's how she is." He hesitated and said, "So trustworthy Your Majesty."

The staff said with great certainty: "You see, His Majesty did not disappoint."

"It can be said that she, Yang Qinglian, didn't prepare anything for the ancestor worship ceremony, or she could prepare for everything. But in the end."

At this point, the staff paused for a moment, but they were full of respect: "Your Majesty, the one who really controls the situation."

"From beginning to end, Yang Qinglian's purpose is here."

"Hey, with such scheming and courage, even the subordinates often feel that they can't match."

Sincere words always love to sting.

Even if it was just an objective sentence, Chu Jing couldn't help but clenched his fists.

At this time, the staff did not dare to speak anymore.

The success of the ancestor worship ceremony, amnesty to the world, broke some people's thinking.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the ancestor worship ceremony could no longer shake Chu Yue's position. Some people knew it very well, but they just didn't want to let her go so smoothly.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of Yang Qinglian turned the danger into a breeze.

In a tavern somewhere, someone was jumping and yelling, and someone was standing by and listening to the other person's scolding, looking careless.

"Tell me, why didn't you break the sacrificial sword directly, and you had to pinch half and keep the other half? Let the new emperor escape."

The man who was scolded laughed and said, "Isn't that, I don't want to!"

The scolding party couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Don't forget, you belong to our group, since you have chosen me to wait, you must serve obediently and wholeheartedly."

The man laughed and said: "Naturally, how can Master Yang fail to see such little tricks as sacrificial swords and rituals, maybe she has already prepared them."

"Fart! It's clearly not half-prepared, just like it." The man said with an extremely ugly expression.

The man also put away his laughing voice, and became gloomy and cold: "It seems that Yang Qinglian deliberately followed our hearts."

"But I didn't expect that."

"We lost to His Majesty's determination."

"Especially with the amnesty of the world, we can't change the ending of that waste."

These words seemed to have pierced into the hearts of the two of them.

They stopped talking, let alone quarrelling.

Until, someone knocked on the outside door, and there was a faint warning: "Your Majesty is here to invite you."

Amnesty is worrying for some and joyful for many.

In an alley behind a brothel, a woman threw a lot of paper money into the brazier, and told her gratefully. "Liangyan, although you won't be able to wait until the world is amnesty, your older brother, younger brother and younger sister are no longer official slaves."

"Now, you should feel at ease. You no longer have to worry about it every day. Even at the end of the palace, you will die like a jade. Even if no one remembers you, or only remembers you for a while, I will never forget you."

"rest in peace."

A handful of paper money fell, and the wind in the alley blew up a piece of paper dust, rolling it to the vast and boundless sky, soaring freely.

In the outskirts of the capital, there were more and more carriages.

In the past, there were few people, but now it is lively.

The walls are always bricks, and the vegetation is decaying, and it gradually becomes alive.

A low-key and unassuming carriage drove up.

Yang Wen Yang Wu came here again.

The person in the carriage, when she opened the curtain and slowly stepped down on the stool, looked up at the white sky, the light was bright and the future was no longer dark.

"My lord, you really have to go in yourself."

"Yeah, you used to stay nearby and never go in."

Yang Wenyang Wu hesitated to speak, as if he was very worried that something would happen to her when she went in.

Yang Qinglian comforted the two of them: "Since the world has been pardoned, it is the royal family, and it is no longer necessary to wear the body of sin."

But Yangwen and Yangwu are still worried, not just about Yang Qinglian's personal safety, but just because he is afraid that the relationship between the man and the woman will remain.And they will never die for their adults.

The two hesitated for a while.

Soon another luxurious and wealthy carriage drove over.

The people in the carriage were also very low-key. The moment they opened the curtain door and came out, the congenitally pale Emperor Qi appeared here in a yellow brocade suit.

As soon as he got off the carriage and saw Yang Qinglian was there, his old face froze for a moment.

"You're here too.

Yang Qinglian came over and said politely: "I have seen the emperor."

Emperor Qi looked at Yang Qinglian, his expression was different from the solemn and rigid expression in the hall, but a rare softness.

"Let's see again, Ah Chan?"

Yang Qinglian nodded and said: "I didn't enter many times, because I was afraid that he would be hurt when he saw me remembering the past."

"Today is different. I went there with good news."

Emperor Xi's eyes flickered for a moment, it seemed that it was different from the rumors, not as severe as it seems.

Then let's go in together.

Yang Qinglian waited beside the Emperor Xi, and the two of them crossed the broken wall together, stepped over the burnt wood, and came to a fairly complete courtyard.

The courtyard has no plaque and no name, just like the land of no man, it can be invaded at will.

But there are also quite a few people guarding it, all of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled.Veterans who have retired from the battlefield.

Seeing the two big men coming, the veterans bowed their heads.

Emperor Qi saw that the desolate gate was no longer desolate, he was inevitably a little moved: the amnesty was successful, years of waiting can finally comfort the hearts of the ancestors.

Ah Can was forced to do so back then, do you still blame him?

Yang Qinglian lowered her eyes and said, "I've never been blamed."

Emperor Qi saw her expression in his eyes, and perhaps he was relieved, and he could see her in their respective faces again.

He said: "Chan'er, I was infatuated with you once, and I also disobeyed her father."

Yang Qinglian moved slightly, she asserted: "I was wrongly paid. I was never his lover."

Seeing her didn't run away like before.

Emperor Qi sighed and said, "Hey, that kid probably figured it out a long time ago, so he just thought about it. It's good not to see you. In the past four years, he has studied hard every day, and he is not as nonsense as before. His knowledge has increased. Quite a few."

Yang Qinglian could hear a trace of sadness.

She said: "In the past, people said that he didn't have the virtues, but now he is benevolent, righteous, courteous, wise, trustworthy, gentle, courteous, courteous and thrifty. It is both gratifying and lamentable."

Emperor Qi hurriedly said: "Don't say that, what you gain in life is what you lose, it's not in vain, we will save his life."

people in their mouths.

This person is the deposed prince, Chu Can.

Now that the world is amnesty, Chu Can can come out.He was imprisoned for four years, and from a high-spirited young man in the year of fresh clothes and angry horses, he turned into a gentle and jade-like son.

When the broken window paper door was opened, facing the rear window, a handsome young man in plain white clothes stood there, looking up at the big green and leafy tree in the window with his hands behind his back.

Maybe I heard someone coming.

He tilted his head slightly, his fair and jade-like handsome face, the corners of his lips gradually raised, revealing a gentle smile, his demeanor like a bright moon and clear dust made people sigh in admiration.

He smiled with pure anticipation, and asked, "Ah Yue, is she coming to see me?"

An innocent man.

Emperor Qi's eyes dimmed.

However, Yang Qinglian's eyes trembled, and even her lips had a trace of restraint that she couldn't suppress, the moment she saw Chu Can.The emotions that have been controlled for a long time can no longer help fluctuating: "Brother Prince, I'm sorry."

"Your Highness, she. I don't remember anything."

Chu Can's smile gradually sank, and he could only smile and say, "I guessed it. It's fine if you don't remember."

He repeated obsessively: "It's fine if you don't remember. If you don't, it's hard work."

The three stood silently, drowned by the past, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Although Emperor Xi didn't fully experience what happened four years ago, he saw their tragic situation, the late emperor's arbitrariness, and Qian Zhenren's prophecy.During that time, the oppressed were breathless.Even if you take a breath, you have to be careful.

If you are not careful, you may be cut by the sword of the first emperor.

Emperor Qi, I don't want to think about the past anymore.

He has been used to being serious all his life, both happy and sad, but he still doesn't want to mention what happened four years ago, it's too heavy after all.

At that time, a very important person also passed away that day.

Now it has become everyone's heart disease.

It almost made the emperor die with regret.

However, he didn't want to get in touch with the fact that he didn't want to accept.

Emperor Qi dropped a heavy message.

"I came here in person today to tell Can'er that as an elder brother, since His Majesty has ascended the throne, you should also move out."

"From now on, I will live in the palace and inherit my throne."

Chu Can shook his head and wanted to refuse: "Grandfather, you."

Emperor Qi looked stern: "Don't refuse, don't forget, your oath. Is it possible that you will slip up again?"

Chu Can's expression was startled, he clutched his head as if thinking of something sad: "No, I don't want to."

The covenant he had made when he was young echoed in his mind.

Now people leave the tea cold, dark and depressed.

He has never forgotten what she once said to himself in the past four years.

she says.

"Brother, in the future when you become the emperor, I will be an idle prince. Or the Eighth Wise King, if you have time, you can run errands for the emperor brother, and if you don't have time, you can stay at home and drink tea and tease the birds."

"Okay! In the future, I will amnesty the world, so that those who have been wronged can be relieved. And also, let the people have enough to eat. No more wars, no more wars."

"Haha, anyway, with us, what are you afraid of? We will stand in front of him, even if he is about to come, as long as the three of us are there, we will work together, and we will definitely block the most intense tide for the eldest brother. Big Brother has his great ambitions behind us."