Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

After a few more days, Jiang Yu completely stabilized his emotions, at least his behavior was no longer as impulsive as before.

He discussed the next countermeasures with Lin Shicheng, Liao Yunfan, and Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming, and asked Lin Shicheng to bring the news back to the general's mansion and the right minister as soon as possible, so as not to arouse Yuan'an Emperor's suspicion.

On the other side, he asked Han Jinfeng to take the Ruyi sculpture that could prove himself to Changling Mountain to "invite" the late emperor out.In addition, Xuanjinlou was ordered to buy people to spread the remarks of Emperor Yuan'an's refusal to send troops and the fact that Han Shiqing, the son of General Zhenbei, the current prince and grand master, went to the northern border and died for the country.

Let the names of Han Shiqing and Han Yu take root in the hearts of the people in Jiang Dynasty's 35 cities.

They didn't leave in a hurry, but waited half a month later to complete all the arrangements, and then set off from Gecheng slowly, and brought a thousand troops to Yong'an under the curiosity and expectations of thousands of people. The city receives the reward.

On the other side of Yong'an City, the General's Mansion had heard the news of Han Shiqing's death earlier. Han Jingyu and his wife were greatly shocked. He Yiran even fainted on the spot and fell ill. The coffin stayed by his side until everything was ready, and then the soldiers were asked to carry the coffin to Yong'an with him.

This made the Han family feel dissatisfied, but they didn't say much.

Especially when Han Jinfeng and Han Yiming saw Jiang Yu's attachment to Shi Qing with their own eyes, they couldn't bear to complain about him.

Left Prime Minister He Zhengxing had already fully understood what Emperor Yuan'an meant after the state banquet on New Year's Eve.

He also struggled in his heart, but after receiving the news of Han Shiqing's death, he was left with deep sorrow.

What made him sad was that Emperor Yuan'an was obviously a good and reasonable boy back then. As the empress's son, he was still the eldest prince but he was not conferred the title of crown prince. Their officials thought it was unfair for him at first, so they mobilized The coup put Emperor Yuan'an on the throne.

But what about him?

Before he was firmly seated on the throne, he went on a killing spree and bloodbathed the late emperor's harem. After that, he lost his mind and indulged in beauty.

In his eyes and in his heart, he only cared about his own enjoyment, and he never really thought about this dynasty or this country.

Such an emperor really chilled the hearts of all the courtiers!

The one who died today was his grandson Han Shiqing who cared for the country and the people, and those ministers who really cared for the country will die tomorrow!

So, Prime Minister Zuo finally approached the General's Mansion the day before Jiang Yu entered the city, and offered his thoughts and opinions.

Han Jingyu immediately confessed to him that in fact, they had planned to cooperate with the Ninth Prince internally and externally, and the only thing missing now was the support of the Left Prime Minister.

Zuo Xiang suddenly realized that he asked Han Jingyu a lot about Jiang Yu, and at the end, he could only sigh that he was really an emperor.

At a young age, I knew how to endure humiliation, keep a low profile, endure hardships and suffer crimes, and it is not easy to get to the present step by step.

"Jiang Yu, news from Xiaolin, saying that Prime Minister Zuo has agreed to join us, and will never interfere during the palace change!" Liao Yunfan told Jiang Yu his letter of conviction.

After Jiang Yu listened, he nodded, but he didn't speak. He just stroked the little bronze mirror that Han Shiqing gave him on his 14th birthday with his fingers.

Behind the carriage he was riding in was Han Shiqing's coffin. Because of the cold weather, the body hadn't rotted, but if it hadn't been buried in the ground, it would have turned sour and smelly after a long time.

Jiang Yu has persisted long enough, he knows that he can no longer be obsessed with a corpse.

He planned to enter Yong'an, ascend to the main hall of Ming Dynasty, and sit on the hard and cold emperor's throne, and then named Shi Qing as empress. No matter how other people tried to stop him, he would not back down.

After the empress conferment ceremony, he will hold a national funeral, bury Shi Qing in a grand manner, and let him enter the king's tomb. After he dies, he will ask someone to bury himself with Shi Qing. Even if he is a ghost, he will haunt this person Life after life.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him lost in thought, Liao Yunfan asked.

Jiang Yu raised his eyelids, his eyes were gentle, and he said, "I'm thinking about what kind of wedding dress I should prepare for Shi Qing."

Liao Yunfan was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yu replied, "I want to marry Shi Qing in front of the world."

"Are you crazy?!" Liao Yunfan exclaimed in surprise, "Married to a dead body? Do you still want to marry a man as your concubine?"

"For the queen." Jiang Yu interrupted him, "Shiqing can only be my queen."

"..." Liao Yunfan saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, and probably understood his thoughts.

Jiang Yu is a person who never stops doing things. As long as he decides something, especially about Shi Qing, he will do it as soon as he says it. No one can stop him.

He is really going crazy.

"You should know the consequences of doing so."

Although the Jiang Dynasty was open and allowed intermarriage between men and men, none of the emperors in the past would make a man a concubine or queen. His position in his family.

Han Shiqing's identity is there.

The prince and grand master, the son of the Great General Zhenbei, the hero and martyr who guarded Zhige City.

Didn't he embarrass the General's House by marrying Shi Qing, making the whole world laugh at Shi Qing?

And those old ministers, if they knew Jiang Yu would do this, would they still assist him sincerely?

The new emperor ascended the throne, did not appease the courtiers, and did such ridiculous things from the very beginning, how will he go in the future?

"Other things can be let go." Jiang Yu said, "Only this matter can't be let go."

His tone was serious: "If anyone stops me, he will be executed on the spot. I will see who else dares to stop me."

Liao Yunfan felt palpitations at Jiang Yu like this, and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He thought, maybe for Jiang Yu now, this is the biggest motivation for him to seize the throne.

In the 84th year of the lunar calendar, on the 28th of the first month, Yong'an City.

Jiang Yu and his party marched into the north gate of Yong'an City in a mighty manner. Along the way, a lineup of Silver Armored Army opened a straight path for them.

The people of Yong'an City stood behind the Silver Armored Army, stretched their necks and widened their eyes to look into the ranks. When they saw the young man on the tall horse, they all praised "wise and powerful" and "young and promising".

And behind Jiang Yu was Shi Qing's coffin carried by the soldiers. The dark, two-meter-long coffin slowly moved forward with the army. The people's eyes turned to the coffin, and they all closed their noisy mouths. Stop making loud noises, give way consciously, and watch the coffin leave.

The people of Yong'an City still know Han Shiqing as that mischievous and lively young man who loved to hang around in various squares and alleys since he was a child, running wildly.

But the boy in their eyes has now grown up, but in his best years he gave his life for the dynasty.

It's embarrassing but also admirable.

The army marched all the way towards the imperial city without hindrance.

Because it is the Golden Armored Army that guards the imperial city, and the leader of the Golden Armored Army is Han Jingyu.

It can be said that what they have done now is catching a turtle in the urn. If Jiang Yu intends to kill Emperor Yuan'an today, then he will only have a dead end.

Jiang Yu dismounted and walked to the main hall of Ming Dynasty on foot.

Looking at it this way, all civil and military officials were already waiting in the hall, obviously they were participating in the award ceremony, but secretly they were about to witness another change of the throne with their own eyes.

Jiang Yu held the helmet in his left hand, and strode into the palace gate with big strides.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to him.

The young man who had experienced the brutal war had a murderous aura lingering around him, like a sword about to be unsheathed, and the sharp sword light could hardly be covered by a suit of armor.

Sword eyebrows and bright eyes, but there is a sharp edge hidden under the handsome appearance.

He was Jiang Yu, the ninth prince of the Jiang Dynasty who narrowly escaped from the purge incident.

Some of the courtiers who had participated in the purge incident couldn't help but feel a little choked up in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to look at Jiang Yu again.

Jiang Yu's ascendance is the general trend. They are all courtiers who are attached to the left minister. The left minister has made his attitude clear. They don't dare to say much. They can only bear the fear in their hearts and bite the bullet to watch today's palace change drama.

"Lieutenant Han." Fudehai noticed that Jiang Yu was wearing a long sword on his waist with sharp eyes, and his expression changed. He screamed sharply, "What do you want to do with a sword in front of you?"

Emperor Yuan'an sat paralyzed on the throne, his Yintang was black, his face was sallow, and his cheeks were sunken, as if he had some illness.

He coughed a few times, and glanced at Jiang Yu who was standing below with his eyes. He didn't know what he saw, and suddenly his eyes widened and he screamed, "Ah! Jiang He! Jiang He has come to find me!"

He grabbed Fudehai's sleeve, his face full of horror, "Fudehai, hurry up! Get someone to pull him away! Pull him away!"

In the past three years, Jiang Yu had been ordering Qingyan to poison Emperor Yuan'an, and today it finally worked.

The hallucinations that have appeared over the years have gradually made Emperor Yuan'an unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. At this time, he regarded Jiang Yu as the fourth prince Jiang He. In his eyes, Jiang He was standing at His Highness covered in blood, staring straight at him. Looking at him, it was extremely frightening.

"Oh." Jiang Yu sneered, watching the farce quietly.

Fudehai finally realized something was wrong. Seeing that Jiang Yu didn't intend to untie the long sword at all, he frowned and shouted outside the hall, "Come here!"

A Golden Armored Army came in and asked him what happened.

Fudehai pointed at Jiang Yu and said, "Your Majesty said that he would drag down this madman who dared to bring a knife into the palace! Put him in the prison!"

The Golden Armored Army didn't do anything.

Fudehai was in a hurry, "Why don't you move?! Could it be that you want to resist the order and not obey it! Don't you want your head?!"

"His head is not something you, a slave, can have if you want it." Jiang Yu finally opened his mouth.

He looked at Fudehai with a cold gaze, "Now the entire imperial city has been completely surrounded by the Golden Armored Army and the Silver Armored Army. They are all my people, and they all obey my orders. There are a thousand northern soldiers waiting outside the city. I must take the throne today, if you dare to stop me, I will kill you dog slave first!"

"Impossible..." Emperor Yuan'an finally regained consciousness. He looked at Jiang Yu and saw that his face was somewhat similar to his own, and a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

"It's impossible for you to be alive, aren't you dead? I clearly told Han Jingyu to kill you, you can't stand here with your life, it's impossible..."

"Did you recognize me?" Jiang Yu pulled out a smile, "My dear brother, I am Jiang Yu, your Nine Emperor Brother."

He drew his sword and walked towards Emperor Yuan'an, step by step, as if stepping on Emperor Yuan'an's heart, heavy and heavy.

Emperor Yuan'an screamed, stood up and pointed at His Highness Han Jingyu and cursed, "Han Jingyu, you lied to me! You let him go! You rebellious minister and traitor! I want to kill your nine clans! Kill your nine clans!!"

He looked crazy, and he was about to rush down the steps, but was stopped by Jiang Yu who had already walked up.

"Where is the emperor going?" Jiang Yu asked knowingly, "Don't the emperor want to catch up with me?"

"Bold rebel!" Fudehai's old face was pale. He pulled Emperor Yuan'an behind him and screamed, "You dare to pretend to be His Royal Highness Ninth Prince! You should be killed!"

He pointed at Han Jingyu and said, "As the Great General of Zhenbei, the leader of the Golden Armored Army, you are so obsessed with defecting to the rebels! You should be punished!"

"If you don't stop here today, then the remaining 34 cities will definitely send troops to kill you and other rebellious officials and thieves!"

He looked at the left and right ministers again, and said, "He Xiang, Li Xiang, you all witnessed what happened today, and when this traitor is captured..."

Prime Minister Zuo interrupted him, expressing his attitude unhurriedly, "Today, I only saw His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince beheading the courtiers, and ordering the eldest prince who falsely passed on the emperor's oral order eight years ago to hand over the imperial power. Witnessed by him, he will inherit the throne openly and aboveboard."

"The first emperor?" Emperor Yuan'an was taken aback, and he shouted, "Father? Where is father? You are lying! I haven't seen father!"

"I'm here." An old man sighed from outside the palace, and the old man in plain cassock walked into the gate of the palace. He had no hair on his head, and he had obviously been far away from the world for many years.

Emperor Yuan'an saw him as if he had seen a ghost. He hid behind Fudehai and kept silent, not daring to look at Emperor Mingcheng again.

"Huai'er." He walked up to Emperor Yuan'an, with some pain in his voice, "Back then you forced me to abdicate and killed almost all of your brothers. Now that you have committed a serious crime, if you just accept it Hand, step aside, and I can also ask Yu'er to spare your life."

"Father." Jiang Yu interrupted Emperor Ming Cheng, and asked lightly, "When did I say that I would spare my brother's life?"

"Your Highness!" Lin Shicheng heard Jiang Yu's words and hurriedly stopped him, trying to calm him down.

However, Jiang Yu didn't pay attention to him, his gaze was serious, and a sword cut through Fudehai's throat, blood spattered half of his face, and a lot of blood splashed on Ming Chengdi's lapel.

"Ah!" Emperor Ming Cheng and Emperor Yuan'an screamed almost at the same time, the old monk staggered back and barely stopped by holding on to the chair, while Emperor Yuan'an sat down on the ground in shock, his legs trembling , After climbing several times, I didn't get up.

Jiang Yu raised his sword and approached him.

"Emperor brother, since you have been in power for eight years, you have been far away from the virtuous and sycophant, regardless of the government, carried out large-scale construction projects, and put the people in the water and fire. Several natural disasters, not only failed to distribute relief food and salaries in time, but increased taxes year by year, making the people of the country miserable. In the 35 cities of the dynasty, there are gold catkins and catastrophes among them!

"The 20 barbarian army is pressing down on the border, the battle is urgent, Zhige City has only [-] troops, and it is in danger, but you refuse to send troops to support the northern border because of your own selfish desires, and almost let the northern fortress Zhige City fall into the hands of the barbarians!

"Do you know how many undeserving people died in the northern border just because of one of your decisions!

"How many soldiers who shouldn't be injured have been injured!

The point of the sword pointed directly at the throat of Emperor Yuan'an, Jiang Yu's teeth were about to crack, and the sound of reprimand resounded throughout the main Ming hall, "What kind of emperor are you?! What kind of king are you!"

"Let me spare you?" Jiang Yu sneered, "If I spare you, who can spare those wronged officials, refugees, and dead soldiers!"

"You!" He said angrily, "Damn it!"

The shining sword blade cut through the throat of Emperor Yuan'an, and the blood spattered all over the ground. Jiang Yu sat there in the Mingzheng Hall full of blood, wearing armor and holding a sword on the ground. Zhang Kuanchang sat on the cold throne.

The hall was eerily quiet.

a long time.

The Prime Minister on the right came out, put his knees on the ground, and shouted, "Long live my emperor!"

When all the ministers heard this, they all came out, knelt down and shouted in unison.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The long cry spread out of the palace, into the imperial city, to the northern border, and throughout the 35 cities of the dynasty.

Jiang Yu sat on the throne, but followed the wide open door of Mingzheng Hall, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, pursed his thin lips tightly, and after a long while, he slowly let out the breath that was suppressed in his chest.

In response to them, "flat body."