Ning Chen Ling Xiao

"Master..." Ye Hang took the potion and waited for Zhu Yu to wash off the dirt on his face. It took a while to wipe it off. Zhu Yu's fair skin had already been stung by the potion and turned red. Ye Hang quickly took a cool cloth towel for him Put it on, and said softly, "Is the master okay?"

Ye Hang knew Zhu Yu's temperament, and knew that this bit of pain would not make him like this. What he was stunned at the moment was only the disappointment after getting his revenge.

For a long time, Zhu Yu took off the cloth towel covering his face, and said softly: "It's okay, Laixi can go back?"

"Yes, you asked him to go out for a walk after you came back in the morning, and he probably has returned to the palace by now." Ye Hang thought that Zhu Yu was worried, and said, "Master, don't worry, I am grateful for the great kindness of the master, just to die for the master." Don’t be afraid, besides, that person is dead now, so he won’t say anything more.”

Zhu Yu shook his head lightly: "It's not this one, I'm relieved of him, bring me a charcoal basin."

Ye Hang thought that Zhu Yu was cold, but it was too hot to set up a charcoal basin in June, so he persuaded: "I'll just ask someone to bring a Tang Pozi. The charcoal basin is too hot..."

"Mrs. Tang..." Zhu Yu finally came to his senses and laughed, "I want to burn something, let's go."

After hearing this, Ye Hang quickly took it out, and saw that Zhu Yu took out the things hidden in the interlayer of the clothes in his arms, Ye Hang was surprised when he saw it, Zhu Yu actually conferred the title of King Hui as the heir to the emperor The edict has been stolen!

Zhu Yu glanced at it slightly, with a flash of disgust and pleasure in his eyes, he casually threw the edict into the charcoal basin, waited for the edict to burn to ashes and smashed the ashes with a carbon fork before letting Ye Hang take it out. Ye Hang came back not long after, he hesitated and said: "Master, why is this? Thanks to Laixi's favor in the palace, the guards dare not investigate thoroughly. If it is found out at the palace gate, the master's life will not be explained there. Already?!"

Zhu Yu smiled lightly: "Shoukang Hou has a great favor to me, and now I am even more under Wushuang's command. I can't say that I have to contribute, let alone... Doesn't that man want King Hui to succeed? I want to go against it." If he wants to, I want him to die with peace."

Looking at Ye Hang's worried expression, I wished Yu a smile: "It's nothing, I'm hurting others, if King Hui is allowed to succeed, King Ying will definitely follow my father's old path... This kind of thing, once in a while That's all."

Ye Hang is still not optimistic: "Even if there is no succession edict, King Hui will be able to ascend the throne. King Hui is in the imperial city, and King Ying is still in custody in the north, not to mention that now that the court has been cleaned up by the emperor, it is already them. I think the success of the King of England is not very likely."

Zhu Yu smiled: "I have done everything that needs to be done, and the rest is Ling Wushuang's business."

A few days later, a white document was delivered by Feng Xingjun to the Prince Ying's mansion. Chu Yifeng went to the army that day. Looking at the color of the document, Ling Xiao guessed that it was probably Zhu Yu who got it, so he went to the government hall in front of him. The documents were torn apart in front of all the officials. As soon as the bad news came out, the officials in the entire government hall cried loudly. Ling Xiao was even more sad and fainted, and was hurriedly sent back to the British palace by the soldiers.

"Let's all go down..." Ling Xiao covered his face with his hands, and said slowly, "Order someone to prepare a shroud and white cloth, and go to the army to invite the prince back, and don't tell him about it..."

The soldiers took the order, Ling Xiao only left Qin Long in the room, put his hands down, there was no trace of tears on Yingwu's face, Qin Long brought Ling Xiao a cup of tea, Ling Xiao took a few sips and put it on the table. On one side, he said: "The saying in the imperial city is that...Emperor Daxing worried too much, and went away in a dream when he was exhausted...What nonsense!"

"It seems that the emperor has taken too much bitterness in the dream..." Ling Xiao tapped on the book case, and pondered, "The emperor's temperament has changed a lot in the past few months. If it is really scared to death in the dream, there is such a thing. The medical records of the imperial doctor for a few months also make sense, and I can convince the public..."

Qin Long took the document sent from the imperial city and read it carefully again, and said: "At least we know that no one suspects that on 'Dream of Bitterness', the master has been worried that Mr. Zhu Yu will miss and be arrested. Now The master can rest assured. What's more... this document was not sent by King Hui, and he should have been promoted as the prince by Zuo Cheng and his old officials, why..."

Ling Xiao also couldn't figure it out, King Hui should jump out at this time, but he should be tossing vigorously, why is there no movement...

The two were thinking about seeing Ling Xiao's soldiers outside, saying that there was news from the imperial city, Qin Long hurried out to get the secret letter from Shi Pei, Ling Xiao took a look, and inside was Zhu Yu A few words, a few words explained what happened in Chengqian Palace a few days ago, and explained that the edict was destroyed, and Ling Xiao was left to consider the rest of the matter. Only now did Ling Xiao and Qin Long understand, and Ling Xiao laughed: "I wish you There are many other tricks..."

This time, many things were explained clearly. When Ling Xiao was about to say something to Qin Long, it was rumored that the prince had returned to the mansion. Ling Xiao sighed lightly: "You go, I will call you later."

As soon as Chu Yifeng entered the mansion, he knew that something had happened. Seeing the manager rushing past with coarse white clothes in his hands, Chu Yifeng felt a buzzing in his head, and ran into the main room a few steps. Ling Xiao rushed out to greet him. After taking a breath, he said anxiously: "What's wrong?! How did you take out all these things?"

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Feng'er, the emperor... has passed away."

"It was discovered on the first day of the seventh day of June. The imperial doctor's diagnosis was that he was overwhelmed with worry and went in a dream." Ling Xiao looked at Chu Yifeng's expression as if he was stabbed in his heart, and coaxed, "Since it was in a dream, I want to come... There is no pain."

Chu Yifeng was stunned for a moment, lowered his head deeply, tears flowed down instantly, Ling Xiao felt great pain in his heart, Chu Yifeng didn't know much about the nasty things the emperor had done to Chu Yifeng, and Chu Yifeng was naturally heartbroken now that something happened.

Ling Xiao hurriedly supported Chu Yifeng to the soft couch, Chu Yifeng turned his head sideways and buried his face in Ling Xiao's arms, without making a sound, tears seeped into Ling Xiao's clothes through the thin clothes after a while, Ling Xiao gently Rubbing Chu Yifeng's back, he said in a low voice: "Feng'er... don't hold back, cry out loud..."

Chu Yifeng didn't seem to hear it, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing down. Ling Xiao knew that Chu Yifeng was not close to the emperor since he was a child, and later he had countless suspicions. Now crying is just a bloody friendship, compared to the old emperor's death. The situation is much better. Thinking of this, Ling Xiao can't help but feel distressed. Chu Yifeng actually went to visit two close relatives in the past six months...

Afraid that Chu Yifeng would hold his breath, Ling Xiao gently raised his forehead, lowered his head to kiss Chu Yifeng's ear, and softly coaxed: "Feng'er..."

Chu Yifeng gently raised his arms around Ling Xiao's waist, letting him know time and time again that everyone would leave, only Ling Xiao would always be there.Ling Xiao gently stroked Chu Yifeng, quietly waiting for Chu Yifeng to vent...

In the evening, Ling Xiao sent all the officials away on the grounds that the prince was too sad, only Liang Qiujie did not leave, and went forward to salute: "Mr. Ling, I have something to discuss with you."

Ling Xiao asked Liang Qiujie to enter the study, watched tea, and said softly: "Master Liang, please sit down, what's the matter?"

Liang Qiujie took the tea, let the waiters go down, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ling, now that the mountains are collapsing, the country cannot live without a king..."

Ling Xiao raised his long eyebrows and waited for Liang Qiujie to continue. Liang Qiujie didn't have any worries, and said bluntly: "The only adult princes now are the eldest prince Hui Wang and our prince. The third prince and the fourth prince are not weak enough. Don't worry about it. The establishment of the crown prince is a big move. Although the emperor...although he has some biases, he did not leave an edict, which is equivalent to leaving a problem for the officials, which prince should be respected as emperor in the future?"

"On the order of seniority, on the degree of favor of the Emperor Daxing, and on the relationship between people in the imperial city." Liang Qiujie concluded, "King Hui's ascension to the throne is expected by everyone."

Ling Xiao chuckled: "What Master Liang said is that if the royal family and important ministers all recommend King Hui, then we in the North will bow their heads and become ministers."

Liang Qiujie shook his head: "In terms of military merits, in terms of Emperor Taizu's favor, in terms of character and prestige, King Hui deserves to be enthroned." Ling Xiao frowned, and said lightly: "Master Liang, please be careful."

Liang Qiujie smiled indifferently: "What am I, Liang Qiujie, afraid of? The purpose of saying these words today is to remind Prime Minister Ling that the King of Ying is not inferior to King Hui except that he is not the heir apparent. Simple and benevolent minds are not suitable for a high position, but as far as the subordinates are concerned, as long as Ling Xiang is always serving... I am afraid that this is not a big deal."

Liang Qiujie saw that Ling Xiao was still calm, and continued: "I have no news, and even if I know that King Hui and King Ying are not in the imperial city, if King Hui ascends the great treasure in the future, how can there be a place for the prince? Please also ask Ling Xiangduo consider."

Ling Xiao looked at Liang Qiujie fixedly, and said for a long while: "I understand what your lord means, and I have another unfeeling request. Now that I can't leave the palace, I would like to ask you to go to the northern military camp and replace the old man with me just now." I will tell General Wuji again what I said, Your Excellency has the talent of Kongming to fight Confucianism back then, and I believe he can also persuade General Wuji for the sake of the prince."

Liang Qiujie got up quickly: "The next official takes orders." As he was about to go out, Ling Xiao couldn't help asking: "Master Liang, you and I have only known each other for half a year, how can you just..."

Liang Qiujie smiled softly without turning around, and said in a deep voice: "Ling Xiang knows that Liang is almost [-] years old, and he was also a Jinshi back then. It's a pity that he wasted half his life and was just a small sixth-rank. Fortunately, Ling Xiang appreciated it. It is a fourth-rank official position, Liang is not greedy for official rank, but just..." Liang Qiujie didn't say anything below, and Ling Xiao probably understood that Liang Qiujie is really a good servant, but the loss is that he is not tactful enough, and Ling Xiao met him later. Grace will naturally be reciprocated with all my strength.

After Liang Qiujie left, Ling Xiao returned to the inner courtyard, where Bihe was waiting outside holding a food box, and when she saw Ling Xiao coming, she quickly rushed over and said, "Master, please take a look at the prince, we didn't eat dinner at all, we I dare not advise..."

Ling Xiao opened the lid of the food box and took a look. There was a bowl of porridge and a few dishes of side dishes inside. Ling Xiao took the food box and said, "Go." Bi Hefu stepped back.

Only a few lamps were lit in the room, Chu Yifeng was sitting on the couch in a daze, Ling Xiao went in and took out the porridge from the food box, took some bad quail meat, mixed it in the porridge, sat down on the couch, and said softly : "Come, eat something."

Chu Yifeng's eyes were red, but he still took the porridge bowl and ate it. Ling Xiao took the empty bowl and persuaded: "Go to bed early, I will pack something and go back to the imperial city with you tomorrow, I will be busy later. .”

Chu Yifeng nodded, but still didn't talk much, Ling Xiao helped him pack up for bed, just as Chu Yifeng lay down, he heard someone knocking on the door outside, Ling Xiao refused to let Chu Yifeng get up, and went outside by himself, Luan Xiang took a folded letter paper Hand it over to Ling Xiao: "The people outside just told you to leave it to you, and told you to read it now."

Ling Xiao shook off the letter paper and took a look: Wu Ji and all the soldiers in the north vowed to follow the King of England to the death.