Tyrant's Secret

"Why did His Majesty kill the minister?"

"If you know my secret, you must die. Not only you must die, but everyone who has interacted with you must die." His voice was cold and deep, with supreme majesty.

"No, His Majesty wants me to die. At least, at least spare my family and friends... I never told anyone about His Majesty's abnormal condition. I will swear to keep the secret for Your Majesty. Please trust me."

"Don't General Zhan know that only the dead can gain absolute trust?" He sneered and raised his sword.

"Your Majesty! No!!!"

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Zhan Yanchu had another nightmare today.

When he woke up and saw that it was only five o'clock that day, he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply put on a coat and went to the yard to get some air.

In the evening of dawn in winter, everything is gray, and the night fog has not dissipated, and the sticky cold sweat on my body is blown by the wind, making me cold.He gritted his teeth and took a few deep breaths of air, only to wake up a lot.

Chang Fu took the lantern to send the old general Zhan out, and happened to see a black shadow in the yard, and scolded: "Which one doesn't have eyes, ran to the yard early in the morning to pretend to be a ghost?"

Zhan Yanchu was still in a daze, he was startled unexpectedly, and hurriedly looked towards the corridor in a daze.

"Changfu?" Zhan Yanchu's voice was hoarse.

Only then did Chang Fu recognize that it was Zhan Yanchu, and hurriedly raised his chubby hand to pat his mouth annoyedly: "Ah, it turned out to be the young master. Look at you, you are so blind! You can even admit the young master is wrong."

"I can't blame you for the foggy day." Zhan Yanchu smiled coyly, rubbed his frozen hands, looked at old General Zhan, and saw that under his cloak, he was dressed neatly in court clothes, and he was surprised for no reason: " father?"

It's the end of the new year, and all the officials are going to rest, why is father going out so early? Looking at this outfit, it seems that he is about to enter the palace to meet the emperor!

Zhan Gu heard that he was doubtful, coughed, and explained in a dull voice: "Your Majesty sent someone to summon him overnight, thinking that there is something important to discuss."

"What?!" Zhan Yanchu was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

"What's the point of being so surprised?" Zhan Gu's expression was not clearly visible in the fog, but his tone was utterly severe.

"I know my mistake." Zhan Yanchu hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Only then did Zhan Gu's tone soften a bit: "It's not yet dawn, why don't you go to bed and wander around the yard?"

Thinking of the previous nightmare at the beginning, Zhan Yan was worried, so he could only try his best to smile, and said absent-mindedly: "It happened that I woke up and came out to get some air. I didn't go for a walk. I'll go back to sleep now, my son." Then he walked into the house.

"Stop." Zhan Gu scolded.

Zhan Yanchu stopped, turned around, took advantage of the thick fog, and sighed indistinctly.

Zhan Gu used some strength when he yelled that sentence just now, he couldn't help coughing a few times before recovering, and said coldly: "I'm already awake and I want to go back to sleep? Go practice sword."

Zhan Yanchu respectfully stood on the spot: "Yes." After finishing speaking, he turned his side tentatively: "Boy... go back to the room and take the sword."

"En." Zhan Gu waved to Chang Fu to show him to lead the way, and complained in his mouth as he walked: "Since the last time I followed His Majesty's expedition triumphantly, I have become more and more disorganized. I am obsessed all day long, and my mind is out of my mind. A bit like a general should be."

Zhan Yanchu took a few steps before turning around, looking at Zhan Gu's back with complicated eyes.

Zhan Gu has a tall and handsome figure that is very similar to Zhan Yanchu, but obviously, the countless injuries experienced in those wars and the heavy blow of his wife's death have already made this general's body worse than before. .

His eyes dimmed, and he clenched his fists worriedly.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan, he practiced sword wantonly in the courtyard, trying to get rid of the boredom and worries in his heart, but the images of that day kept reappearing in his mind.

Returning triumphantly with His Majesty that day should have been a gratifying event, but when he rescued His Majesty, he discovered that his body had such a secret that could not be revealed to others.

Everyone thought that he had made a great contribution in saving His Majesty, but how would they know that he had caused a catastrophe!These days, although he looks normal on the outside, his heart is never at peace. From time to time, he will think of Ling Jue's cold and bloodthirsty eyes when he was angry.

Ling Jue is a recognized tyrant.He killed his brother to seize the throne, he was cold and arrogant, and the sword in his hand was stained with the blood of countless people.The so-called human life is nothing more than an ant to him.How could he let himself go?

At the beginning of Zhan Yan, he practiced until the sun was three poles, Chang Fu couldn't stand it anymore, and came up to persuade him to rest, so he had to put away his sword and go back to the room.

Zhan Yanchu put the sword on the sword pavilion, only then realized that his muscles were already sore, and his shirt was heavy with sweat, so he ordered Changfu to mix several buckets of warm water and send them to the bathroom.He couldn't wait to take off his clothes and throw them on the shelf, and raised the water in the bucket as if he was about to pour it down.

Seeing Changfu, he hurriedly persuaded him: "It's so cold, the young master still takes a shower, let's wash in the bathtub!"

"No." Zhan Yanchu raised the wooden barrel: "I sweated all over, it's so hot!"

The hot water flowed down his long black hair like a waterfall, and spread over his bronze-colored skin.He held a wooden barrel, his back was broad and straight, his limbs were slender and strong, like a leopard full of strength that could explode at any time.

Chang Fu couldn't help but sigh enviously: "Young master is really strong. It would be great if I could be as majestic as young master. The girls in the capital must hang around me all day long!"

Zhan Yanchu wiped the water off his face and smiled: "How could it be so exaggerated? Speaking of which, why do you want so many girls around you? Marrying a gentle and virtuous girl and living a down-to-earth life is not better than Everything is strong."

"Young master really doesn't understand fun." Changfu shook his head helplessly, touched his chin again, thoughtfully: "It turns out that young master likes gentle and virtuous girls, no wonder he doesn't like Miss Biao."

"Who said I don't like it anymore?" Zhan Yanchu smiled and said seriously: "It's just that my cousin and I grew up together, and in my heart, I have always regarded her as a younger sister."

Chang Fu sighed: "Young master doesn't like Miss Biao, who do you like? The age of eighteen or nineteen should be fixed! Last time, young master made great achievements with His Majesty's expedition, and became famous in the capital for a while. Those ministers saw that the young master had a bright future, so they hired matchmakers for their daughters, and they pestered me to ask the young master in private."

Zhan Yan couldn't help but wryly smiled when he first heard the words "Boundless Future".Why doesn't he want to be reused by the new emperor, make contributions and become famous?But now, he can only hope that this eccentric king will let his family live.

He picked up another bucket of water and poured it down, and then asked: "Chang Fu, why did His Majesty summon Dad?"

"What else can I do?" Chang Fu shrugged, "It's probably another compromise."

"Compromise?" Zhan Yanchu was a little surprised.

"Your Majesty has been on the throne for six years, and has never had any heirs. All the ministers in the court have been writing letters over the years, requesting His Majesty to take various measures. Since the last time His Majesty was in danger on an expedition, these ministers have given more frequent and sharper words. Your Majesty often loses his temper with anger, and then has to compromise with the ministers under the advice of Pu Gonggong. Don't worry, young master, this time is no exception, and the master will be back later."

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's heart, he calmed down a little, and secretly had a little luck.Maybe the "tyrant" Ling Jue is not as vicious as rumored, but just has a bad temper.At that time Ling Jue didn't kill himself in such a rage, maybe it was because he thought about saving his life that he let him go.Although after Ling Jue succeeded to the throne, he carried out torture wantonly and used extremely cruel methods to deal with those who opposed him back then, and was rumored to be a tyrant, but he does not seem to be an unreasonable and mediocre king.In the past few years of Ling Jue's reign, Tianjin has shown unprecedented grandeur.This point is obvious to all the people of Tianjin.

He changed into clean clothes and felt a little happier. He asked his servants to pass on the meal. He was sitting in the room and was about to move his chopsticks when a servant girl rushed in from outside: "Master! Master..."

Chang Fu scolded: "What are you doing? You're so reckless! The young master won't scold you, but I'm still here, butler!"

The servant girl quickly admitted her mistake: "Your maidservant knows your mistake."

"Changfu, it's done." Zhan Yanchu put down his chopsticks, and said softly to the maid again: "What's the matter, speak slowly."

"Master, Master, he..." The maid cried out, "He's in jail!"

"These ministers are getting more and more aggressive!" Ling Jue angrily swept the memorial on the dragon case to the ground.

The surrounding court ladies and eunuchs were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, biting their fingers and tongue, not daring to breathe.

Pu Huaiyan walked in, happened to see this scene, glanced at the court ladies and eunuchs kneeling on the ground, and asked softly with his smoky voice, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

No one dared to return.

Pu Huaiyan held Fuchen between them, bowed tremblingly and picked up a roll of memorial on the ground, unfolded it and looked at it.

Pu Huaiyan was obviously not surprised by the content of the memorial, sighed, straightened up and said to the maids and eunuchs: "Go down!"

Those people raised their heads and looked at Pu Huaiyan hesitantly. This kind-hearted old man had served two generations of emperors and had watched Ling Jue grow up. His words always carried some weight, but now that Long Wei was furious, no one dared to stand up.

Pu Huaiyan smiled helplessly, and looked at Ling Jue again.Ling Jue was still angry, and stood on the spot with a stern face. Being stared at by him, he moved his eyeballs slightly uncomfortably, and finally waved to the maids and eunuchs impatiently: "Go down!"

"Yes. Thank you, Your Majesty, Pu Gonggong." Those court ladies and eunuchs bowed and retreated as if they had won a gold medal for avoiding death.

Pu Huaiyan put the memorial in his hand on the case: "It's about the heir again?"

Ling Jue sneered: "What else do those ministers play all day besides this?"

Pu Huaiyan was silent for a long time before he said: "I heard that today His Majesty sent General Zhan and several ministers who spoke for him into the prison?"

Ling Jue frowned, obviously angry: "I have made concessions many times before, drafting concubines, expelling yin and replenishing yang, why are they so aggressive? Then Zhan Gu openly spoke in the court today, asking me to ask you Where do doctors put me in diagnosing and treating hidden diseases? Since they are already so merciless, why should I be merciless!"

"Those ministers really lack lessons..." Pu Huaiyan was thinking about how to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. After hesitating for a while, he finally opened his mouth: "But, in fact, it's no wonder those ministers. Your Majesty is now in his twenties. , it can't be delayed."

Hearing that even Pu Huaiyan said that, Ling Jue lost all confidence, and slowly sat down on the chair: "Are they in a hurry? Don't tell me I'm not in a hurry? It's just... Eunuch knows, I, I can't do it at all." When he said this, he put his hand on his forehead in pain: "I even thought about letting people favor those concubines for me... But, how can I do such a treacherous thing. Besides, it is related to the blood of the royal family. How can I play tricks?"

Pu Huaiyan hesitated for a long time: "Your Majesty, the old minister has a plan, but I don't know if it should be said..."