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The sky prison was cold and damp, and the matter of Emperor Wu was a foregone conclusion. Even if there was a tomb of clothes in the depths of the imperial tomb, no one would have the intention to vindicate him.

How did the aggressive Emperor Wu lose his life in the hands of the Huns.

That arrow was shot from behind.

Supported by He Yun, Emperor Wen walked all the way to the prison.

The sky was dark, the spring rain was as expensive as oil, and the pattering rain wet the road, only the pebbles revealed their roundness, causing the rain to pour and pour on them.

Even if the guards didn't know Emperor Wen, they knew his yellow robe. Seeing the dragon on the hem from a distance, he knelt down and shouted: "Long live the emperor."

Most of Emperor Wen leaned on He Yun's body, gasped heavily, and said, "Pingshen. Where is Eunuch Chen?"

"Returning to the emperor, according to the secret order of His Royal Highness, Chen Taishou has been handed over to Wang Huwang to command."

"Bloody feud, I should pay it myself." Emperor Wen murmured softly, not sure if he was referring to Wang Hu or himself, "Open the door, I will go in to see an old friend."

The iron fence outside the cell was opened, and He Yun knew for the first time that there was such a desolate place in the palace.

The guards stood ten steps apart, without squinting, and stood upright, afraid that Emperor Wen would grab the braid and pull him out to punish him.

Emperor Wen was too lazy to look at them, holding a small bow in his hand, supported by He Yun, and went straight to the deepest cell.

In the damp underground, mice and cockroaches live side by side.

Jiang Yu stopped the Ruanjinsan, and the bones of his body could move naturally.He was meditating in the middle, his hair still combed cleanly, without any panic.

So many years have passed, and even Emperor Wen has grown a beard, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man, but Jiang Yu seems to have stayed 20 years ago, unchanged.

"I have something to ask you."

Jiang Yu opened his eyes, looked at Emperor Wen and said, "It's strange that the emperor is here. I don't have a place to rest here, please stand for a while."

He Yun felt that Emperor Wen squeezed his hand tighter and tighter, and his face turned pale.

Emperor Wen took a deep breath and said, "I just want to ask you one thing, is the secret decree left by Gao Zu?"

Gao Zu fell ill, and no one would suspect that he did not leave any will in the end.Zhou He is the oldest and a direct descendant, so he took the position naturally.

Emperor Wen saw the secret decree and wanted to quarrel with Zhou He, so he sent Jiang Yu, who had a close relationship with them, to the border gate, but unexpectedly, the other party died at the border gate, and Jiang Yu returned with an empty coffin.

That secret decree was the fuse of everything.

Jiang Yu sat upright, and said with a soft smile, "When you saw the secret decree, what did the emperor think in his heart, do you hope that the secret decree is true, or do you hope that the secret decree is false?"

"Of course I am..."

"Of course I hope it's true." Jiang Yudao, "If it's not true, wouldn't the emperor have been under the soles of Zhou He's feet for the rest of his life. He is obviously a prince, why does the emperor have to let him go?"

Emperor Wen's face was pale, he gasped heavily, and ignored the quarrel, he said: "Fu Xiaoyu said that you and Zhou He have, have...why do you still treat him like this?"

Jiang Yu moved his feet, and Emperor Wen discovered that his ankles were chains made by Chen Tie, and the ankles were already red and swollen from the chains.

"Your Majesty, do you know how many concubines you have in the Sixth Court of Sangong?"

Emperor Wen scolded: "What does this have to do with Zhou He?"

"Including the queen, there are 320 women who have lived in this palace all their lives." Jiang Yu said softly, counting with her fingers, "I have been a companion for many years, and I feel sorry for Zhou He, so I thought it was I blame the servant for being stupid. I don’t know how to be the person who is the emperor. I can’t pretend to be just one person. The servant didn’t intend to kill him... Your majesty, you know that the servant has always been kind. The servant just wants to see Look, when he can't be the emperor, how many people can he hold in his heart. It's just that the servant is a little more aggressive and forgot to point the arrow to the side."

Panting, Emperor Wen pushed He Yun away, supported the wall by himself, and said, "If you are as vicious as you, you will go to hell. The evil spirits should eat your heart and liver, and you will never be reborn forever."

Jiang Yu chuckled and said: "The emperor is still the same as before, even if he curses, he is still polite."

The guards outside wanted to close their ears tightly so that they could not hear anything, for fear of touching the Royal Secret and causing them to lose their heads.

Emperor Wen held the bow tightly and said, "Turn around."

Jiang Yu seemed to have expected it, and threw the heavy chains to the ground. The shackles made him jump forward and almost fell.He straightened his clothes, patted the dirt on the hem, tried his best to stand up straight, then turned his back to the person, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you must be like a slave, keep your eyes on the ground, and don't lean to the side."

Emperor Wen pulled out the hairpin, and the bow was just right for a child, but it was too small for an adult.

With a weight of 150 shi, Emperor Wen had never practiced martial arts, so it took a lot of effort to draw the bow.

The hairpin was placed in front of the bow, the thread was taut, and the lines of the snake skin were cold, almost hurting Emperor Wen's hand.

He Yun knelt obediently on the ground as early as Emperor Wen pushed away.He didn't dare to say a word, only heard a "whoosh", and a heavy object fell to the ground, frightened the mice and cockroaches to run around, soiling the first-class eunuch clothes he just put on today.

The bow used by the child also fell to the ground. He Yun was startled, and quickly stepped forward to support the pale-faced Emperor Wen, and shouted: "Come here! Call the imperial doctor!"

In the Hall of Eternal Life, Emperor Wen kept coughing, and the blood foam had already stained the white handkerchief beside him.

He Yun kept washing with cold water to clean his mouth and tongue, and advised him to suck the ginseng piece, hanging his life.

Emperor Wen put the ginseng slice on the base of his tongue, heard the footsteps of someone coming, and said: "The enthronement ceremony has been completed, are you sure about the auspicious day?"

Zhou Chong paused slightly, sat on the side of the bed hesitantly, and said, "It's just been decided, five days later."

"Five days." Emperor Wen frowned, holding He Yun's hand, coughing so hard he couldn't breathe, and said, "I, I'm afraid I won't be able to last that day."

Zhou Chong pursed his lips, looked at Emperor Wen's appearance, and couldn't say any words of comfort.

Emperor Wen's eyes were cloudy, panting heavily, and said: "I have ordered that if Jiang Yu dies, he will smash his bones and feed them to the dogs. But if he...if he picks it up One life... Emperor Wu’s tomb is not guarded by anyone, so he is told to guard Zhou He all his life, chant sutras and worship for him, and he is not allowed to leave half a step.”

After midnight, it began to rain heavily.

It is said that the spring rain is not in a hurry and moisturizes things quietly, but unexpectedly, the spring rain in Jinlin City is so urgent that it seems to wash away all the filth in the city before it will stop.

In the warm bed, Fu Xiaoyu's quilt was thrown somewhere, most of her body was pressed against Wen Le's body, her head rested on her shoulder, and the sound of breathing hit the neck full of red marks.

When someone came from the courtyard, Wen Le suddenly opened his eyes, carefully released Fu Xiaoyu, opened the door and listened to the report.

"No phosphorus, no phosphorus?"

Fu Xiaoyu opened his eyes, eyes full of exhaustion, and said, "What's wrong? Woke up so early? Is it dawn?"

Three questions in succession caused Wen Le to chuckle, and said in a slow voice, "Someone from the palace said... Emperor Wen is dead."

Only then did Fu Xiaoyu come to her senses, frowned, shook her head as if sighing, and shouted loudly: "Ma Cheng, prepare the sedan chair!"

Before dawn, the people in the court had already crowded outside the palace gate.

As soon as the palace key was opened, he rushed to the palace in a hurry.The rain didn't stop, and the hem of their clothes was wet by the rain, but everyone ignored it and walked very eagerly.

A group of ministers stood outside the Hall of Qinzheng, and the wind and light rain blew on their faces, washing away their exhaustion.

The eunuch stepped forward, holding the imperial decree.

Regardless of the dampness all over the floor, the ministers lifted their clothes and knelt down, waiting for Emperor Wen's final will.

Zhou Chongnai is the son of Emperor Wu Zhou He, who recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan, so whose seed should he belong to?The second prince, Zhou Luan, had no desire to be superior. Apart from him, there was no other prince of the right age. Fearing that his relatives would monopolize the power, he passed the throne to His Ninth Prince—Zhou Chong.

The minister of the Ministry of Rites proposed to stop the coffin for a while, so that the sacrificial ceremony would be held after the enthronement ceremony.Zhang Lie glanced at him, smiled and asked him to talk to Zhou Chong.The spring is approaching, and the court cannot do without people who are promoted.The minister of the Ministry of Rites thought he had figured out Zhou Chong's thoughts and told the story.

Zhou Chong was furious, and took off the hat of the Minister of Rites on the grounds of disrespect.

No one in the court mentioned this matter again.

When the emperor succeeded to the throne, the construction of the imperial mausoleum began.

Wen Le was very puzzled by this. How could someone rush to repair his own grave just after he came to power? Isn't this a curse that he will not live long?

Fu Xiaoyu walked behind Zhou Chong with him, dressed in white clothes, and went to the imperial mausoleum without his crown, saying: "Don't say that we are here today, even our cemetery, I have already taken a look at it."

Wen Le stared wide-eyed and said, "Are we both optimistic?"

Fu Xiaoyu nodded and said: "In the city that never sleeps. The lights are bright there, and it is lively day and night. On the high mountain, you can see the lights of the city that never sleeps at a glance. I think you like excitement, even if you are underground, you must also like people." A place full of noise. If there is a ghost story, let me and you wait until it is dark and we can’t see the sun, and go to the market hand in hand, wearing a ghost mask to scare those babies who don’t sleep well.”

Death has always been scary, but after hearing what Fu Xiaoyu said, Wen Le didn't feel scared, on the contrary, he found it very novel.

Taking advantage of the wide hem of the clothes, Wen Le held Fu Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The ministers had true or false expressions of pain on their faces, you supported me and I supported you, and they left the imperial mausoleum together.

He Yun wiped away the tears from his face, and kowtowed towards the imperial mausoleum.

In the imperial mausoleum, the coffins have already been buried in the ground.There are night pearls everywhere, making the shady imperial mausoleum brighter, gold, silver and jewelry are piled up all over the ground like stones, and there are stone carvings of boys and girls standing on both sides, smiling.

In a dark corner, a man in eunuch uniform slowly woke up, seeing the resplendent and magnificent palace-like boundary, he smiled softly.

The dull pain in his chest has not been relieved, as if he was about to be torn apart by life, making him unable to straighten up.

He touched his chest and sighed secretly.

After all, it's a side point.

"You've finally woken up, don't be lazy, come quickly and tie the ingot."

The author says:

The countdown is over, babies?

You can point out the side story, arrange it according to the situation.