[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

It has been six days since the Empress Dowager passed away, and the capital city is much deserted than before. The troupe is closed, the banquets are stopped, and even the fabrics of the ready-made clothes in the shop have been replaced with plain colors.

Apart from being unable to wear red and green, drinking and listening to operas, the common people live their lives as usual, but they don't know that the elders above are panicking.

It has been six days since His Majesty left Beijing, and until now there has not been a single word: How did the Empress Dowager die?Who is the murderer?Have you ever been arrested?How about the Supreme Emperor Dragon Body?How to deal with the Empress Dowager's funeral?Where does it stop?When is the mourning?Is the funeral simple or complicated?How much is appropriate for monks and priests?

There was not a single order.

If only this is the case, at most it is speculated that the emperor and the emperor have different opinions, and they have not been able to reach an agreement until now. In response to the news, Zhao Yi, the potential king who was supposed to stay in the capital to take charge, also disappeared.

When the flustered Liushen Wuzhu sent people to inquire one after another, there was finally movement over there.

"The other palace sent an imperial envoy back to Beijing to deliver the decree!"

"Really? Do you know whose imperial decree it is?"

"Someone saw it, the leader is the prince next to the emperor!"

"Which house did Amitabha...go to first?"

"Ningguo Mansion."

"...Why is it that master again?!"

Six days ago, it was this Lord who received two identical imperial edicts within one day, and killed the celebrity next to the Supreme Emperor as if nothing had happened, causing the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor to officially turn against each other.

As a result, the Empress Dowager died that night, and the Empress Dowager was poisoned and vomited blood...

Now the first imperial decree issued by the emperor in the other palace was actually for him again!

Ningguo Mansion.

Wang Gonggong handed out the imperial decree with a smile: "Congratulations, Mr. Xiang."

Xichun respectfully accepted the imperial decree, thanked him in a low voice, and asked, "Thank you eunuch, eunuch said that Wan'er is now with the emperor, I wonder if he has something to bring back?"

Wang Gonggong hesitated: "This..."

Xichun's face turned pale instantly.

Dagan is different from the previous dynasty. Xiangjun is the title of the daughter of the Duke of Zhen or the granddaughter of the Duke of the county. The Ningguo Mansion is the mansion of the Duke of the State, but now there is only the title of General Wei Lie, and she is the one who inherits the title. The younger brother is not her father, so what qualifications does she have to be the village lord?

The only possibility is that Jia Wan made great contributions in the other palace, but even if he made great contributions, how could he benefit himself?And such a privilege... unless, unless he himself has...

He was seriously injured but left home quietly. How could he not know that his family was worried?Now that someone came to preach the decree, he didn't bring back a single word...

What kind of person is Wang Gonggong, he immediately reacted, secretly praised the little girl for being sober and sensitive, and said: "Xiangjun misunderstood."

Sincerely said: "Master Jia is well. The one with all beards and tails is injured a little bit and is taking care of it. You know, Mr. Jia becomes sleepy when he takes medicine. Originally, His Majesty forbade anyone to send news to the capital, but now he does." , but Mr. Jia couldn't wake up again, so naturally he couldn't speak."

Xichun doubtfully said: "Since that's the case, why would Your Majesty..."

His eyes fell on the sacred decree in his hand.

The prince said with a smile: "The reason for conferring on you as the Lord of the Township is because of your great achievements. It has nothing to do with Mr. Jia... and it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with it. In short, if the Lord of the Township has not hidden his whereabouts for Mr. Jia this time, so that the other party is less prepared, It’s a different situation now!”

He also said: "You can rest assured to be your country lord. The hot springs in the other palace are good for healing. Mr. Jia may live there for a while. Don't think too much... Township lord, this old servant has other wishes to pass on. This is my farewell."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xichun to reply, she cupped her fists and saluted, and left in a hurry.

……

In the other palace, the night is quiet.

Zhao Yi suddenly got up from the edge of the bed, habitually probed the boy's nose and wrist pulse: breathing, yes, pulse, yes...

...is still there.

Zhao Yi closed his eyes, brushed the boy's messy hair behind his ears, pulled the quilt higher, pressed it tight, got up and turned to the outside room, and saw Zhou Kai dozing against the door with the knife in his arms.

Seeing Zhao Yi coming out, Zhou Kai was shocked and looked at him expectantly.

Zhao Yi shook his head and asked, "What happened outside just now?"

Zhou Kai's eyes dimmed, and he leaned back against the door again, yawned loudly, and said weakly: "The Supreme Emperor smashed the medicine bowl, and wants to see the Emperor."

Zhao Yi said: "He went?"

"Is it okay if you don't go? The papers on the emperor's desk are almost piled up." Zhou Kai sneered, and said, "Duke Zheng Zhuang and the Jiang family are still digging the underworld to see..."

The voice was drawn out, and the tone was mocking: "The grace of childbearing is as great as the sky!"

Zhao Yi was silent for a moment, took the cloak at the side, and said, "You guard him, I'll go out for a walk."

Zhou Kai stepped aside and said lazily: "Don't go far, Ah Wan is not here, and if you meet an assassin again, no one will protect you."

Zhao Yi paused, froze for a moment, and strode away again.

……

The most gorgeous and comfortable palace in the other palace, there are guards outside and bright lights inside.

The Supreme Emperor lives in it.

Live in the most luxurious palace, eat the most exquisite food, use the most precious medicine, and be cared for by the best imperial physician and the most beautiful court lady.

"Your Highness..."

Zhao Yi raised his hand, stopped the guards to salute, tore off the cloak and threw it to Manager Liu who hesitated to speak, and walked towards the main hall.

There are only the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor in the hall, let alone the guards and maids, even Manager Liu retreated far away. When Zhao Yi approached the gate, he gradually heard the voices inside.

"What? It's not enough to kill the queen mother, but you want to kill me too?"

"How did the Queen Mother die? Doesn't the father know better than the son!"

"What should I know? All I know is that if it wasn't for the queen mother that day, it would be me who died! Well, it's very good! Poison and medicine won't kill me, so I simply sent a large army to pacify my other palace! He is really my good son! As long as you are filial and courteous, you have given the throne to you, but now you can't tolerate me, even killing your mother and father! Okay, okay, I underestimated you!"

"If the father wants to see his son, it's just to say this, please forgive him for not being able to accompany him because of the heavy state affairs!"

"...I can make an order for Prince Teng."

"condition?"

"Wang Ziteng is the envoy of the Gansu-Shaanxi Festival."

"..."

"The Taishanghuang is really a good idea," Zhao Yi sneered, and said: "When Wang Ziteng was allowed to control the Beijing camp, the knife that was hanging on the father's head, as long as the father was disobedient, he would chop it down and kill him. Pulling down the throne. Now he is going to be placed in Ganshan again... Does it mean that if the father is disobedient, he will open the city gate and let the Turks drive straight in, so as to destroy our great country?"

The Supreme Emperor was furious, and shouted: "Who let you in? Get out!"

Zhao Yi turned a deaf ear to it.

Emperor Qian frowned and said, "Yi'er, you go out first."

Zhao Yi approached step by step.

The teacup in the hands of the Supreme Emperor fell heavily to Zhao Yi's feet, he got up and took a step forward, cursing: "You bastard, I...uh..."

However, Zhao Yi clamped his neck with one hand and slammed into the pillar hard. Zhao Yi's subordinates showed no mercy, leaving a large bloodstain on the place where the pillar hit the head of the Empress Dowager.

The Supreme Emperor cried out in pain, looked at Zhao Yi in disbelief, and cursed with difficulty: "You...you are bold...animal...animal..."

The hands choking his neck were like iron hoops, but they weren't too tight. At least he could barely make a sound. Compared with the physical pain, what made him unbearable was the humiliation and embarrassment in his heart.

He is the Ninth Five-Year King, he was born to be a prince under one person and above ten thousand people, he has been the emperor for decades, and the emperor for ten years, he is used to being supreme, life and death... so what if the plan fails?He is also a powerful overlord, the father of the emperor, and the grandfather of the prince. Who dares to do anything to him?

With his status, even if it is a change of dynasty or a chaotic army attacking the city, he will have the dignity of a cup of poisoned wine and a seat of white silk in the end. He never dreamed that one day he would be choked by someone and thrown against the wall, smashing his head. blood flow.

Immediately burned with anger!

brute!bastard!He shouldn't have been kept in the first place!

Before he could vent his anger, he saw an extra dagger in Zhao Yi's hand, and said lightly, "Your Majesty, you don't know that treason is a death penalty, right?"

Emperor Qian finally recovered from the shock, rushed up to hold Zhao Yi's hand, and shouted: "Yi'er! You are crazy! Let go!"

The tone was stern, but the voice was kept very low. I dare not let the fourth person see this situation.

Zhao Yi hit Emperor Qian's chest with his elbow. Emperor Qian didn't know much martial arts, so he was pushed a few meters away, watching Zhao Yi slowly stab the dagger towards the Supreme Emperor's chest: "Zhao Yi!"

The Taishang Emperor's eyes finally showed fear, his hands firmly grasped Zhao Yi's hand holding the dagger, desperately resisted, his fingernails left bloodstains on the back of Zhao Yi's hand, but he was still desperately brought along by him, slowly but firmly stabbed the dagger into his chest.

"puff!"

The sound of the sharp knife piercing through the chest was heard clearly, and the pain and despair came together.

"You...you dare..."

The dagger was pulled out slowly, and stabbed in again, blood sprayed on Zhao Yi's chest.

"Does it hurt?"

"Do you regret it?"

"Are you scared?"

One slash, two slashes, three slashes... Zhao Yi let go, took two steps back, and watched the blood-stained old man in a dragon robe slowly slide down the pillar and lean on the ground.

He was not dead yet, his eyes almost squeezed out of their sockets were staring at Zhao Yi, his mouth that was spitting blood kept opening and closing, he didn't know whether he was calling for help or cursing.

"Don't you like to treat people like ants, don't you like to trample on other people's lives?" Zhao Yi threw the dagger at him and asked calmly, "How does it feel to be killed?"

Emperor Qian slapped Zhao Yi hard on the face, trembling with anger: "Are you crazy?! He is your grandfather!"

He didn't hold any strength in this palm at all, and blood flowed down the corner of Zhao Yi's mouth. Zhao Yi didn't seem to notice it, and sneered, "Then do I want to thank him, I vented on the maid on a whim, and my life Father, you come out?"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped again.

Zhao Yi lowered his head and raised his hand, slowly wiping the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Emperor Qian's eyes were red, and he scolded angrily: "Anyway, he is your grandfather, without him, there would be no you, Zhao Yi... If you can kill him today, can you kill me tomorrow?"

Zhao Yi curled his lips and said casually: "Yes, so Father might as well plan ahead and kill first."

"Zhao Yi!" Emperor Qian shook his head slowly, and said with deep pain: "I taught you filial piety, loyalty, courtesy, righteousness and shame since childhood, you..."

"Filial piety, loyalty, propriety, righteousness and shame?" Zhao Yi sneered and said, "Are these things useful? With them, when I pick up guests at the Qinhuai River, can I get a few more rewards?"

"Zhao Yi!" Emperor Qian raised his hand, but failed to swing it down, and put it down into a fist: "You are really crazy."

Zhao Yi turned around and left.

Emperor Qian's calm voice came from behind: "Do you think Yizhi will be happy knowing that you have done such a thing for him?"

Zhao Yi turned around with a cold expression: "What does my business have to do with him?"

"It doesn't matter?" Emperor Qian laughed back in anger: "It doesn't matter that you kill Xuan Hai and the emperor father for him? It doesn't matter that you guard him for three days and nights without leaving him?

"You two have been playing tricks in front of me, do you really think I don't know anything?

"When you first met him, you bit him...you are my son, don't you know me? If you didn't hate him so much, how could you bite him? But he didn't really bite off a piece of his flesh.

"I sent a letter to the south of the Yangtze River, and Lin Ruhai recruited everything! I stayed with you on the boat for three months, and it was Yizhi who rescued you in the end!"

The biggest secret in his heart was exposed, Zhao Yi showed no trace of panic on his face, and said calmly: "And then? Father wants to punish us for the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

Emperor Qian laughed angrily and said: "If I want to punish you, I have to wait until today? Could it be that I have not tolerated you enough? When he pretended to be an assassin to frame the queen, it was enough for him to kill the whole family! Have I ever touched him?" finger?"

Zhao Yi said indifferently: "Isn't it the father himself who wanted to move the Zhang family down, so he pushed the boat along the way and took the opportunity to abolish the queen?"

"Yi'er, I have loved you for 20 years," Emperor Qian shook his head and asked, "In your heart, is I so hypocritical?"

Zhao Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "Father, do you know why I don't want to be a crown prince or an emperor?"

Emperor Qian looked at him and said nothing.

Zhao Yi said: "Because I don't want to become someone like you.

"Yes, among the many princes, father loves me the most, but father has the world in his heart, and the rest are insignificant... Father, I am not you. The world is too big, and my heart is too small to pretend."

Turning his back to Emperor Qian, he said: "Father, you don't have to make things difficult, and you don't need to cover it up for me. What I do, I will bear it myself."

"You bear it yourself? How do you bear it?!"

Zhao Yi sneered, and said, "It's nothing more than death and expulsion, what else can I do? Father thinks, do I care about this life, or the status of the so-called prince?"

Emperor Qian choked up, his voice slowed down, and said: "Even for Yizhi, you shouldn't do such a rebellious thing! You are my son, and you even killed your own grandfather for him, what do you think? Will I be able to tolerate him?"

"If you can't tolerate it, you can't tolerate it," Zhao Yi said lightly: "He is free outside, isn't it better than being in this cage?"

Suddenly smiled again, and said: "I have nothing in this world except him, and even he is not mine... But it doesn't matter, as long as there is him in this world, no matter how bad it is, I am willing to live..."

But now, he is dying...

Step away.

Qian Di fell weakly on the chair.

After a long time, Manager Liu quietly entered the door, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the corpse in the hall, and immediately fell to his knees in fright, trembling and sweating.

Standing with his back, looking quietly at Emperor Qian outside the window, he said calmly: "The third child is still clamoring to see me?"

Director Liu tremblingly said: "Yes... His Highness the Third Highness has not eaten a grain of rice for three days. He said that if he does not see the Emperor for a day, he will not eat for a day."

"Bring him here."