Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

The sky steps are as dark as water at night, and the long steps of white jade shed silver light all over the ground. On the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace, the glazed tiles are full of moonlight, golden and brilliant.

In the hall, the pearl hangs high, the candles are brightly lit, and the beauties singing and dancing, wearing light gauze and holding paper umbrellas, sway graceful and moving curves with their movements, with lingering smiles and charming charms, as if they don't feel the cold weather.

Shark fin scallops from the East China Sea, jujube hump to the west, bird’s nest lychee to the south, pheasant deer tendons to the north, delicate snacks, fresh fruits, mellow wine, placed on delicate white or blue porcelain plates, a dazzling array of table.

Such a table of delicacies is worth a thousand dollars, and it is hard to get in this season.

On New Year's Eve, Duan Yu was invited by Zhao Ji to a banquet in the palace. Apart from her, only the ministers of the Song Dynasty and Zhao's clan were present at the New Year's Eve banquet today.

And her table was placed next to King Shen. Although she didn't say it explicitly, many people thought it was tacit.

Zhao Youyi, the son of King Shen, sat beside King Shen, serving his father instead of the servant, turning his head from time to time, chatting with Duan Yu.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the hall became lively. There were ministers praising the prosperous age, and Zhao Ji was in high spirits. He immediately wrote a song full of fragrance, and asked the musicians to play the music on the spot, and the singers sang——

"The world is clear, and the Lantern Festival travels in Henan... A hundred thousand hooks of Chen Canjin... Luo Qi is colorful... Candles and dragons are shining, and algae are in peace and spring.

When the palace was intoxicated, Hua Manlou pulled Duan Yu's hand under the table.

Duan Yu nodded slightly, knowing that it had begun.

"Lingao, Qingcaixiu..."

A family member of the Zhao clan whom Duan Yu did not know came out and bowed down in front of the imperial steps, "Your Majesty, I have an unfeeling request, and I hope Your Majesty will allow it."

"Fun and play according to Wanyu, no one is treated differently..." The singer in Caiyi, with a melodious voice, chanted softly. Under Zhao Ji's gesture, she kept singing and only lowered her voice.

Zhao Ji sat leaning on the dragon chair, with a lazy and half-drunk expression, he waved his hand casually, "Say."

"Therefore, Zhao Yougong, the son of King Han, has a congratulatory gift for His Majesty, and I hope His Majesty will allow him to enter the palace."

"Who?" Zhao Ji frowned slightly.

"Therefore, the son of King Han, Zhao Yougong." Zhao's clan relatives fell down in the tunnel and said.

The singing came slowly—"From Ziqing, Du Yu Gengzai, Qiantui Le Changchen."

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly like a spoonful of cold water poured into boiling oil, and the pot exploded in an instant.

Because of his father's treasonous crime, Zhao Yougong was not allowed to inherit the title, and he was already a commoner. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Si's death was a little strange, and Zhao Ji was hindered by material discussions, and the inconvenience was too much. I'm afraid he would have lost his life. Many of these things have been experienced since then All the ministers knew this well, and since then, no one has mentioned this person's name in front of Zhao Ji.

Even so, Zhao Yougong, who was deposed as a commoner, is not eligible to enter the palace.

"Cong Ziqing—"

"Stop singing!" Zhao Ji yelled irritably, the singing girl trembled in fright, and retreated behind the curtain, Zhao Ji waved her hand, narrowing her drunken eyes, "Zhao Yougong has a congratulatory gift for me?"

"Exactly." The middle-aged man said.

"Zhao Yougong, he is a rebellious minister, how could His Majesty allow him to enter the palace." Duan Yu looked, that person was thin and white bearded, with an immortal demeanor, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe that this guy was actually Cai Jing?

"The so-called crime is not as good as a son," another person stood up and said, "At the time of the incident, Zhao Yougong was no more than a young boy. Since your Majesty has been named the King of Han, why are you so stingy to forgive a son?"

This person's eyebrows and eyes are slightly warm, and there is a smile on his lips. He is sitting with Zhuge Shenhou. It is Zhuge's friend Shu Wuxi.

Zhao Ji's eyes were closed, Duan Yu suspected that he was still drunk, otherwise why would he not have thought that something was wrong, he frowned again, pinched the bridge of his nose, then waved his hand, "Then let him in."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Gong Jiu Zhao Yougong, dressed in white clothes, entered the hall.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Gong Jiu, who came to the palace, was a different person from Duan Yu.

"Tell me," Zhao Ji waved his hands irritably and helplessly, "If you have any congratulatory gifts, please offer them."

The attendant behind Gong Jiu carried an apricot-yellow box, which was handed over to Zhao Ji's inner eunuch, who served him, and placed on Zhao Ji's table.

"What is it?" Zhao Ji pressed his forehead, casually reached out to hold the cover, and opened it casually.

A sneering sneer appeared on the corner of Gong Jiu's lips, Zhao Ji had opened the lid before he could finish his smile——

"Ah—" The first scream came from an unknown palace maid, and then the second and third...

Zhao Ji's screams, mixed with these screams, are not very conspicuous.

I don't know if the box is equipped with a machine expansion device. When Zhao Ji opened it, the box panels on all sides also fell down in all directions, revealing the contents clearly.

The dancers in the palace huddled together in fear, and retreated to the imperial family's banquet.

It was a human head with hair tied up in a bun and dried blood on the neck. It may have been touched when it was opened, and it fell sideways, rolled around on the table, rolled to the ground, and rolled along the high platform into the hall.

Tong Guan.

Duan Yu hadn't seen it before, but she knew who the dead person was.

This is what Zhao Ji sent to secretly discuss and collude with the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin. Taking advantage of the unstable domestic turmoil in Liao, they sent troops to the Sixteen States of Yanyun to seize the land. In fact, Zhao Ji only wanted a superficial victory. He hinted that as long as the Kingdom of Jin can help him fight A victory in the battle demonstrates the prestige of the country. The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun take it back in the open, and secretly hand it over to the Kingdom of Jin for safekeeping.

A person who has such a tortuous and secret plan shows that Zhao Ji's logic is full marks.

But is it better to be a white wolf with empty gloves, or a traitor?

She remembered that there seemed to be such an incident in history, but the Jin Kingdom, which had won the battle, had a big appetite, and saw clearly the cowardice of the Song Dynasty army, and soon afterward sent troops to the south.

The ministers in the hall had different expressions, some were ashen-colored, some were vomiting, and naturally there were very few of them, watching calmly and calmly.

Zhao Ji was frightened out of his wits first, then came back to his senses after a while, and stood up angrily, "Come here! Take down the traitor Zhao Yougong!"

After all, he has been the emperor for many years, and he shouted loudly, and he still has the aura of an emperor's wrath.

A group of armored guards rushed into the house.

Wei Ziyun, the leader of the imperial guards, stepped forward to salute, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Catch this traitor quickly!" Zhao Ji's voice became slightly high-pitched and harsh due to nervousness and fear.

"Haha, does your Majesty still remember this person?" Gong Jiu smiled happily and fearlessly, "This is His Majesty's good subject Tong Guan. How does Your Majesty think this head is good? How dare you dare to do what His Majesty wants Tong Guan to do?" Do you want to talk to everyone right now?"

"You are bold!" Zhao Ji yelled angrily, but his body swayed involuntarily and fell on the throne, "You...you poisoned me...?"

"A quarter of an hour," Gong Jiu raised a finger.

There was some hope in Zhao Ji's eyes.

Gong Jiu smiled and said, "Your Majesty thinks, I mean, after a quarter of an hour, does the medicine dissolve on its own? No," he smiled again, "After a quarter of an hour, this medicine will be sent to His Majesty's home. This quarter of an hour. ..It is I who want His Majesty to hear my crimes clearly, and die after confessing my sins convincingly."

"You... ridiculous—"

"You were born as a lowly court lady, frivolous since childhood, indulged in lust, lustful and unambitious, close to eunuchs, the late emperor always had a heart for you, and repeatedly rectified you, thinking that you can't let big things be done."

"You appear to be reckless on the surface, but you hold grudges in your heart. You coddled with the queen mother. First, there was chaos in Xintai, and then there was chaos in life. You killed the king and younger brother, and finally ascended to the throne."

"Since you ascended the throne, you have been arrogant, extravagant, promiscuous, close to treacherous flattery, neglected state affairs, harmed the clan, used the power of the world for one person's enjoyment, served the people of the world like an animal, caused the people to be overwhelmed, and ended in civil strife Injustice. To the outside world, Qu Chengrong and Di poured out the power of the country to please foreign countries, and as the emperor, he colluded with foreign countries and sold his own country."

"All kinds of things here are too numerous to record. Heaven and earth are abandoned, and humans and gods are disgusted. Today, I will count your serious crimes. I hope that you will work hard to punish yourself on the road to Huangquan, regret your past actions, and don't make mistakes."

This passage was obviously not impromptu, and they didn't know where they found a scholar to write it. The idioms were used slickly, Duan Yu curled his lips.

Gong Jiu stretched out his hands and clapped his hands three times. One person behind Wei Ziyun, the leader of the forbidden army, suddenly drew his sword and pierced Wei Ziyun's heart with a sword.

Zhao Ji's son, Zhao Gou, and others resisted, and in an instant they became ghosts under the sword. Blood splashed all over the ground, shocking everyone in the hall.

Duan Yu looked up at the armored guard in front of him, and was not surprised to find that this person was an unknown old man.For banquets in the palace, weapons must be removed when entering the palace, so the entire palace is unarmed, both civil and military, only these people dressed as imperial guards have swords in their hands.

She glanced at the seat next to him, the king of Shen, Zhao Bi, who had not said a word so far, the person in front of him who was threatening with a sword, was also a first-rate master that Duan Yu had seen on Wuming Island.

Zhao Bi sat quietly with his eyes downcast, his robe hanging on the floor, his expression was solemn, as if he was indifferent to everything that happened in front of him.

Beside him, the eldest son, Zhao Youyi, turned around and smiled at Duan Yu comfortingly, and mouthed, "Don't worry."

"Please take your seats, and don't leave the table," Gong Jiudao, "I hope that only one person will die today. Zhao Ji's crime cannot be forgiven, you are the pillars of the country, and the great Song Dynasty still needs you to kill me." Together."

"You claim that Your Majesty is coddling with the Queen Mother, murdering the king and brother, is there evidence?" A minister sitting in the seat forced himself to speak calmly.

"It's natural," Gong Jiu took out half a silk book and unfolded it in the hall, causing a sudden commotion——

"Imperial decree!", "It turned out to be an imperial decree!", "Is it true or not?"

"This is the late emperor's decree, ordering my father to inherit the throne." Gong Jiu said, "My father was killed by Zhao Ji because of this."

Naturally, the uproar suddenly intensified.

"Shenhou Zhuge," Gong Jiu took the silk book in front of Zhuge Zhengwo, "Shenhou can come and identify the authenticity of this thing."

"It's true." Zhuge Zheng said in a deep voice with a trace of complexity flashing in his eyes.

wow——

As soon as the words were uttered at this time, the crowd once again caused an uproar. Zhuge Zhengwo, as the most loyal minister in the dynasty, saved Zhao Ji's life twice. Since he admitted that it was true, many people immediately believed it.

Duan Yu shook his head.

Gong Jiu smiled with a sure chance of winning, "My father passed away, and I am a descendant of the main family. I should inherit the great line and the throne."