Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

Jinsu turned to look at him, still maintaining his kneeling posture, looked up at the bright yellow scarves in the room, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Uncle Seventeen, the sky will soon change in Yasukuni."

Jin Lin was shocked when he heard the words, and wanted to ask him what he meant. Liu Quan had already conveyed Jin Jingyun's meaning and asked all the officials to stand up. half a word.

Under the cover of the bright yellow veil, Jin Jingyun sat slumped on the dragon chair. Through the veil, his eyes slowly shifted, and finally fell on Jin Ye, with a slight sadness on his face.At this moment, he still has a question in his heart, is his decision really correct?

Standing outside the yellow gauze, Liu Quan unfolded the imperial edict in his hand, coughed softly, and read aloud: "I have watched the prince for many days, he is humble and polite, he is decisive in doing things, Zhang Chi has a certain degree of advancement and retreat, and I am deeply gratified In consideration of his ability to assume the great responsibility of the Yasukuni, the succession ceremony originally scheduled for the eighth day of next month will be held in Wufengtaitai tomorrow, and I will personally crown him, at that time, the whole world will celebrate the amnesty of the world. This is my admiration."

After finishing speaking, he accepted the imperial decree, and watched all the officials express their opinions condescendingly.

As soon as his words fell, all the officials immediately began to make noise, some people were happy, some people must be worried.Either I am glad that I have chosen Mingzhu with a bright future, or I feel sorry for Jinsu.

The purple clothed boy only felt his eyes go dark.He almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Jinlin quietly helped him beside him, and he gave the latter a grateful smile, but that smile was so sad and bitter, the unwillingness in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and it was soon Almost covered in the darkness, he turned his head to look at Xiao Qianyou, still calm and calm, as if the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with him.

This is the person who once promised to help him ascend to the throne, but now, he can only watch Jin Ye monopolize the power, and Fang Qiu is reprimanded by the Ming court.And his fate, from now on, is to be with that bend of spring river water and a pot of bitter tea?

Xiao Qianyou stared straight ahead, with an expressionless face as always, he didn't dare to look into those eyes, he was afraid that he would see questioning and resentment from them, and he would have lied to him and himself after all.However, that position and those rights are not what he should need. What he should want is when spring is admiring red peaches and summer lotuses, and when frost and chrysanthemums are proud of winter plums.This is the best ending I can give that boy.

It's just that he never thought that although fate is the weakest existence in the world, it is also an irreversible existence. It can be changed for a while, but it cannot be changed for a lifetime.

The two brothers are destined to only have one.

Jin Ye leaned on the ground respectfully, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he thought of all the excuses for Jin Jingyun to return to the palace, but after all, he didn't expect such a result, is it tomorrow? "Long live Long live Long live!"

This imperial decree determined his future destiny, his status above ten thousand people, his supreme right, and his incomparable prestige.

"His Royal Highness accept the order!"

The smile on Liu Quan's face was impeccable, of course, except for the worry that flashed in his eyes from time to time, his eyes kept turning to the yellow gauze, every time his brows furrowed slightly, and the hand holding the appreciation trembled slightly.

Jin Ye stood up slowly, moved his gaze upwards, and landed on the imperial edict, with a wider smile on his face.

He lifted his feet, stepped out, lifted up, and stepped out.Every step is so slow, so heavy.

It was just a few jade steps, and he seemed to have spent his whole life just walking it.

Inside the yellow gauze, Jin Jingyun watched the man in black slowly climb up the jade steps step by step, the voice in his mind kept circling, was his decision really correct?Thinking of this, a stagnation surged in his chest, and he couldn't help coughing several times.

When Liu Quan coughed, his hands trembled, and the imperial decree in his hand slipped to the ground like that.

Such a rebellious thing, if it was normal, he would have been terrified. However, at this time, he didn't even bother to say a word. He had already turned into the yellow gauze. Covering his mouth and coughing, traces of blood spilled from his fingertips, and the skirt of his heart was soaked with blood.

He hurried forward, feeling at a loss for a while, with a surprised and sad expression on his face, "Your Majesty."

Jin Su exclaimed: "Father!" The man had already stood up, and the wind was blowing beside him, but Xiao Qianyou had already swept up the jade steps, passed by Jin Ye, and flashed into the yellow gauze .

Jin Ye was stunned, he looked at the imperial decree rolling down to his feet, looked up at the busy figures in the yellow gauze, he didn't know what it was?

Jin Su was also stunned, he didn't know when that man would die, and he didn't know what his fate would be next?

Jinlin also stood up, tugging on Jinsu's cuff: "What's wrong, Brother Huang?"

The worry on Xiao Qianyou's face and the anxiety on Jin Su's face were not fakes, the yellow yarn above the court, and the sudden early succession ceremony all indicated that something big had happened.

Jin Su didn't speak, but just lowered his head, thinking about it, he said to Jin Lin in a low voice: "Father was assassinated yesterday, he was seriously injured, and he may die."

Jin Lin almost exclaimed, so that's the case, how could it be like this, it was fine when we parted, how could he be assassinated, he lowered his voice, and asked him in a low voice: "Have you found out who the assassin is?"

Jinsu shook his head.

Jinlin also fell silent.

Xiao Qianyou touched several big acupuncture points of Jin Jingyun, and seeing that his face was still pale, she quickly asked Liu Quan to bring him a hemostatic pill.

Jin Jingyun waved his hand, indicating that he was fine: "There is no need to make a fuss."

Liu Quan's eyes brightened, and he handed the hemostatic pill in his hand to Jin Jingyun, and smiled: "Your majesty, long live you."

Although he was laughing, his voice was choked with sobs, and the smile on his face was so bitter, "This old servant will serve you until long live."

Jin Jingyun sneered, and coughed again, a lot of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and flowed all the way to the skirt of his clothes, he stopped Xiao Qianyou who was about to step forward. "It's rare for a human to live to seventy years old. If I live forever, wouldn't I become a genius?"

Xiao Qianyou turned his face away, he used to face life and death indifferently, only the old man who taught him for ten years died under his sword was a little moved, now facing Jin Jingyun who is about to die, there is something in his heart called Sad stuff?

He thought he could be ruthless and righteous, but he didn't know that the reason why people are different from grass, trees, beasts is that the word "love" comes first, so how can you say "abandon it as soon as you throw it away?"

For Jin Jingyun, he should have hated him. He ruined his home and everything about him.