Lang Jun is coming

The emperors of the Heng Dynasty either died early or lived too long.For example, Emperor Taizong died after 40 years in power.However, when Ruzong was only 38 years old, he drove west of Hexi, and the successor Emperor Zhenzong reigned even shorter, as short as four years.In the past four years, I planned to reform the system, but it didn't take long before I was stillborn, and before I made a comeback, I was gone.

In addition to the general short life, the offspring are also not abundant.Ruzong himself had no sons, and the first emperor Zhenzong who took over the Heng Dynasty for him was his own brother, and four years later passed the throne to this weak official.

At the age of 16, the official family sat on a wooden chair in the Chongzheng Hall to listen to politics. With the help of Mei Yanyu, who was already the prime minister at the time, he became more and more attentive to political affairs.

Now he is also seriously ill like Zhenzong, and the first thing he thinks about is to find a courtier to assist the crown prince.

Life in the world seems to be a reincarnation, and the succession scene seems like yesterday. For 20 years, he has worked hard to be a benevolent king, but Yuguan has been lost in his hands, and the border is in danger.

Almost everyone is afraid of death, even the officials above the people.In addition to the fear of losing his life, there is also the feeling that he has no face to see the ancestors of the Yan family, and he is even more afraid that after his death, the new party or the old party will control the government, and the crown prince will become a puppet.The experience of bereavement in his early years made him dote on and place high hopes on his only son.

Not long after the New Year's Eve, Pei Lian and others listened to Dao's decree in the Chongzheng Hall.Some are unexpected.But he was unusually calm.

The official issued an edict, and the crown prince's current teacher was replaced by Mei Yanyu.

Surprised mostly by the old party.Because after Zheng Chuiying's incident, although Liu Hanqiu, the chief executive, did not really resign, he often took leave of absence and basically did not care about political affairs.Right now, it seems that the new party is going smoothly, and most of the people who want to assist the crown prince are Pei Lian, Chen Juncong and so on.

But the officials chose to avoid the New Party and chose Mei Yanyu.

Everyone didn't show it on their faces, but they already speculated in their hearts.The conclusion that can be drawn is that officials have begun to fear the new party.

Mei Yanyu had experience as an assistant, and the officials were the closest to him. With the title and prestige of a bachelor but no real power, he couldn't have been a better candidate.

"Daheng is about to change again."

Pei Yanfu lay on the bamboo chair in the courtyard and looked up at the sky.

The last time the Heng Dynasty changed was the restructuring in the eighth year of Jianyuan, but this time the change was due to various signs that the government was not good.

A weak body is a drag, and the grief of the fall of Yuguan last time, together with years of fatigue, finally flared up together.

One emperor and one courtier.The crown prince was young, at an age where he could be easily bewitched, and before his childish heart faded away, he had to face the gang of old foxes in the court.Not to mention how the crown prince insisted on benevolence and clarity after he took office, who can guarantee that he can continue to support the reform?

This is the biggest unknown at present, and Pei Lian doesn't know it either.It is rare for him to abandon the brightly colored red crew neck and the like. He is wearing a dark gray gown and he wears heels on both sides. He looks more relaxed and calm.

The willow branches in the yard have sprouted again, and I can just see the small building in the garden while lying on the bamboo chair.

After throwing out one sentence, Pei Yanfu called the names and said, "Pei Lian, it's too late to stop now."

The crown prince doesn't understand now, won't he understand in the future?The more power you hold in your hand, the more you stand on the cusp of the storm.The power minister did not end well, at least in the history books, he would be drowned in saliva.

Pei Lian watched the large clouds slowly move forward to cover the glaring sun, and the sky also darkened.

"I don't want to stop, and I can't," he said.

Pei Yanfu sat up firmly on the armrest, turned his head and warned solemnly, "You are loyal to the people of Heng Dynasty." Not to the king.

In his philosophy, if the emperor has no morals, he is not loyal, and he only wants to be worthy of the people.Foolish loyalty is a no-brainer.

She didn't know if what she said was useful, but Pei Lian jumped up without saying a word, turned around and left the door.

The official's face was getting thinner and thinner, and his already pale face was sunken, looking like a dead branch, as if he was dying of illness.

He read papers desperately, completely doing more things with the little time left.Until I can no longer hold a pen to describe my twilight.

"Xiao Liuer, go to the Chui Gong Hall."

The official moved his eyes and said with difficulty.

It was raining heavily outside, and the thunder and lightning were frightening.Even though he knew that the official's time was running out, Xiao Liu'er still choked up and persuaded: "The official's house is in the bedroom..."

The vertical arch hall can only be used on grand occasions such as the succession or the great court meeting.I can't go twice a year.

But the person on the bed shook his head and repeated it again.

"Go, go to the Chuigong Palace."

After a pause, he said again: "Call Pei Lian... Song Yiqing..."

Pei Lian and Song Yiqing rushed into the palace after receiving the order.Xiao Liu'er rode the horse to clear the way, holding the Panlong imperial tablet, and the whip made a "cracking" sound.

His lips trembled, his face was pale, and his voice was harsher than ever before. "The imperial edict of the official family specially allowed Pei Sansi, and Song Yushi rode his horse into the palace to listen to the edict!"

The torrential rain could not muffle his voice at all, and the rainwater splashed across the bluestone on which the horse's hooves stepped.When the guards in the palace saw the royal card in Xiao Liu'er's hand, they retreated one after another.

Song Yiqing's whole body was drenched by the rain, and the hair on her temples was wet and stuck to the scarlet official uniform.He pursed his lips, his face livid.

Under the heavy rain, everything in sight became blurred.The animal spines of the vertical arch hall are surrounded by water vapor.

Song Yiqing is not good at riding horses, so she came here from the mansion with all her might.At this time, he couldn't tell whether it was because of the nervousness of riding the horse or what happened next. When he got off the horse, his legs felt weak and he almost fell down.Fortunately, Pei Lian quickly helped him up.

He looked up, and saw the other party's expression was never before solemn, his face tense.When being lifted up by him, Song Yiqing noticed that his hands were shaking slightly.

Entering the Chuigong Hall, the inside is very hot by the stove.The official family is dressed in the emperor's mianfu, and sits on a wooden chair.His cheeks were flushed, I don't know if it was the reflection of the charcoal fire or the reflection of the light.On the left is the paperwork presented by officials, and on the right are two scrolled imperial edicts.

Song Yiqing and Pei Lian, covered in rainwater, raised their clothes and knelt down.

"The third envoy, Pei Lian, has seen the officials."

"Censor Zhongcheng Song Yiqing, I have seen the official family."

"Get up."

The official's voice was weak, and the two could barely hear it clearly, and they got up and stood respectfully.

"Little Six..."

The person sitting on the chair raised his hand with difficulty, "Where is the crown prince?"

Xiao Liu'er wrinkled his face and began to cry immediately, tears ran across his wrinkled face and dripped on his collar.He immediately supported the official's raised hand, choked with sobs and said, "It's in the Nuan Pavilion, my servant will invite you right away."

The official nodded, and seeing Xiao Liu'er turned around to go to the Nuan Pavilion, he called Pei Lian and Song Yiqing forward.

The two stepped forward slightly and stood still.

"Come closer."

He was almost dying, and every time he said a word, there was a turbid phlegm sound in his throat.

The two took a few steps this time, almost touching the official's hand.

The crown prince also arrived at this time, probably because he had cried in the Nuan Pavilion, his eyes and nose were red.The words "Father" came out, and there were already tears.

long. (Leg; old,, Ah;) Aunt's order,

"You too, come here too."

The official looked at the crown prince who had just passed the age of the weak crown in front of him, and waved slightly.

The crown prince walked to Pei Lian as he said.

The three of them stood silently, with unspeakable sorrow on their faces.

The officials' eyes fell on the edict that had been written long ago, Xiao Liu'er tacitly handed over the edict to Pei Lian and Song Yiqing.

"After I die, you, you must help the Crown Prince well."

His breath was getting weaker and weaker.The crown prince's face turned pale instantly, and he knocked his knees on the smooth black masonry, crying, "I don't want to be an emperor, I just want my father to be healthy."

"You are the crown prince, the heaven of the Heng Dynasty." The official's eyes were cloudy, and he stretched out his hand to stroke the crown prince's head.

"Don't be afraid, there are Bachelor Mei and others to assist you..."

Pei Lian saw the pouring rain outside the hall with the eyes of the officials, and the raindrops falling from the eaves turned into a curtain, blocking the mountains and rivers that he had protected for most of his life.Mumbling words that only a few of them could hear.

"I've been in office for twenty years, and I don't want to make achievements..., but, I just want peace in the world..."

Suddenly, the official held the wooden chair tightly, trying to prop himself up, but his eyes were still fixed on the outside of the hall.He wants to be closer to his country, and closer.

"Da Xing presses on every step of the way, Yuguan is lost, I am incompetent... I am incompetent..."

The veins on the withered hands burst out, and even the cloudy eyes burst out with strong unwillingness.Tears fell without warning, crying hoarsely and desperately.

"Heaven...who can bless me, the people of the Heng Dynasty..."

For the first time, the emperor who surpassed all the people showed a panicked expression.The uneasiness in his heart lies in the precarious Heng Dynasty.

Xiao Liu'er's liver and gallbladder were broken when he heard it, and his tears couldn't stop flowing. "The official family is already holy."

Suddenly, the officials grabbed the crown prince's wrist tightly, their eyes seemed to see through him.There is only air in the throat but no air out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Get rid of, get rid of the old system..."

The crown prince felt that his wrist was so painful that it was numb. Regardless of the pain, he suppressed his crying and nodded quickly.

Then, Pei Lian saw the official let go of his hand suddenly, leaning on the wooden chair, and the mountains and rivers of Heng Dynasty were still imprinted in his eyes until the last moment.

"Holy!"

Xiao Liu'er knelt on the ground with a "plop" and shouted hoarsely.

Pei Lian and Song Yiqing's minds went blank for a moment.When they came back to their senses, they also knelt down together, touching their heads to the ground and shouting.

"Sir, I respectfully send you off to the Holy Majesty!"

Song Yiqing's heart was sour and complicated.

The official family who had been in charge of the Heng Dynasty for 20 years went like this.And the precarious Hengchao is still tottering in the torrential rain, unable to find a way back.