Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"You're distracted."

Jing Hongzhui hid in the shadow of Dougong, waited for a few breaths, but still did not see King Yu's follow-up action, she glanced sideways at him, and reminded him coldly.

King Yu came back to his senses, and pointed in the direction: "In that palace, the highest main hall is the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Jing Hong chased away like blue eyes, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

King Yu performed lightness kung fu at the same time, his stature was not as good as the opponent's negligence, but he managed to keep up.

He thought of the conversation he had with the prince just now in the palace——

In order to remove the three small notes pasted on his forehead, the prince had no choice but to thank him. Although he was reluctant and twitchy, he still had a sense of gratitude: "Well, Uncle Fourth... Thanks to your help, otherwise things would not have gone so smoothly..."

King Yu's teeth were sore when he heard this, and he raised his hand to stop him: "Don't talk about such nonsense, I can't help you for nothing, there is one condition, it's up to you whether you agree or not."

The prince suddenly became vigilant, and glanced at Su Yan from the corner of his eye: "What conditions? The ugly words are up front. If you dare to trade Qinghe, don't blame the young master for turning his face. At that time, it will be considered as a thousand layers of the young master." Cakes are useless."

King Yu sneered: "You're thinking about it now, this king wants to use himself to make a deal."

The prince was shocked and turned angry: "Bullshit! Who wants you!"

In the Yu Dynasty, he gave a look of "a child is a child after all", and said unhurriedly: "The deal is my future freedom. If you are in power, let me go out of Beijing and return to the fief, and I will serve as the northern guard against the barbarians. For the border of the country."

The prince was stunned, thought for a long time, and frowned: "Actually, I also know that if Uncle Si Wang really has any ideas, now is the best time, but you still chose to help me... However, the key is not what I think, but what I think. Father, I cannot overturn Father's decision, not now, nor in the future, otherwise it would be against filial piety."

King Yu's face darkened, and he had a faint look of soldiers and soldiers, and said unceremoniously: "If you are still imprisoned in the capital for the rest of your life, what difference does it make to me whether you or the second prince will be in charge? The second prince will be in charge." , the queen mother must be regent, maybe she still loves me and agrees to let me go back to my fief."

The prince also knew that it was best to agree at this time, try his best to win the powerful help of King Yu, and wait for the situation to stabilize before trying to deny it.

But after all, he is a sincere person in his bones, and he has the righteousness unique to young people, which has not been tempered by life's hardships. He wants to return to this kind of thing of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, but he doesn't have enough cheek to do it, so he has to frown even more. tight.

Looking at the faces of the two, Su Yan knew that King Yu was serious about it—freedom was his bottom line, the emperor stepped on the line, but he could hold it back, he had no choice but to endure it due to various considerations.If the prince stepped on it again, he might not be able to hold it down, and the old grudges would explode sooner or later.

But the prince's consideration is correct, as the son of man and the heir, how can he easily change his father's decision, not to mention that this decision is indeed to eliminate hidden dangers for the stability of the country. Freedom and ambition.

From their standpoints, neither of them did anything wrong.

The world is actually like this, and many things are not black and white.

Su Yan sighed in embarrassment, feeling that at this point, even if he felt sorry for the emperor, he had to say something.

He coughed dryly, and after attracting the attention of the four present, he said after deliberation: "Actually... it's not all the emperor's decision. There are some things, although they are thoughtful and premeditated, like a gunpowder box, but if there is no lead With an open flame, it may never be blown up."

King Yu asked keenly: "What does Qinghe mean by this? It means that the person behind this decision is not my brother?"

Su Yanqi and Ai Ai told the story of the conversation between the Empress Dowager and the Emperor that she had heard while hiding under the curtain of the royal case:

"—You took the blame for me, the queen mother knows it well."

"Back then Datong was about to rebel. I was afraid that Cheng'er would be hijacked by the army and do something stupid. I was also worried that you would suspect him, guard against him, or even punish him. That's why I pretended to be sick and asked you to call him back to serve the sick."

"I still remember what my mother said at that time. I have remembered it for more than ten years."

"Yes, I said - I don't want a dead prince and general who will go down in history, but only a living son.

There was silence in the study, King Yu's face was ashen, a little unbelievable: "Really... what does my mother mean? She wants to leave me to be a filial piety at her knees, but she puts all the responsibility on the emperor's head!

"I have asked my mother several times to plead with the emperor's brother, but the mother said, 'Ki'er is my son, but he is also the monarch of everyone. If you say it in the big world, the king's fate is hard to break. If you say it in the small house, the husband dies and obeys the son. Mother loves you, But there's nothing you can do about it.'

"She... how could she treat her own son like this!"

King Yu's clenched fist trembled slightly.

Su Yan knew that he was very uncomfortable at the moment, and also knew that part of the reason for this matter was that the emperor was worried about the military power in his hands, but if it weren't for the empress dowager's strong attitude, no one knew what the emperor would make in the end.

The prince was also hit a bit, not because of the tricks played by the queen mother, but because she was able to use maternal love as a shackle to firmly bind her two sons for decades.In the eyes of the prince who lost his mother's love early and longed for it, this kind of method is extremely selfish and can be called dirty.

A wave of righteous indignation rushed straight to Tianling Gai, the prince gritted his teeth and said, "I'll let Uncle Fourth Wang go!"

Su Yan's heart skipped a beat, feeling that Xiao Zhu was still too young and too easily influenced by momentary emotions.There are some things you can try to do, but you can't say it so directly.

To make up for it, he had no choice but to continue what the prince said: "But the premise is that the prince can no longer call the former [-] Jingbei army."

King Yu suddenly looked at Su Yan, with grief and injury in his eyes.

Su Yan lowered his hands and said calmly: "The Jingbei Army has been dismantled and integrated into other teams for 13 years. For example, it's like a second-married woman who is pregnant with her second husband's baby. If the ex-husband at this time Asking her to come back, she is in a dilemma, how should she deal with it? How can her husband who treats her wholeheartedly be convinced? When the generals of the army break out, the prince will become the target of public criticism, and other princes who have been deprived of military power will also take the opportunity Followed by booing. The one who was unable to get off the tiger became the young master and the prince."

The prince listened and nodded silently.The grief, indignation, disappointment and unacceptability in King Yu's eyes also faded a lot.

Su Yan continued: "If the prince has a chance to return to the fief in the future, I suggest that you train the five hundred guards of the palace first, step by step, and don't rush to the battlefield immediately. People who have just recovered from a long illness need to be recuperated slowly." Stomach, if you stop taking the medicine, you will be nourished with ferocious delicacies from mountains and seas, no matter how strong your body is, it will not be able to bear it. Think about it, my lord, is this the truth?"

The two metaphors are well-founded, and they are all considered from the standpoint of the other party. No matter how tough King Yu is now, he will inevitably listen to them and weigh them in his heart.

The prince thought: Qinghe's words are so reasonable, why is he so good at talking... No way!The young master is the Mingjun in the future, I can't always be led by his nose with a few words, it seems that I have no majesty and courage!I have to find a way to break his rhetoric... But, well, forget it this time, let's talk about it next time.

King Yu thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Just follow what you said, step by step."

The prince had no objection either.Even if this deal is initially reached.

But the bad thing is that Su Yan seemed unwilling, and Kaka added the last few words: "As long as the emperor is still in power, it is not up to the prince to decide on this matter. Anyway, the emperor will live a long life." If the crown prince is not in charge, the prince is too old to lift a horse, so what's the use of talking about it now? It's better to save some energy and sleep with a few young and beautiful little scholars."

King Yu was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood, he didn't know whether to defend first, "No matter how old I am, I will never be able to lift a horse", or "No matter how greedy I am, I will never sleep with a little scholar again".

But then he changed his mind - Su Yan had never interfered with his private life before, but now he was talking about his old affairs, could it be a kind of jealousy that he didn't know?

Thinking about it this way, I felt a little better in my heart, and I couldn't help stretching out my reverie, and as a result, I lost my mind for a while when I sneaked into the palace.

After being chased by Jing Hong, King Yu quickly calmed down, temporarily put aside his personal affair, and followed him into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the candles were only half lit, and the light was a bit dim.

Perhaps it was because the emperor was asleep most of the day, didn't need bright light, and didn't often order the palace people around. The palace people on night watch couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.

The two of them sneaked all the way, and when they encountered the guards of the forbidden army who couldn't avoid it, they clicked the dark cave and dragged them to a hidden place to hide.When he got close to the dragon bed, he opened the bed curtain and saw Emperor Jing Long lying on it quietly, as if he was asleep.

But King Yu could tell at a glance that Brother Huang's figure had lost a lot of weight, his complexion became paler and bloodless, and his eye sockets seemed to be sunken.There were many small vertical lines between his brows, as if he was suffering from pain every moment even in a coma.

But he is still calm and dignified, and he can even be called meticulous. Even his hair has been combed well, as if he can wear a crown and go to court at any time after he wakes up.

King Yu leaned over and watched for a moment, then sighed softly: "I can't wake him up."

Jing Hong thought about it for a while, and asked, "Have you tried to input with true energy?"

King Yu said: "I tried it a few times. But the emperor has been ill for a long time, and the meridians in his body are severely blocked. He wanted to open it by force, but he was worried that he would hurt the sick body."

Jing Hong pursued: "Your qi is for killing the enemy, not for saving lives. I have learned kung fu for healing internal injuries, let's try it."

Without waiting for King Yu to nod in agreement, he put his fingers on the emperor's pulse gate, and injected a thin trace of true energy.

King Yu subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he hesitated for a moment and held back——Jing Hongzhui's martial arts are indeed unfathomable now, and the realm of martial arts is faintly above him, and Su Yan trusts him so much, let him try it Try it, maybe there will be unexpected surprises?

On the other side, Jing Hongzhui quickly withdrew her zhenqi, and said in a cold tone, "It's really blocked. When the zhenqi reaches the Tanzhong acupoint on the chest, it will be difficult to go up. You can force it, but it may hurt the meridians."

"You can't either?" King Yu snorted lightly.

Jing Hong chased him squintingly: "Whether I can do it or not, Mr. Su knows better than you, after all, it takes a long time to see people's hearts."

The king of Yu chuckled: "The 'small' skill of the carpenter's insect, the axe of the class!"

The two glared at each other hostilely, resisting the urge to fight before the sick bed, and focused on the sleeping emperor again.

Jing Hong pursued: "I plan to divide the true energy into countless filaments, and slowly push it along all the meridians in his body, to open up stasis and activate the blood energy along the way, and if there is no nodule in the end, that may be the focus of the disease."

King Yu knew that it was easy to say, but extremely difficult to operate.

True Qi is the vitality of a martial artist, it is already difficult to leave one's own body and enter another's body.After being separated from the body, it needs to be divided into nets again, and all lines are pushed forward at the same time. This requires a strong and deep reserve of true energy, a steady stream of regeneration speed and superb fine control. Is there really anyone in the world who can do this?

Unless it is a great master who has returned to the basics and entered the Tao with martial arts.

Jing Hongzhui calmly answered King Yu's doubts: "I did it for the first time. I don't know if it will succeed. I can only say that I will do my best. Anyway, it is a dead horse as a living horse doctor. During the period of luck, you can't be disturbed. I also hope that you will protect me."

Except for Su Yan, he would "you" and "you" to everyone, but fortunately, King Yu was unruly by nature, and he was not a person who paid attention to etiquette and fame, so he didn't blame him for being rude, and nodded in agreement.

So Jing Hong chased and lifted the quilt off the emperor, and asked Yu Wang to put him in a posture of five hearts, while she disrespectfully kicked off her boots, sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, and put her palms on the emperor's vest.

King Yu stood by the bed, guarding the Dharma all the way without a moment's notice, so that if Jing Hong loses her true energy or goes astray, she can help in time.

Jing Hongzui closed her eyes and focused her attention, carefully manipulating the thin lines of zhenqi. Every time a meridian was opened up, the adjacent lines were connected, so that they were slowly connected into a net.

He almost missed a few times, almost blowing up the emperor's body into a quagmire. In the end, because of his subtle control, he saved the day and scared King Yu into a cold sweat.

And Jing Hongzhui was also under a great load, and gradually sweated through the heavy clothes, turning the gray robe into a deep blue.

After more than half an hour, he withdrew his palm, let out a long breath, and got off the dragon bed.Although there was no fatigue on his face, a sense of overdraft leaked out from the poorly functioning breath.

After all, the human body is as precise as a god's creation, so it took a lot of energy for him to explore the meridians and collaterals, and he needed a little time to recuperate. Only when the true qi in Zifu's dantian was revived can he fully recover.

King Yu supported the emperor to lie down again, seeing that he was still asleep, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Why is my brother still awake?"

"I have tried my best. His lesion is in the brain, and there is a lump in it, about the size of a chicken egg. It seems that even the shape and texture have changed. The blood vessels in it are twisted and curled up, and the true energy cannot be penetrated many times. I'm afraid If you try again, you will damage other normal veins in your brain, so you have to quit."

"Then how to deal with that lesion?"

"I only have a superficial knowledge of internal medicine and surgery, and I was forced to learn it in order to kill better when I was a killer. According to my understanding, the symptoms can be cured, and the evil thing can be directly dug out."

King Yu was surprised: "Brain digging? Can people still live?"

Jing Hong chased with a look of indifference that had nothing to do with her: "Yes, it is very likely that you will die after digging. Moreover, Zhenqi can't do this, you have to use a sharp weapon. Oh, you have to open the ladle first."

King Yu wished he could just open the mouth of this cold-faced crow.

Righteousness and evil started in his heart, and he suddenly felt a slight change in the breath of the people on the dragon bed.King Yu hurriedly shifted his gaze and stared at the emperor carefully.

The emperor's fingertips moved, and after a short pause, they moved more obviously several times.King Yu lightly held his hand in pleasant surprise, and called out in a low voice: "Brother Huang...Brother Huang?"

Jing Hongzhui stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, and nodded slightly: "He's about to wake up."

As soon as the words fell, the emperor slowly opened his eyes.

After waking up from a long slumber, his vision gradually became clear from blur, and so did King Yu's face.The emperor looked at him intently, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Sneaked into my bedroom without authorization, fourth brother, is he going to 'Qingjun's side', or forcing the palace?"

King Yu evoked a nasty smile: "Is there a real difference between the two? I just intend to report to the emperor. If you don't wake up, I will let the queen mother carry the three-year-old baby to the dragon chair, and then talk to her." Fight for the regency. As for your foolish eldest son—anyway, he has his father's old lover in his thatched hut in Nanjing, and it's not bad for him."

The emperor closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them immediately, with the same unmoving expression: "So He Lin is back."

King Yu was a little annoyed: "What's 'so'! Who told you 'so'! Even if that foolish boy wanted to come back, he was hunted down all the way. How did he succeed? By his background? By luck?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth: "Because he is my son. And - because Qinghe has tried his best to protect him, and will spare no effort to assist him in the future."

King Yu froze for a moment, as if completely vented, and lazily replied: "Forget it, anyway, I made a decision a long time ago, and it's meaningless to win a verbal battle in the end. I've never been able to win against you when I leave the battlefield. "

The emperor said: "You are wrong. Between you and me, there has never been a win or loss, only reason and trade-offs. No matter which side is involved, there is no real winner."

King Yu was silent for a moment, then turned his head and asked Jing Hongzhui: "Can you make him unconscious again? I really don't want to hear that he is acting good when he gets cheap."

Jing Hong replied: "The adults must agree first."

King Yu muttered bitterly: "Dog!"

The emperor looked at the window and suddenly asked, "What watch is it?"

At four o'clock, the ministers who had just received the decree hurriedly packed their court clothes, and some of them hurried to gather in front of the Meridian Gate without even bothering to eat breakfast.

——The Empress Dowager suddenly announced to the officials of the fourth grade or above that the court today will not be held in Fengtianmen Square, but in Fengtian Palace, and there are important matters to be announced to the courtiers.

something important?Is there anything more important than the safety of the holy dragon?All the officials faintly felt that after they had spent two months of anxiety, the secret that had been hidden in the palace was about to be revealed by the Queen Mother herself. Everyone had mixed feelings, and everyone was worried about being implicated , Even the whispering during concentration is less.

The bell rang, and the left tuck door slowly opened, and the courtiers lined up to enter, walked through the long-lost Fengtianmen Square, and entered Fengtian Hall.

The strange thing is that neither Yan Xing, the Minister of Rites who has always been diligent, nor Yang Ting, the chief assistant of the cabinet, are in the queue.

It wasn't until the upper court team had all left that the two arrived in a hurry, got out of the sedan chair, and walked quickly into the left door.

The two stood at their respective positions, one with a serious expression, and the other with a sad but determined face.

The whip sounded, and the queen mother's phoenix chariot arrived surrounded by palace people and guards, bringing the sleepy second prince Zhu Hezhao with her.

Lan Xi, the eunuch in charge of the chief inspector of ceremonies, was absent, and another eunuch holding a pen was in charge of conveying the message.Ascension to the imperial seat, the Empress Dowager sat on the phoenix chair next to the empty dragon chair, hugging Zhu Hezhao beside her in an intimate and caring posture.

After the courtiers performed the routine ceremony, the Empress Dowager said: "The emperor became sick from overwork, and his minor ailments gradually turned into serious illnesses. The imperial physicians in the palace and the folk sages did their best, but they were helpless. My heart aches deeply, and I cannot live through the day in mourning. I am afraid that the world will collapse, and my Great Ming Kingdom will not be able to continue. Fortunately, the emperor woke up briefly in a coma last night, and left a will, asking me to read it in front of all the court officials. The family listens to the saint’s will—”

The courtiers were frightened and mournful, and they had no time to express their great panic. When they heard the eunuch screaming, "All ministers kneel to listen to the imperial edict", they had to kneel down one after another, put their foreheads on their hands, and waited for the reading.

The queen mother handed over the edict in her hand to the eunuch Bingbi.

The eunuch read word by word flatly and clearly. He read, "The eldest son, Zhu Helin, is tyrannical and immoral. He cannot be enshrined in the ancestral temple and be the lord of the world. Therefore, he was deposed as a commoner and Zhu Hezhao was changed to be the prince. If there is no danger to me, the prince Zhao will succeed to the throne." At that time, there was an uproar!

The second prince only felt that he was hugged tightly by his grandmother, the strength was so great that it hurt him a little.But he was a little apprehensive in the face of this scene he had never seen before, as if the only safe place was in the arms of his grandmother, so he refrained from struggling.

The Empress Dowager looked down at the boiling officials and said in a deep voice: "Why are you in an uproar? Could it be that you have doubts about the emperor's edict? I wonder if you intend to be loyal to the emperor and obey the edict, or to rebel against the edict?"

A civil official came out and clasped his hands and said: "The empress dowager, it is not the ministers who have the heart to resist the edict, but this edict is beyond everyone's expectations. A few months ago, nearly a hundred officials went to the eunuch to ask for easy storage, but they were finally ordered by the emperor." Once dealt with, those who are sentenced to punishment and dismissed from office can see the holy will. Why do you suddenly want to abolish the crown prince?"

The Empress Dowager stared at him coldly, and a servant next to him immediately recorded the person's official position and name in the register.The Empress Dowager said: "The emperor exiled the eldest prince to Nanjing, and further demoted him to the mausoleum to guard the mausoleum to make atonement. After many years, he hated seeing him. Isn't it the holy intention? Do you think this edict is sudden? I think it is very natural.

"The emperor was seriously ill, and he still didn't want to call the eldest prince back to Beijing to serve him. He was only moved by the filial piety of the second prince, Zhao, and thought that he was talented, benevolent and filial. If he was appointed as the prince, how could he not conform to the destiny? You reacted so strongly?"

There were still ministers who felt that something was wrong, and they came out to remonstrate one by one, and the Queen Mother refuted them one by one, with a stern voice and overwhelming power.

So many courtiers turned their attention to Yang Ting, the chief assistant of the cabinet. They didn't expect him to be as imposing as the former chief assistant Li Chengfeng. The mud pavilion is old.

Seeing that Yang Ting is completely different from Daily, eyes slightly closed, chin raised slightly, as if I am standing still, as if I am standing for the Empress Dowager, I can't help but feel disappointed.

Looking at the six books again, the most noble Ministry of Rites did not make a sound.After Li Chengfeng reported his illness and returned home, there was still a vacancy for the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment was admonishing the Queen Mother bitterly.

In the face of this chaos, the cabinet is so calm. Could it be that even the cabinet thinks that this edict conforms to the ritual system and is a true holy will?

All the ministers were a little confused, and suddenly they heard the Empress Dowager sternly shouted: "Don't you have to force me to carry the emperor's sick bed to this Fengtian Hall, so that you can hear the oracle with your own ears?"

"—You don't need to disturb the emperor, just let the ministers enter the Hall of Mental Cultivation to serve the sick!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, the tone was between teenagers and young people, clearer and brighter.

After being startled, all the ministers turned to look at the palace gate.

The crown prince Zhu Helin was dressed in court attire, holding a roll of yellow silk and entering the hall, and raised his voice as he walked: "My son is ordered by the imperial father to return to the court, please kowtow to the saint!"

"My son returns to the court under the imperial father's order, and I invite you to face the saint!"

"My son returns to the court under the imperial father's order, and I invite you to face the saint!"

After saying it three times, the man also walked to the center of the hall, unfolded the imperial edict, and showed the words and seals on it to the ministers.

The Empress Dowager's complexion was ugly, she managed to hold back her anger, and said coldly: "Since you have been called back, then stand in the queue of the prince and don't interfere with the court meeting."

Zhu Helin looked at her without hesitation, and asked loudly: "Can the edict in the Empress Dowager's hand be passed on to all the ministers? If all the ministers can accept it, I have nothing to say. I would like to abolish the edict and become a commoner!"