Reincarnation of the powerful minister

"Altan's [-] cavalry arrayed outside the Hetao; the Wang's rebellious army rebelled and forced the capital; Entering the capital in the name of 'the emperor's side' to force the palace...the country is at stake! Your lord, the situation is urgent, and it's time to act!" Inside the phoenix tree pavilion, Chu Yuan bowed and clasped his fists, begging anxiously.

Emperor Jinglong leaned over the table and painted, which is a picture of "Sunshine Rivers and Mountains". On the paper, the mountains, rivers and cities are magnificent, and a red sun rises from the mountains, shining on the land of Kyushu.He was using cinnabar to paint the blush of the morning sun. After the smudged glow was finished, he put down the vermilion brush and replaced it with a purple brush dipped in ink. He wrote on the plain paper cut into a small size next to it:

"Who is the player?"

Chu Yuan was startled: "This...I don't know."

Emperor Jinglong wrote again: "Then let the fire continue to burn."

Chu Yuan took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm down his doubts: "Isn't the emperor worried that the fires on all sides will burn too fiercely, endangering the great Ming Dynasty, and also endangering the young master?"

Emperor Jinglong wrote: "Extinguishing fire is the temporary solution, and arresting the arsonist is the root cause. As for the emperor, if he does not have the ability to calm the storm, how can he control the world?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the emperor only had the young master as his legitimate son, Chu Yuan would almost have thought that this was throwing the young master out to become a target to attract firepower... Wait, maybe this little bit of shock in him has seen some kind of truth— ——When the new monarch is in power, how can the first emperor return to court?

Chu Yuan secretly scolded himself for being ridiculous. The emperor and the young master have a deep father-son relationship, which is definitely not the case... However, Li Yuan and Li Shimin, Li Longji and Li Heng, which pair is not the same as the father-son relationship?As a result, when it was time to seize the throne, and when it was time to be placed under house arrest, no one was relentless.

The emperor once performed a craniotomy operation when he was terminally ill, so he passed on the crown prince as a last resort. Didn't he consider the issue of the ownership of the throne after the dragon's body recovered?

How can the affairs of the heavenly family be handled with the usual affection between father and son!I have repeatedly persuaded the emperor to pay attention to the safety of the young master, in case it is taken as a second-guessing... Chu Yuan sweated coldly on his back, bowed his head and said: "The emperor is right, the matter has come to an end, if we don't continue to catch the mastermind All previous efforts have been for naught. I believe that with the great blessing of my young master, I will be able to turn danger into good fortune."

The last sentence is purely a cliché. If you can save yourself from danger by relying on luck alone, how can there be disasters in the world?However, Chu Yuan still chose to be loyal to his only king after a brief period of confusion, so no matter how vague the phrase is, it is also firm.

Emperor Jing Long raised his head and glanced at Chu Yuan, the deep meaning in his eyes was incomprehensible to anyone.He turned over a new page and slowly wrote: "Do you think it's time to leave here?"

Chu Yuan knew that Emperor Jing Long's intention to move was because the light pole was accidentally broken on the night of the Lantern Festival, exposing the figure that was originally hidden in the dark to Su Yan's eyes.Even though Mr. Su was taking medicine for a brain injury at that time, his mind may not be very clear, but after that, there were plainclothes spies haunting the vicinity of Dongshi. Although they could not find out the whereabouts of the emperor and the water pavilion here, it was a hidden danger after all.

After thinking for a while, he replied cautiously: "This place is hidden in the wild mountains and dense forests. It is remote and secret, but it is hard to guarantee that it will not be discovered after a long time. If the emperor has this intention, I will go to find a more secret place. But I’m afraid it has to be some distance away from the capital.”

Emperor Jinglong pondered for a moment, and wrote: "Go to the east of the city to inquire again. If you find that those plainclothes spies have withdrawn, you will stay there temporarily. Otherwise, transfer immediately."

Chu Yuan took the order to leave, and came back within a few hours to report, saying that the spies he had discovered had been completely removed, as if the reunion on the night of the Lantern Festival had never happened.

Qinghe knew that there must be something hidden in my reluctance to show up, he chose to obey my wishes, that's why he stopped He Lin from sending people to investigate secretly... Emperor Jing Long was both relieved and a little sad.He threw the few plain notes he had written before into the charcoal basin, changed another piece of silk, and wrote two words sharply:

——Awakening of Insects.

Chu Yuan took the silk note, not curious about the meaning behind the secret words, and knew where to send it very familiarly, so he left without hesitation.

Emperor Jing Long returned to the high cold alone again, looked out the window at the cloudless sky, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.But between opening and closing his lips, he tried his best to use his mouthpiece, but still could not make any sound. Finally, he sighed helplessly, and picked up the pen on the heavy building of "Sunshine Rivers and Mountains Picture", on the side of the high platform facing the rising sun, and used the tip of the pen to point out There are two backs.

The back is like two small and light ink dots, but it can be vaguely seen that they are sitting side by side.

Except for the original owner of the back, no one will ever know who they are, and why there are only these two figures standing side by side on the huge country.Until 500 years after this imperial treasure was handed down, many historians and archaeologists are still arguing endlessly about the identity of these two figures and the meaning of the painting's author, Emperor Shengzong.

Some people say that he is in memory of his dead wife, some people say that it is a counter-commentary to the loneliness of the lonely family, and there are still a few people who firmly believe that this is another ironclad proof of the ambiguous relationship between the famous monarch and his ministers.Immediately, another group of angry people jumped out and retorted-don't make a fool of yourself!The "jun" in the pair of famous monarchs and ministers is obviously Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, how could he be his father who died in the middle way?Then a third party was brought out who scolded the war, and scolded the previous two groups of people for knocking CP until they were blinded, and ignored the well-documented confidants of civil servants and military generals... When the quarrel was so intense, zero appeared. A few scattered unofficial historical research parties have no confidence to say: the collapse of the middle way is actually a fake, and there are traces of the second opening of the emperor's mausoleum entrance, and decades have passed since the burial and sealing of the mausoleum.During this period, Shengzong also went to Wutai Mountain to become a monk... Then all the above-mentioned staff turned their guns and scolded him bloody on the charge of spreading rumors.

Of course, this is far, far away.Right now, the ink on this masterpiece is still wet, and the painter has the ambition of the emperor and the impeded city, but also has a feeling that is hard to let go.

"Hu Guyan led his troops to defect and went south to invade Shanxi. It is said that they were stopped by the Ming army. The outcome is unknown. Altan then led more than [-] troops and stationed in Pingchuan, Yunnei. reports.

"Where is King Yu?" Mr. He asked.

The spies said not very confidently: "The Jingbei army has haunted Piantouguan, but I don't know if it is the whole army. King Yu didn't send troops to attack Altan, maybe because he was afraid of the opponent's strength, maybe because Altan has not set foot across the border."

"Where is King Yu?" Mr. He asked again, with subtle displeasure in his elegant tone.

The spy immediately bowed his head and confessed: "I don't know the exact whereabouts. The subordinates will continue to do their best to investigate."

Mr. He waved him away, turned around and said to Shen Qi: "Don't you think it's strange that a militant like King Yu didn't counterattack when the enemy chieftains were overwhelming the border?"

Shen Qi was wearing the blood robe of the leader of the Seven Killing Battalion, even if there were no outsiders in the room, the mask would never leave her body, and a dull voice came out from behind the mask: "Are you suspecting that there is another conspiracy behind Altan's soldiers pressing down on the border? Do you suspect that the King of Yu raised the bandits for self-respect and used them to blackmail the court?"

Mr. He smiled slightly: "Not at all. I suspect Altan is having an affair with King Yu."

Although he was wearing a bronze mask, he seemed to be able to feel the face behind the mask startled for a moment, revealing an unbelievable expression for a moment.

Mr. He seemed to have succeeded in a prank, and he deepened his smile reservedly: "I feel honored to be able to change the color of the camp owner, who is always calm."

Shen Qi felt more and more that Mr. He was sick. In the past, he was hypocritical, but recently he was still very fake, and he added a new hobby of intentionally hardening him. It seemed that he had finally found the right way to retaliate against his sarcastic remarks.

"Then you just report to the player." Shen Qi turned around and left after saying that.

Mr. Crane raised his voice behind him: "Seriously, do you think Altan will abide by the covenant with us?"

Shen Qi coldly said: "Whoever has an affair with him, you can ask who."

Mr. He said: "He is really an unpleasant person. How did this kind of temperament become a kind of love?" He stopped talking to Shen Qi, wearing a pair of ancient wooden clogs, and fluttering his sleeves. Go to the player's residence.

The place where Yi Zhe stays is erratic, Mr. He may be the only one in the world who can find him in the dormitory.

The player who was about to go to bed did not wear a veil. Mr. He passed through the checkpoints and knocked on the door. The candles on the bronze lamp stands on both sides flickered in the night wind blowing from his sleeves.

Yi Zhe was not surprised by Mr. He's sudden visit. He got up and slowly rolled up his long hair, casually tied a Taoist bun, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mr. He stood with his arms folded in front of the players, and said, "Zhu Xu will be a big trouble."

The chess player knew what he was referring to, and nodded slightly: "Indeed, this person is stationed in the fortress, watching. Even if Altan keeps his promise and cooperates with our actions, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be disturbed by him."

Mr. He said: "Someone must hold him back, or save him, in case he rushes to help the capital."

The player said: "Zhu Jincheng holds heavy soldiers and uses them like a god. It is not easy to take his life."

"Everyone in the world has weaknesses and plans, and the so-called 'God of War' is the same, they will never be invulnerable."

"What do you think his weakness is?"

Mr. He thought for a while and said, "He has an only son who is raised in the palace of the fief Huairen."

Yi Zhe laughed slowly: "The disaster doesn't hurt the family. Zhu Jincheng's son is only five or six years old, you are really vicious."

Mr. Crane also smiled, with an elegant and clean smile: "When I was five or six years old, no one taught me what is meant by 'misfortune does not harm the family'. Also, you always call him 'Hibiscus City' instead of What is the meaning of 'Zhu Xujing'?"

The chess player restrained his expression, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes: "Zhu Jinkui, Zhu Jincheng, a pair of good brothers who have broken bones and connected tendons. Now that the elder brother is dead, as a younger brother, how can we not sacrifice him. "

Mr. He said: "It seems that you are more vicious than me. The grievances and grievances between the Vacuum Sect and the Emperor Taizu may have faded away with a hundred years. Now I only have ambitions in my heart, but no selfish hatred. But you are different, you 30 years from now, my obsession will not fade away."

The chess player stretched out his hands, made a gesture of accepting something, and said calmly: "Less talk. Even if the body turns into a bone, this obsession will also become a lingering ghost, and it will remain unwavering for a hundred years or a thousand years."

Mr. He sighed slightly, raised his hands and placed them on his palms: "You and I both have plans, since we have the same goal, and regardless of whether it will last for a long time in the future, we might as well say one more thing now—happy cooperation."

The player grabbed Mr. He's hand bones with such force that he wanted to crush the bones, and the bitter hatred finally broke out from the calm: "Happy cooperation."