The King of Liang, the feudal lords outside the town, and the generals inside

Yuchi Yuanhe didn't speak for a long time, the tea in his hand gradually cooled from boiling hot, finally he got up and poured the cold tea into the potted plant, took the teapot from the stove, and poured another cup.

In the hot air, he smiled and said, "His Highness really wants to rebel? This is not a joke."

"I have no choice." Bai Yu said, "I was the last one to know that I was going to rebel."

Yuchi Yuanhe also changed Baiyu's tea, sat opposite him, and shook his head meaningfully, "It's not just for this reason. Your Highness, the general was framed as your accomplice, and now he is playing his life on the battlefield again. You I am afraid that he will be harmed. But your explanation is useless, no one will believe it, you can only show the facts to everyone. This fact is that you really rebelled, but the general did not help you."

Bai Yu didn't say a word, it was a silent admission.

After Yuchi Yuanhe finished speaking, he frowned and asked in confusion, "But Your Highness, how are you sure that if you really rebel, the general will not help you?"

Bai Yu froze for a moment, speechless.

Yuchi Yuanhe let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "I don't think it's considered rebellion. The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty is all surnamed Mu, and you, Your Highness, are also the blood of the late emperor—what's more, the late emperor originally wanted to give you the throne. Yes. Isn’t it natural to take back your own things? Helping you doesn’t seem like treason.”

"Are you willing to help me?" Bai Yu asked.

Yuchi Yuanhe looked at Bai Yu and said, "Didn't your Highness tell me about this because you thought I would help you?"

"If you are willing to help me, we will have [-] to [-] soldiers and horses. The most important thing in Sichuan and Shu is food. In addition, the terrain is dangerous and easy to defend and difficult to attack. Yan Xun's army is far away in the northwest and cannot escape for a while. , we have a good chance of winning."

"Then, what can I get?" Yuchi Yuanhe asked, "Your Highness knows, it's fine if this matter is done, if it doesn't work out, I won't be able to live."

Bai Yu was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I, I can give you an official position, money, or title..."

"Official position, I'm quite satisfied with my current position. Money is just something outside of me. Title...is just a name, what do you want it for?" Yuchi Yuanhe paused, then smiled, "Actually, Your Highness knows what I want, Isn't it?"

Bai Yu trembled all over, subconsciously shrank back.

Yuchi Yuanhe stopped urging, and quietly waited for Baiyu's final decision while drinking tea.

When Bai Yu came back, Mu Fengyi finally let go of his hanging heart, and said, "I have searched all over the palace, but I can't find His Highness, I am so anxious..."

Bai Yu said: "I'm fine, I just went to find Yuchi Yuanhe. Have you found out about your affairs?"

Mu Fengyi followed Bai Yu into the room, closed the door and said in a low voice: "Yes, my cronies who stayed in the capital have delivered the news. It was indeed Yan Zun who testified in the court hall that the general and Duke Yong Ming had colluded with His Royal Highness internally and externally, and Chang Zhaoning The testimony of the princess’s maid is that His Highness accepted Ye Luo’s help and intended to rebel against him. But the maid didn’t seem to have any conclusive evidence, she just said that Princess Zhaoning had investigated the matter carefully.”

Bai Yu was silent for a moment, and said: "Even though Princess Zhaoning is Empress Ye Luo, she is in the harem, and her actions will be greatly restricted. I'm sorry that she can't get any conclusive evidence. But she can know the relationship between Ye Luo and me." What happened, did you really discover something, or did you intend to frame it, but you hit it wrong?"

Mu Fengyi said: "In my opinion, if Princess Zhaoning really found something and wanted to send a maid to report back to the country, how could she find Cen An? Cen An is the queen mother's nephew, and Princess Zhaoning and The empress dowager has already torn her face, doesn't her maid know? So I think all of this has something to do with Cen An, and even the entire Cen family. Then, it should be that they intended to frame the crime but hit it right."

Bai Yu nodded and said, "That's right. I think they must have brought Qin Ran out to talk about it, and connected me with Ye Luo, me and Yan Xun through Qin Ran. But now I am still safe and sound, but Yong Minggong was killed. If I go to prison, then their real target is not me, but the Yan family. If they want me to be the puppet emperor, they will definitely not kill me."

"After Lord Shen passed away, only Duke Yong Ming dared to stand up against the Cen family. If Duke Yong Ming became a traitor, wouldn't the court be dominated by the Cen family? Then it would be easy for them to do anything. That being said, it must be so.”

Bai Yu gave a low "hmm" and said, "It is true that Ye Luo and I colluded, but Yan Xun and Yong Minggong did not. This matter is half true and half false, and it is very easy to confuse the public and make people believe that the Yan family is wrong. Loyalty. But I don’t understand, no matter the others, the emperor’s brother has always trusted Yan Xun the most. Why did he put Duke Yongming in prison? Without Duke Yongming, the Cen family will be even more unscrupulous. We all know this truth, the emperor’s brother will Do not you know?"

Mu Fengyi thought for a while, then hesitated and said: "I heard that since Lord Shen passed away, the emperor's temperament has changed a lot, and he is moody. He has offended many people these days."

"Brother Huang has no father since he was a child, and he relies on Mr. Shen for many things. Mr. Shen is an important minister, and he is like a teacher like a father to him. It is inevitable that he will feel sad."

Mu Fengyi remained silent, and said for a moment: "If Your Highness has made up his mind, don't be soft-hearted."

Bai Yu turned to look at him, smiled wryly, without explaining, and continued, "Do you know what evidence Yan Zun had in hand when he accused Yan Xun?"

Mu Fengyi pondered and said: "Well... It seems that there are a few letters between His Highness and Yong Minggong, which are said to be His Highness's own handwriting, and the handwriting was correct on the spot."

"Okay." Bai Yu said wearily, "I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while. Please tell Qiu Ye for me. If I don't call, no one should come in."

After Mu Fengyi went out, Bai Yu stood in front of the desk for a while, spread out the paper, rubbed the ink, and wrote with his left hand, "There are no ministers in the court, traitors are difficult to control, and they must be punished by soldiers. I swear to die on the side of the Qing Dynasty..."

It was late at night, and Ye Zhiyan saw Qiu Ye backing out with a dish full of helplessness, and asked, "Why, Your Highness still refuses to eat?"

Qiu Ye said anxiously: "Yeah, it's been a whole day, Your Highness has been writing all the time, I don't know what's the matter. The young master will help persuade him, no matter how important things are, you have to eat before writing!"

"Writing?" Ye Zhiyan looked at the lights in the white jade room, and said with a faint smile, "Just send some ginseng soup later, Your Highness can't take care of dinner."

Qiu Ye had no choice but to nod, and went down to order the kitchen to prepare ginseng soup.

Just after midnight, Qiu Ye took the candle he had just lit and went to replace Bai Yu lightly, only then did he see thick stacks of paper piled up everywhere on the table, floor, and chairs.He was not very literate, and he didn't dare to read it carefully, so he put down the ginseng soup and quietly retreated.

When Qiu Ye came in to deliver ginseng soup for the third time, Bai Yu just took a break and told him not to touch those papers, and woke herself up in an hour.

Qiu Ye responded, "Your Highness hasn't slept all night, so let's get some more sleep."

"One hour is enough." Bai Yu drank the ginseng soup he brought, "Go and get me some paper, one thousand sheets."

"A thousand sheets?!" Qiu Ye exclaimed in surprise, "What the hell is your Highness writing? Why don't you find someone to help you write it together, Your Highness be careful not to be tired."

Bai Yu lay down, shook her head and said, "I must write this thing myself, and no one else can interfere with it."

An hour later, Qiu Ye called Bai Yu up, and there was already breakfast on the table, "Your Highness, the boss said, no matter what Your Highness wants to write, if you don't eat your breakfast, your subordinates are not allowed to bring paper."

They were all light and appetizing meals, so Bai Yu was naturally hungry, so she sat down and ate, turned her wrists and lay down in front of the desk, continuing to write one by one.

For the next three days, Baiyu was like this, only sleeping for an hour or two every day, taking a short rest, and writing the rest of the time, sending in piles of blank paper, but Baiyu didn't see one out.

"Your Highness, this is... practicing calligraphy?" Mu Fengyi asked puzzled.

Qiu Ye was full of doubts, so he just shook his head and sent the ginseng soup in as usual.

In the afternoon of that day, Bai Yu finally stopped, put the last piece of written paper into the big box, heaved a sigh of relief, opened the door, and Qiu Ye was guarding outside.

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Bai Yu rubbed his sore left hand and asked him, "How many sheets of paper have I written these days?"

Qiu Ye frowned and said, "Your Highness is still asking, it must be no less than four or five thousand."

Bai Yu nodded, "Go and call Mu Fengyi."

Mu Fengyi came quickly, Bai Yu pointed to the two big boxes on the ground, and said, "Open it and have a look."

Mu Fengyi took out one and read it carefully, exclaimed: "This is..."

Bai Yu said: "In the past few days, I wrote these proclamations with my own hands. When we raise troops, you help me disperse. Especially in Beijing, no matter whether it is high-ranking officials or ordinary people, many people must have seen it with their own eyes. And , it must be emphasized that I wrote it all by myself.”

Mu Fengyi was puzzled and said: "This proclamation from the Qing emperor's side is an excuse for His Highness to become a teacher. It is correct to announce to the world, but you don't have to write it all by yourself. There are so many, how tired is Your Highness?"

Bai Yu looked at him, took the pen and paper with a smile, wrote "Qing Jun's side" with his right hand, and handed it to Mu Fengyi, "Did you find anything?"

Mu Fengyi immediately understood after comparing the two essays, "Your Highness can write with both hands, and the handwriting is completely different!"

Bai Yu said: "I used to write with my right hand in Beijing. No one knew that I could write with my left hand. They imitated my handwriting and forged the letters between me and Duke Yongming. They must have imitated my right hand."

Mu Fengyi was stunned for a while, the two thin sheets of paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties in his hand.

"His Highness wrote so many proclamations with his left hand to announce to the world, in order to provide evidence for the general to wash away his grievances?"

"These two different handwritings, no one should think that I wrote them all. They will only find out which one is really from me. In fact, it doesn't matter whether they can find out the truth, as long as the courtiers have such doubts in their hearts. , the evidence is less reliable."

Mu Fengyi looked at Bai Yu, feeling sour, "Your Highness still cares about the general. I am in such a difficult situation, and I am still thinking of him."

Bai Yu was sad for a moment when he heard the words, and said: "He is sincere to me, I know. There must be some misunderstanding in the middle."

"I used to follow the general, and I deeply felt that he is also a person who values ​​love and righteousness. Otherwise, he would not have protected Qin Ran several times, and he would not care about being implicated by him. If he has feelings for His Highness, it must be very sincere."

Bai Yu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "I only do what I should do, how the ending will depend on God's will."

Mu Fengyi's expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, Bai Yu noticed it and said, "Speak."

Mu Fengyi said: "Yuchi Yuanhe came here in the morning, His Highness was asleep, so he said a few words to me and left. From the tone of his words, it seemed that he also knew what was about to happen. His Highness told him? Is he trustworthy?"

Bai Yu trembled, breathed evenly, and said softly, "I told him. We need his help."

Mu Fengyi vaguely understood something, and lowered his eyes in surprise, "It's good to have his soldiers and horses to help."

Sandalwood was burning in the room, and it was faint and graceful. Bai Yu smelled the incense and stared at the lingering smoke in a daze.