Seventy-seven meeting GL

That night, Lang Kangzhe headed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation where Lang Muwei lived without stopping. Such an urgent notification broke the silence in the palace.The palace ladies trotted down the palace path, lighting rows of lanterns.

The resplendent palace looks even more desolate and empty at night.

Qian Shu, the chief eunuch, reported the news to Lang Muwei.

"What is the important matter that made you come into the palace in the middle of the night to report?"

Lang Muwei was wearing a nightgown, sitting tiredly in the Shang study, yawning and taking the documents on the tray.

He took the paperwork and read it carefully by the light.I read it once, but I didn't believe it, so I rubbed my eyes again, and read it again and again.This time he was so shocked that he lost all sleepiness, his face turned blue and pale at times, and he sent someone to the Imperial Academy to call someone to identify the authenticity.In the blink of an eye, it was already the third watch.

"Return to the emperor," Li Zhi, a bachelor who was also awakened at night, raised his head after studying carefully, "this document is indeed a product of Dongcheng Kingdom, whether it is parchment or letter paper The materials, as well as the standard of writing, are all based on the standard of the Dongcheng court, and there is no error. Moreover, the Dongcheng country seal and chicken blood stone are rare in the world, and there is absolutely no possibility of forgery."

Lang Muwei's face was pale when he heard the words, and his swollen face showed a look of grief. He still had a chance, hoping that the prince would still be the humble and obedient child he was familiar with, but now, after the facts were revealed, he A part of my heart seemed to collapse like a high platform in an instant.

It's not that I didn't doubt it, but I just didn't want to believe it.

As a father, he has done everything he can, but in the end he still doesn't understand them enough. He gave birth to these children, but he doesn't understand their thoughts at all. No matter how tolerant he is, those battles will always come, except for rewards and severe punishments , he can't come up with any other way!He can kill civil and military officials, but does he still want to kill his own children? !

"I, remind him in every possible way! Remind him in every possible way! He is obsessed with obsession! He is obsessed with obsession...cough cough..." Lang Muwei coughed violently excitedly, his face flushed, as if he could barely breathe.

"Father, calm down, your dragon body is critical." Lang Kangzhe stood on one side and said with concern.

Lang Muwei had no time to take care of it at all, he got up and waved his hand to inform, "Go, send someone to summon both the prince and the left minister, and I want to ask them face to face, the right minister is an old fool, the prince is dizzy and made such an act of forgetting his ancestors." matter! I will never forgive him!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's bad—"

The little eunuch hurried in from outside the main hall, "When night fell today, the crown prince had already left the capital overnight, heading all the way to the same city, and now I'm afraid he has traveled hundreds of miles!"

"What?" Lang Muwei sat down on the dragon chair, a breath of cold air rose from his heart, and he couldn't stand the coldness all over his body.

Lang Heming was cultivated by him alone. Lang Muwei put the most thought into this eldest son, so he never thought of changing the position of the crown prince.

Even though the evidence was solid, he still couldn't bear the hope that he could hear Lang Heming's confession and difficulties when confronted, but defected, the prince actually chose to defect!

"He actually defected and fled Beijing?!"

The escape of the prince undoubtedly confirmed his treasonous behavior. In the morning of tomorrow, the whole Tianlang will know how cowardly and despicable the prince is.

"Bastard, I have raised him for so many years, he is not as loyal as a dog! How could he be so stupid! Ruin this good hand!"

Lang Muwei's grief and indignation were beyond words. He became dizzy for a while, and shouted angrily, "Send the order, let the Eagle Armor Army of the National Guard stationed outside Beijing set off immediately, and chase the prince back! You want to die To see the corpse, I want to see how this rebellious son is worthy of Tianlang's country and the teachings of his ancestors! Ahem..."

Five days later, Shuiyuguan on the border between Dongcheng and Tianlang

The desert grassland spread out like a carpet, and the wind and sand were getting bigger and bigger. Several cities along the way were poor and desolate. There was a long queue outside the city gates, farmers carrying earthen pots to fetch water.Along the way, if you can see a dead forest, you will feel lucky.

Here, there is a world of difference from the capital city. For the prince, the days of fleeing away from people's eyes and ears are like years.

Outside a small inn propped up by a tattered tarpaulin, Lang Heming got off his horse. His crotch had been blistered by running for days, and the pain was unbearable. He was unwilling to move on. "Stop, go fetch some water."

Hearing the sound, the guard stepped forward and took the clay pot to collect water from the well outside the post station.

"Brother, let's go, if you don't go, the emperor's pursuers will catch up, and we will definitely die!" The sixth prince hastily reminded.

"A dead end? Hahaha..." Lang Heming laughed and wiped his dusty face.

"When I promised you five years ago and decided to associate with Dong Cheng, which day did I feel at peace? I knew a long time ago that this day would come sooner or later."

"When the Ninth Brother's notice came, I actually felt relieved...Father finally wants to know the truth, and I don't have to worry anymore, and I won't have nightmares anymore...I am useless, I have failed my father's trust for 30 years , everything today is self-inflicted, hahaha..."

Lang Heming's eyes were dull, and he said in a trance, as if thinking of the brilliance and glory when he was young, when he was just established as the crown prince. At that time, how much he was valued, how excited his heart was, and in the blink of an eye, he never returned. not going.

"What are you talking about, big brother?" The sixth prince Lang Zihui couldn't help but wake him up, "Lang Kangzhe is ambitious and has a relationship with Xiling. If we don't form an alliance with Dongcheng, where will we get a stable position? Seeing Lang Kangzhe climbing up to your head step by step?" Lang Zihui spat, even at this moment, he was unwilling to admit defeat.

"At the beginning, the generals in your hand were stationed at the frontier, and they couldn't beat Dong Cheng at all. After repeated battles and defeats, the emperor always blamed you. It would be better to trade directly with Dong Cheng and buy land with money! We are on the line with Dong Cheng, Which step is not forced to help?!"

"After all, when Lang Kangzhe was in charge of leading the army, we let him lose his land, exchanged him for silver, and also returned his father's praise! This is a double win. If Lang Yinshi didn't appear suddenly, the war would be impossible." I can't win, Lang Kangzhe can't get where he is today! He got lucky, but now we are like bereaved dogs, homeless! All this is thanks to Lang Kangzhe!" Lang Zihui gritted his teeth with hatred , wishing to eat Lang Kangzhe's flesh and blood.

"Sixth Brother," Lang Heming's eyes suddenly became clear, showing hatred, and he grabbed Lang Zihui, "You are right!"

"Gu could have owned Tianlang's country, be a wise king, and be loved by others! Gu could have lived up to my father's expectations! Gu didn't want to collude with Dong Cheng, I'm sorry for my ancestors! But Gu had no choice, Lang Kangzhe forced me There is no way out!"

"But now, he is sitting in the capital, supported by all the officials, and the throne is at his fingertips, brother!" Lang Zihui was so angry that tears filled his eyes, filled with grief and indignation. When he chose to join the prince's camp, he never thought that there would be a day when he would have nowhere to go.

"Ahh...!" Lang Heming clenched the water bowl in his hand, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were cracked, "I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled to leaving Tianlang's throne, let Lang Kangzhe pick it! I'm not willing to die alone!" Rest in peace!" He smashed the bowl under his feet with a "bang".

Lang Zihui thought for a while, and came to his mind, "Brother, since this is the case, we might as well die. Your father has always loved you, so you should write a blood letter to show your loyalty to your father, and pretend that it was Lang Kangzhe who framed and persecuted you." , you did not flee to Dongcheng voluntarily, so, regardless of whether it is true or not, the emperor will definitely consider it according to his discretion! What we can't get, Lang Kangzhe, don't even think about it!"

"Come here, bring a pen and paper!" Lang Heming said loudly, his eyes were bloodshot and red after days of fleeing, "As long as Lang Kangzhe can die, I'm willing to do anything!"

The blood book was finished with extremely enthusiastic emotions. When he expressed his old love to Lang Muwei, Lang Heming even shed tears on the letter paper, "...my son, Heming, is ashamed of being raised and cultivated by his father for decades, and cannot be filial to the bedside , facing the wind at the mouth of Shuiyuguan, weeping, kissing the loess, I only wish the father and emperor happiness and well-being!!"

After the blood writing was finished, Lang Heming choked up and pretended it. In fact, he has always been Lang Muwei's good son. Over the years, he has abided by his identity and never violated the rules. The only heart disease is Dong Cheng. It fell on top.

Handing the letter to Lang Zihui, Lang Heming said: "Sixth brother, keep it. We should set off. When we arrive in Dongcheng, you and I should recharge our batteries. With the ninth brother as our internal support, one day we will make a comeback!" "

Lang Zihui put away the envelope without raising his head. After a long while, he replied faintly. "Okay, brother."

Lang Zihui's voice seemed to have changed, it sounded gloomy.

He raised his head slowly, there were no tears of sympathy in his eyes, only coldness and numbness remained, and he said with a strange smile, "Unfortunately, we can't go to Dongcheng." He said, I don't know when He had already pulled out a sharp knife from his sleeve, stepped forward and wiped Lang Heming's neck.

Blood spurted out, and the cold feeling of death gradually surged up. Lang Heming's eyes widened, his lips were purple and trembling, and he fell backwards to the ground.

"Sixth brother, you...why...we..."

"I'm sorry, brother." Lang Zihui wiped the blood on his hands, his dark face was full of calm, "You have lost the throne, we can't accompany you to die." He showed a strange smile, " I also have to thank you for supporting Tianlang's overall situation for so long. Didn't you say that as long as Lang Kangzhe dies, you are willing to do anything? As long as you die, Lang Kangzhe will be finished. I am helping you realize your wish ah."

"Don't blame us, brother, if you want to blame, blame you for not being an emperor."

Never expecting to be murdered by himself, Lang Heming struggled twice with a look of shock, his blood dripped down on the loess, and he didn't move again.

The wind and sand continued to blow across this grassy area, silently taking away all traces.

Tianlang Palace Mental Cultivation Hall

This is already the tenth day since the prince left Beijing.Messages kept coming in, but nothing confirmed.

Lang Muwei didn't sleep for several days and nights, wandering around the empty hall, fidgeting.

The past few days passed very slowly. Sometimes he sat alone on the dragon chair, and often had the illusion that the dragon chair was rotten. The longer the emperor sat on the throne, the faster the court would rot. Sometimes, He raised his head to look at the huge palace buildings, the decorations of gold and silver reliefs were inlaid in all corners, he suddenly seemed to lose his memory, he no longer recognized them, he only felt that they were weird and ugly.

"Your Majesty, go and rest."

Concubine Xia walked in gracefully, her delicate makeup set off her charming appearance, her tight dress outlined her plump figure, she stepped forward, trying to support Lang Muwei.

Lang Muwei was already irritable, but when he saw this woman, he suddenly felt extremely disgusted.Normally, she just thought she was charming, but now, she looks like a coquettish fox.

"Go away!" Lang Muwei shouted.

"What's wrong with the emperor, didn't you like concubines the most before?"

Concubine Xia has been favored for a long time, and she didn't know that Lang Muwei's attitude had changed, so she stuck to her front as always, showing Lang Muwei's favorite alluring color, leaning towards her in a charming and pretentious manner.

"Could it be that the emperor doesn't love his concubines anymore, does he feel that his concubines are not beautiful enough today?"

Lang Muwei was so annoyed that he couldn't help being angry, so he raised his hand vigorously and pushed her out, "Ahhh", Concubine Xia accidentally fell to the ground, her face turned pale, she was so painful that she couldn't get up, so she shouted exaggeratedly Then, the calf as smooth and delicate as fat juice was exposed and exposed from the dress, which was quite obscene and sensual.

"That's enough! Stupid woman," Lang Muwei couldn't bear it anymore, his face turned from red to white with anger, "You don't look at the occasion, if you lie here and don't leave, I will reward you to the grooms who raise horses, I'll let you have a good time!"

"Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"

Concubine Xia was so frightened that she got up and looked at Qian Shu who was standing beside her. Eunuch Qian said politely, "Ms. Concubine Xia, the emperor is having trouble sleeping and eating. It's already enough to worry you. You...you should go back first."

Concubine Xia's face turned pale when she heard the words, she glanced at Lang Muwei who was full of anger, said no more, straightened her dress and saluted, and left with small steps.

As soon as Concubine Xia left over there, Lang Muwei breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could calm down, he heard a voice from a distance: "Report!!"

I saw the eunuch who delivered the order hurriedly ran up outside the hall with the corners of his robes lifted, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!! Terrible, Your Majesty!!"

"What are you in such a hurry?" Lang Muwei scolded, but an ominous feeling faintly floated in his heart.

"Your majesty..." the little eunuch was out of breath, and his shrill voice was filled with tears, and he began to cry as soon as he opened his mouth, "There is news from outside, the prince, the prince is gone..."

The news was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and it fell in court.Even though Lang Muwei thought about thousands of situations, there was nothing as hard and violent as this blow to the chest.

"You, what did you say?!" Hearing these unbelievable words, Lang Muwei suddenly felt breathless, and his chest was hit by waves of heat. Mouth and nose, "poof—"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Lang Muwei's lungs, accompanied by tinnitus, his eyes were black and red, and he couldn't see anything.

When the bright yellow burly figure fell straight on the hall, the eunuchs and maids screamed in panic.

Lang Muwei's last impression was the chaotic footsteps and panicked shouts of the crowd.

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