Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

Yijing City has been taken over by the Nanfu Army, Qiao Zihan is not popular with the people, and he can't trust the Forbidden Army, even the Nanfu Army is patrolling the palace.

In front of the key under the palace gate, the little eunuch who was in charge of the cashier's access to the palace gate returned to the palace, so he rushed to see Bai Tan.

"Eunuch, there is news from outside the city." The little eunuch approached and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty will be back soon."

Bai Tan was looking at the accounts, his expression froze suddenly, and then he gave a calm "hmm" and asked again: "Is there any movement at Taixue?"

"Since the two lords, Shen and Su, left the imperial prison, nothing happened." The little eunuch saw that he looked anxious, and hurriedly said: "The Nanfu army invited all the family members of the lords in the court to leave during the daytime."

"He is ruthless enough." Bai Tan raised his eyebrows slightly, closed the ledger, and thought about it carefully.

Most of the courtiers were controlled by Qiao Zihan, but Bai Tan never put his hopes on this group of people from the beginning. With the presence of the Nanfu army, those who are on the bright side can't do much, but the city of Yijing is not completely without backup .

Jinghongfang is still open.

Bai Tan took the account book and tapped it in his hand, suddenly raised his hand to beckon the little eunuch to come over, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The little eunuch nodded quickly, and retreated obediently.

After he left, Bai Tan got up and opened the door, the cold wind paved the surface, the palace was brightly lit at night, quiet and quiet, but Bai Tan clearly smelled a breath of wind and rain.

In Shen Lin's mansion, Xing Ye, Song Zhou and other old officials gathered together. Today is the seventh day of Su Jinhuai's death, so they should come to offer incense sticks.Su Jingci and Shen Lin also suffered in prison, but after all, they only went in for a few hours, and they are all fine now.

The mourning hall has not been picked, and Su Jingci is still a little haggard, his warm eyebrows and eyes are filled with tiredness that cannot be erased. He thanked everyone for the ceremony, Xing Ye helped him, and sighed: "There is no need for these vain gifts, today we are here , I think you also know why, His Majesty's royal driver is coming to Yijing soon."

Su Jingci took advantage of the situation and stood up, saying: "Your Majesty wants to return to the capital, and the Nanfu Army can't stop him."

"Hey, Mr. Su doesn't know something!" Song Zhou complained bitterly, his face full of sorrow, "Today, before dawn, the Nanfu army went door to door and brought me and other courtiers and family members into the palace!"

Su Jingci was startled, "What?"

Xu Zhiwei explained with a pale face: "As Song Shangshu said, this is not the Nanfu army, acting like this... This is clearly a bandit...!"

After cursing, he sighed sadly again, "But Qiao Zihan has already mastered the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty. Wouldn't it be more difficult for His Majesty to enter the city?"

Su Jingci was a little skinny, standing in the center of the group of officials, lowered his eyes and said: "Let him go, the more so, the stronger the backlash. How can a mere city gate stop us? Can you stop His Majesty?"

Everyone looked at each other for a while.

He, Su Jingci, dared to do this because he was the only one left in the Su Mansion, but no one else could do it!Song Zhou's mother, eldest daughter, and wife who was pregnant for five months all asked Nanfu Jun to go to Souluo Palace for tea!

Song Zhou grimaced, "Master Su, that's not what you said..."

"Song Shangshu don't worry." Su Jingci's brows and eyes are gentle, he can't see anything, but he speaks firmly, "The Nanfu army can restrain your lords, but they can't tie the hands and feet of Daliang people. My lords, Yijing is stable these days. If you listen to the wind more."

This remark did not match the preface, but in the moment when the mind was clear, some other flavors came out, and they immediately understood, and they all saluted and said goodbye.

Only Xu Zhiwei didn't know why, when he was dragged out by Xing Ye, he was still at a loss, and asked in a low voice: "Master Xing, why did you leave here?"

Xing Ye glanced at the mascot of the imperial court, and reluctantly said, "Didn't Yunyu tell you to listen to the wind and do things, what to do, let's go, go back to the Yamen."

"Listen to the wind..." Xu Zhiwei was puzzled, "No, why are you listening to the wind?"

Xing Ye: "...the wind from southeast to northwest is up to you."

Xu Zhiwei: "..."

This year, the winter jasmine flowers on the official road outside the city of Yijing bloomed early, clusters of light golden, facing the scorching sun, the flowers are full of brocade, but the teahouses on the side of the road are empty, there is no tea and no tourists, only A man in a long gown with the appearance of a literati sits quietly.

When Ming Wanzhao's soldiers and horses arrived outside the city, the spies noticed such a person, but they didn't expect that person to open his mouth on his own initiative, and said indifferently: "Is Lord Jianyuan's holy driver back?"

The spies became vigilant when they heard this, but the man got up by himself, straightened his sleeves, and said, "Please show me the way, the officer has something to say to him."

After Qi Yanxing died, he also took away the sword that Ming Rongzhou had left for Ming Wanzhao.

Take good care of it, and it will be in the carriage all the way. It looks simple from the outside, but the inside is bought by Lu Yunchuan himself, and there are several layers of animal skins.

If so, Ming Wanzhao's injury also left some root cause, he would cough twice from time to time, especially when the flowers bloomed along the road, he would cough even worse when he smelled some pollen. recipe.

Ming Wanzhao closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep in the carriage, when the curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, Lu Yunchuan quickly got in and put down the curtain quickly, for fear that the wind would blow in the pollen.

When he opened his eyes, he met Lu Yunchuan who was full of worry and concern, and he asked, "Is it better?"

"It's okay." Ming Wanzhao's voice was hoarse, "What's the matter?"

Lu Yunchuan was silent for a moment.

In the past, Ming Wanzhao was also weak, but his voice was like jade, but God seemed to not want to make this ill-fated emperor feel better. Jinshachi and Wuguye were not enough, so he insisted on leaving more for this golden and jade-like person A few scratches.

The pity in his eyes was so obvious.

Ming Wanzhao's phoenix eyes fainted and he smiled lightly, "What does this expression do? It's not an incurable disease, so tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Don't talk nonsense. " Lu Yunchuan couldn't hear his indifferent tone, and after reprimanding him, he said seriously: "The spy brought someone back, it's Qi Lingyun. "

The smile on Ming Wanzhao's face faded a bit, and then revealed a bit of sharp coldness, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said: "I think he's here to pass on a message, tell him to come over."

Come. ”

Lu Yunchuan caught a glimpse of the awe-inspiring look that flashed between his brows and eyes, which was cold and intimidating, but it made his heart itch.

Ming Wanzhao summoned Qi Lingyun in the carriage, he was inside and Qi Lingyun was outside.

"I came here on behalf of His Royal Highness in Beijing." Qi Lingyun didn't pay attention to the ceremony and didn't pay homage. He said outside: "Your Highness is the son of Emperor Yongde. During the reign of Yongde, the crown prince passed away. Since Emperor Yongde's parents and sons have returned to Beijing, I hope that His Majesty will express his gratitude to Lord Yongde for his kindness, and return the throne to the throne."

The surroundings seemed to freeze suddenly, the soldiers drew out their swords one after another, and there was a clanking sound when they were unsheathed, and Wen Bojing, who was sitting high on horseback, pressed the sword against Qi Lingyun's neck, pressing out a line of blood oozing.

"The two countries are at war, if you don't cut the envoy, I heard that the general has put away the blade." Qi Lingyun remained motionless, raised his head and said: "My lord has specially sent ministers here, please Your Majesty retreat to the left and right, and follow the ministers into the city."

After a while, a short chuckle came from inside the carriage, which made Qi Lingyun a little uneasy.

"It's so courageous." Ming Wanzhao said quietly, "I have someone to escort me to Beijing, not to mention that this is not a war between the two countries, but a traitor blocking the way, why not kill him?"

Qi Lingyun's face suddenly turned pale.

"Although my father was ordered in danger, he is also the orthodox emperor of Liang. It is reasonable to pass it on to me." Ming Wanzhao wrote lightly, "This throne was not obtained by stealing. How can I return it? As the emperor, I have made merits during my reign. No fault, why abdicate?"

Qi Lingyun knew that coming here alone put his life on the point of a knife, he was terrified, his palms were sweating, but he didn't dare to back down.

"The courtiers in Yijing have already recognized the new master." Qi Lingyun bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty is not willing to abdicate for the sake of them and the people in the city?"

In the past, people from northern Xinjiang threatened to massacre the city, but it was the first time Ming Wanzhao met Liang people threatening him with this. The emperor sitting in the carriage did not change his expression, but his fingertips turned white.

is angry.

Lu Yunchuan gently pushed his clenched fingers away one by one, put them on his knees and rubbed them, then lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the outside: "Go forward, camp outside the city."

As soon as the curtain of the car was lowered, Qi Lingyun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold to the bone.

Wen Bojing's saber did not leave his neck, but Ming Wanzhao's chariot and horse team continued to move forward. Qi Lingyun's face was pale, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty! You are the emperor, and you don't even care about the people and courtiers in Beijing. Are you done?! When you go outside the city, the family members of the courtiers will also be brought to the city gate!"

"If the civil and military family members of the Manchu Dynasty die because of your greed for the throne, will you still be able to sit firmly on this dragon chair in the future!? Ming Wanzhao!"

Wen Bojing's face remained unchanged, and with a twist of his wrist, the back of the knife slammed heavily on Qi Lingyun's shoulder.

"ah--!,'

Qi Lingyun screamed, his knees fell to the ground, and he was knocked down by the knife. The panic finally reached its peak, and the clothes on his back were about to be soaked with sweat.

Wen Bojing didn't even dismount from his horse, he just said indifferently: "Your Majesty's road is not your concern, you might as well think about it__"

Qi Lingyun's pupils dilated suddenly, reflecting the cold light of the knife, and what he saw immediately turned around, and the last thing he saw was his headless body that fell to the ground.

"How can I apologize to Duke Su on Huangquan Road?"

"It's just a sleepy beast, why should you be angry?" Lu Yunchuan's eyes were full of contemptuous sneering, he rubbed the thin and cool fingertips of the emperor, and said: "None of the three counties in the west of Lingxi, Yubei, Jiangdong, and Jiangdong will recognize you." The thief is the main one, and Qiao Zihan made such a bad plan, which shows that he was forced to retreat, I am afraid that no one in Beijing except Feng Bailu's grandson will look down on this royal orphan."

Just because he forced Su Jinhuai to death is enough to poke the spine of scholars all over the world.

What's more, the things Feng Bailu did are not unknown. He deliberately let the people from northern Xinjiang pass through the border, and even cleared the way for them. It can be seen from bad chess that he is not a wise king.

"Let's take a look first, then decide...cough!" Ming Wanzhao coughed a few more times covering his lips, his phoenix eyes were calm and deep, "Qiao Zihan thought that if he stayed in Yijing, I would have nothing to do with him."

Yijing City is not solid like an iron barrel, but Qiao Zihan made it into a sieve that leaks air from all sides. If people lose their hearts, the walls of a city will become as thin as cicada's wings, vulnerable to a single blow.

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