Zhi Xuan

Shi Ziba left the big tent in a hurry, and to save time, he abandoned his car and rode his horse to the city.

News came from the Monarch's Mansion that the imprisoned Marquis of Dongliang suddenly became seriously ill, and he seemed to be poisoned.All the doctors in the mansion have examined him, and they all concluded that his life will not be long.

The poison came from Nanyou Country, and it was hidden deep in the mansion, and no one knew about it except Donglianghou.

It is very painful when the poison occurs, but it will not die immediately.Taking advantage of this time, the Marquis of Dongliang issued an order to summon a group of ministers, and all the sons except Shi Ziba were called to his side. The reason for the picture is self-evident.

Before the princes died, most of them would give the king a form and be sent to Zhongdu City by the clan.

After the form is written, it is sealed on the spot, and no one is allowed to intervene.

Marquis Xiyuan also made a statement, but the circumstances were special at that time, and even though his father was a scumbag, he would not put his selfishness above the interests of the country after all, so there was no trouble.

Dongliang Hou is not the case.

To be defeated in the national war and to be forced out of the city to surrender is a great shame and humiliation to him.After the war, he was trapped in the mansion, and he was not allowed to come and go freely. It was called protection, but it was no different from house arrest.

Let the situation develop, and the king of a country will become a prisoner sooner or later.

The Marquis of Dongliang has held power for decades and is unwilling to accept such a fate.Instead of living, I would rather put my life on the back of the enemy.

As early as at the top of the city, he intended to kill himself, but failed.When he returned to the Monarch's Mansion, he was placed under house arrest again. The person guarding him was arranged by Shi Ziba, so it was difficult to find out the flaws.

If the Marquis of Dongliang was weaker and willing to accept his fate, he would be able to live a few more years and retain his position as the monarch.

But he didn't want to.

For a majestic monarch of a country, death is not to be feared, and it is a disgrace to live on idly!

The Marquis of Dongliang knew that he was cunning and suspicious, and he was not an upright person.But he doesn't want to become a puppet, let alone give up his dignity just to save his life.

The ancestors of the Liang family could not tolerate him, and he would never let himself fall to such a point!

The poison was not prepared for himself, but by accident, it became the key to getting him out of the prisoner's fate.

The moment he took the poison, a burning pain spread through his chest, along his throat and into his stomach.Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, he couldn't stand up, staggered and fell to the ground.

The waiter heard the movement, witnessed the situation in the room, and knew that something was wrong, so he lost his mind on the spot.

The doctor was called in urgently, his face was pale after the diagnosis, and they looked at each other, knowing that Dong Lianghou was hopeless.

In order to prevent the Marquis of Dongliang from committing suicide, Shi Ziba and Xi He took all kinds of precautions. In the place where he was under house arrest, they couldn't even find a single sharp weapon, and all knives and pens were confiscated.It never occurred to Dongliang Hou to hide the poison, so he found an opportunity to avoid taking it.

Lying on the couch, Dong Lianghou's hands trembled, both pain and excitement.

In the confusion and anxiety, Dong Lianghou's eyes widened, bloodshot eyes.When the same person looked at each other, their eyes were abnormally bright, revealing endless madness, which sent chills down the spine.

When the clans got the news, they were all horrified, with only one thought in their minds: things are going to get worse!

When the news spread to the camp outside the city, Shi Ziba's face changed suddenly, he ignored the previous plan, hurriedly bid farewell to Zhi Xuan, and flew back to the city.

Fortunately he left in time, otherwise, Zhi Xuan would order someone to drag him away and throw him out of the camp.

After Shi Ziba left, Su Hu and others came to hear the news, all of them were anxious.

"Hou Xi of Dongliang, Zhongdu might intervene." Fan Xu said.

Everyone in the tent knew Zhixuan's plan. If things went well, the captured land would not have to be returned, and the population, fertile land, cattle and sheep would all be digested internally.

But there is a premise that the Eastern Capital City cannot change.

Marquis Dongliang suddenly took poison, and seeing that he could not survive, things became difficult.

When the princes were dying, they could not intercept the form, and the content of the form could not be peeked at privately, which made Zhixuan very passive.With Dong Lianghou's character and style, what will be written in the above table, you can know without thinking.

If Zhongducheng takes the opportunity to intervene, things will become difficult to handle.

"Your Majesty, do you want to send someone into the city?" Yang Hao asked.His so-called sending people into the city is by no means a greeting.If necessary, he doesn't mind sending dead soldiers, as long as it can solve the crisis in front of him.

"No need." Zhi Xuan shook his head, put one hand on the case, tapped his fingers one after another, his voice gradually became regular, just like his mood at the moment.

"This form can't be delivered, and you don't need to do it."

Su Hu and the others looked puzzled, wondering why Zhi Xuan made such an assertion.

Zhi Xuan sneered, Shi Ziba returned to the city, doomed Dong Lianghou's plan to fail.

As Yang Hao said, this person can bend and stretch, and has no bottom line in his actions.Zhi Xuan didn't intend to tell others about what happened in the big tent before, so as not to cause side effects.Through this incident, he thoroughly understood Shi Ziba's temperament.

In order to achieve the goal, this person can use any means.

On the surface, he is a handsome and handsome young master, but behind his back, he can bow his knees and don't care about any face.

Thinking of Shi Ziba's words and deeds, Zhi Xuan couldn't help but frowned, disgust and vigilance intertwined and climbed, and his expression changed accordingly.In the eyes of Su Hu and others, it was Monk Zhang Er who couldn't figure it out and was full of confusion.

It's just that I hate it. If I want to digest the land that I won completely, Zhi Xuan can't touch Shi Ziba, and I have to try to get him to the top.

Marquis of Dongliang is exhausted, like holding a candle in the wind, he will swallow his last breath at any moment.

The two countries have temporarily ceased fighting, and post-war arrangements have just begun.If the Xiyuan Kingdom wants to swallow all the spoils, it must have the cooperation of the Dongliang Kingdom, otherwise the matter will fall into disputes, which will be more troublesome than a confrontation on the battlefield.

The Marquis of Dongliang is not dead, and the Dongliang clan will inevitably make some choices to avoid retaliation, so as to facilitate the implementation of Zhixuan's plan.

I don't want the Marquis of Dongliang to take poison, and he will die soon.Successors become very important.If the new monarch is unwilling to cooperate and tries to obstruct it, the Dongliang clan will inevitably waver.

One monarch has already died, and another one will die in a short period of time. Whether it is Zhixuan who did it or not, he will bear the blame.It would be extremely detrimental to the reputation of himself and Xiyuan Country if he was blamed.

Once it is criticized by thousands of people, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

No one will remember the cause of this national war, they will only believe that Zhi Xuan was arrogant and tyrannical, trampled on the dignity of the clan wantonly, and killed the monarchs of other countries as he wanted, including blood relatives.

Xiyuan Kingdom is indeed powerful, but not so strong that it can ignore the capital city of Zhongdu and the princes of the world.Maybe someday in the future, but not now.

Zhixuan's worry is also what the Qing doctors think.

The monarch and his ministers discussed in the tent and did not forget to send people to the city.But it was not Yang Hao's dead man, but a Chinese doctor who went to visit Dong Liang Hou with Zhi Xuan's will.

"There are doctors in the army who are good at detoxification."

With such a name, Dr. Zhong traveled unimpeded all the way without encountering any obstacles.Upon arriving at the Monarch's Mansion, he was immediately welcomed into the mansion respectfully.

At that time, when the Marquis of Dongliang was on his deathbed, he forced himself to issue an oral order, ordering people to take the letter to Zhongdu City and present it to the king as soon as possible.

The official historian stayed indoors, faithfully recording every word of Marquis Dongliang.

When Shi Ziba arrived, the form hadn't been delivered yet, so he intercepted him face to face.

"Rebel!"

Seeing him walking into the room with the sealed bamboo slips in hand, Hou Dongliang's eyes were about to burst, he was panting heavily, and vomited blood on the spot.

Shi Ziba was unmoved, even if the historian was present, he did not make any cover up.

"Gentlemen, if you send this watch out, what will happen?"

While talking, Shi Ziba scratched open the wax seal on the bamboo slips, completely ignored Dong Liang Hou's scolding, read it in front of everyone, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, and ordered his servants to move it without saying anything. Brazier.

Seeing what he was going to do, Marquis Dong Liang somehow got the strength to jump off the couch.Fortunately, the attendant supported him, otherwise he would have fallen heavily to the ground.

Some clans couldn't bear it, they didn't agree with Shi Ziba's behavior, they took a step forward and wanted to speak, but they were immediately held firmly by the people around them.

"Silence!"

Shi Ziba glanced at the crowd, his gaze resting on the official historian for a moment, allowing the other party to write vigorously, without any intention of stopping him, as if he didn't care at all.

The brazier was moved, and the orange flame jumped, illuminating the hem of Shi Ziba's robe.The silver threads embroidered on the fabric glowed like water waves, clearly catching everyone's eyes.

Shi Ziba lifted the bamboo slips above the brazier, looked at Dong Lianghou, and slowly let go of his fingers.

"How dare you!" Dongliang Hou shouted angrily.

Shi Ziba didn't care, and the promises of the past were completely annihilated with the flames.The moment the bamboo slips were engulfed by flames, the pretended family affection also disappeared without a trace.

None of the clan spoke.

Seeing the Biaoshu fall into the brazier, the bamboo slips gradually turned black, and the blood-stained handwriting was licked by the tongue of fire, and the doctors and officials fell into a strange silence.No one made a sound from the beginning to the end, until only fly ash remained in the brazier.

With the flames burning out, the only remaining hope of Dongliang Hou was extinguished, and the majesty of the monarch finally became illusory, and was crushed to pieces by his son.

Stepping on the ashes that fell to the ground, Shi Ziba formed an alliance with the officials.

There is no letter of alliance, no oath, the spread of silence, intertwined with wanton and reckless behavior, jointly participating in the trampling of the dignity of the monarch, and holding each other's handles, no one can retreat unscathed.

The clans didn't see the content of the form, but saw the blood characters, and they could already see Dong Liang Hou's hatred.

As Shi Ziba said, this form must not be sent out, otherwise it will bring about the catastrophe of extermination.But they can't do it themselves, they can only send the news out of the city and bring it back to Shi Ziba.

There is no explicit statement but a tacit understanding, and they are well aware of each other's plans.

Shi Ziba intercepted the watch and burned it in front of Dong Lianghou.The clans acquiesced to his behavior, and no one stepped forward to stop him.The alliance formed in the conspiracy and calculation was unexpectedly smooth and firm.

The official historian faithfully recorded this scene, neither Shi Ziba nor the clans present were left behind.

They could have stopped it, but none of them did.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

Yan's pen is constantly broken, unless there is no one left in this family, the truth will never be covered up.

When Zhixuan's envoys arrived, Shi Ziba was ordering someone to spread out the bamboo slips, and he dictated the words and presented them on behalf of his father.

Several of his brothers were escorted aside, their mouths were gagged, their hair was in a mess, and they obviously had disputes with him.The rest all lowered their heads, or their expressions were numb, or trembling.

Looking at them, Shi Ziba suddenly thought of Gong Ziyang.

My own brother from the same mother had extraordinary talent when he was young, and he was regarded as amazingly talented among the princes of all countries.In the end, he died in a dark prison cell, because he was too outstanding, and died at the hands of his most respected biological father.

"Beware of father."

These are the last words left by Gongzi Yang.

Shi Ziba never forgot, and never dared to forget.

He knows what he looks like now, and he also knows that in the eyes of others, he is an out-and-out villain, sinister and cunning, has no bottom line in acting, and will do anything to achieve his goal.

so what?

He survived and will become the king, taking everything from his father.

After the form was written, Shi Ziba held it in his hand and walked towards Dong Liang Hou step by step.

His footsteps are very steady, and every step seems to be measured, which is rarely noticed by people, only those around him will notice.

Shi Ziba stopped in front of the couch, bent down, looked down at the angry Dong Lianghou, and said word by word: "Father, I won."

"You! Nizi, Nizi!"

Shi Ziba laughed.

"You killed the most filial son, and the only one left is the rebellious son. You deserve what you deserve."

Marquis Dongliang was furious, and there was a ho ho sound in his throat.Because he couldn't breathe, he grabbed his chest with his fingers, his eyeballs protruded, and his expression was ferocious. He stood up suddenly, fell heavily the next moment, and swallowed his last breath unwillingly.After death, you still cannot close your eyes, and it is difficult to rest in peace.

Zhi Xuan was not surprised when the death knell was heard in the city.Without stopping, he wrote the last line of writing on the silk, folded it up and put it in a wooden tube, tied it with a leather rope, and then walked out of the big tent to release the pigeons.

Watching the carrier pigeon fly away and finally disappear into the sky, Zhi Xuan turned around and returned to the tent, and ordered Su Hu and others to discuss matters in the tent.

Dongliang Kingdom will be replaced by a new owner, and the spoils that should be received should also be settled.