Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival.

As night fell, the sky in Shangjing City became even more beautiful.The scorching heat waves rolled in like volcanic lava.

This heat wave is the incense mist of the temple, the colored lanterns made of colored glaze, the beautiful dresses worn by young men and women, the dazzling fire lights and the brocade tents on the cruise ships, and even the lanterns that everyone carries in their hands. .

"Sell bead lamps! Sell bead lamps!"

"The little lady is so pretty, does this gentleman want to bring two flowers with him?"

"What flowers do you need? If you don't go to the gate of Chaoyangfang City Tower sooner, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the blessing of the Holy One on Mount Ao!"

The crowd rushed towards Chaoyangfang in Nancheng, and the Baita Bridge was covered by colorful lights, which was far more lively than during the day.

And the city tower of Chaoyangfang, which is popular among the people, was also full of people at this time. The scholars and bureaucrats who were out of reach on weekdays were all smiling today, wearing festive colors that were completely different from those in the court hall.

Although the blessing ceremony has not yet started, the eight-foot-tall Dacai Building on the opposite side of the city tower has already activated its activity mechanism, and the crystal clear glazed lamps and the silhouettes of various figures are flashing one after another.

It caused everyone upstairs and downstairs to point and laugh again and again.

Wen Sheng didn't stand with Song Fuling, but they were both not far from Prince Xie Xun.It's just that Xie Xun didn't have the time to talk to any of them at this moment, but was talking to the palace servants beside him.

The Blessing Ceremony is divided into three items. The first item is the crown prince's blessing, the second item is the emperor's blessing, and the third item, which is the most anticipated by everyone, is to raise and release the prayer lamps.

Afterwards, the entire Lin'an River will be lit with fireworks, and everyone will go to their favorite restaurants and teahouses, or take their favorite husband and wife for a private meeting in the alley at the bottom of the bridge.

Xie Xun was currently preparing his congratulatory speech that he would read later. This was not the first time he had shown his face on the Lantern Festival, but he was still a little nervous when facing the turbulent people downstairs.

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness. If you really don't remember the words later, I will remind you." After the palace servant left, Song Fuling comforted him, and slipped a note into his hand.

"This is……"

"Hush—" Song Fuling interrupted him just in time.

Soon the auspicious time came, and Emperor Qing appeared on the tower in front of everyone.All the people downstairs, whether they saw it or not, immediately fell into a carnival:

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Holy One!"

"All blessings, Prince!"

One after another, one wave after another.

The grandeur of the scene is that individuals will be immersed in it, with supreme glory and belonging in their hearts.It's no wonder that so many people throughout the ages have fought for that position.

Song Fuling looked at it a few times and felt blatant in his heart, so he couldn't help but look to Wensheng on the other side.Hearing the sound, he seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look back at him.

It was only a short meeting, but the curvature of the corners of Song Fuling's mouth rose a lot because of this.

"...I bestowed upon me the prosperity of Daqing, the prosperity and peace in Shangjing, and the prosperity and prosperity of the people in Yongkang!"

As Emperor Qing's last sentence "Raise the Sky Lantern" fell to the ground, a large bouquet of fireworks suddenly bloomed in the night sky.

This purple flower is like a signal, instantly igniting the most prosperous carnival in Shangjing.

Pray that the sky lanterns will rise from the square one after another, and the fireworks will explode on the cruise ships on the river.

Song Fuling looked at the colorful lights and fireworks in front of her eyes, and her thoughts seemed to drift away.Xu was that the scenery in front of him was too dazzling, and he gradually felt a little sore in his eyes.

However, before he could turn his eyes back to his senses, a calm blue suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.It is a handkerchief.

Song Fuling looked sideways at the direction where the handkerchief was coming from, and the tears that had been accumulated for a long time also fell at the right time...

It was the same, and he felt that his eyes became clear: "Ha...don't laugh at me."

Was it Wen Sheng who handed Song Fuling the handkerchief?

The grand ceremony on the city tower had ended at some point, except for the fire watchers and patrolling teams, there were only two people left, Wen Sheng and Song Fuling.

After Song Fuling took the handkerchief, he withdrew his hand upon hearing the sound. He looked at the still dazzling Aoshan Cailou and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Song Fuling sniffed and shook her head: "I just feel that the mansions in Shangjing are full of trees and trees, and they look like clouds, but none of them belong to my Wen family.

The Forbidden City is built so high that people walk under it and look down like ants...the human body is like an ant, and the human life is like an ant..."

When it came to the end, Song Fuling already choked up with uncontrollable sobs, but he didn't cry out.

He was no longer the Song Fuling who had just heard the sound back then, and today he really couldn't help himself, and he was far from crying like he was back then.

"Come down when you've had enough crying." Coincidentally, Wen's voice was not as gentle as it was before, and this could be described as extremely perfunctory, "Master Yushi is still waiting in Yihetang."

After that, he turned his head and left.

"..." Looking at Wen Sheng's indifferent and ruthless back, Song Fuling felt melancholy and suddenly fell to pieces.

Yihetang has many branches in the city, and the one that Zheng Nuo was asked to go to is the largest head office, in Chaoyangfang.

This kind of festival will definitely not be able to take a chariot to go out, and it is convenient to walk there if it is set here.

When the two arrived at the private room, Zheng Nuo had already been waiting for a long time.The sound of the door opening behind him caused Zheng Nuo to turn his head immediately, and he greeted Wen Sheng first: "Master Hou is very energetic today."

When he saw Song Fuling who appeared later, the smile on Zheng Nuo's mouth suddenly froze.

He opened his mouth, looked at the two of them suspiciously for a moment, and when he calmed down again, his eyes were full of smiles: "It turns out that the one who invited me was not Lord Hou alone, but Mr. Song together.

Why didn't you say something like this in advance?Zheng was rude just now. "

The two brothers sat down on their feet, and they spoke first when they heard the sound: "Master Yushi, why doesn't he think that it was Ying who invited the two of you, but that I was the one invited by the two of you?"

Zheng Nuo laughed loudly: "Fu Yanhou is really good at joking. With the personal relationship between the two of you, the only outsider present can only be me, Zheng, right?"

Song Fuling poured wine with him: "Why did Lord Yushi say that?"

Zheng Nuo took it, took a sip, and sighed faintly: "Before today, I was still speculating about the relationship between Fu Yanhou and Mr. Song. Today, seeing you two coming together, I immediately figured out some things."

Hearing the sound without interrupting, Zheng Nuo continued: "I never expected that the two sons of the Wen family are still alive. The world is really unpredictable..."

Although he said this calmly, it caused waves in Wen Sheng and Song Fuling's hearts.

Sure enough, Zheng Nuo guessed it a long time ago, no wonder he couldn't catch him before.

Fortunately, before coming here, the two had already discussed the countermeasures: "Dare to ask the Wen family in the mouth of the censor, but the family of Duke Ling who was buried in the sea of ​​fire?"

"You two don't have to play dumb with me Zheng," Zheng Nuo waved his hand, "Sitting here today proves that we are not stupid."

He directly exposed Wen Sheng and Song Fuling's intentions: "If you can't catch me, you just want to get some news. Or there are other plans."

"For example?" Wen Sheng was very frank.

"If you want to plant unwarranted charges on Zheng, Zheng advises you to think again," Zheng Nuo tried hard to persuade, "Don't take risks. You are powerful and powerful now but you don't have parents, so you can still live well? Don't do it. Stupid thing."

Zheng Nuo listed all the actions of the two of them after they came to Beijing, although it was not clear inside the house, but they did not miss any of the hands and feet of the two in the court.

If Song Fuling and Wen Sheng really wanted to frame Zheng Nuo according to the original plan, it was inevitable that they would have already been reversed.

Fortunately, there are many accidents tonight, so we are not in a hurry.Therefore, Wen Sheng didn't make any excuses, and both of them just listened silently, showing a bit of surprise and bewilderment at the right time.

After Zheng Nuo had finished speaking, the kettle of the water clock in the corner had already received a considerable amount of water.

"How about it, you two still want to hurt me?" Zheng Nuo took a sip of tea to moisten his mouth, it was inevitable that he would feel thirsty after talking too much.

"Zheng is not trying to harm you, if the two of you leave this door today..."

Zheng Nuo's words were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head: "Come in."

It was Lin Wen who came back with the news.He leaned over and whispered a few words in Wen Sheng's ear, and then Zheng Nuo saw that he was still uneasy just now, and in the blink of an eye, he had changed his face.

Lin Wen just said six words: "Emperor Qing was assassinated and died."

Wen Sheng and Song Fuling looked at each other first, and then the gaze on Zheng Nuo's face became a little bit more serious: "It seems that Lord Yushi misunderstood me two deeply."

"How could the bloody feud disappear because of Ququ's framing? My two brothers are here today to ask Lord Yushi for something."

Song Fuling smiled and said, "It is the order of Lord Yushi."

Clearly speaking extremely disobedient words, these two people have no fluctuations and the other is calm, Zheng Nuo feels extremely humiliated.He put down the teacup with a snap: "It seems that you are still stubborn."

Wen Sheng no longer has the patience to listen to his nonsense, since Emperor Qing is dead, Zheng Nuo naturally has nothing to fear.

"Lin Wen, give him wine." After saying that, Wen Sheng took the teapot and poured two cups, and drank with Song Fuling.

At the same time, Prince Xie Xun also got the news that Emperor Qing was assassinated on a painting boat on the Lin'an River.

He overturned the teacup in his hand, and clamped the eunuch who reported: "Do you know that misrepresenting such rumors is a capital offense?"

The little eunuch knelt on the ground with a plop: "Naturally, the slaves dare not misrepresent that the deputy commander of the forbidden army, Mr. He De, is waiting outside the door. Jin Mingchi has been surrounded by the forbidden army!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Get out!" Xie Xun kicked the little eunuch away, staggered up with red eyes, "I'm going to Jin Mingchi to kill the person who spread the rumor with my own hands!"

"Prince..." Fusang on the opposite side seemed frightened by Xie Xun's reaction. She yelled and tried to get up, but was pushed back by Ji Han's hand on her shoulder.

"Don't run around."

"But, he doesn't look right..."

Ji Han heard the little eunuch's report just now, so of course he guessed what happened outside.When the prince left the boat, he immediately asked people to stop the boat and return to the shore, and dragged Fusang to the Hou's mansion.

It is of course true that Emperor Qing is dead. Xie Xun asked someone to deal with the scene and immediately issued an order to close the city: "Where is the Taifu? Where is Fuyanhou?"

After recovering from his daze, he asked He De about the whereabouts of Wen Sheng and the other two, whether he was asking for help or not suspicious.

"I heard that Lord Yushi was invited to have a drink at Yihetang in Chaoyangfang." He De said, "Your Highness, do you want to send someone to invite you?"

"No, go alone!" After saying that, the man had already left the room.

He hurried all the way to the top floor of Yihetang, and found out the location of the private room. Xie Xun was about to go in. The moment before he pushed the door, it happened that the door opened by itself from the inside.

Hearing that both arms fell on the door frame, he was not at all surprised by Xie Xun's sudden appearance: "His Royal Highness's night tour is over?"

Xie Xun glanced at Zheng Nuo who was lying upside down on the table, bleeding from his orifices: "The censor... is dead too?"

Hearing the sound, he was puzzled: "Why did Your Highness say that? Who else died?"

Xie Xun clenched his fists tightly, his eyes tearing apart: "How did he die?" How much he wished that Yu Shi's death had nothing to do with hearing the sound...

"Your Majesty Yu Shi suddenly had a heart attack, and he has already gone to the hospital." Hearing the sound, his face remained unchanged.

Song Fuling in the room put down her teacup and looked over: "Song can testify to what Marquis Yan said. Your Highness, my condolences."

Xie Xun looked at Wen Sheng, then at Song Fuling, not knowing when the corner of his mouth was bitten.

After a long silence, Xie Xun finally spoke, but it was not to Wen Sheng: "Come here, inform Lord Yushi's mansion that Yushi had a sudden heart attack and passed away without treatment. By the way, send Yushi back to the mansion to deal with the funeral."

When he said this, Xie Xun had already calmed down, except for his slightly hoarse voice and reddish eye sockets, he could no longer see anything unusual: "Dare to ask Marquis Fu Yan, who else died of heart disease?"

"I don't know." Hearing shook his head, "Mr. Song and I have been talking to Lord Yushi here since the ceremony was over."

After a pause, he seemed to think of something and added: "By the way, Your Highness, remember to send someone to the Dianke Office to have a look. I heard that there are assassins in the city, so don't hurt the envoys of other countries. Isn't it inevitable that war will happen then? "

"If there is a real war, which side will Marquis Fuyan be on?" Xie Xun stared closely at Wen Sheng.

"Naturally, it is for His Highness to share the worries." Wen Sheng took it for granted.

"Okay." Xie Xun replied, "If that's the case, you will go and protect the third prince."

The last sentence was addressed to the guard behind him.

Xie Xun had to return to the palace to preside over important events, while Wen Sheng and Song Fuling returned to their respective mansions one after another.

It's just that not long after the two of them left, news came from the city that a crane hall in Chaoyangfang was on fire.

Every year there will be several cases of fire in Shangyuan Ye City, most of which are due to improper handling of prayer lights and fireworks.The fire didn't attract much attention, but it's a pity that Mr. Yu Shi didn't leave a decent place after his death.

Before dawn, the entire capital of Shangjing was turned upside down, but where is there any trace of Xie Qi in the city?It was only later that Xie Xun found out that Xie Qi had disguised himself and left the city gate as early as after the assassination.

A few days later, the truth about the assassination of Emperor Qing came to light, and it was indeed the envoys of the Yue Kingdom.

At that time Xie Xun had already ascended the throne as emperor, but Emperor Qing died suddenly, the absence of Zheng Nuo in the court felt like a group of dragons without a leader, and there were daily disputes in the court.

Xie Xun originally didn't want to associate with Wen Sheng and Song Fuling anymore, but now it seems that he has to bow to reality.

He needs the help of Marquis Fuyan and Tai Tuo to help him clean up the messy court and secure his throne.

Both Wen and Song readily agreed, but only put forward two conditions.

First, the cutting of Vietnam; second, a thorough review of the case of the Yanzhou change.

The first point was already in Xie Xun's plan. As for the second point, he didn't think about it for long: "I, it's up to you."

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