A guest listening to the piano

Even if it's dangerous, it doesn't really threaten him.However, today, the emperor is angry and desperate.

Outside, the guards in the dormitory were still being slaughtered unilaterally, but his enemy was already sitting securely in front of him.Nan Wang was just an assassination, playing with a civet cat for the prince, but the prince of Taiping directly forced the palace, and he will succeed!How could the emperor who was driven to Jedi not be angry?

Gong Jiu closed his eyes, listening to the screams and shouts outside, and with his sensitive sense of smell, he could still smell the faint smell of blood wafting in the air.As time passed bit by bit, the emperor's eyes on him became more and more scorching, and the anger in those eyes was so intense, it seemed that he couldn't help but want to pounce on him and strangle himself to death.This doesn't make him feel angry, on the contrary, Gong Jiu still enjoys it, the angrier the emperor is, the happier he is.He couldn't help curling his lips.

"Are you happy?" The emperor's words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Gong Jiu closed his eyes, with a look of joy and contentment: "Indeed. Long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, how can we not make people happy?"

"My cousins ​​are all staring at the dragon chair under me, but you are the only one! Only you dare to directly force the palace with such a big hand!" The emperor stared at Gong Jiu through gritted teeth, "Aren't you afraid of being cast aside by the world?"

"Heh~" Gong Jiu sneered, his eyes half-opened, and he glanced lightly at a certain king who had lost his grace, "Do the common people in the world really care about who is sitting on the dragon chair? As long as I can let If they are well fed and warmly clothed, will they still rebel?"

The emperor choked, he had to admit that Gong Jiu's words really made sense.However, anger and unwillingness made him still curse the person in front of him viciously with red eyes: "No matter what happens to you in the future, usurping the throne will become a stain on your life! It will last forever!"

Gong Jiu just glanced at him with a half-smile.Of course he knew, but as Ji Qing said, the best chance is no longer available, so he can only adopt the most certain plan.As for the taint of usurpation?He is confident that he will not let others use this excuse to threaten him in his lifetime. As for his reputation after death, that is for posterity to judge.

He looked at the sky outside, and his thoughts fluttered slightly.In this day and night, the woman should have already slept.The corner of Gong Jiu's mouth subtly had a small but sincere arc.

Outside the door, it finally became quiet.

"Master, it's done." The dark guard came to report.

Gong Jiu's smile grew wider. He stood up and looked at the ashen-faced emperor: "Brother Huang, it's time for you to go." His smile was so vicious.

The emperor staggered to the tray with the poisoned wine, picked up the glass desperately and simply, and drank the poisoned wine.When Gong Jiu came in with the glass of wine, he said, if things fail, he drinks, if things succeed, the emperor drinks, and one of them will die today.In the end, the glass of wine went into his stomach.But even if he was about to die, he still had to look at his cousin carefully, even if his seven orifices were bleeding, he still had to smile at Gong Jiu, he wanted to make this night a nightmare for the other party in the future. nightmare...

Gong Jiu didn't care what the emperor was thinking, the joyful mood at this moment made him jump for joy.He is like a child who has won No.1, and he can't help but want to show off with others and listen to the compliments from the people he likes.Fortunately, he still remembered to deal with the follow-up, and barely suppressed the desire to fly to someone, so he arranged everything and ordered the follow-up work.

In the early morning, Gong Jiu took care of everything and finally rode to the outskirts of the city.

Outside the manor, he had already seen the sword light soaring into the sky, and his heart tightened immediately.He could already guess who swung that sword, but just like this, he was even more uneasy.

With a little foot on the horse's back, he flew to the manor with light work.As soon as he entered the garden, his bad guess became true when he saw the dying old man.

Neither he nor Ji Qing worried about this old guy, but Gong Jiu never expected that Ji Qing would deal with this old thing by herself without saying a word to him.Even though he already had a decision in his heart, he still asked unwillingly!

Recalling the old man's words in his ears, the dexterous soft sword in Gong Jiu's hand had already cut the old man's throat.The joy in his heart has been swept away, and a touch of sadness slowly flooded into his heart.It was different from the great sadness he experienced when he witnessed the death of his biological mother back then. The sadness at this time was like a long silk thread wrapped around his heart, and it would not violently drive him crazy or change his temperament drastically, but it might always be entangled in his heart. Can't solve it either.

But at this time there is still one person who dares to speak to Gong Jiu who has a strange aura around him, Ximen Chuixue's cold voice resounded in the dark night: "You use a sword?"

Although he was asking questions, his eyes looked at the sword in Gong Jiu's hand, and he was eager to try.

Gong Jiu smiled at the guarded people, the shadow of the night reflected on his face, making his smile look ghostly and eerie.Lu Xiaofeng shivered acutely, feeling that something was wrong, and sure enough, the next moment, Gong Jiu ignored the Sword God's question, turned to him instead and said, "Xiaoqing always values ​​Lu Xiaofeng, I think the lucky Lu Xiaofeng should Won't you refuse to suppress this...world luck for me?!"

His tone was very gentle and polite, but somehow it made people feel creepy, and... "What do you mean to help you suppress the world's luck?" Lu Xiaofeng had already asked aloud.

The soft sword in Gong Jiu's hand was wrapped around his waist again, and those slender hands patted lightly a few times, and there were dozens of big men on the roofs around which were originally empty, and everyone took aim with bows and crossbows in their hands. Several people.Lu Xiaofeng's complexion turned ugly all of a sudden.Gong Jiu was still saying politely: "I'm about to ascend the throne, I hope you can come and see my enthronement ceremony."

The expressions of the three of them changed drastically.They never expected that there was such a conspiracy behind this incident.However, the current situation could no longer allow them to resist, those dozens of bows and crossbows were not for looking good.They could only be invited away to see Gong Jiu's enthronement ceremony.

And Gong Jiu, after everyone left, slowly approached a pile of remaining ashes.He bent down, and stretched his slender fingers into the ashes. When he got up again, he already had a gray hair tie in his hand, and the delicately embroidered hibiscus could still be seen on it.He put the hair tie on his chest expressionlessly and pressed it against his heart, finally he only let out a long sigh.

A few years later, Fengtian Temple, the early dynasty

"...Your Majesty has been on the throne for five years, but the harem must not remain empty for a day. I implore Your Majesty to appoint a queen." The old prime minister once again mentioned the matter of appointing a queen in the court.

Gong Jiu sat high on the dragon chair with an unfathomable face, glanced at the thin old man kneeling below with obscure eyes, and only replied in a low voice: "This matter will be discussed later."

His expression was unclear, others could not see the mood of His Majesty today, but the little eunuch with him knew that His Majesty was in a bad mood today.Because the dark guard reported last night that a certain Lu Xiaoji in the dungeon had escaped.The little eunuch could only pray silently in his heart, don't make His Majesty angry with these stubborn old men, otherwise, they will be fine, and their lowly slaves will be in trouble.

However, the civil servants who are proud of dead remonstrance obviously don't know.After Gong Jiu came to the throne, he worked hard to govern and could be called a wise man. How could they see such an emperor not standing up?What?You mean the miserable eunuch who died twice in the harem, and the concubine who was relegated to the cold palace from time to time?So what's the big deal? !The eunuch's chaos in politics is a lesson from the past; the harem's interference in politics is also a great enemy.It is a blessing not to be confused by women and villains today.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty begged on their knees, they had heard Gong Jiu's words many times.Before, the emperor had refused to be a queen for various reasons, and in the end he even brought up the reason of being filial to his father, and suppressed the matter of becoming a queen for three years. Today, he is going to postpone it again. For a while, the stubborn elders knelt down one after another. , I implore the emperor to stand up.Today's sage is just and wise, but he is only unwilling to make a decision on the matter of the posthumous position. How can the harem be without a master for a day?

Gong Jiu was annoyed by the kneeling ministers, and his heart boiled with murderous intent, but he suppressed the blood-stained impulse: "I make my own decision. Don't mention this matter again! No one has the qualifications to be my... queen!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty!" The prime minister kowtowed and begged.Is the emperor intending to never become an empress?

"I said, don't bring up this matter again." Gong Jiu repeated word by word, and the momentum was straight to press down on everyone.Everyone just felt cold sweat dripping down their backs.Looking up again, there was no one on the dragon chair.

In the long pavilion in the south of the Yangtze River, a slightly scruffy four-eyebrows is gulping down the best wine: "Hey-hey-I didn't expect to be able to look at the scenery and drink good wine in my lifetime. I really should celebrate it ! Make a big glass!!”

"Lu Xiaoji, you should shave your four eyebrows! In this way, maybe we won't be able to catch you now." A thin man beside him stared at the well-trimmed beard and eyebrows on Lu Xiaofeng's face, with a look of embarrassment. Your nice expression suggested.

Holding the big wine jar in his arms, Lu Xiaofeng poured the mellow wine into his mouth, and gave him an annoyed look: "Monkey spirit! Don't think I shaved my beard. The beard is ruined, and now it's out, it's even more impossible!"

"Oh?" Hua Manlou, who was dressed in fine clothes, tilted her head slightly and asked with a smile, "It seems that you are doing well in the sky prison."

The expression on Lu Xiaofeng's face paused, as if he had swallowed a fly: "You, don't mention it! I'd rather sleep on the street and eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables than drink bird's nest in a dungeon."

"Hahahahaha..."

The author has something to say: The extra episode is delivered, Biluo climbed down to code today's second update

Thanks to Shengxiao for throwing mines, throwing time: 2013-0