Rong Xuan

In the late autumn of the 16th year of Jingchu, the weather was getting colder, and the frontier suddenly sent an urgent report from the Canadian army for three thousand miles, and the two places in the west and the north were burning a hundred miles of smoke!

The Military News from the Two Frontiers flew into Chang'an, Mr. Xun Shichuan fell ill and left his post, and the cabinet lost its backbone. No matter which general was dispatched to the side, in the end it was the old commander Sima Xiu, king of Qingxu, who took the initiative to go up and ask for a fight, so he was able to put on his armor again and lead his troops northward.

The power of the northern border army was once again owned by the Sima family, and the emperor's painstaking management for many years fell short.

On the other side, the battle between the Crown Prince and Baoxin was still in full swing. His Majesty the Emperor, who was sick in the palace, was shocked to hear the battle report. It was unknown whether it was because of the fight between the two kings or because Sima Xiu had returned to the northern border. Tianjia Longyan was furious. He was so out of breath that he fainted several times.

After the news came out, Prince Zhao Xuan finally sent troops to occupy the imperial city under the persecution of various situations, and Baoxin Mansion raised troops to serve the king. At this point, the [-] cavalry in the hands of King Jing'an Zhao Qingyuan, who were entrenched outside Heishan Pass, attacked the border of the town. The reason for resisting foreigners was finally able to go south and enter the customs...

Chang'an City has been in chaos for half a month, the streets are closed and the people close their houses. It looks like when Cao Ke rebelled and welcomed the Eight Kings into Beijing in the eighth year of Jingchu.

Among them, Cao Hui didn't know too much about the military raids and killings initiated by Sima Xuan.

In Southwest Minfang, the bedroom of Xunfu North Courtyard:

"It's a mess outside, keep an eye on the two children," said Chief Assistant Xun Run, who was lying on the sickbed. It has only been more than a month since he got sick, and his cheeks are sunken and his eyes are black.

Xun Run looked at Cao Hui who was waiting in front of the sick bed day and night, and struggled to find half of the tiger charm from under the pillow, breathing heavily: "When you go out to do errands, ask Yuan Chu to be more careful, he knows where the private seal of the chief assistant is kept. Now, now, the 3 soldiers and horses of the Protectorate Bingma Division, I will keep him."

Only Nanny Jia and Yuyan were in the room. Cao Hui stretched out her hands and took the tiger talisman from Xun Run tremblingly. She called "Grand Xun" with a choked voice.

"Good boy, you are a tough person just like your father and brother..." Xun Run patted Cao Hui's wrist lightly, but within two breaths, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Cao Hui put Xun Run's outstretched hand under the quilt, got up and walked out of the bedroom, holding the half of the cold tiger talisman with a bitter medicinal taste, and walked towards the young and well-known doctor in Chang'an City Sima Ren.

Ever since the assassins entered the Xunfu on that rainy night, Sima Xuan has never returned from his missions outside. In addition to sending her confidantes to send back messages of safety every other day, she also invited Sima Ren to the Xunfu, saying yes It is dedicated to treating diseases for Duke Xun, but Cao Hui also understands another meaning in it.

"Xun Gong fell asleep again, and won't wake up for a while." Cao Hui spread the things in his hands to Sima Ren.

Sima Ren seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally bowed to Cao Hui: "Your Majesty is in the palace right now, and Caomin will arrange for someone to take his wife there."

Cao Hui's expression relaxed slightly—it seemed that the palace was almost cleaned up.

The cold rain in late autumn has been falling non-stop for some time, and it was getting late when Cao Hui got off the car outside the palace gate, and the Jin Wuwei who didn't know where came up and led him straight to the deep palace. go.

What I saw along the way, the magnificent and magnificent Tianjia Imperial City in the past, turned out to be so cold and chilling against the backdrop of the autumn rain and the cool night. The sergeants patrolled frequently in groups of three to five. This posture obviously did not intend to let go of any dark corners that could not be illuminated.

For some reason, Cao Hui felt a faint feeling in his heart. He walked forward dozens of steps until he passed the Xiangfeng Gate. Cao Hui, who was guarding by a group of Jinwu guards in the middle, suddenly held an umbrella. I opened my mouth.

She asked the leader: "Where is this going now?"

The other party replied, with a faint frontier accent in the short answer: "Zhonggong."

Cao Hui didn't make another sound. She used the light of the torch to clearly see the totem carved on the waist knives of these Jinwu Guards——Gouchen.

Gou Chen, the totem of the Northern Army.

Henceforth, she followed these Jinwu guards with peace of mind and walked through Nobunaga's palace road, and then turned around the nine-curved corridor, until she could see the brightly lit and heavily guarded Zhong Palace when she looked up.

The land of the middle palace is the daily living place of the queen of a country. It is located at the junction of the former dynasty and the harem, and if His Majesty the emperor who lives in the Datong Harmony Palace wants to go to the harem, he must pass by here.

Thinking about it carefully, in the eight years since the Cao family's treason case, Datong and the palace were all summoned to the harem, but His Majesty the Emperor himself has never stepped into the harem.

But now, Chao Guo, the ninety-five supreme man, is lying ill in the middle palace - the emperor's illness is extremely strange, but no one dares to question it.

If someone wants to harm His Majesty the Emperor, then don’t ask, this person will definitely be the one who will fail in the future, the winner and the loser, for Yu Kou, there is nothing he can’t do, and there is no crime against him Can't bear it.

The Jinwu guards escorted Cao Huixing to the gate of the Zhonggong Palace, and a thin and small internal official walked out to greet him.

"I asked Jin An, Mrs. Jingling Lord and Marquis," the little internal official saluted Cao Hui. He spoke in a soft voice, with a bit of anxiety and panic of "I have been waiting for you for a long time", " Mrs. Jun, go in quickly with the slave, there are people waiting inside!"

Cao Hui turned around and bowed to the Jinwu guards who escorted her here to express her gratitude, and then she raised her hand to the little eunuch as a sign of reluctance, "Then I will be the little eunuch to lead the way."

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Middle Palace, Main Hall Living Room:

The room with simple and plain furnishings was extremely quiet, even the breathing of the sick man on the bed seemed so heavy—and this heavy breathing sounded like more outflow and less inflow.

Cao Hui followed the little eunuch and came in quietly through the side door. The atmosphere in the room was obviously abnormal, and Cao Hui couldn't help but lighten his steps.

The little internal official directly led Cao Hui to behind a dimly lit screen, where there was nothing but a chair, and the small internal official took out a letter from his arms and presented it to Cao Hui, without saying a word Backed out along the same road.

The little internal official walked away. Before Cao Hui had time to check the letter in her hand, her attention was immediately attracted by a violent coughing outside the screen.

The lights outside the screen were brightly lit, and the soft candlelight illuminated the room like an early autumn evening. It looked warm and bright, so the continuous coughing sounds became more and more worrying—Xun Gong is also like this, he can carry with him when he coughs. Cough blood.

Thinking back along the memory, in the days before and after Sima Xuan's poison was released, every time he coughed, it was also so sudden and violent.

Only this time, this kind of cough that made people feel flustered was replaced by the person lying on the bed in the vermilion dragon and phoenix Chengxiang Babu, the current emperor of Chao Kingdom, Zhao Yujing.

Cao Hui's hands tightened the handkerchief unknowingly, and she stared at all the people outside the screen for a moment - His Majesty the emperor was ill in bed, under the sick bed, wearing a vermilion four-clawed dragon robe Zhao Xuan, Crown Prince of the East Palace, and Prince Baoxin Zhao Qinghui, who was wearing a Zhuxuan mang robe, were both there.

The two of them knelt in front of the sickbed with half a body distance apart, listening to their father's breathless cough, both of them had the same cold face and did not respond.

But Prince Zhao Xuan raised his head and quickly glanced at the middle-aged woman sitting on the stool beside the bed. The young man's thin lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say, but for some reason he finally chose to remain silent.

Cao Hui moved half a step to the side, avoiding the shadow of a tall man's back, and followed the prince's gaze to look there - the middle-aged woman in plain clothes sitting on the stool beside the bed was none other than someone else. It was her aunt Cao Hui's direct relative, Cao Baojuan, Empress of Chao Kingdom.

So the current scene is... King Jing'an controls the entire imperial city, aunt controls the emperor, the prince, and King Baoxin Zhao Qinghui—no wonder his father Cao Ke handed over all the hidden guards to his aunt before his death , no wonder there was always someone secretly helping me in my actions later on, Cao Hui frowned...then the tall man outside who blocked his sight was King Jing'an, Zhao Qingyuan.

Since Zhao Qingyuan is here, where did Sima Xuan go?What about her?

Cao Hui's knuckles turned white as he twisted the handkerchief.

"Hui'er, since you're back, then just fight for it, fight for a clear return, even if that's the truth, but we've fought, and we'll have the face to see our old friends after we're in hell..."

The always kind and gentle aunt once said this to her who had just returned from Hezhou alive. Cao Hui closed her eyes, and even her breathing began to become difficult and painful-but she didn't know why.

A crisp and piercing sound came from outside the screen, and Cao Hui, who was tense all over, was so frightened that he came back to his senses. It was the water glass in Hua Jinzhong's hand that was pushed away by His Majesty the Emperor on the sickbed. so that it fell to the ground and broke.

"Get out! Dog slave..." His majesty's voice was extremely hoarse as he lay on the edge of the bed. He no longer had the calm and domineering aura that shocked the world. He lay there powerlessly panting, leaving only a pair of bloodthirsty fierce eyes. He glared at Hua Jinzhong, "I've always been close and trustworthy, you have no doubts, but you..."

"Your Majesty made a mistake," Empress Cao, who had been sitting quietly by the side, said slowly, her voice was as gentle and peaceful as Cao Hui's memory, "Junqian's surname was originally Cao, but when you and I got married, I brought him from my mother's house, Go to the family in Muzhou in the south to have a baby."

Hua Jinzhong, the chief official of the imperial city, whose real name is Cao Junqian, is a slave born in the Cao family's mansion. Later, because Bao Juan, the daughter of the Cao family's prostitute, married far away to Muzhou, he followed the master to the palace of King Mu Zhao Yujing.

In the blink of an eye, so long has passed, so long that people forget that Hua Jinzhong was originally from the Cao family.

People from their Cao family are indeed everywhere, and their ghosts are lingering! !

"Cao Baojuan!" His Majesty the Emperor patted the edge of the bed with all his strength, and it seemed that he was in extreme pain physically and mentally. "You and I are a young couple. Even though the Cao family committed a serious crime back then, I never moved. Sin against you and Xuan'er, you...but you have treated me so viciously! Baojuan..."

His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have no strength to support himself, he slowly lay down on the edge of the bed, and buried his face in the quilt in pain.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Empress Cao's eyes fell quietly on her knees, her tone was as calm as her eyes, "Cinnabar is slow poisoning, the initial symptoms are nausea, vomiting, burning in the upper abdomen, insomnia, irritability, memory loss, and vision in severe cases. Gradually lost, and finally blind, if Yuan Chu was there, maybe he could tell me about the various symptoms in detail."

His Majesty the Emperor didn't make a sound, Hua Jinzhong stepped forward again and carefully helped the king of a country to lie down.

Baoxin Wang Zhao Qingnai squinted at Empress Cao. After a while, a meaningful mocking smile finally appeared on his always gentle face—they were desperately fighting wits and playing around. I thought I was a chess player, but in the end I found out that I was just a small chess piece.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous...

His Majesty the Emperor was helped back to the bed by Hua Jinzhong and lay down. He lay flat there, looking at the tent above him with a little distracted eyes, as if he was a little bewildered.

"The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest..." The emperor who had been doomed for half his life seemed to have regained a little strength, and he whispered: "Since I became emperor, I have been wary of my sister, my wife, and my wife. My own son, be wary of Shichuan Tokuzu and all civil and military officials, it can be said that it is exhaustive strategy, but in the end, because of a slave, he fell into such a situation, heh, heh heh..."

"You killed my whole family of the Cao family, but you didn't implicate the East Palace at all. You put my son in a place of trepidation for ten years, and finally made him such a tyrant as much as you," Empress Cao said, gently turning her eyes It fell on Prince Zhao Xuan, and she said to His Majesty the Emperor:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor, you killed my elder brother, murdered my nephew, and caused thirty thousand loyal sons to be wronged and killed Yingchuan. Now you want to start over after you wipe your face? Let me tell you, that's impossible. Zhao Yujing, you have to pay the price."

These words were spoken in a calm tone from beginning to end, but His Majesty's breathing suddenly became rougher.

He struggled to breathe the fresh air, his chest under the brocade quilt kept rising and falling, he raised half of his arm, stretched out a finger and kept pointing at the top of the tent, "I... I am the Son of Heaven ! Ordered by the heavens, longevity is boundless cough cough cough cough..."

His Majesty the Emperor got angry, and finally coughed violently again. Hua Jinzhong stood still, and no one came forward to feed him with a water glass.

"Your Majesty, among your many heirs, the three most promising children are here now, Xuan'er, Qinggui and Qingyuan, they are all here," Empress Cao's attitude was always calm, just like the children enshrined in a temple. Those gods without joy or sorrow,

"You used it to plot against their brothers for the sake of your own imperial power. Now there should be a result. As for the case of my Cao family back then, the truth has been revealed to the world, and those who have disappeared are gone. But this time, I, I just came here to hear your apology, Your Majesty, an apology, tell it to my brother and sister-in-law, tell it to the more than [-] members of my Cao family, and even tell it to the [-] red-blooded sons who return to Yingchuan! "

"Can't you feel it? They are unwilling to leave without knowing why. They have been wandering in this dirty and bloody imperial city for eight years, Your Majesty the Emperor."

How can the wise king of a country make mistakes? !

"No, no..." His Majesty the Emperor shook his head rustlingly, and some kind of irresistible fear really gradually climbed up in his eyes, "I still have 30 troops in my hand! There is also the Guang'an that my sister gave me. City wolf soldiers! I was right, I—”

"Qing Jia," said the tall man standing behind the crown prince, "Qing Jia left for the southern region half a month ago, and she came back in the afternoon with a letter—the Grand Marshal of the Southern Region and the leader of Guangcheng The commander of the army, Miao Yongsheng, issued the military order, and the Guangcheng army will always obey the order of the emperor/ancestor, and always follow the Yuling of Sichao Princess."

"Beast—beast!" His Majesty the Emperor grabbed the curtain hanging beside the bed, gurgled several times in his throat, and finally spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "poof".

Hua Jinzhong knelt down on the spot with a plop, and had no tendency to run out to teach the imperial doctor. On the other side, King Jing'an Zhao Qingyuan also knelt down slowly on the ground.

His back was tall and straight, and the moment he knelt down, Cao Hui's mind finally resurfaced the scene of his brother Cao Zheng falling in front of his eyes eight years ago.

With a bang, Cao Hui's mind exploded.

She doesn't even care who gave the letter in her hand, and what is written in the letter——

She kept telling herself that she was not an ambitious talent who cared about the world and cared about the people's livelihood, she was just a little girl who wanted to justify her family's name, she didn't care about the general situation of the world, and she didn't care who the Guangcheng wolf soldiers supported.

All she knew was that her brother Cao Zheng's name was not among the dead people that Aunt Cai had just mentioned!

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