Multiple crimes

However, Yuan Ziyou failed to keep the agreement to visit Xizhi and Yuan Zhao at noon the next day, because Er Zhurong suddenly broke into the bedroom before dawn.

It can't be said to break through - there is no one to stop it at all.

At that time Yuan Ziyou was holding a whip and arguing with Manager Liu, saying that he wanted to ride a horse and go to court early.Er Zhurong walked over with ashes on his feet, pulled Yuan Ziyou and pushed him into the room.

"I heard that His Majesty went to Lingzhao Pavilion last night?"

"You mean the broken courtyard in the west? So it's called Lingzhao Pavilion... Ah, you came just in time, I have something to tell you..."

"Your Majesty is really in a good mood! When you have time, you don't learn how to be a king, but you meddle in other people's business!"

Yuan Ziyou was not very happy when his words were interrupted, but after Er Zhurong's undisguised sarcasm, he became even more angry, and asked, "Why? There are places in this palace that I can't go to?"

"Your Majesty is better off worrying less about some things. Excessive curiosity is not a good thing!"

"If I don't worry about it, why should you worry about it? Er Zhurong, don't forget that I am the emperor. You don't have to worry about where I go or what I do!"

——I just took a walk and chatted with someone for a while, is it bothering you?

"Don't forget who made you the emperor. If you are a fool, I will be charged with you!" Er Zhurong sneered, "Can you give me a little peace of mind? Do what you should do Yes, say what you should say, and don't make trouble for me. Otherwise, I can support you or destroy you!"

Yuan Ziyou had been trembling with anger for a long time, and when he finally heard that he was threatening himself, he subconsciously raised the whip in his hand and swung it at him.

Yuan Ziyou swung Yuan Ziyou with all his strength, and the oncoming whip was even caught in a strong wind.Er Zhurong didn't expect him to make a sudden attack, so he couldn't dodge in time and got hit.

After being stunned for two or three seconds, he slowly lowered his head.I saw that the clothes on my chest were scratched from the neckline to the right rib, and the exposed skin was pale, and a little bit of blood oozed out from the wound, staining a large piece of cloth red.

The two officers and soldiers guarding the door were terribly frightened. They looked into the room with their heads poking around. Seeing that the two were motionless like sculptures, they also held their breath and were extremely nervous.

Immediately afterwards, they only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a "bang" sound came from their ears.When he came back to his senses, he saw Master Erzhu was pressing the emperor on his back on the table with red eyes, his hands were tightly clutching his neck.

Having served Yuan Ziyou for more than two months, Er Zhurong thought he was very tolerant, and tolerated the new emperor everywhere, fulfilling the duty that a courtier should do.However, that inexplicable whip just now finally made him unbearable.Who do you think Er Zhurong is?From the young master Xiurong to the great general of the Zhu Kingdom, have they ever been offended like this!

The guards outside the door were in a dilemma at this time.

Looking at this posture, if you don't step forward to stop the emperor, you will be strangled to death.However, if they were to rush forward and break Erzhu's hand, they would absolutely dare not.

Here Yuan Ziyou fell on the table in an awkward posture, only to feel that the hands around his neck were getting tighter and tighter, pinching his throat sorely and making it difficult to breathe.However, the pain was the pain, but he was very obedient and didn't say a word, didn't struggle, and just stared straight at the wound on Er Zhurong's chest.

The wound was long and deep.The exposed part looked like it was already torn apart, and due to the further involvement of the violent action just now, the blood flowed more and more.

It hurts!very painful!

Yuan Ziyou thought in a daze, opened his mouth and let out a dry laugh.

This smile awakened Er Zhurong.

Letting go of his hand and taking a sudden step back, he said to himself: What's the fight with a fool?Do you really want to kill him?

Taking two deep breaths, Er Zhurong took a step back and sat down on a chair behind him.

"Yuan Ziyou, listen to me, it's still the same sentence, don't do what you shouldn't do. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen!"

Yuan Ziyou just coughed and recovered from the pain of suffocation, his face turned from red to white.Hearing this, he unambiguously grabbed the teacup beside him and threw it at him.

Er Zhurong was well prepared this time, and dodged sideways, but his sleeves were still soaked by the tea spilled along the way.Standing up with an ugly face, he probably felt that it was hopeless to communicate with Yuan Ziyou, so he turned and left without saying a word.After leaving the room, he ordered the two guards: "The emperor is not feeling well, and he is lying down to recuperate. You stay here to serve, and let me know if you need anything."

Yan Shuo didn't enter the house until Er Zhurong was far away.The general just said "the emperor needs to rest", but he didn't say that others are not allowed to visit, so the guards didn't stop him.

Yuan Ziyou was lying on the bed sulking, most of his face was buried in the quilt, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Yan Shuo sat down beside him, reached out and stroked his back, as if giving comfort to a child: "Master, what are you doing to make him so angry?"

"I didn't do anything." Yuan Ziyou muttered twice, then paused for a while and said, "Go out and steal two people for me and come back!"

"What are you going out for?" The voice was too soft and muffled by being buried under the quilt, Yan Shuo couldn't hear clearly for a while.

"It's nothing..." Yuan Ziyou turned over, closed his eyes and took two deep breaths.

At this moment, Yan Shuo found the horsewhip on the table, and took a look in his hand, there were still some dark red marks on it.

"What's the matter with this blood? Did you hit someone?" Yan Shuo's face changed slightly.

Yuan Ziyou sat up when he heard the words, raised his hand in the gesture of raising a whip, and slowly shook Yan Shuo's chest twice.

"It's like this..." After finishing speaking, he narrowed his eyes as if thinking about it, and started to laugh.

Yan Shuo didn't know what stimulated him, and wanted to calm him down for a while.So he stood up and said, "Master, since you won't tell me, then I'll leave first. It's still early in the morning, so you can catch up and refresh yourself. He can't lock you up for too long, and you have to go to court early tomorrow." .” After finishing speaking, he backed out.After taking two steps, he turned back and shouted through the door: "Just call out if you want to eat, I'm right outside!"

It was said that he was grounded, but Yuan Ziyou was enjoying himself, he didn't look uncomfortable at all, he was really "resting".

The two guards at the door breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.If the emperor really gets into trouble, they really don't know what to do, can they still use force against the emperor?

After more than an hour, the two saw that Yuan Ziyou was cooperating closely and there was really no need for guards, so they were invited to drink tea with Yan Shuo in the next room, and they also ate an imperial meal with them.

The next morning, as Yan Shuo had expected, several attendants brought up sedan chairs to invite the emperor to court early.

Since he had just slept for a day and a night, Yuan Ziyou was in good spirits.Sit on the dragon chair with a straight back and a radiant face.

The lineup of officials in the court seems to be much larger than it was a month ago.Many of them were "fellows and folks" inserted by Er Zhurong'an, and some were former princes and ministers. There were only a handful of them.Realizing that the aftermath of the coup had passed, and Er Zhurong showed no sign of a second purge, he began to show his face again and took office again.Yuan Hui is one of them.

A few days ago, he just took on a new official title - Sanqi Changshi, which was recommended by Er Zhurong.In front of Yuan Ziyou, he praised Yuan Hui to the sky, but according to Yan Shuo, a regular servant on a loose horse is not an important position at all, it's just running errands around the emperor, no different from a bodyguard.

A bearded man stepped forward and saluted, saying that he had something to play.

Yuan Ziyou vaguely remembered that Er Zhurong had introduced this person to him, he was either a general or a governor, but he couldn't think of the name.

Just as he was thinking, the man had finished speaking, and another senior official bowed and started to play again.Yuan Ziyou ignored him, still staring at the bearded man intently, trying to remember his name.

Suddenly, he turned his head and interrupted the old man: "Wait a minute, who are you saying is dead?"

The old man was taken aback, he hesitated and said: "Go back to the emperor, Yuan, Yuan Zhao..."

"Which Yuan Zhao?"

"That's right..."

"Oh my lord, you probably don't know!" Seeing the old man stammering, Yuan Tianmu was anxious for him, and couldn't help interjecting, "Before we entered the city, it was that Yuan Zhao The three-year-old baby emperor, haha...General Erzhu is kind, he didn't blame him, but it's a pity that this baby's own life is not good, and he fell into the water and drowned last night... Your majesty?"

Yuan Ziyou slowly stood up from the dragon chair, his eyes were rigid.After finally focusing his eyes on one spot, he turned his head and frantically scanned the officials at his feet, and shouted, "Er Zhurong! Where is Er Zhurong?!"

"Back to the emperor, Lord Erzhu feels a little unwell today, so he didn't come to court early."

"I'm not feeling well? Okay, okay..." Yuan Ziyou murmured, and began to pace up and down expressionlessly.After a while, he stopped suddenly, turned around and went down the steps, and just walked straight through the center of the hall.When he got to the door, he turned around and shouted: "Back the court!" He didn't stop on his feet, and disappeared outside the palace door after a while.

Walking and running to the small courtyard where Yuan Zhao lived, Yuan Ziyou only felt stuffy in his chest and aching in his head.When I got there, I saw the gate of the courtyard was wide open, and there was no one guarding the gate, only four or five servants were left carrying things back and forth.

Yuan Ziyou pushed them away and rushed in.

The yard is no different from two days ago, and so are the pavilions inside—it was empty, gray and lifeless.

Several servants looked at him a few times, recognized that it was the emperor's attire, and came over to kowtow in fear.Yuan Ziyou looked around as if he hadn't seen it, and shouted loudly, "Xizhi! Xizhi!"

A bold servant stepped forward and interjected, "The emperor is looking for the maidservant who will serve the young master?"

Yuan Ziyou stopped when he heard the words, turned to look at him, and did not speak.

The man was stunned by his stare, but he continued respectfully: "The little master fell into the water because she didn't take good care of her. The general blamed her and ordered her to be executed."

"...execution?"

"Return to the emperor, the guards on patrol last night discovered the accident and reported it immediately. The general was furious when he heard the news, and ordered the execution on the spot."

Yuan Ziyou grabbed the man's arm: "Where is he? Where is he now?"

"Now? Does the emperor mean the corpse? It has been buried, buried."

"...Buried." Yuan Ziyou nodded with dull eyes, and slowly let go of his fingers.

After a while, he repeated it again: "Buried..." Then he turned around and faced the hall door of the hall.

The door was slightly opened, and it was dark behind, and there was no one there.