The eighth prince suddenly made an attack. The emperor lying on the bed couldn't call for help. He blocked the sword with his body and his arm was cut. In a flash, the emperor shouted loudly, "Come here! Escort! Come here! Escort!"
The palace guards who had just retreated swarmed in again.
"It's just in time! King Zhongshan intends to assassinate him, so we haven't arrested him yet!" The eighth prince immediately threw away his dagger, pointed at Tu Geng and angrily reprimanded him.
The situation at the scene was clearly seen by the maid guards. Tu Geng was covering his arms in front of the dragon bed, and the dagger dropped by the eighth prince was still at his feet, but... just experienced the prince's rebellion, everyone was full of fear Conspiracy theories are suspicious to everyone.Even if the eighth prince lied, the emperor hasn't spoken yet.Now that the eldest prince and the second prince are dead, and the fourth prince and the seventh prince are determined to conspire against each other, no matter how you look at it, only the eighth prince has the greatest possibility of ascending to the throne, and no one is willing to take the risk of being the first bird.
The guard Gong'e was silent for a while, waiting for His Majesty's verdict.
Tu Geng silently got up from the dragon bed, stood aside, and waited for the emperor's verdict with an unusually submissive attitude.
"Father! Father!" The Eighth Prince knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly, his voice full of sorrow.There are no witnesses, and these guards can be strangled. Now the emperor can do whatever he wants, and the eighth prince knelt down and begged: "Father~ I am your only son now! Father!"
The emperor was half lying on the bed, coughing and crying, as if only in the name of coughing would he dare to shed tears in a fair manner.
The eighth prince had a good idea. He, a prince who was raised in the deep palace and grew up in the hands of a woman, could ruthlessly kill his father. Would the emperor, an iron-blooded emperor who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, cherish a little bit of blood?
The emperor wiped away the tears on his face and said: "The eighth prince committed an assassination, suppress it!"
"Father... woo..." The eighth prince wanted to say something, but the guards rushed up and gagged and dragged on.
"Your Majesty is tired, and I will take your leave." Tu Geng clasped his arms and bent down to signal, and quickly retreated. At the door, he met the chief executive who rushed over after finishing the matter, exchanged a few words of greeting, and emphasized many times to take good care of His Majesty.
When the chief executive opened the door and came in, he saw the emperor leaning against the bed rail in a decadent, exhausted state, as if he had lost all hope, with tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably.
Such a scene was exactly what Tu Geng was afraid of, not everyone was qualified to see the embarrassment of the emperor.The chief steward has served His Majesty since he was a child, and he followed His Majesty to conquer the north and south, and he also accompanied His Majesty to inherit the throne and rule the world.
The head steward took out a handkerchief to wipe the emperor's face. At this time, it was not the majestic emperor who was lying limp on the bed, but a poor father who had been betrayed by his sons.
"Old man~ Tell me, what are they doing this for?" The emperor sighed, fortunately he didn't need an answer, and said to himself: "How old is I this year, how long can I sit in this seat?" Years? Why can’t they wait, huh?! Father and son! This is father and son! They keep saying that I treat my disciple Geng better than them, but I can’t imagine that uncle will treat his nephew better than his own son. I just want to pamper Tu Geng and make them a whetstone. A king doesn’t even have this measurement? No, no, it’s not a matter of measurement, it’s because he can’t see the situation clearly! Tu Geng is Kang The posthumous son of Prince Su is still the first son. The legacy of the late prince and concubine is on him. Regardless of etiquette or situation, it is only natural to give him the throne! Who am I doing this for, not for them? None of the brothers have been knighted, and they just leave it to the new king to show his kindness and become the supreme under heaven, without even this little city and this little measurement!"
The emperor grabbed the hand of the chief executive and babbled, his mind had turned eight hundred times, thinking of the scene where the eighth prince stabbed him just now: Tu Geng blocked the sword with his body, he was certainly moved, but at this moment, suspicion was the main theme in the emperor's mind He didn't believe that Tu Geng was really so impartial.
"Check! You go and host it yourself! I want to see what those rebellious sons are thinking? Who is behind the scenes!" The emperor said viciously, no one who dared to plot against the royal family would have a hard time!Looking at the murderer from the final profit, Tu Geng, the empress, the surviving prince, the clan, and even the empress may all be the murderer!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not your fault that this old slave knows you. Leave the rest to this old slave. You should rest first. When you wake up, I really think the truth will be revealed." The thought of "It's not your fault" warmed His Majesty's desolate and tired heart, yes, how could it be his fault, he created this prosperous world, gave the prince the best temper, and worked hard to pave the way for them, The prince's rebellion was due to their unfilial piety, what happened was his fault!
The chief steward spoke softly, helped the emperor to lie down, tucked him in the quilt, saw that the emperor closed his eyes, and waved to the door, and the judge of the imperial hospital walked in lightly.As soon as he put his finger on the emperor's wrist, the emperor opened his sharp eyes and stared at the judge.Fortunately, the court judge knelt down and lowered his eyes, so he didn't see the emperor's eyes, otherwise he wouldn't be so frightened that his judgment would be affected.
"Your Majesty~" the chief steward called again softly, the emperor closed his eyes and let the court judge take his pulse.
The chief executive ignored the gestures made by the judge outside, and said softly: "Keep your voice down, let's talk here."
"Your Majesty is angry and hurts the liver. You should calm down and take care of yourself." The court judge was not a fool, and naturally knew that the emperor was listening.
The head steward nodded, and personally sent the court judge out to the corner of the main hall. The court judge lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty is getting old, and he takes good care of it on weekdays. Old and wealthy people are prone to strokes. Your Majesty's right leg is now I'm afraid I can't use it anymore."
"What should I do?" The chief executive was in a hurry, and now there are a lot of things waiting for His Majesty to deal with.
"The court situation is in chaos, the imperial mother's phoenix body is in violation of harmony, and the affairs of the inner palace can only be decided by the Chief Executive. Whether it's a lie or a lie, it's all in the Chief Executive's whim."
"What if you want to hide it, what if you want to say it?"
"If you want to hide it, your majesty's illness is bedridden. You can use soft stools and sedan chairs to walk around on weekdays. You don't need to strenuously use your majesty's legs and feet. Your majesty can still use his right hand for writing papers. As long as you and I don't tell the result, no third person in the world will know about it. If you want to say, I have a set of acupuncture techniques handed down from my ancestors, which can't cure the disease, but can alleviate it, and this needs the cooperation of Your Majesty." The court judge explained the medical theory in detail. , from his point of view as a doctor, of course the cure is good, but this is the palace, and in many cases, the truth is not within the scope of the nobleman's consideration.
The head steward thought to himself, the most important thing now is the health of His Majesty's dragon body, the mess is there, if His Majesty spreads bad news about the dragon's body, then...the court will be really chaotic!
"I'll go back first, and the Chief Manager will send someone over whenever he makes up his mind." The two of them standing at the corner were too conspicuous, and the court judged to resign calmly.
........................
Tu Geng resigned from the emperor and went back to Fuxi Hall. The place had been smashed to the ground long ago. Tu Geng looked at the mess, shook his head and smiled wryly: Is the eldest prince crazy?At such an important moment of forcing the palace to seize the throne, he actually had the heart to arrange for someone to smash up his Fuxi Palace. He and Wang Shuo were both in the main hall, why smashing an empty palace?This is how much he hates him to do such a stupid thing that harms himself and others!
The palace people have gone through a lot of changes, and they are tidying up carefully like quails, not daring to move their hands and feet too much, as if they would be chopped off if they moved away from their bodies.
After the bedroom was cleaned up, Tu Geng went in to wrap up his wounds. He was not seriously injured, but it was a simple trauma. The Eighth Prince didn't have the ability to wipe the dagger on his dagger. Now is the time when the Imperial Hospital is busy, so Tu Geng didn't bother Too medical.Although the most honorable male master in the palace at present, besides His Majesty, is him.
Tu Geng was busy dressing his wounds, Wang Shuo cooperated with Gu Shan to clean up the mess, and she was the only one who could stand up and preside over the affairs of the whole palace.Cooperating with Prince Yong, his wife and Princess Fuhui, he sent Princess Fuhui out of the palace, and told Princess Fuhui not to go back to the Princess Mansion, but to live directly in Prince Yong's Mansion.Prince Yong and his wife also meant the same thing. In this turbulent capital city, it is better to be careful.
For Wang Shuo to stay, there is naturally Tu Geng as a perfect excuse. Wang Shuo is accused of murdering the eldest concubine, the second concubine, and the grandson of the empress. .Gu Shan could only respectfully send Wang Shuo back to the inner palace, write this matter in the memorial, and ask His Majesty to order it.
After dealing with Gu Shan and everyone's orders, Wang Shuo didn't go back to Fuxi Hall, but went straight to the queen's bedroom.
Outside the queen's bedroom, there are many imperial guards protecting it. It just so happens that Tu Geng counts his words in front of this army of imperial guards. The former commander of the imperial guards, Jia Daishan, was seriously injured. bedroom.
Entering the inner hall, the queen was still ignorant and fell into a drowsy sleep. Wang Shuo took out two bottles of medicine from his sleeve, one for the queen to take orally, and the other for her to smell under the queen's nose. Soon the queen turned around. Awake.
"Your Majesty, you are awake. I am Wang Shuo, Princess of Zhongshan." Wang Shuo signaled a maid to serve the Empress Empress with tea, and said apologetically, "My Majesty, forgive me. I am pregnant and cannot serve myself. Please drink water first."
The queen asked calmly: "Why are you here, where are my servants?"
"Is Your Majesty asking about Bao Pu? The Eldest Prince conspired against him, and Marquis Kang Le helped him to abuse him. A sinful slave like Bao Pu who dared to poison Your Majesty was naturally taken down." Wang Shuoyu was shocked.
The Empress, who was supposed to be in a coma, but she knew nothing about it from the outside world, had a calm expression. She calmly waved away the strange maid who was feeding her water, and asked, "Has King Zhongshan become the final winner?"
"Not yet. The eldest prince, the second prince, and the eldest grandson of the emperor have passed away. The fourth prince and the seventh prince are in prison, and the eighth prince is imprisoned in the palace. But empress, don't worry, you are the mother of the current dynasty. Even if the emperor's grandson ascends the throne, you are still the emperor." Empress Dowager." Wang Shuo comforted without sincerity, and told her the news of the death of the princes.
"Really?" The Empress finally lost her composure and asked sharply, "What are you doing here? It's unnecessary to laugh at Bengong, who is a loner. Decades ago, Bengong was just that." Seeing Wang Shuo carelessly Looking at the expression on his face, he suddenly laughed at himself: "Come to mock in front of this palace, your style is not high~"
"Why do you have to suffer so much, why are you so lonely? You have a grandson like Marquis Kangle!" Wang Shuo reminded.
The palace guards who had just retreated swarmed in again.
"It's just in time! King Zhongshan intends to assassinate him, so we haven't arrested him yet!" The eighth prince immediately threw away his dagger, pointed at Tu Geng and angrily reprimanded him.
The situation at the scene was clearly seen by the maid guards. Tu Geng was covering his arms in front of the dragon bed, and the dagger dropped by the eighth prince was still at his feet, but... just experienced the prince's rebellion, everyone was full of fear Conspiracy theories are suspicious to everyone.Even if the eighth prince lied, the emperor hasn't spoken yet.Now that the eldest prince and the second prince are dead, and the fourth prince and the seventh prince are determined to conspire against each other, no matter how you look at it, only the eighth prince has the greatest possibility of ascending to the throne, and no one is willing to take the risk of being the first bird.
The guard Gong'e was silent for a while, waiting for His Majesty's verdict.
Tu Geng silently got up from the dragon bed, stood aside, and waited for the emperor's verdict with an unusually submissive attitude.
"Father! Father!" The Eighth Prince knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly, his voice full of sorrow.There are no witnesses, and these guards can be strangled. Now the emperor can do whatever he wants, and the eighth prince knelt down and begged: "Father~ I am your only son now! Father!"
The emperor was half lying on the bed, coughing and crying, as if only in the name of coughing would he dare to shed tears in a fair manner.
The eighth prince had a good idea. He, a prince who was raised in the deep palace and grew up in the hands of a woman, could ruthlessly kill his father. Would the emperor, an iron-blooded emperor who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, cherish a little bit of blood?
The emperor wiped away the tears on his face and said: "The eighth prince committed an assassination, suppress it!"
"Father... woo..." The eighth prince wanted to say something, but the guards rushed up and gagged and dragged on.
"Your Majesty is tired, and I will take your leave." Tu Geng clasped his arms and bent down to signal, and quickly retreated. At the door, he met the chief executive who rushed over after finishing the matter, exchanged a few words of greeting, and emphasized many times to take good care of His Majesty.
When the chief executive opened the door and came in, he saw the emperor leaning against the bed rail in a decadent, exhausted state, as if he had lost all hope, with tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably.
Such a scene was exactly what Tu Geng was afraid of, not everyone was qualified to see the embarrassment of the emperor.The chief steward has served His Majesty since he was a child, and he followed His Majesty to conquer the north and south, and he also accompanied His Majesty to inherit the throne and rule the world.
The head steward took out a handkerchief to wipe the emperor's face. At this time, it was not the majestic emperor who was lying limp on the bed, but a poor father who had been betrayed by his sons.
"Old man~ Tell me, what are they doing this for?" The emperor sighed, fortunately he didn't need an answer, and said to himself: "How old is I this year, how long can I sit in this seat?" Years? Why can’t they wait, huh?! Father and son! This is father and son! They keep saying that I treat my disciple Geng better than them, but I can’t imagine that uncle will treat his nephew better than his own son. I just want to pamper Tu Geng and make them a whetstone. A king doesn’t even have this measurement? No, no, it’s not a matter of measurement, it’s because he can’t see the situation clearly! Tu Geng is Kang The posthumous son of Prince Su is still the first son. The legacy of the late prince and concubine is on him. Regardless of etiquette or situation, it is only natural to give him the throne! Who am I doing this for, not for them? None of the brothers have been knighted, and they just leave it to the new king to show his kindness and become the supreme under heaven, without even this little city and this little measurement!"
The emperor grabbed the hand of the chief executive and babbled, his mind had turned eight hundred times, thinking of the scene where the eighth prince stabbed him just now: Tu Geng blocked the sword with his body, he was certainly moved, but at this moment, suspicion was the main theme in the emperor's mind He didn't believe that Tu Geng was really so impartial.
"Check! You go and host it yourself! I want to see what those rebellious sons are thinking? Who is behind the scenes!" The emperor said viciously, no one who dared to plot against the royal family would have a hard time!Looking at the murderer from the final profit, Tu Geng, the empress, the surviving prince, the clan, and even the empress may all be the murderer!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not your fault that this old slave knows you. Leave the rest to this old slave. You should rest first. When you wake up, I really think the truth will be revealed." The thought of "It's not your fault" warmed His Majesty's desolate and tired heart, yes, how could it be his fault, he created this prosperous world, gave the prince the best temper, and worked hard to pave the way for them, The prince's rebellion was due to their unfilial piety, what happened was his fault!
The chief steward spoke softly, helped the emperor to lie down, tucked him in the quilt, saw that the emperor closed his eyes, and waved to the door, and the judge of the imperial hospital walked in lightly.As soon as he put his finger on the emperor's wrist, the emperor opened his sharp eyes and stared at the judge.Fortunately, the court judge knelt down and lowered his eyes, so he didn't see the emperor's eyes, otherwise he wouldn't be so frightened that his judgment would be affected.
"Your Majesty~" the chief steward called again softly, the emperor closed his eyes and let the court judge take his pulse.
The chief executive ignored the gestures made by the judge outside, and said softly: "Keep your voice down, let's talk here."
"Your Majesty is angry and hurts the liver. You should calm down and take care of yourself." The court judge was not a fool, and naturally knew that the emperor was listening.
The head steward nodded, and personally sent the court judge out to the corner of the main hall. The court judge lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty is getting old, and he takes good care of it on weekdays. Old and wealthy people are prone to strokes. Your Majesty's right leg is now I'm afraid I can't use it anymore."
"What should I do?" The chief executive was in a hurry, and now there are a lot of things waiting for His Majesty to deal with.
"The court situation is in chaos, the imperial mother's phoenix body is in violation of harmony, and the affairs of the inner palace can only be decided by the Chief Executive. Whether it's a lie or a lie, it's all in the Chief Executive's whim."
"What if you want to hide it, what if you want to say it?"
"If you want to hide it, your majesty's illness is bedridden. You can use soft stools and sedan chairs to walk around on weekdays. You don't need to strenuously use your majesty's legs and feet. Your majesty can still use his right hand for writing papers. As long as you and I don't tell the result, no third person in the world will know about it. If you want to say, I have a set of acupuncture techniques handed down from my ancestors, which can't cure the disease, but can alleviate it, and this needs the cooperation of Your Majesty." The court judge explained the medical theory in detail. , from his point of view as a doctor, of course the cure is good, but this is the palace, and in many cases, the truth is not within the scope of the nobleman's consideration.
The head steward thought to himself, the most important thing now is the health of His Majesty's dragon body, the mess is there, if His Majesty spreads bad news about the dragon's body, then...the court will be really chaotic!
"I'll go back first, and the Chief Manager will send someone over whenever he makes up his mind." The two of them standing at the corner were too conspicuous, and the court judged to resign calmly.
........................
Tu Geng resigned from the emperor and went back to Fuxi Hall. The place had been smashed to the ground long ago. Tu Geng looked at the mess, shook his head and smiled wryly: Is the eldest prince crazy?At such an important moment of forcing the palace to seize the throne, he actually had the heart to arrange for someone to smash up his Fuxi Palace. He and Wang Shuo were both in the main hall, why smashing an empty palace?This is how much he hates him to do such a stupid thing that harms himself and others!
The palace people have gone through a lot of changes, and they are tidying up carefully like quails, not daring to move their hands and feet too much, as if they would be chopped off if they moved away from their bodies.
After the bedroom was cleaned up, Tu Geng went in to wrap up his wounds. He was not seriously injured, but it was a simple trauma. The Eighth Prince didn't have the ability to wipe the dagger on his dagger. Now is the time when the Imperial Hospital is busy, so Tu Geng didn't bother Too medical.Although the most honorable male master in the palace at present, besides His Majesty, is him.
Tu Geng was busy dressing his wounds, Wang Shuo cooperated with Gu Shan to clean up the mess, and she was the only one who could stand up and preside over the affairs of the whole palace.Cooperating with Prince Yong, his wife and Princess Fuhui, he sent Princess Fuhui out of the palace, and told Princess Fuhui not to go back to the Princess Mansion, but to live directly in Prince Yong's Mansion.Prince Yong and his wife also meant the same thing. In this turbulent capital city, it is better to be careful.
For Wang Shuo to stay, there is naturally Tu Geng as a perfect excuse. Wang Shuo is accused of murdering the eldest concubine, the second concubine, and the grandson of the empress. .Gu Shan could only respectfully send Wang Shuo back to the inner palace, write this matter in the memorial, and ask His Majesty to order it.
After dealing with Gu Shan and everyone's orders, Wang Shuo didn't go back to Fuxi Hall, but went straight to the queen's bedroom.
Outside the queen's bedroom, there are many imperial guards protecting it. It just so happens that Tu Geng counts his words in front of this army of imperial guards. The former commander of the imperial guards, Jia Daishan, was seriously injured. bedroom.
Entering the inner hall, the queen was still ignorant and fell into a drowsy sleep. Wang Shuo took out two bottles of medicine from his sleeve, one for the queen to take orally, and the other for her to smell under the queen's nose. Soon the queen turned around. Awake.
"Your Majesty, you are awake. I am Wang Shuo, Princess of Zhongshan." Wang Shuo signaled a maid to serve the Empress Empress with tea, and said apologetically, "My Majesty, forgive me. I am pregnant and cannot serve myself. Please drink water first."
The queen asked calmly: "Why are you here, where are my servants?"
"Is Your Majesty asking about Bao Pu? The Eldest Prince conspired against him, and Marquis Kang Le helped him to abuse him. A sinful slave like Bao Pu who dared to poison Your Majesty was naturally taken down." Wang Shuoyu was shocked.
The Empress, who was supposed to be in a coma, but she knew nothing about it from the outside world, had a calm expression. She calmly waved away the strange maid who was feeding her water, and asked, "Has King Zhongshan become the final winner?"
"Not yet. The eldest prince, the second prince, and the eldest grandson of the emperor have passed away. The fourth prince and the seventh prince are in prison, and the eighth prince is imprisoned in the palace. But empress, don't worry, you are the mother of the current dynasty. Even if the emperor's grandson ascends the throne, you are still the emperor." Empress Dowager." Wang Shuo comforted without sincerity, and told her the news of the death of the princes.
"Really?" The Empress finally lost her composure and asked sharply, "What are you doing here? It's unnecessary to laugh at Bengong, who is a loner. Decades ago, Bengong was just that." Seeing Wang Shuo carelessly Looking at the expression on his face, he suddenly laughed at himself: "Come to mock in front of this palace, your style is not high~"
"Why do you have to suffer so much, why are you so lonely? You have a grandson like Marquis Kangle!" Wang Shuo reminded.
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