: 1240, assassination

The emperor sat on the throne of the ninety-five, and he was tired.
The poisoning of him was not disclosed.
So until now, no one knows.
The toxin is eroding his body madly, so that his energy is declining, and the whole person feels extremely tired all the time.
The ministers’ quarrels in their ears are as close as they are in the ear.
The imperceptible Chen Huangzi was led by the magistrate and stood on the side of the dragon chair.
The eight-year-old boy, for the first time, walked out of the small courtyard. His face was full of fearful colors. He was born like a baby goat in a wolf group. He was overwhelmed and bowed his head. Twisted at the corner of the clothes, even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
This appearance, falling in the eyes of the ministers, is even more unbearable.
"Your Majesty has the intention to establish a prince, but it is a major event. It should not be rushed. Maybe it should be in the early morning, so that the officials can discuss it. After all, the position of the prince is so big." The minister named Zheng Hao, utterly eloquent.
This person is a nephew of the Zheng Emperor, and the official residence is a product. In the middle of the DPRK, he has a good position.
"This is the case." Another minister named Yang Jia also said.
He is the younger brother of the harem Yang Guifei and has some energy in the army.
Everyone else is also the argument.
The emperor gradually felt that some of his powers were not strong, and even his eyes were black and his heart was more tired. So he waved his hand and said: "You all retreat, and you will discuss it tomorrow morning."
Several ministers, all of them retire.
Waiting until the Imperial Palace, a number of different official groups, suddenly became clear.
"Why are you so eager to stand up?"

Is it a dragon?

"Cautious."
"The son of the poor niece, who has no virtue and no virtue, how can he become a prince?"
"Just under the knees, there are no other children."
"After hearing the Queen, there is a foster child..."
"The empire has other princes, who can succeed, and also the royal lineage..."
A number of ministers, there are many discussions.
Zheng Hao looked indifferent, and quickly walked out of the palace, immediately recruited the confidant around him, so that he would re-enter the palace to see the Queen Empress, and his heart is also calculating, how to maximize the interests of Zheng in this matter.
In any case, the kind of niece that the prostitute was born must not be an emperor.
Yang Jia, the younger brother of Yang Guifei, is also the same idea.
There is also a noble and uncle, Gao Shengwei, who was a member of the high-ranking family. The owner of the high family among the four major families of Huangji Cliff began to arrange immediately after leaving the palace.
In the hall, the emperor sat on a dragon chair and was sleepy.
He fought hard and turned his head to look at Chen Huangzi.
Black hair and black eyes, unlike his, timid expression, are far from the image of his prince.
I am embarrassed.
"Do you really want to pass the throne of this pulse to other people?"
The emperor sighed in his heart.
"Come to come, let Chen Zizi stay, let's go to the high court and look forward to it. When tomorrow morning, bring together to participate in the dynasty, and spread the will, tomorrow morning, the issue is the candidate to determine the position of Chu Jun, regardless of other."
His voice is low.
Next to the big official said: "According to the purpose."
Then I took the Chen Huangzi down.
Not enough attitude is better. In any case, the prince of the civilians who have been thrown out has the possibility of inheriting the throne. Although this possibility is negligible, it is not afraid of 10,000.
When Chen Huangzi left, he turned his head and glanced at the emperor.
The eyes are clear, with a touch of worry.
Although he is young and dull, he is not stupid. He vaguely understands that this man who is tired on the dragon chair is his father.
Since birth, the image of the father, in his memory, is completely vague, you can remember it, you have never seen this high-ranking father, and the mother always tells him that his father is too busy, worrying about his home country. Big things, can't come to see him.
In the hearts of children, there will not be too much resentment, only expectations.
So when he vaguely felt that the father sitting on the dragon chair was very tired, this kind of tiredness showed a kind of suffocating breath, which made the little boy worry.
But soon, he left under the guidance of the eunuch.
Only the emperor noticed the kind of look that the little boy looked back.
I don't know why, his heart was touched awkwardly.
That is the look he has never seen before from others.
"Maybe it's a good boy, it's a pity."
The emperor couldn't help but smile.
He took the spirit to stand up, took out the pen and paper, wrote a letter, and exchanged a confession of absolute trust. He said: "You sneak out of the palace and give this letter to the wooden prince."
"According to the purpose."
The little raised the letter.
......
......
Li Mu was lying on the lounge chair in the living room of the front yard and looking at the stars.
When I came to the fairyland, it has been a great improvement for more than two years. Nowadays, there is little problem between the state and the state, and his identity is gradually established.
In his original plan, the next step was to continue the state war, and Dong Xuan Xianmen, Yi Jianzong, and Luo Yunzong were involved in the ancestral thirty-sixth of the advancement of the chaos of the world. Extinct.
Huangji Cliff is no exception.
It was only the news that Xia Jing suddenly brought, breaking his plan.
"The inheritance of a fairy king in Xianfeng is worth taking risks."
"Of course, the more important thing is that there is a clue to the sword Ding Hao."
"In that year, Shi Yu was in the process of guarding the battle of the Fa, and went straight to the fairyland. It should be related to Ding Hao. If you can catch this line, you can not only find Wang Shiyu, but should not be alone again."
In Li Mu’s heart, there has gradually been a decision.
He is going to participate in the battle for [Si Ming Xian Fu].
After Xia Jing left, he consulted some materials and learned that after the Xianlu era, the fairyland was divided into five continents, namely Nantianzhou, Dongshengzhou, Xijingzhou, Beiqianzhou and the central chaotic fracture area. .
The first four continents are now under the control of the power of Wanxian Mengxian.
The central area is the most beautiful and beautiful place in the past, and the territory is also the largest. It used to be the territory of the former celestial lord. Later, the fairy collapse occurred. This area is the center of the big bang, so this The most beautiful place in the film has become a forbidden place that is full of danger, death and murder everywhere.
It is said that this area is shrouded in chaos and annihilation storms. The uncontrolled cracks in time and space are enough to tear a king in a flash, even Xianjun and Xianhuang are not willing to enter.
Many of the immortal forces and powerhouses who resisted the rule of the Immortal Alliance of the Immortal League, the tenacious life is like a cockroach and a mouse, hiding in this area.
These people are collectively referred to as rebels.
The rebels took this dangerous area as their own base camp. After paying a huge price, they found some safe areas, stationed in it, and constantly guerrillas with the Xianting.
The sacred army of the sword and the emperor’s flag is one of the three largest in the rebels.
The other two rebel forces are the Imperial Army and the Imperial Army.
"The three most powerful chaos, it should be the army of Ding Hao, Ye Qingyu and Sun Fei, the three strongmen in the old gods... They have already come to the fairy world."
At this time, Li Mu finally had a clear understanding of the pattern of the fairyland.
His own identity is also a chaotic army.
"To be as quick as possible and chaotic joints."
This time, the competition for [Si Ming Xian Fu] is a golden opportunity.
Just thinking, Yuan Hao led a small to come in.
"Your personal letter, let the slaves hand over to the prince."
In front of the famous wooden prince, the was obviously a little awe, and his attitude was humility to the extreme.
"Oh?"
Li Mu stood up and looked at the letterhead solemnly. He quickly read it and fell into meditation.
For a moment, he nodded and said to the eunuch: "You will reply to your majesty, and tomorrow morning, I will go on time."
"The slaves are leaving."
The little came out from the house, and his clothes were soaked.
Although the wooden prince did not embarrass him, but the pressure that the arrogant and powerful people naturally released, has already made him cold and sweaty. No wonder the wooden prince can swept the East Xuan Xianmen invincible. It is really terrible and unfathomable.
Li Mu was in the hall and returned to the lounge chair again.
"The emperor's body poisoning has actually developed to such an extent, and the gods have been eroded. It has been a long time, which is unexpected."
Li Mu was quite surprised.
He has not seen this before.
If the emperor dies, it will have a certain impact on Li Mu’s plan.
The succession of the throne has become somewhat subtle.
Li Mu meditated.
Suddenly, his look moved slightly.
"There are a few little mice that come in."
In his eyes, a touch of fine jumps.
......
In the firewood yard.
"In the past, the gods, the ancestors, please be sure to bless Chen, safely back, the little girl Yin Pinger, willing to pay any price."
The young and beautiful maid still kneels on the ground, hands clasped together, facing the moon, praying devoutly.
Suddenly, a figure, as fast as lightning, crossed the wall, a sword light, stabbed the poor maid.
Under the rush of the maid, she made some reactions, tumbling against the ground and escaping the sword.
After all, she is still a slave to the wonderland.
The person who came to assassinate her is not very strong, but only the peak of slavery.
"Who are you? Why kill me?"
The little maid turned back and asked aloud.
The voice spreads out, and the guards who are guarding the outside door must be able to hear it.
Under the shadow of the moon, a masked black man shrouded in a black robe, holding a sword in his hand, slowly approaching.
"Oh, you don't have to worry about it, the people outside will not take care of you." The black killer sneered, Jianguang flashed the cold light of Sen Han under the moon, killing the machine.
The heart of the little maid sinks into the ice cave.
"My son... How is he? He is still alive, right?"
At the moment of life and death, her first reaction was not her own safety, but the life and death of her son.
"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, wait for you to die, you will soon see your son... Your mother and daughter will soon be reunited."
The black killer is cold and authentic.
This sentence makes the little maids feel confused and screams into fear.
This is the moment.
The black killer re-swords.
He stimulated the little maid with words. Waiting for the moment of chaos, he must strike the enemy, so as not to delay. After all, this is the former royal palace, closer to Xiaoyaoju. It is near the residence of the wooden prince, and it is possible to make too much noise. Will be outside the branch.
This is also one of the reasons why the above will send him a small slave fairy, not the other powerful players of Feixian and Xianxian.