Chapter 79: Epilogue (below)

"My mother is not afraid."
Yan Xiaohan walked in from the door and saluted her. Yuan Zhen closed the door, walked to the royal couch, and looked down at Emperor Changzhi.
Fu Ling recognized Yan Xiaohan. She had a very complicated perception of this man, knowing that he had helped himself, but hated that he had defiled his elder brother, and he was also a thief with a guilty conscience, so his tone was slightly cold and flustered: "What are you doing?"
"Let's help you," Yan Xiaohan said calmly, "you are the mother of a prince, and it's better not to get tainted with the scum of a prince."
Fu Ling suddenly said: "You ..."
"Niangniang forgot? Someone who has Weichen around you." Yan Xiaohan lifted the lid of the incense burner and spilled a new fragrance into it. Then he explained without hesitation: "Even if you don't need to do it, the emperor's limit is tonight. It's just a matter of stinking for thousands of years, let the minister do it, don't get your hands dirty."
The tone of his tone of speech was unreliable and reliable. Fu Ling stared blankly at the filial piety on his body, unable to believe that at the same time as the sudden realization, he murmured: "The emperor's illness ... was you planning for it? Is it ... for him?"
The cold aroma diffused with the white smoke spit from the animal's mouth, diluting the decaying medicinal gas and the fragrant warm fragrance in the room, people seemed to walk from the room into the snow and ice all at once.
Emperor Changzhi on the couch had convulsions in his limbs, shortness of breath, and a spitting sound in his throat.
"It's for him, but it's not all because of this incident," Yan Xiaohan smiled. "Didn't the maiden find out? Since the emperor has arrived in Beijing, he has never had a son-in-law."
Since the incident of Xue Shufei, Yan Xiaohan has realized that Emperor Changzhi is an unreliable and affectionate man. The status of the queen and prince is at stake. So after Emperor Changzhi returned to Beijing, he secretly ordered Yuan Zhen to take medicine in the emperor's tea.
At that time, tea drinking was the style, and Emperor Changzhi loved tea in particular. It was by virtue of his skill in making tea that Yuan Zhen got the emperor's eyes. Yan Xiaohan gave him a herbal resemblance to the shape of tea leaves and similar smell, which was toxic and easy to kill sperm. Emperor Changzhi drank this kind of "avoiding tea" for several years, and it turned out that none of the dragon species remained.
This medicine has a heart-strengthening effect, and it is easy to cause symptoms similar to heart disease when it is combined with the purple scent that Yan Xiaohan just ordered. The doctor did not diagnose the poisoning, and still gave Changzhi Emperor a heart-strengthening drug. Over time, the disease becomes more and more severe, and at this stage, it is a long time ago, but it is just suffering.
Yan Xiaohan originally planned to slow down, wait for the prince to grow up, and then let the emperor Changzhi suffer from a heart attack and die. The situation is pushing into an irreparable situation.
Fortunately, what he excels at is the Jedi counterattack.
"The night is still long. I'm guarding here. The mother will go to rest first. Tomorrow is busy." Yan Xiaohan turned to the who was silent by the door. "Yuan Zhen, send the queen to the side hall."
The snow is still falling, the deepest night has come, and soon after, it should be morning light and dawn, and the snow is dawning.
Fu Ling was "invited" into the side hall indiscriminately. She was lying on the couch with her clothes, and her thoughts rolled into an indissoluble mess in her mind, and she fell asleep until the dawn.
In the dimness, there seemed to be a chirping bell in the distance. She stepped on the air in her dream, and
wow
in her heart, and woke up suddenly.
There was silence all around, and the outside was still dark, Fu Ling sat up from the couch, breathing disorderly, feeling that his heart was still beating wildly uncontrollably. At this moment, someone outside knocked gently on the door, and Yuan Zhen's voice came across the door panel: "Are the mother-in-law awake? Master Yan sent a slave to ask, would you like to see her last?"
Fu Lingru was struck by lightning, and two tears rolled down without warning in her eyes.
With a sore throat, she choked and choked and said, "Wait a minute, here it is."
When Fu Ling finished packing and came to the main hall, Emperor Changzhi had fallen into a coma. Many people were surrounded by the royal couch, eunuch, Qijulang, and imperial doctor, but Yan Xiaohan was standing aside far away, looking pale. It's not about yourself, but at this critical moment, you're walking away, like an outsider.
After the people had saluted, they made way, and Fu Ling knelt beside the royal couch, crying with tears: "The emperor ..."
Emperor Changzhi's eyelids jumped slightly, seeming to respond to her voice, but kept his eyes open. Fu Ling put his skinny hand into the palm of his hand and wept, "Your Majesty, rest assured, Chen Ye must teach Hao Huier, and live up to His Majesty's expectations."
Emperor Changzhi's fingers twitched a few times in her hand, the breath was weak like a candle in the wind. It is said that there will be a miraculous return of light before death. However, the imperial doctor held his breath for a moment. After all, Emperor Changzhi did not wake up anymore, and stopped breathing slowly under the attention of everyone.
"Mother's Day is sad."
I don't know how long, Yan Xiaohan stepped forward and whispered behind Fu Ling: "The emperor died."
As soon as this word came out, all the people in the Yangxin Hall fell to their knees on the ground. When Yan Xiaohan saw that Fu Ling was still in a daze, he had to say aloud, "Mother?"
Fu Ling blinked very slowly, blinked off the last teardrop in the corner of her eye, and stretched out her hand towards Yuan Zhen aside.
Yuan Zhen helped her up. Yan Xiaohan stepped back to one side, and Fuyi knelt down.
"The emperor ... crashed."
Fu Ling faced the empty hall, Zhu lips opened slightly, and his voice was hoarse and trembling, but he kept insisting: "Immediately send people to sue the public, the officials, the princes, and concubines, and close the palace gates and city gates, and martial law throughout the city. please--"
Before the word "new lord" was spoken, a loud cry came from outside the door: "Your Majesty died, why didn't you call me into the palace to hear the widow!"
I don't know who leaked the news. Outside the hall of raising hearts, headed by Xue Sheng, dozens of court officials gathered under the order, and King Zhaozhi's half-brother was also among them. Fu Ling walked to the temple with Yuan Zhen's help, and glanced coldly at the young or old faces, saying, "Your Majesty is always unconscious and there is no widow."
Xue Shengyi pointedly said: "Maybe there is, but the mother doesn't know."
Fu Ling said: "My son is the crown prince enshrined by the Holy Ghost, the crown prince of the kingdom, no matter whether there is a widow or a widow, is the new master of the world, what does Master Xue have to say?"
Xue Sheng sneered, opened the wooden box he carried with him, took out a roll of Minghuang imperial edict, and held it high in his hand: "Here is His Majesty's own widow. When he is seriously ill, he entrusts it to the old minister and will be made public after the Daxing!"
There was silence for a moment outside the hall, then fry the pan.
The queen said there was no widow, and the pet courtier said that the widow was in his hands. What does this mean? This shows that Xue Sheng's widow, the heir to the throne may not be the Prince!
Yan Xiaohan squinted a little, his fingers hidden under the robe sleeves clasped the knife, and began to seriously think about how to end Xue Sheng if he was killed on the spot.
Xue Sheng dare to come up with the decree, whether true or false, it shows that his heir to the throne was not the prince, but Wang Zhao who was hiding in the crowd. But according to the character of Emperor Changzhi, would he really let his own son do not want to, and instead hand Jiangshan to an unfamiliar stepbrother?
Before he could think about the results, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the distance. Two black horses galloped on the ground covered with frost and snow.
A long-lost voice exploded in the ears of everyone--
"The Supreme Lord is here! The ministers are here!"
Yan Xiaohan looked back suddenly, the wind was blowing, the night and the end of the snow, the slender figure with the morning light of the east and the west, gradually showing a clear outline in the field of vision.
The red martial arts robe, deep black sable fur, long sword hanging from the waist, full of vitality, like a of war came to the world, will the stars Linfan.
"Fu Shen!"
"General!"
"You haven't seen each other for a long time," said Yasukuni Fu, whose portrait still hung in the hall of Kirin, strangled in front of the hall, splashing a large cloud of snow and misty, and greeted everyone with a relaxed attitude.
Then he greeted Xue Sheng with emphasis: "Master Xue, don't you come here?"
Seeing the ghost day by day, Xue Sheng only felt that a basin of snow was pouring down, and the great cold and panic held his heart. He was horrified, half-faced, half scared, half trapped and beastly fighting, squeezing two words out of his teeth: "It's you ..."
"If you do n’t succeed, you ’re not dead, I ’m really sorry," Fu Shen smiled. "Master Xue is getting more and more prosperous. Shiba do n’t look at it for three days. Before, it was just poisoning. Now I have learned the false imperial edict. . "
"Blood spurting people!" Xue Sheng Lianzhu artillery said, "You and Duan Guihong secretly colluded, intending to rebel, and the conspiracy was found out by the emperor, and then he was ordered to get rid of you! The Fu family committed the crime of treason, and the queen is your blood relative. It is for this reason that the emperor entrusted the widow to me and wanted to pass it on to King Zhao! You traitor and thief dare to show up at this time! "
Fu Shen didn't get angry, just snorted: "Listen, don't you feel guilty, Master Xue?"
"If I'm really rebellious," he glanced at the ministers in front of the Yangxin Temple with a smile, and said, "It's your turn to yell at me here today? Don't say Jingcheng, you will live forever I was stuck in Jinling. "
"Lieutenant Li Xiaodong, confessor of the Zhengxi Army, has confessed. You instructed him to poison during the peace talks with Southwest China, and planted misfortune to Duan Guihong. I brought you to Dali Temple. The handprints on the confession are still fresh. Xue My lord, may you take your "decree" and go with him? "
In a few words, every word was shocking. The court officials in the northern Xinjiang first reacted and glared: "Old man! How dare you do such a bullying thing!"
Yan Xiaohan's imprisonment not far away made a gesture, Xue Sheng shouted loudly: "I'm the court official! No one can catch me without evidence!"
"I dare."
Fu Shen said coldly, "Where is the embargo?"
It is indeed the commander-in-chief of the perennial leader. This majesty is a deterrent, as if it collided with a stone. The left and right embargoes responded in unison, rushing into the sky: "The end is here!"
"Give me this traitor who committed the treason and escorted him to trial."
Fu Shen's words were murderous, and he said arbitrarily: "Fu has been in the army for ten years, and he has drank a lot of blood in his hands. Today, he is guilty of violent crimes. I believe I can't cut you chaotic thief!
The embargo was originally on their side. Upon hearing this, they suddenly emerged like tigers and wolves, swarming up, pushing Xue Sheng upside down, and dragging it out.
From Xue Sheng's stand up to his capture, the situation changed several times, all between the electric light and flint. Thanks to Fu Shen's remarks, the methods were simple, and a violent palace change was eliminated by him with a sharp knife. It is difficult for ordinary people to experience such a scene once in their lives. The ministers are silent, and it is difficult to return to God for a long time. No one expected that there would be such a bizarre turn. But when you think about it, you ca n’t help but produce a dust. Feeling.
The overall situation has been set, even if the decree of the emperor has not been read, the result is no longer suspicious.
Fu Shen is back. Under the world, who else can cross the Prince?
Yan Xiaohan stole the knife calmly, walked to Fu Shenma, handed him a hand, and asked, "How did you come here?"
This time, General Fu was finally not stupid, and he leaped forward without hesitation, and said, "I won't come. Will the old thief of Xue Sheng bully my sister, their orphans and widows?"
He glanced at Fu Ling sideways. Above the steps, the queen's tears couldn't stop.
Fu Shen sighed and calmly said, "Sorrowful."
He still had a roll of Ming and Huang imperial edicts. Yan Xiaohan kept holding his hand and refused to release it. Fu Shen glanced down and sighed in a low voice: "I said, Madam, you have a bit too much strength."
Yan Xiaohan: "..."
Fu Shen smiled and did not break free. He raised his hand and threw the imperial edict to the Cheng Fengjun who came with him, and said concisely: "Read."
Fu Shen heard the news that Emperor Changzhi was seriously ill, worried that Yan Xiaohan could not cope by himself, and secretly rushed back from the southwest to Beijing. Bei Yanjun had his own way in the palace. He entered the palace under Cheng Fengjun's response. He heard that the news was leaked in the middle. Xue Sheng and others were going to the palace. In case, he specially went to the emperor to ask the way. Intent, I did not expect that it really came in handy in the end.
"The Emperor of the Emperor Fengtian said:" I am the emperor ... "
Emperor Yuan Tai's abdication was forced by helplessness. To be honest, his vision and wrist were many times stronger than that of Emperor Changzhi. Fu Shenning would rather count on him than believe in the stupid thing of Emperor Changzhi.
According to the emperor's will, Sun Hui, the emperor's son-in-law, inherited the unification, but the new master was young, and the state affairs were still decided by the Yanying Hall.
Another Tian Fujun envoy Yan Xiaohan, Yasukuni Fushen, Gu Shanlu, a bachelor of Dongji Temple, Li Huayue, a bachelor of Guanhai Temple, and Xiao Tong, a bachelor of Jianning Pavilion.
At the end of the chanting, only two or two people standing side by side in the audience, such as Tengyun driving in the fog, suddenly boarded the highest place in the world.
Those who know the inside ca n’t help wondering that Yuan Taidi had done the most faint trick on Fu Shen and wished to kill him, but at the dawn of a new era, he seemed to let go of all his concerns and resolutely gave the greatest power Gongshou gave it to Fu Shen.
The emperor's heart, the sea-bottom needle, how he realized the epiphany, perhaps only Yuan Taidi himself knew.
"Did you finish reading? It's my turn." Fu Shen turned to Yan Xiaohan, with an inconspicuous smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his voice slightly, and said loudly, "Too high above the mouth of the emperor, Yan Xiaohan took over."
Yan Xiaohan gave a slight hesitation, released his hand, took a step back, and fell on his knees.
Fu Shendao: "If the new owner can assist him, he should do his best; if he doesn't, he can replace it."
There was silence in the snow.
With the exception of Fu Shen, everyone, including Yan Xiaohan and the Queen, were dumbfounded.
Yan Xiaohan? Why is Yan Xiaohan?
The sound of rustling in the ear was full of blood and rumbling. The sentence was like a bang, and Xiao Yanhan who played it didn't know where it was. He seemed to be suddenly thrown into an empty snowy field. He didn't feel a surprise.
What is this?
He lifted his eyes and looked at Fu Shen. The two eyes met in mid-air, and the corner of the man's eyes slyly curved, followed by the darkness in front of Yan Xiaohan's eyes, and a thick shadow passed over him, pressing him firmly. On the shoulder.
Fu Shen untied his sable and put it on him.
Yan Xiaohan was wearing a plain white shirt, kneeling in the snow with almost no figure, but was crushed by the dark sable fur, the surrounding red walls and yellow tiles, blue brick and white snow, and two people kneeling and standing in the snow ... I don't know why the whole scene suddenly became "dark in color".
Fu Shen bowed a little, stretched out a hand towards him, and gently reminded: "Master Yan, do you still have the purpose?"
His actions seemed to be a kind of ritual with the meaning of recognition and acceptance. The courtiers who were present in the north were more likely to understand the meaning and took the lead in kneeling.
"Keep your eyes on the Emperor."
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen courtiers in other places also knelt down.
"Chen ... Please obey the Holy Spirit. Be as bowy as possible and live up to your trust."
Yan Xiaohan stared at Fu Shen intently, and the man looked back at him.
Dawn is approaching, day is approaching, the wind stops snowing, the sun rises slowly from the distant sky, and the clear light reflects the fine snow on the glazed tiles. That figure, as if only a slight movement, can bring a gentle wave of eyes.
Sadness and joy, separation of life and death, tears of laughter and sorrow, twelve years of time, and the age of a river, all flow slowly in this instant of sight.
In this eye, there are his mountains and rivers, his home country is stable, and his white-headed and old-fashioned are dead.
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