Chapter 130: Emperor's crash

The first thing Sheng Jiayan did after returning to the capital was to send elite soldiers to surround the imperial city.
Rows and rows of black knights stood outside the imperial city with a sharp knife in the autumn wind and drizzle. Like a wall that was impervious to wind, the wind and clouds rolled up by the royal family were blocked inside the wall.
After entering the palace, he went straight to the Yangxin Hall, where he saw the King Xiang who was working with the imprisoned army.
"Your courage, I heard that the emperor's body is embracing him. As a prince, how come I don't come to visit? Even if I can't go in, my mother concubine's utterances can't go in? Know that usually the emperor doesn't Comfortable, my mother-in-law is on the side!" King Xiang today is different from usual. He used to love bright colors on weekdays, but today he wears a heavy navy blue, which makes his gloom more and more, and it is not too much to the color of the head.
When he had just finished speaking, he saw the imprisoned soldiers bow their heads together. King Xiang would look behind him. Sheng Jiayan was standing not far away, and his black eyes were horrible. Even King Xiang and other people from the evil instincts couldn't help but shiver. He avoided looking directly at Sheng Jiayan and shouted: "Four younger brother."
King Xiang ranked third, and Sheng Jiayan was the fourth prince, so King Xiang's fourth brother shouted well. But Sheng Jiayan clearly didn't mean to empathize. He smiled and said, "What is King Xiang doing here?"
In the face of Sheng Jiayan's eyes, King Xiang seems to have become accustomed to it, and said truthfully: "I will pay a visit to listen to the father's old illness.
Sheng Jiayan nodded: "Your hard work will bring me to the father emperor, but you are neither a doctor nor a superintendent. Standing here is of no avail. Go back first. I will send someone to inform you of anything."
After all, Sheng Jiayan passed him straight and walked to the Yangxin Hall. King Xiang blocked his way, and Sheng Jiayan did not avoid it. Instead, King Xiang had to step back aside. The imprisoned soldiers succumbed to both sides, bowing their heads and welcoming the power regent king into the inside.
Who is the master and who is the servant at a glance.
"Right--" Sheng Jiayan stood on the white jade steps, and suddenly stopped, he turned back and said coldly: "If there is someone who has no summons and wants to break into the Yangxin Temple, he will be killed as a crime of rebellion. Report up again."
The forbidden army should be in unison, and dare not violate it. But King Xiang's face didn't look good.
Sheng Jiayan clearly embarrassed him in public!
Rao Shixiang was not willing to be reconciled anymore. Sheng Jiayan had already entered the Yangxin Hall. He did not stand in the cold wind for a while, so he turned around and left. Before leaving, he glanced grimly at the temple, his clenched fists never let go.
In the Yangxin Hall, there are layers of royal tents hanging around, full of medicinal fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose.
Sheng Jiayan saw the dying old emperor on the dragon couch and the queen sitting beside him.
The queen today wore Zhengyipin's Hundred Birds' Phoenix Robe. She used to seldom wear this when she believed that the Buddha lived in Jane. It is worn out every time it encounters a major event, to show the majesty and unmatched status of the queen.
On her head is a temple of 12 types of peony flowers. Today, the queen's dress shows her identity everywhere. Sheng Jiayan looked at her and silently saluted.
The queen's savvy eyes swept the long sword that Sheng Jiayan was carrying on her waist, and told the great beside the old emperor: "Fuquan, you must first withdraw."
Fu Quan hanged the news for the first time, and lifted his eyes to watch Sheng Jiayan.
Sheng Jiayan nodded slightly before he retired.
The queen was shocked, she knew that Sheng Jiayan's forces now penetrated the inside and outside of the field, but even the first class attendants around the emperor were his people. Does she still have a chance to win?
When only the old emperor, the queen, and Sheng Jiayan were left in the room, the queen seemed to laugh and smile: "Remember that the day you were born, the stargazer stared at night. You are an emperor star reborn. In the future, you will have to ascend to the throne. I hated it at the time, but I didn’t hate your mother, I just hated why you weren’t my son. Perhaps it was my enthusiasm for you that made the emperor feel wrong. He coldly lashed you and created him and Don’t care about your illusion, let everyone pay attention to you. Ha, I have to, the emperor’s heart is fierce, he is so cruel and indifferent to his biological son, I really admire him."
"The indifference to you on the surface has always been training you in secret. How come I never thought that a person with such deep thoughts would really forget the prophecy of the National Teacher. We all relax our vigilance against you before we can make you change That’s how it is today. Who dares to fight with you today? I’m afraid it may be that the mayfly shakes the tree, and you can’t control it. The days when you were suffering, my second prince just died early, and when I see you, I am pitiful and often make people Sending meals for you. Where can I find out today that I am not going to pity you again, but begging you to give me a favor and keep my son alive?"
Sheng Jiayan listened to her and finished with no expression on his face. He slowly walked over to the table and sat down, pouring a cup of tea on his own, asking something else: "How long will the emperor's father be."
"There are no more than three days." The queen stared at him closely, and the peony and gold hairpins on her head resonated with each other: "Jiayan, can you... keep Pinagawa's life. If you are afraid that I will be a terrier from it, after the emperor's big trip, I Will ask for burial and will not cause you any worries. Shinagawa will be honest and will never be your opponent. As long as I die, you don’t have to worry. All he has is the title of a prince. Won't win you, and will never pose a threat to you."
Sheng Jiayan's slender fingers brought the teacup to his lips. He wanted to drink it but didn't drink it. He lowered the teacup and said slowly: "I didn't intend to kill him. Or in other words, he The fate of my life is of no use to me. As long as I give an order, the people of Lushoujun will report that the prince has rebelled against the soldiers. Isn’t it easy to want his life?"
The words shocked the queen: "Is it you?" She asked with a trembling: "Officials of Lushou County, following your orders to seize food and starve tens of thousands of people?"
Sheng Jiayan has nothing to say, it is considered the default.
Yes, she should have thought of it. If there were no instructions from above, how could the gang of officials in Lushou County resist the disobedience and even kill the court officials. It turned out that Sheng Jiayan signaled from the back, that the poor prince actually handed over the token to a gatekeeper, and let him go to Lushou County with his own will. It turns out that all of this is his lead in the back!
The queen looked at Sheng Jiayan, only to realize that the handsome and handsome son in front of him was deeply frightened. As if he clenched his fists gently, he could crush the lives of several people.
"That's countless people. They have eaten because of one sentence of your homeless Yi Zi. In order to fight for food, there are countless tragedies. Haven't you always been just? You have done this kind of thing?" The Queen smiled bitterly. Ask out.
Sheng Jiayan didn't look at her, but only looked at the tea cup in his hand: "I won't do it today, and some people will do it. If you want peace of mind, you have to sacrifice a few people, since ancient times."
He picked up the teacup and walked to the back of the emperor, looking at her condescendingly: "For so many years, do you still want to repeat the trick?"
At the end of the speech, Sheng Jiayan's wrists tilted slightly, and a column of green tea poured down on the red carpet.
The Queen stunned a little, then laughed a little, and the louder the louder, the look seemed a little crazy: "You really remember, you really remember everything. It's hard for you to be silent for so many years, and the original has been enduring. My original thought was soft. Without killing you together, she left herself with such a scourge, ha, haha—" She looked up: "You are now in power and wanting to kill me is easy. Come, kill me and avenge your mother concubine."
Sheng Jiayan threw the teacup aside, the teacup fell on the smooth and icy ground with a crisp sound, rolled in a circle following the trend, and knocked on the ground.
"It's not enough to kill you. The concubine believed in others, and she would be poisoned by you. That's how she counted her lives."
Sheng Jiayan turned his head and looked at the outside, and he didn’t want to get entangled too much: "Even if the emperor dies in three days, please conceal it until ten days later. Without my order, the news of his death is not allowed in a single word. Spread it out. Otherwise Sheng Pinchuan will be buried with the emperor, you should understand what I mean."
The queen didn’t know when she burst into tears, and she spent the rouge gouache she threw up, leaving only a face that had been cut by the years. The fine lines in the corners of her eyes could no longer be hidden: "Yang Wang wants him to die three times, you dare to stay He went to Wuchang? If the emperor's dragon body is not buried in time, it will have a great impact on the national games. You will lose your life by doing this!"
Sheng Jiayan walked to the door and looked back weirdly: "Dare you dare, is it your fault."
He turned around and left. The door of the temple closed behind him.
The queen was sitting beside the dragon couch, listening to the sound of a little bit more dripping in the hall. Until one hand gently covered the back of her hand, she looked at her with tears in her eyes, but only saw the emperor's thin face because of illness. His cheeks were deeply sunken, his eyes were half open, and his lips were closed, what seemed to be.
The queen listened closely, only the old emperor heard--
"If you are a big event, you must first have a low sentimentality, and he is doing the right thing. I can rest assured of this river and mountain."
The queen closed her eyes and tears fell down her cheeks.
"A Ying -" The old emperor slowly called the queen's boudoir: "You let it go, Fuquan, I left a title deed of Zhuangzi. After my big trip, you will take the name of Shinagawa and go incognito. Someone beat Zhuangzi. Reason, enough for your two mothers for the rest of their lives."
The queen cried silently, and she mourned and wept at the old emperor's hand. The old emperor raised his hand on top of her hair. There was a moment of appeasement. I didn't know how long it had passed. The emperor's hand fell down weakly, and the empress changed from crying into a repressed cry.
Their husband and wife, who used each other's calculations for a lifetime, finally put down all the foresight at this moment. With the death of the old emperor, she was not the usual strong and dignified queen at this time, just an ordinary woman who had just lost her husband.
The one hundred bird phoenix robe on her body was specially sewed for her when the old emperor registered her as a queen.
It is the only one-piece phoenix robe embroidered by the craftsman.