Chapter 253: confusion

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Early the next morning, Xiao Jue did not return.
Xiao Jing also entered the palace, Bai Rongwei and He Yan stayed in the house. Bai Rongwei had a body, and He Yan didn't dare to worry about her, and didn't tell her more about the palace. After the maid helped Bai Rongwei to rest in the house, she sat in the yard by herself and waited for Xiao Jue to return.
When Xiao Jue returned, it was evening.
The sky was completely dark, the lantern was already lit in the yard, He Yan was sitting at the table reading absently, and when he saw him coming back from the outside, with a windy dew, his expression was a little condensed, and he got up and approached, asking: " How's it going?"
Xiao Jue placed Yinqiu on the table, took off his outer clothes, and said in silence: "The country will die in three days."
"So fast?" He Yan was surprised.
"Not only that, the emperor left an obituary before his death, four concubines in the palace, and twenty maidens were buried."
He Yan blurted out: "Impossible!"
Regarding the death of the emperor and the burial of the woman, there is indeed a record in the previous history. But this rule was abolished long before the first emperor ascended the throne, because Emperor Hezong at the time thought that the martyrdom was too cruel and was abolished. This is the abolished rule, not to mention that although Emperor Wen Xuan did not make much achievements in political affairs, but in the end it is still a kind of benevolent tolerance, and he will never make such a relic.
"Of the four concubines who were buried, there was Princess Lan." Xiao Jue coldly said.
He Yan suddenly understood, "Do you mean, this edict is fake?"
Emperor Wenxuan loved Lan Guifei for many years. Now that Emperor Wenxuan died, no one can protect him. You can use a fake edict to remove this nail.
"If the edict is false..." He Yan looked up at Xiao Jue, his eyes slightly moving, "Have you ever seen your majesty..."
Xiao Jue looked at her, "No."
He Yan felt a panic.
If you did not see your majesty with your own eyes, you would not know whether Emperor Wenxuan really passed away, if it was something else...
"I asked the inner attendant of the bedroom at that time. Before the emperor went to bed, he had seen four princes."
"It's so coincident?" He Yan frowned slightly, but if it was said that the four princes were fighting against the emperor, there was no reason at all.
"After the country was lost, it was the ceremony of ascending the throne." Xiao Jue sat down on the chair. "The prince is about to ascend the throne."
He Yan's voice sank: "This is not a good thing."
Before the emergence of the prince’s edict, the Emperor Wenxuan of the palace was driving, and the prince ascended the throne, not to mention whether the prince could hold this position. I was afraid that once the prince became the throne, the situation faced by the Xiao family was not optimistic.
Seeing He Yan's brow furrowed, Xiao Jue twitched her lips instead, comforting her and saying, "Don't worry, I will go to the palace of the four princes tomorrow."
"you……"
He didn't speak, only looked at He Yan calmly. In a moment, He Yan realized that she lowered her head and remained silent. After a while, she raised her head again and reached over the back of Xiao Jue's hand with a firm voice. Go."
...
Emperor Wen Xuan died, and the national funeral was held on the 27th. During the national funeral, courtiers banned banquets, drinking, and making fun. Choose a date and enter the tomb three days later.
In the middle of North Korea, there was endless quarrel over Emperor Wenxuan’s deceased burial. Among them, the most fierce opposition was naturally the four princes Guang Shuo and the five princes Guang Ji, only because Lan Guifei and Ni Guiren were in the martyrdom. Guangji was still young, only to know that he kept crying, and Guangshuo objected with Yu Shi and was dismissed by Guang Yan as "Edict of Bi Zun".
At the moment, it seems that Guangyan has won the place of Jiangshan, but things in the world are not clear for the time being. As long as there is no enthronement ceremony in one day, one day cannot be settled. Even if it really became the emperor and became an emperor, it was not unprecedented to be the emperor who was pulled down and replaced in the previous history.
Everyone in North Korea was in danger, and the wind clashed.
After the collapse of Emperor Wenxuan, Guangyan, as the crown prince, temporarily handled all matters for the DPRK and China. The first thing he did was to release the Uto messengers who had been put under house arrest. He also ordered the Utopia to be reconciled, and deliberately allowed the Utopians to open a field in Dawei.
As soon as the order came out, the pan was frying up and down.
If he had to do this before, the group of ministers would not be so strong even though they were opposed. After the incident at the Star Tower, it became very chilling to know that the Utopian wolf child's ambitions, and that Yan Yan still insisted on the Lord's Peace.
The folds of Yu Shi flew to the prince's desk one by one, and were all thrown into the pile of waste paper. Guang Yan seemed determined in this matter, and no one said it. The people in Shuojing City do not yet know the benefits, and most of the literary officials advocate moderation. Only the generals, each of whom is not angry, but has no choice-as early as many years ago, Xu Jingfu has reused the literary ministers of Emperor Wenxuan, and now the position of the generals, It is far less important than that of the literary minister.
In Shi Jinbo's mansion, Chu Zhao looked at the long letter in his hand.
A moment later, he clasped the letter in his hand, and the letter paper was crumpled into a ball, indicating his complicated and slightly angry mood at the moment.
He seldom had such a time, he saw it, and asked carefully: "Four sons..."
Chu Zhao threw the letter into the brazier and pressed his forehead.
Although he had long known that Guangyan was a nonsense idiot, he didn't expect that he would be so brave enough to be so brave. He clearly reminded Guangyan that the act of killing the king was undesirable, but Guangyan did so anyway. I'm afraid that Queen Zhang and her maiden family have also contributed behind their back, otherwise everything will not be so smooth.
"Four sons, three days after the emperor entered the emperor's mausoleum, the crown prince soon ascended the throne. Isn't it a good thing for the four sons?" After all, Xu Jingfu is now gone, and part of Xu Jingfu's people are under Chu Zhao's hands In a way, Chu Zhao is also a prince. Once the powerful chickens and dogs ascended to heaven, as long as the prince became the emperor, his four sons would only get better and better.
Chu Zhao laughed, with no temperature in his eyes. "He can't be the emperor."
He raised his head and looked at him: "This..."
"He is too anxious to wait. If there is no such relic, there may be a chance to turn over the matter, but the death of the deceased funeral just made him speed up his death." He said these things in his mouth. If you don’t believe it, you don’t have any cowardice in your eyes, as if you are talking about people who are not royal.
"That edict must be fake, but I don't know if it was the prince or the four princes. If it was the prince, he was not only stupid, but also smart and ridiculous. If it was the four princes..." Chu Zhao smiled slightly. , "Then Prince will not be his opponent anyway."
"You mean, before entering the mausoleum..."
"Lady Concubine Lan is going to be buried. The four princes will not allow this to happen. Before entering the mausoleum, he was afraid that he would not be able to stay in this position even before he was enthroned."
Even now, although the words he said were shocking, the expression did not see much waves. It seemed that he had expected everything in front of him.
Uneasy: "Four sons, if the prince is not worth following, what should I do now?"
Now I'm following the four princes, I'm afraid it's too late, not to mention that they have too few chips and have no capital to do transactions with the four princes.
Chu Zhao looked out the window.
It was already spring day, but the weather was still surprisingly cold. He originally followed Xu Jingfu. Without Xiao Jue, the wide extension that Xu Jingfu looked at, he might not be able to sit firmly in the position of the ninety-five. But without Xu Jingfu's extension, no matter how long, he is not Guangshuo's opponent.
Enemy enemies one day, suffering for several generations. Sometimes Chu Zhao would feel that he should thank Xiao Jue. Because of Xiao Jue, he was free.
But at the same time, he also lost everything.
Now with the extension, it is really a black road. But if I follow Guangshuo now... at most, he can only live a long life, and everything that Xu Jingfu gets will be lost instantly.
The cruelty of destiny for him is that the other path to the darkness is not light. Comparing the two, it is not that you can abandon one and choose another bright avenue, but it is only to measure the amount of loss.
He stood up, "I'll go to the Four Princes' Palace."
...
The night of Jinling is still as prosperous as ever.
Into the Yunlou, few people came because of the state funeral. The girls broke off the sound early and only sat in the building.
Hua Youxian also changed to a plain clothes. Although the state funeral doesn't force people to wear plain clothes, but at this juncture, it's better not to go wrong.
It was already dark. In the evening, the rain that had stopped once again began to fall again. Hua Youxian hid the last packet of red bean crisps just bought from Guangfu Zhai and hid under the eaves of a tea house on the banks of the Qinhuai River Shelter from the rain. Just standing, I glanced at the corner on one side, and came a familiar shadow.
"Master Yang?" Hua Youxian could not help but shouted.
The man looked sideways, the sandal-colored gown, elegant appearance, it is Jin Ming governor Yang Mingzhi.
Yang Mingzhi was shocked when he saw Huayouxian. He should have returned from outside. He did not bring an umbrella. His clothes were soaked for most of the time. After a little hesitation, he came over and stood beside Huayouxian, saying: " The fairy girl."
Hua Youxian smiled and looked out: "This rain will not stop after a while, or you can sit down and have a cup of tea here, and wait until the rain stops."
Yang Mingzhi thought for a moment, then nodded.
During the state funeral, he was in an official position and could not drink alcohol, so he ordered a pot of tea and a little snack. The tea house is next to the Qinhuai River. Open the window, and you can see the boat boat lights on the Qinhuai River extinguish. In this rain curtain, like a dark star in the night.
"It seems that every time I see Master Yang, it's a person." Hua Youxian smiled.
Although Yang Mingzhi was the governor of Jinling, he was different from the previous governor. He didn't like to travel, so that he worked as the governor of Jinling for a few years, and not everyone in Jinling City knew him.
Yang Mingzhi lowered his head and smiled, but did not speak.
Hua Youxian is a little curious. When she saw this young man in Ruyunlou, she was especially impressed by her experience of the world. Although Yang Mingzhi was not as stunning as that of Xiao Dudu, he was not as handsome as Young Master Yan, or as young as Master Yang, but among the young people, Qing Jun was also selected, quite a bit of good spirits. After meeting again, although he was already the governor of Jinling, he watched but was silent for a while.
"Master Yang knows that Master Xiao Xiao was married not long ago." Hua Youxian took the tea and took a sip. "Slaughter Tong Cailian sent someone to the congratulatory gift. Master Yang is busy on business and should not have time to see it. , Master Xiao looked indifferent and inhuman, but she was very kind to the girl He."
Thinking of this, Hua Youxian also had some emotions. At that time, she saw that He Yan was a daughter, and Xiao Jue took care of He Yan a lot, but did not expect that the two would tie the knot so quickly. It seems that the fate is really wonderful, if the right person does not need ten or eight years, it is enough to try out the sincerity.
Yang Mingzhi looked down at the tea cup in front of him and paused before saying: "Yes."
But my heart is not as calm as it seems.
In fact, Xiao Jue did not invite him. Of course, he didn't think he would receive Xiao Jue's invitation. As early as many years ago, his brother's friendship with Xiao Jue was almost gone.
then……
Yang Ming's side looked at the river water outside the window. The river was icy and cold, and the boat carrying the water slowly flowed to it many years ago.
Many years ago, at that time, he was still a student of the Xianchang Pavilion. He did not know the sinister world, nor did he know the sufferings of the world. He has friends who truly appreciate, like-minded and generous. He also believed that the friendship of young people for a long time.
Until the Xiao family had an accident.
He was so anxious, promised to help, and went home to find his father, but he never expected that he always praised Xiao Jue's father in front of him, but refused his pleading.
At that time, Yang Mingzhi was extremely puzzled. He knelt down and begged, probably because his attitude was too firm. Lord Yang finally succumbed, and finally revealed the truth to him.
It wasn't until that time that Yang Mingzhi knew that his father had always been Xu Jingfu's. The whole Yang family went up and down, under the care of Xu Jingfu.
"If you helped him, you hurt the Yang family." The father stood in front of him and shook his head. "You choose it yourself."
The teenager fell to the ground, his eyes blank. He didn't understand how his father who taught himself the deserving righteousness, how could this be? If his home education from elementary school is nothing but words on paper, what exactly has he insisted on over the years?
No one can answer him.
He was determined by Xiao Jue. He chose his family. Similarly, he also thought that he was no longer eligible to be Xiao Jue's "friend."
Later, he went to the university for scientific research, and did not stay in Shuojing. He deliberately went to Jinling. He could not face the Yang family or face himself. It can only be here, in the original place that I traveled with the classmates of the Xianchang Pavilion, pretending to be the young man with good intentions and evil in mind.
But until they met with Xiao Jue again, Yang Mingzhi suddenly discovered that Xiao Jue, Lin Shuanghe, and Yan He hadn't changed, only their own. They still went to the Yunyun Tower together, drinking and talking, but they no longer felt like they used to be.
In the old days...
In the old days, a huge mountain that slowly rose in the flat, unconsciously, was already insurmountable, and the two sides were vast.
Hua Youxian seemed to see the passing sorrow in his eyes, paused, and finally changed his head, saying: "Now that His Majesty is down, His Royal Highness allows the Uto people to open a discussion in the Great Wei, Jinling is prosperous. , If you are interested in Jinling..."
Yang Ming turned back and shook his head and said: "The question field will not be set in Jinling."
"grown ups……"
"I will stop." Yang Mingzhi smiled, "If I were the governor of Jinling."
In fact, since the accident with Xu Jingfu, the Yang family sent him a letter. Teach Yang Mingzhi to look for Xiao Jue, seeing Xiao Jue and his old friendship, asking Xiao Jue to show mercy, Yang Mingzhi didn't pay attention. Everyone should be responsible for his own choice, just as he chose his family, and the Yang family chose Xu Jingfu.
After seeing him ignore it, Emperor Wenxuan died again. The family who wanted to stay in Beijing should have made new choices in the shortest time.
But he can't.
In the past few years, Yang Mingzhi stayed in Jinling to pay off his debts. Now that this is the time, he does not intend to continue to do things against his own heart.
The opening of the questioning field has great harm to the Wei people, but no advantage. Once those Uto wolves have ambitions, once they enter Jinling, who knows what they will do to the people. This is to lead the wolf into the room. The court officials and court officials stood high, thinking that the fire would not burn themselves, and were indifferent.
But once the fire is raised, no matter whether it is a high-ranking official or a common people, it will naturally be treated equally.
He knew very well that, besides a few brave imperial histories, there should be few literary officials who dare to object at this time. Yang Mingzhi also understood that when his performance appeared in the palace of Guangyan, his career as Jinling governor should have come to an end.
Maybe you will lose your life? Maybe it will still affect the family? But what about that?
When I was young, I read, "Being honest with one's heart, being honest with oneself, being loyal to oneself, respecting oneself with oneself, believing in one's affairs, believing in one's affairs, one's forgiveness, one's respect for one's affairs" At that time, the teenagers at Xianchang Pavilion were eager to try. Everyone thought they could do it, and they could be good officials. How many people would insist on it for many years?
The teenagers have the courage to resist all injustices in the world. They always think that when the mountains are restored, they will eventually bloom, but after a long time, they gradually become helpless and drift away.
Just like himself.
Less ambitious, long and obscure, and eventually die with the vegetation.
"Little Master," Hua Youxian called him with a smile.
Yang Mingzhi raised his head.
"If it is the governor of Jinling, it is Master Yang, and if he is not the governor of Jinling, it is Master Yang." The beauty on the banks of the Qinhuai River is like the memory of all kinds of styles, and the tea pot in front of him is held up. Where did the young master live? They were all heroes who were envious and ruthless in Ruinlou."
"Jinling City will get better and better, so young masters must not be pretentious." The friend's voice is soft, as in the old days, tolerance includes his past struggles and unbearable, such as the heavy fog and mist on the Qinhuai River After that, it was still a pool of spring water and silk bamboos singing lightly.
He bowed his head, and after a long time, he smiled, then raised the teacup in front of him, and touched the teacup of the old man in front of him.
"You are right," he whispered: "It will get better and better."