crossing with green hills

I have always known how to repay you, and I will definitely bury you in a grand manner, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, as a filial son and grandson, and send you off comfortably for the last time. "

"Now!"

Zhao Mian's eyes signaled that he had grown up with him, his great companion who had experienced wind and rain, and asked him to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so that the old emperor who was struggling in front of him could write the imperial edict.

Compared with forgery, the one written by the previous emperor is justifiable, and Zhao Mian can convince those stubborn old people more confidently.

The nature of his conspiracy tonight will also change accordingly, and the pressure behind him will also decrease accordingly.

He was born in a royal and noble family, and he received a superior education since he was a child. Although he was forced to make it this far, he was more voluntary and had some skills himself.

Naturally, I know that the current situation and how to do it will be in my best interest.

However, the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall.

Looking at his big companion who ignored his orders and just hurriedly knelt down on the ground, crying, Zhao Mian's eyes were cold, and he felt bad in his heart.

"You dog slave, you dare to betray me after eating the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

As he said that, he stepped forward in stride, facing his personal servant, he was just a heart-warming, merciless shot.

"The slave's friendship with his master can be learned from heaven and earth, and his loyalty is undeniable. Even if the slave's life is immediately killed, it will be the same."

Kicking at Zhao Mian, the eunuch with a dejected and sad face did not dodge or evade. After staggering to the ground, he swallowed the scarlet wetness in his throat, and crawled up to Zhao Mian with both hands and feet, with a look of excitement and determination:

"But the slave is a person without roots. What he cares most about in his life is the master and his family. In the past 20 years, the slave devoted himself to serving the master and devoted himself to the Lord. Now, the slave is selfish for a while. For my little nephew whose parents both died, only I'm sorry grandpa."

Touch~~!

After kowtowing several times vigorously, the eunuch raised his head, revealing his bruised and bleeding forehead, turned his head and said, "I hope the officials will not forget the promise they made to the slave."

Song Ningzong nodded and remained silent.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Mian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened instantly, he grabbed the eunuch's collar, his expression was agitated, he was panting heavily, and asked loudly, "What's going on?"

Smiling miserably, the eunuch showed regret and guilt, "Master, the officials already knew that it's over, it's over from the beginning."

"Ah~~!"

boom!

The eunuch, who was abandoned in his shoes, had blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth, and stared at it with deep eyes. Zhao Mian, who had already fallen into a half-crazy state, said, "Master, this servant has been on the saddle for you all his life, so let's take a step first, and wait for you." When you arrive at Yincao Difu, if you don't dislike me, I will serve you wholeheartedly."

Before he finished speaking, he hit his head against the pillar, his brain burst, and he was looking for his own death.

"He is loyal, but unfortunately, he followed the wrong master."

Song Ningzong looked at Zhao Mian, who was in a state of confusion below, and sighed leisurely, "You are still so irritable and irritable!"

Outside the palace, there was a lot of hissing and clamoring, and at some point, it had disappeared, and the flags and drums had died down.

"You knew it from the beginning?"

The voice from above was audible, which made Zhao Mian wake up suddenly, with a pair of eyes, fixedly staring at the top, the figure, gnashing his teeth, asked.

"Yes!"

"You lured me into the game on purpose?"

"Yes!"

"Why didn't you stop me in the first place, instead, it took a lot of trouble?"

"In order to paralyze you...not...to be precise, in order to convince the officials and forces behind you, you will automatically show your feet and jump into the urn.

And you... are nothing but a puppet they support and an object to use. "

"No... this is impossible!"

"idiot!"

Song Ningzong didn't bother to waste any more words, his time was approaching, he should have been lingering on the sick bed, but now he was "safe and sound", it was just a show.

There is a saying that Zhao Mian said quite rightly, "He is destined not to survive tonight!"

Time is limited, so I won't waste it on this idiot.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he called someone to take it down, temporarily put it in prison, and leave it to the new emperor to deal with.Unexpectedly, a dagger with a cold light stabbed directly at Song Ningzong's chest.

"Even if I die, I won't make it easier for you!"

"Escort! Escort!"

Clang~~!

"puff!"

The sudden change was unexpected, Song Ningzong's face changed drastically, he turned sideways, and hurriedly avoided the fatal knife, but his left arm was still cut by the sharp blade.

Blood flowed down, soaking his clothes in an instant.

Zhao Mian laughed and stabbed hard. Seeing the second knife go down, he could see life and death, but he was kicked from the side and flew out suddenly.

He fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth.

It turned out that at the critical moment, the general who rushed to rescue finally arrived.

Zhao Mian's sudden outburst was eventually suppressed.

"Your Majesty! Hurry up, imperial doctor!"

"No problem!"

Song Ningzong waved his hand to stop the imperial doctor who was hesitant to speak. His family knew about his family affairs, so he knew his physical condition better than anyone else.

"Why? You know, I won't kill you!"

"Hahaha!" Zhao Mian's face was bloodstained, but he didn't care. He struggled to stand up straight, "Then, will he be imprisoned for life, or will he be imprisoned until death? ?

I bowed my knees and prayed for my whole life, but at the end of the day, I didn't want to linger on. This time, I want to control my own destiny. This is the reason for the rebellion and rebellion, and now it is also for this reason. "

Zhao Mian laughed recklessly, he was on the brink of failure, he had nothing left, no one and nothing to fear.

Like a gambler with red eyes, he has gone completely insane.

Looking at Song Ningzong with a gloomy face, looking around and surrounded by the imperial army, Zhao Yan was not afraid, smiled strangely, and said sarcastically:

"If what I expected is correct, the heir in the official family's heart is probably Zhao Yun, that poor boy?"