Killed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang and came back [Quick Transmigration]

"what--!"

In the next second, the middle-aged man who was the first to propose was already in a different place, and the blood on the ground was stained layer by layer.

The faces of all the people around who saw this scene turned completely pale, and they stepped back one after another. Many timid ones even lost their feet and collapsed on the spot.

"Jiang Aiqing!" A repressed rage sounded from above his head.

Jiang Jingyue's eyes were as dark as cold, sheathed the blood-stained sword with a clang, turned around and bowed to Jiang Huaiyu, who had a gloomy face, and bowed his fists.

"The imperial city is intoxicating with fine wine, and the minister drank too much. If I miss a moment, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Although the man said words of forgiveness, there was no expression of guilt on his face, not even a hint of drunkenness.

□□Naked provocation.

Jiang Huaiyu looked at His Majesty's bold and arrogant person, who didn't take him seriously at all, and wanted to make everyone's head drop, but...

"So that's the case. Jiang Aiqing likes the fine wine in the imperial city, come here,"

Looking at the next eunuch, Jiang Huaiyu said: "Reward the general with a hundred altars of fine wine."

"Yes……"

With a smile on his face, Jiang Huaiyu cast his eyes down, "It is human nature for the general to lose his hand while drunk for the sake of Da Ao's hero. As the Son of Heaven, I will not blame the general for his small mistakes."

"I thank the emperor."

After the ceremony was over, the whole celebration banquet seemed to be just as it had started, with a slight smoke and intoxicating atmosphere, but compared to the crowds around Jiang Jingyue before, there was no one around him this time.

Just kidding, the pool of blood on the ground is still there, who dares to join the 'drunk' evil star now, in case he is cut off by a sword again, who can talk to him for reasoning.

"General, the little one should be damned, the little one should be damned." The little palace lady who accidentally spilled some wine turned pale, knelt down with a 'plop', and kowtowed.

Looking at the wine stains on his fingers with an unknown gaze, Jiang Jingyue shifted his unwavering and joyless eyes to the little palace maid who was lying on the ground trembling non-stop, probably feeling the gaze of someone, the little palace maid's expression His identity trembled even more.

Just when countless people around thought that the great general was going to commit another murder with wine, that person actually picked up the jug that the little maid had put on the table.

"Back off." After the words were flat and indifferent, Jiang Jing retracted his eyes more, poured wine for himself, and drank.

So, what did Li Shilang say wrong just now?This was the thought that popped into the minds of all the ministers present after seeing this scene.

Seeing Jiang Jingyue's reaction, and thinking about what Li Shilang said just now, Jiang Huaiyu's fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly.

Sure enough, you also admire him.

Thinking of the meat on his mouth becoming someone else's meal, and thinking of that person finally lying under someone else, Jiang Huaiyu, who squinted his eyes, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and there was a muffled 'bang'. The wine glass was placed on Ming Huang's case.

The little eunuch next to him immediately bowed down and filled Jiang Huaiyu's cup, and just as the little eunuch got up, a low-pitched ventriloquist fell into Jiang Huaiyu's ears.

Your majesty, the masters of the dark pavilion are ready.

After saying that, Jiang Huaiyu tightened his fingers imperceptibly, and glanced down, he saw Jiang Jingyue who was pouring himself a glass of wine not far away, sipping on his head.

Thinking about just now, thinking about the heavy soldiers in the opponent's hands, thinking about the man in the apse, the man's lowered eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Jingyue, today I will send you to reunite with your father, queen mother.

……

Deep in the palace bedroom, Gu Weizhou, who was wearing underwear, had just (coolly) taken (after) the bath. Feeling refreshed physically and mentally, he planned to go to bed early, but he didn't want a sharp scream to come from a distance.

"There are assassins, escort——!"

Thinking of Jiang Huaiyu's celebration banquet for Jiang Jingyue today, Gu Weizhou, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly changed his face.

Before he had time to dress neatly, Gu Weizhou suddenly opened the door of the palace, but he didn't want to be stopped by a few guards with knives before he even took a step.

"It's dangerous outside the palace, Prince Su, please stay."

Seeing this scene, Gu Weizhou immediately understood what was going on. Ten years ago, Jiang Lianbi was ordered to return to the imperial court. The former emperor had a grand feast, but the mighty and famous God of War died on the spot. The scene back then was very similar to today.

With a pale face, he sternly shouted: "Get out of the way!"

"With a hand in hand, forgive me for not being able to make way for Prince Su."

"you……!"

Gu Weizhou's face was pale, his eyes fell on the brightly lit sky in the distance, he almost didn't think about it, he rushed out, but he didn't want to be blocked by the guards, and at the same time, he directly closed the door for him.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door, open!"

The sound of banging on the door was mixed with Gu Weizhou's furious yelling, but no matter how he yelled, no matter how he yelled, the closed wooden door just didn't move.

With a bit of despair in his eyes, Gu Weizhou slid weakly along the gate and fell to the ground.

[It's over, I've been raising the white and fat cabbage for so many years, and it's about to die before it's officially slaughtered. I only want to say three words about this feeling of aggrieved, MMP. 】

【Let you drive him away like a dead man. . 】

[I've been fucked, so don't let me have a little publicity temper. 】

【…】This is said as if this coolness is not what you have been looking forward to for nine years.

Gu Weizhou didn't know how long he had been sitting paralyzed on the ground. When his neck was a little sore, he finally heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside and the sound of greetings.

"Kowtow..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone raising his hand, motioning them to leave.

Inside the door, Gu Weizhou raised his eyes in a daze, saw the figure outside the paper window, thought that the cabbage he had raised with great difficulty was being arched by a pig, staggered up, picked up the stool next to him, and planned to follow someone when he came in. people desperately.

Can……

Glancing at the stool in his hand, Gu Weizhou said: [Is this weapon too unreliable. 】

[…] You are going to die, and you are still thinking about pretending to be aggressive, so it is well deserved to give you the "Best Pushing King Award".

No matter how much Gu Weizhou hesitated about changing weapons in his heart, he heard a sound of unlocking the door, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.

Gu Weizhou, who was carrying a stool by the door and was planning to give someone a heads-up, let go of his hands the moment he saw someone enter the room with his feet lifted, wearing a dark green robe.

bang-

Hearing the sound, Jiang Jingyue turned his head suddenly, and saw the pale man beside him staring at him blankly with shock and tears in his eyes.

In those tearful eyes, there was worry, joy, pity, concern, astonishment, and the tenderness that he was extremely familiar with.

The inextricable tenderness just like nine years ago.

Thinking about what the guard had just reported in his ear, and seeing this trembling person who was about to shed tears, Jiang Jingyue's whole body was wrapped in an indescribable warmth.

So, this person will worry about him after all, and this person is still the master who will care about him.

Nine years of depression, nine years of intensity, and nine years of longing collapsed all over his body. The man couldn't bear it any longer, and raised his hand to embrace the person in front of him.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, he tremblingly said in a hoarse voice: "Master, Jing Yue misses you so much..."

Miss you so much, miss your voice, miss your tenderness, miss your embrace, miss your figure under the sycamore tree.

I am not afraid of getting hurt, I am not afraid of being framed, I am not afraid of thousands of troops on the battlefield, I am afraid, I am afraid that in nine years, I will be forgotten, I am afraid that in nine years, you fall in love with others, I am afraid that you will be alone A little accident in the imperial city...

Every night, I hold that piece of jade pendant, copying your face in my mind, every beautiful dream, I want to hold you like that, never let go, every trance before the gate of hell, I I was thinking, thinking of you waiting for me in the imperial city, thinking of the promise I made back then.

I will give you Da Ao and give you both hands.

And now, I did.

At this time, Gu Weizhou, whose tears were falling from his eyes, had only one sentence in his heart: his toe was definitely broken by this blow, it hurts too much.

In January of [-]th in Da Ao, the emperor Jiang Huaiyu was assassinated and killed in the deep palace by the rebels of the Communist Party. In March of the same year, Jiang Huaiyu's son Jiang Yu, who was only seven years old, succeeded to the throne. , enjoying the ceremony of not kneeling when seeing the emperor, and bringing important cabinet ministers to assist the new emperor who is only seven years old.

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Golden Palace

"...Your Majesty, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River are becoming more and more serious. The people are displaced and mourned. I implore the Emperor to open the treasury for disaster relief."

Jiang Yu, who was sitting on the dragon chair above, immediately wanted to agree when he heard the flood, but when he was about to speak in response, he stopped in his throat after thinking of the words that the empress dowager whispered in his ear every day.

"For everything above the court, first ask the opinion of Yingyong Hou..."

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yu carefully moved his eyes to the first man with a calm face, half-closed eyes, showing no emotion at all.

"Yongyonghou, do you think the treasury will be opened or not...?" I was worried.

Without raising his eyes, Jiang Jingyue just said indifferently: "I think that the people are the foundation of the country. Since the people are suffering, the treasury should be opened."

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's eyes lit up immediately, and he said in a childish voice: "Pass down my word of mouth, open the national treasury for disaster relief..."

After the morning court was over, Jiang Jingyue turned around and headed to the nearby hall after sending the emperor off with his head slightly bowed.

The new emperor had just ascended the throne, Jiang Jingyue's first decree was to renovate the side hall, and the second decree was to take the man into the former side hall.

Yes, Jiang Jingyue's will!

Now in Da Ao, that little milk baby Jiang Yu is the emperor, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that the whole Da Ao has the final say.

Jiang Jingyue read the memorial first, and then it was Jiang Yu's turn. Even Da Ao's imperial jade seal was kept in the hands of Jiang Jingyue. are all invalid.

It can be said that now Jiang Jingyue, a heroic man with a heavy army in his hand, is the real master of this world, the king regent who is under this man and above ten thousand people!

Just approaching the side hall, Jiang Jingyue heard a melodious piano sound wafting from the hall.

Red bricks and black tiles, fine eaves and glazed decorations, the beautiful ridge of the temple draws a smooth arc under the sunlight, and at this time, under the plane tree in front of the hall, the man is sitting alone, his white fingers are lightly picking up the strings on the table .

His eyelashes were drooping, and his delicate and excessive side face was shining in the sun, forming an extremely beautiful arc. His long silky black hair still had no decorations, but it did not damage his cool demeanor.

Ten years passed by in a hurry, and the faltering time didn't seem to leave a trace on that man's face. He was still as amazing as when he was lying on the wall ten years ago when he saw him for the first time. heartbeat.

However... that person only regarded him as the little boy back then, and he would always treat him like that little boy back then.

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Jiang Jingyue: To be emperor?It is impossible to be an emperor, and it is impossible to be an emperor in this life. The emperor has always been short-lived, not to mention tired. I want to be the regent who controls the government and the opposition!