Brother, this showman

There was a row of servants standing in the Taoist temple, all of them looked sad, and their eyes were full of melancholy that even the barge could not carry.

As soon as the chief servant saw Qi Yunchu, he hurried forward to salute: "His Royal Highness, by order of the queen, please come with this old servant."

"Where are you going?" Qi Yunchu was a little afraid of meeting outsiders, especially these servants, not to mention his hair has faded now.

Qi Yunchu grabbed Yu Xingye's sleeve uneasily and hid behind him, as if he was absorbing some kind of strength.

"Tai'an Hall." The servant bent down and replied respectfully.

"It's getting late now, can we go again tomorrow morning?" Qi Yunchu glanced at the dim sky and hesitated.

"Your Majesty has an order. His Royal Highness must arrive at Tai'an Hall in Youshi." The servant seemed like an emotionless object, repeating the Queen's will mechanically.

"Okay." Qi Yunchu could only give up, and went to Tai'an Hall surrounded by his servants.

There are a group of guards around Tai'an Hall, the long sword in their hands is shining with a cold light, like a beast dormant in the jungle, secretly observing the approaching prey, gearing up and ready to go.

Qi Yunchu withdrew his gaze and glanced at the servant who was guarding the door, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, and even his steps became heavy.

"Why hasn't the prince come yet? Send someone to invite him!"

An angry female voice came from inside the room, followed by the sound of porcelain breaking, which was annoying to hear.

Qi Yunchu frowned, picked up the steps, and walked in slowly.

The room is filled with a strong smell of medicine, even the air is bitter.Inside the Ruishou Incense Burner is like an old man, squatting on the side, not in a hurry, breathing out white smoke faintly.Cover everything in the house with a layer of white gauze, making it blurry.

There was a row of imperial doctors kneeling on the ground, their bodies shaking like a sieve, their faces full of fear and helplessness.

Through the bright yellow bed curtain, the slightly raised figure on the dragon couch attracted Qi Yunchu's attention.

The woman guarding the dragon's couch turned her head and met Qi Yunchu's gaze.Before the tears at the corners of her eyes could be wiped off, she quickly got up and went forward as if she had received an amnesty, grabbed Qi Yunchu's hand and walked to the side of the couch, choked up and said, "Master, Yun'er is here, Yun'er is here to see you, open your eyes Open your eyes and look at him!"

Qi Yunchu stood by the couch blankly, looking at his father in a daze.He still couldn't connect this haggard man with the amiable and approachable father in his impression.

Lord Qi is clearly in his forties, but the person in front of him is clearly the same as someone in his seventies or eighties.The complexion is sallow, the cheekbones on both sides are highly protruding, and the wrinkled skin is squeezed together like unflattened folds on clothes.The thick black eye bags drooped, the beard and hair were grizzled, and they were duller than the withered grass in autumn.

King Qi struggled to open his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, a gleam of light suddenly burst out from his cloudy eyes, as if he saw the hope of redemption in the abyss.

"Yun... Yun'er." Lord Qi's hand resting on the quilt trembled violently, he stared at Qi Yunchu, his pale and thin lips opened and closed with difficulty, and let out a voice that seemed to be squeezed out of thousands of ravines. Voice, hoarse but tired.

Qi Yunchu knelt down straight, grasped the hand that Lord Qi wanted to extend several times, his eyes became hot, and he said in a hoarse voice: "My son is here."

Two lines of hot tears suddenly flowed from Lord Qi's cloudy eyes, like spring water rising from a spring that had been dry for a long time, chilling the heart.

Lord Qi frowned, but it took him a long time to breathe.Such a simple action seemed to drain his last sliver of vitality.All the reluctance and love and sympathy gathered together, all of them were brought into the eyes, turned into the radiant spring light in March, and described Qi Yunchu in detail, I feel that I can't get enough of it.

After a long time, he said, "I... I have been busy all my life, and there is no great order. I have been in power... for 15 years. Although I have been in power for [-] years, I am ashamed of the trust of my ancestors and the hope of the people. I... have no face To the ancestors."

The light in Lord Qi's eyes was like a wick soaked in lamp oil. As his life passed, the light dimmed little by little.

"After... I leave, my son... Yunchu will take over the throne. I hope... I hope my son will live up to my trust and be worthy of... the ancestors." Lord Qi gasped heavily, and said The words "scared" made a sound, and he rolled his eyes, kicking his legs unconsciously, clenched Qi Yunchu's hand violently, and finally let go suddenly, and with those kicking legs, everything returned to calm.

After a grand and splendid fireworks, only the smell of ashes and gunpowder remains.But the brilliance of the fireworks when they are in full bloom is timeless, which makes people unable to let go.

In the spring of the 15th year of Qian'an, Emperor Longhe died, and the 14-year-old prince Qi Yunchu succeeded to the throne and changed the name of the country to Longhe.

At the age of 14, Qi Yunchu ascended to the Golden Luan Hall and sat on the throne envied by thousands of people. He became the most noble king in the world and also the most pitiful king.Thin shoulders carry the operation of a huge dynasty.

As early as Emperor Qian'an was in power, all the officials had already been eager to move in private, choosing the next successor several times.They counted and counted, but they missed the little prince who was sent to the Taoist temple since he was a child.

The first time Qi Yunchu went to court, he was dismounted by the menacing King Yu.

King Yu walked into the hall in military uniform, the long sword in his hand swayed with his steps, and the cold light passed over the eyebrows of all the ministers, making everyone terrified.

King Yu stopped in his tracks, glanced at the crowd coldly, and finally raised his chin in disdain, cupped his fists at Qi Yunchu and said, "I have seen the king."

"No one is allowed to enter the palace with a sword, except the Imperial Forest Army." Qi Yunchu's face darkened slightly, a sullen look appeared between his brows, his voice was a little stiff, and his hands behind his back tightened secretly, "Uncle Huang, what is the meaning of this?"

King Yu laughed, raised the long sword in his hand, showed his white teeth, and said arrogantly: "Of course I want to protect Your Majesty. Your Majesty is young. He grew up in a Taoist temple and never knew the way of governing the country. This king As your majesty's uncle, you should have the obligation to assist your majesty. Therefore, please make this king the regent, so that you can better assist your majesty and protect me forever."

King Yu's wolf ambition is well known.These words are clearly intended to coerce the emperor to order the princes.

The ministers shrunk to the side were silent like cicadas, and they all shrank their heads like a bastard, not even daring to breathe, wishing that they were transparent.

"What if I don't agree?" Qi Yunchu's nostrils fluttered slightly, and he met King Shangyu's eyes angrily, "Is it possible that the emperor still wants to kill the king?"

"The king's words are serious." King Yu smiled, shook the sword in his hand, and said slowly, "I dare not."

"But this minister is also thinking about my Linyuan." King Yu pointed to the minister behind him, "Why doesn't the lord ask your lords for their opinions? Let's see if we need a regent in the court."

The ministers who wished to disappear trembled when they heard this. No matter whether they answered this question or not, they would surely die.

King Yu didn't intend to keep everyone silent, so he called everyone by name: "Master Prime Minister?"

The old prime minister couldn't hold quail, hugged his slightly protruding belly, and replied tremblingly: "In my opinion, what King Yu said is very true."

King Yu smiled with satisfaction, and continued to look at the next one: "Master Shangshu?"

"My minister agrees."

"I feel that what the prince said is not unreasonable."

……

All of a sudden, the ministers turned their backs one after another, and all stood on the side of King Yu.Anyone with a little brain dare not support Qi Yunchu.

King Yu holds an army of 30 troops, while Qi Yunchu's mother's family has long been weakened and has no capable people to use. They are just orphans and widowed mothers.

No matter how dissatisfied Qi Yunchu was, due to the pressure of the officials, he could only make King Yu the regent and became a puppet.

There are candle shadows in the Taoist temple, a black shadow crossed the high wall, turned into the wing room with ease, gently pushed open the wooden door that was not closed, and crept in.

"They are all the lords of the country, why are they still acting like thieves?" A narrow voice sounded from the bed.

Qi Yunchu's arched back straightened instantly, strode forward, lifted the bed curtain and sat down, and said angrily, "I'm just a puppet!"

"I heard." Yu Xingye moved in and patted the place where he had just slept, "Lie down, it's still hot, let's talk slowly if you have anything to say."

Qi Yunchu kicked off the boots on his feet indiscriminately, lifted the quilt and got in. The warm quilt made him let out a comfortable sigh. He pulled the quilt and arched it inward, and said with emotion: "Senior brother is still more comfortable here."

Yu Xingye turned sideways and looked at Qi Yunchu with his head propped on one hand. He reached out to rub his hair, but his fingertips were still dark.

"Have you dyed it the day before yesterday?" Yu Xingye asked softly.

"Yeah." Qi Yunchu nodded and yawned, "My mother dyed it for me. It's not as good as yours. At that time, my ears were dyed black."

"By the way, you can tell when it's dyed?"

"I've been dyeing you for more than ten years, and you still can't see it?"

"Brother." Qi Yunchu's eyes suddenly turned red, turned over and hugged Yu Xingye's waist, crying with grievance, "I don't want to be the lord, it's too tiring to be the lord, I just want to stay with you in the Taoist temple .”

"King Yu is eager to be the lord of the country, but you still don't want to be." Yu Xingye couldn't help but patted Qi Yunchu's head lightly, "If he hears your words, he will be jealous to death."

"He has nothing to be jealous of. In everyone's eyes, he is the real lord of the country." Qi Yunchu said sullenly, "Why didn't father pass the throne to him directly, like that."

"Junior brother." Yu Xingye interrupted in a deep voice, "Although the first emperor was not a good ruler, he was a competent ruler. King Yu has a vicious heart and will not be a benevolent king. You were born as a crown prince, and you are destined to take on this great task. Now that you are fledgling, it is easy for King Yu to deal with you."

"It's just a matter of time. You can cultivate your own power secretly. After you become weak, you can take charge of the government. Then you can find a suitable reason to get rid of him. Who will dare to do anything to you?"

"Brother, you will help me, right?" Qi Yunchu stared at Yu Xingye with bright eyes full of hope, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened.

"Will do."

"Senior brother, I will make you a great general after I take over the government! I can't do it now, I can't protect you yet."

"Come on, let's go to bed first."