Huan Rong

The content of the imperial edict was not long, but Sima Yi engraved it extremely carefully, one stroke after another, each stroke left a deep mark, which was half an inch deep.

The words are engraved into the bamboo slips, and it is impossible to cut them off and change them again.

When Sima Yi was carving letters, the eunuch carefully waited on him.

On the way, there were maidservants and eunuchs poking outside the palace, intending to spy on the situation in the inner palace. Although their movements were secret, they were still detected by the people in the palace.

Sima Yi sneered, put down the carving knife, grabbed an empty slip and threw it on the ground, making a blunt sound.

"Aran."

"The servant is here." The eunuch responded.

"Go, pass on my order. Anyone who is watching outside the hall will be dragged down by the front guards and killed. If there is no one left, we will attack in front of the hall."

"Your Majesty?" The eunuch was horrified.

"Why, I can't even kill a servant?"

Sima Yi didn't raise his head, his expression was gloomy.Without waiting for the eunuch to reply, he continued to carve words on the bamboo slips, his fingers turned red with force, and when he slashed across, he accidentally cut his fingertips, and blood dripped along his fingertips, instantly staining the writing on the slips red.

The eunuch did not dare to hesitate, and immediately bowed to promise, walked quickly to the front of the hall, and raised his voice to convey the emperor's will.

"Your Majesty has an order to drag these people down and beat them to death, right in front of the palace!"

The palace servants and eunuchs were terrified, and when they were pushed down by the palace guards, they opened their eyes wide and begged for mercy loudly: "Your Majesty, spare me!"

Before the final sound fell, the punishment rod had already fallen.Hitting the person made a dull blunt sound.Soon there was the sound of bone cracking, which was extremely ear-piercing mixed with the crying.

The sound came into the hall, Sima Yi finally raised his head, a grin flashed across his face, and a strange pleasure surged in his heart.

"Hit, hit hard, I'll beat you to death!"

He has no way out, sooner or later Hu Qian's hexagram will be fulfilled, and he will be driven out of Taicheng in embarrassment.It's hard to say whether my life can be saved, no matter how much I think about it, it's useless, why not have a good time?

"Aran, do you remember all the people in the palace today?"

"Return to Your Majesty, servants will remember."

"it is good."

Sima Yi carved the last stroke, and rubbed the bamboo slip with his injured finger, leaving a bright red blood mark.

"You arrange it yourself, catch them all, drag them to the front of the temple and beat them to death!"

Even though Sima Yi is incompetent, he is not a fool after all.After being an emperor for so many years, he already knew the loyalty and disloyalty of those around him.Except for Changle Palace, the Jiankang gentry had buried nails in the palace, and the higher the family, the less exception it would be.

These people in the temple, on the surface, seem to be loyal, but in fact they have long been half-hearted.Behind the scenes, nine out of ten are unclean, and they have all sent news to the outside world.

So what if there are one or two innocent people?

He has long since ignored many things, and just wants to have a good time.What reputation, what prestige of the emperor, are all lies!

At the beginning of her succession, Empress Dowager Chu came to the court as regent, and he was just a display.It was not easy for him to be in charge of the government, and the powerful and noble families controlled the government, so he was also a puppet.

The Jiankang gentry competed for power with their relatives, and fought for profits with powerful ministers. His role was to stamp the edict and bear the name of the emperor.Other than that, it doesn't even count for one more sentence.

What is he?

In the eyes of these gentry elites, what exactly is he?

Thinking of this, Sima Yi grinned again, and threw the carving knife viciously.The blade slashed across the ground, making a crisp sound of "Dang".

The will was worn down, and the ambition was annihilated. He once wanted to be a puppet with peace of mind, and live in such a chaotic way until he died of old age in the palace.

How is the result?

Even this is a luxury!

Because of the sorcerer's hexagrams, the Empress Dowager Chu had no intention of protecting him, and the civil and military officials of the court sat back and watched that he would be abolished, and even added fuel to the flames behind her back!

"I'm sorry, all of you are sorry for me!"

Sima Yi was somewhat cowardly by nature, and he didn't have the responsibility he should have.When encountering setbacks, I never look for reasons from myself, but like to blame others.

Like Huan Rong, he was in a predicament and was surrounded by enemies. He never wanted to break free, but let himself slip into the quagmire and give up on himself.Not daring to contend with Empress Dowager Chu and Huan Da Sima, instead picking up the persimmons and attacking Huan Rong many times.

Acting with such a character is truly pathetic, exasperating, hateful, and even a bit pathetic.

The eunuch knelt in the hall, looked at the shadow on the wall, and knew that he had no way out.

He was once greatly favored by nobleman Zhou, and after the death of nobleman Zhou, he always followed Sima Yi.Whether it is Changle Palace, Changqiu Palace or Jiankang gentry, they have all contacted him and tried to buy him.

But he remained unmoved, he was the only person Sima Yi could trust.

Now, Sima Yi is completely broken, and he is on his way to death.

The eunuch knew that once the emperor was abolished, he would lose his way of life, so he stopped thinking about it, and regarded it as repaying Zhou nobleman for his life, and when he arrived in the underworld, he could drink Mengpo soup with peace of mind, without any worries reincarnation.

"Aran." Sima Yi said hoarsely.

"The servant is here." The eunuch knelt down even lower, lowered his eyes, his forehead touched the ground, and his heart felt cold.

"On the day I leave the palace, you can go with me."

Abandoning the self-proclaimed "Zhen", Sima Yi collapsed on the couch, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Your Majesty?" The eunuch suddenly raised his head, eyes full of disbelief.

"I live for a day, and I can always protect you for a day."

Sima Yi leaned on the low couch, giggled and said, "Whether it's the queen mother or Huan Wen, you won't be so impatient. You will kill me before I leave the palace. I will stay for a few days until the new emperor succeeds." Wait until the world forgets that there is still me..."

"His Majesty!"

The eunuch had tears in his eyes, but he never dared to let them fall.

In the entire city of Tai, he may be the only person who feels heartbroken for Sima Yi.

"That's all." Sima Yi sat up, carefully rolled up the imperial edict, and did not hand it to the eunuch immediately, but kept it close to him.

At this moment, the sound of begging for mercy and crying outside the hall stopped abruptly.

There was a report from the guard in front of the palace, and Da Changqiu in the Queen's Palace knelt in front of the palace, reporting something important.

"What's the matter?" Sima Yi was impatient.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's going to die, please move your Majesty to Changqiu Palace, please Your Majesty!"

Da Changqiu knelt on the steps and kowtowed vigorously.In less than a moment, the forehead was already red and swollen.He didn't dare to force his way into the inner hall, so he could only cry and beg outside the hall.

"Empress?" Sima Yi was stunned for a moment, and the words he said made people's teeth chill, "Is she still alive?"

In an instant, the candles in the hall flickered, and a three-legged lamp went out without wind.The blue smoke that should not have appeared drifted away, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Da Changqiu's voice still came indistinctly, and after a while, Da Changle from the Empress Dowager's Palace appeared outside the palace, conveying the Queen Mother's order, asking the emperor to move to Changqiu Palace to see Empress Yu for the last time.

"The last side?"

Sima Yi was expressionless, and immediately sneered, stood up, his sleeves moved the wine cup and the empty bamboo slips in front of the low couch, and as the wine cup and bamboo slips fell to the ground, the crisp sound quickly spread to the outside of the hall.

Da Changqiu's voice was hoarse, and he was still kowtowing vigorously, refusing to leave until Sima Yi showed his face.

Da Chang Le bowed his body slightly, saw the door of the palace opened from the inside, and Sima Yi's figure appeared inside the door, he immediately bowed to salute.Although the posture is respectful, there is no sense of humility at all.

Empress Yu, who is about to pass away, and Empress Dowager Chu, who is in power in Taicheng, the status of the two is very different.

Comparing Da Changqiu and Da Changle, it is really clear at a glance.

"Get up and go see the queen."

Sima Yi's robe was still disheveled and his hair was in a loose bun.Regardless of whether people follow or not, I should take the first step and stride towards Changqiu Palace.

Passing by the dying palace maids and eunuchs lying on the ground, they didn't pause in their footsteps, as if they didn't hear the slight groans, and didn't smell the bloody smell permeating the air.

Da Changqiu hurriedly got up, ignoring the wound on his forehead, and followed in two or three steps.

Da Chang Le was at the end and whispered twice to the little eunuch who followed him.The latter immediately bowed his head and nodded, cautiously avoiding the sight of the avant-garde guards, walked into the inner hall silently, and focused on searching the bamboo slips that had not been put away, trying to find out what the emperor had done in the inner hall.

There is a strong smell of medicine in Changqiu Palace.

Empress Yu was lying on the couch, her face was like gold paper, it was hard to get in the soup and medicine, she was already exhaling too much and not inhaling.

The doctor was powerless, so he could only hang on to the queen's life as much as possible, waiting for the emperor to come.

Finally, there was a sound of footsteps, and Sima Yi walked into the inner hall with the smell of alcohol all over his body, passed the doctors and maids, and walked directly to the bed.

Empress Yu seemed to feel it, moved her fingers, and opened her eyes in disbelief.

Looking at each other, the young couple became very strange.

Sima Yi hadn't seen Empress Yu for a long time, and could barely recognize the person on the bed.

The shape is pinboned, the eye sockets are deep-set, the cheekbones are high and protruding, and the hair is thin, like a skeleton wrapped in human skin.It's not that the chest rises and falls slightly, it doesn't look like a living person at all.

This is his queen?

Sima Yi was suddenly in a trance.

On the wedding night, Empress Yu was dressed in auspicious clothes.

The memory isn't that long ago, but it's too blurry to make out.

"Your Majesty," Empress Yu said with difficulty, like a withered flower that will eventually disperse in the bitter wind and rain, "I have something to do, I hope Your Majesty can agree."

A sentence was spoken intermittently, which almost exhausted her whole body's strength.

Sima Yi looked at her, his eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was a little inexplicable.

"The queen begging me?"

"Yes." Empress Yu stretched out her hand with difficulty, her formerly white fingers were like dry branches, "Your Majesty, my concubine's last request..."

"Okay." Sima Yi nodded, without asking what Empress Yu was asking for, and said, "I answer you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Empress Yu smiled with difficulty, and for a moment she looked back, and the words were no longer difficult, "After my concubine dies, I don't want to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, but to be included in the Yu family. If the Yu family doesn't accept it, I will find it Buried in the remote mountains, there is no tombstone, no incense."

"Why?"

"This concubine lives for the Yu family in this life, and is trapped in Taicheng for half of her life. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes in the next life."

This remark was almost treasonous, Empress Yu didn't seem to notice it, Sima Yi didn't stop her, but the servants and eunuchs in the palace turned pale, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, wishing they were deaf.

"The debt that should be paid has been paid, and the punishment that should have been suffered has already been suffered. I just want to go away with peace of mind. In the next life, I will never be born in the Yu family, and I will never be a husband and wife with Your Majesty."

The end sound fell, and the hall was dead silent.

Unexpectedly, Sima Yi did not get angry, and looked down at Empress Yu who was about to breathe, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes, and then turned into darkness.

"Dao Lian," Sima Yi said slowly, calling Empress Yu's boudoir name, with a strangely gentle voice, "You can beg me, but who else can I beg? Besides, if I am not happy, I can't see others being happy. "

Empress Yu tried her last bit of strength to stare at Sima Yi.

"Your Majesty...you promise..."

"I can go back on my word." Sima Yi straightened up and said with a sneer, "I and the empress are young couples who have loved each other for several years. After a hundred years, we will be buried together and be enshrined by the royal family."

"You...you! Sima Yi!"

Empress Yu's eyes were wide open, a muffled sound came from her throat, her fingers tremblingly grabbed Sima Yi.Not wanting to run out of strength, the fingertips failed to touch the other party's sleeve, and the person fell limply back on the couch, unable to close his eyes even to the point of death.

"The queen is dead!"

When the sad news came out, there was crying inside and outside the Changqiu Palace.

Sima Yi stood in front of the couch, looked at Empress Yu silently for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud.

There was a pause in the crying in the hall.

Everyone looked up in horror, and even forgot to be in awe of the emperor.

Your Majesty, what's the matter?

Could it be that he is really crazy like the rumors?

"Stop what? Cry, keep crying." Sima Yi was out of breath laughing, and finally burst into tears, "The empress is a wonderful person, she can still make me laugh when she is dying, it's really wonderful!"

Sima Yi turned around while laughing, and under the terrified eyes of everyone, he walked away from Changqiu Palace, and he could still hear laughter coming from a few meters away.

Laughter echoed in the empty Taicheng, which seemed extraordinarily weird.

In Changle Palace, Empress Dowager Chu put down the Taoist scriptures and gently pinched her forehead.

Da Chang Le bowed and stood in front of the hall, completely different from how he behaved in front of Sima Yi.

"The queen is dead?"

"Go back to the Queen Mother, just a moment ago."

"Has the emperor gone to see it?"

"I've gone to the official house..." Da Changle hesitated for a moment, and finally told what he had seen.

"Really?" Empress Dowager Chu was not angry, she just frowned, and then said, "But there are still a few days, let him go."

"promise."

"Immediately send someone to send a letter to Prince Langya's mansion, inviting the son to attend the funeral. King Langya is an elder of the royal family, so I don't bother him to come here in person. Then send someone to send a letter, please Wang Shizhong and Xie Shizhong to draw up the imperial edict as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Empress Dowager Chu paused, and then changed the topic: "Nankang moved to Qingxili?"

"Yes." Da Changle said, "It's been a month."

"Continue to send people to watch." The Empress Dowager Chu said in a deep voice, "Everyone who comes in and out must be recorded, and anyone who comes from Youzhou will report to me immediately."

"promise!"

Da Changle bowed and stepped back, following the order.

Empress Dowager Chu picked up the Taoist scriptures again, turned a page, and didn't read a word for a long time.

Finally sighed, put the scriptures aside, got up and walked to the front of the hall, looking at the sky in the distance, the sleeves moved lightly, the temples were graying, and the back was still straight.

"got windy."

In June of the fifth year of Taihe, Empress Yu died in Changqiu Palace.

The four gates of Taicheng are all open, and there are cars and horses galloping to the states to report funerals.

Langya Prince's Mansion was the first to receive the mourning news, and Da Changle passed on the Queen Mother's decree to invite the eldest son Sima Yao into the palace.I don't want any aunt who happens to be in the mansion to hear the news and send the message immediately.

As Sima Yu is the current prime minister, Queen Mother Chu can stop the palace, but cannot stop the former court.

After several considerations, Empress Dowager Chu simply brought Sima Yao to show up in front of people, and even allowed him to stand beside the emperor, before the three princes.

This move was against the rules, but it clearly showed her attitude.

The group of officials was silent for a while, and someone thought of Sima Huan, who was in Gushu, and looked at Sima Yu, King of Langya, who stood at the head of the group of officials, and couldn't help feeling a little horrified.

It is obvious that the palace wants to compete with the aunt, who will win and whether it will cause a military disaster is completely unknown.

Facing the ministers, Sima Yi remained the same as before, as if he had accepted his fate.Only when his eyes swept across Sima Yu and Sima Yao, a strange light occasionally flashed in his eyes, thinking of the imperial edict sent out as an opportunity to announce the funeral, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

At this moment, he was looking forward to the day when he would abdicate.

The Empress Dowager and Huan Wen thought that the agency counted, could they really get their wish?

Thinking of the expressions the two of them might have after the matter was uncovered, Sima Yi unconsciously grinned and burst out laughing.

Hoarse laughter broke through the mourning, and the crying stopped.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the same thought could not help appearing in their hearts: Could it be that the emperor is really crazy?

In Gushu City, Sima Huan received a summons and personally led people to Jiankang.

Xi Yin kept an eye on Gu Shu all the time, knowing that Huan Wen was leaving, entrusted Xi Rong with the guarding, and arranged Liu Jianzhi and his confidant counselors to assist him, and led [-] Beifu troops to Jiankang by water.

As the two teams set off one after another, the closer the distance, Jiankang City seemed to be shrouded in a cloud, and the air seemed to be filled with tension.

When Huan Rong, who was far away in Youzhou, received the news, he made a decisive decision and sent two hundred private soldiers to Jiankang.

"In case of accidents, you must protect my mother's safety!"

"promise!"

Judging from the news sent back, the situation in Jiankang is not optimistic.

Huan Rong was anxious and couldn't sit still.It wasn't Jia Bing and others' persuasion. They were afraid that Qian Shi would give an order to "rob" Princess Nankang and Mrs. Li out of Jiankang regardless of 21.

No matter what the consequences are, he can afford it!

"Ming Gong, the matter has not reached such a point." Jia Bing said in a deep voice.

"Duke Ming has just gained a foothold in Youzhou, and the hearts of the people have not yet gathered. The situation in Jiankang is unpredictable. If we act rashly, not only will we not be able to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness, but it will also lead to disaster."

Concern is chaos.

Jia Bing and others didn't think Huan Rong lost his mind, but appreciated his filial piety.

The hero is good, but someone who is cold-hearted and doesn't even care about his own mother can't be entrusted with trust, let alone help wholeheartedly.When such a person ascends to a high position, it is hard to guarantee what will happen to those who help him achieve his foundation.

The so-called rabbit dies dog cooking, the more hard work and meritorious service, the faster he will die.

At the same time, the first batch of military chariots were loaded from Yandu, and Qin Jing immediately bid farewell to Huan Rong and set off for Pengcheng.

Before leaving, Qin Jing left a handwritten letter to Huan Rong, clearly saying: "If something happens to Jing, Brother Rong can contact Jingzhou. With this letter, my brother will also choose people to help Brother Rong train soldiers."

Hearing these words, Huan Rong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qin Jing.

"Brother Rong doesn't need to feel unbearable."

Qin Jing stared at Huan Rong, dressed in a black robe, sitting straight on the horse's back, with a leather belt around his waist tightly, smiling brightly, with the inherent pride and willfulness of a northern man.

"Jing grew up in troubled times, and went to battle in the year of dancing the spoon to kill the enemy. I know that the world is impermanent, if I can keep one side safe, protect the succession of my Han family, even if I die in battle, I will have no regrets in the horse leather shroud!"

"Brother Qin..."

Huan Rong only felt that his heart was blocked and his eyes were sore.

Qin Jing suddenly rode his horse and approached the driver, put his hands on Huan Rong's shoulders, brushed his fingers against the side of his neck, his eyes became darker, the temperature of his palm penetrated through the robe, scalding hot.

"Brother Rong take care, if there is a chance, I will have a drink with Brother Rong someday, let's have a good time!"

While speaking, Qin Jing exerted strength with her arms and leaned forward at the same time, brushing her lips against Huan Rong's hairline, her movements were beyond imagination.

When Huan Rong came back to his senses, the opponent had already turned his horse's head and galloped away.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes ripped through the hot wind, and in the flying smoke and dust, Huan Rong looked out, his vision was blurred, and the heroic Qin Feng sounded in his ears again.

Qi said without clothes?Go with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Have hatred with the son!

Not long after Qin Jing left, Kuaiqi from Jiankang arrived in Xuyi.

Seeing that the visitor was an eunuch over forty years old, Huan Rong couldn't help feeling suspicious.A mourner has already entered the city before, what is the origin of this person?

The eunuch didn't say much, after seeing Huan Rong, he took out a bamboo slip from his bosom.

"Please envoy Huan to read it personally."

Huan Rong felt even more puzzled, took the bamboo slips and unfolded them, caught off guard, his expression suddenly changed.

This is actually a Zen edict!