Reborn as the favorite of the cold-faced general

Since receiving the secret letter, Ye Huaiyun hastily ordered Ding Jishui to deal with the next matters in Zhiyang County, and then went north to the capital with Chu Tingyun and all the shadow guards and dark guards.

In case of an emergency, if you no longer have access to the official road when you came here, whichever dense forest or which mountain trail is short, you can ride your horse to whichever road you want.

The two of them ran day and night and killed several good horses. Except when they stopped at the posthouse to change horses, most of the time they spent most of their time using the sky as a cover and sleeping in the open.In this way, it should have taken dozens of days to go from Zhiyang County to the capital, but they rushed to the capital without getting off the saddle. It took only four days to get close to the capital.

The mountains in the distance showed dark outlines, and a group of people drove past the majestic walls of the imperial city, and then stepped into the palace gate as deep as the sea.

Ye Huaiyun saw strict guards in the palace along the road, but it was not hidden. Presumably, the commander of the Habayashi Army temporarily blocked the news of the emperor's brother's death before he came back.

He took Chu Tingyun straight to the emperor's bedroom. Sure enough, Xiang Li, the commander of the Yulin Army, used the excuse that His Majesty was seriously ill. Except for the imperial physician and the chief servant, he didn't even let a fly in.After Ye Huaiyun thanked him, he stepped heavily across the threshold and opened the yellow curtain.

In the hall, the imperial physician and historian knelt on the ground sparsely, all looking haggard.

Ye Huaiyun walked to the edge of the collapse, seeing his formerly radiant brother with a yellow and sunken face, closed his eyes, choked up and said, "Preach the decree, let's mourn."

The death bell is ringing, the mountain mausoleum collapses, and the palace is lifted.

Ye Huaiyun asked someone to bring two sets of plain white mourning clothes, and exchanged them with Chu Tingyun for Tingyun

He raised his hand and lightly stroked the Nine Dragon carvings on the armrest of the dragon chair, sighed silently, and turned around to sit on the side soft couch.

Chu Tingyun saw all his behaviors, raised his hand and wanted to embrace him, but in the end he just stood by his side without any violation.After all, this is the palace, and it's the time of the late emperor's funeral. Even if he does whatever he wants, he still has to take Ye Huaiyun into consideration and abide by the rules.

The first emperor collapsed suddenly, and Ye Huaiyun took the emperor's residence recorded by the official historian.

The daily court meeting, after hastily reviewing the memorials, summoned the children of the aristocratic family and the ministers to the palace to listen to songs and dances, and to have fun at night... Every record looks very similar to his imperial brother's usual style of handling things, it is nothing more than normal .

"Let Zhao Chuyang enter the palace." Ye Huaiyun suddenly ordered.

Since he didn't believe the imperial doctor's words about sudden death from overwork, he thought of calling a trustworthy person to come to see him.

After a while, the servants outside the hall sang their names, and Zhao Chuyang walked in cautiously, followed by a shadow guard who Ye Huaiyun had planted next to the late emperor.

"Let's see a doctor." Ye Huaiyun said concisely, "I just want to know the cause of the emperor's death."

After Zhao Chuyang gave his respectful nod, he walked to the edge of the cave and inspected the late emperor's body on the couch.

Ye Huaiyun was extremely patient, and did not rush the time for a cup of tea, but the silence in the hall made Zhao Chuyang's fingers tremble slightly.

He turned around and knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "Return to Your Highness, Emperor Daxing died of... poisoning."

Hearing this, Ye Huaiyun didn't have much surprise on his face, this was the answer he expected, so he just said: "Continue."

Zhao Chuyang lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his face, "This poison...is the same as Ding Jishui's. But the strange thing is that it doesn't seem to be poisoned by the whole dose, but like many kinds of non-toxic things. It is deposited in the body, and suddenly the drug effect explodes."

"He has some tricks." Ye Huaiyun murmured to himself, poured tea into the incense burner with his hand.

The red-hot incense powder was extinguished suddenly, and white gas came out, and Zhao Chuyang's pupils shrank when he sniffed it, "This... this..."

He stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence, but Ye Huaiyun already understood.All things that enter the emperor's palace will be screened layer by layer. Direct poisoning is not feasible, so it can only be done through such an indirect method.

"Retire first." Ye Huaiyun turned to look up at the shadow guard, "Copy a list of all the people who served the emperor after Gu left the capital."

The body of Emperor Daxing was put into the coffin made of golden nanmu, and the coffin was parked in the main hall to set up a mourning hall.

After everything was prepared according to the etiquette, Ye Huaiyun was already extremely exhausted, and the moment he stood up from the soft couch, his legs were so weak that he was about to fall .

"Be careful." Chu Tingyun reached out to support him in time, and there was no one else around, so he simply let him lean on his shoulder without strength, "I will take you back to the bedroom to sleep for a while?"

Ye Huaiyun shook his head, "Don't sleep now." When he was beside Chu Tingyun, he naturally let go of his seriousness and indifference towards others, and his voice was weak, "Come out with me for a walk, the air in this hall is murky, and it's a bit irritating to sit for a long time. Headache."

His palms were clasped in Chu Tingyun's for support, and before he walked out of the hall, he did not forget to pull the copied list on the table.

The golden ginkgo in the imperial garden was swept down by the autumn wind, spun twice in the air, and landed on the white marble steps.

Ye Huaiyun held the hands of the people beside her tightly, and sighed: "Tingyun, winter is coming soon."

As he spoke, he brushed away the roster copied down by the Shadow Guard.

From the servant Gong'e to the imperial physician, as well as the concubine's wife, it is really not an easy task to find out the inner support of King Chang Xin among so many people.

Chu Tingyun tapped the scroll with his plain fingertips, it was even more radiant than the white paper, and he analyzed it carefully for him: "The number of people in the Tai Hospital is not too large, just a big blood exchange; No big storms can be caused, the most difficult to deal with are the ministers who have two hearts in the court, as for the concubine..."

"what--!"

As he was speaking, a shrill man's cry suddenly sounded from a certain palace not far away.

"No! Don't! I don't want to die yet!"

The wailing and howling were endless and miserable, if Ye Huaiyun wanted to ignore it, it was unlikely.

He raised his hand to summon a maid who was sweeping fallen leaves by the roadside, and asked about the situation.

"Return to Your Highness." Gong'e said: "These are the male concubines of Emperor Daxing, they feel that they are different from women, they are crying and refusing to be buried."

Ye Huaiyun knew about some male concubines in his imperial brother's harem, but when he walked over with Chu Tingyun to have a look, he was really shocked by the scene in front of him.

Dozens of beautiful young men with red lips, white teeth, and jade-like faces, dressed only in plain linen, were kneeling in front of the hall, making their final struggle.

Ye Huaiyun took a cursory glance, and found that they were all good-looking, and some of them even looked immature when they were only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Those teenagers had two lines of tears hanging down their cheeks, and they were all pear blossoms with rain. He couldn't bear to see him, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at Chu Tingyun, "What do you think about the funeral of the male concubine?"

I don't know if Chu Tingyun didn't understand the unbearable look in his eyes, or pretended not to see it, raised his hand to cover his eyes, blocked the boys from the sky and said, "Don't look, if you go ahead of me in the future , I will never live alone.”

"..." Ye Huaiyun took his hand, "That's not what I asked."

Chu Tingyun changed his mouth and said again: "If unfortunately I go earlier than you..."

"Shut up!" Ye Huaiyun yelled at his light words as soon as he uttered them, and even his eyes became serious.

"Chu Tingyun, you have to listen to Gu." Ye Huaiyun said every word: "No matter what happens, you must live longer than me in this life." He glanced at the young man who did not want to be buried, and then Opening his lips, his voice softened: "Also, I don't want you to be buried for me. I will wait for you by the Sansheng Stone."

Ye Huaiyun already had a decision in his heart, took Chu Tingyun's hand and walked into the palace.

Seeing him approaching, the crying young man shouted louder at the grievance in his heart. There was also a more courageous boy who broke free from the shackles of the palace guards behind him, and ran to Ye Huaiyun's feet and knelt down in two steps. .

"Your Highness!" The young man raised his watery eyes to look at him, "I beg Your Highness to save this slave, I just don't want to be buried like this."

"Just you? Why should His Highness save you?" Before Ye Huaiyun expressed his opinion, Chu Tingyun spoke coldly, retorting.

Just now Ye Huaiyun saw the pitiful eyes of these young men, which already made him feel a little sore, but the young man showed such seductive winks, which only made him feel even more irritable.

The young man raised his head and bumped into Chu Tingyun's silver mask covering half of his face, and the cold light from his eyes, he couldn't help shivering.But at this time, he stretched his head out and retracted his head, so he could only bite the bullet and beg Ye Huaiyun to save him.

But why should he ask His Highness to save him... It seems that he vaguely remembered that His Highness King Xiang had a gossip with another general, and he seemed to be a good man.

The young man took two steps on his knees, hugged Ye Huaiyun's thigh, kissed the corner of his mouth and said: "Your Highness is a dragon and phoenix among human beings, and the figure of heaven and man. I am willing to stay by Your Highness's side and serve His Highness."

Ye Huaiyun: "..."

Young man, do you know that you are playing with fire?

Everyone thought that Ye Huaiyun's pause was hesitating, but in an instant another person stepped forward on his knees, his movements were bolder than the previous boy's.

When he walked forward with the hem of his clothes in his hands, he deliberately pulled up the front of his clothes, revealing a fair shoulder just right.After hugging Ye Huaiyun's calf, he slowly stretched out a hand to caress the hem of his clothes, "Your Highness, I have never served Emperor Daxing before. I am very clean, and I am willing to serve Your Highness."

Ye Huaiyun: "..." He could already hear Chu Tingyun's knuckles cracking.

Before the jar of vinegar next to him was completely overturned, Ye Huaiyun hurriedly pushed away the hands of the two teenagers, took a step back, "No need."

"You don't have to be buried for Emperor Daxing, and you don't need someone to serve you alone." Ye Huaiyun patted the back of Chu Tingyun's hand, calming down his temper that was about to flare up. You can continue to live here, just remember to be cautious in your words and deeds."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Chu Tingyun out of the palace, squeezed the man's hand and said, "Are you satisfied with this?"

Chu Tingyun stopped in his tracks, his eyes wandered from his face to his other hand, and there was a trace of displeasure in his slightly narrowed eyes, "Not satisfied."

Ye Huaiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and walked to Taihu Lake to wash his hands under his gaze, only then did he see Chu Tingyun's brows stretched.

But then he asked again: "Speaking seriously, aren't you afraid that some of them are spies who poisoned Emperor Daxing?"

"Of course I'm worried." Ye Huaiyun paused, then smiled, "But someone has to pass some fake news to my elder brother, right?"