The Blood Crown

The family members of the Han family in Xiangyang had just received the bad news and were being seized by ransacking their homes. Xie Zhongren in the capital, unwilling to be dragged down by this, pretended to be seriously ill and was carried to see Emperor Zhaowu.

He is nearly seventy years old, his temples are all white, and he has lost a lot of weight these days. He has lost the eunuch's brocade clothes and jade belt with his palm prints. In fact, he is somewhat different from the dying old man in the countryside, and he looks quite pitiful.

As soon as he saw Emperor Zhaowu, Xie Zhongren knelt tremblingly on the ground with the support of the eunuch, but as soon as the eunuch let go, his figure wobbled and was about to fall, and there was still a weak gasp in his throat.

Emperor Zhaowu frowned: "All right, all right, just sit on the ground."

In his early years, Xie Zhongren was very good at pleasing Emperor Zhaowu, and he almost knew the emperor's likes and dislikes clearly, but when he got older, his brain was not as clever as before, and his actions were no longer neat. If he thinks he doesn't serve well, he can't compare to Yan Sikong who is smart and tactful. Besides, with a wrinkled old face and a jade face, everyone is willing to look at the one who is pleasing to the eye, so he is less and less seen.

Xie Zhongren shed tears before he opened his mouth, and wept mournfully: "Your Majesty, this old servant... deserves death..." He fell down half of his body and knocked his forehead on the ground with a bang.

Yan Sikong looked down at the old eunuch curled up on the ground like a dog, his eyes were as cold as the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

Emperor Zhaowu's plump body panted hard: "You also know that you deserve to die? Your good nephew is about to hand over my Liaodong to others!"

"Damn this old slave...Damn..." Xie Zhongren cried bitterly on the ground, "Old slave... my eyes are dim, I can't see people clearly, I wish I could... clean up the house, Your Majesty..."

Yu Ji curled his lips with contempt on his face.

Yan Sikong acted as if he couldn't bear it, and asked Emperor Zhaowu cautiously: "Your Majesty, why don't you give Xie a seat."

Emperor Zhaowu snorted coldly and glanced at Yu Ji. Yu Ji understood and waved. Immediately, the little eunuch brought the chair over and helped Xie Zhongren to sit on it.

Xie Zhongren burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you Your Majesty, the old slave will die... ten thousand..."

Emperor Zhaowu said angrily: "Don't think that I dare not kill you, I have ordered to copy the whole family of Han's family! It was you at the beginning! It was you who recommended him, and I sent him troops and food. Not to mention the defeat of the army, you still betray the country and join the enemy, you..." The more he said, the more angry he became, he grabbed the teacup and threw it at Xie Zhongren, and his whole body was wet with the best Longjing tea.

Xie Zhongren burst into tears: "This old slave is ashamed of His Majesty and the people of Liaodong, but this old slave... desperately advises His Majesty, now...don't kill Han Zhaoxing's family."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes, thinking, although this old man was flustered for a while, he was not foolish after all, and he should have known earlier that things would not go so smoothly.

Emperor Zhaowu stared straight at his eyes: "You...you dare to intercede with them? You are really tired of living!"

"Your Majesty misunderstood...cough cough..." Xie Zhongren coughed violently. He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and saw bloodstains sprinkled on it, but he didn't know whether it was real or fake.

Emperor Zhaowu frowned.

"Your Majesty..." Xie Zhongren choked up, "I will never intercede for the traitors, but they are still useful. Han Zhaoxing's defection to the enemy was probably an act of desperation. I must be afraid and regretful in my heart. This old slave...cough Cough... The old slave wants to write a book, and persuade him to join General Zhao to make a countermeasure... The whole family of the Han family can run anywhere... Cough cough cough... If you can't run, why should your majesty be in a hurry. "

Emperor Zhaowu stroked his beard and looked at Yan Sikong: "Sikong, he is right. The family of Han Zhaoxing is still in Xiangyang, so it may not be unavailable to me."

Xie Zhongren also looked at Yan Sikong quietly, his eyes were very elusive, Yan Sikong knew that Xie Zhongren was suspicious of him, no, with Xie Zhongren as a person, it is impossible to trust anyone with all his heart, but at this time he is even more suspicious. Just suspicious, he looked as usual, cupped his hands and said: "Grandpa Xie can try this plan, but it's hard to say whether this letter can be delivered to Han Zhaoxing, and how Han Zhaoxing will respond."

"Your Majesty." Xie Zhongren begged, "Old slave...cough cough...the old slave's time is numbered, I would like to persuade you with the remaining days...cough cough...Han Zhaoxing..."

Yan Sikong secretly spurned, I don't know if this letter will be delivered to Xie Gou, even if it is delivered, there will be a lot of secret planning every time, maybe a year and a half will pass, and it will be delayed until Emperor Zhaowu is angry Fading out, he was able to come back to life again.

What a sinister and cunning traitor in the world.

As expected, Emperor Zhaowu hesitated. He leaned forward and looked at Xie Zhongren: "Xie Zhongren, I believe in you for the sake of serving you for many years, but if I don't punish you, I can't tell the officials, Explain to the people of the world, what should you say?"

"This old slave begs His Majesty, let this old slave...take the crime and make meritorious service. Whether or not this matter succeeds, the old slave and the entire Han family...cough cough cough...let His Majesty decide."

"You...how are you sick?" Emperor Zhaowu asked.

Xie Zhongren wiped the tears all over his face: "I'm afraid, I won't be able to serve His Majesty for a few days."

Emperor Zhaowu and Yan Sikong looked at each other, with hesitation in their eyes, but Yan Sikong looked back firmly. Facing his courtiers and son-in-law, Emperor Zhaowu forgot the majesty of the emperor for a moment, and turned his face away guiltily go.

Yan Sikong knew that the indecisive and indecisive problem of the faint king had committed again, so he softened and hesitated. Fortunately, he knew this person deeply and had already made preparations. Instead of getting angry early in the morning, the imperial guards are on standby outside the palace gate, just...

Yan Sikong shook his head, and suddenly raised his hand to adjust his crown, only to hear a ferocious barking sound from outside the palace gate, and then, a black-haired hound broke into the palace, and rushed straight at Xie Zhongren. Follow closely.

Everyone knows that Xie Zhongren is afraid of dogs.

Sure enough, Xie Zhongren was so frightened when he saw the animal running at such a high speed, he jumped up from his chair and ran, running steadily, shouting "come" in his mouth, and he was full of breath, how could he seem A person whose oil is exhausted?

The hunting dog is Emperor Zhaowu's favorite dog, and it always runs at the forefront when hunting. Chest, growling loudly.

Xie Zhongren was about to lose his nerve.

The imperial guard rushed up quickly, pulled the hound by its noose, and at the same time knelt down to plead guilty: "Small crimes deserve death, His Majesty was shocked."

Emperor Zhaowu ignored them, and pointed at Xie Zhongren fiercely: "You, I see that you are very strong!"

Xie Zhongren was so frightened that he fell to the ground and kowtowed again and again: "Your Majesty's atonement, your majesty's atonement, this old slave was frightened... this old slave..."

"Come here..." Emperor Zhaowu shouted, "Give me Xie Zhongren... arrest me! Escort him to the Ministry of Punishment for trial!"

Xie Zhongren sat paralyzed on the ground, begging bitterly, Emperor Zhaowu looked struggling, but he still watched him being taken down.

After Xie Zhongren was taken away, Yan Sikong knelt on the ground, annoyed: "I'm not good at doing things, and I'm going to make a mistake when I convey to the imperial guards. I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

The two discussed yesterday that it was Emperor Zhaowu who touched the crown with his hands, and the guards released dogs to scare Xie Zhongren to see if he would reveal his secrets, but Emperor Zhaowu obviously hesitated just now, and Yan Sikong left behind, he was the one who thought When the crown is crowned, the guards also release the dogs.

Emperor Zhaowu waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking, I'm very upset, you go back."

"His Majesty……"

"Get out, get out of here!" Emperor Zhaowu yelled loudly, "Don't let me worry about any of them, get out of here!"

Yan Sikong kowtowed, bowed his waist and stepped back.

At this moment, his heart was surging, and he wished he could raise his head to the sky and howl twice.

Xie Zhongren was sent to prison!Although with this stupid king's temperament, he might regret it even if he sleeps tomorrow, but being sent to prison is a huge blow to the eunuchs who were already worried at this time, and it also greatly boosted their morale. Xie Zhongren's decline is set, and he will go downhill until he perishes.

He finally waited for this day!