Tiger Wings

But their current king obviously wants to break this routine. Didn't he take out the jade seal for the fifth prince to choose, is it to grab it in his hand and throw it twice for fun?

But even if the emperor really wanted to do this, he shouldn't have said that. First, he offended that person, and second, after all, the emperor hadn't made a clear statement. If he said the wrong word and offended the noble, it might be a clear guilt.

At this time, other people also reflected this reason one after another, and they couldn't help secretly glad that their reaction was a bit slower today, and they didn't show the limelight.

Those who oppose the emperor have never had a good end, not to mention that this heir is the most famous one in the world.

"What isn't it?" The emperor asked puzzledly in exchange for Mr. Lu swallowing hard. Looking at the people around him, it was obvious that they didn't intend to help, so he could only answer bravely.

"Your Majesty, what the old minister means is——Since the fifth prince has already chosen something, can the Zhou Zhou be over?"

This sentence is far-fetched according to the word "no", and it has nothing to do with the word "not" before. Even I knew it was wrong after saying it, but I was in a hurry and couldn't find any other words. Bend a few degrees.

His head was blank, but it was hot as if it was exploding, and the bloody storm of the previous dynasty emerged in his mind from time to time.

At that time, I was clever and rebelled against the third prince when the situation was not right, and instead took refuge in the fourth prince who had been unknown before, but it turned out to be a blockbuster who had become a blockbuster without saying anything, and regained my old life.

The new idea is that he was a veteran of the three dynasties, and he finally reformed his past and turned to the bright. He didn't let him resign and return to his hometown, and he still sat in his original official position.

But after that, he never slept well, and when he dreamed back at midnight, what often flashed in his mind was the scene of the massacre of officials who did not support Cang Yixiang at the end of the coup d'état.

In fact, not everyone, but those officials who were still obsessed with their obsession and refused to surrender in the end met the disaster of killing themselves. Cang Yixiang, who finally turned around like Mr. Lu, gave him a way to survive, but Mr. Lu's life was not easy.

Because Cang Yixiang didn't intend to make it easy for them.

On that day, above the main hall, which was the main hall where he was standing right now, Cang Yixiang called all the people who took refuge in him halfway to gather together, and then beheaded all the princes who insisted on taking the throne until the end and the ministers who followed him on the spot.

There were a lot of people, and those who did not die in the battle for the throne were all buried here. Mr. Lu always remembered that there was a lot of blood, and at first he scolded him for being ungrateful, abandoning his friends for honor, and dying for his former colleagues. After a flash, they all fell to the ground.

These people are all hands-on by Cang Yixiang, whether they are as high as a prince or as low as a eunuch and court lady, they are all hands-on by the future emperor. For those low-status people, they finally got the same treatment as the high-level people. But in exchange for a death.

Cang Yixiang's saber was so fast that many people had no time to close their eyes, so they could see the ground hitting them rapidly.

Blood flowed down the cracks of the floor tiles to the feet, and then it gathered more and more, soaking the slope, and felt the sticky warmth between the toes, next to someone who was also trembling uncontrollably, Mr. Lu didn't know what happened that day After arriving at his mansion, he fell seriously ill.

In the coma, there would always be a blood-stained hand reaching out to him, roaring, "You will die badly, die badly..."

At the same time, there is a pair of cold eyes staring at him, the temperature can freeze blood, Mr. Lu knows who those eyes belong to, just like today, the new emperor has been in power for more than seven years, and he still dare not raise his head Look the man straight in the eye.

From then on, Mr. Lu realized that he was getting old and was not suitable to stay in this imperial court that was resplendent but always cast a shadow.

But returning home, a word that was dismissed before, has now become elusive.

Lu Lao hunched his back, quietly waiting for the emperor's sentence, and the man who waited came with a faint "hmm".

Elder Lu heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect the emperor to send out another sentence in a blink of an eye:

"What's wrong with Mr. Lu, his waist is so low? Would you like me to give you a seat. This Zhou Catch Ceremony will last for a while and maybe it won't be over."

Sighing, it seemed that he had already made preparations, but at this moment, the panic disappeared from Lao Lu's vicissitudes of face. He took out the silk in his sleeve and wiped his face, then bent his knees and knelt down:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for being sympathetic to the old minister. I am very old and physically weak. Today, I would like to ask Your Majesty to approve my return to my hometown. I will thank the royal family for the grace."

As soon as Mr. Lu finished speaking, there was a commotion. After all, the number of veterans of the three dynasties who asked to resign themselves and return to their hometowns was pitifully small, but there were still some old faces in the court looking at the man who knelt down at this moment thoughtfully. , Some understanding and envy can be seen in the eyebrows.

After a commotion for a while, the hall became quiet again. The emperor was here, and of course no one was stupid enough to keep discussing it.

Cang Yixiang is now squatting in front of You Xin, his eyes are fixed on the baby in front of him, he holds the jade seal between his thumb and forefinger and places it in front of You Xin, but he says something else:

"Old Lu, can we wait until the Emperor's Ceremony is over to discuss this matter."

Elder Lu didn't say a word, he staggered to his feet with the support of the people next to him, and retreated back to the queue.

So far, the nature of this ritual of grasping Zhou has already changed. Smart people understand the meaning of being wise and safe, and wait and see how this scene will end in silence.

Wanli stroked his beard, frowned and looked at Concubine Yun, but Concubine Yun did not move for a long time.

As the mother concubine of the fifth prince, Concubine Yun seemed too quiet from the beginning to the end, but she never shifted from watching the realization of the baby on the ground, frowning from time to time to express worry or stretching the corners of her lips to prove that she was satisfied.

At this time, Concubine Yun is staring at You Xin's direction intently, with worry that cannot be ignored in Yingying's beautiful eyes.

Some courtiers nodded secretly, thinking that Concubine Yun's performance was really calm and elegant, and there was no lack of anti-mother's care for the child, which was much better than Concubine Li's performance when the third prince caught Zhou.