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Invite Wei Zhongliang to the Chonghua Hall, and An Mingxi tells him about An Qingxuan's last decree.

Wei Zhongliang asked with concern: "How does Your Highness plan to respond?"

An Mingxi turned his back to Wei Zhongliang, and only said: "Under the imperial decree, everything is useless."

Wei Zhongliang didn't hide his displeasure, he frowned, and said, "Excuse me, don't you feel angry? You think your ambition has come true, but your successor has already been decided...Even if it turns out to be just a tool for your majesty to sharpen his son, your majesty can have no complaints." Isn't it unfair to treat all this?" An Mingxi has not formally ascended the throne, but he calls himself a "subject", obviously treating him as a monarch.

"How about being angry? How about making wedding dresses for others? How about being happy in vain? My foundation is not stable yet. Is it possible that I can kill them and tear up the imperial decree and pretend that nothing happened? That is the First Prince, but Hua! Since I am not orthodox, what are the conditions to say no?" An Mingxi turned around and stared at Wei Zhongliang with fiery eyes, "I have nothing but your support."

Looking at An Mingxi for a long time, Wei Zhongliang closed his eyes, sighed, and asked slowly: "Does Your Highness trust the old minister?"

"Trust," An Mingxi nodded without hesitation, "Shangshu's kindness to you, Mingxi will never be repaid, if not for Wei Shangshu, Mingxi will be nothing more than a speck of dust under the dragon chair... After all, he has failed the Shangshu's expectations. "

Wei Zhongliang shook his head: "There is still a chance."

An Mingxi was taken aback when he heard this.

"Even if the imperial decree is true, His Majesty, who has passed away, can no longer testify. We can start from this aspect."

"The military power in the capital is in the hands of Hua Qianyu. If they seize it in the name of orthodoxy, how can we resist? Although the master attendant is good, but the number is far less than that of the imperial army, not to mention that I have not ascended the throne yet, so they may not always obey my orders. "

Wei Zhongliang was silent for a moment, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Your Highness, do you know how many princes and princes died when His Majesty ascended the throne? The heights are extremely cold, and the more people stand on a high place, the more afraid they will be pushed down. Your Highness thought that the third prince would let him go." Have you ever had your own power and fought against him for the throne?"

Wei Zhongliang sighed again: "Hey, some things may not succeed if you do them, but if you don't do them, you must die... Is Your Highness ready to face such a situation?"

Fading away his timidity, An Mingxi no longer showed any worries, but only asked: "What is Wei Shangshu going to do?"

Very good, Wei Zhong said with a conscience.

"The old minister has some troops in his hands. His Highness can drag the third prince first. During this time, the old minister will let those guards pretend to be ordinary people to enter the city one after another for His Highness's use."

"Soldiers? Didn't Wei Shangshu stop leading soldiers long ago? Could it be that the father hasn't taken back the soldier talisman?"

Wei Zhongliang shook his head: "Perhaps he expected this day. Since the time when the veteran was determined to support His Highness to ascend the throne, the veteran has raised a team outside Beijing... At that time, he was afraid that the third prince would rebel against him, and he didn't want His Majesty to favor the Hua family after all. Just in case There is still an imperial decree... oh..."

An Mingxi pretended to be sad and lowered his head.Originally, he was still a little ashamed of Wei Zhongliang because of this obvious lie, and all his good feelings were lost in an instant - did he think he was really so innocent and easy to lie?

Daning expressly prohibits private raising of troops, no amount of reasons can cover up the fact that Wei Zhongliang has a different heart, and Wei Zhongliang doesn't care whether An Mingxi believes it or not, because of this situation, An Mingxi can only follow his arrangement if he wants to become the throne.Of course, even if An Mingxi changed his mind and insisted on abdicating, he would use strong means to make things develop as he wanted. The day of no master in Daning is the best time for him to make a move.

"Okay, everything is arranged by Shangshu."

Wei Zhongliang nodded in relief, and said: "In order to prevent the third prince and his party from attacking His Highness, during this time, I will arrange a few people with strong martial arts to guard him personally. Even so, Your Highness must be careful."

"There is Lao Shangshu." An Mingxi pushed his hands in a bow, respectful on the surface, but in his heart he resented that Wei Zhongliang made a decision without his consent.

Guard?However, under the name of a guard, An Mingxi thought that Wei Zhongliang probably didn't have much trust in him.

"Everything will be handled by the Shangshu, but I hope Wei Shangshu can keep the lives of the princes." An Mingxi straightened his waist, put down his hands, looked at Wei Zhongliang's face, and said.

Regardless of whether Wei Zhongliang listened to the order or not, he needed assurances to reduce the possibility beyond his control.

"Your Majesty obeys the order," Wei Zhongliang said, and also made a bow, "But please remember: Your Highness is kind, but they will not let him go.

"Father forced me to swear a poisonous oath before he was alive, ordering me not to harm my siblings... The dungeon is big enough for them to be imprisoned for the rest of their lives."

"Yes."

"Also, Hua Qianyu, don't hurt him."

Wei Zhongliang couldn't agree any more, he asked: "Does Your Highness not want to see blood? It's so naive."

After thinking about it again and again, An Mingxi still gave a reason: "Because I want him to be my man." If Wei Zhongliang sent someone to follow him, maybe he would not be ignorant of his relationship with Hua Qianyu, and frankly, he could win Wei Zhongliang's trust.

"Your Highness..." Wei Zhongliang was surprised.

In order to prevent Wei Zhongliang from thinking "that way", An Mingxi added: "Don't worry, Shangshu, if Hua Qianyu insists on supporting An Mingjing, I will let him have fun under me and never step out of the palace. "

……

An Mingxi's hobbies will not affect Wei Zhongliang's plan, since An Shiyu has already been born, there is no need for An Mingxi's other children to be born.In his plan, An Mingxi faced the inevitable end of death, and the Hua family would also be destroyed. From then on, he would control the young An Shiyu as the regent.

He is very good at treating "children", but it is not his blood that flows on An Shiyu's body. He will marry An Shiyu and the Wei family, and let An Shiyu die after the birth of his heir and before he becomes an adult. After that, Wei Shi will continue to support the new emperor as the regent.

Wei Zhongliang was old, but he was not in a hurry to seize power, because if Daning hadn't been destroyed by the emperor's licentiousness, the officials and common people would be nostalgic for the "former dynasty". If the resistance was high, his Wei dynasty would survive Not too long.Rather than blatantly usurping the throne, it is better to replace the Hua family, gradually evade the imperial power, and let Daning gradually evolve into the world of the Wei family.

He regards himself as a cornerstone, and his most outstanding grandson, Wei Shang, will inherit his philosophy and hegemony after his death.Before Hua's forces are completely eradicated, this cornerstone is still unstable, and An Mingxi still needs to live. In order to avoid forcing An Mingxi's rebellious emotions, he will act according to An Mingxi's will.An Mingxi wanted Hua Qianyu, so he asked him to go. It was ironic that the Hua family, who had always thought highly of himself, had to sell his appearance to win the emperor's favor. He was very happy to see such a situation, and would even After An Mingxi's death, Hua Qianyu was buried with him, so that this unbearable relationship|event will forever engrave Hua and An on the pillar of shame.

However, if Hua Qianyu's bedside wind affects An Mingxi, and even makes plans to target Wei... Huangkou Xiaoer, as long as Wei Zhongliang is still alive, there is nothing to fear.

He has to live longer, but his body is getting worse day by day, and the haze called "aging" gathers darkly on his head... He is not a person who is afraid of death.

Wei Zhongliang propped up his elbows, supported his body and sat up from the bed, raised his stiff legs, and let his feet land on the ground. After the servant put on the cloth shoes for him, he supported the edge of the bed with both hands, stood up, raised his arms and swayed He waved his hand so that the servant didn't have to follow, and then walked out of the bedroom slowly.

The noon sun hurt people's eyes. Wei Zhongliang, who stepped across the threshold, couldn't help but frowned and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, Boyin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, stood in front of him.Boyin knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and called out respectfully, "My lord."

With a faint smile on his face, Wei Zhongliang asked, "Are you back?"

"Yes."

Wei Zhongliang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help the tall man in front of him: "As a father, your body is getting worse day by day, but you are still the same... like your mother, you don't look old at all."

"For the father"?

The flattered Boyin didn't know what to reply for a while, and looked at Wei Zhongliang blankly.Wei Zhongliang saw that he was not used to it, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's almost time to end, you have suffered a lot these years."

Boyin bowed his head, and solemnly replied: "Everything about Boyin is given by the Lord, even if this life is returned to the Lord, he will not hesitate."

Wei Zhongliang patted him on the shoulder again, walked past him, turned his back to him, and said, "This may be the last task——Take care of His Royal Highness, don't let him act rashly, and report it in time if you notice something strange."

"Yes."

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On the day of An Qingxuan's funeral, the first snow fell in Luojing, and God seemed to send him off with tears, but the hands of the 72 coffin bearers were turned red from the "tears". The coffin was subjected to the fate of the depraved woman, and they maintained their professionalism, moving steadily in an uninterrupted lament as if in an orderly manner.An Mingxi, with a white cloth around his head and wearing filial piety, walked at the front of the line. The bitter wind hit him in the face, turning his fair skin red from the cold, and the light snow fell on his body, melting and froze again. into frost...

Sure enough, An Mingxi, who came back from the mausoleum, caught the wind and cold, but the next day, he was still sick, and arrived at the Xuanzheng Hall early to preside over An Qingxuan's first morning court after his death.

Hua Qianyu, who was standing in front of the military officer, looked at his still red nose and ears, and felt distressed for a while. The civil and military officials who attended the monarch's funeral also felt lingering fear, and asked him to take care of himself.An Mingxi thanked him, stopped all officials' concerns, and went straight to the point, starting to solve the government affairs that could not be dealt with during the funeral.

After all affairs, large and small, were properly arranged, the focus of the court attendance was on the enthronement ceremony.The Minister of Rites gave the auspicious date first, and it would be half a month later at the earliest.Before An Mingxi could answer, An Mingjing stood up, his jaw raised proudly, and he asked, "Does the Fourth Emperor want to take this opportunity to replace him?"

When all the officials heard about it, they all looked at each other, as if they wanted to find out the meaning of An Mingjing's words from the faces of their colleagues.

An Mingxi patted the armrest, stood up, and said to everyone: "Let's leave the court like this. I have important matters to discuss with Brother Sanhuang." With this order, all officials had to leave.

Wei Zhongliang looked at the leaving figures of Hua Jueming and Hua Qianmo, knowing that they had understood the situation before leaving Hua Qianyu to leave calmly.

In the end, only An Mingxi, An Mingjing, Wei Zhongliang and Hua Qianyu were left in the Xuanzheng Hall.

An Mingjing looked at An Mingxi who was on the dragon chair, and said sarcastically, "Is it comfortable to sit in a seat that doesn't belong to you?"

An Mingxi didn't answer, but instead asked: "Why, General Hua and Brother Sanhuang have formed an alliance, right?"

Hua Qianyu made a bow, and replied: "Since Wei Shangshu has been left behind, how can Yu ignore the Third Highness?"

An Mingjing stretched out his hand and flattened his palm. Seeing this, Hua Qianyu walked towards him, took out the imperial decree from his sleeve, and handed it to An Mingjing.An Mingjing held the imperial decree tightly and said: "I promised you to settle the matter after the funeral, because I didn't want to ruin the funeral of the emperor; I didn't read it in front of all the ministers, because I respect you the most - the emperor wants to delay until now." When? When you successfully ascend the throne?"

"The imperial decree must be true?" An Mingxi leaned against the back of the chair with a tired face, "Father is no longer alive, who can testify? Brother Dahuang? Is it credible?"

"Ha," An Mingjing raised his head and chuckled, "Repent? Or, from the beginning, it was just your excuse?"

An Mingxi didn't respond. Hua Qianyu put his index finger and thumb in a circle, put them in his mouth, and blew a long whistle. Soon, guards poured in from both sides of the gate. The guards drew their swords one after another and surrounded the hall tightly. Pointing at An Mingxi.

Qin Duya stepped into the gate, passed through the guards, and walked behind Hua Qianyu.

"General."

Hua Qianyu looked at him and nodded.

The lingering sense of disobedience lingered in An Mingxi's heart, inexplicably making his heart beat faster—everything was going smoothly, surrounded by groups of people, regardless of whether Wei Zhongliang arranged outside the palace or outside the palace. Wei Zhongliang could only bow his head no matter how many guards were killed, but...it went so smoothly.

"Is the Shangshu surprised?" Hua Qianyu asked with a smile, "There is an ambush outside the palace tomorrow morning. Why didn't the Shangshu get the news, and even rushed into the hall. Why are your people still silent?"

It seems that this kind of success is not as easy as An Mingxi thought - Hua Qianyu's words made An Mingxi feel more comfortable.

"Did General Hua arrest everyone?" Wei Zhongliang asked, but he didn't show panic.

Hua Qianyu nodded: "Entered the palace as a mourner, but not only did not attend the funeral, but also stayed in the palace after His Majesty's funeral. Did Wei Shangshu think that the extra people who came out of thin air would not be discovered if they changed their identities?"

"The ones outside the palace will also be captured by you."

Hua Qianyu nodded and asked, "Does the Shangshu have any backup?"

"Have."

Accompanied by Wei Zhongliang's indifferent reply, the swords of the imperial guards all pointed at Hua Qianyu and An Mingjing. In an instant, Hua Qianyu reacted quickly, turned around and pulled out the dagger in his sleeve, and blocked An Mingjing while protecting him. Qin Duya's long sword.

"Qin Duya!" Hua Qianyu stared at Qin Duya, burning with anger.

"How long have you been a general, how many hearts can you win?" Wei Zhongliang said as he stepped up the steps and walked towards An Mingxi.

"Next... please give the crown prince instructions."

An Mingxi got up, swallowed his heart that was about to burst, looked down at the two people in the sea of ​​swords, and said in a deep voice: "Imperial decree, present it."

An Mingjing glared at An Mingxi, while Hua Qianyu was still facing An Mingxi with his back facing Qin Duya.

"Are you looking for death?" An Mingxi said angrily, "Recognize the situation clearly, is it possible that you want to be buried here with your master?"

Hua Qianyu let go, the dagger fell to the ground, and An Mingjing also handed over the imperial decree to a guard.

"Put it down and put it in the prison."