Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

In Prince Wu's Mansion, before Zhuang Han got up, he heard Yun'er rushing to the dormitory, no need to ask, something must have happened.

Zhuang Han stood up and asked, "Yun'er, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yun'er looked around, clung to Zhuang Han's ear, and whispered something.

Hearing this, Zhuang Han frowned and said, "Where is he?"

"It has been arranged to lie down in an inner room." Yun'er replied.

"Then can I hire a doctor?" Zhuang Han asked while putting on his clothes.

Yun'er helped him put on his clothes, "I've asked Royal Doctor Wang to go see it." She took a cloak and put it on Zhuang Han.

"Is Royal Physician Wang reliable?" Zhuang Han and Yun'er went out of the room together and hurried there.

Yun'er hurriedly said, "Master, don't worry, he is already a member of our Wu Palace."

"That's good."

In that room, Zhuang Han hurried to the bed, looked at the dying old eunuch Wei Zhong covered in blood, frowned and asked Wang Yuyi, "Is he all right?"

Wang Yu said, "I'm telling my princess, I've lost too much blood, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

Zhuang Han paused in his heart, rubbed his hands anxiously and said, "How could the emperor's personal eunuch get hurt like this?"

No one answered, because everyone didn't know the reason.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Han thought, maybe something big happened in the palace, and the old eunuch in front of him is in a coma, so he can't ask anything. It seems that he can only send someone to the palace to inquire first.

Thinking of this, he called out, "Little Anzi."

"Yes, master."

"You take a few people to the palace immediately to see what happened."

"Yes, master."

Just as he was about to leave, Zhuang Han said again, "If something really happens, don't report it first, and protect the prince first."

"The slave obeys the order and will definitely do his best."

Zhuang Han nodded in satisfaction, "Go!"

Qi'an answered yes heavily.

After they retreated, Zhuang Han asked Wang Yuyi, "May Wang Yuyi try his best to save this person?"

"This..." Doctor Wang frowned, looking embarrassed.

"It's okay to wake him up, but this person must wake up, because he must know something before he can be assassinated." Zhuang Han said seriously, "There is Wang Lao's imperial doctor."

"Then let the old minister have a try." Wang Yuyi saluted, and then walked to the bed and began to treat Wei Zhong. The injury on Wei Zhong's body obviously wanted his life. It seemed that he could only try his luck.

Zhuang Han looked out of the house restlessly, he had already known in his heart that the prince must be in trouble, and the emperor must have passed away, otherwise his personal eunuch would not have appeared at the gate of Prince Wu's mansion.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps, and when he looked again, Wu Wenxuan came back.

"My lord." Zhuang Han hurriedly called out.

"Where's Wei Zhong?" Wu Wenxuan hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Physician Wang is treating you." The two entered the inner room as they spoke.

Walking to the bed, looking at the dying Wei Zhong, Wu Wenxuan asked anxiously, "Doctor Wang, how is Wei Zhong doing?"

"My lord doesn't know. This Wei Zhong has multiple stab wounds and lost too much blood. He will definitely not survive."

"You..." Wu Wenxuan didn't know what to say, sighed, and looked at the bed again.

"Ahem..." There was a slight coughing sound, upon hearing this, Wu Wenxuan and Zhuang Han stepped in front of the bed at the same time.

"My lord, he's awake." Zhuang Han said in surprise.

Wei Zhong gasped weakly, his eyes were distracted, and his blood-stained hands trembled to grab Wu Wenxuan's hand.

Wu Wenxuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it, and called softly, "Wei Zhong."

"Yes, it's Wen... Prince Wenxuan?"

"Wei Zhong, it's me, I'm Wenxuan."

"My lord, the crown prince...took his hands and feet in the emperor's... medicine, so...the emperor... died. Also, before the emperor died, he said... that the world is, yes, yes..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Zhong suddenly died.

Wu Wenxuan pulled Wei Zhong tighter, and asked loudly, "Wei Zhong, Wei Zhong, please explain clearly, what does the father mean before he dies?"

But Wei Zhong had died, and Wu Wenxuan's mind was in a mess, who was right or wrong.

My father cut off my feudal position, my father was killed by my elder brother, my father said that this world... what is this world?

Seeing that Wu Wenxuan was at a loss for a while, Zhuang Han stepped forward, held his hand, and called softly, "My lord..."

Wu Wenxuan raised his head slowly, his eyes were full of confusion and sadness, seeing Zhuang Han's distressed eyes, he grasped his hand tightly, "My lord, right now we need to bury Wei Zhong first, and then make plans according to the situation... at this juncture , don't lose your sense of proportion."

After hearing this, Wu Wenxuan looked at him, nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, Princess, for reminding me."

In the next few days, the whole country mourned, and the princes and their families went to the funeral to watch the funeral. Some of the concubines of Emperor Yonglong couldn't bear it and chose to go with him, some were crazy, and some looked calm. Representative of this.

Looking at the Queen's expression, Zhuang Han was surprised, but more puzzled. This woman lost her husband, but she was so calm, as if everything in this palace had nothing to do with her, even if the officials asked her No matter what, I will only say, "Let everything be decided by the prince."

In April of that year, Wu Wenyuan succeeded to the throne. After three days of mourning, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the name of the country was "Yong'an", and the prince Wenyuan was called "Emperor Yong'an".

"I am the emperor hand-picked by my father, and I am a legitimate son of heaven. From now on, I will work hard to make the country left by my father more prosperous." Wu Wenyuan, who sat on the dragon chair, said arrogantly.

The civil and military officials knelt under the court hall and shouted, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Just such a high-pitched cry resounded through the Chongzheng Hall like thunder.

"The emperor announces the decree." Emperor Yong'an's personal eunuch stood in the hall and shouted to the civil and military officials below with a hanging voice.

Then, he calmed down, and then preached, "Before his death, the late emperor said that because his third son Wu Wenxuan held a large amount of military power and land, which had a bad influence on the court, he cut off his vassal position, took back his land and military power, and demoted him to a commoner. It has nothing to do with the royal family anymore, and the wake is over, Wu Wenxuan should leave the capital immediately, and he must not violate the order."

His Highness is kneeling, most of them are veterans who have gone through the two dynasties. They have experienced many changes following the late emperor's conquest of the country and the protection of the country. It is really not much, however, all civil and military officials could not help but raise their heads slightly when they heard this imperial decree.

This cutting down the vassal is not a trivial matter, and why only cut off the vassal position of Prince Wenxuan?

Although the ministers had doubts, they dared not disobey the edict of the former emperor. Even though some officials had an angry look on their faces, they did not dare to object rashly in this atmosphere. While hesitating, the Seventh Prince Wu Wenxing yelled like a cat whose hair has exploded.

"Brother, father would never issue such an imperial edict before his death."

Just like that, some of the officials began to agree, Wu Wenyuan looked at him, and said coldly, "Seventh Brother, what do you mean, I have falsely passed on the emperor's will?"

"This..." Wu Wenxing was speechless.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Wenxuan never glanced at Emperor Yong'an, nor did he pay attention to other officials in the palace, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

No matter what the father said before he died, judging from Wei Zhong's expression and words, the father definitely did not cut his own throne, so it is because the elder brother doesn't like him and made a decision without authorization.

Zhuang Han, who was far outside the hall, was taken aback when he heard the imperial decree, then closed his eyes and said nothing in his heart, my lord, I hope you can calm down in the hall.

Someone who supported the new emperor's faction took the lead and said, "Prince Wenxuan please accept the order and leave the capital immediately."

Then a group of people echoed, and in such a situation, the remaining officials could only bow their heads and echo.

Wu Wenxuan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, held back his anger, and saluted, "Wu Wenxuan, a grassroots man, leads the order."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out of the main hall. Wu Wenxing looked at him and said with a deep cry, "Third Brother..."

Walking to his side, Wu Wenxuan stopped and said softly, "Seventh brother, take care of yourself when third brother is away."

"Third brother..." Wu Wenxing felt even more uncomfortable.

Wu Wenxuan glanced at him again, then left the hall, walked outside the hall, looked at Zhuang Han who was still kneeling on the ground, walked over and stretched out his hands to support him.

Zhuang Han looked at his expression and said to himself, I know the pain in your heart, but at this time, you must bear the humiliation and live on.

He whispered, "My lord, well done, now you have to bear with it, the so-called small intolerance leads to chaos and big plans."

Listening to what he said, Wu Wenxuan didn't say anything, but turned to look at him, Zhuang Han met his gaze and gave him a positive look.

Wu Wenxuan suddenly felt less sad, held his hand tightly, and the two of them walked towards the outside of the palace holding hands.

As soon as the court meeting was over, Wu Wenxing hurried to Wenxuan Palace. The new emperor was supposed to go back to his bedroom to rest, but he had to go in person to send Wu Wenxuan out of the city.

In any case, the play was well done.

Seeing the dismissal of the people in the palace, and the dismissal of those returning to their hometown, Wu Wenxuan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Emperor Yong'an stood far away, and walked in front of Wu Wenxuan after a while.

"Third Brother, Father just cut your vassal position and demoted you to a commoner, but this property is still yours, you don't have to..."

"Your Majesty, I'm a commoner, so I don't want to hug you any more. I just want to be an ordinary person. This is what my father always said. Everyone should be what they are, right?" Wu Wenxuan interrupted him and said sternly.

After hearing his words, Emperor Yong'an frowned first, and then smiled happily, "Okay, the third brother really listens to the emperor's words the most."

Wu Wenxuan had a half-smile, "The emperor praised you." After a pause, "If there is nothing wrong, the emperor should go back to the palace, tidy things up, and I will leave immediately."

"I, I want to ask where the third brother plans to live? Do I need to send some people to escort him there?" Emperor Yong'an looked at the expressionless Wu Wenxuan and asked, "Or if there is any need for the third brother, just ask, I will definitely answer." Made it for you."

"I have dismissed all the family members. I have given away what I can, and I have given away what I can give away. Now I am relaxed. Only me and my wife are left, so I don't need to bother the emperor."

"Okay." Emperor Yong'an's expression was a little unsightly.

The little eunuch standing aside glanced around, and then said, "Prepare the sedan chair, the emperor returns to the palace."

After Emperor Yong'an left, Wu Wenxing, who was hiding in the house, came out. Wu Wenxuan looked at him and said with a smile, "Wenxing, what kind of temper are you playing?"

Wu Wenxing glanced at him carefully and said, "Third brother, are you really not feeling uncomfortable? Are you really not angry with elder brother?"

Wu Wenxuan was taken aback for a moment, then slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "He just obeyed his father's will, why is he angry?"

"Why aren't you angry? I'm not only angry with my father, but I'm also angry with my elder brother. I'm angry that he's the emperor, so why can't I just panic? Anyway, my father is no longer here. Why are you so stubborn?" Wu Wenxing frowned indignantly. Said, "If I become the emperor, I will definitely miss the brotherhood."

Wu Wenxuan shook his head helplessly, and then confessed, "You can say this in front of me, but when you leave this door, you must not say a word, do you hear me?"

Wu Wenxing pursed his lips, nodded and said. "Understood, third brother."

Wu Wenxuan smiled lightly, and gently patted his head.

Wu Wenxing looked at him and pouted, "You can't help the third brother, the seventh brother really deserves to die." After saying that, he looked dejected.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Wenxuan's complexion changed, and he sighed, "You are still young, not yet an adult, and now the emperor is no longer, and your mother and concubine have been in poor health for many years, I promise third brother to take good care of myself."

Wu Wenxing bowed his head in response.