After Waking up Beside the Villain

Chu Yunsheng never worried that the family would try to usurp the throne.

Even in the original plot, the regent died, the little emperor died, Bei Hanfeng was weak, and the entire generals could not withstand the blow of the family, and the family never kicked Bei Hanfeng off the throne and ascended the throne by himself.

This behavior seems incredible, but the reason is very simple.

A century-old dynasty, a thousand-year family.

The aristocratic family considers themselves to be in a detached position and attaches great importance to reputation and martial arts.They can be the behind-the-scenes hands that control the world, but they cannot ascend to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, otherwise the reputation of managing generations will be ruined.

Just like in the original plot when they assisted Bei Hanfeng to ascend the throne, the rebellious officials and thieves scolded by the world are Bei Hanfeng, but it is not because they chose to support Bei Hanfeng after the death of the little emperor "for the sake of the people of the world" and "forced to do so" Emperor's family.

At that time, the reason why the aristocratic family wanted to kill Chu Yunsheng was that Chu Yunsheng had too much power, had military power, and was unwilling to cooperate with the aristocratic family, which became a stumbling block for the aristocratic family to control the world.Compared to the mighty Chu Yunsheng, Beihanfeng and Jiangmen were obviously much easier to manipulate.

Without a Lu Fenglou, they could raise a new puppet.

The puppet bears the infamy, and the aristocratic family takes the benefits.It will remain in the history books in the future, and it will still have a good reputation for generations to come.

If it weren't for Mu Qingjia's variable in the original text, I'm afraid the drama of the aristocratic family would last for a long time.

So to put it bluntly, the aristocratic family only wants to be in power, but they don't want to be emperor.Based on this premise, if one really wants to change the palace, then the aristocratic family must have a candidate who can support him.

Although the aristocratic family made some small moves in the past few months, they didn't see any major problems, so Chu Yunsheng just set up some hidden stakes to monitor, and didn't do anything superfluous.However, Chu Yunsheng smelled something unusual about the sudden attack of the royal family this morning.

"The teacher means that I can no longer be an honest and obedient puppet, so they will abandon me and find a new one?"

In Zhaoyang Hall, Lu Fenglou sat cross-legged on a soft cushion, clasped the chess box with his fingers, and fiddled with the jade chess pieces inside.

A short table separated the two of them, and Chu Yunsheng sat opposite, looking at the endgame on the chessboard, peeling off his own guesses: "The early game is full of loopholes, too fragile. It seems that there is a lack of people, and they are trying to seize the North. The Twelve Cities of the Earth is actually a temptation. After His Majesty has chosen the side of the minister, their goal has been achieved."

"With the disbandment of the harem, the influence of each family in the palace has been compromised. The people in the harem have been replaced again and again, and most of those eyeliners have gone. The remaining few, either do not matter, or are hidden too deeply, it is already difficult It has too much impact on the palace."

As Chu Yunsheng said, a white piece fell between his fingers: "So they should think that this king has controlled the palace, and furthermore, controlled His Majesty."

Lu Fenglou held a small handful of sunspots, but instead of playing chess, he just twirled them, and his eyes swept across Chu Yunsheng: "But the teacher should also know that it is not easy to change the family. It is not easy to talk about the strength of the army. After they pulled Zhen off the dragon chair, where are they going to find the next emperor?"

"My uncle died early, and I have no brothers. When the imperial grandfather seized the throne, most of them were implicated in crimes and demoted to common people. The remaining men are thin, almost none. If we talk about people with foreign surnames, Bei Hanfeng is dead There is nothing to be afraid of if the general family is ruined. Although the family is strong, it will not stand on its own as the emperor - after such a calculation, I really don't know where they will come from to get a new emperor who is justified."

The sunspots fell from Lu Fenglou's fingers one by one, and fell back into the chess box, making the clear and clear sound of jade and stone hitting each other.

Lu Fenglou squinted his eyes listening to this pleasant voice, smiled, and said meaningfully: "Of course, if the teacher is willing, the family will naturally find an excellent candidate."

Chu Yunsheng glanced at Lu Fenglou.

Arrogant brats are like this, they like to stretch their paws to test the bottom line of danger step by step.Now that Lu Fenglou's insinuations and provocations towards him are almost undisguised, it makes Chu Yunsheng miss the little counselor who said he would kneel when he first came to this world.

Too lazy to waste his time, Chu Yunsheng took out a secret letter and handed it to him, which contained the news of the four great families that he had sent people to collect since the New Year's Eve banquet.

The extremely private messages were clearly visible, which were sorted out by Chu Yunsheng last night.

Lu Fenglou was slightly surprised, obviously a little unexpected that Chu Yunsheng would share such a secret letter with him at no cost.

But he is not polite, his own eyeliner is not comparable to the intelligence network of the Prince Regent's House.

After receiving the letter, Lu Fenglou unfolded it, looked at it at a glance, and suddenly paused: "Diezhou..."

Chu Yunsheng saw that Lu Fenglou's face changed, and it was obvious that something was wrong with Diezhou, so he said, "About a month ago, the family secretly sent people to Diezhou, and their actions were very covert. Diezhou is Where the Li family army is, we didn't find out too many things."

Lu Fenglou was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Teacher and Father are close friends, do you still remember my uncle who died of illness?"

Chu Yunsheng searched the original body's memory carefully, and found a figure from a corner - the younger brother of the late emperor, a sick child, made a county king, and died on the road at the age of 30.If the original body's memory is correct, the place where the county king died of illness seems to be Diezhou.

"At that time, my aunt stayed in Diezhou and refused to return to Beijing. She died of illness a year later. It is said that she might be pregnant." Lu Fenglou said.

Chu Yun suddenly realized.

That county king was afraid of the first emperor, and it is very likely that the posthumous child will be concealed.However, the aristocratic family will not choose adults if they want to support them. It is estimated that they have found the little emperor's nephew before they can be regarded as second-hand preparations.

But the aristocratic family obviously didn't make up their minds, so they took action today to test Lu Fenglou's attitude.If Lu Fenglou is still willing to stand on the side of the aristocratic family, it should be fine.But Lu Fenglou did not.

Now that Lu Fenglou's attitude has been confirmed, the aristocratic family must have made up their minds and are about to make a move.

Just abandoning Lu Fenglou in this way and supporting a new young emperor is not a good choice.

Although the ins and outs were determined from Lu Fenglou, Chu Yunsheng could tell that the little emperor only focused on analysis and didn't care about doing anything.

Chu Yunsheng didn't care about his little abacus, and started to make arrangements when he returned to the palace.

The capital is full of fragrance in April, and the continuous drizzle hides layers of turbulence.

Chu Yunsheng played the last spring thunder at the end of April with a major corruption case involving the entire Jiangnan officialdom. The children of the Sun family were involved, and the roots of the Qian family were severely damaged.

This move is undoubtedly a declaration of war on the family.

Only now did the four great families know that the previous reforms and reforms were nothing more than a simple move. When it comes to this big case, Chu Yunsheng's move can be regarded as the real start of the chess game.

Everything in the past was just a foreshadowing of a small fight. Now that the regent has torn his face, the family will naturally not back down.

Jiangnan's officialdom suddenly fell into a stalemate.

At the same time, the aristocratic family mobilized their disciples, literati, to write a letter with many officials, first urging Lu Fenglou to be incompetent, the people are in dire straits, and to issue an edict to punish oneself, and second, to urge the army to be redundant and eat all the money, and to reduce the number of people and disarm.

As soon as the disarmament memorial was released, for Chu Yunsheng, it was indeed a bit of a drudgery.

Chu Yunsheng held the military power, and the aristocratic family tried to seize it, but they couldn't, so they simply came up with a way to disarm the army.It is better to weaken the military power that cannot be seized.Moreover, there is a precedent for disarmament. When Emperor Taizong founded the country, he had disarmed the army because his generals were self-respecting, strong in martial arts and weak in culture.

Now, again, for a good reason.

One is that after the peace talks, there will be no war for a few years, and it is useless to keep it.The second is that the army is too expensive to keep, and the treasury is empty and cannot afford it.The third is that the soldiers will be weak, and they will eat nothing to support them. It is better to save money to benefit the people.

This move was a conspiracy, and Chu Yunsheng had no choice but to accept it.

But it is really impossible to rely on these to force him to submit.

Facing the fiercely worded memorials and petitions that flew in like snowflakes, Chu Yun didn't do anything. He just picked a few sharp-tongued ministers under his command, and talked with these aristocratic families every morning. An early morning debate was held.

The people on Chu Yunsheng's side didn't say no or no cuts, they were just procrastinating.

The power of the Prince Regent's Palace is biased toward generals, and the situation should have been unfavorable in the debate.But there was Lu Fenglou who was willing to help others, and secretly sent people to fan the flames and rush in to help the firepower, which stirred up the debate very grandly, and even the people who did not strictly control their speech talked about disarmament after dinner.

Most of the firepower was attracted away by the disarmament, and the matter of guilty edict was left alone.

And when the turmoil of corruption and disarmament in the south of the Yangtze River intensified, Lu Fenglou, at the request of the regent, chose an inappropriate and inappropriate time to start Enke.

Entrepreneurs from all over the country rushed to Beijing, and forces from all sides surged.

There are two more piles of memorials for the impeachment of the Regent.

In such a chaotic and absurd situation, April passed and May arrived.

Lu Fenglou's birthday is also here.

It was dark and cloudy that day, and the sky was filled with rain that was about to fall, and it was damp and cool everywhere.

As usual, Chu Yunsheng was trapped in the meeting hall, and he couldn't even squeeze out a tea time on the way.When he finally escaped from the meeting hall and stepped out of the mahogany gate, Chu Yunsheng summoned Di Yan who had returned to the capital.

Di Yan followed Chu Yunsheng back to the Prince Regent's Mansion through the night, and then saw his prince rolled up his sleeves, lit a lamp, and entered the small kitchen.

Di Yan: "..."

Di Yan refused to believe that the man who was washing his hands and making soup by the stove was his prince, but he couldn't help but believe the vivid scenes before his eyes.

"My lord, this is..." Di Yan asked with difficulty.

Chu Yunsheng is skilled at making noodles: "Today, the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, His Majesty's birthday, cook a bowl of longevity noodles."

The answer was not what Di Yan expected.

He squatted down to help pick the vegetables, and stared at Chu Yunsheng with a complicated expression while picking them, totally unable to see that his lord was actually a hero and a seed of infatuation for a beauty.

During this period of time, Di Yan has also seen through various sources that the little emperor on the dragon chair is by no means simple. He is afraid that his affectionate prince gave up his power and his heart, but in the end it ended in misery.

Ugh.

Di Yan sighed secretly, he seemed to have new feelings for the best-selling storybook "The Ruthless King Destroys the Heart and the Affectionate Jundi Teacher", and he shed tears from his heartache.

at the same time.

The willow shoots are on the moon, and the lights in Zhaoyang Hall are dim.

Lu Fenglou picked up the pen and took the last stroke, staring intently at the painting on the table, as if he was thinking about something, his expression was difficult to distinguish.

After an unknown amount of time, the maid's voice came from outside the palace gate.Lu Fenglou put down his pen, balled up the ink-stained paper, threw it into a porcelain vase full of scrolls, and said, "Come in."

The heavy palace door was pushed open, and a slender court lady stepped in with her head bowed, holding a bowl of steaming longevity noodles on a tray in her hand.

Every year, regardless of whether there is a birthday banquet or not, Lu Fenglou will prepare a bowl of longevity noodles in the imperial dining room.

"Put it here."

Lu Fenglou said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The maid stepped on the broken lamp shadows all over the floor, put the longevity noodles on the table, and raised her hand to add incense to the small incense burner beside the desk.

Xu Shi was dazed at night, the maid's movements were not very agile, the furnace cover bumped against the corner, making a slight crisp sound.

Lu Fenglou followed the sound, and saw the maid raised her bright and alluring face in shock, knelt down, and said in panic, "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Lu Fenglou sat on the chair and did not speak.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

The court lady kneeling on the ground could only see the hem of Lu Fenglou's clothes hanging down, her heart was beating fast and flustered.But her panic and anxiety were not due to fear, but excitement and nervousness.

She is the hidden stake that the family has been lurking for a long time and is the closest to Lu Fenglou.

In order to protect his identity, he didn't even have to do the work of delivering news on weekdays.The aristocratic family raised her for only one purpose, and that is today—the longevity noodles were seasoned, and the small incense burner was filled with spices.Any one of them alone is not enough to be called poison, but if the two meet, they can poison people.

But this poison is not fatal, it will only make people drowsy and stupid, and it cannot be diagnosed. It will take a few more days to add some medicine before it can really kill people.

The aristocratic family didn't intend to directly poison the emperor to death, otherwise they were afraid to make wedding clothes for others.As for what the poisonous and stupid emperor will do next, the maid does not know.She is very clear that she will be an abandoned child after completing the task, but it doesn't matter, she has already thought about the way out.

Returning to the aristocratic family pregnant with a dragon species, after the eldest son of Diezhou, the aristocratic family will prepare a third legitimate puppet emperor for the aristocratic family-the aristocratic family will obviously feel more at ease about the young emperor raised by themselves.

They have no reason to refuse.

Inexplicable excitement filled her heart, the maid cautiously raised her head, seeing that Lu Fenglou was still looking at her, her ears turned red, and she said in a low voice: "If you don't use it, your face will be cold, Your Majesty."

She didn't care whether it was disrespectful for her to look directly at Sheng Yan at this time, she only looked at Lu Fenglou, showing her face on purpose.

Then she saw a smile on Lu Fenglou's handsome face, and said to her: "Get up. You feed me."

Dismissing the harem has been held back for a long time, so what if the sleeves are broken, it's not because she has become lustful.

The court lady showed shyness, but there was some disdain in her eyes.

She suppressed her excitement and got up, picked up the bowl of longevity noodles, picked some with chopsticks, and leaned softly towards Lu Fenglou, putting on a gesture of refusal and welcome, ready to deal with Lu Fenglou's fierceness at any time Dafa: "Your Majesty..."

Lu Fenglou had indeed turned violent.

The dagger was lightly sent to the maid's heart, blood dripped down the blade and landed on the cuff of the dragon robe.

The maid widened her eyes in shock and anger, and slowly lowered her head, looking at the dagger as if unwilling to do so, it turned and stirred, breaking her heart.

"how come……"

The dagger was drawn out, and the court lady fell to the ground, dying with regret.

Lu Fenglou took out a handkerchief to wipe the blade, and answered the maid's question: "The spice you used is very delicious. It was chosen by me."

After speaking, he heard familiar footsteps coming from outside the hall.

As soon as the palm was released, the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

The next moment, the door of the hall opened, and a tall and lonely figure entered with a food box.

As soon as he entered the hall, the figure paused, and then quickly walked to Lu Fenglou, lifted the small incense burner on the table with curling smoke, and said in a cold voice, "Aphrodisiac effect?"

Hearing the cold voice, Lu Fenglou raised his head.

He lay down on the seat, slightly messy black hair sticking to the sides of his face, his flushed cheeks and sweaty temples were exposed to the dim yellow candlelight, and the clear tide surged.

With short breaths, Lu Fenglou clenched the armrest tightly, his legs together, and whispered to the figure in front of him: "...Teacher, I'm in pain."

There were traces of hoarseness in Qingyue's voice.

Biting words open and close, full of romantic temptation.