After Waking up Beside the Villain

The emperor was furious, and there was no sound in the Taiji hall.

In ancient times, when the emperor was angry and laid down millions of corpses, it should have been an extremely terrifying scene.But at this time in this empty hall, most of the courtiers standing solemnly did not respond at all, and a few of them even showed a bit of ridicule on their faces because of the vent of anger and incompetence.

Only the ignorant little Shizi was genuinely frightened, and quickly crawled behind Patriarch Zhao like a frightened little mouse, trembling.

Patriarch Zhao looked down at the young prince with his head buried, a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Lu Fenglou coldly: "Your Majesty, calm down. All the ministers and others are doing for the future of the Great Jin."

"Nowadays, the army of the Great Zhou is suppressing the twelve cities in the north, the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River is in turmoil, and the civil famine is spreading. Our Great Jin Dynasty has internal and external troubles. It only takes a spark to burn the sky. I'm afraid that someone will take advantage of the fire and stir up troubles. The world. If there is such a chaos, it is not a rumor that the country has changed hands."

Patriarch Zhao spoke earnestly, with a calm and gentle voice, echoing in the hall, as if he was really a humerus minister who cared about the country and the people.But there has never been a loyal minister who will bluntly say that the country has changed hands in front of the monarch.

Lu Fenglou heard this rebellious threat very clearly.

He stepped on the jade steps, looked down at the whole grand and spacious Taiji Hall from a high position, and took in all the expressions of the officials, with a cold look in his eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Zhao really cares about the country." Lu Fenglou's anger did not subside, and he said forcefully, "Then according to what Mr. Zhao said, if I, a foolish king, does not listen to the harsh advice of my lovers and insists on going my own way, then the Great Jin Will you change your surname in the world?"

He stared at Patriarch Zhao: "I don't know if the rebels who are about to revolt come from Diezhou or from the capital?"

"I dare not wait!"

Patriarch Zhao said he was terrified, but on his face he remained calm and confident.

His confidence is anything but conceited.

It is not difficult to force a puppet emperor who has no soldiers and no power, who is imprisoned in a deep palace, and who has not even managed to govern himself, to abdicate.The aristocratic family had made this plan a long time ago, but the person chosen at the beginning was not the timid little son of the palace who lived among the people, but the regent who held the military power.

The regent Chu Yunsheng was indeed the first choice of the four great families to change the world.

This choice is also very simple.

The aristocratic family occupies the text, and Chu Yunsheng occupies the martial arts.The aristocratic family cannot get rid of Chu Yunsheng on their own. In addition, Chu Yunsheng has a temperamental temperament, lack of planning, and is easy to be used. If the two sides can really unite, there will be no resistance, and it will be easy to push Chu Yunsheng to the throne.

And once Chu Yunsheng proclaimed himself emperor, the aristocratic family would have a reason to restrict him in the civil servant-dominated court and dismantle his military power.If he couldn't bear it anymore and killed the civil servants, he would be cruel and inhumane, and his reputation would definitely get worse.If he can bear it, then the aristocratic family has accumulated for many years, and the grind can grind him to death.

At that time, when the military power is in hand and the reputation is at its peak, the power of the aristocratic family must have surpassed the world, so it doesn't matter who the emperor will sit.

Therefore, rather than saying that the aristocratic family seeks the throne, it is better to say that what the aristocratic family has always wanted is military power.Only when one possesses both civil and military skills can one truly control the world.

But this perfect plan died just after it started. Chu Yunsheng refused to cooperate, which made the aristocratic family hit a hard nail.

It was only then that Patriarch Zhao realized that the family's investigation and judgment on the Prince Regent seemed to be too biased.

If the first choice fails, then you can only settle for the second best and choose the goalkeeper.

However, the generals did not live up to expectations, and the situation of the right time, place and people was turned over by Chu Yunsheng's cunning and cunning.

Two battles and two defeats, even though the four aristocratic families have deep accumulations, they have suffered a heavy blow.

Frustrated in the officialdom, gossip among the people, and some elusive blades are cutting the roots of their continuation of the world, the aristocratic family does not want to wait any longer, and directly makes a plan. .

Perhaps it was a premonition in the dark, Patriarch Zhao always felt that if he didn't do anything, he might not even have the chance to fight.

As long as the overall situation is settled, no matter how bad the other things are, it will be able to turn the tide.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Zhao didn't want to linger any longer, and said directly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to procrastinate. The Fourth Army has returned to the frontier since the peace talks last year, and has not returned to Beijing. Yun Sheng went out of Beijing overnight to go to the border, and now there is no one there. The city defense has completely taken over the capital, although many soldiers were lost due to the seizure of power, but besieging an imperial palace is still a trivial matter."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to count on Chu Yunsheng's help. The Regent King has always been ambitious, which caused His Majesty to be seriously ill. There should be capable people leading troops to serve the King, so as to relieve His Majesty's worries."

Lu Fenglou's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were about to split open, showing a look of extreme anger but still pretending to be calm: "Okay, okay...Okay! Zhao Aiqing has a good trick!"

Patriarch Zhao smiled and clapped his hands.

Immediately there was a commotion outside the hall. The imperial guards who were guarding the corridor started to fight, but it ended quickly due to the disparity in the number of the two sides.

As soon as the sound stopped, two teams of guards in armor and armed with a bloody aura filed into the hall.

The ministers were a little frightened, but more relieved.Obviously, most of the people standing in the hall today are from aristocratic families.

"Come on."

Patriarch Zhao called out, and two guards stepped forward holding pens and ink and two blank imperial decrees.

Looking at the little emperor on the jade steps who was trembling with anger and finally showing despair, Patriarch Zhao calmed down a little, and said casually: "Since your majesty knows that he has no virtue and no ability, then he should give courtesy to the virtuous. Like today's God's Stele, An Jun Prince Lu Wenmiao has the appearance of a hidden dragon, if His Majesty still cares about the people of the Jin Dynasty, then quickly issue an order."

"One decree for sin against oneself, one decree for Zen position," Patriarch Zhao said with a loud laugh, "it should be the best of both worlds."

At this time, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face like Patriarch Zhao, it would be difficult to suppress the great event that was about to happen, and he was full of excitement.

He watched Lu Fenglou write with a pen and seal it with a seal, and Lu Wenmiao, who was dodging like a chicken with one hand, stepped up the steps, about to receive the imperial edict and read it out in front of the dragon chair.

However, just as he was about to pick up the imperial decree with his fingers, Lu Fenglou behind the table suddenly turned around, pulled out the emperor's imperial sword hanging on the jade bi for decoration with a clang, and slashed at the imperial case.

The sword came out like thunder, and a clang woke up the whole hall.

"Lord be careful!"

"stop!"

There was a sudden exclamation in the hall, and the face of the imperial guards changed and approached.

No one expected that the weak and incompetent emperor in the past would have such an unexpected move, which was astonishingly powerful.

However, Lu Fenglou suppressed his anger, raised the corners of his lips, and ignored the little prince who was so frightened that he was stunned to the ground. He just put the imperial sword around Patriarch Zhao's neck, grabbed him by the waist, held him to look around, and smiled slowly. Said: "What are you afraid of, is I so scary?"

Patriarch Zhao was restrained and did not dare to try to break free. His pale face was still calm, and he said calmly: "The matter has come to this, even if His Majesty kills me, it will be useless. It will only make the family angry."

"How can it be useless to kill you?"

Lu Fenglou sneered: "Zhao Aiqing is the head of the four families. Once Aiqing dies, the family will have no leader. This kind of power may be cut in half."

Patriarch Zhao looked at the uneasy group of ministers below, and said calmly: "If the minister dies, there will naturally be a new Patriarch who will take over the position, and the means will not be inferior to the minister. His majesty's wishes will not come true. On the contrary, it is your majesty. Knowing that, no matter the new emperor or the family, they will never pursue what His Majesty has done today, and still wish to regard His Majesty as the Supreme Emperor and recuperate in the palace. But if His Majesty insists on killing ministers, I'm afraid... the sword has no eyes."

Lu Fenglou remained silent.

Patriarch Zhao couldn't see Lu Fenglou's expression behind him, and thought that Lu Fenglou had been persuaded by him, so he continued to say: "Since Your Majesty has written the edict, why bother to be stubborn?"

Lu Fenglou's Yujian, which was pressing on Patriarch Zhao's neck, loosened a little: "Do you love me, too?"

The officials in the hall looked at each other, but no one answered.

"I know the people behind you, and I know why you are standing in the hall today."

Lu Fenglou's voice was extremely calm, which made Patriarch Zhao feel inexplicably uneasy, "Forcing the palace to sit in the Zen position, deceiving the emperor... Maybe you are thinking of the law and not blaming the public, but the fact that so many people come here is the trend of the times and the will of the people. How stupid this is."

"If I was a benevolent and righteous king raised since childhood, then I will give you another chance at this time. But unfortunately, I am not, and I don't want to be."

The uneasiness in Patriarch Zhao's heart suddenly swelled, he elbowed back suddenly, and at the same time rushed forward, trying to break free from Lu Fenglou's restraint.

But at this moment, Lu Fenglou swiftly dodged to the side, stepped on Patriarch Zhao's back, raised his imperial sword, and blood spattered out.

Patriarch Zhao was stabbed in the chest by a sword, but he did not die immediately.

He vomited blood, fell down on the jade steps, and stared at Lu Fenglou angrily, with disbelief remaining in his eyes: "You, you..."

Behind the jade screens on both sides of the dragon chair, several gray-clothed eunuchs with sharp weapons suddenly turned around, and quickly surrounded Lu Fenglou with an arch.

The tip of the blood-dripping sword fell to the ground, Lu Fenglou smiled and looked at Patriarch Zhao: "Zhao Aiqing, do you still remember how long you have entered the palace?"

Patriarch Zhao's face was ashen, his anger drained rapidly, and he was speechless with his mouth open.

Lu Fenglou said: "Zhao Aiqing is right, I am indeed delaying time. After all, the capital is too big, and cleaning the streets is not an easy task, it will take some time."

Patriarch Zhao's eyes were full of doubts, shock, and fear, and the last sound he caught in his ears was the sound of shouts of killing and the clash of swords in the distance.

Before his vision completely dimmed, he raised his eyes with difficulty as if thinking of something, and saw a small token hanging on Lu Fenglou's waist.

Full of confusion and unwillingness to be relieved in an instant, he grinned, his mouth was full of blood, and he died with regret.

The dragon robe is soaked in crimson.

Lu Fenglou walked down the jade steps stepping on the winding bloodstains.

The noise outside became quieter, and a group of soldiers in new-style light armor rushed into the hall, together with the eunuchs in gray, beheaded the rebellious imperial guards like weeds.

The evil spirit of the red-covered armor was faint, and the thick blood flooded the Tai Chi Hall in an instant.

When the last imperial guard fell down, the eunuch in gray and all the soldiers knelt down together: "Your Majesty, I beg your Majesty to punish you!"

The momentum was as loud as a mountain.

The ministers around were startled by the sound, they all came back to their senses in astonishment, their legs softened, and they fell to their knees on the ground with a plop.

There was a moment of dead silence in the hall, and suddenly a minister came to his senses and shouted: "Your Majesty! I was coerced by the rebels and forced to do so. Your Majesty, forgive me! Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

This cry woke up the rest of the ministers.

But Lu Fenglou didn't have the patience to listen to what they had to say. Before more begging for mercy could be heard, he slightly raised his hand and said coldly, "Drag them all out."

The soldiers and generals moved one after another, and some ministers panicked and shouted: "Your Majesty—Your Majesty! Half of the court officials are here today. Regardless of your majesty's massacres, have you ever thought about how to govern the country in turmoil, how to govern the country, how to serve the people with a tyrannical reputation? !"

Lu Fenglou winked, and an eunuch in gray immediately walked over and covered the minister's mouth with a cloth head.

The rest of the eunuchs did the same thing, gagged all the ministers in the hall, dragged them out of the Taiji hall one by one, and pulled them outside the Meridian Gate, with their swords in their hands.

At the same time, the other ministers who were confined at home and failed to go to court were all called from house to house. As soon as they entered the Tai Chi Hall anxiously, they saw blood flowing like a river, and they became frightened immediately.

When I took a closer look, I found that the little emperor who didn't even have the power to govern himself was standing in the center of the hall with a sword, blood on the sword, and a murderous aura wrapped in a majestic majesty, like Yama alive, not as weak as before inability.

Now that this is the case, what else do they not understand?

These ministers who had never participated in the forced palace stood in a pool of blood, watching one after another ministers who took refuge in the family were gagged and dragged to the Meridian Gate.They gritted their teeth and watched, all of them dripping with cold sweat, but none of them dared to plead with the emperor in the center of the hall.

After more than a dozen officials were dragged away, a minister under the Regent finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up with trembling legs, and knelt down on the ground: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty the Holy Sovereign, why do you have to do this... It's a lifetime Detention, or exile in Chidi, is also a severe punishment..."

Lu Fenglou's eyes turned and fell on the minister's curved back.

The hall was silent, only the sound of constant dragging people struggling. The officials held their breaths in shock and became more and more panicked in this silence, almost unable to stand still.

No one ever thought that the little emperor, who was not looked down upon by others in the past, would have such an aura and a ruthless heart.

Suddenly, Lu Fenglou turned his gaze away and asked a young eunuch in gray clothes beside him, "Where is the historian?"

The little eunuch in gray lowered his head, and quickly left the hall. After a while, he brought a thin minister in: "Return to Your Majesty, the current Taishi Ling has been beheaded by the rebels. This is the only historian in the Book Pavilion who has not escaped."

Lu Fenglou sneered, and threw the pen that wrote the imperial edict to the historian.

The writing brush fell into the pool of fresh blood in front of the official historian. The official historian looked down at the brush blankly, and then the emperor holding the sword in front of him said with a faint smile, "Go. Take the brush and dip it in their blood. Write down today's affairs clearly in one sentence."

"How many heads I want to behead and how many families I want to destroy today, there is no need to cover up my merits and demerits, and future generations can comment on them!"

After the rain, it was sunny and the sun was shining brightly. The turbulent capital was lifted, and Vientiane was renewed.

But on the same day, the Meridian Gate was stained red with blood, and the blades rolled one after another, rolling heads to the ground.Thick blood pressure overwhelmed the capital, like a lingering haze, filling the court hall.

In the next half month, the four great aristocratic families were overthrown, and all the direct lineages were copied and executed.Corruption in the south of the Yangtze River has all been sacked. The Beijing suburban camp that was supposed to go to the border sent troops to take over the capital. Enke reopened on time.

In half a month, Emperor Lie and Guan, who are in charge of the government, are rumored to be tyrannical and unkind.

When the news spread thousands of miles to the North, Chu Yunsheng had just changed the medicine for a penetrating arrow wound on his left shoulder.

Di Yan acted like a storyteller, and acted all over the courts and palaces, and finally couldn't help but said: "Weicheng thought that your majesty has been dormant for a long time, half of the officials in the capital disappeared, and almost the same number of officials entered in a few days." Jing, it seems that His Majesty has long expected how many people will rebel. The follow-up measures are linked one after another, which is really powerful."

When he said this, he wanted to imply that a ruthless and ruthless emperor like his prince was mostly ruthless, and he had to be careful when the bird ran out of his bow, so he had to quickly raise his guard and think of a good move.

But after the words were finished, as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a smile on his lord's icy handsome face.

Then I heard a cold, yet somewhat indulgent and intimate sentence: "Little bastard, you are really ruthless."

Di Yan: "..."

Why do you sound a little proud?