After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Fuzhou is backed by the sea and looks across the mountains from the West Beijing city. It will take Yang Yanqing two days and two nights to get into Fuzhou without sleep, not to mention that his current physical condition is obviously not very good.

Yang Yanqing lowered his head and couldn't help coughing, his palms turned red.

Jin Yiwei who came to meet him hurriedly stepped forward and said worriedly: "My lord!"

"Nothing, how far is it from the station?" Yang Yanqing took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on his palm.

Jin Yiwei roughly estimated, and replied: "It will take about half an hour to move at full speed."

"Walk."

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It was already noon when they arrived at the post station, and the two of them were dressed in brocade clothes and guards, which was really conspicuous, but the people in the caravan in the past all avoided them by three points, which saved a lot of trouble.

Although it is a post station, because it occupies several important official roads, it is one of the important bazaars where caravans, bodyguards and chariots rest|trade. As time goes by, it slowly develops, and now it can be regarded as a town in terms of scale. Appropriate categories and even some exotic objects from remote areas can be traded here as long as they can afford the price.

Jin Yiwei naturally also has a stronghold here.

Jin Yiwei knocked on the door with the plain shirt and robe that Yang Yanqing ordered: "My lord, everything is ready."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yang Yanqing, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, opened his eyes, ordered Jin Yiwei to come in and put down his things, and then said, "Go and do your business. If someone comes to the station to inquire about information, just prevaricate."

"Subordinates obey!"

Hearing Jin Yiwei's footsteps away, Yang Yanqing pressed his chest and coughed violently for a while.This time he didn't cough up any more blood, but his face became uncontrollably pale, a little sicker than before.

Back then, Lin Haozhi's case came suddenly. It took only two days from the time the thief reported to Dali Temple for interrogation. According to common sense, the apprehension of the imperial court official would require a joint trial by the three divisions to convict him. However, when Lin Haozhi was imprisoned in Dali Temple That day, a fire quietly swallowed up 67 lives in the mansion of the court minister in the middle of the night. The night patrol to defend Lin Jun and Jin Yiwei did not find anything, and it was too late until the fire gradually subsided.

When Yang Yan Qingyuan was in Huzhou, he was not loyal to the imperial court at that time, and he only left a few eyeliners in the capital for the convenience of businessmen. It was two days after the news reached him.When he came to the capital with the stars and the moon, Lin Haozhi had already signed and pledged to confess to the charges against Wang Xingguo, who was still a little censor at the time, and committed suicide in Dali Temple Prison on the day Yang Yanqing arrived in the capital.

Thinking about the situation at that time is still as regretful and painful as cutting flesh with a sharp knife, but for Yang Yanqing, what is even more painful and unforgetable is the behavior of Jin Yiwei throughout this unjust case.

Where was Yan Yu, the commander of Jin Yiwei?

No matter how confusing the case is, both Lin Haozhi and Yan Yu should know that as long as he is dragged to the capital, even the definitive case may be compromised!Why not wait for him? !

What Yang Yanqing faced back then after he came to Beijing was just a scribbled and sealed literary prison case, a scorched and dilapidated Lin Mansion full of charred bones, the corpse of his eldest brother Lin Haozhi who had been sworn brothers, and the whereabouts of his second brother Yan Yu is unknown. Life and death are unknown, and... the emperor who was once ambitious and talked about wanting to change the court has now betrayed his two righteous brothers.

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Six years ago · Imperial Palace · Imperial Study Room

"You came."

The emperor, who was over forty years old, looked old and tired at this time, and he no longer had the heroic ambition and high-spirited spirit when the four met.

He was not surprised by the young man who bypassed the imperial guards and the eunuch who was on duty at the gate and stepped into the palace grandly—he had imagined countless times when and where the bright moon would be when he saw the bright moon again, and there were countless possibilities , but never thought that it was the current rift.

"Of course I want to come." Behind Yang Yanqing was the cold moonlight, which was also the stern fire that soared into the sky from the Lin Mansion that night, "Your Majesty, you lost."

Back then when the emperor had high ambitions, Yang Yanqing said that they would not succeed.The emperor's character is benevolent and generous, he knows people well, and he is timid in doing things. He is more than friendly but lacks courage. Such an emperor was born in such a precarious era, and he is destined to only become a political puppet.

Sitting on the throne, the emperor was clearly looking down on the young man, but he could see clearly identifiable sorrow, pity and disdain in the young man's eyes.

The emperor was silent, and Yang Yanqing, who was standing with his hands tied, did not speak.

After a long time, the emperor closed his eyes and said tiredly: "It is impossible for me to allow you to stir up the court situation with your selfish desires. The Daqing Dynasty cannot withstand such reckless revenge from you."

The cabinet, the army, and the people are all interrelated, and a single trigger affects the whole body.Since the ancestors abandoned the prime minister and established the cabinet, the trust of four generations of emperors has made the cabinet deeply rooted in the Daqing Dynasty. Of course Yang Yanqing can directly kill the three elders of the cabinet today, but so what?

Nothing will change.

What's more, with Yang Yanqing's temperament, such a monstrous hatred, how can three lives be filled.

Yang Yanqing lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "In the past two years, Your Majesty has recruited me fourteen times, why is it that I am standing in front of His Majesty, but His Majesty dare not use me anymore?" Woolen cloth?"

"Because I can't trust you now." The emperor's face was dark and unpredictable, and he met the young man under the steps, thinking of the political discussions under the moon that year.

Yang Yanqing, this person has the talent to stabilize the country, and also has the ability to disrupt the government. He is not tied down by the clan, and he is not tied down by weaknesses.Back then, there were still Lin Haozhi and Yan Yu checks and balances. Now that the situation is like this, Yang Yanqing's purpose of entering the court for revenge is clearly revealed. At that time, the court will definitely be turned upside down.

"It doesn't matter if your majesty doesn't trust me. The Daqing Dynasty is connected to the Qi State in the north, and there are foreigners in the south. Yang is not talented. Although he is just a scholar with little knowledge, he still has the ability to surrender to the monarch and make suggestions." Yang Yanqing looked up. The emperor above smiled slightly, "These two roads are nothing more than troublesome, but they can achieve what you want in the end."

"Yang Yanqing!" The emperor slapped the table and stood up, furiously aroused by these almost threatening words, "Are you going to collude with the enemy and treason!!"

"Your Majesty, you know that the Daqing Dynasty has never been my country." Yang Yanqing's eyes were extremely cold and his expression was extremely calm, "She is your country, so what does life and death have to do with me?"

His country is long gone.

At the moment when the gate of the country was breached.

"Today, the important ministers of the cabinet of the Daqing Dynasty wrongly killed my righteous brother's family. Your Majesty owes justice for protecting the cabinet. In karma, I will use the blood of this country to pay homage to the spirit of my righteous brother in heaven in the future. Wouldn't it be fun?"

Of course the emperor knew that Yang Yanqing's words were not just words. The four of them didn't know each other's identity when they met. Later, Yang Yanqing's origin became the secret that the four of them kept in the bottom of their hearts. Unexpectedly, this secret is now Yang Yanqing turned his head and the knife hung around his neck.

The emperor sat down slumped, closed his eyes tremblingly, and sighed in a weak tone that was almost pleading: "Why do you have to get involved? Be your county magistrate, free and easy...isn't it good?"

"Your Majesty, since you have decided to lure me here, stop pretending to try to figure something out of me." Yang Yanqing looked at the emperor with sarcasm, and if he really didn't want him to come, he would block the news from him who has never developed power An emperor can still do it, "The charred corpse in the Lin Mansion is too tragic, enough to obliterate the little friendship between His Majesty and me."

Yang Yanqing took out a jade bottle from his bosom and held it in his hands. The jade-colored face reflected by the moonlight was full of indifference: "Your Majesty knows that you have been poisoned by chronic poison. If there is no good medicine to delay the time, I'm afraid you won't survive seven days?"

Facing the oppressive eyes of the emperor, Yang Yanqing walked to the imperial case step by step, put the jade bottle beside the memorial, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, there are only five pills of this medicine in the world, and it can win you half a year's life in the end." The count... is just enough for this humble official to gain a firm foothold in this court, isn't it?"

The emperor stared at the jade bottle on the table, his eyes finally fell on Yang Yanqing, his voice hoarse: "... Then what can I get?"

Yang Yanqing: "There is a prince in the cold palace. From the perspective of my humble ministers, his qualifications are very good, so he should be the prince."

"Sure enough, you've come to see me just because you think it's a good idea!" The emperor coughed and gasped, his whole body began to tremble, "Come threaten me!! Yang Yanqing! Did I treat you badly? Didn't I?!"

"Your Majesty treats me well, what do you want?" Yang Yanqing stood there, draped in the moonlight, showing a kind of demeanor and beauty that is fascinating but unattainable. , Wei Chen can see... clearly."

The four simple words at the end carried the power enough to defeat the emperor's last insistence, and they tore apart the most unspoken secrets buried in the emperor's heart.

The prince in the cold palace... The emperor recalled in a trance the appearance of the maid who gave birth to the prince, that's right... that court lady had a pair of phoenix eyes, and when she closed her eyes and didn't speak, she was a little different from the bright moon in front of her. resemblance.

"A prince who is illiterate and illiterate, is the emperor you want? The emperor you are willing to be loyal to?" I treat you like this, and I promise you in every possible way. I put down my dignity to invite you to the court, but I lost to a... children?

At this time, Yang Yanqing had the unique indifference and indifference of counselors and civil servants: "A prince who is still young and has no relatives and has not been indoctrinated by others, of course I have a way to train him to be an emperor who I am willing to serve, and I dare not bother." His Majesty is concerned."

The emperor became old in an instant, and his breathing became weak.

The emperor knows that the court has developed to the point where it is now, the cabinet is dictatorial, the court is chaotic, the military has different ideas, natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, and the people in the Daqing Dynasty are in dire straits... Accept Yang Yanqing, and the Daqing Dynasty will become his palm; reject Yang Yanqing, The Daqing Dynasty will fall into chaos after his death, and his brother or son will become the emperor who destroyed the country.

Yang Yanqing seemed to give him a choice, but in the end there was only one.

He can only choose that one.

The emperor stretched out his hand and held the jade bottle firmly in the palm of his hand. He was stunned for a while before closing his dry eyes forcefully.

It's over...it's over.

With trembling fingers, the emperor took out a brocade box from the box next to the imperial table, opened it, and found a black-gold pill.

"Entering the court as an official, worshiping first-class officials, crown princes and tutors, regents and powers...you can all rely on you. However, the powerful ministers of the Daqing Dynasty cannot have such unpredictable martial arts... Take this medicine, if you proclaim yourself The internal force is not a big problem, if you use the internal force...the toxin will slowly flow into the lungs with the movement of the internal breath, and then...the poison will enter the heart, and the medicine will not be cured."

As the emperor's teacher with power over the court, you must have the shackles and reins that the next emperor can grasp.

Ah Qing... how much do you hate me?How much do you look down on me, an incompetent emperor?

Hate some more.

But this is the last thing I, as an emperor, can do to this country.

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The first emperor, a man who has no name but can run through the context.

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The day the prince doesn't show up, I miss him