Meng Dong

Compared with the last time Yan Hong came here, the hall seemed more empty and lonely, and there was even an imperceptible dead air.

The servant who was supposed to be guarding outside the hall has long since disappeared. In the huge hall, not even a single candle was lit. Through the light outside the hall, one could see Guangxi sitting on the dragon chair. Emperor Yantai.

However, in the past few months, Yan Tai has become even older. Originally, there was only mottled white hair hidden in the hair strands, but now, his hair is almost completely gray, and he looks like an old man in the twilight. Today , exactly at the time of his death.

But even at this point, Yan Tai still seems to be trying his best to maintain his dignity.He put on the most formal mian suit, tied his white hair with a tiara, and twelve white jade beads hung on his forehead, hiding his face in the shadows, giving him a bit of majesty.

Standing half a step behind Yan Hong, Meng Dong raised his head to look at Yan Tai on the dragon chair, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, what was Yan Tai thinking at this time?Do you feel resentment, unwillingness, or fear?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but took a step forward.

Yan Hong sensed his movement, smiled, held his hand, patted him comfortingly, turned his head and told the guards following him: "Go and bring two chairs over here, and besides, light some candles , after all, at this time, I have to say goodbye to my dear uncle."

Yan Tai's eyes passed through the white jade bead string on his forehead, and fell on Yan Hong's face: "Rebellious officials and thieves, bully the king!"

"Isn't this all thanks to my uncle? If I didn't have my uncle's blessing, how would I have the motivation to do this kind of thing?" Yan Hong said, and looked back. The guards had already moved the chair in. Meng Dong knew that at this time I don't need any existence, so I sat down on my own, Yan Hong smiled at him, sat down on another chair, and then continued, "Uncle has lived in the capital for a long time, so it's okay if he doesn't know much about the outside world." Understood. If you were willing to inquire more before, you should be clear. I have no ambition, lazy personality, and my mother deliberately indulges me. If my father is still alive now, maybe I have become a complete dandy , do not want to make progress, sit and eat the mountain. But you just killed my father, and you still refused to let us mother and son. As the only son of my father, I have no other choice. I can't keep it, and I will never have another chance to enjoy it."

"Your father is to blame! After I ascended the throne, he still held the military power and refused to hand it over. It was clearly out of his intentions. I was just preemptive. Sure enough, it has come true for you, and I should have eliminated him at the same time Abandoning you and your lowly mother is because I am too kind to leave myself with such troubles." Yan Tai sat on the chair and pointed at Yan Hong, "But what do you think will happen to you? ?”

Yan Tai's attitude was almost exactly the same as what Yan Hong had expected before, and Yan Hong couldn't help but chuckle. He turned his head and saw that Meng Dong was already drinking tea leisurely, and the smile on his face became more obvious: "The last time I met my uncle, I pretended to be my uncle and nephew for a long time. I recalled a lot of past events related to my father. I thought that at this time today, my uncle would persist for a while even if he wanted to save his life. I thought that the truth would be revealed so soon. However, as an elder, my uncle himself is in danger, so he still needs to be concerned about my end? What will happen to me, it’s just what happened before and what will happen afterward.”

"You guys in Jiangling are self-reliant. Do you think that if Yan Cheng ascends the throne, he can let you go? As long as you hold the military power for a day, no emperor can trust you. I can't kill you. Someone will get rid of you sooner or later. You." Yan Tai got up suddenly, took a few steps forward, stood on the high steps and looked down at Yan Hong, the beads on his head collided with each other, making a crisp sound, "When the time comes, I will be in Jiuquan Waiting to see what happens to you."

Yan Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, and let out a sneer: "The King of Southwest just wants to take Jiangling's military power, and it's not a big deal. Since he became the emperor, it belongs to him. I don't have the addiction to command troops to fight. What's the point of holding this thing in my hand? I wish I could get rid of it and be my prince in peace."

Yan Tai's eyes widened: "Are you willing to hand over Jiangling's military power?"

"Why don't I give up? And it's not only me who is willing, but my father is also willing. As for why he didn't hand over the military power to you back then?" Yan Hong chuckled, "You don't look at yourself. Beiliang has been treating you for many years. Jiangling is staring at him. Besides my father, who else can guard Jiangling? You think he is willing to take over these messes and stay in the army all day long. He doesn't even have time to spend with my mother. Isn't it because he promised back then The emperor's grandfather will guard Jiangling for my great Chu, and as long as he is alive, he will not give Beiliang any chance to get close to Jiangling."

Yan Hong crossed his legs, and the smile on his face slowly faded: "More than ten years ago, you murdered my father, this promise has long been counted, but it was my Jiangling soldiers who guarded Jiangling City for you, otherwise you thought For more than ten years, have you been able to sit on the throne safely? If it wasn't for the people of Jiangling, for the spirit of my father in heaven, I should have opened the gate of Jiangling city long ago and let the people of Beiliang enter the territory of Dachu. Maybe, They have already reached the capital, and my revenge for killing my father has already been completely settled by their hands."

Yan Tai clenched his fists hard, and stared at Yan Hong: "No matter how good your words are, I am now the emperor of Great Chu. If you stand here, you are doomed to be a traitor, even if you kill me today. I can't get rid of this infamy."

Yan Hong snorted softly: "Let's not talk about an emperor like you, is there any descendant who will scold me for you? Just say it. Since you already know your end today, I don't need to waste any more words, but before you thank the world with your death, you still have something to do."

Yan Hong stood up and put his hands behind his back: "I want you to admit your guilt to my father in front of my grandfather. As for whether the old man is willing to forgive you, you can ask yourself when you get below. .” After finishing speaking, he turned around and ordered, “Please come in with the spiritual seats of my imperial grandfather and my father.”

Yan Tai grabbed his sleeve with his fingers and stared at Yan Hong: "Stop wishful thinking, you stand here today with the help of others, and all you can get is my head."

"Really?" Yan Hong gently rubbed his fingers, "Originally, I didn't agree with some methods of the Southwest King, but now it seems that at this time, I still have to listen to him." He called a guard, "Go and invite the King of the Southwest, he may also be willing to come and see his elusive cousin. Also, tell him not to forget to bring what he should bring."

Yan Tai's throat trembled violently: "What are you going to do?"

"Uncle, don't worry, everything will be clear when the Southwest King arrives." After Yan Hong finished speaking, he ignored Yan Tai above him, walked up to Meng Dong, picked up the teacup in his hand, and poured out the remaining tea in his hand. I drank most of the tea in one gulp, "If I knew I would have to talk so much, I should have asked Qingxin to prepare something to soothe my throat in advance."

"It's better not to taste the pure hearted things," Meng Dong chuckled, "If the prince's mouth is dry, just drink more water." He said, and poured another cup of tea for Yan Hong. Compared with Yan Hong, he expressed It was more natural, as if he was still in the attic, only the two of them, without Yan Tai at all.

Yan Tai finally shifted his attention to the man who followed Yan Hong into the hall, squinted his eyes slightly, and remembered some rumors he had heard before: "I thought that all your previous performances were just pretending, but Now it seems that some things are true, you really raised a male favorite, and even ran to my eyes to be disgusting. Only a person like your father who will marry the daughter of a warrior will be born This is really your family's retribution for a son like you who is devoid of human relations."

"Annihilation of human relations?" A chuckle came from outside the hall, "People who are about to end their children and grandchildren still have the leisure to blame others. No wonder they have been emperor for so many years without any achievements, and they just waste time on these useless efforts."

The Southwest King walked in ostentatiously as he was speaking. He was followed by Qi Zhao, who was wearing armor and holding a long sword, full of murderous intentions. Meng Dong forgot what Yan Tai said just now, and his attention was diverted to On this heroic little General Qi.

Sensing Meng Dong's gaze, the Southwest King walked up to Yan Hong, patted him on the shoulder, pointed in Meng Dong's direction, and then looked at Yan Tai in front of the dragon chair: "I guess it's because of my cousin's evaluation of Nanjun King. I am very satisfied with my son, just happened to be free, I went around the harem, and brought a few people over by the way, everyone's surname is Yan, and they have similar blood, just in time This is an opportunity to catch up on the old days, after all... After a few days, I can't guarantee which one is left."

"you……"

The Southwest King chuckled and clapped his hands lightly. Immediately, a guard brought several children into the hall. Meng Dong raised his eyes and found that there were men and women among these people. The oldest looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest Everyone is only six or seven years old, and everyone is wearing luxurious clothes, but at this moment, it seems that there is only embarrassment and fear left.

The sound of crying and begging for mercy lingered in the hall. Yan Tai was trying to maintain a little posture before, but at this moment his face finally changed completely: "What kind of ability is it to embarrass a few young children?"

The Southwest King shook his head: "I just said it. It's rare for everyone to get together to reminisce about the old days. In terms of seniority, I'm their uncle. How could I embarrass a few children? I don't think the emperor would do this to me." Isn't it an opportunity?" He said, his eyes slowly passed over the children gathered together, after thinking for a while, he asked Yan Hong, "I see that these children all look similar, now it seems They all looked terrified again, no one would dare to respond to me even if I talked to them, you are a cousin anyway, why don't you introduce me?"

Yan Hong held his hands behind his back, walked up to the children, and looked at them one by one. He really knew these children. After all, when he entered the capital to celebrate Yan Tai's birthday a few months ago, he was forced to meet many of Yan Tai's family. Yan Tai's relatives, Yan Tai's sons are even more common, but he can't remember the names clearly.

Yan Hong tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at each of them one by one, and finally pointed to the oldest boy among them: "If you want me to say that the others are too young, and they don't have much sense of existence, that's all. Empress Zhonggong, her uncle is General Zuo, the one who stopped outside the imperial city during the siege and was killed by General Xiao Qi. In short, she was born noble, gentle, benevolent and filial, and deeply loved. Our Majesty also respects He has high hopes for you."

"Benevolence and filial piety?" The Southwest King raised his eyebrows, "I don't know if such a child can bear the scene of seeing his beloved and respected father die in front of his own eyes. I am in a good mood today, why don't I give you a chance, "He said, pulling back a sword from the guard at the side and throwing it at the prince's feet, "As long as you kill a brother or sister with your own hands, I will let your father live for two more days. Kill them all, maybe I will show kindness and give you father and son a way to survive, and choose a good place to be imprisoned instead, as long as you don't think about anything else, you can live for the rest of your life, how about it?"

The long sword fell to the ground and hit the bluestone bricks with an obvious sound. The reverberation sound even reverberated in the hall. Some people felt it was noisy, but some people only felt it was frightening.The young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was timid and docile by nature. He had never experienced such a scene before. He was shocked and frightened just now, and his face had already turned pale. The long sword at his feet raised his head and glanced at Yan Tai in front of the dragon chair. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he shook his head desperately: "Father, Father, I can't do it, I can't do it, my son!" ..."

"Tsk," the Southwest King was extremely dissatisfied with the boy's reaction, and he glanced at Yan Tai, "It seems that the crown prince that my cousin likes is just mediocre. If it is handed over to him, in the end it will be the end of today."

"King of the Southwest!" Yan Tai raised his voice and shouted angrily, "If you want to kill me, kill me, don't bully others too much."

The Southwest King shrugged: "I'm just refuting what you said just now. In my opinion, your sons together are not as good as the King of Nanjun. At the very least, if the scene is reversed, it is the King of Nanjun who was forced to come. In this situation, he would pick up this long sword from the ground, and then slam it into my chest, watching my blood splatter, and die with me. Which of your sons has such courage?"

Speaking of this, the Southwest King couldn't help but yawned: "Forget it, it's very boring. If you can agree to the request of the King of Nanjun, you can agree. If you can't, I will do it directly and send you children on the road first. Then Then I will send you down to reunite with them. Anyway, once a person dies, it will be over. As long as I kill you, even if I can't hear your confession, the Nanjun Wang Quanxia knows, and I won't blame me."

After finishing speaking, he took the long sword from Qi Zhao's hand and stretched it to the prince's chest: "Why don't we start with the big one."

Qi Zhao's long sword has killed countless people in the past few days, and there are even dried blood stains on the blade, which is very obvious in the hall.The blade of the sword was sharp, and the tip of the sword shone with a cold light. As long as the Southwest King exerted a little force, the boy would be killed on the spot, followed by those around him.

Yan Tai stared at the sharp blade in King Xixi's hand, finally fell to the ground, and said word by word: "I promise you, you have to let them go."

The Southwest King snorted softly: "Now is not the time for you to negotiate terms with me." After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Zhao, "In order to make your words of apology more sincere, I specially asked someone to draft it for you in advance. You can read aloud to the spirit tablets of the late emperor and the king of Xiannan County, and confess your guilt. Oh, by the way, when you finish reading it, don’t forget to stamp it with a jade seal, after all, you have to give it to the world People watch it."

After the Southwest King finished speaking, Qi Zhao took out a scroll from his arms. He climbed up the high steps in a few steps, handed the scroll to Yan Tai, turned around and returned to the Southwest King.

Holding the scroll, Yan Tai slowly opened it, revealing the writing on it. He turned his head and looked at his children on the ground, then closed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth slowly, and read it word by word.

Yan Hong sat beside Meng Dong, holding his hands tightly with Meng Dong's, listening to Yan Tai's words, and couldn't help looking at Yan Chang's spiritual tablet, until Yan Tai read it word by word, and stamped it on the scroll with a jade seal. After leaving the seal, he turned his head and looked at the Southwest King.

The Southwest King met his eyes and waved to the guards waiting outside the door. Immediately, some guards stepped forward and dragged down the children who were hugged together. The crying gradually faded away, and the hall was finally quiet down.

Yan Hong took a big sip of tea and stood up again. He glanced at Yan Tai, who was in a state of embarrassment, with a complicated expression, and lowered his eyes slightly: "I've already done what I want, and I've said what I need to say. Let's do it."

The Southwest King turned his head to look at him: "I thought you would want to do it yourself at such a critical time?"

Yan Hong lowered his head and glanced at his fingers: "All the people I have killed in this life are enemies on the battlefield who intend to kill me. If it is him, he is not worthy of dirtying my hands."

The Southwest King understood, looked at the two guards at the door, and raised his jaw: "Go."

Yan Hong had waited for more than ten years for this moment. He endured the humiliation, tried his best, and walked with difficulty, but he still walked step by step to today.Now he suddenly found that he didn't hate the person in front of him so much.Or, because he has more important things to do for the rest of his life, these hatreds are no longer enough to affect his emotions and his life.

Yan Hong closed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his lips, and when he raised his head again, Yan Tai had already collapsed on the ground, no matter how unconscious he was, there was still a bright yellow ribbon wrapped around his neck.Although the Southwest King didn't like Yan Tai, at the end, he still gave him some respect.

Anyway, he is also the emperor, so it is not easy to end up with blood spattered on the spot.

Yan Hong got up slowly and walked up the high steps step by step. He glanced at Yan Tai who was lying on the ground, and stretched out his hand to try it. The man was indeed breathless.Yan Hong lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at the corpse on the ground. After a long time, he turned around and came down from the high steps again: "It is indeed dead. The King of Southwest can call someone to clean it up."

He looked around the hall and shrugged his shoulders: "Everyone thinks this is a good place. To me, it's gloomy and deserted. It's really boring. I don't want to stay here any longer. go down."

As he said that, he went to hold Meng Dong's hand, "So let's take our leave first."

The Southwest King was stunned for a moment: "Farewell? Where are you going?"

"Anyway, I don't want to stay in this palace. After finally arriving in the capital, why don't you take the opportunity to take a look around." Yan Hong said lightly, "I have already given orders to General Gao, and I will obey your orders from now on."

"Then what are you going to do with those few cousins ​​of yours?" the Southwest King asked suspiciously.

"It's not that I want to be the emperor, you can deal with it as you want." Yan Hong took Meng Dong's hand and walked all the way to the entrance of the main hall, "By the way, just send someone to invite me when the enthronement ceremony is held. .Anyway, your people have always been capable, as long as you want to find them, you can find them at any time."

The Southwest King raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, Yan Hong had already taken Meng Dong's hand, and left the hall without looking back, leaving the Southwest King facing Yan Tai's corpse, wondering whether he had robbed the throne , or grab a bunch of trouble back?Why does that Yan Hong look more relaxed than himself now?

Yan Hong didn't care about the slander of the new majesty.At this time, whether it was in the imperial city or the capital city, it was already in chaos. The coalition forces were busy clearing up the battlefield to appease the people, and no one had time to care about their existence. Yan Hong led Meng Dong from the imperial city. When he came out, he found two horses at random, and went straight out of the capital.

This fast journey from Jiangling to the capital has improved Meng Dong's riding skills a lot. Even if his crotch is a completely unfamiliar horse, he doesn't feel scared at all. He gently pulls the rein and lets the horse ride. The son slowed down, ate a few mouthfuls of grass leisurely, patted the horse's back lightly as if to comfort himself, and then raised his head to look at Yan Hong: "The prince left a bunch of messes for the Southwest King, but took me out of the city , but where do you want to go?"

Yan Hong raised his lips: "I just don't want to stay in the capital, and I don't want to cause trouble for myself. As for the place I want to go, there is no place. Anyway, for me, as long as I'm with you, no matter where I go Willingly."

Meng Dong raised his head from the horseback, an incomparably bright smile appeared on his lips, and unconcealable love was revealed from his eyes: "I should be the one to say this. The world is big, as long as you are here, Meng Dong now has a home."

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Let’s end the part here, and I’m still used to ending in a flat way, as if, although the story is over, their lives are still going on.There will be more episodes tomorrow, I don’t know the specific number, I will write some things that are not written in the main text, if I feel that I have written them all, it will be completely over.

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