The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

When King Jin's army rushed into the inner hall, there was no one there. He thought that Emperor Jiayou would be hiding in a corner shivering or kneeling in front of the sacrificial hall, crying bitterly. Unexpectedly, after searching around, he found that he was with Lord Qi Yuanshan. Playing chess in the imperial garden.If you ignore the old eunuch shaking like a sieve beside you, it is really the most common scene on weekdays.

The high-arched silver armor was stained with blood, and he carried a long spear with a handle of more than one foot in his hand. The evil aura emanating from his whole body was like a ghost who had just returned from the Shura field.He walked quickly to Emperor Jiayou, leaned slightly and said, "Your Majesty, my lord is here to invite you!"

Emperor Jiayou had no fear on his face, and calmly observed the chess game: "Wait for me to finish playing chess!"

"Your Majesty, my lord is here to invite you!" Gao Gong slammed his spear on the ground, his tone unchanged. The sound of "哐" knocked the elderly eunuch down to his knees in fright, his trembling legs were crushed by fear, and he could no longer straighten his back. It smells bad *piss*.

"Are you threatening me?" Emperor Jiayou raised his head to look at Gao Gong, and after finishing speaking, he still smiled at Qi Yuanshan: "Xiaoshan, I'm afraid this game of chess today will be endless. Could that be the only time I won't lose? for you?"

Qi Yuanshan hurriedly stood up, bowed his waist and saluted: "The emperor will finally win the subject one day."

Emperor Jiayou flattened his clothes, squinted at Eunuch Gao, who was paralyzed on the ground, and said calmly, "Then please lead the way, General Gao!"

Not to mention the high arches, even Emperor Jiayou was shocked when he entered the main hall. There was no sound in the crowded hall, only Zhao Wang Han Qi stood in the center.

"Is Prince Jin here?" Gao Gong clasped Emperor Jiayou's shoulders tightly, holding a spear in front of him: "Emperor Jiayou is here!"

After repeated observations confirmed that this person was Jiayou, King Zhao Hanqi took out the imperial decree from his sleeve and began to read:

"The former emperor Jiayou was incompetent and incompetent in appointing courtiers and monsters to harm the people. He is ashamed of the great responsibility of heaven and earth. The current king of Jin, Han Jing, is pacifying barbarian slaves externally and eradicating the Cao party internally. For the sake of the people of the world, Emperor Jiayou voluntarily abdicated to King Jin. King Han Jing of Jin will become Emperor Chengxiao, the fifth monarch of the Han clan from today, and the former Emperor Jiayou changed his title to King Qi and confined him to Chaoyang Palace!"

Gao Gong glanced around and found that not only King Jin, but also his bodyguards Gao Zhan and Congjun were not there. He was even more puzzled. He fended off the soldiers who came to escort Jiayou, and shouted: "Prince Jin! No! ! Is it Emperor Chengxiao? Why was the Holy Majesty not there when the decree was announced!"

"The prison is running out of water", Zhao Wang Han Qi handed the imperial decree to his subordinates, with anxiety on his face: "The emperor rushed to rescue Master Wan!"

The raging fire reflected half of the sky red, and the scene that had appeared countless times in the dream became reality.Han Jing's mind was buzzing, he got off his horse and rushed into the dungeon with thick smoke.

"Your Majesty can't do it!" Gao Zhan put all his strength into hugging the red-eyed man from behind, his joints were stretched to the limit, and the elbows wrapped in iron armor hit his shoulders unconscious, and he hugged him tightly. The body forcefully dragged him forward.As soon as the surrounding guards saw this, they rushed forward to stop him.

His eyes were burned by the fire and he couldn't see the way forward. No matter how hard Han Jing struggled, he couldn't get rid of the obstacles. His brain couldn't keep up with his body, and a stream of blood was stuck in his chest. There was only one sentence in his mouth repeatedly: "Stop!" Kill me! Kill me who stops me!"

The energy in his body didn't dare to let down for a moment, his nose didn't know when it was smashed, Gao Gong stared and screamed, his white teeth were soaked in blood red: "Put out the fire! Put out the fire! Who will save Master Wan! Who will go!"

The thick smoke choked people to tears, and the noisy voices mingled in my ears. At first, I could tell that it was Gao Zhan calling for people to put out the fire, but then it became a variety of voices.Crying, laughing, men, women, the messy scenes of the past blocked his vision and hearing.

"My Jing'er was born to be an emperor, Er Niang will rely on you in the future!"

"It's a pity that he is not the eldest son, otherwise, how much thought would the father save..."

"The fourth prince is not auspicious, it is better to leave the capital early in the future!" "As long as I am in charge, I will stop talking about changing the prince!"

"Something went wrong! Something went wrong! A puppet was found in Concubine Duan's bedroom..."

"Fourth Highness, I will be your attendant from now on!" "Fourth Highness, grandfather asked me to ask if you have finished studying today's homework?" "Fourth Highness..." "Fourth Highness..."

As soon as the scene changed, the sky and the earth were white again, and the coldness of dripping into ice was really cold to the bone. Wan Zixiao lowered his head slightly and knelt on the snow outside the gate of Hanqing Palace, waiting, waiting for a news.

"Zi Xiao, I was wrong!" Han Jing staggered, moved his throat but couldn't hear any sound.I couldn't walk to him no matter what, no matter how much I shouted, I couldn't make a sound, my breathing became more and more difficult, and my whole body seemed to be taken out.no more... no more power...

Gao Zhan almost fell to the ground, the brute strength that had been resisting him for a long time suddenly dissipated, and when he moved his hands, he felt wet palms.It wasn't sweat, it was red, and a large scarlet halo was dazzling on the silver-white armor. Gao Zhan sat on the ground with his buttocks, hugged Han Jing and said heart-piercingly: "My lord!"

Emperor Chengxiao, Han Jing, was dizzy and didn't know how long he had been sleeping on the couch, but as long as he recalled the sky prison that burned into a scorched earth that day, there would be flames swaying and swaying in front of his eyes, and the burning smell seemed to be rushing again. Into the nasal cavity, making the eye sockets red in vain.

"Come here..." Han Jing moved his fingers, so weak that it was hard to see the domineering in the past.

Hearing the movement, the little eunuch waiting beside the dragon bed was clever, bent his body and asked, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Han Jing stabilized the suffocation in his chest, and his voice was still weak: "Bring a pen..."

"The imperial doctor told you to rest well..." the little eunuch said cautiously while bending his knees through the yellow dragon tent.

The person on the couch is terminally ill and the current emperor, his majesty and respect have never lost half a point: "Stop talking nonsense! I said you write..."

The little eunuch hesitated to speak, frowned and thought for a moment, then hurriedly rolled up the documents on the desk and spread them in front of the bed.

"Fengtian Chengyu Emperor said," Han Jing turned his head and said seriously, every word and sentence seemed to have been brewed long ago: "The former crown prince and Taifu Wan Jin devoted himself to the country and his loyalty can be seen, and the Wan family is also loyal and good from generation to generation." , Now the descendants of the Wan family are exempted from the lowly status, and Wan Hibiscus is granted the title of Ping Guogong, and the Jialing fief is inherited by his descendants; Exemption from corvée labor for three years and taxation for five years."

"Your Majesty, please have a look..." The little eunuch raised a corner of the gauze curtain, and flatly held the imperial edict above his head.

The handwriting is flamboyant, but you can't have too high requirements for a eunuch Han Jing.

"Send another word of mouth," Han Jing nodded lightly, looking at the blood jade pendant not far away through the tulle, with a lonely expression on his face: "I want to plant peach blossoms in this palace, and every palace and alley will be full of peach blossoms." Want... and Jinghu Lake in the southern suburbs should be renamed Manhua Lake in the future!"

"Your servant has written it down." The little eunuch withdrew from the tent and pressed the tent feet tightly: "Your Majesty, please rest."

Ever since Han Jing came back from the prison, he has been sick for more than ten days.Emperor Chengxiao was getting worse day by day, and he might not even be able to survive the enthronement ceremony in a few days.The new emperor is like this, and everyone in the court has plans for the following things.

The little eunuch who drafted the decree in the morning saw Zhao Wang Han Qi standing outside the door as soon as he came out of the inner hall. Facing the quasi-emperor, he naturally respectfully said: "Slave, please greet Zhao Wang!"

"Is there an imperial edict?" Han Qi glanced at the yellow scroll in his father-in-law's hand.

Although the new palm print eunuch is young, but the kung fu of seeing people's faces may not be as good as the old eunuch who has been in the palace for decades.Seeing that the quasi-emperor was interested, the little eunuch hurriedly handed it over, saying flatteringly: "The emperor wants the slave to deliver an imperial decree, an oral order."

While opening the edict, Han Qi said with great interest, "Let's hear it?"

"Your majesty, he wants to plant peach blossoms in the palace," the eunuch who was kneeling on the ground fell out of his head: "I also want to change Jinghu Lake to Manhuahu Lake."

"The emperor is quite interested." Han Qi closed the imperial decree and threw it to the father-in-law who passed the decree: "The court is not very stable now, so what's the matter with making a former courtier like this! That part is gone, and the rest is up to him!"

The little eunuch hurriedly picked up the imperial decree, and trotted back to the chief of ceremonies to redraw the imperial decree.

Han Jing has already done what he promised Wan Zixiao back then.Without the last concern in his heart, the emperor on the sickbed would spend less and less sobriety day by day.