Your Majesty, after he played stupid and overturned the car

In the middle of the night, with lamps lit in the tent, Lu Yunchuan was lying on the outside of the couch, vainly holding the thin emperor in his arms.

Ming Wanzhao was already thin, but he was in a coma and couldn't eat for the past few days, so he became visibly thinner. When Lu Yunchuan hugged him like this, he could feel his bones.

But Ming Wanzhao was still in a deep sleep, stuck in a good dream.

In the dream, Ming Rongzhou stood in front of him alive and said gently to him: "Father is proud of you, you have done a good job. You are ruthless and have love. You are a great son of heaven. You deserve it. Father did even better."

Ming Wanzhao was a little ashamed, but also a little happy, so he lowered his eyes and said softly: "I miss you very much." After a pause, he quickly added, "Uncle also misses you very much."

Ming Rongzhou smiled softly, "There are also people who are thinking about you."

Ming Wanzhao was startled.

"Zhao'er." Ming Rongzhou carefully arranged the skirts for him, at the end, he patted his shoulder and pushed gently, "It's time to go back."

The force was gentle but irresistible, Ming Wanzhao felt that everything around him was retreating rapidly, a pair of people stood side by side in the corridor, surrounded by the vase-like flowers of Jin Danzi, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

The joy in the world is like this, fleeting, so fast that he has no time to reach out and hold it.

In the middle of the night, Lu Yunchuan was tired for several days, and he only had a short rest when he hugged Ming Wanzhao. Just when he was in a light sleep, he suddenly heard a soft sleep talking in his arms, so he suddenly opened his eyes.

Lu Yunchuan lowered his head, and suddenly met a pair of phoenix eyes that were not very clear, and immediately held his breath, for fear of disturbing the emperor who had been sleeping for a long time.

Ming Wanzhao blinked, his empty pupils regained some of their spirit, and when he turned his head, he saw a familiar but somewhat slovenly face, handsome as before, but really embarrassed.

It was Lu Yunchuan.

Ming Wanzhao's heart suddenly felt sour, he looked at Lu Yunchuan quietly for a moment, and then he knew that this person was the only one who could be by his side in this world.

Tears flowed first without words, and the thin and haggard emperor pursed his lips, crying quietly, not knowing whether it was a grievance or something.

"Why are you crying?" Lu Yunchuan was at a loss, and leaned over to kiss the corner of his eyes lightly, carefully and gently.

Ming Wanzhao was pricked by the stubble on his chin and couldn't dodge it. With tears in his eyes, he laughed out loud, sniffed his nose, and whispered, "How long has it been since you shaved?"

Lu Yunchuan's heart fell heavily, his brows raised slightly, "Without conscience, who am I for?"

As he said that, he wanted to get up from the couch, but he didn't. The little emperor tugged at the corner of his clothes gently.

Clearly it didn't take much effort, so Lu Yunchuan lay back down again, "Stop making trouble, I'll call Second Young Master Ye to come and see you."

"You don't need to look at him." Ming Wanzhao couldn't turn sideways, so he tilted his head slightly and snuggled into Lu Yunchuan's arms, and said softly, "Brother Lu, give me a hug."

...How can I refuse this.

Lu Yunchuan didn't dare to touch his wound, and embraced him very lightly and carefully, the belated joy of regaining what was lost was more of a fear that he didn't dare to think about a few days ago.

The emperor finally woke up, and the arrow wound on his chest had scabbed over. Apart from looking weaker and haggard, at least there was no fear of life. Everyone who knew that the emperor was seriously injured was relieved.

Only when Ming Wanzhao is alive can they have the confidence to compete with Qiao Zihan!

In the main tent, the emperor summoned a group of generals to discuss matters,

Ming Wanzhao leaned on the soft pillow, looked weak, and spoke softly: "Lingyangguan battle, you worked hard, but the current situation is uncertain, when I return to Yijing, I will reward you all."

After everyone thanked him, Ming Wanzhao's smile became lighter, and he said softly: "Qi Shangshu died in the battle at Lingyang Pass, send an obituary to Yubei, the journey is far away, and the bones don't have to return home."

Qi Yan put a chain on himself for Ming Rongzhou, guarding the royal family in Yijing for so many years, he gave up the distant grassland and his hometown of Cangshan, and until the end, he also died fighting to protect the blood of the Ming family and the country.

You can't get it in life, but you have to get what you want after death. Ming Wanzhao knows what he wants.

Ming Wanzhao was really ruthless when he was ruthless, because he was an emperor, but he was really gentle when he was gentle, because he was an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires.

"I heard that all the rebels outside Lingyang City have been wiped out?" Ming Wanzhao asked, "Is there any news from Yijing?"

Lu Yunchuan was sitting on the emperor's couch in an extremely reckless manner. He was urged by Ming Wanzhao to shave this morning. He had just dozed off with his eyes downcast, when he heard this sentence, he said, "Su Jinhuai brought Xing Ye and Sheng Yan to The rebels opened the gate of the city. After Qiao Zihan entered Beijing, he wanted to be in charge. Few of the courtiers cared about him.

So Su Jingci and Shen Lin were taken to prison. "

Ming Wanzhao frowned, "Is there anything else?"

"One is Su Jinhuai's son, and the other is Su Jinhuai's student. How can he stand by and watch?" Lu Yunchuan's tone became a little more serious, "Su Jinhuai recruited students from the Imperial Academy in a fit of anger, so they are all his students. Listen. After his lecture, he angrily reprimanded Qiao Zihan in front of a group of students, and then burned the mansion to commit suicide. The veterans of the four dynasties, all the students of the Taixue in Yijing were blown up by such a disturbance, and they all knelt at the gate of the palace in filial piety. Let Qiao Zihan give an explanation."

This was all a few days ago, but because the rebels blocked Lingyang City, so that Jiang Zhou's news was intercepted, and it was only spread to Lingyang yesterday.

Ming Wanzhao was stunned for a moment, then frowned and sighed: "Lord Su, why bother?"

Su Jinhuai is a literati, and literati don't use swords to kill people. Punishment is the most important thing. Su Jinhuai's death is to punish the hearts of literati in the world. Anyone who is willing to be loyal to Qiao Zihan is violating the sage's precepts and the legacy of a gentleman!

He was even more trying to punish Qiao Zihan, and if he tried his best to enter Yijing, he was doomed to not be able to ascend the throne in a legitimate way, and he would not be able to be a wise king who will remain famous throughout the ages!

Ming Wanzhao had already guessed that Qiao Zihan would make moves after entering Beijing, but he had to leave at that time. Before entering the game, he had told him that his own life must be the most important thing. Su Jinhuai would personally Go open the city gate to meet the rebels.

This was already a step backward for Su Jinhuai.

But Qiao Zihan made an inch of progress, he captured Su Jingci and Shen Lin, whether it was revenge or a demonstration, he finally forced Su Jinhuai to stop being silent.

"Su Gong's loyalty can be learned from the world." Ming Wanzhao lowered his eyes and said softly, "It is really a blessing for Daliang to get this minister. It is also a great pity that Su Gong died with hatred. Pass on my order and quickly reorganize the army." , leave for Yijing tomorrow."

The Son of Heaven had already made a decision, and after everyone left, Lu Yunchuan said uneasy: "Leave tomorrow, can you bear it?"

Ming Wanzhao's serious injury has not yet healed, and he was tired after discussing for a while, slid down the soft pillow and lay down on the couch, the ending sound unconsciously dragged out.

"We can't delay. If Qiao Zihan continues to mess around in Yijing, I might see an empty city when I go back."

Lu Yunchuan saw the emperor who looked like a cat, so he leaned over to kiss him intimately, whispering tenderly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."

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"Go slowly." Ming Wanzhao let him sniff around like a big dog, closed his eyes and said, "Besides, this is also a good time. Su Gong's death will definitely make literati mourn and furious. Qiao Zihan If people lose their hearts, it will be easier to fight in Yijing."

Lu Yunchuan didn't try to persuade him anymore, he hugged him and laughed, "That idiot."

Ming Wanzhao echoed, "It's stupid enough."

Since the downfall of Lu Zuoxian, the first family in Yijing has changed their surname to Su, but Su Jinhuai has no ambitions. He only needs to be a good Liang, and Ming Wanzhao dares to reuse him. lift.

Su Jinhuai is so popular, Qiao Zihan directly provoked him, wouldn't he be digging his own grave?

In Yijing, Chengming Pavilion was lit with lights after nightfall.

Qiao Zihan sat on the main seat and was reading Feng Bailu's secret letter. Bai Tan came to add a lamp for him. Under the shadow of the lamp, he could see the sinister anger surging between his brows.

After Su Jinhuai's death, Qiao Zihan had no choice but to release Shen Lin and Su Jingci to appease the wrath of the literati.The Su mansion had been burned down, and Su Jinhuai's mourning hall was placed in Shen Lin's mansion. Su Jingci has been closed since that day, and there has been no movement, but the rumors in the market have intensified!

Everyone said that he, Qiao Zihan, colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country.

Even the children call him Qiao thief, which is far from Qiao Zihan's original plan. He could have justifiably become the king of Liang!Get all the officials to worship the world and surrender!

"Ming Wanzhao is not dead yet." Qiao Zihan sneered expressionlessly, looked at Bai Tan with eyes like a poisonous snake, "Are you happy?"

Bai Tan lowered his eyes and said without changing his expression: "Master Su sent his servants into the palace to serve the Son of Heaven. Whoever is the Son of Heaven, the slaves will serve whoever they are. It doesn't matter whether they are happy or not."

"So, Su Jinhuai is still your great benefactor." Qiao Zihan's eyebrows were cold, "Why don't you go to his mourning hall to offer incense?"

"Everyone takes what they need." Bai Tan said in a flat tone.

Qiao Zihan was satisfied.

Look, there are a lot of people like this in this world, but they are just heartless things, who can cling to anyone like grass on the wall, what about Ming Wanzhao, and what about Su Jinhuai?Aren't the two of them self-confident confidants still serving him with low eyebrows?

He was so proud that he didn't realize that what Bai Tan was talking about was the emperor, but he was not the emperor at the moment.

Bai Tan lowered his eyes to hide the ridicule, and retreated silently. Before he left the yard, he saw Feng Bailu, who was not very pretty, coming in, and the two met face to face.

"Master Feng." Bai Tan smiled, stepped forward and said softly, "I heard that Emperor Jianyuan is still alive."

Feng Bailu's face darkened, and he sneered, "What's the matter with you? Get out of the way, don't block my way."

Bai Tan obediently gave way, and when Feng Bailu passed in front of him, he said softly: "What do you think will be the last laugh?"

Feng Bailu paused, turned her head and said, "You are so courageous."

Bai Tan just smiled, lowered his head and said: "I don't dare, I just show you the way, it's up to you whether you want to go or not."

After saying that, he stepped back.

Feng Bailu stood in the courtyard for a while, thinking back to Bai Tan's question just now, he actually felt a little shuddering.