How to cough up blood

late June.

Thick ink-like black clouds pulled the evening into the world.

A thunderstorm fell in the gradually sweltering imperial city.Countless lurking shadows are waiting to move.As if they knew what was going on in advance, there are two spacious streets in the east and west, and every family shuts their doors.

National Teacher's Office.

The candles flickered in the bedroom, and there was silence.

Wu Yunian was teaching Ji Fan how to play chess.

"Stupid or not, it's at the intersection, not in the grid," Wu Yunian sighed with a headache, and almost taught him by hand. He dropped the sunspot on his fingertips and knocked Ji Shan's hand away, "Teach me again you again."

Ji Die let out a cry, and didn't know if he heard it or not, Zitong looked at Wu Yunian without blinking.

The dragon in the room stopped, but Wu Yunian was still dressed similarly to Chunri, with a thin cloak on his shoulders, and his figure became more and more slim. He coughed a few times, and took out a brocade handkerchief to cover his lips.

Ji Di poured him a glass of water: "Master."

"……Um."

After a while, Wu Yunian threw the Jinpa into the brazier as usual.

Tongues of fire sprang upwards, and one or two flakes of embers scattered in the air.

Knock knock knock!

There was a slightly hasty knock on the door, and Ren Ye's voice was indistinct through the rain curtain: "My lord!"

Wu Yunian: "Go in."

Ren Ye quickly came in, he was covered with a rain cape, and the water was still dripping down, mixed with the chill of wind and rain and the meaning of killing.

He knelt on one knee with his sword in his left hand, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, everything is ready!"

Wu Yunian looked down at the playful chess game in front of him, and slowly sipped his tea.

After a while, pale fingers firmly grasped a piece.

Snapped.Lazi Tianyuan.

The chess situation suddenly changed.

He stood up, "Let's go."

The palace has changed.

The prince conspired for several years, and all his cards were played overnight.The entire palace was surrounded upside down, and the fighting continued.

The eunuch and maid were extremely flustered, screaming, and the palace lantern in their hands kept shaking, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the night and rain.The old emperor rolled and crawled, protected by the guards in the palace, and forced to run all the way from the Hall of Mental Cultivation to the Hall of Golden Luan.

Only the four corners of the main hall are lit with lights, flickering faintly.

boom!

The old emperor fell on the steps in a state of embarrassment, turned his head almost in a state of embarrassment, frightened and resentful: "Nizi! How dare you rebel?!" He tremblingly wanted to get up, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't move. His old voice roared: " You dare! You dare!"

The older he was, the more greedy he was for life. The old emperor was terrified. He didn't know how the crown prince got to where he is today step by step.

The sound of heavy soldiers and armors sounded outside.

The prince approached slowly, and said with a smile: "Royal father, you say you want to live forever." He shook his head, "Then Wu Yunian really has some ability to make royal father young."

He suddenly remembered that when Wu Yunian killed the second prince, he had quietly warned him.The prince's face gradually darkened, and he sneered: "What a bitch, the most right thing my father did was to sell him to Yuan Guo."

Wang Jian reminded from his side: "Your Highness, abdicate the imperial edict."

"Yes, yes, yes," the prince threw the sword in his hand to the ground, approached with a smile, and pulled a piece of bright yellow cloth tightly guarded by the old emperor's arms.

Inside is the Imperial Seal, which the old emperor brought out hastily.

"Father, let go."

The old emperor gritted his teeth, clenched his old hands tightly, "Nizi, Nizi! You are really not afraid of being scolded by others in the future, and being pointed at by future generations."

"Of course my son is not afraid..." the prince said, "Later generations will only know that it was my father who gave way to me, and I respectfully and filially took care of my father until his death."

"Let go, hand, let's go."

The prince squinted his eyes, slowly exerted force in his hand, and then pulled it violently, and the imperial seal rolled out.Seeing this, the old emperor wanted to rush over, but was frightened back by the long sword hanging across his neck.

"The Imperial Seal..."

The prince walked over in three or two steps, his excited hands were shaking, the moment he held the imperial seal, he seemed to hold the most noble authority in the entire Dazhao

His eyes were frighteningly bright, trembling quickly, he unfolded the imperial edict.The prince looked around, but found no flat lighting place.

Wang Jian hurriedly ran to him and bent down, saying: "Your Highness, you put a cover on the back of the minister."

"Get out!" The prince pushed him away, lowered his head to find a clean place on the ground, crawled down, and stamped the seal of the imperial edict with great care.

For a long time, the prince fluttered like a dream.

He suddenly laughed, opened his arms, and looked at the dragon chair above the Golden Luan Hall, "That's my hall... no, it belongs to me! I! It belongs to me! Hahahahaha!"

In the rumbling thunder, like a madman.

At this moment, a muffled cough suddenly sounded outside the door, and a cold voice came

"Is it."

Immediately afterwards, the Lie Yujun rushed in with the sound of rain, and the invisible murderous aura quickly filled the Golden Palace.

Outside the palace city far away, more than a thousand soldiers rushed in at some time, standing on both sides of the long steps, with white blades shining, holding torches, like two fire dragons.

Wu Yunian walked slowly into the door of the Golden Luan Hall, the gold chain hanging from the side of his face looked extraordinarily dark under the dim light of the fire.

Ji Yan was holding an umbrella behind him, and the invisible black air was lingering, and no rain fell on Wu Yunian.

Wu Yunian raised his eyes and smiled: "His Royal Highness, it is too early to be happy."

Seeing him, the old emperor suddenly burst out with a strong desire to survive in his cloudy old eyes. He hurriedly crawled towards the direction where Wu Yunian was standing, and said harshly: "National teacher... National teacher! You came just in time! Here... Kill this traitor for me! Kill him!"

No one cares about him.

When the prince saw Wu Yunian, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "I have long suspected that something is wrong with you, how can a person like the national teacher have no ambition at all?"

He didn't seem to be worried, and looked around, "Lie Yujun, it's not a small bargaining chip."

The prince snorted and said, "I don't know, which good brother of mine is supported by the national teacher?"

"Brother Huang is joking."

When the sixth prince came in, the sword was still dripping with blood. He first saluted Wu Yunian respectfully, "Teacher", then raised his head and said, "Brother, the reputation of killing fathers and seizing power is not good."

The prince squinted his eyes and sized up this younger brother who had never shown the slightest sharpness: "So it's you."

When the matter has reached this point, there is no need to hide anything, the sixth prince's gentle and harmless skin reveals his sharpness and ambition, he smiled and said: "It's me."

"What...what do you mean?!" The old emperor also came back to his senses, "You...you...you all want to turn against me?!"

"National Teacher!" The old emperor quickly fixed his eyes on Wu Yunian, and said viciously: "You Wu clan can't betray the royal family! You...you are violating the clan motto! You will be punished by heaven after death!"

Wu Yunian said indifferently: "The Wu clan is loyal to the emperor who can lead Dazhao to a better life." It is not a mediocre person who can sell him for a small profit in front of him.

"It's just right," the prince sneered, "it's all here, so I saved other efforts."

He shouted: "Wang Jian!"

Wang Jian: "Yes!"

Wang Jian took out a bow and arrow from behind, and shot it very quickly outside the gate of the Jinluan Hall. In the night rain that was about to stop, the arrow feathers that were burning with sparks exploded.

boom!

The manpower brought by the prince and the Lie Yu army brought by Wu Yunian were in a stalemate with each other. No one took the lead, and they were all waiting for orders.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Prince: "The entire imperial city is under my control, do you think you can leave after you come?!"

The sixth prince became slightly nervous, but looking at Wu Yunian whose expression remained unchanged, he felt confident for some reason.It seems that it has always been like this, no matter what his teacher encounters, he can have a perfect solution.

Wu Yunian smiled, and brushed off the rainwater on Fu Jixian's body.

After a while, there was still no reaction from outside.The prince gradually realized that something was wrong, held Wang Jian by the neck, and glared: "What's going on?! Where's the guard army? Where are they?!"

Wang Jian's face was pale: "...the minister...the minister clearly..."

At this moment, a young man in black black armor with a long sword on his waist, with piercing eyes, came to Wu Yunian's side and respectfully said, "Youyun rides Zhang Zheng, listen to the orders of the national teacher!"

"The commander-in-chief of the guarding army cooperated with the prince to rebel, and has been captured by the last general!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zheng beckoned, and You Yunqi behind him immediately joined Lie Yujun to control the situation in the Golden Luan Hall. Suddenly, the sound of killing was loud and bloody.

The arrogance on the prince's face faded away, holding the sword in his hand, he frantically wanted to run out the door, even in this situation, he still firmly guarded the imperial seal in his arms.

Wu Yunian stood quietly in the center of the hall, his thin cloak was stained with blood, like a silent jade statue, silently guarding his side, no one dared to come over.

The old emperor had long shrunk behind the thick pillars, trembling.

"Go to death... all to die!"

The prince's eyes were bloodshot, he looked around nervously, and finally locked his eyes on the sixth prince next to him.A ruthless madness flashed in his eyes.

While everyone was not paying attention, he wiped the blood from his face, and walked over in two or three quick steps, and the tip of the sword suddenly stabbed there: "If I can't get it, you can't get it either! Go to hell!"

The sixth prince suddenly turned around, but it was too late, he couldn't even hide, he closed his eyes subconsciously.

At the same time, Wu Yunian caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, his expression suddenly changed, and he left the protective circle of Jixian in the blink of an eye. His pale and slender fingers pulled out the sword at Ren Ye's waist, his right pupil flickered, and his steps changed.

The prince grimly said: "Death!"

"roll!"

A flash of sword light struck, and blocked the sword in the prince's hand with a clang, but it seemed that he was powerless, and the sword stabbed into his shoulder.

Whoosh

Tick.

Tick ​​tock.

"..."

The sixth prince's face was splashed with scalding blood, but he didn't feel the pain as imagined.Amidst the screams of fighting, he opened his eyes.

Wu Yunian turned his back to him, and his thin and thin figure stood in front of him. His left shoulder was deeply pierced, and the blood dripping from the sword tip soaked through the thin cloak.

The sixth prince was in a trance for a moment, then murmured: "... Teacher?"

Wu Yunian let out a muffled cough, and the coldness in his eyes was almost devouring.

The long sword in his right hand swished up, slashing a piece of flesh off the prince's forearm, who hadn't reacted yet, and then pulled out the sword on his shoulder with his backhand.

With a bang, it was thrown to the ground.

He swallowed the sweet smell in his throat, tilted his head and said softly: "It's all right."

The sixth prince suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "It's okay! I'm fine, teacher, the injury on your shoulder..." As he said that, he was about to come up, his face was full of worry, joy and fear, which didn't seem to be fake.

Ji Chen kicked the prince away, and appeared before Wu Yunian stretched out his hand, grinning his sharp canine teeth, and shouted to the sixth prince, "Get out."

There is no trace of human warmth in her eyes.

The sixth prince froze immediately, not daring to move again.

Ji Chen bowed his head: "Master, are you okay?"

He had set up a protective circle, but it couldn't stop people from running out by themselves.

Wisps of black mist slowly covered Wu Yunian's wound, and the bleeding temporarily stopped.

Wu Yunian's eyes moved away from the sixth prince, coughing, leaning on Ji Yu's body to borrow strength, the hand holding the sword trembled unconsciously due to the force just now, he lowered his eyes for a moment, "... It’s been a long time since I held a sword seriously.”

When I was young, I used to wear the gentleman's sword, but my health was getting worse and worse. Now when I hold it, I suddenly find that I can't hold it firmly.

The chaos in the Golden Luan Hall quickly subsided, and corpses were strewn all over the ground.

The blood on the ground mixed with the cold rain blowing in, floating in a shallow layer.The strong smell of blood is lingering.

The prince was pressed down and knelt heavily in front of Wu Yunian, his mouth was gagged, and he roared.

The light rain was still falling, and there were occasional lightning and thunder, which made Wu Yunian's profile pale.In the hall, apart from the voice of the prince, there was nothing else.

"Ming Shu." Wu Yunian said.

The sixth prince was shocked, "Teacher."

Wu Yunian looked at the prince: "Go, kill him. Bring the imperial seal. On his body, stamp the imperial edict you prepared."

As soon as the words fell, the prince's eyes widened suddenly, "Woo! Woooo!"

The sixth prince's eyes turned cold, he picked up a sword on the ground, lifted the sword and raised his foot, walked up to the prince, and looked down at the elder brother who was suppressing him everywhere.

After a while, he smiled slightly, moved his lips slightly, and said something, and under the suddenly constricted gaze of the prince, he stabbed the sword into his chest!

He took out the blood-stained national seal, and stamped the imperial edict he had prepared.

The sixth prince's pupils were burning hot, and he took a deep breath to suppress all his emotions.Recalling what Wu Yunian taught, a qualified emperor will not allow people to guess his preferences.

The sixth prince looked at Wu Yunian fixedly: "Teacher."

Maybe he didn't know it himself, but the light in his eyes was like a child eager to seek praise from his elders.

Wu Yunian paused, "Well, let's go."

He adjusted his glasses, looked at the dragon chair on the Golden Luan Hall, and said slowly: "Sit on it, that's your seat."

Holding the imperial edict and the national seal, the sixth prince walked up slowly, Wu Yunian looked a little dazed.

In the blink of an eye, everything changes.

He seemed to have seen the winter 12 years ago again. He divined that Dazhao's hope was on the sixth prince, and he found the little boy lying in the snow after several twists and turns.

Wu Yunian was not very old at that time, he was 16 years old, and obviously he still didn't understand how to raise the sixth prince who had low self-esteem and sensitivity.

He taught poetry and etiquette, the way of a gentleman, and the mind of an emperor.Protect him with the mentality of an elder, and place almost all hopes on this child.

The sixth prince turned around and sat on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall.

Under the steps, there were many corpses, and his teacher stood on the side of the hall, holding a long sword, clearing the way for him to the highest position in the world.

The light from the torches held by the surrounding soldiers shone on the body of the last national teacher of Dazhao. Together with the complicated black clothing, bright and dark intertwined into a faded painting.

The sixth prince sat alone on the dragon chair, unable to see Wu Yunian's expression clearly, he could only see the teacher bending down in his direction, and said in a low voice, "Congratulations to the new emperor!"

All the soldiers in the palace knelt down and shouted: "Congratulations to the new emperor!"

King and loser.

No one cared about the old emperor who had already fainted.

The sixth prince breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes gradually became darker, and he slowly clenched the imperial seal in his hand.

It turned out to be such a feeling that everyone in the world would bow their heads to him, including him who respects and fears the teacher.

The sixth prince silently thought about the appearance of Wu Yunian standing in front of him without hesitation, let out a breath, and suppressed the inexplicable emotion.

He holds the supreme authority of Dazhao and is the new emperor of Dazhao.

Dazhao changed overnight.

The next day when they went to court, there were officials who had stood in line early. They thought they saw the prince standing on the high platform, but they didn't want to see the sixth prince.

The sixth prince was indeed taught very well by Wu Yunian, and he was not in a hurry to deal with these princelings, but gradually became familiar with everything in the court, and quickly let himself take root.

The old emperor was forced to abdicate, but within two days, he officially ascended to heaven.The sixth prince ascended the throne and became the new emperor of Jokhang.

Wu Yunian did not intervene in the next matter.Ever since he became the sixth prince's sword that time, his body has been stretched to the extreme, and he has deteriorated rapidly, coughing up blood incessantly.

Wu Yunian couldn't hide it any longer, and Renchun's medicine was useless to him.

Summer is here and June is coming to an end.

The gravekeeper has no tomb to guard.

He was dying.