Zhi Xuan

During these days when Marquis Xiyuan was in a coma, Mrs. Yang has been taking care of her personally, and she often couldn't sleep for two or three days.The originally plump cheeks were getting thinner day by day, her face was pale, and she was no longer as charming as before.

As time passed, Marquis Nishihara did not show signs of waking up, but his injuries continued to worsen, and pus and blood continued to flow out.

The concubine who took care of him couldn't bear the smell in the tent, and hid whenever she could, but she couldn't hide and didn't want to get close, with a look of disgust hanging on her face, and she almost didn't want to hide it anymore.

Apart from the servants and maidservants in the tent, they are not worried about being seen by outsiders, let alone spreading the word.His courage grew stronger day by day, and he began to mock Mrs. Yang overtly and secretly.

The situation in the court will also affect the monarch's mansion.

Regardless of Yang Hao's status as a nobleman, the Yang family may not be stable.Under his suggestion, Yang Shi did not seize the opportunity to stand in line several times, but dragged Zhixuan back, which was obviously difficult to be reused.

Mrs. Yang once showed her kindness to Zhixuan, and Zhixuan also returned a lot of courtesy, but now it is different from the past, Yang Hao's thoughts are obvious to all, how can Zhixuan not hate the young master.

With his own judgment of others, coupled with the influence of Xi Yuanhou's side, the concubine and the family behind him began to move around.Especially the few people with children under them, thinking of the days when they were overwhelmed by Mrs. Yang, they couldn't help being angry in their hearts, and gradually cast away their fear of Mrs. Yang, and their actions became more and more reckless day by day.

When a concubine covered her nose with her sleeve and taunted Mrs. Yang, the comatose Xi Yuanhou suddenly reacted.

His pale cheeks suddenly turned red, his muscles trembled violently, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, looking straight at Mrs. Yang, who was changing his dressing, and said hoarsely: "Come here!"

Everyone in the tent was taken aback, and Mrs. Yang was no exception.

Seeing that Marquis Xiyuan raised his arms tremblingly, the concubine who had been smiling ironically before couldn't help but turn pale.

Marquis Xiyuan ignored her, and did not look at Mrs. Yang again, and called a servant, ordering him to invite Zhixuan immediately.

The servant walked out of the tent and ran all the way to see Zhixuan.The news that Marquis Xiyuan woke up spread like wildfire, and all the dignitaries who were in the camp gathered and waited outside the tent, hoping to be summoned by the king.

It's a pity that Marquis Xiyuan didn't plan to see anyone except Zhi Xuan, even Mrs. Yang and the other two concubines were sent out, leaving only two servants who had served for many years.

"Changing clothes, combing hair."

Under the service of his servants, Marquis Nishihara changed into a black robe, and combed his silver-streaked hair into a bun.My hair is tangled and smells bad from days of not washing it.

The waiter held a jade comb in his hand, trying to comb his hair, but accidentally pulled a strand, and fell to his knees in fright.

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"It's okay, continue."

Nishihara Hou felt no pain.His physical condition is quite bad, not to mention combing with a comb, even if he scratches twice with his hands, a large piece of hair will fall off.

The servant got up, combed Xi Yuanhou's hair carefully, and put on the jade crown tremblingly.Because there is too little hair to support the crown, it can only be fastened by a hair tie.

After all this was done, the servant bowed and retreated, and Marquis Nishihara ordered to lift up the curtain, he wanted to take a breath.

"promise!"

When Zhixuan arrived, all the officials who got the news were in front of the tent, together with the guards, they almost surrounded the big tent.

The servants raised their voices, and the crowd took the initiative to get out of the way. Zhi Xuan walked forward without squinting, stopped in front of the tent, and bowed his hands.

"Xuan was called to come."

"The emperor has a destiny, and the son is accounted for."

The servant passed on the order of the Marquis of Xiyuan, and Xuan Zhixuan entered.

The historian also went in together. He shouldered the responsibility, even if he was not summoned, he was also eligible to enter the account.

The smell in the tent was terrible, Zhi Xuan had already prepared himself, and he didn't notice anything strange.

The historian also did not change his expression. After saluting to Marquis Xiyuan, he sat down in the tent, spread out the bamboo slips he brought, picked up a knife and pen, and prepared to record the conversation between father and son.

Zhi Xuan took two steps forward, bent over and saluted.

Xi Yuanhou accepted his full salute, and then told him to stand up.

"After I die, I will be passed on to the eldest son. I can't write the book, and the eldest son wrote the book on behalf of him. He said that Mi Shi committed a rebellion, and the car would not be forgiven. The son Kang was unfaithful and unfilial. He participated in the rebellion. He was severely punished according to the law and punished with the canon. , Turning the tide, you have made great achievements. Now, with the king bestowing the sword and the seal of the princes, I hope you can guard against arrogance and impetuosity, be loyal to the king, cherish the people of the country, guard one side, and live up to the honor of the ancestors."

When Xiyuanhou was speaking, the historian wrote vigorously, and the sound of the pen nib engraving on the bamboo slips kept on recording every word Xiyuanhou uttered.

Zhi Xuan had a straight expression, listening to the teachings of Marquis Xi Yuan, his back was always straight.

While speaking, Marquis Xiyuan raised his hands to the servants, and the two servants understood, and held out a wooden box and a sword box respectively.

The seals of the princes are hidden in the wooden box, representing the identity of Xiyuanhou.In the sword box is the sword bestowed by the king, which has never left his body since the day Xiyuanhou ascended the throne.

According to Xi Yuanhou's will, the servant handed over the seal of princes and the sword bestowed by the king to Zhixuan.

Zhi Xuan cupped his hands, and then saluted Xi Yuanhou.

"Secretary Mi's death, Liuqing is the second. You don't need to worry after you take the throne, and make a decision after careful observation." Xi Yuanhou changed the subject and brought up the situation in the court.

"Su Hu is trustworthy, Fan Xu is available, and Luan Hui has a quick mind and is best at judging the situation. The three of them are in the court, and the throne is safe." Xi Yuanhou has been fighting wits and courage with the Qing doctor all the year round, and knows the big clan quite well.Without reservation, he told Zhi Xuan everything he knew.

"Yang Hao's temperament is vacillating, and in recent years he has become even more unprofitable. If Yang can be used, he will use it. If he can't, I will issue an order that all sons in the mansion will be buried."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the tent, almost a needle could be heard.

The historian paused for a while, looked up at Xi Yuanhou and Zhi Xuan briefly, then continued to write, without any modification, and recorded every sentence of Xi Yuanhou in detail.

"Father doesn't have to be like this." Zhi Xuan said.

Xi Yuanhou's approach can help him solve many troubles, but it will also leave a lot of hidden dangers.

He thinks he can face the storms in the court, and rely on his strength to take over the seals of the princes and the sword bestowed by the king without costing more lives.Of course, if someone took the initiative to seek death, he would not be polite.

"Have you made up your mind?" Xi Yuanhou said in a low voice.

"Yes." Zhi Xuan nodded.

"You must have known what happened back then. Even so, you still don't change your mind?" When Marquis Xi Yuan spoke, his eyes were fixed on Zhi Xuan, not letting go of any expression on his face.

Zhi Xuan raised his head and met Xi Yuanhou's gaze without any dodging.

"Back to Your Majesty, Xuan thought very clearly."

The four eyes met, the father and son looked into each other's eyes, and it was Xi Yuanhou who looked away first.

"I am like my father, I am inferior."

After saying this, Marquis Xiyuan ordered his servants to fetch bamboo slips and hand them all over to Zhixuan.

Zhixuan opened a volume, and it turned out to be an imperial edict that had been written long ago, with a seal, but the name was blank.At the bottom, there are two orders to seize the clan.

"Anyone who does not follow, or who has a different intention, should show it." Xi Yuanhou said.

According to the usual practice, after the new monarch ascends the throne, the brothers should leave alone.Zhixuan's situation is special. He is destined to have no heirs after marrying his son Hao, so there will inevitably be twists and turns in the matter of the separation of brothers.

Xi Yuanhou's edicts solved his troubles in advance.

Brothers can still use their brains and let out some rumors. If the son doesn't obey the edict issued by the father, there will be no reason for the big reason.

Zhi Xuan put down the bamboo slips, feeling rather complicated.

Before coming here, he had envisioned many situations, but this one had never occurred to him.Even if these edicts were not prepared for him in the first place, he still has to accept the favor.

Marquis Xiyuan looked at the official historian, who understood what he meant, and immediately stood up and left the tent.

After the monarch's inheritance is recorded, the next step is the narration of father and son, the content can be recorded or not.Marquis Xiyuan wanted something, and he wasn't dead-headed, so he might as well be accommodating.

After the historian left, the servants also walked out of the big tent, put down the curtains, and guarded in front of the tent on the left and right, not allowing anyone to approach.

There were only father and son left in the tent. Marquis Nishihara seemed to have lost all his strength and could not continue to sit upright, his body fell to one side.

"Father!"

Zhi Xuan got up and rushed forward, supported Xi Yuanhou, and let him lean on him.

Marquis Xiyuan took a deep breath, held Zhi Xuan's wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Your mother died at my hands. If it wasn't for me, Mrs. Mi would not have dared to poison you. I would have wanted to kill you too."

Zhi Xuan's pupils tightened, he didn't expect to hear these words.

"Your mother is very kind, and I love her very much. However, when we got married at the beginning, Dongliang State conspired against me for five cities, but I have not been able to regain them. After you ascend the throne, you must never get close to your uncle!"

Marquis Xiyuan firmly held Zhixuan's wrist, and continued: "Back then when I was assassinated, Master Mi was the mastermind, and Prince Liang also participated. It was just that it was done in secret, and Master Mi was kept in the dark."

Hearing these words, Zhixuan's throat felt dry, and his heart was flustered for a moment.

"Your mother is innocent, and so are you." Marquis Nishihara covered his wound, his breath becoming unstable.

It was only then that Zhi Xuan realized that his wound had begun to ooze pus and blood again, but because his robe was black, it could not be revealed for a while.

"After I die, the Eastern Liang Kingdom will send envoys, so be careful. You marry Gongzi Hao as soon as possible, and you don't need to be filial for me. Remember!"

Regarding Xi Yuanhou's words, Zhi Xuan always had question marks, and it was impossible to believe them all.It's just that the other party didn't have much time, so they didn't open their mouths to refute.Carefully helped him to lie down, and then called Dr. Sang to make him more stable at the last moment.

Marquis Xiyuan was lying on the couch, his strength gradually disappearing, but he still refused to let go of Zhixuan's wrist.

"The Xiyuan Kingdom is handed over to you, and will finally be handed over to you..."

Doctor Sang entered the tent and saw Zhi Xuan guarding the side of the couch with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, his heart skipped a beat.

The next moment, Zhi Xuan raised his head, motioning for him not to be too polite, but to give Marquis Xi Yuan a pulse.

Dr. Sang put down the medicine box and took a long time to feel his pulse before shaking his head at Zhi Xuan.

"My son, your majesty may not be able to survive today."

Zhi Xuan glanced at Marquis Xiyuan again, the latter did not fall into a coma again, and with all his strength he spoke, "Call your ministers."

"promise!"

Zhi Xuan raised the curtain himself, and summoned Su Hu and others to enter.

When everyone entered the tent, they all looked solemn when they saw Marquis Xiyuan who was able to sit up again after taking a pill.

Zhi Xuan stood beside Xiyuanhou, his eyes swept over the crowd, and then at Xiyuanhou beside him, he couldn't help but sighed deeply.This monarch who has controlled Xiyuan Kingdom for more than [-] years, and a prince who has made great achievements in battle in his early years, his merits and demerits will finally come to an end today.

On the same day, another heavy rain fell in the western capital city.

The streams dried up by the fire swelled again, and the ditches in the city filled again.The rain flooded the ditches, scoured the charred streets, and carried away scattered stones and sawdust.

The rain was so heavy that the rebuilding work of various squares was forced to stop.

The townspeople hid in temporary sheds with tools on their shoulders, passing boiled and cooled water to each other.

This is the rule set by Zhi Xuan, whoever works on the construction site can no longer drink raw water, nor eat raw food.

Everyone was very puzzled at first, and many people found it troublesome.After Sangyi found a few strong men and imitated Xincheng's practice and gave them medicine, the faces of the city residents turned green, and no one raised any objections.

Just as everyone replenished their drinking water and kept looking at the sky, hoping that the rain would stop soon, several servants on horseback rushed into the city.

The servants all had red eyes and sad faces.

They ran in all directions, beating the leather drum that was erected on the top of the city again.

Everyone stopped their movements and listened carefully to the sound of the drums.The old people have experienced the most, and they can't help but change their faces when they understand the message conveyed by the drumbeat.

Your Majesty, are you dead? !