God does not love the world [unlimited]

Sheng Yuantang greeted this day and Xiwei returned to the capital.

Not long ago, the soldiers who repelled the barbarians under his leadership at the frontier gate also received the imperial decree as a reward for returning to Beijing.

He didn't bring other subordinates with him, and he drove the horse through the deserted streets alone. The white smoke from the breakfast seller at the alley melted into his eyes and dispersed, and finally was blown away by the wind without a trace.

All the way to the palace, he got off the ground, stepped on the water-logged stone slab with his long boots, threw the reins to the boy, and walked into the Golden Luan Hall together with many other officials who were going to participate in the early court.

Xiang Yanchao didn't sleep all night, and rushed to the palace in time for the previous court. Everything was done, and before he could say anything, the new emperor on the dragon chair spoke first: "General Sheng has been away for many years and returned to the court. Today I wish Stay with me to talk?"

Sheng Yuantang didn't wear the light armor he wore when he went into battle to kill the enemy. He was still dressed in white clothes, with wide sleeves hanging down, the same white clothes as when he stood here many years ago to receive the edict from Emperor Cheng.

He lowered his eyes and said with a gentle smile: "Since His Majesty loves you, how can I not obey?"

Xiang Yanzhao narrowed his eyes, and the words he wanted to speak disappeared in an instant, and he didn't look at him again.

I don't know what Sheng Yuantang and the new emperor talked about, anyway, in the end, Sheng Yuantang still walked out safely under the name of the former general; not only did he come out, the new emperor even really accepted the reward he said when he issued the recall edict , specially organized a palace banquet for him.

On the surface, it is said that people will be cleansed, but in fact, everyone knows that this is the time, and they are finally ready to deal with the remnants of the previous party in one go.

The wound on Shi Yu's body had already been bandaged to stop the bleeding. It was supposed to be time for recuperation, but he couldn't stand the bloody dust brought out from the prison. After taking a shower with clean clothes, the doctor who rushed over frowned and muttered about it for half an hour.

The doctor was invited by Wang Zhu, and the head on his neck was closely related to his physical condition. He managed to apply good medicine to his bleeding wound again, and wrote three or four prescriptions with a swipe of a pen. The taste of the soup taught him to learn what it means to cherish one's life, and then engraved these two words into his brain.

It's a pity that the last one didn't work.

Shi Yu couldn't smell the medicine.

The doctor didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the other party swallow half a bowl of decoction listening to him painstakingly, and finally vomited out all of it until his face turned pale, he didn't dare to let the other party try it again.

After Xiang Yan came back, the doctor had already come and left: "Master."

Shi Yu pinched a feather that had fallen from the red-billed bird's body, and poked the bird with the end: "Have you seen General Sheng?"

Xiang Yanchao walked to the bed and pulled out a chair.

Shi Yu put down her feathers: "I saw it, but didn't say anything?"

Xiang Yanchao rested his chin with one hand, and praised without any emotion: "Your Majesty deserves to be loved as much as Emperor Cheng, and you really know how to read people's hearts."

Shi Yu: "Thank you."

"If you thank me for that sentence just now, then I will skip it, if you thank me for bringing you out of prison," Xiang Yanchao raised his eyes, "You know what I want to ask."

"know."

Back in the prison, the place where the conversation between the two of them ended before he fell into a coma:

——There are so many close friends and old friends around him, if there is no rebellion, does he really remember who you are?

—he remembered.

Why do you say that?remember what?

Xiang Yanchao didn't know, but he wanted to know, and wanted to hear the second half of the sentence that the other party deliberately left behind, so that the other party couldn't die.

Shi Yu said: "But now I can't say it for the time being."

With only this weight, a gentleman can't stand under a dangerous wall, let alone a gentleman, at most he is a lonely soul who survived a catastrophe.

Xiang Yanchao was sitting on a chair, and he didn't know how the prime minister raised him since he was a child. He didn't have much of the smell of gunpowder soaked in intrigue and intrigue, and he didn't show his emotions too much. He wouldn't feel rude to others when he got angry. Zhong Lingqi, a son of an aristocratic family, said straightforwardly: "Then what do you want?"

"Xindi wants me to die, I want a reason why he won't kill me."

"My lord thinks too highly of me, even I have no right to disobey my father."

"I don't need you to act." Shi Yu looked at him, "Isn't there a palace banquet for General Sheng in the palace tonight? As long as you take me in, young master, I will ask the new emperor for the imperial edict." .”

Xiang Yanchao glanced at the robe on his body. The robe was too wide, and the long sleeves were folded up from the elbows. Under the folds, the wrists were wrapped with gauze several times, and the ends were loosely tied inside, binding the thin body. Knuckles, but it didn't hide the natural good bones.

He asked, "Is that what you look like?"

It looked really miserable.

The red-billed bird lightly pecked at the gauze on his wrist, Shi Yu twirled his feathers again and swept it away: "I was only injured, not dead."

He is not dead now, and he was not far from death not long ago.

Xiang Yanchao had no contact with this former royal doctor in the past. After all, a court official and the son of a court official's political opponent, it was too late for Prime Minister Xiang to hide him. He appeared under the gaze of the people in Beijing.

He didn't understand it in the past, until he came back from Yanzhou that day and was assassinated for no reason, and walked through the gate of hell, he realized that what his biological father and he had suffered was the burden of more than [-] people in this vast country. That killing intent.

After the founding of Dacheng, once the first emperor died, all his descendants, without exception, were greedy, plotting, trying to find ways to take back that monstrous power, eager to hold the world in their hands and say nothing.

People in the world say that the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. It is ridiculous that the two sides have been fighting for so many years, but in the end it was the minister who had to die who took the lead in rebelling against the king based on the planning of several generations.

I don't know if people who have been in that position in the past will crawl out from under the coffin board in anger if they know about it.

But having said that, although Xiang Yanchao had never dealt with this lord Yushi before, he had heard many rumors about him from other people, such as that the prime minister is only one person, and he can only do that forever Under the two, he will always be overwhelmed by the prime minister in the court; for example, the emperor deliberately hid him behind the handsome prime minister, such protection is the real favor; another example is such a young age, who knows what will happen to him? It took a bit of ability and beauty.

But now that Xiang Yanchao sat across from him, he wondered how beautiful he had spent, but his ability was probably a few blocks ahead of those officials who were talking in private.

For such a person, it's actually quite hard to imagine who he would be under anyone's subordinates. It's obvious that he should be as high as a cloud to be true.

But he still lived peacefully under Emperor Cheng for so many years, either he was too loyal to the previous dynasty, or he had no ambition to seize power at all;In short, no matter which one is possible, it is impossible to cause any trouble.

Ten thousand steps back, even if the other party really wanted to, it would be too embarrassing for him with his current body that could shatter with a single poke.

Otherwise, even if Xiang Yanchao had a father who became the emperor, he wouldn't be so disrespectful as to bring out a sinner from the former dynasty.

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The civil and military personnel of the Manchu Dynasty sat down before the first palace banquet after the new emperor ascended the throne.

In the main hall, there were staggered cups of wine, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the corner. The new emperor sat on the high platform, and beside him was Xiang Yanchao with lowered eyebrows and narrow eyes.

After toasting and listening to the music, things finally got to the point:

A young courtier stood up from below. He was promoted after the new emperor ascended the throne. He bent down and knelt down at the bottom of the steps: "Your Majesty, please learn from me!"

The new emperor put down his wine glass and asked him why he said this.

The courtier didn't make a fool of himself: "Your Majesty is now enthroned, but the old department of the previous dynasty is still there, and the remnants of evil have not been eliminated. The situation in Beijing is turbulent, and the people are uneasy. I think that Your Majesty should get rid of the remnants as soon as possible to stabilize the situation!"

The new emperor's expression remained the same: "What do you love dears think?"

The ministers below looked at each other in blank dismay, and then stood up one by one to show their approval.

The new emperor seemed to think for a moment, and said, "Come here."

"exist."

"Go and bring those people up."

The loyal people from the previous dynasty who had surrendered and surrendered had already expressed their stance, and now they are sitting on the steps with the officials of the new dynasty, and the rest are those who would rather die than surrender or the new emperor himself would not let go—such as the former imperial censor.

And it was the former Taiwei who was brought up first.

Tang Linchuan was in a daze.

He appeared in the prison after the launch of the node yesterday, and tried his best to figure it out. Unfortunately, he didn't have the right props and the ability to make up random things. Not only did he not get any useful feedback, he was even suppressed by a good deal.

No need to remind, an official stood up and read out his crimes, saying that he was unworthy of virtue, that he was arrogant and domineering when he was in office, and that he harbored double-hearted dissatisfaction with the new emperor. He counted seven or eight points before saluting Said that such a person must not stay.

Before Tang Linchuan finished listening, his face was already pale, he had already forgotten his identity and purpose, and knelt on the ground tremblingly begging for mercy.

The new emperor rubbed the wine glass and looked at his expression for a while, then sighed in a sigh: "I agree, the court is here."

The guard who had been guarding the new emperor all the time took a step forward, with his hand on the saber at his waist, flickering the lamp to reflect the cold light.

Drops of blood fell on the golden hall, and the head of the person brought up in the center hit the ground like a broken thread, and a muffled sound echoed.

Everyone was stunned. The new emperor was formerly the prime minister, and he had done a lot of things. Everyone thought he should be gentle and flattering. They guessed that the other party would definitely kill a group of former courtiers, but they didn't expect him to do so in front of him. The face of many people directly calls people to do it.

The palpitating silence lasted for several seconds, and just now someone fell limply to the ground, trembling like chaff.

The new emperor knocked on the wall of the cup with his knuckles, and said in a warm voice: "My loves mentioned it, and now I also agree. Is this way of handling it satisfactory?"

Obviously, he himself wanted to eradicate the alien party a long time ago, but he just blamed all the reasons on his courtiers, killing chickens and monkeys in public and still being innocent.

No one responded, and everyone had fear in their eyes.

Xindi still had that gentle look on his face: "Next."

Tang Linchuan is not the only alien he wants to kill.

The guard's sword was out of its sheath, people came and went, their bodies fell and were carried away, only the blood on the ground accumulated more and more.

Such presumptuous handling is estimated to be recorded in the national history.

Finally read the name of the former censor.

The escorts were visibly changed by the naked eye.

This is Xiang Yanchao's greeting in advance. It's just for show, and he won't really use force, nor will he be restrained.After all, with that person's body, he really felt that there was no need for the guards to do anything, and he could just walk away in two steps.

Shi Yu stood at the bottom of the steps and listened to the extraordinarily long reading of the charges. He didn't look up at the new emperor until the speaker stepped back.

The new emperor glanced at his face, and for the first time before the guards made a move, he said, "Master, please stay safe."

Political opponents who have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, who would have thought that they would look like this when they met each other after changing their identities.

Shi Yu's tone was emotionless, and he replied matter-of-factly: "I have."

Xindi laughed.

Holding the long sword that was still bleeding, the guard raised his hand and stabbed him in the chest.

"Bang—" There was a crisp sound.

The sword edge was cut on a hairpin, and the sharp end of the hairpin was held in front of his eyes.

There was no need to struggle, because the two guards behind got Xiang Yanchao's words, they didn't expect this change at all, and even forgot to grab him to stop him.

Shi Yu forcefully pushed away the sword edge that was pressing towards the front door, and when the surrounding guards surrounded him, he jumped out of the criss-crossing swords, lights and swords, wearing the white robe that was cut by the attack that he dodged just now. Like a white crane flying across the sky, when it landed, it had already stepped on the highest step.

The new emperor suddenly got up and backed away, his feet almost tripped over the bench, and the next moment his neck felt a chill.

Shi Yu held his back collar with one hand, and the gauze wrapped around his collarbone oozes a thin crimson red because of the action just now, and his face is white, but his voice is consistent and calm: "Your Majesty, I have offended you!" .”

The new emperor froze in disbelief, not daring to move rashly: "What do you want?"

"Obviously isn't it?"

The eyes of the people behind are filled with the Tianchi water on Changbai Mountain, and the moon is reflected in the bottom of the water: "Take the emperor to order the princes."