After the death of the villain

Today is the only chance for Xie Xiangying to get out of the sea of ​​misery. After today, this person will die at the hands of the regent, or at the hands of that person.

"Let's be flat, the emperor's teacher will go back to wherever he came from today, and he will wait for my summons before entering the palace tomorrow."

Ling Lang's attitude towards Xie Xiangying was lukewarm, and he turned and went into the hall after giving the order.

"Yes."

Xie Xiangying said a word and lowered his head slightly.

After Ling Lang left, the servant who came out just now helped Xie Xiangying up.

Xie Xiangying took another look at this man, and the one who helped him up was a handsome young man with clear eyebrows.

"Thank you." Xie Xiangying was never stingy with his thanks.

The boy didn't say a word, but nodded in response.

An hour, plus the time it took for Zhuo Ying to rush over from the Prince Regent's Mansion, his legs were almost useless.Tomorrow he was going to court, how could he go to court with such a pair of legs.

Xie Xiangying also wanted to go back and forth wherever he came from, but he couldn't go back until he completed the tasks of the system.

Zhuoying once said in the psychic space that there is only a chance to go back when the little emperor is alone, the emperor is dead, and the regent is destroyed.

Just a chance to go back.

The sound of hawking on the street brought Xie Xiangying's wandering thoughts back to reality.After changing clothes and wearing a mask at the Jiaorong Inn, he went to the Regent's Mansion through the secret road.

The owner of the Jiaorong Inn is an informant arranged by Zhuo Ying. There is a secret passage leading to the Prince Regent's Mansion in the secret room of Tianzi No. [-] Room.In order to maintain the two identities of Prince Regent and Young Master Xie, the original owner spent a lot of thought.

In Shengjing, the Prince Regent's Mansion is the most luxurious place besides the imperial city.The regent Ling Qingyun and the first emperor were brothers.The first emperor passed away, leaving behind the young crown prince Ling Lang, and several feudal lords eyeing the throne covetously.Ling Qingyun has the military power in his hands and is the most powerful force among them.In order to protect the crown prince, Empress Dowager Shen had no choice but to recognize the regent and put down the rebellion first. From then on, the regent who had made contributions to the Northern Qi Dynasty would have all the power in the court.

Orphans and widows, it is not easy to be comprehensive.

"Host!"

Xie Xiangying came out from the secret passage, Zhuoying jumped out as soon as he arrived at Qicuiju, before entering the door.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old little girl was bluffing like someone who hadn't grown up yet, and this person was his system.

Xie Xiangying saw such a system with fireworks for the first time.When he woke up from the pitch-black psychic space, Zhuoying was sitting beside him.

"Host, you're awake."

This was the first sentence Zhuo Ying said to him, and besides that, she didn't say anything useful.Apart from knowing his two identities, Zhuo Ying knows little more about the world than he does.

For a moment, Xie Xiangying felt that the memory of Zhuo Ying's system seemed to be missing.

Will the system lose its memory?

Xie Xiangying looked at Zhuo Ying's smiling eyes, not knowing how to help her retrieve this memory.

Zhuoying remembered that he was the regent, and also remembered that he was the son of Xie's family, the emperor's teacher who was recommended.But I just can't remember why Mr. Xie's family and the Prince Regent are the same person.

How can there be such a disordered identity? Is it because there are all kinds of wonders in the world, or someone's ingenious arrangement.

"Aying, how much do you remember about the past?"

Xie Xiangying asked a question when he entered the room.

The originally cold bronze ghost mask on his face brought some warmth.The first thing Xie Xiangying did when he entered the room was to look at his attire in front of the bronze mirror.

Xuanyi took advantage of the tall and slender person to be extremely dignified, and no one knew that there had been a change of person under this mask.

According to legend, the regent originally had a beautiful appearance.It's a pity that not long after being the regent, his face was burned by a fire. Since then, this man has been shown to others with a bronze ghost mask.Everyone in Beijing can testify that three years ago there was indeed a huge fire in the Prince Regent's Mansion, but now under this mask is a handsome young face.

Mr. Xie's family is not a weak crown this year, this slightly youthful face does not match the regent's age of twenty-seven.

Xie Xiangying took off the mask, stared at the person in the mirror for a long time, saw Zhuo Ying standing still, and said to her: "You said that you have always followed the Regent, so you have seen the appearance of the Regent before?"

"No." Zhuo Ying answered simply, she looked at Xie Xiangying in the mirror and said, "When I saw him, he already had a mask to cover his face. What he does on weekdays is to be the son of the Xie family and the regent interact with outsiders."

"This……"

Walking in the palace today, none of the palace people had any objection to his young master Xie's appearance.That proves that his face and body now belong to Mr. Xie's family.If he is the son of the Xie family, then where did the real regent go.

Xie Xiangying didn't know all of this, and she couldn't get any useful words from Zhuo Ying's mouth, so she could only search slowly.

"Host, I really can't remember, what are you thinking so much about?" Zhuoying pouted, and said, "I only heard people say that the regent is seven points like the late emperor, and he grew up in the palace since childhood. At the side of the Empress Dowager."

"Seventy percent similar." Finally heard something useful from this person, Xie Xiangying raised his sleeves, pointed to his face and said, "Let me ask you, how similar are I to the late emperor in that painting?" ?”

"It's a thousand miles away." Zhuoying said truthfully.

"Do you understand what?" Xie Xiangying asked her.

Zhuo Ying was stunned for a moment, then suddenly patted her forehead, as if enlightened: "Host, could it be that you are a counterfeit!"

"Shh-"

Xie Xiangying put his index finger on his lips, reminding Zhuo Ying to speak in a low voice.This aunt looks small, but her voice is not small.

Seeing this, Zhuo Ying hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, lowered her voice and said, "Master, if this matter is discovered, you and I will be executed, right?"

"I'm afraid it's all about copying and beheading."

What kind of system is this? If you don't know what to ask, it's all right, and you are also reckless in your actions and words.

"No, no, no, if the host dies early, I will be gone." Zhuo Ying heard that the sky was about to fall, she looked at Xie Xiangying, and then looked back at herself, thinking that the two people's brocade clothes , I don’t know how long it will last.

Seeing Zhuoying's panic, Xie Xiangying reminded: "You are still the same as before, don't let others see the difference. Although I am a fake who can't see people, you are his real confidant. The military power is still with me. The little emperor and the queen mother can't touch you and me for the time being. Also, don't call me host, call me your highness, master, whatever."

Zhuoying nodded again and again, and understood what Xie Xiangying meant.Seeing that Xie Xiangying was so calm, he couldn't help but sigh for his picky eyes.

After Xie Xiangying said this, he slowly sat down on the chair.

There was an extremely soft fur on the wooden seat carved with dragons and phoenixes, which should have been very comfortable, but now Xie Xiangying was a little bit on pins and needles.

In the spiritual space, Zhuoying made it very clear that when he was the son of the Xie family, he could not disobey the emperor.When you are the regent, you can't let the little emperor live happily.This matter is not difficult, but this young master Xie and the regent are one person, now that young master Xie has become the emperor's teacher, how can the two of them go to court at the same time.

One head is two big, Xie Xiangying wished to grow ten or eight heads to share his worries.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuoying brought people to Qicuiju to serve Xie Xiangying to wash up.

The maids filed in, put down the silver basins for washing and court clothes, and then withdrew one after another.

Xie Xiangying sat on the couch with layers of curtains, and came out only after Zhuo Ying called him.

The regent's court clothes were very cumbersome, with inner and outer robes, belted sachets, and three layers of restraints inside and outside, which made the already hot weather even more unbearable.

The heavy golden crown was worn on top of his head, and Xie Xiangying's neck was a little sore from the pressure.

"Master, this."

Looking at the bronze ghost mask that Zhuoying handed over, Xie Xiangying resisted very much.He didn't want to get involved in this bottomless court dispute, but now he regretted it and couldn't get out.

"Do I look like the regent?" Xie Xiangying asked after getting dressed.

"Like, master Fengshen is handsome, there is no one more beautiful than you."

Zhuoying's eyes were shining brightly, and she was ready to say compliments.

Mr. Xie's face is rare in Northern Qi, but it's a pity that in all affairs in the court, it's not who is better looking, but who is more scheming.

Looking at the innocent and carefree face of this little girl, Xie Xiangying suddenly felt that he was still in a dream.

He touched Zhuoying's head, took the bronze ghost mask and put it on his face.

The two entered the palace together in a carriage.

Although Zhuoying's mind is slow, her skills are very good. The former regent was cruel by nature, had many enemies, and was always assassinated. Zhuoying did this kind of thing no less than a hundred times.

The thought of someone coming to assassinate him within three to five days made Xie Xiangying even more upset.Fortunately, Zhuo Ying followed him every step of the way, which made him feel safe.Apart from this, the regent's life is like a fairy, unlike that son of Xie's family, who is obediently assisting the little emperor.

"Who?" Someone outside the palace gate stopped the carriage.

Zhuoying lifted the curtain, went up and shouted at the guard: "Bold, this is the Regent's carriage!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and the leading guard who came over with a knife not far away hurriedly cupped his hands and apologized: "Damn me, he is new here, please forgive the regent and Miss Ying."

Inside and outside the palace walls, even Zhuo Ying was a frightening existence.

Zhuo Ying saw that the guard had a good attitude, so she didn't say anything else, she just put up the curtain and let Ah Zhao drive into the palace.

Xie Xiangying saw Zhuo Ying holding the scimitar in the car with eyes closed and resting, and suddenly understood the state of mind of the mother and child in Changle Palace.

I'm afraid that if the regent and his henchmen don't die for a day, the two of them will never be happy forever.

The people shaking the carriage felt uncomfortable, Xie Xiangying knelt under the scorching sun for a long time yesterday and did not recover after resting all night.If Ah Zhao hadn't helped him when he got out of the car, Xie Xiangying would have almost knelt on the long street.

After finally walking the long street, we have to go up countless steps to the Chongming Hall.I don't know if these steps were built in this palace to exhaust the officials who went to court.

Xie Xiangying supported his legs, and when he met passing officials, he had to straighten up to respond to their greetings.

The "Prince Regent" rang in my ears again and again, making the road to the dynasty extraordinarily long.

"Congratulations to the Regent."

Even after entering the palace gate, someone still greeted him.

"Welcome together, welcome together."

In the end, Xie Xiangying didn't know what he was talking about.

As soon as the people stood still, the ceremonial supervisor began to ring the bell, shouting the word "Shangchao" in a high-pitched voice.

The little emperor took the queen mother to the direction of the dragon chair.

Ling Lang was just nine years old this year, and the crown on his head was bigger than his head, and the beads hanging down almost covered his entire face.

The Empress Dowager sat upright on the seat beside the dragon chair.

Xie Xiangying was a little surprised that the regent was so powerful, but he didn't get himself a dragon chair next to the emperor.

He saw that the people in the hall were just standing there without any movement, and he took the lead in cupping his hands and shouting: "My emperor Sheng'an."

Only then did the people behind him shout in a drawn-out tone.

The order of respect and inferiority was figured out by these courtiers.The eyebrows behind the mask raised eyebrows, Xie Xiangying straightened his body, and began to listen to several ministers "playing with the book".

There are many trivial matters in the court, except for natural disasters and man-made disasters, it is a matter of money and currency.

There has been no war outside the customs recently, but there have been many happy events.

"The Dongling Kingdom sent [-] silver, [-] gold, [-] bolts of silk, and countless treasures. I wrote a book and wanted to marry me in Northern Qi. At present, the overall situation of Northern Qi is initially determined, and the matter of marriage is related to the community. I also invite Your Majesty the Queen Mother to order , I want the princess to be married."

It was Shen Weichuan, the former uncle of the country, who spoke.

Shen Weichuan is an outstanding talent, elegant and elegant. He is nearly forty years old and still looks as heroic as he is in his thirties.The voice was even more gentle and powerful, full of joy, even Xie Xiangying couldn't help but look sideways.

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