Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

In the heart of the ancient capital of Luoyang, in a magnificent and heavy palace, Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, slowly opened his eyes, as if he had traveled through a long dark journey and returned to the world. Candlelight flickered all around.

The imperial doctors who were guarding beside him were all relieved to see the emperor successfully wake up.

Liu Hong stared at the dark palace in front of him with a dull look. It was like a huge coffin that had trapped him for a lifetime.

Liu Xie was lying on him at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had obviously just cried bitterly.

Qian Shuo was lying beside him like a loyal dog, his eyes were also terrified.

"Qian Shuo, let the guards take my prince Liu Xie and walk lightly to the Queen Mother's palace. Be sure to take good care of him and not allow any mistakes." Liu Hong's voice was filled with a subtle heaviness and determination. He knew that fate was hard to defy, and his fate with this prosperous world was approaching dusk.

Liu Xie, the youngest son, was born from the womb of the gentle and virtuous Concubine Wang. His mother's favor once eclipsed the beauty of the harem. However, things never go as planned. Empress He was jealous and secretly plotted a poisonous plot to kill the beautiful Concubine Wang quietly in the dark palace.

This saying "women's hearts are the most poisonous" is even more chilling between the red walls and green tiles. A palace woman who usually couldn't bear to hurt even poultry could be so cruel as to deprive another living life. The complexity and cruelty in it are really beyond the full understanding of outsiders.

And all this was a heart-wrenching pain for Liu Hong, and he was powerless to save the situation. Although he was the emperor and owned the world, he couldn't protect every loved one. He watched the undercurrent in the harem swallow up innocent lives.

At this moment, all he could do was to turn this fatherly love into deep entrustment and protection for Liu Xie, hoping that this young life could thrive under the protection of the queen mother, away from the intrigues of the harem, and find a peaceful sky of his own.

He could only send Liu Xie to his biological mother, Queen Mother Dong, to save Liu Xie's life.

"Yes!"

Qian Shuo waved to the guards beside him, and asked them to escort Liu Xie away carefully.

Even though he was reluctant, Liu Hong also waved his hand cruelly and ordered the guards to take him away immediately.

After all, what happened next could be too dark, and Liu Xie was still too young.

As the emperor's first confidant, Qian Shuo knew Liu Hong's thoughts best.

"Your Majesty, I dare to say that if you want to make Prince Liu Xie the heir, you must first remove a major obstacle in the court - He Jin. Although this is a heavy word, it is forced by the current situation and I have to say it." Qian Shuo's voice was low and firm, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Liu Hong's heart.

Liu Hong frowned and slowly closed his tired eyes, as if he wanted to isolate the chaos in the court. After many years of imperial career, he was very familiar with the game of power. Behind every open and secret struggle, there were subtle balances and fierce collisions of countless forces. The power network he wove with his own hands has gone through more than 20 years of ups and downs, and it is barely stable today.

However, once He Jin's sensitive nerve is touched, it will be like throwing a huge stone into a calm lake, stirring up waves, and even triggering a storm that will sweep the world.

He felt mixed emotions in his heart, with both expectations for the future of Prince Liu Xie and deep worries about the unrest that may be caused. In this court, every step must be taken with caution, and every decision may become a turning point to rewrite history.

Liu Hong was silent for a long time, and finally only turned into a heavy sigh. The sound echoed in the empty palace, and seemed to tell his helplessness and struggle in this complex situation.

Qian Shuo heard the words, his face was stern, and then he pressed forward, his voice mixed with unquestionable determination: "Your Majesty, has the mirror of history, the bad deeds of Wang Mang and Huo Guang, quietly faded from your memory?"

Wang Mang, the eagle of the foreign relatives, ended the innocent years of Emperor Ping of Han with poisoned wine, and then stole the country and proclaimed himself emperor, which led to the later hero Liu Xiu to rise up in resistance and finally forged the great cause of Guangwu's revival.

Huo Guang, also a dragon of the foreign relatives, held the power of dethroning and enthroning. He deposed Liu He and established Emperor Xuan of Han with a light touch, making the phrase "like a thorn in the back" become a shadow that the emperor could not let go of.

"All these previous lessons are lessons of the expansion of the power of foreign relatives, which eventually eroded the imperial power and even overthrew the throne. Now, looking inside and outside the court, the most prominent foreign relative is none other than General He Jin. Your Majesty, the alarm bell of history is still ringing in your ears, how can you ignore such potential storms and waves?"

The words were sonorous, which was both a profound reflection on the past and a warning to the present.

The reason why Liu Hong attached great importance to eunuchs was that after all, in his mind, eunuchs in power, at most they can undermine the emperor, at least the country is still under the Liu family, but relatives are different, they want to kill you, they really kill you, and then replace you.

Although both are not good things, but choose the lesser of two evils.

Liu Hong nodded.

"Issue an order immediately! Summon the general to the palace to discuss matters, and then you will..."

Liu Hong used all his strength and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Yes!" Qian Shuo was in charge of the imperial guards, and he was here to use it at this time. Now this sword is officially unsheathed.

Qian Shuo just stepped out of the magnificent palace gate, and a ray of setting sun happened to fall on his shoulders, but it seemed unintentional, adding an unusual tranquility to this tense moment. When he looked up, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, two eunuchs, had led a group of eunuchs and quietly gathered in a corner of the palace. Their figures were elongated in the mottled light and shadow, and they looked particularly gloomy and solemn.

The emperor's star is dimming, and the storm of dynasty change is quietly brewing. For this group of eunuchs at the center of the power vortex, this is not only a turning point of life and death, but also a heavy swing on the scale of fate. If they succeed, they will fly to the sky, hold power, and be honored; if they fail, they will be doomed, their heads will be separated, and even the trace of the world may not be left.

Qian Shuo did not say much, but exchanged tacit understanding with everyone with a deep look. Without words, the tacit understanding hidden in the heart and planned for months has been like an ancient contract, tightly connecting them together.

Soon, the eunuchs issued several decrees in succession in the name of the emperor.

The first decree: Confiscate the military tokens, command arrows and other tokens in the palace city, and strictly prohibit the mobilization of troops inside and outside Luoyang City.

The second decree: Let the Xiyuan Imperial Guards block the inside and outside of the palace, and strictly prohibit anyone from entering or leaving.

The third decree: Order General He Jin to come to the palace to discuss matters immediately.

At this point, in the sixth year of Emperor Ling’s Zhongping reign, the palace coup officially kicked off.

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