Chapter 144
The Dead
Chapter 144 The Dead
After retreating from the imperial court, the Royal Study Room.
Emperor Xiyuan sat on the chair without saying a word.
Daxiuyi quietly appeared in the room.
Relatively silent.
After a long time.
"Ji Ke, did you retreat when facing up?"
"Your Majesty, retreat."
Da Xiuyi shook his head, "The three ministers forced the palace to death just to impeach the Jiangnan princes. Since it failed, it would not be a joke with their lives."
"After all, everyone is still afraid of what you have done."
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long breath of foul air.
Daxiuyi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, didn't you choose the way of balance back then? Why bother to get angry?"
Emperor Xiyuan glanced at him, "It is true."
"But now the situation is critical, the remnants of heaven have recovered, and foreign troubles are imminent; there are differences in the clan, the prince is sick, and internal troubles are also the same."
"I want to use the contacts in Jiangnan and the Three Sacred Lands of Tianji Pavilion to join hands with other forces. Why can't those idiots understand? They must insist on admonishing the palace at such a time to give me eye drops..."
Emperor Xiyuan sighed, "How can I not be angry!"
Hearing this, Da Xiuyi's expression also sank slightly.
"Forget it, don't mention it."
Emperor Xiyuan shook his head, "At the meeting of the alliances, I proposed a ban on scrapping the first product. Has the Tianji Pavilion not responded yet?"
Hearing this, Da Xiuyi took out a piece of letter paper and said:
"The news I received this morning shows that many forces have expressed their support. The general trend has been achieved, and the few old immortals should not be able to turn the tide."
Only then did Emperor Xiyuan show a hint of relaxation, and after a long time shook his head and sighed again:
"At the beginning, the ancestors restrained the world for their own selfishness, and now they have the evil results. I hope there is still time..."
.
noon.
Jiangnan sent off Wang Chunyun, who had been staying for a day and a night, and returned to Luoqi Courtyard.
Kerr is watering the green plants in the garden.
These plants are bought in the market, very common.
But with the existence of green radish, even in the cold winter, it will grow extremely fast.
It adds a touch of vitality to the small courtyard.
Seeing Jiangnan coming back, Ke'er ran into the room and came out holding something in the shape of a scroll.
"Master, when you went out just now, a red-robed father-in-law from the court came."
Ke'er handed the scroll to Jiangnan, and added: "The father-in-law said that this is His Majesty's oracle, and asked Ke'er to pass it on to the master."
Jiangnan took over.
I saw that the oracle seemed to use rhino horn as the axis and silk as the scroll, and there were faintly visible dragons, phoenixes and auspicious clouds embroidered in it, luxurious and dignified.
Jiangnan immediately realized that this should be the notice about whether he was a marquis.
It's just that I don't know whether to continue to be a marquis or to be dismissed.
So Jiang Nan asked casually, "Ke'er, is that father-in-law talking about being a Marquis?"
The little maid shook her head.
Jiang Nan's heart moved.
Sure enough, if he killed Sun Chuyang himself, the position of Marquis might be yellow.
After all, it was against the laws of the Great Xia. If he were to be named Marquis again, the civil and military officials would definitely be dissatisfied.
However, he didn't care too much about it.
Fenghou is just icing on the cake.
Yes, it's good; no, it doesn't matter.
But at this moment, Ke'er said: "Master, that father-in-law said that this is the imperial edict of the king."
Jiang Nan threw the oracle on the table and said casually: "It's okay, it's just a position... Wait what are you talking about?"
Ke'er chuckled, looked at Jiangnan who was a little startled, and stretched out a small topic to tidy up his black hair that was a little messed up by the cold wind.
Then he took the oracle, unfolded it slowly, and said softly: "My lord, you are going to be crowned king."
Jiangnan: "..."
I saw the ink on the luxurious cloth of the oracle clearly,
Skipping over some insignificant scenes, Jiangnan saw the last sentence.
——The outside of Fengxiuyi Mansion refers to Xiuyi Jiangnan, which is the West King of Shenwu Town, with [-] households in the city.
He was stunned.
In front of the three forces of the Xiuyi Mansion, the Academy, and the Ministry of Punishment, they blatantly beheaded the servant of the Ministry of Punishment regardless of stop, how can they still be crowned king?
It's quite outrageous.
And what he can be sure of is that all civil and military officials of the imperial court must strongly oppose him being named a marquis, let alone being named a king.
With this result, even if he did not go to the court, he could vaguely guess that it was caused by Emperor Xiyuan's willful action.
But why did the emperor sitting high in the clouds favor him so much?
Jiang Nan has a deep sense of self-knowledge, first of all, he can rule out cultivation.
Although my current combat power is not low, it is still far from enough to make the king of Daxia a country take it seriously.
In addition to its own reasons, there are only external reasons.
Is it the identity of Jianlu Jianshou?
Or is it the attitude of Sanshengdi and Tianji Pavilion?
Maybe it's the latter, maybe it's a combination of both.
This should be what Emperor Xiyuan paid attention to.
He took a deep breath and told himself that this was just an excuse.
Don't be fooled by this matter of the king.
But even so, conferring the king is barely something worth celebrating.
Looking at the delighted little maid, Jiang Nan patted her on the head and said with a smile: "Ke'er, buy some more food later, we'll eat it tonight!"
"En!" The little maid nodded heavily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
.
Almost at the same time, the news of Jiangnan becoming a king also spread in the capital.
Countless Liming people were shocked when they learned of this.
After Jiangnan beheaded the minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, some people with good deeds even opened up private underground casinos.
Bet on whether this killer can keep the Hou position.
Countless people bet, most of them bet that they can't.
But when the results came out, they were dumbfounded.
The position of Marquis was indeed not kept, and he was crowned king...
The common people don't understand the government, but they can also understand the obvious meaning.
First, the second prince behind Sun Shilang was thrown into the cold palace, and then Jiang Xiuyi was crowned king...
The simple values tell them—these Jiang Xiuyi from Xiuyi Mansion have already become a great figure in Daxia Capital!
And equally horrified was the third prince.
These highnesses who wanted to make friends with Jiangnan were still a little confused until now.
Has he recovered from the news from the palace last night?
——The second prince, who had been fighting with him for several years, was suddenly thrown into the cold palace.
too suddenly.
But when the court announced the truth about the second prince's framing of Jiangnan, the third prince had to admit that he won so easily, most of the blunders were due to Jiangnan.
As a result, he became fond of Jiang Xiuyi, who had never been masked before.
Mo Tong was on the side and asked, "Your Highness, now that the throne is approaching, why are you so unhappy?"
The third prince waved his hand, "To tell you the truth, it was too sudden. Until now, I still don't have any sense of reality."
Mo Tong was taken aback.
In fact, so did he.
What was thought to be a fierce battle for the heir apparent ended inexplicably like this.
At this moment, a young eunuch hurried into the study and whispered something in the third prince's ear.
The next moment, the third prince's expression suddenly froze.
Mo Tong's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the second prince in the cold palace still has a chance to stand up?
"Your Highness... what's wrong?"
After a long time, the third prince let out a mouthful of turbid air, calmed down, his tone was numb,
"Mo Tong, that Jiang Xiuyi...has been crowned king."
Mo Tong: "?"
"Your Highness, didn't he kill the minister of punishment?"
"Yes, but he did become king."
"Today at the court ceremony, the three ministers forced the palace with a deadly remonstrance, asking the emperor to withdraw his will, but they didn't stop..."
Speaking of this, the third prince also showed disbelief.
Mo Tong swallowed, his face suddenly changed, he hesitated and said: "Your Highness... You said that Jiang Xiuyi... Could it be His Majesty's blood..."
The third prince glared at him, "Be careful! Misfortune comes out of your mouth!"
Mo Tong quickly shut up.
But at this moment, the Third Prince was still muttering inwardly.
——Is it possible that Jiangnan is really the illegitimate son of his father?
.
Until late at night, countless people were still amazed at the matter of conferring the king in the south of the Yangtze River.
And within the palace, Xiaohan Palace.
Under the cold night, the second prince in a plain robe sat withered in the cold palace.
His face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were sunken, bloodshot all over, and he looked crazy.
He couldn't believe that the fact that he was in charge of framing Jiangnan had already been exposed.
It is even more unbelievable that his father would put him in the cold palace because of this matter!
Never even met him!
Fear, confusion, resentment...
Countless negative emotions radiated from him.
He looked at the lonely Xiaohan Palace, the empty hall.
It just feels cold from the inside out.
In the cold, there is a faint fear.
Because he knew that the eldest prince who was unparalleled in talent died in this cold palace!
Maybe...it is exactly where I am sitting now...
Suddenly, the second prince trembled all over!
A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in the corner of the cold palace.
He has a handsome face, but his clothes are messy and his hair is withered and yellow.
Even so, it was hard to hide his aura.
With just one glance, the second prince immediately recognized it!
This is exactly his imperial brother, the ghost who has been dead for five years!
For a moment, fear crawled onto his skin like a black ant swarm.
"You...you are a human or a ghost!"
"You...don't...don't come here!"
"Father! There is a ghost!"
"Come... come... save me!!!"
The second prince burst into tears and roared helplessly!
His voice resounded throughout the cold palace, but no one answered.
But the dead man approached him slowly step by step.
There was a grim smile on his pale face, his voice was like a ghost, echoing in the empty cold palace,
"Yu'er, you're here too..."
"Hate?"
"Resentment?"
"Disappointed?"
"This is the royal family, this is Daxia, and this is Shangyuan—full of hypocrisy, injustice, and betrayal..."
"The world has failed you..."
"Now, it's your turn to bear the world..."
(End of this chapter)
After retreating from the imperial court, the Royal Study Room.
Emperor Xiyuan sat on the chair without saying a word.
Daxiuyi quietly appeared in the room.
Relatively silent.
After a long time.
"Ji Ke, did you retreat when facing up?"
"Your Majesty, retreat."
Da Xiuyi shook his head, "The three ministers forced the palace to death just to impeach the Jiangnan princes. Since it failed, it would not be a joke with their lives."
"After all, everyone is still afraid of what you have done."
Emperor Xiyuan let out a long breath of foul air.
Daxiuyi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, didn't you choose the way of balance back then? Why bother to get angry?"
Emperor Xiyuan glanced at him, "It is true."
"But now the situation is critical, the remnants of heaven have recovered, and foreign troubles are imminent; there are differences in the clan, the prince is sick, and internal troubles are also the same."
"I want to use the contacts in Jiangnan and the Three Sacred Lands of Tianji Pavilion to join hands with other forces. Why can't those idiots understand? They must insist on admonishing the palace at such a time to give me eye drops..."
Emperor Xiyuan sighed, "How can I not be angry!"
Hearing this, Da Xiuyi's expression also sank slightly.
"Forget it, don't mention it."
Emperor Xiyuan shook his head, "At the meeting of the alliances, I proposed a ban on scrapping the first product. Has the Tianji Pavilion not responded yet?"
Hearing this, Da Xiuyi took out a piece of letter paper and said:
"The news I received this morning shows that many forces have expressed their support. The general trend has been achieved, and the few old immortals should not be able to turn the tide."
Only then did Emperor Xiyuan show a hint of relaxation, and after a long time shook his head and sighed again:
"At the beginning, the ancestors restrained the world for their own selfishness, and now they have the evil results. I hope there is still time..."
.
noon.
Jiangnan sent off Wang Chunyun, who had been staying for a day and a night, and returned to Luoqi Courtyard.
Kerr is watering the green plants in the garden.
These plants are bought in the market, very common.
But with the existence of green radish, even in the cold winter, it will grow extremely fast.
It adds a touch of vitality to the small courtyard.
Seeing Jiangnan coming back, Ke'er ran into the room and came out holding something in the shape of a scroll.
"Master, when you went out just now, a red-robed father-in-law from the court came."
Ke'er handed the scroll to Jiangnan, and added: "The father-in-law said that this is His Majesty's oracle, and asked Ke'er to pass it on to the master."
Jiangnan took over.
I saw that the oracle seemed to use rhino horn as the axis and silk as the scroll, and there were faintly visible dragons, phoenixes and auspicious clouds embroidered in it, luxurious and dignified.
Jiangnan immediately realized that this should be the notice about whether he was a marquis.
It's just that I don't know whether to continue to be a marquis or to be dismissed.
So Jiang Nan asked casually, "Ke'er, is that father-in-law talking about being a Marquis?"
The little maid shook her head.
Jiang Nan's heart moved.
Sure enough, if he killed Sun Chuyang himself, the position of Marquis might be yellow.
After all, it was against the laws of the Great Xia. If he were to be named Marquis again, the civil and military officials would definitely be dissatisfied.
However, he didn't care too much about it.
Fenghou is just icing on the cake.
Yes, it's good; no, it doesn't matter.
But at this moment, Ke'er said: "Master, that father-in-law said that this is the imperial edict of the king."
Jiang Nan threw the oracle on the table and said casually: "It's okay, it's just a position... Wait what are you talking about?"
Ke'er chuckled, looked at Jiangnan who was a little startled, and stretched out a small topic to tidy up his black hair that was a little messed up by the cold wind.
Then he took the oracle, unfolded it slowly, and said softly: "My lord, you are going to be crowned king."
Jiangnan: "..."
I saw the ink on the luxurious cloth of the oracle clearly,
Skipping over some insignificant scenes, Jiangnan saw the last sentence.
——The outside of Fengxiuyi Mansion refers to Xiuyi Jiangnan, which is the West King of Shenwu Town, with [-] households in the city.
He was stunned.
In front of the three forces of the Xiuyi Mansion, the Academy, and the Ministry of Punishment, they blatantly beheaded the servant of the Ministry of Punishment regardless of stop, how can they still be crowned king?
It's quite outrageous.
And what he can be sure of is that all civil and military officials of the imperial court must strongly oppose him being named a marquis, let alone being named a king.
With this result, even if he did not go to the court, he could vaguely guess that it was caused by Emperor Xiyuan's willful action.
But why did the emperor sitting high in the clouds favor him so much?
Jiang Nan has a deep sense of self-knowledge, first of all, he can rule out cultivation.
Although my current combat power is not low, it is still far from enough to make the king of Daxia a country take it seriously.
In addition to its own reasons, there are only external reasons.
Is it the identity of Jianlu Jianshou?
Or is it the attitude of Sanshengdi and Tianji Pavilion?
Maybe it's the latter, maybe it's a combination of both.
This should be what Emperor Xiyuan paid attention to.
He took a deep breath and told himself that this was just an excuse.
Don't be fooled by this matter of the king.
But even so, conferring the king is barely something worth celebrating.
Looking at the delighted little maid, Jiang Nan patted her on the head and said with a smile: "Ke'er, buy some more food later, we'll eat it tonight!"
"En!" The little maid nodded heavily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
.
Almost at the same time, the news of Jiangnan becoming a king also spread in the capital.
Countless Liming people were shocked when they learned of this.
After Jiangnan beheaded the minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, some people with good deeds even opened up private underground casinos.
Bet on whether this killer can keep the Hou position.
Countless people bet, most of them bet that they can't.
But when the results came out, they were dumbfounded.
The position of Marquis was indeed not kept, and he was crowned king...
The common people don't understand the government, but they can also understand the obvious meaning.
First, the second prince behind Sun Shilang was thrown into the cold palace, and then Jiang Xiuyi was crowned king...
The simple values tell them—these Jiang Xiuyi from Xiuyi Mansion have already become a great figure in Daxia Capital!
And equally horrified was the third prince.
These highnesses who wanted to make friends with Jiangnan were still a little confused until now.
Has he recovered from the news from the palace last night?
——The second prince, who had been fighting with him for several years, was suddenly thrown into the cold palace.
too suddenly.
But when the court announced the truth about the second prince's framing of Jiangnan, the third prince had to admit that he won so easily, most of the blunders were due to Jiangnan.
As a result, he became fond of Jiang Xiuyi, who had never been masked before.
Mo Tong was on the side and asked, "Your Highness, now that the throne is approaching, why are you so unhappy?"
The third prince waved his hand, "To tell you the truth, it was too sudden. Until now, I still don't have any sense of reality."
Mo Tong was taken aback.
In fact, so did he.
What was thought to be a fierce battle for the heir apparent ended inexplicably like this.
At this moment, a young eunuch hurried into the study and whispered something in the third prince's ear.
The next moment, the third prince's expression suddenly froze.
Mo Tong's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the second prince in the cold palace still has a chance to stand up?
"Your Highness... what's wrong?"
After a long time, the third prince let out a mouthful of turbid air, calmed down, his tone was numb,
"Mo Tong, that Jiang Xiuyi...has been crowned king."
Mo Tong: "?"
"Your Highness, didn't he kill the minister of punishment?"
"Yes, but he did become king."
"Today at the court ceremony, the three ministers forced the palace with a deadly remonstrance, asking the emperor to withdraw his will, but they didn't stop..."
Speaking of this, the third prince also showed disbelief.
Mo Tong swallowed, his face suddenly changed, he hesitated and said: "Your Highness... You said that Jiang Xiuyi... Could it be His Majesty's blood..."
The third prince glared at him, "Be careful! Misfortune comes out of your mouth!"
Mo Tong quickly shut up.
But at this moment, the Third Prince was still muttering inwardly.
——Is it possible that Jiangnan is really the illegitimate son of his father?
.
Until late at night, countless people were still amazed at the matter of conferring the king in the south of the Yangtze River.
And within the palace, Xiaohan Palace.
Under the cold night, the second prince in a plain robe sat withered in the cold palace.
His face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were sunken, bloodshot all over, and he looked crazy.
He couldn't believe that the fact that he was in charge of framing Jiangnan had already been exposed.
It is even more unbelievable that his father would put him in the cold palace because of this matter!
Never even met him!
Fear, confusion, resentment...
Countless negative emotions radiated from him.
He looked at the lonely Xiaohan Palace, the empty hall.
It just feels cold from the inside out.
In the cold, there is a faint fear.
Because he knew that the eldest prince who was unparalleled in talent died in this cold palace!
Maybe...it is exactly where I am sitting now...
Suddenly, the second prince trembled all over!
A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared in the corner of the cold palace.
He has a handsome face, but his clothes are messy and his hair is withered and yellow.
Even so, it was hard to hide his aura.
With just one glance, the second prince immediately recognized it!
This is exactly his imperial brother, the ghost who has been dead for five years!
For a moment, fear crawled onto his skin like a black ant swarm.
"You...you are a human or a ghost!"
"You...don't...don't come here!"
"Father! There is a ghost!"
"Come... come... save me!!!"
The second prince burst into tears and roared helplessly!
His voice resounded throughout the cold palace, but no one answered.
But the dead man approached him slowly step by step.
There was a grim smile on his pale face, his voice was like a ghost, echoing in the empty cold palace,
"Yu'er, you're here too..."
"Hate?"
"Resentment?"
"Disappointed?"
"This is the royal family, this is Daxia, and this is Shangyuan—full of hypocrisy, injustice, and betrayal..."
"The world has failed you..."
"Now, it's your turn to bear the world..."
(End of this chapter)