Daliang, Wei Palace, Imperial Study Room.
The young emperor of the Wei Dynasty was studying hard under the lamp, and the female prime minister beside him was constantly reviewing the memorials one after another. In addition to several maids serving in the royal study, there was also a man at the door.
This man is wearing a blue brocade suit. From his appearance alone, there is nothing unusual about ordinary people. However, when this man turns around and scans everything around him, you will feel a sense of mystery in his determined eyes. The evil spirits in the world are so fierce that even the evil spirits in hell dare not come close to him.
Perhaps only those who have been fighting and fighting among the dead for many years have this kind of temperament, right?
This person is none other than General Han Dan, the number one man in the Wei army who is famous in the Central Plains for killing gods when gods stand in his way, and killing Buddha when he stands in the way of Buddha!
Previously, Han Dan received a summons from Emperor Wei, so he came and rode on a starry night. Now that the two most powerful people in Wei Dynasty are gathered in this room, they must have something important to discuss.
The young emperor was tired after all. After reading the last page of the book in his hand, he lay on the table and fell asleep. Upon seeing this, the female prime minister put down the jade pen in her hand, walked softly to the young emperor and covered the young emperor's back with her animal skin robe. Then she walked out of the imperial study and waved to Han Dan. Han Dan followed the female prime minister when he saw this. A room next to the royal study.
After entering the house, the female prime minister signaled the maid to close the door and exit. After the door was tightly closed, the female prime minister said, "The news from Yunyue Pavilion is that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty can no longer eat anything."
"How many days has it been?" Han Dan's eyes sparkled slightly.
"It's been four or five days."
If a person can't eat, it means that the end is really coming. Han Dan, who is used to seeing life and death, counted on his fingers and estimated that this day will be in one or two days.
"You can stay in the palace these days." The female prime minister said slowly.
Emperor Tang could die at any time, and the disaster twenty-five years ago seemed like yesterday. Although the possibility of Xintang causing trouble at this juncture is very small, there are some things that we have to guard against——
Especially since the rebellion in the East Palace that year had left a hidden danger behind.
The female prime minister recalled Han Dan just to prevent the worst, because Zhe Helan was lying half-dead in the thatched cottage like a useless person. Now, as a person at the pinnacle of martial arts cultivation in the Wei Dynasty, she entered the palace to protect the young emperor Zhou Quan Naturally, it fell on Han Singles.
Han Dan nodded. He naturally knew what the female prime minister meant. Over the years, Han Dan and the woman in front of him had cooperated extremely well. Sometimes they could understand what the other person was thinking without having to speak too clearly. In fact, Han Dan was a little disdainful of female figures at the beginning. After all, a female figure could climb to such a high position to provide advice to the old King of Wei. As a general leading troops outside, Han Dan was often very suspicious of her decisions. But it was difficult to disobey the holy order, and Han Dan did not dare to resist the order even if he had military power. After all, too many of the dissidents of the old Wei King died in "unexpected" deaths. Even though he was in the army and surrounded by soldiers, the man in the thatched cottage was always something he was afraid of. He had seen with his own eyes how terrifying that lunatic Bo Qingbo was. If Grand Master Tianshu came to visit, Han Dan thought that he did not have much chance of winning. Fortunately, all the decisions made by the female prime minister were very correct in hindsight, whether it was domestic affairs or military affairs. Even Han Dan admired this very much. It was in this way that Han Dan slowly chose to believe and even surrender to this woman. .
Being able to use the two most powerful men in Wei Dynasty for her own advantage, the female prime minister's abilities are extraordinary!
"What are your plans next?" Han Dan asked in a low voice.
Now that the Tang Emperor is about to pass away, the Tang Dynasty will definitely be unstable. If the Wei Dynasty is really ambitious, this is indeed a good opportunity.
The female prime minister's eyes were as cold as frost. She smiled slightly and said, "I don't have any plans."
Han Dan was slightly startled and seemed a little confused.
The female Prime Minister looked at the roof beam and said very confidently: "The illegitimate son has no power and power, and the Tang Dynasty will inevitably be divided. Without the Prime Minister's action, they will naturally fall apart... Datang, let the Wang family brothers and sisters do the tossing! "
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Winter is approaching, and the nights in the mountains are getting colder.
The colder the world outside, the warmer the world inside the quilt. Yingping's whole body was huddled in the quilt, and he had fallen asleep at this time.
Tonight, Yingping had a strange dream. He dreamed that his mother and father were standing together, and his adoptive father was standing behind them. The scene was very warm. The mother was holding a baby in her hands. The baby was very well-behaved. Instead of crying, he actually smiled at Yingping. Seeing the baby smiling at him, Yingping also laughed. Just when Yingping wanted to step forward and blend in, he suddenly missed his footing and fell into a huge lake. The lake water in winter was extremely cold and biting. Yingping originally knew some water, but at this time his body felt like As if he was restrained and unable to move, he shook his body, and the feeling of suffocation gradually dominated him. He felt his heartbeat gradually slow down, and finally stopped beating.
Suddenly, a strong cold wind poured in from his nose, and his heart resumed beating, but the beating was so violent and heavy that it woke him up from his sleep.
Yingping opened his eyes with difficulty and saw his master standing by the window holding a candle with one hand and gently shaking his body with the other. Most of the quilt on his body had been lifted. Yingping opened his hazy eyes and found that there was another figure behind his master. He rubbed his eyes and found that the person standing there was none other than Zhang from the palace. Before Yingping could figure out the situation, Zhang hurriedly knelt in front of the bed and said hurriedly——
"Please come into the palace, young master——"
Yingping felt vaguely that something was unusual, and he quickly woke up. At this time, he no longer cared about whether he hated everything in the palace. He instinctively asked: "What happened?"
"Young Master, please first change your clothes and get in the car. I will tell you the rest -" Zhang said, still kneeling on the ground with his head lowered.
Yingping looked at Wen Junchen and saw Wen Junchen nodded under the candlelight. Yingping finally realized that this matter was no small matter!
In fact, Yingping felt something was wrong during the day. In the morning, the fifth uncle had been summoned to the palace. He originally thought that he was going to the palace to take pulses and take medicine as usual, but the fifth uncle did not come back until sunset. Based on this alone , Yingping kept wondering if something would happen. Isn’t this? In the middle of the night, when I was sleeping soundly, things really hit my door.
Yingping looked at the faint candlelight and fell into endless speculation. When Zhang saw Yingping in a daze, he thought he was still hesitating, and anxiously shouted: "Young Master——"
Seeing that Mr. Zhang was about to cry in front of him, Yingping realized the urgency of the situation. Thinking of the man's weak appearance, his heart suddenly softened for no reason. It seemed that the situation in the palace had really tightened his grip. Tie down, that man's situation still worries me after all.
Yingping no longer hesitated, he jumped out of bed and said to Zhang, "Let's go!"
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The swaying carriage galloped down Suzaku Street, and Yingping's head swayed from side to side according to the swing of the carriage.
At this moment, Yingping no longer knew where he was, or even whether he had entered the palace. He only knew that he had left Qianniu Mountain, because the roads in the city were much flatter than the rugged mountain roads. Regarding Zhang's driving skills, Yingping secretly admired him. It was really rare for two horses to gallop all the way on the mountain road without throwing the carriage out.
The swaying along the way not only failed to wake Yingping up, but made his head more confused, so that he had a trance of "who am I and where am I". Also, from the meeting of father and son to the confirmation of identity to today, it only lasted ten days, and no one could accept it. In these short ten days, Yingping also experienced the life and death of Ye Changshan, and the first meeting. The portrait of his mother, the death of his master, etc. If he hadn't been born heartless, he would have been depressed a long time ago.
Just as Yingping was watching the swaying car curtains swaying from side to side, a hand suddenly opened the curtains. Zhang turned back to Yingping and said, "Young Master, we will be here soon."
Immediately, the carriage slowly slowed down until it came to a complete stop. Zhang jumped out of the carriage, holding the curtain with one hand and the reins with the other, and respectfully waited outside the carriage. Seeing that Yingping was still stunned inside, he lowered his head and said -
"Young Master, please—"
Yingping felt an indescribable depression in his heart as he looked at the brightly lit palace. He took a deep breath and got out of the carriage.
The man was inside, and Yingping knew his physical condition very well. Even someone who didn't know any medical skills would know that he wouldn't survive for a few days just by looking at his appearance. Yingping doesn't want to face this day. Sometimes he would rather this day never come and just drag it on for so long...
But those were all ideals. This day came as promised, and at this moment Yingping stood at the door of the palace.
Sigh... forget it, how can there be so many things in the world that I don't want to think about? Being born as a human being, there are many things that you can't help yourself... Besides, you could bravely face the 'death' in Changsha when you stood at the gate of the compound that day. Is there anything in this world that you can't face?
Thinking of this, Yingping suddenly felt much calmer, and he took a step forward and walked in.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Yingping saw the man lying lifelessly on the dragon couch, as if he was holding his breath just to wait for his arrival.
Yingping walked slowly in front of him. Seeing Yingping's arrival, Emperor Tang tried hard to open his eyes, as if just this movement consumed him a lot, and his chest heaved up and down.
"You...you're here...?"
Yingping did not answer him directly, but nodded silently.
When Emperor Tang saw Yingping's response, he suddenly felt very happy and seemed to be in much better spirits.
"Just come...just come..."
Emperor Tang kept reciting these words in his mouth, and then his eyes gradually closed, and the rise and fall of his chest gradually became gentle.
Only the two of them were left in the empty palace. At this moment, Emperor Tang was lying on the couch as if asleep.
Time passed bit by bit, but the father and son seemed to have fallen into a unique state of tacit understanding. Compared to the first time, there was a lot less resentment in the air this time.
"You hate me?"
Emperor Tang opened his eyes again. At this moment, he had straightened out his breath and spoke louder.
