"Who is the author of this green bag poem?"
King Qi actually also tended to believe that this rumor was true. The previous emperor was afraid of several concubines from his harem, so he set up a situation to add fuel to the flames and let them fight among themselves first, and then took the opportunity to convict them.
"But I didn't expect that the previous emperor killed so many concubines, and the palace was covered with snow. His concubines conquered the world, but my surname Ji still conquered the world."
"The so-called concubine is just the word Ji."
King Qi showed a complicated expression. He not only felt that his family was destined to win the world, but also felt that even if he was an emperor, he was insignificant under the destiny.
The Qingnang poem caused a stir for a while, because the prophecies were all vague. The person who sent this poem was initially claimed by people from the Taoist sect. Then the emperor became furious, and there was a bloody storm. Many Taoists died, and he even sent guards to investigate. The source, suddenly no one dared to claim it. "
"But it was the person named Ji who destroyed the Wei Dynasty. Judging from the situation, this prophecy passed down is indeed miraculous. It is said that the author has the divine fruit and can predict for three hundred years. It is not nonsense. "
"But the predictions about me, Dazheng, are not much better than those of the former Wei Dynasty."
"In the prosperous times when the sea is full of peace and prosperity, it is said that it is yellow when it comes to prosperity. One dragon falls and another rises. When the dead tree meets the spring, there is a true king."
This prophecy is the most despicable. It actually said that I, Dazheng Hui, will die in his second generation. I can tolerate other prophecies. As the emperor of Dazheng, how can I endure this prophecy?
"So is this the reason why my father is fighting for his destiny, and would rather kill the prince than give it a try?" King Qi stood up, lowered his eyebrows, and sighed with a wooden face.
When he was a child, he used to regard his father as an omnipotent person, but when he grew up, he realized that even though his father was the king of a country and had supreme power, he would eventually grow old and die. People who are sick and afraid.
Therefore, when he realized this, it was the time when he began to crazily gather power for his own use and strive for the highest position.
After all, as the other party’s son, I can do it, and of course my son can do it too!
"When spring comes out of a dead tree, there is a true king. What does this sentence mean?" King Qi couldn't help but read it again.
"One dragon falls and another rises. When the dead tree comes into spring, there is a true king."
"This seems to mean that after the death of Dazheng II, the former clan restored the Wei Dynasty. However, according to the example of the former Wei Dynasty, it is not literal. This dragon fell and the dragon soared. Could it be referring to the Dragon Lord and the Dragon? Girl, the dragon king has fallen, and the dragon girl is flying into the sky?"
King Qi secretly thought: "Just now, the envoy of the demon tribe suddenly asked to see me and mentioned this matter. He said that the dragon girl is destined to have great luck. If she can be conquered or killed to seize her luck, she will fulfill her destiny."
"The true prophecy refers to the dragon girl. She may be the life-saving straw that my father hopes to grasp. It may also be the only straw. After all, there is no second demon dragon in this world."
Who knows if the princes fighting each other can be regarded as falling into a dragon and becoming a dragon? If it turns out to be a demon dragon or a human dragon, one can only succeed one at a time. Without the dragon girl, there will be no second chance.
"No wonder my father was hesitant. Although he was afraid, he still refused to order the round-up and kill the dragon girl. Moreover, he refused to canonize her easily. Who knows what the consequences would be if she were canonized easily?"
"According to what the demon messenger said, if I kill the dragon girl, my life will be completely changed?"
King Qi was almost lost in thought and murmured to himself: "No, it's still the same. People who are not of my race must have different thoughts. Although the demon race has contacted me, it has never been so urgent."
"He also mentioned that he was willing to take action to kill Su Ziji."
"There is a big problem here." King Qi has always been suspicious, or in other words, the king was originally suspicious, but in just one moment, King Qi keenly sensed something was wrong.
But the Dragon Girl's theory of destiny made it difficult for King Qi to give up. As he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard the voice of a man in Tsing Yi coming from outside: "Your Majesty, there is a carrier pigeon carrying a message."
"Come in." King Qi said after he recovered.
Just now the man in Tsing Yi came in again and handed over a very short letter.
King Qi tore open the rolled letter and just scanned it. His expression immediately changed and he stood up.
"These losers! They actually let Mr. Chu die!"
"So many people let him die instead of others. This Luo Ji didn't do things well. He deserves to die!"
"I should have known that this slave was stupid, but he just thought that he had served the orphan for more than ten years and was still diligent, so I gave him a chance, but I didn't expect that the wall could not be supported by the mud!"
Chu Gurong was originally the core figure who went to Panlong Lake to execute the Dragon Girl, but how long had he been out of the capital? He actually died directly, died in such an unclear way, and died in such a worthless way!
King Qi regretted that he actually sent his slave Luo Ji to supervise this matter.
He was so angry that he was about to go out, but he thought of something again. He rushed to the third floor window and looked out. In fact, Baihuafang was not far from Prince Qi's Mansion, and the light cyan wall could be seen from the window.
At this time, I took a quick look and saw a group of armored soldiers patrolling along the wall of the palace passing downstairs. This was a recent increase.
This was clearly protection, but actually supervision. Suddenly, King Qi had an ominous premonition in his heart, making his hair stand on end. He couldn't help but shuddered: "Father, do you suspect that I am already so heavy?"
The last person who was so feared by his father was the prince!
And who can’t see the fate of the prince?
He was the eldest son of his father, his favorite son who had personally taught him how to read and write, making all his brothers envious and jealous.
But without waiting for the brothers to fight, suddenly, not only the prince himself died, but also every person in the prince's residence at that time, and everyone in the capital did not escape.
The only nephew Su Ziji who escaped and survived more than ten years later struggled to survive. Instead of being sent out of Beijing and left to struggle in the whirlpool, he has not been given a status so far!
In reality, although he said that appointing the acting governor of Shun'an Mansion was his own intention and dug a hole for Su Ziji, King Qi was a little chilled when his father approved it without hesitation.
Although this was beneficial to him, it also showed the deep suspicion in his father's heart. The prince had been dead for eighteen years, but he still didn't let Su Ziji go.
"If Gu is defeated, what will happen to Tiger Boy?" King Qi thought for the first time that his Tiger Boy might end up like this one day, and he couldn't even get into Su Ziji, and he felt worried.
"Why, I haven't done anything extraordinary recently?" King Qi was puzzled. Recently, he had rarely been much more at ease. He neither wooed important ministers nor got involved in military power.
According to my understanding of my father, as long as these two items are absent, my father has always been tolerant.
He stared blankly, and suddenly made up his mind. Instead of going out immediately, he used the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that were in the room to write an edict, instructing the man in Tsing Yi: "Give it to the demon clan and tell them about it." You can give the plan a try, but the consequences will be borne by them."
After saying that, King Qi hesitated for a while before handing over the order.
