Wu Yingxiong finally returned to his unreliable father, and then people put his stinky and rotten body into imperial clothes, and also gave him a larger and more luxurious Nanmu Zi Palace!
However, he cannot be buried in a grand ceremony for the time being, because Hengyang is unlikely to be guarded for too long, and Wu Sangui has already had people choose a geomantic treasure land in Zhongnan Mountain south of Chang'an as the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In addition, Wu Sangui also issued an edict to give Wu Yingxiong the posthumous title of Emperor Xiaozhuang - he was both filial and "pretentious", which was quite appropriate.
It is customary for this son to become an emperor and to give an emperor as a posthumous gift to me who has never been an emperor. But it is a new thing for me, the emperor, to give a posthumous gift of an emperor to his deceased son, the prince.
However, people in Hengyang City are now in panic, and no one would dare to argue with Wu Sangui. Let alone posthumously gifting Wu Yingxiong an emperor, or even a posthumous gift of a god, no one dares to say anything. Otherwise, this talkative person might have to "leave" with Wu Sangui and Wu Yingxiong.
After mourning for Wu Yingxiong, Wu Sangui's sigh of relief was almost gone, but he still had one last unsolved concern, which was his own death. Although Wu Sangui, the best "successor" in his mind, has repeatedly stated in the past two days that he will learn from Zhuge Liang, even if Wu Shifan is Wu Adou who cannot be supported, he will do his best to support him. However, Wu Sangui still felt that his second son was pretending to be a loyal minister. How could Wu Sangui's son be as loyal as Zhuge Liang? Wu Yingqi looks like middle-aged Wu Sangui and his two brothers. At first glance, it is obvious that he was not picked up. How could he be Zhuge Liang? This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
So Wu Sangui is still using his only energy to arrange for his grandson Wu Shifan to run away. He has already felt sorry for Wu Yingxiong, and he can no longer feel sorry for Wu Yingxiong's son Wu Shifan!
Otherwise, when he saw Wu Yingxiong below and was asked, how could he answer?
For this matter, Wu Sangui, who was almost dead, still managed to gather his energy and wrote a letter to Wu Guogui, who had been captured by Li Zhongshan and became the king of the West, asking him to take good care of Wu Shifan. He also secretly stuffed several hundred taels of gold into Wu Shifan so that he could save some money.
He also specially asked Wu Shifan not to wait for his dragon to control Bintian, and to leave Hengyang quickly to avoid long nights and dreams.
Finally, he did not forget to leave a handwritten edict and handed it to Fang Guangchen, a scholar of Shouxing University. The content of the edict was of course for Wu Yingqi to ascend the throne as the emperor.
After arranging everything, Wu Sangui could finally lie down quietly on the bed and wait for his death.
The imperial doctor who came to diagnose him had quietly told him two days ago that his dragon body was no longer getting better, and that Long Yu Bintian had only been in power for the past two days.
However, after waiting in a daze for almost two days, Wu Sangui was not dead yet. Instead, he became a little more energetic. He tried to open his eyes and found that a lamp was lit in his bedroom. Through a half-opened window, Wu Sangui discovered that it was late at night.
He suddenly heard someone snoring. He turned his head and saw that Chen Yuanyuan was lying on the edge of his bed and fell asleep. This Yuanyuan could be regarded as a kindhearted person. The imperial doctor said that Wu Sangui would die in the next two days. , she stayed with him every step of the way, as if she was going to send him off for the last journey, but she didn't expect that the last journey would be a bit slow.
When Wu Sangui thought of going on the road, he suddenly thought of Wu Shifan again. He should be leaving Hengyang City soon, right?
Wu Shifan stood quietly in the darkness, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.
His mood now is very complicated, he is sad, unwilling, a little relieved, and even more like having a nightmare.
He was just the bastard son of Prince Pingxi. He had an elder brother and two younger brothers. It was extremely difficult for him to take the position of Prince Pingxi. He had never had any objections until one day. , his grandfather and father suddenly rebelled, and his home in Beijing suddenly collapsed. The emperor sent people to search the house and probably wipe out the family. His brother was even forced to hang himself. And he was lucky enough to be saved by that man, his "Brother Shikai". Then, a life of ups and downs that I had never dreamed of before began. At one point, he had already reached the edge of the emperor's throne, and seemed almost to sit on it.
But it’s still a dream after all!
Now it's finally time to wake up from the emperor's dream!
The night wind above the pier became stronger and stronger, causing Wu Shifan's robe to flutter. Several lanterns continued to rise and fall on the dark Xiangjiang River, a large ship slowly approached the dock, and several of Wu Shifan's close guards looked around warily. We'll get on the boat soon and head north along the Xiangjiang River. We'll be safe in Changsha.
Let Wu Yingqi clean up this mess in Dazhou. Anyway, when Wu Shifan married his brother-in-law Li Zhongshan, a rich man was indispensable.
"Grandson, the ship is coming."
A personal guard whispered.
Wu Shifan turned his head in the direction he came from and took a deep look into the wide-open Xiaoxiang Gate.
Leave and never come back!
Just when Wu Shifan thought of this, he suddenly heard Wu Yingqi's voice that frightened him the most came from the Xiaoxiang Gate: "Great grandson, my dear nephew, where are you going?"
A flickering fire suddenly appeared inside the originally dark Xiaoxiang Gate. On the Xiaoxiang Gate tower and on the walls on both sides of the tower, countless tiny sparks of fire also appeared.
Xuanwumen! This is the Xuanwu Gate!
When he thought of Xuanwu Gate, Wu Shifan's head buzzed, and he was completely shrouded in fear. He stood there like a clay puppet.
"Your Highness Taisun, get on the boat quickly."
Several of Wu Shifan's guards were still very loyal at this time. They all pulled out their swords and stood in front of their master, looking like they were ready to risk their lives.
And that big boat is quite powerful. Not only has it docked at the dock, but the gangplank has also been lowered.
After all, Wu Shifan had been on the battlefield. Now was the moment of life and death. He couldn't let his uncle be petrified. He quickly turned around, quickly climbed onto the gangplank, and rushed to the deck of the wooden ship. As soon as they rushed onto the deck, they saw the door of the cabin open with a crash, and then several warriors wearing cloth armor rushed out from the cabin, surrounding Wu Yingqi's son Wu Shicong. Next to Wu Shicong stood Wu Shijue, Wu Guogui's son.
Wu Shifan's face turned pale, and he glared at Wu Shijue with a pair of big eyes: "Third brother (Wu Shijue is the third among cousins), you actually betrayed me!"
It turns out that Wu Shifan’s escape was arranged by Wu Shijue for him
Wu Shijue shook his head and said: "Grandson, just accept this destiny!"
Wu Shifan's eyes were spitting fire, and his white and tender hands were already pressed on the handle of the knife.
Seeing that Wu Shifan was about to draw a knife and kill someone, Wu Shijue laughed and said, "Grandson, stop making trouble. You can't beat us with your three-legged cat skills. Don't hurt yourself, you have such delicate skin and tender flesh. Can’t afford to be hurt.”
As he spoke, he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the wrist of Wu Shifan's hand that wanted to draw the sword. Wu Shifan immediately felt as if his right wrist was clamped by an iron pliers. There was a burst of pain and he could not move at all. Just when he was about to use his other small fist to hit Wu Shijue, the opponent struck out faster and grabbed his left hand, and also took him into his arms, using both tendons, which were as thick as Wu Shifan's arms, which were about the size of his calves, held him tightly.
Wu Shifan was of small stature. He had been pampered since he was a child, and he had never mastered martial arts. Although he could go on the battlefield, he was not the kind of macho man who charged into battle with a spear, so he was defeated by Wu Shijue, who was highly skilled in martial arts. .
Wu Shifan still wanted to struggle, but Wu Shijue had no choice but to put more strength on his two thick arms, which made Wu Shifan's bones hurt, but he still gritted his teeth to prevent himself from shouting.
Seeing him gnashing his teeth, Wu Shicong could only smile bitterly and said: "Grandson, please stop struggling. Come back to the palace with us!"
"Go back to the palace? Why should I go back to the palace?" Although Wu Shifan knew that something bad was going to happen, he still had some luck. He gritted his teeth and said to Wu Yingqi, who had already arrived at the pier, "Second uncle, please let me go. Bar!"
When Wu Yingqi heard this, he immediately became unhappy and said with a straight face: "Great grandson, what nonsense are you talking about? You are the great grandson! How could you sneak out of the palace quietly? The prince is already lying in the Zi Palace. Your Majesty, my father wants to control Bintian and you want to run away again. Who can I, Uncle Wu, who has dedicated his whole life for the Zhou Dynasty and died, be the emperor?"
"What?" Wu Shifan was dumbfounded after hearing this. It turned out that Wu Yingqi had done the Xuanwu Gate incident in reverse, not to seize the throne, but to throw the blame on the unlucky emperor.
However, Wu Shifan still refused to give up and wanted to confirm again: "Second uncle, you asked me to be the emperor? Don't you want to be the emperor yourself?"
"Should I?" Wu Yingqi showed an exaggerated expression, "Grandson, are you going to put me on the fire? I'm not my father's son in the genealogy, how can I be the emperor?"
Wu Shifan also remembered at this time that his grandfather Wu Sangui had adopted Wu Yingqi to Wu Sanfeng, so Wu Yingqi was theoretically Wu Sangui's nephew.
However, because Wu Sanfeng and Wu Sanfeng's wife had died long ago, Wu Yingqi still stayed with Wu Sangui. Gradually no one mentioned this issue anymore. Later, Wu Yingqi was always the second son in Wu Sangui's camp. When Wu Sangui became the emperor, he was also named the King of Qin according to the standard of canonizing a son.
It can be said that if Wu Yingqi does not recognize Wu Sanfeng as his adoptive father and only regards himself as Wu Sangui's son, there will be no problem at all.
But Wu Yingqi wants to be more serious now. What does he want to do?
"Great grandson, please just obey!" Wu Shijue suddenly whispered in Wu Shifan's ear at this time, "My second uncle has made up his mind. Even if you die accidentally, great grandson, your brother will be the emperor!"
Why does this sound so scary?
What does "accidental death" mean? What does it mean? Is it to be "accidentally"?
Wu Shifan was sweating profusely on his forehead!
"Yes, but I don't know how to be the emperor!" Although he broke into a cold sweat, Wu Shifan still shook his head, not daring to force himself to become the emperor.
The situation in the Zhou Dynasty was too bad, with a lot of internal and external troubles. The Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty were watching covetously, and there was no way out. It was not easy to be the king of a subjugated country!
Wu Shicong smiled and said: "Grandson, you should know the Third Prince Zhu, right? Isn't he very good at being an emperor? The Third Prince Zhu can be a good emperor, but you can't compare with him?"
Wu Shijue continued what Wu Shicong said: "Great grandson, just like the third prince Zhu, you will be a republican emperor who rules from the top down. Leave military and national affairs to our second uncle!"
understood!
How bright is Wu Shifan's brain? You have already talked about this, how can you still not understand?
Wu Yingqi did not let himself become the emperor, but he clearly let himself take the blame. The real power still belongs to Wu Yingqi, and the blame belongs to Wu Shifan. If the country is subjugated in the future, he will still be the king of the subjugated country. If Da Zhou is unlucky and the situation stabilizes, and he cannot be destroyed for a while, then Wu Yingqi may usurp the throne.
However, Wu Shifan was afraid that he would be killed "accidentally", and he did not dare to reject Wu Yingqi again. He had to think about it and asked again: "Second uncle, do you want to be the emperor's uncle and regent of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
Wu Yingqi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't the emperor's uncle Dorgon and the regent? I don't want to imitate Dorgon. In my life, I obey Zhuge Wuhou the most. Otherwise, I can become the prime minister, the secretary of the Lu Shangshu, the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and the governor of Kaiyuan. Let’s take charge of the government, holiday, and military affairs at home and abroad!”
"Okay!" Wu Shifan breathed a sigh of relief. Since Wu Yingqi wants to be Zhuge Liang of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he won't harm the Great Zhou Wu Adou for a while, right?
He nodded: "Then my uncle will be Zhuge Liang of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and my nephew will be Wu Adou of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
Wu Yingqi was satisfied now, and immediately opened his throat and shouted: "Welcome the emperor's grandson back to the palace!"
Immediately, countless people followed him and shouted: "Welcome the Emperor Grandson back to the palace!"
"Welcome the Emperor's grandson back to the palace"
Wu Sangui's condition suddenly became serious, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his life seemed to be completely exhausted. But at this moment, he vaguely heard someone shouting, "The emperor's grandson returns to the palace."
Didn’t the emperor’s grandson run away? Why are you back? He was speechless at this time, but he still managed to hum.
Chen Yuanyuan, who was standing by his side, wiped away her tears and said, "Your Majesty, it seems Shifan is here. He is still filial and can't let you go!"
Wu Sangui suddenly became excited, and his humming voice became louder.
At this time, the door of Wu Sangui's palace was suddenly pushed open. With a gust of cool wind, Wu Yingqi's loud voice was heard: "Father, father, do you think who your son has brought to you? Grandson, hurry, hurry. Come and meet your grandpa Huang one last time!"
Is Wu Shifan really back?
"Grandfather, grandson, grandson is useless"
Wu Sangui heard Wu Shifan's voice again. He used up his last strength and turned to look at Wu Yingqi and Wu Shifan.
Wu Yingqi said: "Father, please feel free to go. My son will definitely assist the great grandson."
Wu Sangui was finally relieved (perhaps even more uneasy), fell asleep again, and finally uttered a few human words: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I, I really didn't expect that Chuangtei would break in."
At this point, his words suddenly stopped!
Chen Yuanyuan probed under Wu Sangui's nose with trembling hands. After a while, she said with tears: "Your Majesty. Your Majesty has lost his breath and passed away! Wuwu."
Changsha, the general marches to his camp.
Li Zhongshan, who was waiting for the news of Wu Sangui's death, had a very happy life in the past ten days. In early October, his wife Wu Xiaotuo, who had been separated from him for three or four years, finally arrived in Changsha City with her children under the escort of Model No. 3 Town.
As the saying goes, a little separation is better than a new marriage. After three or four years of separation, this marriage is really "too new".
Of course Wu Xiaotuo was in a good mood after being reunited with her husband. In addition to being able to spend time with Li Zhongshan, her father Wu Guogui was now in Changsha and had also taken over the Wu family's shares in Daming. Li Zhongshan, Li Fuchen, and Li Laishun, the three political kings of the Ming Dynasty, have jointly signed a petition to request the emperor of the Republic to grant Wu Guogui's heir to the throne of the West.
Considering the actual status of the political kings Li Zhongshan, Li Fuchen, and Li Laishun in the Republic of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Cijiong will definitely approve their joint petition, so Wu Guogui's political power as the Western King is stable.
Wu Guogui's prince was stable, and Wu Xiaotuo's status in the family was also stable. Even if King Yang Dong returns in the future, Yang Xiaohuan will not be able to correct it. As for Wu Xiaoxian, he is probably crying these days, right?
Thinking of Xiaofu, Wu Xiaotuo, who was having lunch with Li Zhongshan, sighed softly, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and said to Li Zhongshan, who was smiling and tasting a plate of Nanjing dried chili chicken (can't call it Kung Pao chicken): " Husband, is this plate of diced chicken delicious? Why are you staring at this dish? "
Li Zhongshan smiled and said: "This dish is hard-won. After my husband established a foothold in Nanjing, he began to look for edible peppers, and found suitable land in Nanjing for trial planting. He also found the best soy sauce garden in Nanjing. , let them help brew the hot sauce. Now I finally have this plate of fried chicken with dried chili peppers! Xiao Tu, you should try it too, it’s delicious.”
Wu Xiaotuo just shook her head. She was not interested in eating this spicy chili dish that made her mouth hurt.
"Husband," Xiaotuo looked at Li Zhongshan, "Xiaotuo is the most obedient, why don't you bring her to Changsha and let her eat spicy food with you!"
When Li Zhongshan heard what his wife said, he nodded quickly and said: "Okay, I will write a letter later. Xiaoxian's brother will arrive in Changsha in two days, and they will be reunited as brothers and sisters."
As soon as he said this, rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and then with a bang, the hall door was knocked open. Li Zhongshan and Wu Xiaotuo looked back and saw Wu Guogui wearing sackcloth and mourning.
"Old Taishan, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty died?" Li Zhongshan understood immediately - because of his own efforts, Wu Sangui probably lost one or two years of life.
Wu Guogui nodded. He didn't look too sad, but rather surprised, "My father, Emperor Long Yu Bintian, left a mess for Wu Shifan!"
"To whom?" Li Zhongshan was stunned.
Wu Guogui said: "The throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty was given to Wu Shifan, and the great grandson of the Great Zhou Emperor has ascended the throne as emperor in Hengyang, with the reign name Honghua!"
(End of chapter)
