The people in the execution ground all whispered to each other when they heard that the person was left under the sword. It seemed that there was another good show, maybe something happened again.
The beheading officer Gao Zhong, who was high up in the execution ground and was in charge of supervising the beheadings, also looked puzzled and thought to himself, has the Prime Minister changed his mind again?
The visitors were three people and three cavalry. Seeing that the eunuch was dressed as if he were from the palace, the leader was none other than Eunuch Yang Liuyang.
Yang Liu got off his horse and held the imperial edict in his hand. He came to the execution ground and saluted Gao Zhong and said, "Your Majesty has an edict to postpone the execution."
Gao Zhong, with a puzzled look on his face, ordered the executioner to stop first and see what the palace's will was, or rather what the Prime Minister wanted to do.
When all the prisoners in the execution ground saw the decree coming from the palace, they suddenly felt hopeful. It seemed that His Majesty had regained consciousness and they might survive.
Gao Zhong stepped forward to greet him and said, "I've met Mr. Yang."
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Yang Liu had climbed up to Huo Xiangguo's high position and now seemed to be the general manager of the inner court.
Yang Liu could be said to be in high spirits at this moment. He stepped forward and approached Gao Zhong and whispered: "The Prime Minister felt that it was inappropriate to deal with Young Master Xiu in such a hasty manner, so he specially attached an edict "handwritten" by His Majesty to ensure safety."
Gao Zhong's eyes flashed and he said, "Okay, please ask Manager Yang to read out the edict."
Yang Liu nodded slightly, turned around, took out the edict and said loudly: "Your Majesty has a decree, all the ministers will kneel down to welcome it."
All the officials and people in the execution ground knelt on the ground to welcome the imperial edict.
"The edict says: Mu Xiu committed a heinous crime and framed the former crown prince, all due to the deception of the traitors around him. I have a deep love for him and can't bear to have his sword thrown at him, so I am pardoning his crime. From today on, he will be imprisoned in the mansion without an edict. You are not allowed to come in or out at will, thank you for this."
After hearing this, Gao Zhong thought to himself, the Prime Minister is still higher! After listening to this edict written in the late emperor's voice, if he didn't know the truth, he would have almost thought that the late emperor had come back to life again? This is like the late emperor's behavior.
Gao Zhong's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and asked Yang Liudao: "Manager Yang, except for Young Master Xiu, do the remaining imperial convicts, Prime Minister, have any clear instructions?"
Yang Liu sighed: "Except for Young Master Xiu's family members, the rest of the people will not be delayed in execution according to the law."
Hearing this, Gao Zhong looked at the surviving Young Master Xiu and said with emotion: "A phoenix that has lost its feathers is really not as good as a chicken!"
When Yang Liu heard this, he remembered that he had just received a good job as an imperial servant. At that time, An Guojun also gave him many benefits.
Yang Liu sighed with emotion: "Young master, being able to save your life is already a great blessing from God, but I don't dare to ask for anything else."
Gao Zhong nodded slightly and said, "That's what Mr. Yang said."
Gao Zhong ordered the young master Xiu, who was like a walking corpse, to be removed from the execution rack and prepared to be sent back to the mansion.
When Young Master Xiu passed by Wei Man's execution platform, the disheveled Wei Man shouted with all his strength: "Young Master, you must live and live well. As long as you live, there is hope..."
After hearing this, Young Master Xiu stopped and turned to look at Wei Man silently. The fire in his eyes seemed to be ignited again. Wei Man saw the fire in Young Master Xiu's eyes and laughed loudly without saying a word. Wait until the prison officer gives the order and kill him...
Young Master Xiu dragged his exhausted body into the carriage and was helped into the carriage by the servants of the palace. As the carriage gradually left the execution ground, a melodious sound of horns came from behind. He knew in his heart that there would never be a decree from the palace to save him. The people around him, his uncle, his father-in-law, and the loyal retainer Wei Man who had always been by his side, these people fell down with the sound of the trumpet, and their blood was scattered on the execution ground at this moment. If Wei Man hadn't ended up With that call, he had long since lost the courage to live alone.
Young Master Xiu suddenly covered his face and cried loudly in the car. At this moment, although he survived, he also lost everything he once owned...
Gongzi Xiu, his wife Yang and their two sons had just come off the execution ground. Yang had been silent on the way back. He knew that his wife was in agony as she watched her father and uncle being executed. Gongzi Xiu wanted to go He comforted her, but he couldn't say anything. The reason for all this was just because he wanted to fight for position. Now they had to go back to their houses to rest.
Fortunately, Yang married me today, otherwise, as a Yang woman, she would have been exiled to the border area and would never know whether she would live or die.
Young Master Xiu was lying on the couch in despair, motionless. At this moment, a voice came from outside the house: "Master, something serious has happened. Something has happened to my wife."
Gongzixiu was shocked when he heard this. When he ran to Yang's room, he saw her lying calmly on the couch, her face turned blue and motionless. Gongzixiu was shocked and rushed forward, calling her constantly. At this moment, she has taken poison and committed suicide. Her fragrance is gone and she will never come back.
Gongzixiu saw the silk cloth in her hand, which seemed to be a writing. He quickly opened it and looked at it, only to see the writing: "Today, my father and brother are dead, and I have no face to live alone in the world. My husband, Jun'er and Zhu'er, leave it to you." .”
Gongzixiu was extremely sad, remembering how happy Yang was when she married him. Gongzixiu's internal organs were burned violently, and he lay on Yang's body and cried non-stop...
Compared with the sorrow in the mansion of Gongzi Xiu, at this time in the mansion of the twelfth prince, Gongzi Zhuo, Gongzi Zhuo heard that the ninth brother, Gongzi Xiu, was deprived of all titles by the emperor and ordered to be imprisoned. He thought for a long time and said to himself: "Maybe I also have a chance... …”
After saying this, Gongzi Zhuo changed his past image of a playboy and went to the study to read the classics. He seemed to have gained something in his heart. Then he wrote quickly, and the beautiful words on the bamboo slips jumped out one by one. After writing the article, it was completed in one go. Gongzi Zhuo read it. After seeing it, he nodded with satisfaction and called the guests from the mansion to watch.
After reading it, the customers praised the article again and again.
The guest asked: "Young Master is so eager to learn today, why is it?"
Upon hearing this, Young Master Zhuo said: "This beautiful article is dedicated to my father. Do you understand what I mean?"
The retainer suddenly said: "Sir, do you also want to try to see if you can get into His Majesty's eyes?"
Young Master Zhuo smiled and said: "Of course, now that Ninth Brother is completely finished, who do you think my father will choose as his successor next?"
The doorman's eyes flickered and he said, "Sir, do you want to hear the truth?"
Young Master Zhuo nodded and said, "With the relationship between you and me, you don't have to hide your words."
The doorman said: "Three feet of ice does not freeze in one day."
Hearing this, Young Master Zhuo sighed and said, "You are right. I was too dissolute in the past. It was not until my mother and concubine were thrown into the cold palace and I was deposed as a commoner that I betrayed my relatives and separated from my relatives. It was too late for me to regret it. The future is long." , I still want to try to see if I can restore some image in my father’s heart.”
The retainer smiled and said: "Master, please listen to me. You have found the wrong person. Restoring your image in His Majesty's mind is not the most important thing. The most important thing you should do now is to restore your image and re-establish your reputation in the eyes of the important officials of the court." As long as the important ministers around His Majesty can speak good words for you, Your Majesty, your chances of ascending to the throne will be much greater."
Young Master Zhuo stood up and bowed to the guest, saying, "Thank you sir for your advice. I understand how to do it."
Early the next morning, Young Master Zhuo, dressed solemnly, rode to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He respectfully handed over the invitation and the article he had written yesterday, and then respectfully waited where he was.
In the prime minister's house, Huo Zheng and Gao Zhong were discussing state affairs.
Gao Zhong handed in the resignation of Right Prime Minister Wang Yi.
Gao Zhong said: "Enxiang, this old cunning guy wants to use this to get away completely. What do you think is the best way to deal with it?"
Huo Zheng snorted coldly and said: "Does he want to leave now? It's a good idea. I'll leave the memorial unpublished until Young Master Sheng officially ascends the throne. It won't be too late for him to leave."
At this moment, the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion came to report: "To the Prime Minister, Young Master Zhuo is here to visit."
The guard then solemnly placed Gongzi Zhuo's article on Huo Zheng's desk and said, "This is what Gongzi Zhuo dedicated to you, the Prime Minister."
Seeing this, Gao Zhong smiled and said: "En Xiang, it seems that some people are already getting ready to make a move."
Huo Zheng took the delicate cloth bag that the guard had brought to him and opened it. In the middle was the article written by Gongzi Zhuo yesterday. Although he despised young men like Gongzi Zhuo who could not hold up the wall, he still wanted to read the article a little bit. Take a look.
After opening the bamboo slips, Prime Minister Huo looked at the beautiful calligraphy on the bamboo slips. He couldn't help but admired: "Good calligraphy, really thoughtful."
Huo Zheng was born as a traveler in the Warring States Period, so he naturally attached great importance to calligraphy. Whether the article was good or not was secondary. Exquisite calligraphy would also make readers want to read the meaning of the article. After all, it was his beautiful writing that won the appreciation of the late emperor. rising.
Huo Zheng read silently for a while, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "A good article, it is indeed a beautiful article. I haven't seen such a good article for a long time. It can be called a brilliant literary talent."
When Gao Zhong heard Mr. Xiangguo's repeated compliments, he couldn't help but feel very curious. Mr. Xiangguo had extraordinary vision, and ordinary articles would look down upon him.
Huo Zheng read the article in one breath and knew that Gao Zhong was eager to see through it, so he handed the article to him to read.
Gao Zhong took the article and read it. He couldn't help but admired it and said: "It's such a good literary talent. It's rare. The literary talent of this subordinate is not as good as the author of this article."
Huo Zheng couldn't help but pick up the bamboo slips and couldn't put it down. He wondered: "When did Master Zhuo have such wonderful hands? I really don't notice it at ordinary times."
Hearing this, Gao Zhong laughed contemptuously and said: "With regard to Master Zhuo's usual virtues, if he could write such a beautiful article, even a pig would learn to climb a tree. I'm afraid he has an expert to guide him behind his back!"
Hearing this, Huo Zheng laughed and said, "That's right. I don't believe he can have such attainments at all."
Huo Zheng turned to call the guard and said: "Go and tell Young Master Zhuo the original story. The article is good and I have accepted it. If you can introduce the author of this article and make friends through the article, I will be more happy. Also, tell him If you want to covet a big position, just give up. Let him go home and take a good look in the mirror to see if he has the appearance of a king. Then you can step back."
The guard bowed and took the order and left.
At this moment, outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, Young Master Zhuo was anxiously waiting for news. At this moment, the door opened wide, and the guards ran all the way to Young Master Zhuo and told Young Master Zhuo exactly what the Prime Minister had said.
After hearing this, Young Master Zhuo was so angry that he trembled all over. At that time, he wanted to yell at the Prime Minister's Mansion and call him an old man. But then he thought about Young Master Xiu's fate and felt a chill in his heart. He had no choice but to bow down and respectfully say this to him forever. He bowed to the inaccessible door and left sadly.
At this time, he immediately understood in his heart that the emperor should have already had a suitable candidate. He had no chance of ascending to the throne. Even if he came to ask for help, he would only be humiliating himself.
On the way back, Young Master Zhuo suddenly burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears came to his eyes, and said to himself: "Even the Prime Minister thinks I'm a waste, but he doesn't believe that I can write such an article? Alas! Ha! Ha! Haha, rejoice! Rejoice! It suddenly comes to light, hahaha..."
Pedestrians on the road saw this lunatic laughing in the street and were so frightened that they immediately hid aside...
