Zheng Yueru felt like she was in a dream.
So even though she pretended to close her eyes, tears still flowed out from the corners of her eyes.
What kind of tears are these?
Is it touching?
Or should I say that I have finally waited for this day...
how many times.
The many times she was alone in Liangzhou even made her envious of women like Shen Manqing. Although Shen Manqing was born in a land of fireworks, she could dare to love and hate. Who in Longyan didn't know that she was Liu Zheng's woman... Although Liu Zheng didn't give her a title, who would dare her?
envious.
Zheng Yueru's envy for Shen Manqing is not just the slightest bit...
only.
She couldn't do that.
Because she knew how important she was to Liu Zheng. The entire Liangzhou finance is in her hands. She didn't dare to do anything too much, she was always cautious, and she always worked hard behind the scenes.
She didn't dare to make any temptations or mistakes.
But today...
She just closed her eyes like that, because of the tears flowing down her face, she knew that she was pretending to sleep, and Liu Zheng must have known it.
But she didn't care anymore.
Because she felt that Liu Zheng's face was slowly approaching.
turn out to be……
He likes himself, he has no intention of rejecting himself...
That's enough, isn't it?
This is enough.
Zheng Yueru had her own stubbornness, but at this time, her stubbornness collapsed in an instant under Liu Zheng's gentle probing. This was the source of her tears.
at this time.
Silence is better than sound.
The two people finally came together under the dim and ambiguous light.
"Well……"
…
L.
L.
The Shangshu Mansion in Beijing.
Zhu Zhen was sniffing the agarwood that had just been transported from the southern barbarian land, while looking at the clock from the West, he was deep in thought.
came back.
Everyone is back now.
The Holy One has passed away, there is no doubt about it. He didn't even show up at the prince's funeral, which already explained the problem.
Everyone in Jinghua today is probably thinking about a question in their minds.
Whose hands does the edict belong to?
Liu Zheng?
This is certainly the most likely. Because before the emperor died, he regarded Liu Shilang as his most trusted person, and all the tiger talismans of the Imperial Guards were in his hands.
After returning to Beijing, the scholar-bureaucrats were eager to let Zhu Zhen make a choice.
Forced into the palace!
The palace must be forced into the palace as soon as possible, otherwise it will give Liu Shilang and the new nobles time to tamper with the imperial edict, and there will be no room for anything.
But Zhu Zhen didn't.
He obviously thinks more than others.
Tampering with the edict?
If Liu Zheng wants to tamper with the imperial edict, will he wait until he returns to Beijing? Can't it be done on the road? Instead, he felt that Liu Zheng had not done anything since he returned to Beijing, which was the most unusual thing.
Could it be...
The imperial edict is not in Liu Zheng's hands?
In the hands of the secret guards and Manager Zhou?
This is certainly a possibility, and highly likely. In his entire life, the old emperor had never trusted someone like this.
so.
There is a high probability that the imperial edict will not be in Liu Zheng's hands.
but.
On the other hand.
Even though they were not in Liu Zheng's hands, at that time, when Liu Zheng was in control of the imperial guards, he could still get rid of Manager Zhou and the secret guards.
If he is really a careerist.
On the day they came back, they should announce the bad news of Xie Tianyao's death and then take control of the entire situation in Beijing. This is what a hero should do.
But obviously.
Today's Beijing is very peaceful and quiet.
Zhu Zhen was a little confused.
Why?
Could it be...
Zhu Zhen was suddenly shocked.
Could it be.
Liu Shilang didn't intend for Xie Chan to inherit this throne?
this……
He was shocked by his guess.
…
"What to do! What do you think we should do!"
at this time.
Even though it's late at night.
But the old nobles in Beijing still gathered together, quarreling and spitting.
For a time, neither the beautiful women nor the fine wine could attract their attention.
These old nobles are all masters with explosive tempers.
If they are noisy, they will kick their noses in their faces, slap the table and curse others.
Their status in Long Yan was equivalent to that of the lords in Europe at that time. Each of them had their own armed group.
"Everyone, listen to me, King Zhao is dead..."
"Doesn't this explain the problem?"
"Your Majesty, he has passed away!"
"We have to unite and do something!"
"Otherwise, wouldn't this Long Yan's surname be Liu?"
King Yan of Jizhou slapped the table angrily.
"King Yan, that's what you said...but what do you want us to do?"
"Yes, we are just defenseless trash in Jinghua. Are we going to rush back to the territory tonight?"
"In this case, wouldn't it mean that we are passive again?"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Are you just watching the throne of our Xie family being manipulated by Liu Zheng?"
"We have to find a way!"
"What, if we don't return to the territory, there's nothing we can do? Huh, I don't believe it. There are no people in this capital that you have arranged for!"
A group of people were making a lot of noise.
Anxious.
At this time, everyone was anxious.
The throne!
That's the throne!
These vassal kings are all members of the Xie family. How could they be willing to watch the throne pass to someone else?
No matter how strong Liu Shilang is, no matter how strong Liangzhou is.
The world, the country, the country, should belong to the Xie family!
but.
Noisy and noisy.
They found that they had no choice at all. At this time, they were like tigers with their teeth pulled out in Jinghua. They wanted to do something but couldn't. Moreover, several armies from the old noble territories have also set off to support the battlefield with Tsarist Russia. What can I do if I go back by myself?
Sudden.
They discovered that Tsarist Russia's invasion had left them completely passive.
If we withdraw our troops at this time, wouldn’t we fall into a situation of great injustice? The common people will not support it.
But if we don’t withdraw our troops...
In their hands, there are almost no soldiers available, and they are at the mercy of others.
After all the noise, the place fell silent.
you see me.
I look at you.
At this time, the three major power groups, the old nobles, are the worst offenders.
but……
At this time, who wants to be the first to take the lead?
As the saying goes, if you shoot the first bird with a gun, if the tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it.
King Zhao Xie Sheng has proved this truth with his own life.
"I can't bear it anymore!"
really.
King Yan of Jizhou stood up first and shouted angrily: "Everyone, I don't want to stay in Beijing and be slaughtered by others! Resign first and personally lead the army to fight against Tsarist Russia!"
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
"ah?"
"this……"
A group of people looked at each other.
"Let's see who dares to leave Jinghua!"
Right now.
Suddenly, there were bursts of hurried footsteps outside.
