The troubled times finally revealed themselves, and the culprit, Emperor Anjia, died violently on his concubine's bed. However, the other two princes in the palace were sent out of the imperial city early by Emperor Anjia. However, only the prince was left trapped in the East Palace waiting to die.
In the critical situation, Prime Minister Wang and a group of ministers immediately fished out the prince to succeed the new emperor after the sudden death of Emperor Anjia, hoping to stabilize the situation somewhat.
Unfortunately, the situation was overwhelming. Just two days after the prince ascended the throne, the new emperor fell into despair amid the fighting between the rebels outside the palace gate.
A group of ministers escorted the new emperor to escape from the palace through a secret passage, but the completely desperate new emperor stopped in Anshan.
The young man who had been imprisoned since childhood and witnessed the rebellion and fighting with his own eyes had lost the desire to live. After ordering the ministers to find the whereabouts of other princes, the new emperor decided to commit suicide and die for his country.
It's just that those who are flexible have already fled south with the third and fourth princes. Those who stayed to support the crown prince were the "old diehards" who usually established the heir apparent.
In their view, Prince Ye Xichen was the eldest son of Empress Yuan of the Central Palace. He was the eldest son of Empress Yuan of the Central Palace. He was also the crown prince from a small position, and he was the legitimate heir to this grand announcement.
Allowing them to abandon the new emperor and flee would be tantamount to treason.
It's just that the new emperor wanted to die, and he issued an edict not to stop him. This made the pedantic civil servants who had the ethics of monarchs and ministers engraved in their bones dare not do anything for a while, and could only cry to death and remonstrate.
However, despite this, the new emperor was still determined to change his mind. As a last resort, everyone chose this risky move under the advice of Dr. Zhang and Prime Minister Wang.
Fortunately, the new emperor was fine, and all the ministers could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, General Zuo has surrendered to the rebels and opened the city gate. There can be no delay."
An Jiu was dressed in black clothes, and there was only one secret guard behind him who returned with him.
After An Jiu said this, he opened the baggage in his hand. Inside were several sets of civilian clothes.
The clothes were patched and still exuded a sour smell and a faint smell of corpse.
Everyone fled in panic with the new emperor, and the secret guards also suffered heavy losses.
Now the rebels have entered the imperial city, and although the secret guards arrived a little late, the ministers feel more at ease now that they can protect the new emperor from escaping.
Wang Jinyao didn't waste any time, and immediately took off Qi Yuan's ill-fitting dragon robe, and put him into the smelly clothes in a few clicks.
Doctor Zhang took out a bottle of pills from his arms and stuffed them into Qi Yuan's arms.
The ministers were not idle, and they were carrying gold leaves, silver ingots, and many silver notes on their bodies.
Everyone plundered everything and put the money into their bags.
Wang Jinyao hung the mutton-fat jade pendant around Qi Yuan's neck and hid it in his clothes. It was the jade pendant of the prince's identity.
Emperor Anjia worked with the prince until his death and handed the jade seal to the third prince to take away.
I don't know if the third prince still has the edict from Emperor Anjia in his hands. The throne of the prince is actually very empty.
Wang Jinyao tied the baggage tightly around Qi Yuan and glanced at his nephew expectantly.
The prince was very talented when he was enlightened. His late father, Wang Wenxiao, was very happy to serve as the prince's mentor and wanted to cultivate a generation of wise kings for the Xuan Dynasty.
It was just the emperor's intrigues, power struggles, and Emperor Anjia's suspicion that ultimately brought the Xuan Dynasty to its current situation.
Wang Jinyao picked up Qi Yuan and carefully handed him to An Jiu.
"Your Majesty, I leave it to you."
After Wang Jinyao said this, he turned around and couldn't bear to look anymore. Standing on Anshan Mountain and looking out, the palace was already filled with blood.
An Jiu carried Qi Yuan on his back and tied him to his body with strips of cloth, tying several knots.
After taking a deep look at the ministers kneeling in front of them, he quickly turned around and left quickly. Like the prince, they were buried objects abandoned in the imperial city.
"Daxuan Yongchang!"
"We are with you! Proclaim the dynasty to eternal peace!"
"Daxuan Yongchang!"
"Da Xuan Yongchang! Xuan Chao Yongan!"
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These veterans are stubborn and pedantic, but they have their own principles and integrity.
Their shouts erupted from behind An Jiu, as if they were shouting with all their lives. In those shouts of Yongchang were the past glory of the Xuan Dynasty, and the desperate last words of the declining sun.
An Jiu took the remaining secret guards and ran in the other direction without stopping.
"Let the people in the palace take action."
An Jiu said something to the person at the foot of the mountain, and then ran away with An Shi who was waiting with his horse.
The secret guards who stayed at the foot of the mountain watched the two men disappear, and then took tools to hide the traces of the horse's hooves.
After covering up the traces, he fired the flare, picked up the knife and ran quickly towards Anshan.
Wang Jinyao looked at the people who fell on the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the signal flare. He grabbed Doctor Zhang's hand holding the dagger and stabbed it into his heart.
In the 280th year of the Xuan Dynasty, the Wang family has been under the control of Emperor Wen until now, and it can be considered that they are worthy of their trust in the emperors of the Ye family.
It's just that troubled times have arisen in the country, and there are the third and fourth princes holding jade seals outside, so Xi Chen is not needed to restore the country alone.
After ten years of imprisonment in the East Palace, my uncle is powerless and can only save your life.
Xi Chen, now that the Xuan Dynasty is dead, if you can... you can remain anonymous and be an idler freely.
Wang Jinyao looked at the imperial city that was already on fire, his eyes were distracted and lifeless.
When the secret guard reached the top of the mountain, he saw many ministers who had died of anger.
All the officials of the Wenchen Pavilion of the Xuan Dynasty are here.
In their eyes, the emperor humiliates his ministers and dies, and dies for the country, which may be the last honor.
The secret guard, who had always been cold-blooded and rational, was also moved at this time.
As the horse's hooves traveled farther and farther, the same blazing fire as the palace was ignited on Anshan Mountain.
The flames rolled up the official robes and the bright yellow dragon robes on the thin young man, and the flames burned brighter and hotter, eventually spreading to the black corners of the clothes.
The fierce fire destroyed the once powerful Daxuan, but also left a spark for this dynasty.
Maybe this spark will burn like this fire one day, or maybe it will dissipate in the chaotic world.
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On the way to escape, An Jiu and An Twelve did not dare to be careless. An Jiu carried Qi Yuan on his back and walked in front of An Shi, and An Shi fell behind him.
The two of them protected the unconscious Qi Yuan and fled through the mountain trails on horseback.
The traces of the ministers cannot be hidden. Originally, General Zuo led the imperial army to resist the rebels, and they could hold off for a few days by relying on the palace gate and city walls to buy time.
But I didn't expect that Zuo Wei would actually defect before the battle. Now the fire in the palace and Anshan can only temporarily attract the attention of the rebels.
When the rebels react, the capital will probably become even more watertight. Even now, there are traces of the rebels everywhere in the city.
After escaping from Anshan into the forest mountain road, the fast horse rushed into the Taihang Mountains overnight, and An Jiu turned over and dismounted.
An Shi led the horse and An Jiu looked at each other, his eyes lingered on An Jiu's back for a moment, then he turned around, raised his whip, and led the horse to gallop.
Anshi took his horse and continued southward, pretending to chase the generals who had fled south half a month ago. This move is also to be foolproof and to confuse the attention of all anti-kings.
An Jiu didn't stop, he pushed aside the thorns and got into the forest with Qi Yuan on his back.
