Go to the capital, the imperial palace, and the Yangxin Hall.
Emperor Shenwu was leaning on the dragon couch, dressed in yellow silk clothes, with his eyes slightly closed. There was a charming palace maid waiting beside him to drink medicine. After a while, the medicine in the medicine bowl was finished, and the palace maid took out a handkerchief and gently poured it out. He wiped the drug residue from the corner of his mouth and then slowly receded.
Later, another palace maid brought a variety of preserves, candies and other snacks, choosing his favorite ones and feeding him slowly. When the preserves entered his mouth, the sweet fragrance spread in his mouth with his tongue, and the bitter taste faded away.
After suppressing the smell of the medicine, the old emperor slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and without any fluctuation. He shook his head and stopped eating, and then waved for them to leave.
At this moment, Emperor Shenwu's face was full of wrinkles, and he also had age spots, and his eyes were no longer so bright and shiny. He looked completely different from the one he had during Qianqiu's hunt before.
But even so, the strong imperial power on his body is still very strong. Although the tiger is old, its power is still there.
Moreover, there were only a handful of people in the palace who could see him like this, so the outside world still had the same impression of the old emperor as before, and did not know his current situation.
The moment Emperor Shenwu opened his eyes, in the mysterious space above the Yangxin Hall in the Imperial City, the sky was filled with clouds of auspicious aura, and a purple-gold divine dragon stretching thousands of miles also opened its eyes, as if it had just woken up from a deep sleep. The next moment, it raised its head, looked up to the sky and roared, and let out a loud dragon roar. The huge dragon head poked out of the clouds, holding the seal in its mouth. It was as powerful as a prison, and the heavy pressure seemed to be condensed into substance, making the people guarding the hall The guards around him felt inexplicably frightened.
The purple-green energy rises, and the condensed auspicious clouds unfold, dyed with a layer of red and red rouge color that is like being gently rubbed in an inkstone. The size is as desired, shining, peaceful and clear, just like a fairyland on earth.
This is where the great fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty lies. However, in the depths of the auspicious clouds where the haze accumulates, it is difficult to detect the location. There is a deep and dead black air deposited, and the bottom is not visible, circle after circle, layer after layer, endlessly, and back and forth.
Just look from top to bottom, and you will find that deep in the clouds, the two colors of gold and black are grinding and entangled, and the golden auspicious clouds only have the upper hand temporarily, using a slow but mysterious trajectory to kill the black energy.
But the black energy is deeply rooted. Even though the golden auspicious clouds are numerous and extremely thick, it is difficult to wipe them away.
At this moment, deep in the palace, screams could be heard one after another, and then stopped abruptly. Not long after, corpses were carried out from the courtyard.
Since Emperor Shenwu woke up, there have been a lot of rumors in the palace, and many things have spread outside the palace. When this matter reached the ears of Emperor Shenwu, he immediately became extremely angry and immediately ordered the execution of several eunuchs and maids who spread rumors. .
Moreover, in the past few days, hundreds of eunuchs and maids have died in succession. Shocked by the hundreds of lives, the waiters in the palace were all silent and cautious, not daring to speak out at will.
But even so, it still cannot stop the prying eyes of interested people.
After an unknown amount of time, the chief steward Cao Yuchen, wearing a red chamberlain uniform, stepped into the hall, his eyebrows lowered and his face calm.
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"Everything is cleaned up?" The old emperor closed his eyes again.
Cao Yuchen put his hands in front of him and said calmly, "Your Majesty, everything has been dealt with."
"Those two boys are really annoying." The low voice was full of exhaustion. Cao Yuchen quickly stepped forward, helped him lie down, and covered him with a quilt.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a black aura appearing between Emperor Shenwu's brows, and disappeared the next moment. Cao Yuchen was shocked and did not dare to look any further. He tucked up his quilt and slowly exited the hall.
After he left, Emperor Shenwu opened his eyes again.
At some point, a secret guard in black armor was kneeling in front of the dragon couch. He was still holding a copper box as before. The old emperor struggled to get up, then opened the copper box and took out the elixir inside. After one swallow, at the same time, the secret guard disappeared, as if he had never appeared here.
After taking the elixir, the effect was immediate. The complexion on the old emperor's face improved a lot, the age spots also faded a lot, and his slightly cloudy eyes regained their luster.
Since Emperor Shenwu fell ill, the government affairs of the court have been handed over to the cabinet, and the ceremonial supervisor has approved the red seal. Fortunately, in recent days, various places in the Great Zhou Dynasty have become stable. Although there is chaos, it is still under control. It didn't spread.
Logically speaking, the old emperor was seventy-six years old and seriously ill, so he should let the prince supervise the country. However, no one in the civil and military dynasties dared to mention this matter. Even the prince Li Xian himself studied behind closed doors and did not dare to Leave any comments.
Because, ten years ago, such a scene also appeared. At that time, Emperor Shenwu was also seriously ill, and the courtiers hoped to let the prince supervise the country and handle the government affairs.
At that time, Emperor Shenwu agreed, and Prince Li Xian supervised the administration of the country. Although Li Xian was in charge of the administration for the first time, he made no mistakes.
However, half a year later, Emperor Shenwu recovered from a serious illness and returned to the court. The first thing he did after assuming power again was to crack down on the princelings. The officials who originally proposed that the prince supervise the country and the courtiers who were close to the prince were either demoted or External call.
That year, the princeling party's strength was greatly reduced, and it has not recovered to this day.
So now, whether it is for the sake of the court or to stabilize the people's hearts, the courtiers dare not mention the prince's governance, for fear of offending his brow.
After all, a lesson learned from the past is a guide for future events.
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Xiuyu Palace.
Compared to the majestic and majestic Yangxin Palace, the Xiuyu Palace where Princess Yongan is located is peaceful and extremely harmonious.
The clouds are clearing slowly, the shadows of the trees are long, the skylight and cloud shadows are shining, under the bamboo leaves, the frost stones are squatting.
There is a garden in the palace, with apricot and peach blossoms stretching to the ground. The warm sunshine pours down, and the fragrance is light and refreshing.
In the garden, beautiful palace maids, either in red skirts or green clothes, shuttled under the flower trees, their bare feet like lotus, laughing and collecting petals scattered on the ground.
They collected the petals, threaded them with silk thread, and hung them in the room as ornaments. Or combine it with honey, cook it carefully, and make it into a flower ointment.
All of a sudden, the garden was filled with all kinds of crisp and charming laughter. The girl's vitality gave her a youthful flavor.
Amidst the laughter, Princess Yongan was sitting alone in the pavilion. She was wearing a yellow palace dress with lotus flowers embroidered on it. At this time, she had no intention of playing. She was just lying on the table, her delicate and beautiful face resting on the back of her hands, a pair of bright eyes Her eyes had lost their former luster and looked a little melancholy, like a lilac flower filled with melancholy.
In her hand, there was an open Buddhist scripture.
Since Emperor Shenwu became seriously ill, she has not been able to see her father and she has not received any news. Under this situation, she began to chant sutras and pray for her father's speedy recovery.
But for some reason, whenever she prayed in front of the Buddha, a figure would always appear in her mind, which was lingering and profound.
At this moment, she seemed to think of that person again.
