Zishi.
Yongxingfang.
A black shadow disappeared through the night, jumped over the wall and entered the back house of Tang Mansion.
The study is brightly lit.
Tang Mingyuan looked through the documents submitted from various places, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning. When he encountered any objections, he picked up a pen and wrote directly on them.
"Jiejiejie..."
A burst of strange laughter came: "Master Tang, how dare you take the memorial home for approval. Such an act of arrogance will be taken down by our family on the spot, let alone punish the Yi tribe!"
"I live in the Prince's Mansion, and I have exceeded the limit. Your Majesty can find a reason to be thrown into the sky prison at any time."
Tang Mingyuan seemed to have expected Zhou Yi's visit, and he was still reading the memorial while speaking.
There are so many affairs in the Thirty-Six Prefectures in the North and South of Daqing. Even if you focus on the key points, it is still a huge workload. Tang Mingyuan has to stay up until midnight every day.
Zhou Yi emerged from the darkness, carefully looked at Tang Mingyuan who was illuminated by the lights, and said in surprise.
"Mr. Tang is already old. Could it be that he is secretly practicing the Epiphyllum Book of Epiphyllum?"
Tang Mingyuan lifted his temples and pulled out a few white hairs: "Thinking too much will cause you to grow old. Worrying too much will harm your health. Some gray hairs are also normal."
Zhou Yi said with a smile: "You know that you are overstepping your bounds, but you are still willing to be sad. Your Majesty is really sorry for Mr. Tang's hard work, and he deserves to die."
Tang Mingyuan closed the memorial and looked up in the direction of the palace.
"Listen to what the Governor has to say, the matter has been decided?"
"about there."
Zhou Yi explained: "The Pei Yuan soup your Majesty drank today contained several kinds of large ejaculation substances. Among the beauties sent to the palace, there are several demon sect witches who are good at collecting tonics."
Tang Mingyuan asked in surprise: "Eunuch Jing and the chamberlain who tested the medicine are both members of the Governor?"
"Our family is not that capable."
Zhou Yi said: "Our family once saved Eunuch Jing's life and arranged for his family to be officials in the East Factory. Those servants who tested the medicine were arranged by Eunuch Yuan."
Tang Mingyuan said in surprise: "So, are we joining forces to kill the king again?"
"Isn't this a good thing?"
Zhou Yi smiled strangely and said: "Master Tang once asked about our family's dream, and I will tell you now, that is to control the change of imperial power as a servant!"
"The Governor's thoughts are truly shocking..."
Tang Mingyuan said: "I have no intention of manipulating the imperial power, but it is not impossible to change the emperor and make the people live a better life!"
"That's a really good-sounding excuse."
Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and said: "Regicide in our family is regicide, and rebellion is rebellion. However, scholars who know how to erect archways will always be righteous!"
Tang Mingyuan didn't care about the Duke's ridicule and said: "Mr. Liu took a pulse and concluded that Concubine Shu will give birth to a prince, but we must prevent accidents. If she is born as a princess, who in the family can succeed?"
Zhou Yi did not reveal that Dr. Liu was one of his own. Even if he teamed up with others, he should not hand over all his cards, lest he accomplish something but lose completely.
"Master Tang is right to worry. A princess has indeed been born, and our family has been replaced by a prince."
"you……"
Tang Mingyuan stood up suddenly, pointed at Zhou Yi and yelled: "Are you trying to usurp the throne?"
"How can a person with no roots in our family usurp the throne?"
Zhou Yi said: "Our family let Ti ride in the capital and stole a newly delivered baby. He saw Concubine Shu recognizing her son and then came to discuss it with Mr. Tang."
Tang Mingyuan asked: "Are you sure this baby has nothing to do with the Zhou family?"
Zhou Yi said: "Not only does it have nothing to do with the Zhou family, but it actually has a close relationship with Mr. Tang."
Tang Mingyuan thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Could it be that she is a descendant of the Lu family? It is rumored that Mr. Lu's daughter-in-law is a master of martial arts. She escaped from the Dongchang dungeon and was seriously injured in pursuit of Tiqi."
Zhou Yi nodded and said: "Unless you are slacking off intentionally, the innate grandmaster will not be able to escape from the dungeon. It is better for us to send those thunderbolts over."
Tang Mingyuan said with hatred: "The Lu family is being destroyed by a thunderbolt!"
Zhou Yi said: "If a few people die and the throne is changed, the Lu family will make a lot of money."
Tang Mingyuan gritted his teeth and said, "The Governor is very scheming."
Tang Mingyuan would not agree to any other baby. The new king must be chosen from the clan, but he had no objection to the descendants of the Lu family.
"This matter was not planned by our family."
Zhou Yi said quietly: "Our family did not deliberately choose that woman, but she gave birth today, and Tiqi went to Nancheng. Maybe there is God's will!"
"God willing……"
Tang Mingyuan looked at the night sky, which was vast and endless.
"God's will is like a sword. The governor is not afraid of cutting it on his head and making all his plans go to waste?"
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and felt that there was something in his words. He replied domineeringly: "No matter what swords, guns, swords and halberds, our family will take over together!"
The words have not yet fallen.
One melodious bell rang through the night, followed by eight more.
Nine bells ring and the emperor dies.
Tang Mingyuan's expression changed. Before his eyes, he had made friends with Emperor Tianshun, drank tea, cooked wine, and talked about poetry. Who could have imagined the current situation of life and death.
"Jiejiejie..."
Zhou Yi smiled proudly, and the oath he made back then was finally confirmed today.
"Master Tang, before you enter the palace, it's time to decide on the future distribution of power with our family!"
…
Tianshun five years.
spring.
The emperor died in Yichun Palace.
According to historical records, if one indulges in excessive sexual desires, one will die as a result of the exhaustion of the yang, which is also known as the wind on the horse among the people.
…
royal palace.
Qinzheng Hall.
The body of Emperor Tianshun was lying on the soft floor, his face was blue and purple, and his blood vessels were bulging.
Even though he had been dead for half an hour, his waist was still straight and erect, clearly telling the officials in the palace the cause of death.
The officials talked a lot, most of them with disdain on their faces.
Since the beginning of historical records, Emperor Tianshun has done many things that are unprecedented, and even his death is so unique now!
Concubine Shu held the prince in her arms and sat on the sofa, her tears flowing uncontrollably.
It was unclear whether he was in grief or crying with joy. The fingers under the package twisted the baby hard, and it suddenly cried out in pain.
This is telling the officials that the late emperor has heirs.
Tang Mingyuan coughed lightly, and the officials calmed down and stepped forward to speak.
"A country cannot live without a king for a day. Since Your Majesty has an heir, he should inherit the throne according to the etiquette and laws of the country."
Concubine Shu stopped crying and looked at Tang Mingyuan carefully. She had a great impression of this young chief minister. No wonder the late emperor repeatedly praised his loyalty.
Most of the officials frowned and looked at the prince who had not even opened his eyelids for less than an hour.
Can this person preside over government affairs?
Xie Cifu seemed to have guessed the thoughts of the officials and suggested: "The prince is still young. According to ancient rules, the queen mother should assist him until he reaches adulthood."
When Concubine Shu heard this, she almost jumped for joy.
The surprise came too suddenly. The late emperor was indeed a benevolent king, with so many loyal ministers under his command!
Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites suggested: "Is it possible to adopt the imperial family from the clan? Just respect the late emperor as the father and the queen mother as the mother. It will be beneficial to the country."
In this era, the infant mortality rate was extremely high. Even for princes, 30% of them would not survive to adulthood.
Concubine Shu's eyes turned cold for a moment, keeping Xu Shang in her heart.
Thump thump thump!
There was a sound of heavy footsteps, mixed with the rattling of armor, and before anyone entered the palace, a murderous and murderous aura was already coming towards them.
Marshal Xie, who was personally named by the late emperor, walked into the Qinzheng Hall holding a sword in one hand and a human head in the other.
He waved his hand and threw the head to the ground, then rolled it to the jade steps.
Concubine Shu went limp, trembling with fear, and almost threw the baby in her arms.
Marshal Xie knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times to the baby.
"When I heard the sound of the bell, I was afraid that someone would cause trouble, so I led my troops to guard the palace gate. King Rui refused to listen to dissuasion and intended to take advantage of the chaos to enter the palace. He was killed in front of the formation!"
(End of chapter)
