Absolute protagonist

After Chu Si's casual words, even those viewers in the live broadcast room who were more receptive could not believe it. The little eunuch who was exposed by him looked at him with more horror, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"What? Am I wrong?"

Chu Si raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression was hidden under the mask, which showed a bit of unpredictability.

"No, no, no, Your Highness is very perceptive, and what you said is correct."

The little eunuch hurriedly responded, and some inexplicable little thoughts also floated in his mind.

... It seems that His Highness the Fifth Prince is not as simple as he thought. Maybe he has seized another opportunity?

He rolled his eyes, and the original disappointment and laziness were swept away. Thinking of the stories of his predecessors that he had heard in the past, he became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. —— Could it be that he also had the opportunity to reach that step and become one of those eunuchs who can call the wind and rain in history books?

Thinking of this, he made a decision without hesitation.

Chu Si, who had successfully obtained a lackey, nodded indifferently, not surprised at all.

Although he used to prefer violent persuasion, physical conquest, and would never talk nonsense if he could take action, but now his power is limited in the small world, he can only use his brain temporarily.

All the way to the Qiuwu Palace assigned to him, Chu Si asked some questions casually. The newly appointed lackey Zhang Jingzhong did not hide anything and told him everything he knew, so Chu Si quickly understood the basic situation of this imperial city.

"By the way, do you recognize this mark?"

Suddenly, Chu Si remembered the cavalry that slaughtered the entire Xuejiazhuang in the original body's memory, and the sabers on them that were obviously standard equipment.

Maybe the memory before death was too deep, every pattern of the saber that chopped the original body was clearly visible in his memory, including the special mark on it.

Chu Si described it according to his memory, and did not expect to get an answer. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingzhong exclaimed after hearing this, and said firmly: "Your Highness, if I remember correctly, this is the standard saber of the Northern Flame Army!"

"The Northern Flame Army?" The candlelight in the palace flickered, and the leaping flames reflected on Xue Hai's expressionless face and into his dark eyes, but it could not dispel the chill around him. He repeated, "It turned out to be the Northern Flame Army."

"The Northern Flame Army is one of the three most powerful armies in Wei and is directly under the control of the emperor. Its commander He Ying is the emperor's most loyal confidant." Chu Si, who was sitting opposite him, said word by word the facts that almost everyone in Wei knew.

Xue Hai's heart sank straight down, and his face was wooden. It seems that he has indeed encountered the worst result.

Although there may be other inside stories, involving the Northern Flame Army means facing the emperor. And dealing with a prince and dealing with the emperor himself are obviously not of the same order of difficulty.

Thinking of this, he looked at Chu Si, and suddenly regretted agreeing to the plan of stealing and replacing the pillars on impulse. If something unexpected happened, wouldn't it be a waste of the boy's life?

But thinking of the fire that was engraved in his memory and the bodies lying in a pool of blood, it seemed as if a fire had ignited in his heart, burning more and more fiercely.

Xue Hai cursed unwillingly, slammed his fist on the table, and said with difficulty: "I will investigate this matter alone. As for you, Your Highness, don't let anyone find out. If you can't..." Forget it?

A wooden box was suddenly pushed in front of him. The boy's white palm gently opened the wooden box and said calmly: "This is for you."

In the wooden box, there was a brand new identity document, the same age as Xue Hai, named Xu Yong. The content of the document was extremely detailed, and there was no flaw at all. There was also a special military order, which was an order to transfer to the Beiyan Army.

Xu Yong? Unexpectedly, Xue Hai was Xu Yong, an absolute diehard of Wei Lizong, the number one hawk dog who killed countless people! I should have thought of it earlier!

Chu Si looked at the live broadcast room that suddenly became noisy, and frowned slightly.

These guys randomly disclosed information in front of him all day long, leaking future events... Sometimes he just started planning, and he already knew the future results. I don’t know how much fun he lost for nothing!

This kind of alternative depression is really incomprehensible to anyone orz...

Xue Hai, who caused a wave of heated discussions, was looking carefully at the identity document in front of him. The age and appearance recorded on it were exactly the same as his own. It was obviously a carefully forged fake identity. And the military order... Xue Hai suddenly raised his head and looked at the boy opposite in disbelief.

Under the warm candlelight, the thin boy was wearing a snow-white robe, and his face was still wearing the wooden mask that Xue Hai had cut with a sword. He was calm, and his clear eyes reflected the faint candlelight, and Xue Hai's face full of astonishment, and a smile was on his lips. At this time, Xue Hai looked at him inexplicably, but it added a bit of mysterious temperament.

"You...how did you do it?"

No matter how limited his knowledge was, he knew that such a perfect identity document and military transfer order could not be that simple. The first thing that came to Xue Hai's mind was worry. After all, if the other party's identity was exposed, he would definitely die.

"Well, it's not difficult."

Chu Si leaned back lightly, and his snow-white robe slid down the back of the chair. His body relaxed naturally, and one hand gently tapped on the table.

"The so-called way to govern is nothing more than giving favors, relics, and subduing authority." A breeze came through the cracks in the window, and the candlelight swayed suddenly. The young man's face was unclear in the swaying candlelight and shadow, and his voice was calm. In the past, "Everything in the world is about profit. Ninety percent of this world are common people. Some people compete for fame, some pursue power, some are in love with sex, and some are greedy for money."

"For these common people, winning over people's hearts is nothing more than coercion and inducement. As long as you can find the "profit" that these people are fond of, and then seize the loopholes, you will naturally have no disadvantages. "

"The last ten percent of people who have no desires or requests can be favored and won over."

As for those true sages who do not change their appearance through coercion and inducement, and do not change their minds when giving favors, I am afraid they have no place in today's silent court.

At the end of the sentence, the young man picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He said in an understatement: "As long as you find the corresponding person, the identity documents and military orders are naturally not worth mentioning."

Although he spoke lightly, Xue Hai never dared to ignore the cumbersomeness and hardship involved.

He was completely stunned, staring blankly at Chu Si, as if his whole body had fallen into those unfathomable eyes.

For a long while, he held the identity document and transfer order tightly: "Don't worry, leave the rest to me."

Chu Si put down his wine glass, smiled with crooked eyes, and nodded lightly: "Okay, I believe you."

As for how he accomplished this series of things that seemed unbelievable to Xue Hai, we have to start from the beginning——

Chu Si's words and deeds on the day of his return successfully made the second prince avoid him. After word spread, many secret observers inside and outside the palace looked down upon the fifth prince.

He was obviously a legitimate prince, but he had endured hardship for ten years, was injured and disfigured, and was deprived of his position as heir apparent. However, he still only cared about a few yellow and white things, and had the appearance of a nouveau riche. How can this not make people laugh at his weakness, incompetence, ignorance and shallowness?

Not long after, a piece of news spread in Qiuwu Palace - His Highness the Fifth Prince was actually illiterate! He is already 15 years old, but he still needs to be enlightened like those little princes!

Suddenly everyone lost interest in him.

In terms of power, the fifth prince's maternal family, the former General's Mansion, had long been in disarray. He was alone and had to shamelessly rely on the second prince to support his subordinates even for the money he received from his servants. In terms of personal talent, what can an illiterate blind person understand? As for the emperor's favor, it was not seen at all from the fifth prince.

In this case, why should we pay attention to him?

As a result, in a short period of time, the fifth prince changed from a hotly discussed topic to a little transparent in the palace.

His Highness the Fifth Prince is also very happy with this change.

The text and language of each world are different, and the knowledge system will also change. Maybe he will encounter a more magical world in the future, and even some common sense of physics and chemistry will be subverted. He has already made enough psychological preparations.

The original person Ajiu possessed this time was just a farm boy, so Chu Si was lucky enough to become illiterate. Fortunately, the identity he assumed was a hostage in Beiyuan since he was a child, and it seemed reasonable that he was illiterate.

——Of course, if the emperor and courtiers were interested, they would naturally inquire more about the situation of the fifth prince in Beiyuan in the past, and maybe they would know something about him.

However, all the intelligence collected during this period refutes the above speculation. Chu Si took advantage of the fact that he was illiterate to eliminate almost everyone's wariness, and he himself quickly became familiar with the writing of this era.

Before anyone could notice it, a large net had been unknowingly woven and spread outwards with His Highness the Fifth Prince's Qiuwu Palace as the center. Many people, either actively or passively, intentionally or unintentionally, have become pawns in this big network, and they have also become the eyes, ears, and hands and feet of the reclusive Five Highnesses in the imperial city.

Even the emperor and several princes had Chu Si's spies around them. As long as he gives instructions before going out in the morning, the words and deeds of these people will appear in the study of Qiuwu Hall at night.

***

The morning dew had just begun, and a young man's figure appeared early on the bluestone path in the palace.

He has a slim figure, and his black robe embroidered with gold threads swayed gently in the breeze. He walked out of the thick fog with an indescribable magnanimity. This magnanimity cannot be concealed even by the mask and looming scars on his face. On the contrary, it brings out the dotted eyes and the superb light in them.

The palace servants sweeping the road quickly bowed and stepped aside, which received a gentle nod from the Fifth Highness.

"The Fifth Highness is really diligent. He goes to the library every day before dawn and stays there for as little as an hour or as little as half a day."

"Probably the only thing that can be praised for this one is his diligence. The majestic prince is actually illiterate, worse than us. Even if he goes to the library, how much can he understand? He is really good at pretending..."

"You are wrong about that. I heard that His Highness the Fifth Prince is now following the enlightenment of the Grand Tutors, and often goes to the library to read books every day. Maybe things will be different soon."

…

Chu Si's pace did not change at all, and he shook off the whispers of the palace people behind him. In the light rising white mist, he reached out and pushed open the door of the library.

The Library Pavilion, located in a corner of the palace, is quiet and secluded. It was originally a place where the founding emperor collected books from all over the world and hoped that his descendants would study hard.

It's a pity that after more than two hundred years, the owner of this imperial city has become more and more indulgent. He doesn't care about the vast mountains and rivers, let alone this small book pavilion. Naturally, this place has been neglected, and even the eunuchs guarding the pavilion have become lax. When Chu Si first came here, the tables and chairs in the pavilion had broken legs, and the bookcases were covered with dust.

However, after Chu Si came a few more times, the library has changed a lot. The tables and chairs are made of fine yellow rosewood, and the four treasures of the study are neatly arranged on the table. Zihao brush, Bailu paper, pine smoke ink, Chengni inkstone, all of which are rare and top-grade. The books on the bookshelf that have just been dried in the sun are arranged in an orderly manner according to a specific arrangement. There are even eunuchs in the side room next to it waiting at any time to serve tea and water.

Chu Si sat down comfortably at the table, flipping through the yellowed ancient books, the warm breeze came in from the window, and someone was diligently adding tea before the tea at hand was cold. It was an extremely comfortable enjoyment. If one or two beautiful maids were added to grind ink, it would be a scene of "red sleeves adding fragrance" that countless scholars envied.

In the imperial kitchen halfway across the imperial city, the eunuch in charge of the kitchen stared at the old duck soup on the red stove, and from time to time he had to pay attention to the heat, fearing that there would be any flaws.

His new foster son finished the assigned work and followed to help watch. He asked curiously, "Godfather, it seems that it is not the usual time for the emperor to eat yet. Who are we making soup for?"

The eunuch in charge of the kitchen did not move his eyes, waved one hand, and stretched out five fingers: "Who else could it be? Of course it is that person."

"Didn't that person lose power?" The little eunuch exclaimed, and quickly covered his mouth, looking mysterious, "It seems that the news circulating these days is true. That person has risen again without making any noise."

"It's good that you know." The eunuch in charge carefully brought out the cooked old duck soup, and his tone was quite sour, "Do you know how much wealth Zhang Jinzhong has earned in a short time since he came to that person? It's enough to buy a three-story house in the west of the city."

The little eunuch immediately took a breath of cold air in applause.

The eunuch in charge of food was even more pleased with himself, and began to teach earnestly: "You didn't see the accident ten years ago! At that time, the Northern Yuan army had not yet arrived at the imperial city, and the city of Ziyang was already in chaos. Those civil servants who usually pretended to be serious were still scared out of their wits!"

"Even that most noble..." He pointed in the direction of the emperor's bedroom, "That person was like a headless fly... From then on, I knew that the power in the palace was empty, and the money and my life were more important."

"And this Fifth Prince is the living God of Wealth who can give you money, but can also dig up all the evidence to kill you at any time. Don't you think we should serve him carefully?"

"Godfather is still knowledgeable." The little eunuch immediately praised, "We have to follow Godfather to think about it carefully."

The changes of these palace people under the imperial city naturally did not attract the attention of those high-ranking figures. Their eyes were never on these inconspicuous palace servants. With this time, they would rather pursue the new and fashionable things that have appeared in Ziyang City recently, such as the palm-sized, shiny glass mirror, which can be sold for more than a thousand gold coins, not to mention many unnamed luxury goods. These fashionable things are not only popular in Ziyang City, but the mysterious merchants behind the scenes have even opened up the way to several large chambers of commerce and sold the things all the way to the capital of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

Ordinary people can't even eat enough, so naturally they have no spare energy to consume, but the dignitaries of the two countries are very supportive, and they spend a lot of gold and silver every day, all of which flow into the pockets of the people behind the scenes.

With silver paving the way, the big network hidden in the dark is also getting deeper and deeper.

The Fifth Prince, who has hidden his merits and fame, smiles more and more every day, allowing every palace servant who sees him to feel his good mood. As for the eunuchs who helped the Fifth Prince open the gates of Ziyang City, they were also counting the silver. Of course, if anyone dared to do something small, he would naturally taste the thundering means from the Fifth Prince.

While the eunuchs in the palace were as happy as if it was the New Year, the emperor was furious in the Qianyuan Hall.

A thick stack of memorials was thrown to the ground, and the fine celadon cup next to it was smashed to pieces. A group of ministers knelt down on the steps and trembled: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

"Calm down? How can I calm down if you force the king so much?" The emperor's gloomy face was no longer smiling. He pointed at the ministers with trembling fingers and threw another memorial. "It's just that I want to make the third prince the crown prince, but you are making excuses and trying to slander the future crown prince with the prophecy. What crime should you be punished for?"

Everyone crawled lower: "Your Majesty, please forgive me! We dare not force the king even if we die."

"It's just that there is a snowstorm in Hebei Province, refugees are everywhere, and rebels are stirring up trouble from time to time. It's really not the best time to establish a crown prince. Otherwise, there will be rumors from the outside world, and those refugees may also change..."

The ministers talked one after another, and they were quite logical and well-organized.

The emperor was disgusted with their behavior.

Since he ascended the throne, the entire Wei Dynasty has been plagued by natural disasters and man-made disasters. When he first ascended the throne, he was frightened by these literati and really thought that it was because of his lack of moral integrity that the Heaven was angry.

But over the past twenty years, he has come to understand that whether he cultivates virtue or not, God will be the same, and the disasters in the world will not change because of this. In this case, why do I have to suffer and be a wise king? Not only do I live an unhappy life, but once a natural disaster strikes, I have to be pushed out by these literati to take the blame and bear the infamy in vain?

After realizing this truth, the emperor let himself go. Over the years, he advanced all the way towards the route of the faint emperor, and his life was extremely happy.

At this moment, even if the ministers begged and begged, the emperor, who thought he had seen through the faces of the courtiers, still did not take their words to heart at all.

In his opinion, the third prince was both civil and military, well-behaved and filial, and was truly a first-rate candidate for the crown prince. The reason why these courtiers were so opposed was because they had hidden selfish motives. They couldn't see the imperial concubine's family being the only one in the family, and wanted to support other princes in seeking to succeed in the imperial concubine?

While the emperor and courtiers were arguing, the situation in the world was also changing rapidly. The snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger, sweeping across the entire Hebei Road. Countless people were displaced, and with the gathering of caring people, an uprising was even launched. Although the Northern Flame Army, which was responsible for suppressing rebellions in various places, dispatched in time, three counties and cities were looted, and many remnants fled in all directions.

Once the country and his own throne were involved, the emperor finally woke up a little and no longer continued to have a stalemate with the officials over the matter of establishing a prince. He quickly ordered the Ministry of Household Affairs to issue disaster relief money and rice grains. However, after layers of exploitation and deduction, it is unknown how much money would eventually reach the hands of the victims.

In the imperial city, in Zhongcui Palace, which is closest to the emperor's palace, the maids and chamberlains knelt on the ground, all of them looking terrified and bowing their heads in silence.

"Your Majesty really said that. The matter is so serious that we can discuss the matter of establishing a prince later?"

The imperial concubine Fang was reclining on the soft couch. Her dress was painted with colorful phoenixes, and her unrivaled beauty in the face illuminated the entire inner hall. But at this moment, this stunning face was full of anger, and the cold aura around it made everyone dare not even breathe.

The little palace maid behind her who was squeezing her shoulders accidentally shook her hand. The imperial concubine Fang cried out in pain, turned around and slapped the little palace maid to the ground: "Useless thing, you can do this little thing." not good!"

Her tone was sharp, and she didn't know if she was thinking of the group of three princes who couldn't even make noise.

The little palace maid fell hard to the ground, not daring to say a word in defense, but kept kowtowing in apology.

The imperial concubine waved her hand impatiently, and when several chamberlains came up, they blocked her mouth and dragged her down. Soon there were endless screams outside the palace.

Venting out the evil fire in his heart, Fang's expression softened a lot. Thinking about it, I had been secretly planning for so long, but the result was still unsatisfactory. There was a cold and cold light in her charming peach blossom eyes.

She was originally a dancer, but she has monopolized the Sacred Heart and now sits in a high position. She may have become a legend in the eyes of the world. But if her son cannot inherit the throne, and if the new emperor ascends the throne in the future, and the concubines she suppressed become the queen mother, how beautiful she is now, she will be miserable in the future... She will never allow herself to fall to this point. !

After calming down, Fang said softly: "Come, go and invite your Majesty."

…

At the end of January, the snowstorm continued. The emperor suddenly ordered a ceremony to offer sacrifices to heaven to calm people's hearts.

And the protagonist of this grand ceremony is actually the third prince.

Since ancient times, the only person who can perform sacrifices on the emperor's behalf is the prince. In the eyes of the officials, the emperor clearly kills two birds with one stone, which indirectly hints at the identity of the third prince. Sacrifice to heaven during natural disasters has been practiced since ancient times, and the ministers could not object.

However, something unexpected happened in this heaven-sacrifice ceremony.

***

Late at night, the Imperial City.

The wind and snow were blowing, and a figure returned from walking in the snow. Several eunuchs waiting at the side door immediately greeted him. One diligently swept the snow off the other person's shoulders, while the other held up a black umbrella to cover the other person's head. On the warm stove, the soup is still warm. Really considerate and considerate to the extreme.

The guards patrolling along the way turned a blind eye to this group of people and allowed them to pass through many palace restrictions in the middle of the night. No one came forward to ask.

All the way back to Qiuwu Hall, Chu Si took off his black cloak, revealing a tall and slender figure under the cloak. A few snowflakes were dotted on his crow-feather-like black hair, and a pleasant smile appeared on the young man's lips. .

Realizing that along the way, Chu Si seemed to be under martial law everywhere in the imperial city, and the guards were much tighter than before. Chu Si asked, "What happened today?"

Zhang Jingzhong respectfully served a cup of hot tea, and then whispered: "Your Highness, something happened in Qianqing Palace."

"Oh?" Chu Si became interested and looked over.

Zhang Jingzhong knew what was going on, so he immediately said it like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

It turns out that a thief took advantage of today's heaven-sacrifice ceremony to sneak into the palace and assassinate the emperor. Fortunately, the guards arrived in time and the emperor was only slightly injured. However, the assassin also fought his way through the chaos and took the opportunity to escape. Therefore, the emperor ordered the palace gates to be sealed and all palaces to be searched in order to catch the assassin.

Chu Si, who was originally quite interested, immediately lost interest and walked to the soft couch to sit down out of boredom. After being influenced by the previous world, he is very familiar with this type of routine. If it were some bloody TV series, the next plot would probably be that the assassin broke into a remote palace like Qiuwu Palace and had a fateful party with the heroine.

He asked without interest, "Have you caught anyone?"

"This is quite a coincidence." Zhang Jingzhong laughed hurriedly, "The man was hiding in the palace, and was discovered by a little palace maid below, who immediately reported it to the higher level. I took the initiative to order people to lock him up in the dungeon."

The dungeon he mentioned was actually a dark room in Qiuwu Palace, and no one knew when it was dug.

The man had been arrested, so Chu Si naturally couldn't just ignore it. He stood up and walked towards the back hall. Zhang Jingzhong followed him and continued, "Your Highness, although the assassin is young, his martial arts are really good. If he hadn't been seriously injured, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been caught so easily."

That's why he took the initiative to detain him and didn't hand him over to the emperor. If this person is willing to surrender to his own highness, it would be quite good.

In the dark room, there was no light at all. Only the violent ups and downs of a person's breathing continued to sound, accompanied by the "clattering" sound of the chain dragging.

Soon the narrow door was opened, a ray of light shone in, and the sound of footsteps slowly sounded.

Exquisite black boots, dark-colored hems with dark patterns, the assassin lying on the ground raised his eyes, and soon saw a familiar face. The boy's simple wooden mask was slightly dark in the firelight, and his faint eyes swept over from a high position.

The two looked at each other, and both looked a little surprised.

"It's you?!"

"Hua La La..."

Lin Wuwei sat up from the ground with difficulty, and his blood-stained clothes were covered with knife marks. He didn't care about the pain from all over his body, but just stared at the boy who was approaching him, his lips slightly opened.

"Young sir..."

His eyes were confused for a moment, and soon became clear again. He almost immediately understood Chu Si's identity: "... So you are the prince of Wei."

"Well, now it's not..." Chu Si seemed to have completely ignored the other party's vigilance, and came to the boy carelessly, looking down at him.

Under his gaze that seemed to be able to see through a person inside and out, Lin Wuwei tensed up and felt an inexplicable discomfort. He stared at the ground, as if he wanted to see a hole in the floor.

Suddenly, a bright sword light lit up in the room, and the reflected cold light was reflected in Lin Wuwei's wide eyes.

The sword light was like a startled wild goose, dancing a few afterimages in the dark room. Before Lin Wuwei could react, with a clattering sound, the chains wrapped around his body had broken into two pieces and scattered all over the floor.

He raised his head blankly.

"You can go now."

The young man's voice sounded in the dark room, mixed with a slight smile.

"Are you, aren't you worried that I will come to assassinate the emperor again?"

Lin Wuwei felt that his thinking was a little stagnant.

"You are very welcome. I can even provide you with intelligence and plan routes for free. At least it won't fail like this time." Chu Si stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

After being stabbed by him, the young boy couldn't help but puff up his cheeks: "Then you don't want to know my identity?"

"It's nothing more than a grudge against the emperor. Aren't there still a few people who have been directly or indirectly killed by the emperor over the years?" Chu Si disagreed, "Now think about it, your group is not ordinary refugees, right? At least I haven't heard of a refugee team that can maintain such order in troubled times."

There are many records in history books. It is not a fiction that refugees who are really desperate are cannibalism. And those people can maintain order and not mutiny even when they are in the most difficult situation. This is an incredible thing.

Lin Wuwei couldn't help showing a look of shock on his face, and his expression was the best answer.

...

The door of the dark room was opened again, and Lin Wuwei walked out of the back door under the guidance of two young eunuchs. He turned around and looked at the boy standing in the courtyard. The other party's figure was shrouded in the sparse moonlight, and his expression was unclear.

"Young sir, you guessed right. We are not ordinary refugees, but descendants of the Zhenbei Army. All we do is to seek justice."

Muttering softly, he walked out without looking back.

"And now... I believe you can do this justice."

The moonlight on the ground quietly flowed behind him.

Ahhhhh, at this moment I don't want to say anything but just want to scream!

I don't know why I became quiet, and I don't want to disturb this atmosphere...

One is a tyrant of all ages, and the other is an assassin who successfully assassinated the tyrant and left his name in history. I didn't expect that there was such a relationship, so why did they turn against each other later? ...It turns out that history books are all lies!

Thinking of the end of my prince and looking at the current situation, I don't know why I want to cry a little, qaq male god Zhao Yuandi I'm sorry, I have become a fan of the rival!

And me! I have completely turned from black to fan! Kneeling to beg your prince not to die!

A group of live broadcast viewers completely forgot all the disgust they had when they just entered the live broadcast room, and directly turned the live broadcast room into a large confession scene, even though the person being confessed to looked indifferent.

However, no matter what they thought, they were destined to be spectators, watching this dynasty recorded in history collapse into dust at an incredible speed from a world away.

This unexpected assassination interrupted the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and even the assassin escaped. The emperor was furious and blocked Ziyang City. He searched for three days, causing panic in the entire Ziyang City, but in the end, nothing was found. In the process, many officials took the opportunity to make profits and extorted money, and the people in the city were miserable.

To make matters worse, the news of the withholding of relief food and wages came soon after. The corrupt official who withheld the food and wages was killed by an assassin who appeared out of nowhere, and the food and wages were looted by refugees. At that time, there were countless rebel armies in the world, and the court kept sending troops to attack, but it was unable to cope with them.

At the end of March, a refugee army that suddenly appeared not only repelled the official army, but also incorporated all the scattered rebel armies in various places, conquered cities along the way, and captured seven cities in less than a month.

Wherever this rebel army passed, not only did not harm the people, but also took the initiative to open the city to release food to the victims, arranged for the people to work instead of relief, rebuilt the city, and even organized people to re-cultivate the fields that suffered from the snowstorm... Everything was in order, and it was even more thoughtful than the court.

During this process, a mysterious chamber of commerce had been injecting financial support behind the scenes, and the rice and grain for the relief of the victims came from this.

Seeing the rebels growing like a snowball, people even lined the streets to welcome them wherever they passed. The emperor and the court officials could no longer sit still, and directly mobilized the Beiyan Army to encircle and suppress them. However, this rebel army seemed to have divine help, and knew the route of the imperial court's march very clearly, and almost shut up the imperial court army along the way. Many court officials even took the initiative to open the city gates to welcome the rebels into the city.

In the Qianyuan Hall, there was complete silence.

Behind the emperor's desk, the twelve jade algae gently collided in front of his forehead, and his gloomy eyes shot out through the jade algae, and all the ministers below the steps were silent.

It was another heavy court meeting, and the ministers planned how to wipe out the rebels one by one, but the atmosphere in the hall was obviously not warm.

After all, if the content of each plan could be known clearly by the enemy, and the enthusiastic dispatch of troops and generals ended in a miserable defeat, no one would be interested in fighting again and again.

There must be spies from the enemy in the court!

This is a fact that everyone present knows, but they can't find the corresponding evidence.

As a result, when discussing the war, the ministers are inevitably suspicious, worried that everything will be leaked by the spies. The emperor is even more paranoid, looking at these civil and military officials, he feels that everyone seems to have bad intentions. This also makes the emperor's temper more and more unstable. Several ministers have been angry during this period, and two of them have even been directly confiscated.

Such suspicion between the monarch and the ministers makes the atmosphere in the court more and more treacherous.

The third prince Jiang Chen stood at the steps closest to the emperor, and his eyebrows, which were always high-spirited, were also stained with worry. Under the pillow wind of the imperial concubine Fang, he finally became the emperor's appointed crown prince not long ago.

However, before the new prince could enjoy the prestige of a crown prince, he was hit by a series of bad news. He suddenly realized that what he was about to take over was not a magnificent gold mine, but a hollowed-out mine that could collapse at any time and bury him.

After the court meeting, the prince left with a thoughtful look on his face. He didn't know where he was going in a trance. He heard faint laughter not far away, and then he came to his senses and suddenly realized that the palace in front of him seemed to be the most remote palace in the palace.

"Qiuwu Palace..." The familiar name made him pause, and then he saw a more familiar figure coming out. It was the almost forgotten fifth prince.

"Meet your highness." The young man wearing a wooden mask laughed and bowed slightly.

The movements were standard, the etiquette was thoughtful, and even the smile was just right. But Jiang Chen noticed the carelessness in his words. The four words "your highness" always seemed to carry a sense of irony in his ears.

Jiang Chen's already depressed mood suddenly became more aggrieved. He immediately opened his mouth to sneer and mock, but his voice faded in the boy's gradually cold eyes, and a wave of fear surged into his heart.

This unfounded fear made him even more angry and embarrassed, and he said bluntly: "Why are you looking at me! The position of the crown prince is not something that you, an ugly freak, can occupy!"

The boy wearing a strange mask stared at him for a long time, and his lips curved deeply: "Isn't all this... all thanks to you?"

Jiang Chen's face changed: "... What do you mean?"

Chu Si didn't say much: "You will understand soon."

Before Jiang Chen had time to figure out the answer to this question, the outbreak of another piece of news completely disturbed his mind and even attracted the attention of everyone in the world.

The Northern Yuan Dynasty attacked the border unexpectedly, and the Shengwu Army was defeated. Several lines of defense were easily broken through. The Wei imperial capital Ziyang City was once again exposed to the enemy's iron hoof.

Ziyang was in a mess. Some people packed up their things to flee, some took the opportunity to raise prices, and some took advantage of the chaos to commit many illegal acts... All kinds of people were like this.

The court officials and the emperor had already begun to consider moving the capital. It is true that the founding emperor set up Ziyang as the imperial capital to show his determination to resist the foreign tribes in Mobei, but now that he has been attacked by soldiers again and again, it feels like a knife on his neck, which really makes the emperor and officials scared.

This time everyone's opinion was surprisingly unanimous, and they decided to move the capital south immediately. As for what the people in Ziyang should do? They chose to ignore this issue.

The emperor issued an imperial edict and sent it to the Beiyan Army at full speed, ordering his closest confidant He Ying to give up suppressing the refugees and return to Beijing to protect him as he went south.

It was a pity that when the messenger arrived, he saw the messy Beiyan Army camp.

The shouts and cries of killing echoed throughout the camp. Soldiers of the Northern Flame Army were constantly killed or surrendered. The attackers who came from nowhere put on the armor of the Northern Flame Army, and the bodies on the ground were buried on the spot. Not long after, a complete Northern Flame Army appeared in front of people again.

His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, who was supposed to stay in the imperial city, appeared in this chaotic military camp at this time. He stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, quietly watching the fight in front of him, his calm demeanor seemed to appreciate a landscape painting.

The curtain where the Northern Flame Army leader He Ying was located was opened, and a young man walked out of it. A stream of blood dripped from his black armor, and his cold face was expressionless.

The general in black armor knelt on one knee in front of the young man and respectfully presented a tiger talisman with both hands.

The author has something to say: eFighting until two o'clock in the morning, finally got it done.

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