Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the entire imperial city.

The shamanic ceremony that took place during the day really shocked many people.

All the forces involved in seizing the reserve are staring at that seat, and the Fifth Prince's Party and the Sixth Prince's Party have become even more red-eyed recently, and there are constant conflicts, big and small. On the other side, it is said that the fourth prince has also gotten closer to the sixth prince recently, and the third prince has directly stayed at Yuchun Palace, which shows the fierceness of the seizure of the crown.

The witch sacrifice ceremony must be to choose one of the five or six princes. Originally, everyone was more inclined towards the fifth prince, but later also felt that the sixth prince was likely to break. In any case, the fifth and sixth princes are all chasing their heads. Even if the third prince comes back and stays in Yuchun Palace again, it is not enough to compete with the two princes.

As a result, no one expected that the name that appeared on the wooden sign at the end turned out to be the third prince!

Everyone was shocked at first, couldn't believe it, and finally turned it into reality.

No one thought it was a coincidence.

What's more, after this, His Majesty not only looked extremely satisfied, but also announced at the court meeting that the matter of setting up the East Palace would be handed over to the Crown Prince.

There was a lot of discussion about the shamanic ceremony. Now, seeing the appearance of His Majesty's full support for the Third Prince, even at the expense of delegating power to outsiders, what else do people not understand?

Perhaps the outcome of the witch sacrifice ceremony was uncontrollable, but Emperor Yuan was absolutely controllable.

Emperor Yuan's character, if the prince he didn't like became the heir, how could it be like this. After all the calculations, there is only one possibility, it is clear that everyone has been a donkey before.

As soon as the prince ascended the throne, the sage personally came up to back him up.

Reminiscent of the style of Emperor Li Yuan on weekdays...for a while, several princelings were wilting.

The matter of seizing the reserve should be placed on other countries, and the harem and the former court must work together to let the concubines blow their ears. Emperor Yuan was better, he directly cut off the road to the harem, and on weekdays, he could only be favored by the courtiers.

Because the key point of capturing the reserves is still on Emperor Yuan.

Originally, they did not take the third prince seriously because the third prince was not favored despite his power.

Well now, if the mountain of Emperor Yuan moves forward, who would dare to move it? !

The fifth prince's mansion was in trouble, but the master Zong Yuanwu smirked and held the big summer dragonfinch just sent from the third prince's mansion.

He really didn't expect that the Three Emperor Brothers would give him the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow!

Zong Yuanwu is also clear about his own martial arts. It is clear that it is more moving.

As for the anxious disciples and servants in the house, as well as the most anxious old generals, Zong Yuanwu only made a symbolic perfunctory gesture.

To be honest, in his eyes, there is no one more suitable to succeed him than his third brother.

How tiring to be king. If the three emperors succeeded to the throne, not only would he not have to seize the reserve, but he would also be able to ask for a slack to share the title. In the future, he would be the king of salted fish who would sit back and relax. There is simply nothing more exciting than this.

Compared with the Fifth Prince's Mansion, it is naturally the Sixth Prince who is more anxious.

According to the rules of Da Yuan, since the shamanic ceremony has chosen the prince, the rest of the princes should be crowned kings, and they can prepare to leave the capital after packing up.

This is also the main reason why Emperor Yuan chose to rebel that night when he received a secret letter after the witch sacrifice ceremony. Because today is missed, the variables will only be greater.

They wanted to imitate Emperor Yuan, but the sixth prince had no military power, and Emperor Yuan was no better than the previous emperor. Emperor Renxian was a dazzling release of water, but Emperor Yuan would not be soft-hearted. Anyone who dared to rebel would dare to chop up anyone.

So tonight, in the end, it can only be thunder and rain, and each is anxious for his own.

But how frustrating the result of the witch sacrifice ceremony was, after all, only they themselves knew.

After so many years of preparation, so many years of hard work, both parties are bound to win, who would have thought that this would be the result?

No one will be reconciled.

Among them, Zong Chengsi was probably the most annoyed.

He really didn't know that it turned out that the Third Emperor Brother was so calculating, that he stepped on him as a bait and jumped directly into the prince.

After returning from the witch sacrifice ceremony, he went to the Sixth Prince's Mansion to persuade Zong Yongliu to unite with the Fifth Prince, so he just let it go.

When Zong Cheng made such suggestions, he naturally harbored the idea of ​​killing someone with a knife. If he succeeded in fanning the flames, and if he really sent troops, he would also have a share of the profit. If he was beaten by Emperor Yuan, he would have no power and no power, and he would not be able to be held accountable no matter what.

It's a pity that Zong Chengsi's thought is not enough to see in front of the whole family of advisors.

Not to mention that the Fifth Prince is unwilling to mix with them, even if they are mixed in, the garrison and the imperial guards are not for nothing. The Dingbei Army was far away in the northern border, so it would not be possible to return at will, and it would take at least a month for it to be secretly transferred back. If you really want to use military power, the day lily is cold.

"A bunch of trash!"

It is conceivable that Zong Chengsi finally returned without success, only returning home full of anger.

After returning to the mansion, he was so angry that he simply fell asleep.

It was this sleep that made Zong Chengsi have a nightmare.

At the beginning, this dream was still a beautiful dream.

He dreamed that he finally got what he wanted, standing in front of the high Jinluan Palace, with a large dragon chair in front of him, and there was no one on the dragon chair.

Outside the hall, hundreds of civil and military officials kowtowed, only Pei Xiang and Beining King, and listening to their meaning, it seemed that they were all with him to help him ascend the throne.

Just as Zong Chengsi showed ecstasy and was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a sharp pain.

He lowered his head blankly and saw a blood-stained sword tip emerge from his heart.

"Puchi-"

The King of Beining casually drew out his long sword, and instead of giving him another look when he fell to the ground, he turned his head and said something to Pei Xiang.

Zong Chengsi lay down on the ground, feeling the pain of a broken heart.

At the moment when he was about to die, he suddenly heard Pei Qianxue's words.

"Huainan, you are obviously the orthodox heir to the throne of the Dayuan clan, why didn't you make it public to the world, why did you succeed in such an unjustifiable manner?"

There were only three people in the hall. He fell to the ground, and Pei Qianxue's words could only be said to King Beining.

However, the king of Bac Ninh...? The orthodox heir of the clan? Zong Chengsi almost doubted his ears.

"Could it be... because of Jin Yu?"

Pei Qianxue guessed uncertainly: "Jin Yu is not of Emperor Yuan's blood, and he doesn't know about it himself?"

Compared with this Qingjun's words, another voice was extraordinarily careless: "What does it have to do with him. People have already killed themselves, and the dead can no longer die, so what's the use of making them public."

"Pei Qianxue, you are arrogant. I want to do this, but I'm happy. Everything doesn't have to have a why."

Yu Beizhou said in a low voice, "Even if I hate him, I have to tell him in an upright manner. This king never bothers to do it because of the infamy after his death."

......

When he woke up, Zong Chengsi found that he had rolled from the bed to the ground, his ears pressed against the cold ground.

The pain of the sword piercing the heart left in the dream was so painful that after waking him up, his heart still felt faintly painful.

However, these are nothing compared to the big secrets that Zong Chengsi knew from his dreams.

It turns out... Yu Beizhou is the blood of Emperor Yuan, and his third emperor is just a fake prince occupying a magpie's nest!

The news is too big, to the point of absurdity. However, Zong Chengsi subconsciously felt that it was true, and he didn't even need to seek evidence. Just say it out, go to Taiwu and use the method of detecting blood, it will be clear at a glance.

After digesting the shocking news, Zong Chengsi put on his clothes, put on his shoes in ecstasy, and hurriedly walked out.

"Prepare the car, hurry up, this prince is going to the palace to face the saint, immediately!"

Coincidentally, Gongsun You, who came back from the Sixth Prince's Mansion, saw this scene, and keenly noticed the happy look on Zong Chengsi's face, and asked calmly, "Fourth Highness, what happened to you in such a hurry?"

This time is already evening, and soon, it will be the time for the entrance of the palace. Logically speaking, no one should enter the palace to disturb His Majesty. If it wasn't for an urgent matter, how could it be so hurried that he wanted to enter the palace.

What's more, there was a witch sacrifice ceremony held today.

Tonight's imperial city is even more under martial law than before the ceremony, because almost half of the palace changes happened tonight, and heavy troops can be seen almost every few steps.

At such an important and sensitive moment, Pei Qianxue naturally had to stare at these princes and secretly sow discord. It was impossible for them to ruin the good deeds of the lord.

"It is indeed urgent, but a great thing!"

Zong Chengsi is on the rise now, Gongsun You is one of the few confidants he has admitted, and he is about to enter the palace to report the big news to Emperor Yuan, and he will say what he says.

Of course, when it comes to secrets, he still kept an eye out for it, and said excitedly in a low voice: "This prince accidentally learned a big secret, which is related to the third prince."

"If the crime of this matter is confirmed, it will be deprived at light level, or given death at serious level. All are possible."

Bloodline has been the most important thing in clan inheritance since ancient times.

Even if the father is more optimistic about the third prince, if he finds out about this, let alone falling out of favor, he will deprive him of the title of the crown prince, go to jail, and even give him a glass of poisoned wine to die.

This is the real undoing.

"Okay, I'm going to the palace."

Seeing the carriage coming, Zong Chengsi couldn't wait to jump on it.

He lifted the curtain of the car: "When I report to the emperor, I will come back to discuss specific matters with you."

The thrill of revenge is brewing in his heart, and he can't wait to hurry up and enter the palace soon.

Zong Chengsi came to the gate of the palace and only said that he had something urgent to report to His Majesty.

After all, he is a prince, so there is absolutely no reason to wait at the door, so the inner servant decided to bring Zong Chengsi in first, settle down outside the hall, and then find someone to report in.

While waiting for the announcement, Zong Chengsi was furious.

He seems to have thought of his father's disbelief and anger after finding out the truth.

Then he made a great contribution, and it is not impossible to take over Yuchun Palace.

Haha, Brother Sanhuang certainly never thought that he would have such a day.

After hearing the footsteps, Zong Chengsi turned around in surprise: "How?"

What he didn't expect was that the visitor was not the palace clerk who just went to report.

At the corner of the crimson palace wall, a ghostly figure suddenly walked out.

Wearing a long red lapel of the same color, her black hair is loose and loose, and Zhang Li's face is hidden in the shadows, making people feel terrifying and terrifying for no reason, like a life-threatening ghost.

Seeing this face, Zong Chengsi's legs softened by half.

Yu Beizhou narrowed his eyes: "The first mistake... It turned out to be you."