Projection of the Heavens

Gu Shaoshang stepped out of the Prince's Mansion, and the frame was already ready.

Yang Jian was under the secret hand of Xiang Yutian, and Gu Shaoshang had already relieved him, but Yang Jian's critical illness was still a few years earlier than in history.

Especially a few years ago, after the death of the queen Dugu Jialuo, who had been with him for decades, she was even more ill and rarely went to court.

Even if he occasionally went to court, he became more and more surly. His methods were brutal, and he was whipped at every turn, which was incomparably different from the wise and martial emperor Sui Wen before.

"drive!"

Gu Shao got into the carriage, and the guard urged the horse to go to the palace.

......

Daxing Palace, Yang Jian's bedroom.

"Cough! Cough! Where's the prince? Haven't you come yet!"

Yang Jian was lying on the dragon bed with a sallow complexion, and the surrounding eunuchs and palace maids knelt down.

"Your Majesty, someone has been sent to inform His Royal Highness."

The servant, who was kneeling on the ground, bowed and opened his mouth.

"Cough cough! This villain, I'm not dead yet! Can't he wait?"

Yang Jian waved his hand and dropped the secret letter in his hand to the ground.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince's Royal Highness gathered a group of ministers and even talked with the Grand Master. The things you should do after your death are really against filial piety!"

Not far from the dragon bed, a thin middle-aged man sighed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

At this time, a beautiful woman in a palace dress covered her face, crying with pear flowers and rain, so sad.

"Concubine Ai, who would dare to bully you?"

Yang Jian was already furious, but at this time, seeing Mrs. Xuan Hua, his favorite after the death of Queen Dugu, crying, he couldn't help but get even more angry.

"Your Majesty! My concubine, my concubine was almost bullied!"

Under Yang Jian's repeated questioning, the beautiful woman cried and said.

"Who dares to be so bold!"

Yang Jian's pale face suddenly flushed with blood, he got up with a snort, and roared.

"Yes...Yes...Prince!"

The beautiful woman sobbed, crawled on Yang Jian's chest, and burst into tears.

"puff!"

Yang Jian's body was shocked, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face turned pale, and he cursed: "Why are you beasts paying such a big deal! Dugu mistaken me! Dugu mistake me!"

"Cough cough! Negative son! Negative son! Negative son!"

Yang Jian was furious, slapped the bed, and growled angrily, "Liu Shu, Yuanyan!"

"The minister is here!"

The emaciated Liu Shi and Won Yan, who was standing beside him, bowed down and said in unison.

"The widow ordered the two of you to draft the edict, and I want to depose Yang Guang and make Yang Jun, the king of Qin, the crown prince!"

Yang Jian's face was pale, and he insisted on the edict.

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan glanced at each other, a flash of joy in their eyes, and then quickly converged.

"Pass the word of my mouth, the guards left and right, go outside the hall, and capture the evil son!"

After saying that, Yang Jianqiang let out his breath, and fell on the bed with a pale face, breathing lightly, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

After the beautiful woman crawled on Yang Jian and cried a few times, she stood up.

"You have all heard His Majesty's will, don't go and capture Yang Guang!"

She reprimanded sharply, and there was no trace of tears on her face.

"Yes!"

The eunuch's servant who was kneeling on the ground hurriedly got up and strode out of the palace door.

"It's done!"

The beautiful woman, Liu Shu and Yuan Yan looked at each other with a smile.

"Wei Chen retire!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan bowed to leave and walked out of Yang Jian's bedroom.

"The big thing is done!"

Liu Shu stroked the long whiskers under his jaw and smiled slightly: "Yang Guang has not yet ascended the throne, yet he dares to attack the aristocratic family of me! How can I allow him to ascend the throne!"

"That's right! Before he ascended the throne, he dared to act against the aristocratic family and Buddhism, and he has already committed public anger!"

Yuan Yan laughed, pointed at the palace gate in the distance and said, "At this moment, inside the palace gate, there are already 3,000 Imperial Guards lined up, and there is even a Buddhist master Kong here. This time, Yang Guang will definitely be doomed!"

"Ha ha!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

......

"Shut up!"

The carriage stopped.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is still waiting, please hurry up!"

As soon as Gu Shaoshang got off the carriage, a soldier in armor stepped forward and bowed.

"Um!"

Gu Shaoshang glanced at the soldier with a half-smile, only to see him in a cold sweat, he almost fell to his knees, and only made a faint sound.

Whoa!

Gu Shaoshang straightened his clothes and strode toward the palace.

"call!"

The soldier in cold sweat straightened up and let out a long sigh, only to feel two wars.

The moment Gu Shaoshang looked directly at him, his heart almost shattered, and there was a buzzing in his mind at this moment, until Gu Shaoshang walked into the palace gate, he couldn't react.

Tread! Tread!

Gu Shaoshang was walking alone on the avenue of Meridian Gate, with his boots stepping on the slate, and the crisp echoes reverberated over the entire palace.

Martial arts practice to his level, there is almost no possibility of being surrounded and killed by people who are not as powerful as himself.

As soon as he stepped on the carriage, he already felt it, and he felt a murderous aura coming from somewhere.

Boom!

As Gu Shaoshang walked slowly into the palace gate, the gate behind him slowly closed.

Tread, step, step!

A series of footsteps were mixed with the sound of armor colliding, and the soldiers of the Imperial Army who rushed in like a tide surrounded Gu Shaoshang.

Whoa!

In the middle of the crowd, a tall old man, wearing armor and carrying a long sword, strode over, staring at Gu Shaoshang coldly.

The old man was eight feet tall, with a grim face, and under his black armor, he was a body full of explosive power.

Impressively, Yu Wenshang, the contemporary head of the Yuwen clan, is a master in the martial arts, second only to Yang Su in the Great Sui Dynasty.

Gu Shaoshang was not surprised that he appeared here, because his Ziyu Wenji was the commander of the Imperial Army in charge of the Meridian Gate.

"Wei Chen Yuwen is injured, see His Royal Highness Prince!"

Yuwenshang clasped his fists slightly, his face was indifferent, and he said in a cold voice.

"Master Yuwen? What do you want to stop your Highness here today?"

Gu Shaoshang's face was calm, and his black royal robe swayed slightly.

"His Royal Highness's methods are amazing. I am waiting for the old minister, and I am really scared!"

Yu Wenshang looked at Gu Shaoshang with a calm expression and sighed.

"Ha ha!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled lightly, ignoring Yuwenshang's sloppy attitude~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ever since he attacked the aristocratic family, Gu Shaoshang knew that they would not let it go. Must kill.

"I thought that Your Highness would bring your Yuwenshang and that mysterious master here, but I didn't expect that Your Highness would be so careless."

In the forbidden army, Yu Wenhua stepped forward with a sneer on his face.

"Amitabha!"

In the high-pitched chanting of the Buddha's horn, an old monk in a gray and white robe walked out of the corner. It was the host of the Jingnian Temple in Luoyang.

"His Royal Highness is cruel. If he ascends the throne, it will not be a blessing for the common people."

He folded his hands together and sighed slightly, with a look of sympathy and compassion.

"Ha ha!"

Gu Shaoshang laughed loudly, but there was no smile in his eyes. He glanced around and sighed coldly: "A few puppies in mere mere puppies dare to come and kill me?"