Wishful Things

This group of Wujia troops broke into the palace courtyard, fought with the imperial guards and police guards, caught the opponent by surprise, and quickly roughly controlled the situation.

Seeing the sudden change in front of him, Emperor Qingming, who was being protected by a group of police guards, couldn't help but change his expression greatly in the face of this sudden change.

He looked at the Wujia soldiers who began to guard the altar, the corridor, and the entrance of the mausoleum, and his anger grew, and he could no longer maintain the hypocritical calm that he had just won.

The tall altar blocked his view, and he still couldn't see the real masters of these Wujia troops.

He looked at the people who knew Shoufu, and said with a smirk: "...you actually want to conspire against the king! Such wolfish ambitions, death is really not a pity!"

Xie Shoufu, who suffered some minor injuries just now while avoiding Chaos Arrow, frowned greatly.

This is not their arrangement!

How could they have such an arrangement?

Before they came to Lingshan, how could they have imagined that such an accident would happen, and how could they have imagined that the emperor would be so maddened!

At this time, Ji Fuyin's astonished exclamation suddenly sounded from beside him——

"Yan... King Yan?!"

Xie Shoufu suddenly turned his head to look at the sound.

In sight, a burly and tall man in silver-gray armor with a beard came over under the guard of a group of soldiers.

Beside the man, there is another young man who is also wearing soft armor.

Xie Shoufu's gaze was subconsciously fixed on the young man's face, that face was noble and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing, even if he had only met him once, he could not be mistaken for it, it was undoubtedly the grandson of the Wu family!

Why are King Yan and the descendants of the Wu family here? !

Especially King Yan...!

"It's really King Yan..."

"Yan Wang is still alive!"

"..."

Shocking waves had already been stirred up all around, and Emperor Qingming turned his head almost stiffly and slowly when he heard the astonished voices.

Seeing that person approaching, the police guards in front of him drew their swords and made defensive gestures.

The other party stopped, about ten steps away from him.

"..." With four eyes facing each other, Emperor Qingming's whole body was stiff, the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and everything in the world was silent.

At this moment, there was shock, fury, and cruelty in his eyes, and there was even a trace of panic and fear that he didn't want to admit.

"Where is Ji Xiu! Where is Ji Xiu!" He asked the person beside him sharply.

Why did a person who should have died suddenly appear here? !

How did the other party approach the capital?

All the way for thousands of miles, the people in the cities, counties, and post stations on the way didn't notice it!

Also, Ji Xiu clearly personally led troops to stand guard at the foot of the mountain, how could he not be able to stop even a few hundred people in this area!

The emperor was in a panic, King Yan looked at him, his eyes swept over his legs, and said calmly: "In less than a year, Brother Huang doesn't seem to be very well anymore."

Emperor Qingming was angry and ashamed, his legs aching day and night under the thin blanket trembled slightly.

Looking at the opponent's majestic and straight posture, wearing armor and holding a sword at his waist, as if looking down on him from above, Emperor Qingming immediately felt a rush of energy and blood in his chest.

Shouldn't the other party have died long ago!

Either die of heart disease, or die by the sword of a traitor!

"How dare you come here to die! Are you really going to be able to get out of here today!" Emperor Qingming's teeth trembled, trying to make his tone sound confident enough.

Ji Xiu and the 30,000 army are outside, there is no way he will lose!

The other party can only die!

or...

It's just in time, why not let him kill this lingering stumbling block with his own hands today!

The messy surroundings were still noisy and vibrating.

Many inner eunuchs and even several ministers fell to the ground with arrow wounds.

Some officials stepped forward to help the injured colleague, but few immediately rushed to Emperor Qingming's side to protect him to the death.

King Yan's arrival was undoubtedly sudden.

But if it wasn't for King Yan's sudden arrival, many of them would have died under the random arrows. Those who have been killed by His Majesty once, how can they have lives to escort them?

Naturally, some ministers stepped forward and stood in front of the emperor, looking aggressively at King Yan.

Some of them may be foolish and loyal, or they may think they are sober and wise—but what a few hundred soldiers can do! As long as Ji Shangshu and the forbidden army arrive, King Yan will definitely not be able to leave here alive today!

So what if the emperor is cold-blooded and crazy, as long as the winner is the emperor in the end, they must try their best to protect their future!

Xie Shoufu and others did not go forward.

Seeing King Yan, who was unmoved by the insults and questioning of those ministers, and did not see any excuses, Xie Shoufu had an answer in his heart.

What sudden heart disease is at stake...

The Yan army was split into internal strife and defeated by the imperial army...

It's all a conspiracy!

But setting up such a big game, paying so much price, and taking such a risk at the moment, what exactly is King Yan planning?

Xie Shoufu frowned tightly, subconsciously looking in the direction of the divine case.

At this time, Yan Wangyou was standing in the same place, but the young man beside him had already led someone up the stone steps, bypassing the divine case, his eyes seemed to be looking for something.

The boy's whole body was cold, and the guards in front of him were full of murderous aura. The palace guards and inner eunuchs retreated one after another without daring to stop him.

Wu Chao stepped into the hall with strides, and almost immediately saw the man squatting in front of a pagoda pillar with his back turned to him, wearing the inner prison robe.

There was a bloody smell in the hall, his heart tightened, and he hurried forward.

Xu Mingyi was about to take out the long arrow on his shoulder for Ming Yushi who was leaning against the pillar.

She was afraid that the arrowhead would be poisoned, so she took out the dagger immediately and pulled out the arrowhead from the flesh and blood for him.

Ming Yushi groaned in pain, his face was pale from the pain, and he was sweating like rain, almost delirious.

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at Eldest Princess Jingrong who was standing by his side, and said in a weak voice, "Your Highness, I haven't had time to talk to you properly... These days have caused you to suffer..."

Princess Jingrong frowned: "You can't speak whenever you want to speak, just save yourself some effort."

"I'm afraid I won't have another chance..."

"Not at all." Xu Mingyi observed the wound carefully, without raising his head, he said, "The arrow is not poisonous."

The eldest princess heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Ming Yushi: "The shoulder is not a vital point. In the past, my second brother was shot by an arrow in his shoulder. He pulled it out early in the morning, and he could go up a tree to dig out a bird's nest in the afternoon."

Ming Yushi twitched his lips in relief.

It turns out that he won't die.

After all, it was the first time to hit an arrow, so I had no experience.

"Treat the injury for Ming Yushi—" Wu Chao came behind Xu Mingyi and instructed Sui Jiang beside him.

Sui Jiang nodded, and hurriedly took out the medicine bottle he carried with him.

Xu Mingyi turned his head when he heard the voice, and when he saw it was him, a reassuring smile appeared on his blood-stained face.

When she stood up, he bent over to hold her arm, and asked seriously, "Are you injured?"

Xu Mingyi shook his head and looked outside the hall: "Fortunately, you came in time."

Otherwise, this mausoleum might become a purgatory today.

With the movement of him holding her arm, she pulled him and walked out of the hall: "Go and see how the situation is—"

Even though the plan seems to be going well at present, the follow-up matters must not be treated carelessly. Whether everything can be handed over smoothly depends on the next situation.

Seeing the boys and girls walking out side by side, and looking at the mother who was wiping the sweat of Ming Yushi's handkerchief, Princess Yufeng silently looked at the algae well on the top of the hall.

Outside the hall, King Yan stepped up the stone steps and came to the divine case.

"Ah Yuan, follow me on the incense stick."

"Yes." Wu Chao responded, and glanced at Xu Mingyi, who nodded slightly to him.

Under the chaos just now, the sesame oil had been overturned and extinguished, the palace servants at the side trembled and did not dare to raise their heads, let alone fetch sesame oil for him.

The follower beside Wu Chao took out a fire pocket and lit a joss stick.

King Yan and Wu Chao each held three sticks of green incense, burned the incense heads on the candle, held the incense and worshiped, and inserted the green incense firmly into the incense burner.

Emperor Qingming was furious because of this, and cursed loudly.

"...You are a rebellious official, a shameless family thief, everyone will punish you, what face do you have to pay homage to the ancestors of the Xie family! Since the day you rebelled, you can no longer be the descendants of the Xie family!"

Xu Mingyi pursed the corners of his mouth coldly.

This scene is so familiar.

In her dream, when Wu Chao dragged the emperor out of the bedroom, the emperor scolded them like this, scolding their father and son as traitors—

That time, the emperor died in embarrassment, but he stood on the moral high ground until his death, and King Yan and Wu Chao did become rebels in the hearts of the world because of their rebellion and regicide, which can never be erased.

But this time, they had a better choice.

If the next situation is properly controlled, King Yan and his son will no longer have to be rebellious officials and thieves who have been infamous for thousands of years—and this charge will fall back on the person who deserved it.

The embarrassing face that he had to cover up all his life will be completely revealed.

Even if it is death, it can only die amidst countless trials and scolding!

Or it can be said that death is all dead, so what does it matter how you die?

——It may not matter to the dead, but it has great and long-term significance to the living, especially the victims, and the subjects of the world.

"What exactly does His Highness King Yan want to do? Could it be that he wants to blatantly kill the king and usurp the throne in front of the ancestors!" Looking at the person before the divine case, Xie Shoufu finally spoke.

He said this not for the sake of the emperor.

Even if the emperor is wrong, but when everything is unclear, no one can act in disregard of the ancestral system of etiquette...

Whoever dares to kill the king is treason!

Those who kill the king and seek rebellion are doomed to be difficult to win the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to secure the hearts of the people. Even if they are able to rise to power in the future, there will be a lot of resistance to subdue all places and implement the New Deal!

The king of Yan knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string, looked at Xie Shoufu, and said: "This king did not come here to rebel and kill the king. Today, this king wants to settle some old matters with the emperor-this old matter is not only a family matter, but also a state matter. , so this king would like to invite all the adults to be witnesses and judge what is right and wrong."

Saying that, he saluted all the ministers.

This calm and rational move undoubtedly reassured the hearts of many ministers in a certain sense-now they are not afraid of anything, they are only afraid of another lunatic!

"That's enough! Don't sing again and again, trying to pour dirty water on me!" Emperor Qingming sternly interrupted what King Yan was about to say, and said repeatedly: "Ji Xiu...Where is Ji Xiu! He will come to see me immediately!"

Not only Ji Xiu, but also the commander of the Forbidden Army didn't come over, everyone reacted so slowly, could it be that everyone died!

He couldn't believe that the manpower brought by King Yan could kill his tens of thousands of elite troops in such a short period of time!

"Pass my word of mouth, let Ji Xiu quickly dispatch the army to catch the traitor!"

"Even if I die, I will cut off the head of this traitor first!"

"Quickly ring the bell as a warning!"

"..."

Emperor Qingming kept giving instructions, trembling and trying his best to suppress the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat.

He has already realized that something is wrong, but right now he has no time to think about it, his body and mind can't support him to think about it, and even he doesn't want to think about it, he only has one thought - to kill King Yan! Kill anyone who dares to doubt him!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance.

Soon Ji Xiu brought people to appear in front of everyone.

The people who looked at King Yan did not try to stop him, the hearts of all the ministers were shaken, and they secretly exchanged glances.

Ji Xiu glanced at the bloody scenes around, and said, "It seems that the minister is late."

Seeing his seemingly indifferent attitude, Emperor Qingming sternly said: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and take down this rebel who intends to kill the king and seize the throne!"

He was not at all afraid that Ji Xiu would betray him.

In other words, even though Ji Xiu might betray him, it is absolutely impossible for him to fall to King Yan.

Ji Xiu and the King of Yan have a feud against killing their son!

Apart from him, Ji Xiu is the person who least wants to see King Yan fulfill his wish——

This was the case nineteen years ago, but now that nineteen years have passed, even if Ji Xiu is just trying to protect himself, he will definitely try his best to deal with King Yan!

"The traitor who killed the king and seized the throne—" Ji Xiu looked at him, and said, "Isn't that what you said about yourself, Your Majesty?"

Emperor Qingming's expression changed suddenly.

"What did you say..." There was an undisguised reminder and threat in his tone.

"What should I say." Ji Xiu sneered: "Where do I start? Why not start when the world was still uncertain, when His Majesty was still the eldest son—"

Emperor Qingming gritted his teeth: "...shut up!"

He is not the eldest son of a concubine, never has been!

His mother is the original match of the father, and he is the first child of the father, the eldest son of the legitimate son!

It was the bitch who suddenly married in who disrupted all of this. That bitch took away her mother's position, and the bitch who gave birth to a bitch wanted to take away his things!

Is it wrong for him to want to protect his own things?

Is there anything wrong!

"During the battle, you were the one who leaked the plan of King Yan to attack the enemy's camp at night in a surprise attack, causing King Yan and his party to return in defeat, and you set up an ambush on the way back to the camp, trying to capture the enemy. King Yan's life! It's a pity that King Yan went another way to lure away the pursuers, and the ones who died in the ambush were my two sons!"

When talking about this matter, Ji Xiu's eyes turned red in an instant.

But he was finally, finally able to tell the truth in front of everyone, no longer had to hide his hatred, and no longer had to bow his knees to the murderer and enemy!

There was a lot of noise around.

Was there such a thing back then?

They had heard a lot about Ji Xiu's death in his early years, but...he died under such a conspiracy?

And if this is the case, why did Ji Xiu serve the emperor for so many years?

How many people present didn't know that Ji Xiu was the biggest supporter of the emperor before he ascended the throne?

I sorted out the next catalog today, and after sorting out everything, I found that there are still some follow-ups to be written. I really didn’t expect to be able to write so much. The ending time has been pushed back again and again, as if every book is like this...

I had already prepared for the holiday of the Dragon Boat Festival. I wanted to make zongzi easily. I bought all the glutinous rice, but there was no ending and no time to make zongzi o(╥﹏╥)o

I thought about compressing and compressing again, but it’s not the case when I really start writing. Please wait patiently, I will not set a flag this time, and try my best to write the ending in my mind.

Originally it was about to end and I didn't ask for a monthly ticket, but now it's the second half of the month, so please ask for it haha, everyone, don't dislike me.

Good night.