"Since His Highness has realized his mistake and admitted it, he must act like he has admitted it!"
Bu Shiren continued to speak slowly, but his voice was much lowered, almost close to the ear of King Yan Zhu Di, "Your Majesty said, you admitted your mistakes before, but you just said it. This time, do you want to give you some memory?"
Zhu Di's heart skipped a beat. After being whipped and admitting his mistake, this is not the end of the matter. Does the old man still have a back-up plan, and he still wants to make himself look like he is admitting his mistake?
What does it mean to truly admit your mistake? Is it deprivation of kingship or military power?
No, the old man will not cut off the nobility of the Yan Fan, nor will he seize the direct military power of the Yan Fan. Based on his understanding of the old man, if it really comes to that step, the old man's imperial edict will only be a cold sentence. He will not crack a whip at all, let alone
You won't waste so much time talking.
For a moment, Zhu Dixin was so upset that he even forgot about the pain in his body.
"Your Majesty said!" Bu Shiren continued in a low voice, "Let me bring a human head back... Daoyan Monk Yao Guangxiao!"
"What?"
Zhu Dixin was immediately shocked. Yao Guangxiao was both a teacher and a friend to him. Not only was he his right-hand man, he was even closer than his own brother. How could he let go?
"Your Majesty also said that!" Bu Shiren spoke slowly again, looked around, squinted and said, "There are too many villains around you who are encouraging you. If you don't get rid of them as soon as possible, you will definitely be confused by them in the future!"
"Hirotaka did not instigate this king!"
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Zhu Di's fists clenched loudly. He looked at Bu Shiren and gritted his teeth and shouted, "He is just a monk. He just talks about Buddhism around me. Who is he offending?"
"Fourth Master!" Bu Shiren sighed, "Do you really want me to explain my words? Don't you know exactly why this slave came to Peiping and why the emperor wanted him to die? Now, even if this slave listens to you, those royal guards will listen.
?"
"When you admit your mistake, you need to know where you made the mistake? You need to know how you made the mistake? What's more, you need to know that there must be an explanation for these things, right?"
"Whoever caused the incident must be held responsible!"
Zhu Di's chest felt like a stone, making him unable to breathe.
Jiang Wei involved Dao Yan and himself, and he had to give an explanation to the old man and the yellow-mouthed boy. But he was really reluctant to do it, and he couldn't do it.
Zhu Di, who had never hesitated in his life, was full of entanglements at this moment. In the entanglement, there was also inexplicable anger.
If Yao Guangxiao is really killed, how will he face his ministers and staff in the future?
But if you don't kill...
"What if!" Zhu Di gritted his teeth and whispered, "What if I don't kill you?" As he said that, Zhu Di approached Bu Shiren and said, "Old Bu, if you tell me the truth, what if I don't kill you?"
"If you don't kill me, there's nothing I can do about it!" Bu Shiren looked around again and leaned against Zhu Di's ear, "The emperor also asked the old slave to watch you kill him, but before he came, the emperor said something to the old slave.
!”
"What are you talking about?" Zhu Di asked urgently.
"The fourth master's eldest son has also reached the age to be crowned as heir apparent!"
Bu Shiren's calm words sounded like a storm to Zhu Di's ears.
Old man, you are so heartless! For the sake of your precious grandson, you even ignored your own son. Over the years, I have fought bloody battles in northern Xinjiang and fought for the Ming Dynasty, but I have no weight in your heart!
Yes, you will not cut down the Yan Fan, nor will you take away the military power of the Yan Fan. But you can let the Yan Fan change its master, first make my son the heir apparent, and then make him the new King of Yan.
"You have twenty sons, but you really have more than me, but you don't have more than me, and you have quite a lot less than me!"
Suddenly, Zhu Di's eyes became unbearably sour, his heart and blood boiled, and he almost shouted. Apart from him and Bu Shiren, there were also Jinyi guards not far away who were looking askance at him. Zhu Di resisted the surging emotions and looked away.
On the wall, four vigorous and powerful grasses came into view.
Stop rushing and use patience!
But now, I can't bear it anymore.
"Father, don't you have any sympathy for your son?" Tears kept rolling in the corners of Zhu Di's eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall, "I am also your son, and I am a son who has contributed to the Ming Dynasty, but you are like this
mean."
"Fourth Master, please say something more, old slave." Bu Shiren watched him grow up and knew his temper well, so he said warmly, "My lord, this is for your own good! It's not like you don't know his temper, this and that, one is
Preservation, and secondly, warning! Please be careful, don’t think wrongly!”
However, Zhu Di had already misunderstood. He only stood on his own side, not on the old man's side.
If the old man doesn't let him admit his mistake, then Zhu Yunxi will make him pay for everything he has done now.
Zhu Yunxi will not give him any protection or advice, only a heavy hand!
"This king..." Zhu Di looked at the big characters with a ferocious expression.
"Fourth Master, stop being so stubborn and give that man's head to me!"
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"kill me?"
"damn it!"
In the dark room on the side, when he heard that the head was being asked for, Daoyan who was listening attentively was dumbfounded.
When King Zhu Di of Yan was whipped just now, he was still thinking that since the old emperor had whipped his own son, he, who had corresponded with Jiang Yu, would not be able to survive alone.
Before the thought came to an end, I heard the old eunuch say that he wanted his own head?
If the old emperor knew about him, then the emperor's grandson must also know about it. Perhaps, his head was used by the old emperor to appease the anger of the emperor's grandson. In other words, it was used by the old emperor to ease the conflicts between his children and grandchildren.
Thinking of this, Daoyan touched his neck.
"Shuzi can't conspire with him. That fellow Jiang Gu is really a fool. You are going to fucking die, why are you dragging me out? What good will it do to you? You are dragging me out because you don't want to die fast enough, or are you?
I feel like I died too happily!"
God's calculations are not as good as those of man. Dao Yan calculated everything except that Jiang Wei would keep the letters he gave him. What he did not expect was that Jiang Wei did not even have time to destroy these secret letters before he was sent to the cell by Zhu Yunxi and ordered to do so.
Jin Yiwei ransacked the house.
However, this was not the time to think about this.
In the side room, Dao Yan quickly waved to a young monk who was following him and whispered a few words.
After waiting for a while, a monk wearing black monk robes with a similar face and figure came in through the secret door.
"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it only takes a while to use it. I need you for something today!" Dao Yan said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's a good thing!"
The man saluted and said, "Listen to the master's instructions!"
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In the house, the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
On the side, the commander of the Jin Yiwei was watching, making He Guangyi's face more and more impatient, and his eyes were a little cold.
Zhu Di, still looking at the big words on the wall, remained silent.
"Your Highness!" Bu Shiren sighed and said, "Do you...must have a hard top?"
Zhu Dixin has been thinking for a long time, "It's not me..."
"Your Highness!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side room, "The incident started because of the young monk, so naturally the young monk resolved the issue. Your Highness does not have to be in a difficult choice, the young monk will resolve it on his own. Don't hurt the relationship between father and son for the sake of the young monk.
.”
As he said this, he heard a pop, the sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh.
"Guangxiao!" Zhu Di exclaimed and reached out to push the darkroom door open.
In the dark room, Dao Yan stood behind the monk, and with lightning speed, he stabbed the monk directly into the heart with his dagger.
Killed with one knife, the monk fell down softly without making a sound. At the same time, Daoyan quickly put the dagger into the monk's hand, keeping his hand in the position of inserting it into his heart. Then he pushed
Open another secret door and rush out.
"Hirotaka!"
Zhu Di was anxious and frightened. He pushed open the door of the dark room and was stunned.
Daoyan closed his eyes tightly and fell to the ground, a thin trickle of blood slowly flowing out from his heart.
"Guangxiao!" Zhu Di shouted loudly, stepped forward to hug the corpse, and looked up to the sky and screamed.
"Go and have a look!" Bu Shiren said to He Guangyi.
The latter came forward with a portrait, compared it carefully, then looked at the wounds on the corpse, turned around and said, "It's him, that's right!" He said with a sneer, "This guy is very courageous, one knife
It’s your own fault!”
Bu Shiren sighed, "He is a man who knows what is good and what is good! It is not in vain that King Yan treated him like this!"
This chapter has been completed!