Author: Sky Drive

Zhuang Weiyi said: "Kangcheng, Hao, Rong, Yin, Fenghe, Hong and Yongchang all have their former ministers supported the emperor. In this year, several escaped ministers came to join our country. They owned Prince Wu, Prince Wu, He Dan, as the emperor. Although this force was extremely weak, He Dan was also a child, but he was also a supporter. In addition, there were ministers who wanted to support Prince Xuan and Prince Jun as the emperor. In addition, Prince Xiang was a full ten candidates. "

Feng Ran said: "By the way, it's great to support Prince Xuan as the emperor. He will return the throne to his nephew. The throne is passed on from generation to generation, and it is all from their He family."

Zhuang Weiyi was so anxious that he said, "Prince Xuan was deposed. At that time, you were not in Chenghua City. It was probably unclear that Prince Xuan was deposed by the late emperor because he wanted to seize the throne of the late emperor. The late emperor did not kill him for the sake of his mother's compatriots, and only asked for eternal imprisonment. If he was called emperor, he would never return the throne to Prince Xiang. The throne could not be passed to him. He ascended the throne, but was afraid that the first one to be removed would be Prince Xiang."

Feng Ran was stabbed hard by the words "Last Emperor" again, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Who is Lord Zhuang supporting?"

"I don't hold anyone. There are already ten people in the court, so it's not messy enough?"

Feng Ran keenly captured the meaning of this sentence: "Mr. Zhuang's meaning, aren't these ten personal choices in Lord Zhuang's mind? Who is the new candidate in Lord Zhuang's mind?"

"you."

Feng Ranyi was stunned: "I?" Then he woke up and said, "Just you said that you wanted to ask the Empress to abdicate the imperial edict to abdicate and have a new lord. What you meant was me? Well, that's right, I have no children anyway, so I can only pass the throne to the prince again in the future. It's my personal choice."

"No children is a matter of yi. Although you have been demoted, your prestige is still there in the court. In terms of intelligence, your skills and strategies are no worse than anyone else, and you can be more powerful and domineering. Using Pili methods, there are many people in the court who want to kill you, but there will never be few who support you. Today is just a court debate. Tomorrow, I am afraid that everyone who wants to be emperor will compete for their strength."

"How to compete for strength?"

Zhuang Weiyi said: "No one should sleep tonight, and everyone is intensifying their activities. Those with strength will try their best to win over all the forces they can use, and those who are weaker will probably form an alliance to achieve success and divide the power. For example, the Ukrainian State will consider supporting others instead in order to get a share of the pie. Tonight, there will be a bloody tragedy, so as to eradicate a few candidates in advance. Outside Longan Gate tomorrow, there will be a melee. Not to mention who can kill who, but to prevent other parties except one side from entering the court. If you cannot enter the court, you will naturally not be able to ascend to the throne. Although the queen cannot prevent the empress from entering the court with the prince Xiang in the harem, there are too few ministers who are willing to support Prince Xiang, so there are no need to worry too much."

"Mr. Ling doesn't care? Oh, Lord Ling has 50,000 Iron Feather Army in his hands. Whoever he supports will naturally enter the court and become emperor."

Zhuang Weiyi said: "Mr. Ling climbed up from the lower-level officers and soldiers, and his way of being an official is moderate and meticulous. During the Pingkang Emperor's reign, he did not participate in the battle between the late emperor and Prince Rui, so he would continue to reuse him after the late emperor ascends to the throne. According to my guess, he will not participate in the battle for support this time. On the contrary, he will try his best to maintain the safety of Chenghua City and prevent the bloodshed tragedy. I am afraid that the city will be closed tomorrow, so as to prevent anyone in the court from colluding with the defenders outside the city and leading the army into the city to force the palace. The same imperial guards will not participate.

In the matter of supporting me, their duty is to protect the safety of the palace and the emperor. In this way, only a few princes have the guards of the royal palace. According to the rules, the maximum limit for the guards of the royal palace is 200, and even if they violate the rules, they will only have 400. Among them, the Emperor Hao Kingdom was the emperor and temporarily united the country. The Emperor had not cut the emperor's title, and the late emperor allowed him to double the guards and had 400 guards. However, the late emperor wanted to merge with him and paid more attention to him. He only had 400 guards and did not dare to limit them. Similarly, the Prince of Rong Kingdom was 300 guards."

Feng Ran scooped a spoonful of vegetable soup and drank it slowly: "After you tell me, who can win?"

Zhuang Weiyi was silent for a while and then said, "The Commander's Office has thousands of soldiers, which is enough to deal with the joint efforts of two or three royal palaces. Looking at the court, you offer suggestions, defend the three kingdoms in the middle, and are intimidating from all directions. Formulate the military and political power, adjust the garrison, and have a great contribution. In your hands, you are now in charge of military and political power. Now, only you can control the situation, inherit the wishes of the former emperor, expel the fog and black, eliminate the bandits, and throne Feng Meng! If anyone else becomes emperor, he will not be able to take on the responsibility of governing, but I am afraid that this country will soon be divided. Do you have the heart to see the country that the former emperor has worked hard to be destroyed by Yidan?" He breathed and said, "Xiaofeng, you have high martial arts skills. Is there anyone who can stop you from entering the court to become emperor tomorrow?"

Feng Ran put down the chopsticks and spoon and breathed a sigh of relief: "I only ate this meal this day." Thinking of the last time he saw He Yue in the commander's mansion, He Yue also nagged him, "I'm not in good health, don't always have any meals."

After a while, Zhuang Weiyi finished the meal and said, "I only ate this meal this day." Then he asked the servant to remove the remaining food and ask the man to make buckwheat health tea to drink. He asked Feng Ran, "I've been talking for a long time, but you're right."

"What should I do? I didn't dream, but you helped me dream. I'm going out of the city tomorrow."

"What are you going to do when you go out of the city?"

"Look for him. He is not dead."

Zhuang Weiyi advised: "Xiaofeng! Don't be sad. He is dead and cannot come back!"

"He is not dead, waiting for me to find him." Feng Ran's tone was faint, as if he was stating the facts that everyone knew. Because the facts were placed, there was no doubt: "When he came back, he would clean up the smoky things in the court."

"Xiaofeng." Zhuang Weiyi subconsciously reached out and stroked Feng Ran's forehead, wanting to see if Feng Ran was shocked and could not bear it. He became hot and confused? Or was he sad and confused?

Feng Ran slapped Zhuang Weiyi's hand and said, "I'm awake." I've never been as clear as I am now!

Zhuang Weiyi called out, "Xiaofeng." He sighed: "I am on duty today, and I must go out of the palace to see if there is any important memorial that was handed over last night. The news was the first to receive. Before I could go to court, I ran to ask the post soldiers who sent the message. The post soldiers said that although there was no document, the news was true. Several soldiers who escaped from Qixinggang said that they saw a man wearing the emperor's robe slashed by the swords of several fog black soldiers. They promised that they would not read it wrong. The guards were not strong enough, and the soldiers were taken into custody, and they tried again and again. Chen Danqiu must have tried it out to send the message back."

Feng Ran only relaxed gently, raised his hand to caress his beating heart: "I don't hurt here, he must not die. If I die, it will hurt here."

Zhuang Weiyi said: "Xiaofeng, be awake. When they find His Majesty's body, they will officially send the official documents back."

Feng Ran put down the teacup, stood up and said, "It's too late, go to bed earlier, I'll leave tomorrow. You're old, go to bed earlier, and you have to do more work in the court tomorrow." He bowed and wanted to withdraw.

"Fengran!" Zhuang Weiyi shouted anxiously, "You are willing to watch the country that the late emperor has worked hard to manage, and it is divided into pieces in a blink of an eye. No matter what the country is, you look at the successor candidates, and they are all like wolves and tigers. Who would let the prince Xiang go? You are willing to watch the bloodline of the late emperor and cannot be preserved? You don't care about these things. Just think about it, is it true that you saved Prince Xiang from Longanmen that day and vomited blood?!"

Feng Ran only stood and said, "In the past, I didn't know if he was in my heart. Now I know that in my heart, there is no one or more important thing than him. I want to go to Qixinggang to find him."

Zhuang Weiyi said sadly: "I have followed him for a long time than you, and I feel sad, but now is not the time to be sad. We must first take care of the living! We must protect the bloodline and foundation of the late emperor!"

On the quiet night, as the storm was about to come, he heard some weapons and swords intersecting with golden swords and jade breaks. Zhuang Wei listened for a while and said, "It should be the deposed Prince Xuan's mansion." Because Prince Xuan was the legitimate son, he gave the mansion house closer to the palace. After being deposed, there were no guards in his mansion, so he had to have some guards assigned by He Yue, who were selected as successors, with a higher voice and weaker strength.

Less than a day after He Yue's death, the battle for the throne opened the curtain, and He Yue's brothers, deposed Prince Xuan, opened the curtain.

Zhuang Weiyi seemed to see Feng Ran’s thoughts and said, “Don’t worry, Lord Ling will not let the deposed king be killed, let alone let the kings kill each other.”

Feng Ran bowed again and turned around and walked out of Zhuang Weiyi's small living room in the side courtyard. Zhuang Weiyi chased him out, grabbed Feng Ran's robe, lowered his voice and said, "Go to court with me tomorrow to proclaim the emperor, keep the blood and foundation of the late emperor! I beg you!" Climbing Feng Ran's robe, as if he was about to kneel down, Feng Ran quickly pulled Zhuang Weiyi, and returned to the small living room, and said, "To be honest, I can only live for another five years at most, he will go to the peace talks, just to go to Fei Jia for me to ask for a way to prolong my life."
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