Wan Qizhao walked to the dragon bed, stood aside respectfully, and called softly, "Father,"
On the dragon bed, Emperor Zong's face had turned sallow, and his cheeks and eye sockets were sunken. After hearing Wan Qizhao's cry, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Lao Liu, you are here." His hands were weak.
He raised his head and pointed to the side, "Sit down."
"Yes," Wan Qizhao sat next to him and said with a worried look, "Father, are you feeling better now?"
"I dreamed about the late Emperor last night." Emperor Zong didn't seem to hear his question, but was immersed in his own memories. "He told me that good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Whatever karma you plant, you will be rewarded."
There are corresponding fruits waiting for you." Emperor Zong's voice was very soft, almost like whispering.
A trace of strangeness flashed across Wan Qizhao's face, but it was fleeting. He threw himself next to Emperor Zong emotionally, "Father, you must take care of the dragon body. A country cannot be without a king for a day, and children and ministers can all be together."
I hope you can come to court and take charge of the overall situation as soon as possible."
His somewhat cloudy eyes slowly met his anxiety, "Lao Liu, I don't have much time left, so you should be prepared." In one sentence, Wan Qizhao already understood him without having to explain too much.
the meaning of.
"Father, please don't say that," Wan Qizhao's eyes turned red.
"Okay, let's go down, I want to rest." Emperor Zong waved his hand and slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that he was very tired after saying so many words.
"Yes, I'm going to retire," Wan Qizhao glanced at the Emperor reluctantly before slowly retreating.
After about a cup of tea, Emperor Zong's slightly closed eyes opened again. They were bright and clear, and the turbidity had subsided. He reluctantly sat up, raised his body, and ordered to the little eunuch next to him, "Go and fetch King Qing."
Find it for me, remember, don’t let anyone see it.”
"Your Majesty," the young eunuch responded smartly.
Not long after, Wan Qiqing appeared in Emperor Zong's palace.
"My sons and ministers see my father."
Emperor Zong, wearing only a bright yellow tunic, stood in front of the couch and looked at his son opposite. "Fourth, do you hold grudges against me?"
Wan Qiqing frowned slightly and did not answer. Although it was a sentence without beginning or end, he understood the meaning. Because he understood, he could not answer.
Emperor Zong smiled softly, "I must hate it in my heart." The nonchalant tone made Wan Qiqing raise his head in surprise. Originally, it was abnormal to announce his entry into the palace at this time, but when he suddenly asked such a question, he felt in his heart
Doubts are getting worse.
"That's right, among you brothers, I have favored Lao Liu the most since I was a child. Because he is so much like me," Emperor Zong still held his hands and stood there, with a dignified air that came from fear, even though he was not wearing any clothes.
The dragon robe also makes people feel fearful.
The wrinkles between Wan Qiqing's eyebrows deepened. Is his father going to have a showdown with him?
"His acting style and coldness are simply a replica of mine. Including, in order to obtain the throne as soon as possible and snatch back the Dragon Girl, he would not hesitate to... poison me."
Emperor Zong's words surprised Wan Qiqing, and he raised his head suddenly, "What, was he the one who administered the poison?" Since Emperor Zong had been ill for several days and still couldn't find the cause, he had long suspected that Emperor Zong was poisoned.
Someone was poisoned and they were investigated secretly. The person with the least suspicion was Wan Qizhao, because his father's throne was supposed to be passed on to him. In vain, he had always thought that it was Wan Qijing who sent someone to do it.
Shocked by his gaffe, Wan Qiqing lowered his head in annoyance.
"Haha," Emperor Zong smiled carelessly, "I am very familiar with this kind of poison. This is the poison I gave to Lao Qi back then. When a person feels unwell, it is actually a terminal illness, and there is no solution.
." Emperor Zong said in an understatement, as if he had seen through life and death, "I didn't expect that the person who poisoned him would be him. In fact, the first person I suspected was you." There was a trace of light in Wan Qiqing's eyes.
Guilt.
"Even if it is what I want to win, I will not use this method." Wan Qiqing replied calmly and grandly.
"Well," Emperor Zong nodded, walked to the dragon table, picked up a very brightly colored jade scroll, and threw it to him, "I gave this to you."
When Wan Qiqing took it over and saw the pattern printed on the brocade silk, he already had some guesses, but he still couldn't believe it. He looked at the Emperor in confusion, "Father..."
"Consider this as my compensation for you over the years."
Slowly unfolding the imperial edict, and after seeing the content inside, Wan Qiqing's eyes widened suddenly, "This is..."
Emperor Zong approached him and patted his shoulder, "Fourth, I have wronged you all these years. Don't bear grudges against your father. Help me to keep this Qisa. I believe you have this ability."
That night, no one knew what Wan Qiqing and Emperor Zong were talking about. He didn't see him leaving until the sky turned white.
Emperor Zong was the only one left in Nuo Da's room. The scenes of what had happened before flashed before his eyes. How he was jealous of the emperor's younger brother, how he framed him in the end, and even took over his concubine and poisoned him.
His son... Now, he is poisoned by his own son. Is this retribution?
I hope it's not too late to do this...
When the eunuch came to the room, Emperor Zong was sleeping peacefully there. He called several times but got no response. The little eunuch bravely put his finger under his nose and suddenly shouted.
Emperor Zong passed away.
After receiving the news, Wan Qizhao was completely shocked. Impossible, he could not die so early. According to the speed of the spread of the virus, he could last at least one month. And this month is enough for him to coax out the passing position.
Zhao Shu. He angrily called for the spy who had been placed next to Emperor Zong. When he learned that Wan Qiqing had appeared after he left last night, his face instantly turned pale.
Father knows everything.
Emperor Zong passed away, and the whole country mourned. After attending his funeral ceremony, everyone turned their attention to the vacant throne. But Wan Qifan jumped out at this time, claiming that the elders were in order, and that he was the eldest son. This throne
He should sit down by himself. The ministers who supported him in the court responded immediately.
But Wan Qijing stood there calmly, quite aloof. However, several ministers behind him immediately raised objections, saying that in terms of strategy and courage, King Jing was unworthy of the throne.
Two choices.
Wan Qiqing watched all this with a cold eye and took a careful note of the ministers who jumped out from the two factions.
Surprisingly, Wan Qizhao did not appear.
When Wan Qiqing invited the Zong Emperor's announcement of the throne, everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, the Zong Emperor had set up such a fascinating array, and after picking and choosing, he still chose King Qing to pass the throne.
The ministers who had been following King Qing earlier immediately burst into smiles and shouted long live happily. Wan Qifan didn't believe it at all, and angrily openly questioned it in the court, and was finally kicked out by Wan Qiqing. Wan Qifan
Jing glanced at the people above him and bowed down first, "I will see you, Your Majesty." This bow was equivalent to stating his position. He was a brother before, but now he is a monarch and his minister. He knew his thoughts clearly.
After the enthronement ceremony, Wan Qiqing had officially moved into the palace and named Mrs. Mei as Concubine Mei. From the beginning to the end, she was the only woman by his side. Even after the new emperor ascended the throne, he had to select beauties from all over the country to enter the palace.
His routine was also canceled by him. He always thought of that person in his heart, and only she could sit in the queen's seat.
Shortly after he ascended the throne, Wan Qizhao asked someone to come and give him a memorial, saying that he suddenly felt unwell and wanted to leave Jiangcheng to rest somewhere else.
Wan Qiqing knew what he meant. Although he and Wan Qijing would be a disaster in the future, he couldn't get rid of the two brothers when he first took the throne of God. This would definitely be true. So he simply let him go.
His intention was accurate. In fact, sufficient manpower had been assigned to monitor the two of them secretly.
However, the most important thing at the moment is the battle with the Tiandu Kingdom. Although their father is dead, the grudge between them and Uncle Mo is still unresolved. Moreover, annexing the Tiandu Kingdom is what he must complete. Only in this way can he achieve the ultimate goal.
He took a strong stance to destroy Yanbei Kingdom and take her back.
Wan Qiqing, who was dressed in a dragon robe, showed a kingly domineering attitude in his perseverance. After accepting the worship of hundreds of officials, he immediately began to handle the affairs of the court.
After the morning court, she returned to the palace. Concubine Mei had already been waiting outside. When she saw him coming back, she saluted with a smile and said, "I see you, Your Majesty."
"What's the matter?" As if he was a little tired, Wan Qiqing walked in without stopping at all. Concubine Mei immediately followed behind, "I saw that the emperor has been busy with state affairs in recent days, so I specially ordered someone to stew ginseng.
Soup."
"Well, let's leave it there," Wan Qiqing sat directly next to the dragon case, took the memorial and read it attentively.
"Yes, then... I will retire." She is not a woman who does not know how to advance or retreat. Wan Qiqing's attitude is obviously that she does not want to talk more. She will only be annoying if she stays here any longer.
After taking a look at his tiredness and hard work, she could only tell herself secretly that at this time, when the new emperor ascended the throne, he had many things to deal with and had no time to pay attention to other things. As the only mistress of the entire harem, she should be content.
Although, she knew that everything he did was for other women. If deceiving herself would make her feel better, she would be willing to learn to deceive herself.
Wan Qiqing, who was reading the memorial, suddenly raised his head and shouted away the eunuchs on both sides, "You guys go down first."
After all the eunuchs had exited, a man dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat was already standing next to him quietly, "Sha Wu, see the emperor." The person in front of him was the emperor after all, and Sha Wu knelt down on one knee.
"Get up." Wan Qiqing asked solemnly, "How's the inquiry going?"
Sha Wujiang knelt down and said in a deep voice, "My subordinates are incompetent and have never been able to detect any clues about the stars."
"You can't even find out?" Wan Qiqing was slightly surprised, "Are the stars really so mysterious?" In the legend, he only has information about how to unify the grasslands, if there are rumors about the powerful Yanbei Kingdom, and no personal information at all.
Sha Wu didn't answer, but just knelt on the ground.
Sighing softly, "Get up, continue the investigation, and be sure to find him."
"Yes," Sha Wu cupped his fists and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Shortly after Sha Wu left, another person appeared in the room. He didn't kneel down when he saw Wan Qiqing. He just handed over the letter in his hand, "News from Yanbei Kingdom."
Wan Qiqing was not surprised and had no intention of punishing him. After receiving the letter, he unfolded it. At first glance, his face changed color and asked, "Is this true?"
"She's already confirmed." The visitor's voice was very sure.