"I will lead you to destroy this imperial food!" King Zhao held his sword and was about to lead the crowd to rush out.
Naturally, the generals hurriedly stopped him, and Meng Xian said: "The prince has a body of thousands of dollars, so he must not take any risks! You can just sit here for us and watch the young men fight for the prince!"
King Zhao made a show of protesting for a few times before nodding his head and saying: "That's fine, I am here in the Golden Palace, waiting for you to return in triumph!"
"Your Majesty, just wait and see!" Meng Xian and others bowed deeply to King Zhao, then rushed out with their weapons in hand.
Only King Zhao and a group of guards were left in the hall.
King Zhao paced back and forth with a irritated face, constantly sending people to inquire about the latest battle situation.
"Report! The enemy has captured the entire South China Sea. General Peng's army has retreated to Zhonghai and joined General Meng!"
"Your Majesty! The enemy troops took ships to outflank our army from the middle sea!"
"Your Majesty, there is another army attacking King Qin! They are the subordinates of Duke Cheng Guo!"
The successive bad news made King Zhao's expression become worse and worse. After struggling for a moment, he stopped, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
The guards were stunned on the spot, never expecting that His Highness King Zhao, who had been so impassioned just a moment ago that he wanted to live and die with his men, would actually run away in the blink of an eye.
"Don't you understand? We have been tricked!" King Zhao said with a dark face, not knowing who he was explaining to: "Zhu Zhanji escaped and ascended to heaven because Zhao Ying was useless, and the failure of the warrior camp was not an accident. The emperor was sent away
It’s not God’s blessing to come back, it’s someone operating all of this behind the scenes!”
"Ah!" The guards were stunned. They could not imagine that anyone else in the Ming Dynasty had such ability, and could manipulate the people of the Tian family, including the emperor, at their fingertips.
"Wang Xian!" King Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "He must be causing trouble!" Wei Wuque didn't respond for a long time, and King Zhao was already sure that something was wrong there.
If everything is Wang Xian's conspiracy, then if King Zhao still stays in Xiyuan, there is only one way to die!
After saying that, King Zhao turned around and left without looking back. The guards quickly followed, surrounded the prince and left the palace, disappearing into the rainy night...
In Xiyuan, the fierce battle continued until dawn. The Jinyi Guards and the right guards of the Fu army, together with the Chengguo army, finally defeated the resistance of Meng Xian and others. When the news came out that King Zhao had escaped, the officers and soldiers of King Zhao's army were like boiling soup.
Throwing snow, it disappeared without a trace.
The thunderstorm that had been falling all night finally stopped, and the fierce fighting in Xiyuan all night finally stopped. The beautiful royal gardens, usually decorated with carved railings and jade, were filled with the corpses of soldiers from both armies, and their blood was washed away by the rain and flowed into the culvert.
, gathered into the South China Sea, dyeing the entire Nanhai Lake a shocking red.
Only then did the Jin Yiwei let His Highness Taisun go ashore. Zhu Neng, Zhang Fu and others were waiting on the shore, and they all saluted His Highness Taisun.
Zhu Zhanji was in a very complicated mood and nodded solemnly. Then, surrounded by everyone, he walked through the corridor full of broken limbs and walked towards the dormitory.
There was still some distance from the dormitory hall when Taisun and others heard a cry coming from the hall. Zhu Zhanji immediately staggered and almost tripped over a threshold.
Zhu Neng and others on the side quickly supported him and choked in a low voice: "Your Highness, my condolences..."
Zhu Zhanji pushed away everyone in despair and staggered into the dormitory. At a glance, he saw Zhu Di lying on the wooden platform with death in his eyes...
"Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Zhanji let out a mournful cry, rushed to the wooden platform, leaned over and cried loudly.
As soon as he cried, Zhu Neng and others behind him naturally began to cry bitterly too. The cries penetrated the roof of the dormitory and shrouded the sky above Beijing...
The eunuch dressed in plain clothes climbed to the morning gate tower and rang the Jingyang Bell to announce the emperor's death. Immediately afterwards, the bells in Qingshou Temple, Baiyun Temple and other places also rang, and the bells reverberated throughout the city...
When the people in the capital woke up early in the morning, they found that the Dongchang fans in the streets had disappeared. They thought that the martial law that lasted for menstruation had finally been lifted. Before they could celebrate with their foreheads and hands, they heard the ringing of bells all over the city. The people looked at each other in confusion at first, and finally someone
After realizing it, he said, "The Emperor has passed away." Everyone was stunned...
The people who were born and raised in Beijing naturally cried bitterly as if they were mourning an heir. They were the people of King Yan. They watched him set off from here and ascend to the highest throne. Enjoying his continuous feedback, even the imperial capital moved to the north.
?,My feelings for Zhu Di are naturally extremely deep...
And those people from Jiangnan who were forced to move to Beijing by Zhu Di had to leave their hometown forever because of the emperor's order. They were ruined and their families were ruined. Naturally, they hated Zhu Di deeply. But after Zhu Di died, they still couldn't go back to their hometown. Even if they went back to their hometown,
, and they can't go back to their past life... When they heard the crying, these people also felt sad and burst into tears. They were not crying for the emperor, but for themselves...
Jishuitan, a large grain boat. Wang Xian sat quietly in the cabin, looking at the last words Yan Qing left for him. There was grief, regret, guilt, and determination in his eyes, but in the end, everything returned to calm, as deep as the deep
It's as calm as a lake.
On the bed next to him, Gu Xiaolian was sleeping soundly. She seemed to be awakened by the sound of bells and crying. Gu Xiaolian frowned slightly, opened her lips slightly, and whispered: "What's going on outside?"
"It's nothing..." Wang Xian replied subconsciously, and soon he woke up and looked at Gu Xiaolian with wide eyes.
Not hearing his answer, Gu Xiaolian asked again: "What's the sound?"
"Great! You can speak now..." Wang Xian put Gu Xiaolian in his arms, hugged him tightly, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Thank God, you can finally speak..."
"I can speak..." Gu Xiaolian finally came to his senses, her eyes filled with tears of joy, and she said in a trembling voice: "Master, I can speak!"
"Yes!" Wang Xian was afraid that everything was just his illusion, "Call me official a few more times, I haven't heard you in a long time..."
"Official, official, official..." Gu Xiaolian shouted one after another, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, the pear blossoms were dripping with rain, and they were so beautiful.
In order to help Gu Xiaolian recover, Wang Xian said tens of thousands of words on weekdays, but at this moment, he still felt that he had thousands of words that he wanted to express to her.
Gu Xiaolian had been holding it in for who knows how long, and couldn't wait to tell Wang Xian how scared she was when she left him, how lucky she was to be reunited with him, and how happy she had been in the past six months...
Just after saying a few words, Wu Wei's voice sounded outside the cabin: "Sir, it's time to enter the palace."
Gu Xiaolian had no choice but to stop talking, but Wang Xian said coldly: "There's no rush..."
After talking to Gu Xiaolian for half an hour to calm down his excitement, Wang Xian opened the cabin curtain and went outside to meet Wu Wei.
"There has been mourning in the palace. King Zhao escaped from the capital, met with the guards on the left and right sides of Yanshan, and retreated to Tongzhou." Wu Wei reported in a low voice.
Wang Xian nodded and said nothing. Wu Wei quickly put on the marquis python robe and black gauze for him.
On the shore, five hundred Jin Yiwei, wearing flying fish uniforms and carrying embroidered spring knives on their waists, lined up majestically in two teams.
When Wang Xian got off the boat, the two teams of uniformed guards knelt down on one knee in unison, looked at Wang Xian with feverish eyes, and shouted loudly: "Welcome to you, Your Majesty!"
Wang Xian nodded, got on the sedan, and was escorted by five hundred Jinyi guards to the gate of Xiyuan.
Although the Xiyuan Gate has been washed away, the traces of damage from the collision are still very obvious. At this moment, the palace gate is closed tightly, and the battlefield is obviously being cleaned up inside...
Outside the door, the ministers and officials gathered after hearing the sound of the bell. They knelt down and cried in the direction of the emperor's palace, but they just had to cry, and few of them were sincere. So as soon as Wang Xian arrived, the officials
When I found his sedan chair, I couldn't help but whisper to each other. The crying suddenly became much quieter and more chaotic...
Wang Xian got down from the sedan chair and walked to the gate of Xiyuan. He looked at the red gate with many gold nails peeled off and ignored the officials from beginning to end...
Someone had obviously been looking inside the door. When Wang Xian's figure appeared in front of the palace gate, the heavy Xiyuan Gate slowly opened, revealing a pool of red lake water...
Wang Xian then stepped into the Xiyuan. Wherever he passed, the guards all knelt down to greet him respectfully. No one responded, so he went straight into the palace where the white flags were fluttering...
Zhu Di's body had already been placed in the coffin. Considering the emperor's physical condition, the coffin had been prepared a long time ago, so etiquette would not have been lost due to the haste.
His Highness Taisun, who was completely clothed, knelt in front of the emperor's coffin and cried bitterly. But in fact, he had no time to grieve at all, and he was thinking fiercely in his heart whether to take out the imperial edict in his arms!
That is the imperial edict of succession written by Emperor Daxing, and it is guaranteed to be a fake one! As long as he takes it out, he will be the emperor of Ming Dynasty!
But there is another clause in the edict: Wang Xian must be killed before he can ascend the throne!
Zhu Zhanji had already seen clearly in his heart, and undoubtedly wanted to take out the edict! But taking a peek at the imperial guards inside and outside the palace, it was obvious that they were all loyal to Wang Xian. Would he dare to take it out?
'We have to test the British Duke and the others first...' Zhu Zhanji was making secret calculations when he suddenly noticed something moving behind him. When he looked back, he saw all the eunuch guards inside and outside the palace kneeling on the ground!
And all this happened just because that man arrived...
His Highness Taisun's heart skipped a beat. He understood that Wang Xian was demonstrating silently. If he dared to take out the edict, the consequences would be disastrous...
After Wang Xian came in, the crying in the hall suddenly stopped. It was not until he knelt down in front of the emperor's tomb, kowtowing again and again, that everyone remembered that they should continue to mourn...
'When the ministers arrive, I will show you the edict and see if he dares to openly risk the disapproval of the world!' There is no doubt that Wang Xian's performance hurt His Highness Taisun. As one of the sons and grandsons of the Daxing Emperor,
, the one who is most similar to Zhu Di, he also has the same emperor mentality as Naizu, "I can let the world down, and the people in the world can't let me down."
After a while, the ministers and ministers arrived, knelt down outside the emperor's palace, and burst into tears. The crying inside and outside the palace suddenly became several times louder!