Cui Zheng stood in front of the dragon couch and looked at the emperor.
The emperor is no longer sitting and playing the harp as before. He is slumped on the dragon couch. With his pale face and bright red blood, no one would think that he is sleeping, but thinking about new songs...
The eunuchs knelt on the ground, and the imperial doctors also knelt on the ground. They did not enter the palace again before the officials Cui Zheng arrived.
"What are you waiting for!" an official shouted with a trembling voice, "go see your majesty quickly! Go and treat your majesty quickly!"
The imperial doctors then got up and stumbled forward to surround the emperor...
Cui Zheng knew what they were waiting for. Ordinary people knew the emperor was dead at a glance, and the imperial doctors knew it even more.
The emperor has passed away.
If there were no officials present, even the imperial doctors would not get involved in such a matter of the sky falling.
No one in the whole Great Xia thought about the day when the emperor died. Although the emperor was already very old, Cui Zheng looked at the emperor's face. This face was like a withered flower. When did your majesty become so old? Cui Zheng felt a little confused.
No more emperor.
"Master Xiang." Several imperial doctors made a random inspection and then leaned on the ground and choked, "Your Majesty, he has passed away."
Although everyone had already guessed it, I could actually hear the whole hall being in an uproar as he knelt down and cried loudly.
Cui Zheng shouted loudly to stop the uproar.
"How did your Majesty die?" he shouted.
Although the emperor was very old, he could spend a day swimming in the lake of Haitang Palace singing, dancing and drinking. The palace was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the smell of women's powder, the fragrance of fine wines and delicacies, but never the smell of medicine.
During festivals and holidays, the prince was rarely taken out of the East Palace to attend banquets and sit with the emperor. The emperor was more like a son.
The emperor could not have died of illness, but it would be better if the emperor died of illness now.
The imperial doctors knelt on the ground shaking like chaff: "Your Majesty, yes, poisoned."
There was dead silence in the palace.
A thumping sound of head hitting the ground was heard immediately.
"We don't know." The eunuchs knelt on the ground, crying, shouting, and even fainting. "His Majesty rarely lets us wait around."
"Do you know that it's not you who have the final say?" An official shouted angrily, "The criminal department will investigate."
After questioning, he couldn't find anything. Cui Zheng looked at the medicine bowl and wine glass rolling down on the dragon bed, and the brown-red juice scattered around. He walked over and leaned over to dip his hand in it, and his fingers were bright red.
He was very familiar with this. It was originally meant to be fed to Concubine Luo Guifei, a unique beauty drink in the palace. It was inevitable that some poisons that could kill people were hidden in the palace.
Of course, it was with the emperor's permission that these poisons could be kept secretly. If the eunuchs could get them, so could the emperor.
There were mixed cries, shouts and inquiries in the hall.
"....Your Majesty won't let us be around."
"...We can only come here if we deliver food and medicine."
"....There is no suspicious person approaching this Haitang Palace...."
"...Come, come, come, capture them all, capture everyone in Haitang Palace."
The steps are chaotic and outward and inward.
"Okay!" Cui Zheng said. The clutter in the hall overwhelmed his voice, so he raised his voice and said, "Okay!"
The palace became quiet, and everyone looked over. Cui Zheng knelt in front of the dragon couch and turned his back to them, looking at the emperor.
"Your Majesty followed the imperial concubine on his own," he said.
Now the palace is no longer in full power, but under his control. He can be sure that no one who is staying with the emperor wants to or dares to kill the emperor.
The only person who can kill the emperor is the emperor himself.
It becomes clearer when you look at this glass of wine.
He held the wine glass and looked at the bright red color remaining in it. The veins in the hand holding the wine glass popped out: "Your Majesty, for this woman, you sacrificed me and other subjects and Daxia."
He dropped the wine glass to the ground, causing it to shatter and splash, and the sharp fragments left blood spots on his face.
"Luo Shi, disaster for the country!"
The whole hall fell to their knees and sobbed.
.....
.....
The imperial guards surrounded Haitang Palace, and the eunuchs and imperial doctors were also guarded. The noise in the palace had dispersed, leaving only solemnity.
"Prime Minister, please invite the prince to the palace quickly." An official choked and said, "A country cannot live without a king for a day."
Especially now.
Cui Zheng stood in front of the dragon couch, looking at the emperor who had been laid down flat. He simply wiped the blood on his face, but did not change his clothes or hair.
"We can't invite the prince to the palace to be the king." He said, "The prince is too entangled with Ankangshan and the Luo family to convince everyone."
Most of the concubines in the prince's womb were sent by the Luo family, and the prince's daughters were married to Ankang Mountain.
"Then he is also your Majesty's crown prince. His concubines and daughters are all outsiders, so he should be given up as soon as he is given up." An official said.
Cui Zheng turned around and looked at everyone: "The most important thing is that the prince is dying."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. The prince's poor health was known throughout Daxia and almost forgotten by everyone. When Ankang Mountain rebelled and Luo's family was confiscated, the East Palace was specially besieged by soldiers, so everyone knew about the news about the East Palace.
I don't know, and I don't want to know.
The prince actually wants to...
"What should we do? This?" There was a buzz in the hall.
Cui Zheng said: "We will keep the news of His Majesty's death secret for the time being. Please quickly invite King Zhao to come to the capital. When King Zhao comes to the capital, we will announce it to the world."
King Zhao was also their chosen one, and there was a buzz of discussion in the palace.
"But, can you keep it a secret for so long?" an official asked.
King Zhao is far away from the capital, and it takes some time to get there.
"Your Majesty has never gone to court." Cui Zheng said, "If he doesn't show up, no one will doubt him. Moreover, the imperial city is now guarded by our soldiers and horses. As long as we want to..."
His words were interrupted by a commotion outside. The sound of footsteps, the sound of weapons, and the sound of shouting stung his eardrums.
"stop!"
"Be bold!"
"Don't go any further, otherwise we..."
Otherwise, nothing would happen. The closed palace door was knocked open, and a tall figure stood at the door surrounded by cold light.
"What are you doing?" Wu Ya'er asked.
There was a moment of dead silence in the hall and then chaos. The officials stepped back, revealing Cui Zheng in front of them.
"You! How did you get in!" Cui Zheng shouted with anger and annoyance, his face turned livid.
Wu Ya'er didn't answer him, but stepped in. The long knife hanging on his waist collided with his long legs, and he came in without even pulling out the knife.
How could the layers of troops and the high palace walls stop him? Moreover, half of the people in the palace died in his hands. He stayed with the emperor in the palace for some time.
Although he is not in the palace, how can he hide what happened in the palace? And if he wants to come in, who can stop him?
Cui Zheng had to admit this fact.
Wu Ya'er passed over the officials and stood in front of the dragon couch in silence for a moment.
"You still forced His Majesty to death," he said.
This crime would be infamy for eternity. The officials immediately shouted, retorting and questioning with anger, grievance and excitement, and their voices filled the hall.
Cui Zheng stopped again. There was no anger or questioning on his face. He looked at Wu Ya'er with a somewhat complicated expression. Although the word "forced to death" was not nice to hear, it was not the same as killing the emperor, a crime that has been nailed down in history books.
the same.
Wu Ya'er did not falsely accuse them of killing the emperor, although he could have done so.
"Your Majesty was killed by Luo Shi." Cui Zheng said coldly, and continued to speak without waiting for Wu Ya'er to speak, "Please ask General Wu to guard the imperial city. The news of your Majesty's death cannot be spread. It will be announced after King Zhao comes to the capital.
"
This is about cooperating with Wu Ya'er, asking for his help, and handing over the imperial city to him. The officials looked at each other, and now they can only do this.
Wu Ya'er did not accept or object, and looked a little thoughtful: "King Zhao?"
This country bumpkin doesn't even know who King Zhao is, right? Cui Zheng patiently explained the identity of King Zhao simply: "When His Majesty was held hostage by Quan Hai, he handed over his hand stamp. I had someone take it to King Zhao and invite him to the capital. Later, His Majesty was safe.
King Zhao Zhongxiao followed the rules of making a king and did not come to the capital, but my people have been guarding King Zhao in Yizhou. At this time, I should pick up..."
Before he finished speaking, someone else rushed in from outside. They were two guards holding a man in ordinary clothes.
The man's legs could no longer walk, his body was stained with blood, and his head kept shaking as he walked, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Cui Zheng recognized this person at a glance and shouted Cui Cheng in surprise.
The officials came to their senses and discovered that Cui Cheng was Cui Zheng's nephew and was sent to Yizhou.
"Uncle!" Cui Cheng was startled by the shout and raised his head. His face was also blurred with blood. He tried hard to see the person in front of him. He recognized Cui Zheng and immediately shouted, "Go quickly, the Ankang Mountain bandits are laying siege to Yizhou."
!King Zhao is in danger!”
There was an uproar in the hall instantly.
"How can it be!"
"This thief!"
"Quick, save King Zhao."
There were shouts, Cui Zheng turned around and grabbed Wu Ya'er: "General Wudu, please quickly lead people to rescue King Zhao!"
Wu Ya'er passed him and walked out of the palace, but Cui Zheng's hand immediately fell away.
"General Wudu! General Wudu!"
The shouts of inquiries and arrangements were chaotic in his ears, and then fell behind him, and then became noisy and unclear. Wu Ya'er's footsteps became faster and faster. He did not listen to Cui Zheng's words, nor did he want to save King Zhao. When he heard
When the Ankang Mountain Bandits besieged Yizhou, there was only one name in his heart and ears, Mrs. Wu.
His ears were buzzing and his heart was beating like a drum.
She, she went to Dou County, and there was a war in Dou County.
She, she used the people to build troops and rebelled in Ankang Mountain.
She borrowed three thousand soldiers and horses to go to Yizhou and Ankang Mountain to besiege King Zhao.
Every time, every time, there is a response to what she does, what the hell is this woman!
"General Wudu!"
The shouts were like thunder, Wu Ya'er stopped and found that he had walked outside the palace gate. The Zhenwu Army was surrounded by soldiers and horses with a fierce momentum. The soldiers and horses surrounding Zhenwu Army were frightened.
And on the streets far away from these soldiers and horses, there were countless people watching cautiously.
He looked in front of him and in the distance, raised his head, put his hands to his mouth, and said in a bright and high-pitched voice: "The emperor has passed away."