Three days passed quickly, and Mei Luowu did not wait for the situation he wanted to see, even though he knew there would be no such situation.
During these three days, what Lan Zhi didn't understand was that Mei Luowu clearly said that he wanted to check something very important, but Mei Luowu didn't leave the house for three full days.
For the past three days, Mei Luowu has been sitting at the window in a daze every day. If he was not called to eat, he would remain motionless for a long time.
By the evening of the third day, Lan Zhi knew that she could not wait any longer.
The grain strategy failed and the emperor would not leave Yangzi, so the only thing left was a head-on confrontation on the battlefield.
It would be meaningless for Mr. Mei to stay in Yangzi City. On the battlefield, Mr. Mei is even more needed to strategize.
Just as she was about to go in to remind her, Mei Luowu suddenly stood up, standing up violently.
He hadn't washed himself in three days. He looked quite slovenly and his hair was a little disheveled.
He looked at Lan Zhi, suddenly walked over quickly, and grabbed Lan Zhi's shoulders.
"I thought of it, I finally thought of it!"
Mei Luowu's eyes were bloodshot, but at this moment, there was no sign of fatigue, only excitement.
"I thought of it!"
He walked back and forth, shouting the same thing.
Lan Zhi asked: "What exactly did you think of, sir?"
Mei Luowu said: "If my guess is true, then the general's plan may have to change, and we may have to leave Guzhu and go to Geling!"
Lan Zhi asked: "What exactly did you think of, sir? Tell me quickly."
Mei Luowu: "If I can really guess it, if we go to Geling, we can cut off the emperor's retreat!"
Lan Zhi was anxious: "What exactly are you going to say, sir?"
Mei Luowu: "The emperor wants to retire!"
Lan Zhi was startled by these words.
She didn't believe it.
"How is it possible? The emperor spent more than twenty years to eradicate his opponents. He did so many things and killed so many people to stabilize the court. At this time, he has no opponents except our general. How could he
Retreat?"
Lan Zhi shook her head: "I don't believe it. Judging from the emperor's desire to take power, it is impossible for him to abdicate."
She looked at Mei Luowu's huge blood-red eyes: "Besides, even if the emperor wants to abdicate, who can he give it to?"
Mei Luowu said: "There is someone, there must be someone, but this person needs us to go to Geling to investigate."
He walked back and forth in the room excitedly, as if he had been hit by something dirty, which was completely different from him.
"Although I'm not sure, I already have a guess in my mind."
Mei Luowu looked at Lan Zhi and said, "Have I told you before that the emperor had a younger brother who died young?"
Lan Zhi nodded and said, "Sir did say that."
Mei Luowu said: "This is the younger brother!"
Lan Zhi asked: "But everyone knows that the emperor's younger brother died when he was young."
"No, definitely not!"
Mei Luowu said: "Although it sounds unbelievable and you don't believe it, even the general may not believe it, but I am certain that the emperor will abdicate."
He said anxiously: "The emperor is tired."
Lan Zhi frowned. She felt that it was not the emperor who was tired, but Mr. Mei who was so tired that he was already thinking and talking nonsense.
Mei Luowu said: "I understand this feeling, just like myself. I often think that after I finish helping the general, I will go to the place I have always wanted to live in seclusion and live the most ordinary life. Although,
Just thinking about it, but I have had such thoughts."
Although Lan Zhi felt it was a bit hurtful, she still had to remind Mei Luowu.
She said: "But Mr. Mei is Mr. Mei, and the emperor is the emperor. They are different."
Mei Luowu said: "It's nothing different. He worked so hard to stabilize the country and eliminate powerful officials, just to pave the way for his younger brother."
His blood-red eyes were full of light.
He said: "This younger brother should be Xin Yanque from Shangyang Palace!"
Lan Zhi became even more panicked. She really felt that Mr. Mei was obsessed with thinking about the problem.
Just like those who practice martial arts, they will go crazy when practicing.
She supported Mei Luowu and said nervously: "We can stay out of the city tonight, sir, have a good sleep, and we can find a way out of the city tomorrow."
Mei Luowu shook his head: "I can't sleep, I definitely can't sleep. I discovered such a shocking secret, how can I possibly sleep?"
Others were a little confused, walking back and forth in the room in a hurry.
After a while, he suddenly walked quickly towards the desk.
"I want to write a letter to the general. I must inform the general of this matter."
He sat down and kept talking to himself.
"The emperor's younger brother died at a young age, but how could the emperor so coincidentally find a child who looked very similar to his younger brother in Shangyang Palace?"
"This is why Xin Yanque won the favor of the emperor, and also received the devoted teachings of the master."
Mei Luowu said: "If I guess correctly, then everything will be explained."
He was anxious to write a letter, but when he picked up the pen, his hand was trembling.
Lan Zhi walked up to Mei Luowu and pressed her hand on Mei Luowu's shoulder, trying to calm him down.
"Sir, have you ever thought about it, even if Xin Yanque is the emperor's younger brother, and the emperor abdicates the throne in favor of him, will everyone in the world believe that? And all the civil and military officials will agree?"
Lan Zhi said seriously: "The Emperor doesn't have that kind of character. If he were, he wouldn't kill so many brothers. If he were, he wouldn't be so cruel to the royal family."
Mei Luowu said: "If he is not ruthless and he doesn't strike, who will?"
He looked at Lan Zhi, and there was a terrifying light in those eyes, which were eerie and very bright.
He said: "The emperor knew that no one could do it except him. His younger brother could not have such a heart, so he helped his younger brother get everything done in advance! When the new emperor ascends the throne, he must implement benevolent governance, not
Killing people like hemp."
Lan Zhi: "Sir, I beg you, please go and have a rest."
Mei Luowu shook his head: "Don't think I'm crazy. I know what I said is hard to convince you, but it must be true."
Lan Zhi: "If I believe you, sir, you should rest for a while before writing a letter to the general. After all, if you want to send the letter out, you have to wait until it is late at night and there is still time."
Mei Luowu shook her head repeatedly and said, "No, no, no, I want to write now."
His hand holding the pen began to tremble more and more violently. It was an excitement that could not be expressed in words.
So much so that when he put pen to paper, the words were all crooked.
"You write it for me."
Mei Luowu stood up suddenly and pulled Lan Zhi to sit down: "Quick, let me speak and you write."
Lan Zhi had no choice but to sit down, thinking that she had to let Mr. Mei rest for a while anyway.
Mr. Mei has reached this point of confusion. If he continues to think about it, something may really happen.
"you listen to me."
Mei Luowu said: "Write down every word I said without omitting anything...cough cough cough."
As soon as he said this, he suddenly coughed violently, and then coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
When Lan Zhi saw him like this, how could she let him continue to think, so she stood up and supported him.
"Yes, and Lin Ye."
Mei Luowu said eagerly: "Why does the emperor treat Lin Ye so specially? It's for the reason you mentioned just now."
He said: "The emperor is hiding not his son, but his younger brother, but the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will definitely not agree to it, will not believe it, and will even oppose it."
"The emperor needs a young man who has a lot of troops, is extremely powerful, has nothing to do with any major families, and cannot be influenced by any aristocratic family to handle this matter."
“Suppress resistance with force!”
He looked at Lan Zhi: "The emperor wants to ask for help from others, so he is so kind to Lin Ye. He needs a young man like Lin Ye to help him stabilize the situation in that special period. If someone is unstable, he needs
Lin Ye killed someone!"
Speaking of this, Mei Luowu spat out a mouthful of blood again because she was so excited.
Lan Zhi did not dare to delay any longer and slapped Mei Luowu on the back of the neck, knocking Mei Luowu unconscious.
She helped Mei Luowu to lie down on the bed, and then let out a heavy breath.
Looking at the face that was still distorted with excitement and excitement even in a coma, Lan Zhi felt a little distressed.
Mr. Mei is really obsessed.
Not to mention that Lan Zhi didn't believe what she said just now, she thought, when Mr. Mei wakes up, he probably won't believe what she said, or even couldn't believe what she said.
Will the emperor abdicate?
How is that possible.
Will a man who is ruthless and murderous, killing almost half of the royal family in order to consolidate his imperial power, abdicate?
And give way to his younger brother instead of his son?
It’s not that a madman can’t think of this kind of thing, and it’s not that a madman can’t believe this kind of thing.
This battle is the emperor's last battle. If he defeats the general, then the emperor can rest easy.
Next, the emperor only had to do one thing... give birth to a son.
Mr. Mei went crazy because he couldn't think of the answer and couldn't understand what the emperor was doing.
Mr. Mei's twisted look just now really scared Lan Zhi.
She helped Mei Luowu cover the quilt, stood up and went to the door, and told her servants: "No one can disturb your husband's rest without my permission. He is really too tired."
The subordinates agreed one after another. They had heard Mr. Mei's hurried voice just now, but they were in the yard and could not hear clearly.
If they all heard clearly, they would have the same reaction as Lan Zhi, thinking that Mr. Mei was really crazy.
"I'm going to make some soothing medicine for my husband. You guys should guard the door. In addition, send someone out of the city tonight to inform the young master that your husband will postpone his departure until tomorrow night."
After saying this, Lan Zhi walked into the kitchen, where she wanted to boil some medicine for Mei Luowu.
She was very scared, really scared. Zhujie had just died. If Mr. Mei went crazy again, she might also collapse.
She knew that Zhujie's death was a big blow to Mr. Mei, but he had always tried not to say anything.
Zhujie's death made Mr. Mei regretful and guilty. These may be the causes of Mr. Mei's madness.
She sat there, watching the fire burning, her eyes a little confused and scared.
She was asking herself, why did she do this all these years?
The flames were jumping from moment to moment, and her thoughts were also jumping from moment to moment.
Suddenly, fear appeared in her eyes again.
She thought...will Mr. get what he deserves?
The general said that if great things are accomplished in the future, you will be the prime minister of the new dynasty, and the governance of the world will be handed over to you.
Sir, you can flex your muscles and truly use the world as a chess game and all the people as chess pieces.
What about Wanyu Tower? What about those big families who are also eyeing the position of this powerful minister?
Is it really Mr. Mei that the general is relying on?