Chapter 1532 Chapter 837
"You...you pervert..."
The emperor gritted his teeth and glared at Han Lingfu fiercely, his right hand gripping the opponent's wrist even harder, as if he wanted to vent the monstrous hatred in his heart, his face twisted like a ghost, "Come on, put...
Han Lingfu turned pale in shock. Without thinking, he covered the emperor's mouth and nose with his left hand, and said incoherently: "Father, you have misunderstood, my son did not... son did not..."
He didn't want to harm his father!
"Reverse... um..."
How could the emperor at this time still hear this, he struggled desperately, his bloodshot eyes bulging out, full of anger.
Han Lingfu had no doubt that as long as he let go, his father would kill him!
Han Lingfu's mind was in chaos.
What should he do? !
Either you die or I die, he seems to have only one way to go...
Han Lingfu's eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes were moist...
The emperor seemed to feel something and struggled even more, and the strength of Han Lingfu's men was also stronger, and the emperor could not move with the help of the strength of his body...
"Father..." Why didn't you listen to Erchen's explanation!
Han Lingfu looked at the emperor sadly and helplessly, feeling like he was standing on a single-plank bridge over the abyss, the cold wind was blowing, and there seemed to be an invisible force behind him pushing him forward step by step Walk……
Behind him are countless evil ghosts stretching out their wrists from the yellow spring to drag him down. Only by walking forward can he find a chance of survival.
No one can know about this, he can't be stained with any stains, and he has to ascend to the position of supremacy!
Once this incident is exposed, he is the traitor who murdered the emperor, he will no longer have the original glory, and his life will no longer be possible!
Do not! Do not! Do not!
Han Lingfu's eyes are getting more and more dazed, more and more crazy, he doesn't accept fate, he won't accept fate!
No matter how many obstacles fate creates in front of him, he will not accept it!
Han Lingfu subconsciously tightened his arms, pushing harder and harder...
Unconsciously, the emperor's eyes gradually became slack, his struggle became smaller and smaller, and only his feet were still twitching slightly.
Death is getting closer and closer...
Is he really going to die here, at the hands of his own son? !
how come? !
He is the Son of Heaven, and he was ordered by Heaven, how could he just die like this!
The breathless emperor wriggled like a fish thrown ashore until the last moment of suffocation...
Thick darkness enveloped him...
The emperor's eyes widened unwillingly, and finally he was as motionless as a dead fish.
But Han Lingfu still held the emperor's mouth and nose tightly for a long time...
He seemed to suddenly realize something, jumped up suddenly, and the palm of the emperor's right wrist slipped down.
There was a dead silence in the room, only the candles in the octagonal palace lanterns were dancing.
Han Lingfu stared blankly at the emperor on the dragon couch. The emperor's eyes were almost stared to the extreme, his pupils were dark, his face was pale, bloodless white, a white symbol of death...
Han Lingfu felt a chill in his heart, and could not help but whispered, "Father..."
The emperor did not respond, motionless.
Han Lingfu's eyes widened and he gasped violently.
"Huh...huh..."
After a while, he calmed down a little, he slowly leaned over, and then slowly stretched out his left hand, trembling like a sieve, and placed it under the emperor's nose...
Han Lingfu's face was instantly pale, like an emperor on a dragon couch. The father and son stared at each other, one alive and the other dead.
He was sure that the emperor was out of breath!
The emperor is dead!
Han Lingfu looked at his hands and the small porcelain jar in his right hand in disbelief.
He killed his father with his own hands!
This is the sin of murdering a father and murdering a king, and the sin is unforgivable!
"Huh...huh..."
Thinking of this, Han Lingfu let out another hurried breath, staggered back two steps, his eyes fell on the emperor's corpse again, and he muttered: "Father, I don't want to..."
Yes, he didn't want to either!
If the father is willing to listen to him, if the father is willing to take a step back, then how can things develop to this point...
He was forced, he was helpless!
Han Lingfu was flustered and at a loss for a while, his chaotic brain couldn't think at all, and his own heartbeat and gasping echoed in his ears.
But in the blink of an eye, he was already sweating profusely, and the whole coat on his body was soaked through, as if he was picked up from the water.
There was a voice in his heart saying that he had to be calm, he couldn't sit still... He had to find a way to lead the way!
There was a thick haze in his eyes, getting darker and darker, and suddenly he thought of something, and there was a look in his eyes again, strange and cruel.
If so...you can kill two birds with one stone!
People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.
Some things are predestined by God, and he can't blame him.
In the room, the breathing gradually calmed down, the footsteps sounded, and then it fell into a dead silence, silent, only the candlelight kept jumping...
After a while, there was another sound of footsteps, this time from outside the house, followed by the sound of a small servant saluting.
The visitor responded and continued to walk inside.
When the door curtain was lifted from the outside, an old woman wearing a black auspicious and dark-patterned bei walked in unhurriedly, her sharp eyes quickly looked around for a week, and then fell on the dragon couch. On the closed emperor.
It was Yong Yang who came.
Yong Yang frowned slightly, there was no one beside the emperor to serve, but in recent years, the emperor's temper has become more and more bad, and his suspicion has become heavier...
"Emperor." Yong Yang called softly, walking slowly, not sure whether the emperor fell asleep or was dozing off.
The emperor on the dragon couch did not move at all, and seemed to be asleep.
"Emperor..." Yong Yang called out again, walking even closer, the sleeping emperor was less than two feet away from her.
The emperor closed his eyes tightly and did not move.
Is the emperor asleep? !
Yong Yang hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should quit. But there was another voice in my heart saying that something was wrong...
After the canonization ceremony of the prince, the emperor came to the princess' mansion and asked her to help protect Dayu Jiangshan. She agreed...for Dayu Jiangshan, for the crown prince. These days, in order to rebuild the military system, she went to the palace at this time every day to discuss with the emperor.
The emperor knew that she was coming, why did he fall asleep? !
And slept so peacefully.
This is not like the emperor!
Yong Yang's brows furrowed even tighter, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the emperor, his heart sank.
The emperor's face was too pale, so pale that there was no blood, no anger, he looked like a puppet that had lost his soul...
Yong Yang had fought on the battlefield for many years, and had seen tens of thousands of dead people... She stared at the emperor's motionless nose, and a certain possibility emerged in her mind.
Could it be that……
Yong Yang's pupils shrank sharply.
For most of her life, she has witnessed the demise of the previous dynasty, witnessed the heroes fighting the world together, witnessed the rise of Dayu, and witnessed Dayu step by step into the abyss...
The old friend is gone, leaving her alone.
She thought that she had practiced that Mount Tai had collapsed and her color remained unchanged, but at this moment she had to be moved by the conjecture in her heart.
Yong Yang walked towards the emperor step by step, almost with difficulty, but he still walked to the dragon's couch firmly.
In just a few short steps, she had already confirmed the guess in her heart.
The emperor is dead!
Without testing the emperor's breath or pulse, Yong Yang could be sure of this.
Yong Yang looked at the emperor on the dragon couch, and there were thousands of complicated emotions in his heart.
Her nephew, Dayu's second-generation emperor, went so quietly...
Yong Yang stood still, she didn't even know how she was feeling about this matter, her heart was mixed...
After a while, Yong Yang calmed down a little, and his thoughts turned quickly.
How could the emperor die suddenly? !
As far as she knows, the emperor's recent condition is fairly stable, unless he suffers from a huge stimulus, a sudden stroke... But there is no one here.
The emperor is dead, and the only living person in the house is her!
The more Yong Yang thought about it, the more wrong it became, and his heart sank suddenly.
As if to verify the ominousness in her heart, there were several messy footsteps and conversations outside the palace.
"Your Highness is really filial, and he made medicine for the emperor himself." Eunuch Liu complimented him with a smile, "The imperial physician also said that the emperor's celestial dragons are in good health."
"Hundreds of virtues and filial piety come first, and the health of the emperor's dragon is a blessing of great wealth." Han Lingfu said warmly.
Then came the saluting voice of the little maid: "See Prince Gong, Eunuch Liu. Her Royal Highness Princess Yongyang has just arrived..."
The sound of footsteps outside was getting closer and closer, and with the sound of the curtains being lifted, Han Lingfu and Eunuch Liu walked in. Naturally, they saw the emperor and Yong Yang beside the couch at a glance.
"Auntie..." Han Lingfu's gaze turned from Yong Yang to the emperor on the bed, as if nothing had happened, "Is the father asleep?"
He came over holding a hot medicine bowl and walked all the way to the couch...
Following, he trembled as if he had discovered something.
"Father!"
A hoarse shout rang out, and almost at the same time, the large celadon bowl in Han Lingfu's hand fell from his hand. Only with a "dong" sound, the large celadon bowl fell to pieces on the cold and hard ground, and the brown soup medicine accompanied countless broken porcelain. Pieces splattered.
It was a mess, and it also stained the hem of Han Lingfu and Yong Yang's clothes...
Boom!
There was a continuous sound of muffled thunder outside, and the thunder and lightning in the sky flashed in the layers of cloudy clouds. The palace, Chaotang, Wangdu and even Dayu were about to usher in another wave of violent storms. to.
Under the nest, how can there be any eggs!
The storm in the capital is approaching, and the weather in Yuzhou, hundreds of miles away, is sunny and autumn is in full swing.
The three thousand secluded cavalry camp went all the way south, and wherever they passed, the state government was shaken, and those local officials were in a panic all day long, just hoping that these plague gods from the southern border would return to the southern border quickly.
In this regard, Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai didn't care, hurry up when they need to travel, rest when they need to rest, and eat when they need to eat...
It was noon on this day, and the group happened to pass through a small town. Xiao Yi simply asked Youqiying to stand by several miles outside the town, and he and Guan Yubai entered the town.
The two of them were dressed in light robes. At first glance, they looked like two young men who were traveling in the mountains and waters. Their graceful appearance attracted a lot of curious eyes from the town.
Both youths are used to being the center of the crowd, and both are poised.
Although this town is small, it is still prosperous. The streets of the town are lined with restaurants and shops.
Xiao Yi looked around and was about to pick a restaurant at random when he heard Guan Yubai's suggestion: "Ayi, this is the 'Number One Scholar'."
Following Guan Yubai's gaze, he saw a small wine shop a few feet away, with red wine banners flying freely in the wind.
Xiao Yi has never been picky, as long as he has meat, he directly expressed his approval with his actions, and let the dark clouds and snow under his crotch gallop a few steps towards the wine shop, and then he abruptly dismounted.
Guan Yubai followed closely, pulled the horse rope with his left hand, stopped the horse leisurely, and turned over. The smooth and flexible movements did not show that he was still a right-handed person a few months ago.
Although this restaurant called "Zhuang Yuandi" is small, its business is good. At a glance from the door, the restaurant is full of seats, and the aroma of wine is blowing, which makes one's index finger moved.
"Hello, two guests!" Xiao Er warmly greeted him, "There are no seats inside, I don't know if the two of you would mind sitting outside..." After saying that, he looked apologetically at the restaurant outside the restaurant. Bamboo shed, there are seven or eight tables under the bamboo shed, which is quite empty.
The two young men glanced at each other, picked a nearby table and sat down. When the second saw this, he smiled more attentively, helped to tie the two horses to one side, and introduced their specialty again. .
After ordering the food, Xiao Er retreated, leaving only Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai, who were also quiet.
The two drank tea slowly, Guan Yubai raised his eyes and looked at the wine flags fluttering in the wind above, and suddenly said, "Ayi, I plan to let Huang Hetai come to the southern border..."
This time, Xiao Yi also looked at the three words on the wine banner - the champion.
That champion! Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of expectation.
Although Xiao Yi has never seen the Huang Zhuangyuan mentioned by Guan Yubai, he has long admired his name... This person acts in the style of our generation, which suits his appetite!
Guan Yubai continued: "Although Huang Hetai is young and has a somewhat frivolous temperament, the political director still has a little ability... At that time, the burden on Nanliang's side can be relieved."
Xiao Yi raised the corners of his mouth, playing with the teacup in his hand with a smile, and said, "Xiao Bai, this way, General Tian can finally come back." After speaking, there was a bit of slyness in his smile, "General Tian has written a letter to cry. It's been a few times."
If you want to say anything that can make a famous military general cry, it is probably the internal affairs and people's livelihood!
Not only Fu Yunhe, Tian He, etc., but now the army and the army almost changed their color when they heard the news, and avoided it.
Xiao Yi knew this, and of course Guan Yubai knew it too. There was a bit of helplessness between the descriptions, and the two exchanged glances.
This is the biggest problem in front of them, they are short of manpower!
The knuckles of Guan Yubai's left hand gently tapped on the table.
Huang Hetai stayed in the capital, but he was only a small Hanlin, so he might as well go to Nanliang to show his strengths.
Guan Yu squinted his eyes, and said again, "Ayi, now that the southern border has been decided, and if you want Anbang to flourish, you need not only military generals, but also civil servants, but scholars are a bit more arrogant..."
After ten years of cold window no one asked, he became famous all over the world.
The Confucian classics learned by scholars are loyal to the monarch, and they want goods and the emperor's family. They will only think that the Zhennan Palace is a chaotic thief, and for their own clear name, I am afraid they will not be willing to join.
To put it nicely, it means that the scholar is aloof, and to say it badly is to be a foolish and loyal emperor.
Even if Nanjiang did not voluntarily break away from Dayu, even if the emperor first ordered to cut down the vassal, these are enough to appease the generals and people in southern Xinjiang, but they are not enough to make those foolish and loyal scholars submit to submission.
But now the southern border needs civil servants the most!
Xiao Yi thought of something, and a gleam flashed in the beautiful peach blossom eyes. Today is different from the past. Now the confrontation between Nanjiang and Dayu has been put on the table. In fact, they still have people who can help them, right?
At this time, there was a rush of hooves in the direction of Zhenzikou, and Xiao Yi and Guan Yu followed the sound in unison.
I saw two knights coming on their horses, one was a young general in black armor, and the other was a young man in gray robes. The horses’ hooves were flying, and the anxiety in the hearts of the people came over with the rapid sound of horses’ hooves. .
Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai's hearts sank, could it be that something happened? !
The two knights immediately noticed Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai under the bamboo shed, galloped with a clear goal, and then dismounted to greet them.
Xu Xiaowei from the Youqi Camp clasped his fists and said, "Shi Ziye, Hou Ye, and Wang have all come to report!"
Xu Xiaowei, who was dressed in the Southern Border Army's armor, was so conspicuous that he immediately attracted many passers-by to stop, and more and more curious eyes turned to this small restaurant.
The gray-robed young man came from the capital day and night, and had not rested for many days. He seemed exhausted, but he still insisted on saying: "Shi Ziye, Houye, the emperor has died!"
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