Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 106

Ying Jingjue's eyes were red, and Xiao Zhizi tightly covered her mouth at the corner of the corridor, watching Lian Shenwei walking away with a sword in hand.

Xiao Zhizi: "Your Highness, don't be impulsive, the entire capital is now..."

"Your Highness!"

Ying Jingjue broke away abruptly, and staggered into the Zichen Palace.

The temperature in the hall was blown away by the wind, and the ground was covered with scattered rice paper. Ying Jing never noticed this at all. He walked to Emperor Jing Cheng's dragon bed in two steps in three steps.

Then suddenly stopped.

The person lying on the bed has long been out of breath.

Ying Jingjue knelt down in a daze, and held Emperor Jing Cheng's cold hand.

"Father."

"Father."

"..."

No one answered.

Ying Jingjue put her forehead on the back of Emperor Jing Cheng's hand, and after a long time, a hoarse sound came out from her throat: "Father."

Xiao Zhizi knelt beside him and fell deeply on the ground.

Ying Jingjue closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were scarlet, and the last bit of childishness left on her body suddenly dissipated.

But he seemed extremely calm.

The young Chu Jun paused and said: "Lian Shenwei."

Lian, Shen, Wei.

The name was pronounced from the mouth, as if it contained blood.

After half a day, the capital was in panic.

Lian Shenwei's battle seemed to really force the palace to rebel, and the ministers who were trapped in the palace city were worried, and almost all knelt outside the Chongtianmen, asking to see the emperor.

——If Lian Shenwei really intends to sit on the throne by himself, then they can only be regarded as old ministers.

How likely is it to survive?

Many times when the dynasty changes, the courtiers cry, not for the overthrow of the dynasty, but for their own doomed tragic fate in the future.

suddenly.

A heavy bell echoed in the palace.

Boom-!

Nine rings.

The emperor collapsed.

Suddenly there were cries from all over the silent palace.

The gate of the palace was wide open, Tiannan soldiers joined in armor, and a group of Xuanjia guards entered the palace, full of murderous aura, sharp-eyed saw that some of the Xuanjia guards' knives were still stained with blood.

Don't know where it just came from.

"My lords."

Tian Nan looked around, and all the officials kneeling outside the Chongtian Gate stood up, and someone insisted and asked: "Your Majesty passed away, and the Xuanjia Guard broke into the palace. How dare you ask the regent what is the meaning of this?!"

Tian Nan took out a piece of paper, on which were almost all surrounded by the eldest prince in the court, he read out the official positions and names of these people one by one, and asked them to come out.

After hesitating, an official stood up.

Where there is the first, there is the second, the third...

Zuo Cheng is not a member of the First Prince, he asked: "I wonder what the Regent wants these adults to do?"

Tiannan announced in a deep voice:

"In order to seize the throne, the Eldest Prince once assassinated the Crown Prince during his southern tour, and when the Crown Prince rushed back to the capital, he carried out a siege and murder in Linfen City, with vicious intentions. When His Majesty was seriously ill, he was even more disloyal and unfilial. Conspiring with the mother clan, intending to rebel against the palace today."

"The regent is the foundation of the country, so he has no choice but to enter the palace. Xuanjiawei has been ordered to kill the family of the eldest prince's son and mother, as well as those who participated in the rebellion in the eldest prince's mansion. The first prince is temporarily detained in the mansion until the new emperor ascends the throne."

As soon as Tian Nan finished speaking, the courtiers of the First Prince's party immediately collapsed to the ground.

Where can the fate of standing on the wrong team be better?

Tian Nan waved his hand, Xuan Jiawei immediately stepped forward to suppress these people and took them away.

Ye Mingqin raised his head and asked calmly: "Dare to ask, where were these adults taken?"

If so many officials were killed all at once, the imperial court would have no way to find so many officials who are familiar with the vacant positions in a short period of time.

When Emperor Jing Cheng passed away, it was the time when the wind and rain were falling, and the Dasheng Dynasty could no longer be turbulent.

Tian Nan glanced at her, and said politely: "Of course it's the Imperial Prison."

Ye Mingqin breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it is not directly killed.

Zuo Cheng: "Please allow me to enter the palace and discuss the follow-up matters with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

After he said this, he mentioned it in his heart, this is also a temptation.

Soon after the regent entered the palace, the emperor died.Who can believe it if there is no trick in it?

If the regent does not want the crown prince to ascend the throne, then His Royal Highness...is he still alive?Obviously he was overthinking, after he finished speaking, Tian Nan asked Xuan Jiawei to make way.

"My lords, please."

Zuo Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Ningfeng had been in closed treatment all the time, and the moment he heard the death bell, he couldn't care less about anything else, and struggled out of his room with a cane.

After walking a few steps, he ran into the old Hou Ye who hurried over.

He hurriedly said: "Father heard it too? Your Majesty...how could it be so sudden?!"

"What are you doing out here?! How can you help me at this time? Go back quickly," the old Hou Ye glared, and said with a serious face, "My father is about to go to the palace. Today, the regent's actions are too fast. It leaves no room for reaction.”

Li Ningfeng: "What did he do?"

Old Hou Ye: "He killed the eldest prince's mother family, and now the eldest prince's mansion is full of blood. Only the eldest prince and a few wives, concubines and young children are left in the mansion, and they are strictly guarded."

"As for the crowd surrounded by the eldest princes of the court, all of them were pushed out from the imperial palace, and they were heading towards the Imperial Prison."

Li Ningfeng's heart sank: "Lian Shenwei wants to rebel?"

"It's not possible. If he wants to rebel, he will definitely ask for the king's fiefdom first, and raise troops in the fiefdom. After all, the Dasheng Dynasty is still surnamed Ying," the old master quickly explained, "Just wait, don't walk around. I will go into the palace to have a look, His Royal Highness needs someone by his side."

"Where's Mr. Fuyu?"

Li Ningfeng shook his head: "It's gone. Mr. Fuyu has always been weird. But according to his usual habits, he should go to the pharmacy outside."

Mr. Fuyu's medical skills are superb, but he doesn't talk to him very much, and he only speaks cold and mocking words. He usually goes out occasionally, sometimes goes to the pharmacy outside, and sometimes he can't see anyone everywhere. got used to.

"It's better not to go out at this time...that's all, but did you say when your legs will recover?"

"The treatment is almost over, and there is no problem in general, but it will take more than a month to fully recover." Li Ningfeng saw his worry, "Is my father worried that Beiyi will take advantage of this turmoil in the court, Invading the frontier?"

"Exactly."

"It will take half a month to send a message from the capital to Beiyi, and it will take time for Beiyi to react. My son's leg is almost completely healed, and I will go to the frontier immediately."

The old Hou Ye still had hidden worries in his heart: "I hope so."

After Lian Shenwei came out of the palace, she disappeared.

I looked for him everywhere with bright candles, but I couldn't find him until evening.

Ye Mingqin came back from the palace at night and brought a few people to the Prince Regent's Mansion. She wanted to ask Brother Yi some things, but she didn't see anyone.

She is Lian Shenwei's adopted sister, and some people in the mansion didn't treat her as an outsider until they knew the inside story, so they told her that the Prince Regent is not in the mansion now, and the two adults in the mansion, Tian Nan and Ming Zhu, have gone out to find someone.

Ye Mingqin's heart skipped a beat.

In an instant, many conspiracy theories flashed through my mind.

She knew that there were spies from Beiyi in the capital, and she knew that if there was another disturbance in this situation, if the brother-in-law disappeared... I'm afraid it would be even more serious.She didn't say anything, and she went out to find her with her confidant.

Finally, Ming Zhu had no choice but to go to Feng Ke and ask him if he had seen his master.

After hearing this, Feng Ke's face changed, his heart hung up on the spot, and he said 'it's over' twice, which made Mingzhu very nervous.

After looking for it, I found the night, until the tip of Feng Ke's ear, I caught a familiar and melodious flute sound.

God knows that the moment he heard the sound of the flute, his hands and feet that had been cold all the time felt a little warm. He was afraid that Lian Shenwei would never come back.

Panting and rushing to the place, Feng Ke found that it was a cliff on the outskirts of Beijing, with an extremely wide field of vision, and a whole bamboo forest below.

The waning moon hangs high, the breeze blows the bamboo, and there is a soft rustling.

He spent most of the day looking for a person who was indistinct, slouching, cross-legged, with a relaxed posture, sitting on the edge of the cliff, with the thin cloak that he originally wore on his body spread beside him, with three jars of wine on it.

The two altars were already empty, toppled crookedly.

Feng Ke didn't make a sound, listening to him playing this piece.

It's not the chivalrous traveler that was played last time, it's an unknown song that has been widely circulated in the world, but has never had a name.

Ethereal, melancholy, distant like a dream.

Long after blowing, Lian Shenwei coughed a few times, seemed to be smiling, and said in a lazy, drunken tone, "Here it is? Who is it?"

Feng Ke: "Your current body cannot drink too much alcohol."

"I can." Lian Shenwei half-closed his eyes, "I'm still sorry why it's not the wine from Fenghuang Terrace. The wine in there is authentic and good wine, and the name is also elegant. I can drink it all by myself. Wine in the capital..."

He shook his head slightly disgusted, "Not good."

The blue hole flute was twirled in the hand, and the dark red and white jade tassels dangling from the tail also shook slightly.

He said it was not good, but he lifted the wine jar and took another sip for himself.

Lian Shenwei glanced back at Feng Ke, laughed out loud, then put his legs up, patted the place beside him, and said casually: "What kind of look is that in your eyes? Do you think I will jump from here? Come and sit."

Feng Ke approached, but didn't sit down, and didn't say any more disappointing words like 'you can't drink', "Are you happy today?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Lian Shenwei looked at the bright moon in the sky, "I have never felt so relaxed and happy in the past ten years."

He looked at Feng Ke: "Aren't you happy for me?"

Lian Shenwei said, "I have no enemies anymore. Feng Ke, Fudu Mountain Villa, finally got revenge. My relatives can rest in peace. I have avenged them."

"As a friend, I'm happy for you," Feng Ke said, "but as a child, I feel sorry for you. My father will also feel sorry for you when he sees you like this."

He looked at Lian Shenwei with complicated eyes.

But is he really happy?

Feng Ke didn't say that much, and sighed silently: "You have been very tired these years, it's time to take a rest. Sister Yu Wei and uncle and aunt saw you like this, and would blame you for not taking good care of yourself."

Lian Shenwei didn't make a sound for a long time, and slowly lay down on the thin cloak on the ground, he was drunk, stared at the night sky for a long time, then raised his hand suddenly, covering his eyes with his arm.

"Are they thinking of me too?"

"Well, yes, they love you so much," Feng Ke raised his head, pretending not to see the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Why wasn't I the one who died ten years ago," Lian Shen whispered.

When Mingzhu, Tiannan and Ye Mingqin rushed over, they happened to hear a tired and slightly shy murmur:

"……I am pretty tired."

The author says:

Lian Shenwei plays an unknown song in this chapter, and you can bring it into the Dongxiao version of "Yu Jian Jiang Hu", which is very ethereal and melodious.

There is also the aforementioned pure Dongxiao version of "Xia Ke Xing Qian Li", which can also be found on the search, if you are interested, you can listen to it.

Sure enough, school has started, and there are a lot of familiar baby check-ins in the comment area, happy school, have you finished your homework? (狗头)

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