Prison Dragon

Chapter 135

"Mother Concubine, how is it?" Yang Ren looked at Concubine Liang anxiously.

Concubine Liang coughed twice covering her face with her hands, her lips were pale and bloodless, "Your Majesty is not feeling well today. When I woke up earlier, I could only move my eyes. When the crown prince arrives, I can't open my eyes either. Now the crown prince is summoning the old officials to draft a draft plan. Will."

Yang Ren clasped his hands together, "This moment is a good opportunity. I'll go gather the troops right away, and I'm bound to catch Yang You by surprise."

Concubine Liang took his hand and said hesitantly, "Are we really going to do this? Isn't it good to wait for the crown prince to take over with peace of mind?"

"Mom, don't you still understand? How did my younger brother miscarry back then? How did you get hurt and can't live a good life? After so many years, you still can't see clearly. In Miyagi, you are the only one who dies and lives, and only people cannibalize you. If Yang You becomes the emperor, he will be the first to take the knife on me. Rather than letting others slaughter him, it is better to give it a go."

Concubine Liang put down her hands, and said with melancholy eyes: "I didn't complain about that child back then... Forget it, no one would understand. Mother knows that you have made a lot of preparations, but this is really too risky. Mother only hopes You are fine, this is not a good road."

"There is no way out, mother concubine." Yang Ren said in a deep voice, "Successful and benevolent, this is the battle."

As the moon was in the middle of the sky, Yang Ting's breathing gradually weakened.

Yang You had asked the eunuch to take the Chuanguo Yuxi, and the hand holding the Yuxi rested on the imperial edict written by Shangluo, and he couldn't let it go for a long time.

"Your Highness." Shang Luo reminded from the side, "I hope His Highness mourns and not hurts, and puts state affairs first."

Yang You knew that the seal in his hand meant the death of an emperor, the end of an era, the passing of one world and the beginning of another.

Although Qi State made him feel oppressed and deeply disappointed when he was about to pass away, he asked himself, can he really fully shoulder the heavy responsibility of a country?

Can he really bring a new beginning to Qi?

Yang You believed in himself, but with the facts in front of his eyes, anyone would hesitate.

Shang Luo's experienced eyes immediately saw his hesitation, and he put his old and wrinkled hands on Yang You's, and pressed him hard to drop a square blood-red print at the end of the will.

Ordered by heaven, you will live forever.

Shang Luo pressed Yang You's hand, "Your Highness, you are not alone."

Shang Luo's wise and calm breath reassured Yang You. He looked at the important officials standing in front of him, nodded slowly, and exhaled the gloomy air in his chest, "I see."

In the middle of the night, no one in the palace was asleep, a cold wind suddenly blew, bringing a few thick clouds, covering the bright moonlight.

The snow fell on the ground and made a slight sound, Yang You waited in the room for the imperial doctor's last pulse.

He saw the cold sweat constantly appearing on the forehead of the imperial physician, he repeatedly probed Yang Ting's wrist and neck cautiously, but he never dared to touch his breath.

For a moment, Yang You felt that the warm smoke from the Penglai Hall had made him dizzy, so he gently pulled the imperial physician aside, and placed his index finger among Yang Ting's people.

Yang Ting's skin was completely cold, only a little residual warmth remained on Yang You's cold fingertips.

Not breathing.

The last dust has finally settled.

Yang You couldn't tell what he was feeling, he seemed very sad, but at the same time he seemed very calm. He didn't feel this way when Niu Yang died or Concubine Li died.

Mixed with a touch of disgust and reluctance, with a little unwillingness and warmth.

He even wanted to pull Yang Ting up and question him in a daze, why did he die like this?Obviously those who were hurt by him, those who were tortured because of him failed to live well, many people are still suffering, how could he be freed by death so easily?

He owed Concubine Li, Niu Yang, and even all his sons the love, kindness and apology that he would never be able to repay.

Yang You lifted the bed curtain, revealing Yang Ting's stiff body, and said solemnly, "Your Majesty...death..."

Headed by the officials, everyone knelt down in front of Yang You and began to cry loudly.

Yang You raised his hands to cover his face, and then wept softly.

As he cried, he wondered what his father meant in his life.

However, all he could recall were those days spent with Concubine Li.All that Yang Ting left him was his blood and his status as a prince.

There is more drama between them than affection, Yang Ting likes his face, likes that he doesn't fight or snatch, likes that he is obedient...

It's not that he likes him, nor does he like his son.

That's just the highest love and affection a king has for his obedient subordinates.

Crying and crying, he suddenly wanted to laugh at himself, why did he still want to find that little bit of tender emotion and memory in Yang Ting?

Yang Ting is not that kind of person, and he knew to treat Yang Ting with a mask since he was a child.

Between father and son, the ending was doomed from the beginning.

After Yang Ting died, Yang You was busiest.

According to the common practice of Qi State, after the death of the emperor, the funeral must be held in the palace for one month, and the next emperor, members of the royal family, all officials, soldiers and civilians will be in mourning on the 27th, and entertainment and marriage are not allowed, which is a national mourning.

People like Shang Luo and Liu Po ​​have experienced national mourning and are very experienced. They led people to cry in the side room on the east side of Penglai Hall.

The servant rang the big bells at the four corners of the palace city. All of a sudden, the bells in the city reverberated one after another, indicating that a major event related to the fate of the country had happened.

Yang Ting's body must be packed before dawn.The little eunuch who was with Yang Ting during his lifetime wiped Yang Ting's body with rice soup and hot water, and combed his hair.After the bath, the eunuchs put Yang Ting on the new bed they had just moved. The bed was covered with bamboo mats and cattail grass, and there was a small bag next to the pillow, which contained Yang Ting's fallen hair and clipped nails.

Yang You washed his hands in the water dish, and put a jade cicada in Yang Ting's mouth.

With jade in the mouth, it is said that it can make the corpse not rot.

He took half a step back, and a group of maids carried the dragon robes to help Yang Ting put them on, stuffed two jade stones into his ears, and brought another twelve suits, and put them on Yang Ting layer by layer, and then used a big burial The quilt covers Yang Ting.This is a hasty end.

Yang You came out of the Penglai Hall and said to Shangluo, "You all go back."

The ministers were ordered to retreat.

So he was left alone in the palace.

Yang You looked up at the white snow all over the sky, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness for no reason.

Send mayflies to the world, like a drop in the vast ocean.Life in this world is nothing more than coming naked and leaving alone in the end.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Ao Chen silently hugged him from behind.

Yang You looked back, and there was only a string of footprints on the white snow.

"Congratulations should not be said in funerals." Yang You withdrew from his arms and looked at Ao Chen carefully, "It should be said mourning."

"I'm talking about you becoming the emperor, are you sad?" Ao Chen touched his side face, his hands were as white and cold as snow.

"I don't know." A snowflake fell on Yang You's eyelashes, he blinked vigorously, and Ao Chen reached out to wipe it away for him.

"At least not happy."

Ao Chen showed no expression, obviously he didn't quite understand why Yang You felt sad for Yang Ting.

In fact, Yang You himself didn't know, but the feeling in his heart couldn't lie.

Ao Chen took a step forward, hugged him in his arms, and pressed Yang You's head on his chest as if to comfort him.

Yang You hugged him tightly and took a few deep breaths, until Ao Chen's cold breath filled Yang You's nose and chest instead of the smell of snowflakes, then he let go and pushed Ao Chen's chest.

"I'm fine, let's go, go to the rest meeting, and I will be busy again at dawn."

Ao Chen looked at the gradually fading sky in the distance, in the faint white, there was a faint glint of fire.

"You're watching..." Yang You followed his gaze, his breath suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly asked someone to ask what was going on.

"Your Highness!" Xu Kaiji ran up to him with disheveled clothes and said out of breath: "Conspiracy... Hurry up..."

Yang You grabbed Ao Chen's hand tightly, grabbed Xu Kaiji's hand and asked, "What's going on?"

With a bang, a burst of intense flames erupted from the palace gate in the south, and went straight to the supper, Xu Kaiji loudly shouted in Yang You's ear: "The Wu family plotted a rebellion!"

How could it be a warrior? !

"Li Deshun!"

The chief eunuch stumbled over on the snow.

Yang You said: "Invite Concubine Hui."

Li Deshun said in a voice that was hoarse from crying, "Your Highness, Concubine Hui heard that the little princess of the prince's family fell ill, and left the palace without waiting for His Majesty's news."

"When, how could she leave the palace without an order?"

"This...the princess can't wait for her sudden illness..."

"You!" Yang You didn't know what to say, wiped his face vigorously, and asked Xu Kaiji, "How is the situation now?"

Xu Kaiji wiped off the gray marks on his face, "The teacher and I just walked to the Danfeng Gate, and we happened to meet two generals from the Wu family asking the guards to open the city gate. The teacher saw something wrong and immediately went to find General Cui Jue together with other officials, and asked me to To inform His Majesty."

Right now, it seems that Cui Yan should be fighting with the members of the Wu family, but I don't know how many people there are in the Wu family.

Yang Lun didn't have the guts to rebel. They didn't want to guard against Yang Lun from the very beginning, but they didn't expect to be generalized by this kid.

Fortunately, everything is still expected, and it is not in vain for him to arrange a scene.

But Yang You was still worried, Yang Ren didn't move at all, it wasn't like him, there would never be only this riot tonight.

Yang You told Xu Kaiji, "You stay here to guard Your Majesty, I will go to the city gate to have a look."

"Your Highness, you must not take any risks..."

Yang You shook off Xu Kaiji's hand that was blocking him, and let Li Deshun come over, "Do you know where Third Brother is?"

Li Deshun bowed his head and said, "The Third Highness didn't enter the palace tonight, and this old slave doesn't know where he is."

Yang You nodded, "Bring the sword and the will, hurry up!"

Li Deshun only knew that Yang You was a man with military merits, and he didn't doubt him, so he ran to Yang Ting's Penglai Palace, found a sword and ran out.

Xu Kaiji knew that he didn't know martial arts, "You can't go, what if something happens to the world?"

"Who will I go if I don't go?! You must guard the imperial father and the Jade Seal of Chuanguo." Yang You took the sword and hung it on his waist, and glanced at Ao Chen, "Let's go."

Ao Chen nodded and followed behind him.

When he got out of the gate of Penglai Hall, Yang You suddenly stopped in his tracks, "No, there are twelve gates in Miyagi City, and the two dragon warriors of the Wu family are near the Yamato Gate. Why did they deliberately run from the east to the south to fight Danfeng?" Door?"

Ao Chen said: "Are you worried that they will make a fuss?"

"I don't know." Yang You shook his head, it's the ignorance that scares people.

He had just increased the manpower to defend Miyagi a few days ago, but he was always a little worried.

"Take me to the Lingxiaomen." Yang You thought for a while and said, "If it's really a slap in the face, I'm afraid we'll have to use the people from the Lingxiaomen."

Ao Chen hugged him, and the two disappeared into the snowy night without a sound.