Everyone sits behind closed doors, and the bustling streets of the capital suddenly become deserted, lifeless, and can't find the prosperity and prosperity that the capital should have.
But after Zhuangzi received the imperial decree, the plague patients broke out in Zhuangzi.
They have been locked up here for several months since contracting the plague.
During this period, I couldn't see any relatives, and I didn't know what was going on outside.
I used to be afraid of spreading the disease to their relatives and dare not go back, but now many of them have begun to get better, leaving this village is just around the corner, but suddenly there are so many rumors, which is equivalent to knocking out a lot of people who have just started to burn. hope.
The patient rioted.
It's just that this kind of riot is trapped in that Zhuangzi, and outsiders don't know.
But soon there was news leaking from Zhuangzi, saying that people were dead in Zhuangzi. The patients who had already started to get better were killed by the soldiers guarding Zhuangzi.
The matter was handled ignorantly, and if it weren't for someone to find that there were fewer people around, there would be no way of knowing the matter.
Once the news came out, the people in the capital who had been depressed for several months were finally overwhelmed, and all emotions exploded overnight.
The imperial city sounded cascading protests and shouts of rejection of tyranny.
The people were forced to the extreme and began to bottom out.
This situation was unexpected by Bei Canghuang.
When the news came back to the palace, the courtiers also started to move.
A faction headed by Cen Shangshu began to play together to protest against the emperor’s tyranny, the indiscriminate killing of the people, and the unworthy of virtue.
The riots in the North City finally broke out completely.
Prince Li, the voice of supporting the new emperor began to grow louder and louder.
The emperor’s bedroom was as cold as an ice cellar.
In the entire inner room of the huge bedroom, except for an old eunuch who was attending, there was only a lonely person lying on the bed, lifeless and helpless.
If the body is still in good health, in the face of such a riot, Bei Canghuang is bound to suppress it forcefully.
But now he doesn't have that ability anymore, and the deterrent power to courtiers is getting weaker and weaker as he is dying.
He was no longer talking about being a stubborn king, and his orders were no longer a response. Instead, there were more and more voices opposed to him, and he could only lie here and be angry at the air.
"What's the situation outside, say!" The tearing voice was extremely unsound, and Bei Panhuang clenched the sheets tightly with his hands.
He has not received the latest situation outside for several days.
He knew that it wasn't that he was incapable of his men, but that he had to be stopped by someone and couldn't report the situation to him.
He lay here, and someone took advantage of his illness to devour his power and quickly grow.
Growing up to have the ability to fight him.
That person is definitely not Feng Qingbai, but he is absolutely inseparable from Feng Qingbai.
A person who can fight him in a short period of time will definitely not be able to do it without the support of a powerful force behind him.
It's just that he hasn't guessed which one of the remaining sons he has missed.
The old eunuch stood on the head of the bed, hesitating, and hesitated for a long time before whispering in a low voice, "The emperor, there is news from outside these days that the king has been treated by Princess Nanling and his disability has begun to improve."
"Get better, what do you mean." Slowly turned his head, staring at the old eunuch with sunken eyes, waiting for him to say the following.
"The king can stand up and walk freely." The old eunuch closed his eyes and said something in one breath, then held his breath to take on the emperor's anger, but what was waiting was the man's breathless laugh.
"Stand up? Walk freely? Hahaha, hahahahaha! Cough cough cough!"
Smiling and panting and coughing, Bei Canghuang's old face was twisted and stern, "Okay, what a fourteen, what a royal king! Give me a word, and the king Zhaoting will see you! I want to take a good look at this good son!"
The old eunuch rushed out to spread the word, not daring to stay here more, for fear that he would be angered.
He is just a slave, not a king.
The emperor said, his head must be moved.
At the moment, it is better to protect yourself as much as possible.
The emperor has already lost.
That night, after the sky fell into the night, the court king entered the palace.
Dressed in white clothes, handsome and charming, with a light smile on the hand-cranked jade fan, Duan Ting stood in front of the dragon bed, condescending to look at his father and emperor for the first time in his life.
"It turns out that the father's bedroom is like this. This is the first time that a child minister has entered the father's territory."
I don't know if it's a return to the light, Bei Canghuang actually sat up on his own this time, showing a bit of past aura on his body.
Looking at Duan Ting, the emperor Bei Cang laughed, "Don't be so strange, a palace, and soon this place will be yours."
Duan Ting shook his head, "I won't come here a few times. When my father returns to heaven, he will lock this place to pay tribute to his father's contribution to Beicang for decades."
"Naughty animal, are you cursing me to die now?" The man's smile sank, his eyes reappeared.
If the eyes can kill, Duan Ting is afraid that he has already died several times.
"Why is it a curse? The father is about to die, you know very well yourself. Otherwise, how could you order the people to be killed for funeral?"
His eyes met, lightning and thunder.
"Your legs have been healed since you came back from Nanling."
"Once my father figured it out, there is nothing I can hide from you. My legs are already healed, but thanks to my father's blessing, I am used to the wasteful life, so I planned to continue eating and drinking after returning. Fuck you up until the end of your father's life."
"So it is Feng Qingbai who helped you."
"Who is that group of fathers? When the sons and ministers woke up, they became a trash that couldn't walk on their legs. Who helped the father or the father himself? I always wanted to know the answer. ."
"Do you think that I caused you to become disabled, so what you are doing now is revenge against me? For a guess, you want to kill the king and kill the father?!"
"Father still wants to deceive his ministers? You have reached this point. Don't you dare to admit what you have done? But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to me whether it is or not. The important thing is that it is me now. Stand, and you can't get up."
Duan Ting stepped back two steps, took an object from his arms and placed it on the table opposite Bei Canghuang, and then sat down, coldly looking at the opposite man, admiring all the expressions on his face.
Stunned, cracked, furious. Dudu has no regrets.
Placed on the opposite side of Bei Canghuang was a spiritual card, and he almost forgot the name of the person engraved on it. Unexpectedly, the last person's name would appear in front of him in this way.
"I think my mother should be very happy to see the father, so I brought him here." Duan Ting pulled up his sleeves and wiped the tablet. "Mother, you should be very upset to see this man. Right? Don’t be angry. I brought you here today just to show you a good show and show you the grievances of these years. I will take you home later."
"Duan Ting, what are you doing this time!"
Duan Ting raised his eyes and smiled, "Of course it is revenge."