He stared into Emperor Tiansheng's eyes with a smile, and said softly: "What a pity."
Just as Emperor Tiansheng was about to touch the child's finger, his face turned pale when he heard the words, his finger sank down, stared at Ning Yi, and said angrily for a while: "Niezi... Niezi..."
Ning Yi nodded sympathetically, and said, "Yes, you have many evil sons, but luckily they are all dead."
Emperor Tiansheng closed his eyes, as if he was gathering strength, turned his eyes away after a while, as if he was looking for someone, when he saw Eunuch Jia at the bottom of the steps, his eyes lit up, and he winked.
Lao Jia didn't move, and winked at Emperor Tiansheng with a bitter face, and Emperor Tiansheng watched for a long time with his old eyes dim, before he could vaguely see that he was being controlled.
"Does Your Majesty want Eunuch Jia to fetch the command arrow?" Ning Yi smiled lightly, his sleeves fluttered, revealing a golden corner, "Don't bother, the command arrow is here with my son. Thank you, Father, I am finally willing to give 300,000 Huwei camp, hand it over to my ministers to command."
"You..." Tian Shengdi's breath stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, his eyes turned white.
Out of anger just now, I wanted Eunuch Jia to go to Lao Qi with a command arrow and a secret decree, so as to give Lao Qi a chance to turn defeat into victory, but this scoundrel is so meticulous in every step, there is no chance for him to repent.
A thought flashed through his mind in a daze - Ling Jian's matter is a top secret, how could it be in Ning Yi's hands? What about the secret decree
The old emperor gasped for breath, his body gradually softened, he became sober after being agitated for a while, what can happen now? This son is certainly a wolfish ambition, but the more ruthless he is, the more he feels relieved, his heart is soft and his hands are soft, he is not worthy of being an emperor, and ruthlessness and loneliness are just the emperor's mind. He was worried about that ominous prophecy that would overwhelm the world, but at this moment, he does not want to be an emperor. worried.
How could Ning Yi, who had come to the throne with difficulty every step of the way, be willing to overthrow the world!
Panting quickly, he suddenly remembered what happened before, grabbed Ning Yi's hand, and said eagerly: "It's up to you... everything is up to you... the world is yours... but you give me... kill that Feng... Feng... Phoenix..."
"Feng Zhiwei." Ning Yi reminded with a smile.
"Yes! Feng Zhiwei!" The old emperor had a cold light in his eyes, and nodded with all his strength.
Ning Yi looked at him with a smile, gently straightened his disheveled white hair, then leaned over and whispered in his ear, "No, she won't die even if anyone dies."
"You..." Emperor Tiansheng grabbed Ning Yi's lapel and hung his whole body on his lapel, "You—you..."
"Because." Ning Yi smiled and pulled his shoulders, slowly pulling him away, "I love her."
"boom."
Tian Shengdi's body fell on the couch, making a muffled sound.
The hand grasping Ning Yi's shoulder convulsed a few times and slowly fell down. His old and withered fingers were like a few lifeless brown branches, spread out lifelessly on the embroidered gold mattress.
In the end, with this body, there is no escape from that day, the emperor, the general, and the hegemony of his life, come and go like the wind.
Ning Yi maintained a half-leaning posture, staring at that old and slack face for a long time.
It was this man who trapped him, oppressed him, suppressed him, hurt him, guarded him until death, and was still thinking of overthrowing him at the end of his life.
He walked all the way under the pressure of this majestic mountain, and now, his left shoulder has gone to the cold royal strife, and his right shoulder has borne the infinite rivers and mountains in blood and fire.
The difficult road has come to this day, and before it comes to an end, there are still black clouds churning behind, waiting for him.
Fusheng is half awake, he is in the middle, looking deeply at the way forward.
Where are the people in the vast mist
I don't know when, the noble minister with hairpin who knelt on the floor on the steps, danced and worshiped other mountains with an unprecedented expression of piety. Immediately, the three ministers of the cabinet will read out the will of his enthronement in the main hall of the palace.
Ning Yi smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Outside the window, the spring is just right.
April 17th in the 20th year of Changxi.
Emperor Tiansheng, who had reigned for twenty years, collapsed.
Ning Yi, the sixth son of the emperor, ascended the throne, and his year name: Fengxiang [missing ending punctuation]
In the first year of Fengxiang, Hu Zhuo's twelve troops went out of the grassland, raised the anti-flag under Yuzhou City, and turned their troops to counterattack the inland. But miraculously, the army suddenly changed direction again, passed by Yuzhou, turned to Longbei, joined with the Qingyang sect who revolted in Longbei, occupied most of Longbei, and divided Longbei into two with Changning Fan, and then Hua Qiong went out to Mayu Pass in southern Fujian, Xiliang sent troops to the Inner Sea to contain the South China Sea General's troops, Qi's father and son marched south to occupy Shannan, half of the world's territory was no longer under Tiansheng's rule.
Wars broke out in the south of Tiansheng. It is strange that neither the people nor the warring parties suffered too much damage in this war, because whenever the army came, the local defenders quickly shrank and left the city, and did not formally fight with the rebels. Fighting, and most of the rebel generals were born civilians, so naturally they would not disturb the people. It can be said that they went in front of them, just like taking over peacefully, and occupied nearly half of Tiansheng's territory almost without bloodshed. , It was so easy to cover half of it in the hands of Huofengjun.
Forget it, the Fire Phoenix Army, if there is no fight, there will be no fight. According to Hua Qiong, he is not willing to face Chunyu Meng, Yao Yangyu and other former comrades in the battlefield. I have a knife, and I chop trees all day long to sharpen the knife.
In this war, some names spread vigorously. Hua Qiong, Hang Ming, Qi's father and son, and Shunyi cavalry, these soul figures of the Fire Phoenix Army, are famous all over the world for their bravery and valor. It's just that many people guess that these The heroic figures who each lead an army seem to be doing their own thing, but they seem to be in the hands of one person, and are commanded by a man behind the scenes. What kind of person can become the backbone of these peerless figures? To make everyone bow under his orders? For a long time, this was a mystery.
In the third year of Fengxiang, when Huofeng and Shunyi cavalry occupied nearly half of Tiansheng's territory, and put under his control the vast territory from Hulun Grassland in the north to Tianshuiguan in the south, this mysterious figure finally surfaced.
In July of that year, Huofeng and Shunyi cavalry joined forces in Wanxian County in southern Fujian. On Qifengpo outside Wanxian City, the majestic army and banners were like fire. The army stretching for tens of miles was waiting for their real master.