Emperor Ling Yu felt a bit like breaking the jar.
He looked at Lu Yanfeng faintly with those cloudy eyes, as if he was looking at something, not like looking at a living person at all.
Lu Yanfeng's expression changed again and again, and finally knelt down by the bed, reached out and touched Emperor Ling Yu's head, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am not a yellow-toothed child who doesn't understand anything, of course I know It is impossible for you to hand over the world to me, so you have already made complete preparations."
Emperor Ling Yu's face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"
"Your Majesty, do you really think that I will go to hell with you obediently?" Lu Yanfeng had a weird smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand to grab Emperor Ling Yu's neck, "I never thought that Your Majesty would go to hell with you." So cruel, even you are so cruel, then don't blame me for being rude..."
Emperor Ling Yu's face was flushed red due to lack of oxygen. He raised his hand and struggled to push Lu Yanfeng's hand away, but he was powerless.
"Did Mr. Lu forget that there is another person here?"
With a cold snort, Lu Yanfeng suddenly felt that his other hand was grabbed by someone, and then he fell back uncontrollably.
Yin Wenzheng stood where Lu Yanfeng was just now, and looked at him expressionlessly.
"Kill him!" Emperor Ling Yu's expression became distorted and terrifying, "Lan'er, kill him, you will be the master of the world!"
Yin Wenzheng silently rolled his eyes in his heart, and approached Lu Yanfeng step by step.
The other party had already stood up, and confronted him with slightly lowered eyes.
"Ling Tinglan, are you sure you want to stand by him?"
"It's impossible to stand on your side." Yin Wenzheng said calmly and calmly, "Since Mr. Lu dared to say such a thing, he thought he had a plan. I just don't know that in order to seize the position of emperor father, you What moves have you prepared? Is Gu Ke lucky enough to take a look at it?"
Yin Wenzheng clasped his arms around his chest, as if he was confident and fearless.
Emperor Ling Yu, who was not paying attention to both of them, was a little out of breath at the moment.
He was already dying, but now he was stimulated by Lu Yanfeng again, and his condition worsened. He was almost swallowing his last breath, unable to speak, but still pointing his finger in the direction of Lu Yanfeng Trembling uncontrollably, like a madman.
Lu Yanfeng is even more confident. After all, he has managed a lot of contacts in the capital for so many years, and even went to the border once. When it comes to forcing the palace, he thinks he can do worse than Ling Yingchong.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
The hall was brightly lit, no one spoke, and the candlelight flickered, spreading the silence infinitely.
Suddenly, all the bright lights on the promenade went out in an instant, and outside the imperial city, a large group of people and horses rushed towards them, surrounded by the sound of horseshoes, far or near, high or low.
The large group of people drove in until the center, enclosing Jingde Hall layer by layer, three layers inside and three layers outside.
Lu Yanfeng straightened his back even more, and approached step by step in the long night, smiling as if he was about to succeed: "Your Majesty, if you amend the imperial edict at this moment, maybe I can save your life. After all, for so many years, Yanfeng is also a person who is grateful to His Majesty for taking care of him, so it is naturally impossible to do anything to His Majesty."
"You...you..." Emperor Ling Yu tried his best to raise his finger and pointed at him, but he couldn't say a word, and finally had to put his hand down weakly, with despair written all over his face.
Yin Wenzheng's expression was extremely calm from beginning to end, as if he was not surrounded by his enemies.
Lu Yanfeng then turned around, looked at Yin Wenzheng expressionlessly and said, "Prince, please hand over the imperial decree in your hand."
Yin Wenzheng took out the imperial decree, shook it, and said, "Master Lu wants this?"
Lu Yanfeng's eyes were immediately attracted by Ming Huang's imperial decree.
Yin Wenzheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but in the next second he put away the imperial decree and put it back in his sleeve, and said flatly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I can give it to you anywhere else, this thing, it's not very good."
"You—" Lu Yanfeng knew that he had been tricked by him, so his face changed with anger, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at him fiercely, "If you now honestly do what I told you, I will spare your life."
"Lord Lu, do you think I'm stupid?" Yin Wenzheng shrugged and smiled, "If you really succeeded in forcing the palace, you might not leave any of the people in this palace, let alone a relic of the previous dynasty like me?"
Yin Wenzheng's last four words made Emperor Ling Yu roll his eyes wider.
However, Lu Yanfeng was pleased by the words "the legacy of the previous dynasty", looked at him with a half-smile and said: "Since the prince knows that he has no chance of winning, why not cooperate?"
Lu Yanfeng's men had already rushed into the hall with weapons, and they were about to break down the door, Yin Wenzheng was still very calm: "Isn't this waiting?"
"Waiting for what?"
The whistle sounded loudly.
The whistle seemed to come from far away, but also seemed to be close to the ear.
After the whistle sounded, all the lights in the palace were lit up in an instant, and the lights were brightly lit in the dark night, and even the endless sky was illuminated by the night, as if the sun had suddenly appeared.
"Hey," Yin Wenzheng took off the jade flute, tapped his palm lightly, and said calmly, "It seems that the person I was waiting for has come."
A large number of soldiers and horses poured in from several side doors of the palace, and within a few breaths, they killed the people who belonged to Lu Yanfeng by surprise. Even if Yan Feng didn't see the scene outside, he could guess a thing or two based on the voice, and his face became more and more ugly.
"How is it possible..." Lu Yanfeng took a step back abruptly, looked at Yin Wenzheng warily and said, "Most of the Heng Army is from Ling Yingchong, and they are far away in the dead desert, how is it possible..."
"Then Master Lu underestimates me too much." Yin Wenzheng smiled suavely, chicly and charmingly, "It may be that I have been hiding my strength and bide my time in the capital for so many years, so everyone didn't take me seriously, which is not good for my strength. An inaccurate estimate, huh?"
Lu Yanfeng looked at him sullenly, for a moment he didn't know what to say - he had to admit that every word of Yin Wenzheng hit his heart.
He is a very vigilant person, so he also knows that it is impossible for Yin Wenzheng to stay in the position of prince for so many years without any strength, but what is more, he thinks that Yin Wenzheng is just used by Emperor Ling Yu to balance all parties. A balance of the prince's power.
Therefore, Lu Yanfeng never thought that a vagabond would manage his own power in Kyoto, and even went to the border for a few months before he had his own network of contacts.
"It's not my fault, Master Lu," Yin Wenzheng showed a smile with eight teeth, "To be honest, I wouldn't believe it, a prince who only knows how to eat, drink and play all day, turns out to be shameless in private To be honest, even if Lord Lu does not rebel, when someone really wants to take Gu's position as prince, Gu will not be able to let that person succeed. Since this position is given to me, of course it must always be mine. dont you agree?"
"you you… "
This time, not only Lu Yanfeng, but even Emperor Ling Yu who was lying on the bed rolled his eyes in anger and passed out directly.
Yin Wenzheng felt that it was a pity: "Hey, why didn't the old man open his eyes and see how I made a big show? What a pity."
Lu Yanfeng has also experienced strong winds and waves, so it is naturally impossible to just surrender like this. He quickly calmed down and backed away slowly.
Yin Wenzheng didn't chase after him, but put the imperial decree on his chest, and then walked out.
That night, the blood dyed the green tiles and green bricks into pieces of bright red one after another, and the strong and pungent smell lingered on the tip of the nose. When he ran out of the palace, he was pierced in the throat by a sword.
That night, the palace was extremely chaotic, and the screams kept the people in the whole capital awake all night.
Finally, when the sky was just dawning, the world calmed down bit by bit.
Standing beside Yin Wenzheng, Bigen said in a low voice, "That Lu ran away."
Yin Wenzheng frowned, and just as he was about to speak, some palace servants rushed towards Yin Wenzheng's direction, crying ghostly and howling: "Prince, Your Majesty—His Majesty—has passed away—"
In the spring of the seventy-fourth year of Hengzhen, Emperor Lingyu passed away, and Emperor Linglan ascended the throne, changing the name of the country to Henglan.
In May of the first year of Henglan, Emperor Lingyu was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and Emperor Linglan officially held a grand enthronement ceremony, which also laid a solid foundation for the next few hundred years of peace and prosperity in the world.
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Qin Guo at the moment.
After dinner, Jiang Tangzhou's heart began to beat uncontrollably. He always felt that something important was about to happen. He inevitably thought of Yin Wenzheng, worried about what might happen to him, but he was thousands of miles away. Can't find any news.
This kind of feeling of asking for nothing every day, and asking for land and land is not effective, it is really uncomfortable.
At midnight, Ting Yu saw that he was still asleep, so he came in and urged: "Master, hurry up and rest, your health is not good, if you stay up like this, what should you do if you get cold at night?"
"I always feel uncomfortable." Jiang Tangzhou said, "My heart has been beating very fast, as if something is about to happen."
"Even if something really happened, no matter how much I think about it now, I don't know what it is." Of course Ting Yu knew what he was thinking, "Don't worry, Lord, if something big happens in Hengguo, it won't take more than three days." The sun will come to us too."
Hearing Yu was right, so Jiang Tangzhou still sighed, took off his cloak and lay down on the bed.
Just before closing his eyes, he still said: "If you have anything to do, you must tell me immediately. I always feel that something happened on the other end of Wenzheng."
"Okay." Ting Yu nodded, and tucked in the quilt for Jiang Tang Zhou.
Only then did Jiang Tangzhou close his eyes.
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