Chapter 765:
The night in Jinluan Palace passed extremely long.
When the morning light rises, the faint light seems to be extremely joyful and joyful.
Soon, many people in the capital got the news.
His Majesty will appear in court today.
Going to court was originally a very common thing, but for Emperor Tianlu, going to court was a really rare thing.
Just because he hasn't been in court for more than ten years.
Relying on controlling the cabinet to control the government, using Jin Yiwei and Dongchang to monitor the ministers, using factory guards all over the world to levy and extort money, and there are also huge hives hidden in the darkness.
For His Majesty, the very matter of going to court has become a purely symbolic ceremony.
Since it is only symbolic, then whether to hold it or not simply depends on your own mood.
But today, it seems that His Majesty is in a good mood.
So, soon, the Jinluan Hall was filled with people.
Almost all the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have arrived.
But His Majesty alone has not arrived yet.
Since it hasn't arrived, everyone can only wait.
Until in the portal behind the palace, the sound of even and clear footsteps slowly came.
Under the guidance of several eunuchs, an old man wearing a dragon robe and white hair and beard walked out step by step.
"Long live my emperor,"
everyone shouted in unison.
"I think I may not live long." The saint sat on the dragon chair and whispered: "Has Princess Yongning arrived?"
This is a court meeting, so the princess should not appear on this occasion.
But Princess Yongning is different.
The whole world knows that His Majesty's granddaughter performed brilliantly in the Battle of Goryeo not long ago and almost single-handedly turned the tide of the war. That's why she was specially canonized as Princess Yongning. She can be regarded as one of the most popular princesses today. people.
"I'm here," Yan Yu said calmly as he stepped out of the queue and looked at his grandfather sitting on top.
The saint laughed: "This is the first time I have seen you so close."
"Is Xue Ling here?"
He said a somewhat unfamiliar name.
But then, another clear female voice sounded: "I am here."
Xue Ling stood in the hall wearing the original Feiyu suit, but the original Feiyu suit, which did not fit well, now seemed much more symmetrical and close-fitting.
After all, after many years, this little girl has grown up.
"Long time no see." The saint said with a smile, "Where is King Yu?"
There was a moment of silence below.
Because King Yu is not here.
Not only is it no longer here, but it may never be here again.
In this terrible silence, the saint continued to speak slowly: "To put it this way, it means that he is no longer here." "
Yes." The person who spoke at this time was a woman.
Yan Yu looked at the cold and majestic monarch above and spoke calmly as never before: "King Yu is indeed gone."
The saint couldn't help laughing: "Then I don't have a son now, right?"
It's hard to imagine this. At that time, the saint could still laugh out loud.
And he still said such desolate and desperate words.
All the ministers couldn't help but remain silent, but the saint still didn't stop speaking.
"Then I would like to ask you dear friends, why do we have to have children?"
There was silence in the hall.
No one wants to answer this question.
No one dared to answer the question.
It is said that the emperor Taizu of the dynasty also lost his prince and was extremely sad. A minister reported that he was as sad as his majesty.
Taizu raised his head and looked at him: Your son has not died, so why are you as sad as me?
Saying this, Taizu ordered the minister's son to die.
This is also a way to share the sorrow of the people.
The saint's expression showed a hint of boredom, and he pointed to the minister at the front: "Zhang Aiqing, you have learned from ancient times to the present, and have understood the rise and fall of all generations. Come and tell me why we have children." His Majesty named him in public
. , even if you don’t want to speak, you can only speak bravely.
"Your Majesty, the prince is the foundation of the country. Only with the prince can we have a foundation that lasts for thousands of generations." "
So what Zhang Aiqing means is that I am going to die soon?" the saint said with a smile.
Zhang Aiqing knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty, how dare I have such rebellious thoughts." "
That's good." The saint smiled: "I remember when I dared to come in, all of you said long live my emperor. Long live, but of all the emperors in the past and present, who has really lived to be ten thousand years old?" "
However, if I can really live to be ten thousand years old, then there will be no need for a prince or anything like that."
There was still silence in the palace.
Deathly silence.
Only Zhang Shoufu, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and did not dare to look at the emperor on the dragon throne.
At this time, someone suddenly said calmly: "No one in this world can really live to be ten thousand years old." The
saint looked intently and saw that at some point, in the center of the hall, a man wearing a moon-white gown appeared. The young man in clothes stood there, looking at himself with an extremely serious expression.
"If you can't live for ten thousand years, you can still live for thousands of years. Even if you can't live for thousands of years, it's still good for you to live for a few hundred years." The saint was not angry at all, but seemed to be bargaining with the other party seriously. road.
Almost no one in the hall knew who this young man who suddenly appeared was, and why the saint could talk to him so politely.
But Fang Bie sighed: "So Qin is dead, right?"
"Since he dares to assassinate me, of course he is dead." The saint said softly.
"Actually, Your Majesty still has a son. If he still has a son, then he probably won't have to live that long. Even if he doesn't have a son, his daughter may not be unable to inherit the throne of Zhou Dynasty." Fang Bie looked at the saint and said calmly. .
The saint looked at Fang Farewell: "So, you came here this time also to kill me?" There
was silence from left to right.
There were not countless guards with swords who came forward to surround Fang Bie and capture him.
Fang Bie nodded: "Actually, I thought about it for a long, long time, and finally thought that the world without His Majesty would be better." "
What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Shoufu, who had just been kneeling on the ground, stood up and pointed from a distance. Pointing at Fang Bian's nose: "How did he get in? Where are the guards? Drag him out quickly and put him in the sky prison, where he will be punished!"
No one moved around.
Zhang Shoufu had a look of disbelief on his face. He turned back to look at the saint on the dragon throne, but found that there was no trace of panic on the saint's expression.
"After Qin's death, I found that there was one person missing from my treasure house." The saint looked at Fang Bie: "So now you have taken that person away?" Fang Bie did not answer,
but outside the hall, people slowly A voice came.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to abdicate."
With that said, Xue Ping walked slowly into the hall, followed by pairs of crow-like attendants wearing black cloaks.
Silence is like a crow.
Xue Ping was so emaciated that he looked like a skeleton that had just crawled out of hell, but he calmly looked at the saint in the dragon throne.
"Sorry."
(End of chapter)