Chapter 650: Chun Leisheng
Chapter 650 Spring Leisheng
"Father, this is what you meant to pass on the throne to me from the beginning? After speaking, he turned his head and set up a will, and the words are compelling..."
Emperor Qingming's eyes were red, looking at the divine case, as if staring at someone closely: "...You are lying to me to death! The throne is mine, but it's just to dispel my doubts!... You are counting on me till you die!"
As he said, he laughed sarcastically: "I'm not diligent in politics...I am not friendly to the brothers and feet, and disrespectful to the two surnames of Xu and Wu? It is ridiculous!-Is this all my fault? If I do nothing. , Will only be eaten up by them! I was conspired by Daqing, but you want to restrain and bind me with this! What is the truth!"
He raised his finger to the direction of Shenan, his eyes full of hatred: "This situation is what you want to see, right? Are you satisfied! This is your revenge, right?"
"No... it's not right." He frowned suddenly, looked at the will in Jie Shoufu's hand, and shook his head in a daze: "This will is a fake, it's a forgery! The real will has already been burned by me. It's ashes!"
Jie Shou Fu looked at him fixedly.
So, this is an admission that there is indeed a legacy...
"No, no, nor right!" Emperor Qingming's face changed suddenly, and his voice was categorically determined: "There are no edicts at all...There are none from beginning to end! All are fake! I don't admit it!"
Listening to this upside-down, contradictory remarks, the ministers looked at the emperor whose expression was constantly changing, even crying and laughing, and their hearts were shocked.
crazy……
It seems this is really crazy...
"Jing Rong, you dare to forge the will, do you know what you should be guilty of!" Qingming looked at Princess Jing Rong, gritted his teeth and said: "I shouldn't have been soft-hearted...I should kill you again!"
The ministers looked different.
So, it is also true that Princess Jingrong was killed!
"Blame me, blame me for being too soft-hearted, look forward and look forward to the future! I should have killed all of you long ago, leaving no one behind!" Emperor Qingming stared at King Yan closely: "It's all because of you...you took me away. Your mother took away everything that belonged to my biological mother! All this should be mine! In the end, it depends on your benevolent and generous hypocrisy, as if everything is yours to give away at will! Why? Why on earth!"
Yan Wang looked at him quietly, without saying anything.
Looking at those eyes full of murderous intent, Princess Jingrong's hands hanging on her side could not help clenching the edges of her sleeves.
Are these only in the eyes of Brother ?
Growing up in the same place and being born by the same mother, why did she and the emperor's brother see completely different?
Benevolence and generosity is hypocrisy, but what about vice versa?
What others do is wrong!
And he will never know wrong!
Even if it was defeated, even if all the causes and effects were clearly placed in front of him, he would only feel that the evil he had lost was not enough, and that the vicious methods were not thorough enough!
In his eyes, not fighting with it is hypocrisy, all kindness is fake, and only the resistance when he is driven to a dead end is true!
Others can’t resist...
If he resisted, it would become what he called "I knew it would have been so"!
Don’t you really feel sad?
Princess Jingrong tightened her sleeves tightly.
This kind of person, there is only death...
Only when he dies can it end.
She never thought that one day she would use such a "vicious" idea on her own brother...
But at this time, she had no other thoughts in her mind, no mercy, sadness, disappointment, all of them were gone. She only wanted to make such an evil spirit whose hands were stained with blood and hatred in her eyes, which shouldn't exist in the world. Disappeared completely!
The king of Yan looks towards Jie Shoufu and Jiang Taifu——
"What he just said, I must have judged from it, and his past guilt and faults have been understood. I also invite you all to make the argument according to the law."
Jie Shoufu held the silk in his hand, only to see Taifu Jiang nodded at him almost imperceptibly.
The emperor who was already delirious, so far has no room for rebuttal.
"...I see who dares! I am the emperor! The emperor!"
Seeing that King Yan did not respond, he made the officials offend him, and Emperor Qingming became more and more crazy under his anger.
He didn't know where he was, and the person who hadn't gotten up for a long time suddenly got up from the chair.
However, only two steps forward tremblingly, it is difficult to support the heavy fall to the ground.
With weak legs, he almost fell downside down, his forehead knocked on top of the cold stone brick, his ears buzzed, the crown of the head was scattered, and the beads splashed.
"The emperor..."
"Your Majesty!"
Li Ji and the officials went forward with mixed feelings.
"roll!"
Emperor Qingming, with blood on his forehead and scattered gray hair, waved the person away. He fumbled for a broken knife with his left hand. Holding the handle tightly, his upper body was barely supported by his elbows, and he crawled forward with his scrawny body.
He crawled forward, keeping his eyes fixed on King Yan all the time.
"I, want to kill you... kill you..."
He just crawled slowly, crazy and desperate.
No one came forward to stop the group of officials in the internal supervision.
Even though he was extremely unwilling, but after exhausting the last bit of strength, he could not get close to King Yan.
For a short distance, he was destined to never get close.
He couldn't support it anymore, and when his upper body fell, a lot of black blood gushed out of his mouth.
The dark blood stained his lips, teeth, and lower jaw, and soon soaked his placket with gold and embroidered dragons.
"Father!"
Seeing this, the prince couldn't help tears anymore, ran down the stone steps, and ran over quickly.
He knelt down beside Emperor Qingming, and together with the two imperial physicians who followed him, turned him over so that the other party could sit in front of him.
The boy took his thin body to support the same thin emperor.
"Father, Father..."
The boy's tears were like rain, his voice choked and trembled, and he used his sleeves to wipe the blood from his mouth for Emperor Qingming in a panic.
Yes, he hoped that his father would leave and make atonement soon, but he could not be indifferent to the dying father.
"What about people... come out to me, come out..."
Emperor Qingming's eyes widened suddenly, but as if he couldn't see anything, he stretched out his hands and fumbled in front of him.
The blood was stuck in his throat and it was difficult to make a sound. He tried to swallow it, but quickly vomited more.
The prince’s tears flowed more and more turbulently: "Father, my son is here!"
Qingming Emperor grabbed his hand, and then followed his arm up, tapping the boy's fragile neck with both hands.
"Xie Dingchen...I want...I must kill you!"
The prince shed tears and did not struggle.
No need to struggle.
The blood-stained hands are so weak that they are not enough to hurt him.
Princess Jingrong walked over slowly.
At this time, the hands that pinched the prince’s neck suddenly stopped, then released the boy and grabbed it in her direction.
"Mother……"
Emperor Qingming seemed to see someone, his eyes fixed on Princess Jingrong's side.
He called "Mother" in his mouth, his eyes widened, and he muttered unclearly: "Mother, do you still blame me... But you must, must die... Only if you die, father will be ashamed. You will feel owed to me! If you are alive, you will never be able to compete with that **** mother and son... If you can't be a queen, I won't be the eldest son..."
Vaguely heard the key point of Princess Jingrong's face change.
"What did you say……"
She looked at the **** man in disbelief.
"No, you can't blame me, I should blame you..." Qingming Emperor's eyes filled with tears, his voice hoarse and painful: "It's you...you didn't give me a glorious background! Even though I tried my best for it , I tried my best... but it was still in vain... And all this is because of you, how do you want me not to complain!"
His hands are still clutching desperately, as if wanting to catch those things that have left him, and have never really owned.
"It's you..." Princess Jingrong shuddered: "Did you kill your mother?!"
She squatted down suddenly, grabbed one of his hands, and repeatedly questioned: "You killed your mother...Is that right!"
The death of his mother was actually his first move!
It turned out that his killing of his loved ones had already begun before everyone knew it!
Mother, father, and then to her...
Sheng'er, second brother, second sister-in-law, third brother!
What did he do!
just for a throne? !
Even though there has been such a shocking event as the killing of the king, at this time everyone heard this suspected of killing the mother, they were still shocked.
Princess Jingrong is still questioning.
But the man never answered her, nor could he answer her again.
She noticed that the hand she was holding was gradually weakening, and the other hand had slowly dropped.
The sky became more and more gloomy, and dark clouds were crowded and surging.
"Boom——"
A sound of thunder rolled from the distant horizon.
Qingming Emperor's eyes were still wide open, and when his pupils diverged, his eyes were still full of resentment and unwillingness.
With a soft "patter", the first raindrop hit his face.
Emperor Zheng stretched out his hand tremblingly to test.
"Your Majesty... died..."
After a while, he tried his best to lift up his voice and shouted--
"Your Majesty is dead!"
"……"
The emperor is dead.
died in the land of Lingshan imperial mausoleum.
died when all the unbearable truths were revealed.
Kneeling and crying like a landslide, it was abnormally quiet at this time.
For a while, except for the sound of wind and rain, there was almost no movement.
The emperor has been sick for a long time.
As early as a few years ago, many people thought it would not last a few days.
However, the silence at the moment is obviously not just because everyone has anticipation of this day in their hearts——
Before this, they had never imagined that the majesty and decency of an emperor could be reduced to such a degree by themselves.
Wang Yan and Wu Chao came over.
Wu Chao came to his side and slowly squatted down.
He could see that his figure was now reflected in those wide-open eyes.
Isn’t it dead?
The people who really deserve to die are not him at all, but the innocent people who lost their lives in his hands.
The young man stretched out his hand and covered those eyes.
As slowly closed his eyes for him, his voice was low but clear and calm: "Walk all the way, Uncle Emperor——"
I once heard A Yuan say that within half an hour after death, people can still hear the voices around them.
He thought, during the big trip, he should let the other party hear him call Uncle Emperor.
As he got up, the fingers of the emperor's right hand hanging on the stone bricks lightly moved invisibly.
The princess Jingrong looked at the teenager who stood on one side in surprise.
——Uncle Emperor? !
The prince looked up in a daze.
Princess Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, only suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
At this moment, Ji Xiu knelt down on the side when he heard only a "plop" sound.
It was not the emperor who died, but the King Yan.
"At that time, because he was blinded by others, and because of his narrow-mindedness, he finally made a big mistake. Now the truth has been revealed, the enemy is dead, and the sinner Ji Xiu has no face to live in the world. Today, I would like to apologize with death and show regret! I only hope that your Highness can see that the criminals still have a bit of credit today, and can leave a way for the only daughter in my family!"
After the words are finished, he knocks on his head repeatedly.
Three beeps, the strength seems to shake the stone bricks under his feet.
Knocking his head, when he is about to straighten up, his face will not hesitate at all, grabbing a long knife immediately, and the sharp blade is out of the sheath in front of him, there is a cold light flashing in the rain screen——
Just as he swung his knife to wipe his throat, another cold light struck in front of him, and there was a sound of "right", the sound of the sharp blade fell, and the long knife in his hand was picked up by the sharp sword and fell to the ground.
Ji Xiu stared at the sword collector.
"Ji Shangshu does not have to be like this." King Yan looked at him and said: "After returning to Beijing, he will have his own legal principles to judge and deal with."
said, looking at the chaotic four times: "The current situation is special, and this is happening today. Everything in this palace must be dealt with by Ji Shangshu--"
Ji Xiu knelt there, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
Following up the aftermath, why should he have to?
His Royal Highness King Yan clearly deliberately gave him the opportunity to continue to commit crimes and meritorious service...
If he pleaded guilty in front of everyone today, he would be more able to prove the truth of Emperor Qingming’s killing of the emperor, and it would be impossible for the DPRK to have any disputes because of this!
This point, King Yan will not know.
But the other party is unwilling and disdainful.
Ji Xiu gave a wry smile in his heart, but suddenly flashed in his mind the figure of the vigorous and upright young man who had entered the military camp many years ago.
Always behind the teenager are two equally young boys. When the two boys mentioned the second son, their eyes were bright, and they were willing to persuade and follow, and they were born to death.
What is it that made the two children admire and worship?
He was really ridiculously stupid back then, his eyes were in vain, and his heart was blind!
Thinking about what he has been complaining about over the years, Ji Xiu tugged in his heart and kowtowed solemnly again. When his forehead touched the rain on the ground, his vision was blurred.
"Rumble—"
In the rain curtain, there was another thunder, dull and heavy, as if trying hard to split the chaos.
Xu Mingyi looked at the dark clouds of the horizon.
Thunder is born, everything is awake.
With the thunder, the heavier rain comes.
The officials retreated to the mausoleum to avoid the rain, and the body of Emperor Qingming was temporarily restrained.
The rain washed the gloomy sky and also washed away the blood.
……
Goodnight everybody.
(End of this chapter)