Palace (2)
Not signing?
Jing Yi asked, "Does Imperial Father wish to wait for Jing Rong?"
Ah!
Indeed!
Qi Zhen Emperor's face paled as he looked at his son, who looked like a jackal and a wolf.
"Imperial Father probably doesn't know yet, but in the few days that you were ill, something big happened in the capital. That brilliant Teacher Ji, who has solved many strange cases, was … beheaded in public four days ago."
"Eh? What … What did you say? "
"Imperial Father didn't hear wrongly. Miss Ji, who was disguised as a man and committed the crime of deceiving the Emperor, has been beheaded. Jing Rong felt guilty for not being able to save her and is now bedridden. He's already half a cripple. Moreover, everyone in the palace belongs to this official. Even if Jing Rong grows wings, he won't be able to fly to Imperial Father's side to save her. If Imperial Father doesn't sign and stamp this imperial edict, don't blame this official for ordering a massacre in the palace. Not a single one of those loyal to Imperial Father will be spared." “
Not a single one will be spared.
Qi Zhen Emperor's entire body trembled with rage.
Qi Zhen Emperor was so angry that his whole body was trembling. His eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were clattering.
"Bastard!" He scolded.
Jing Yi wasn't annoyed. He looked at Jing Rong sinisterly as he took a few steps forward and continued, "When that time comes, this son will pin the blame on Jing Rong and kill everyone in the Rong Estate for the crime of rebellion. Imperial Father, you will also be bedridden for a long time. Once you return, the throne of Great Lin will still belong to this son. However, if Imperial Father signs and stamps this imperial edict, this son will guarantee that not a single official of the court will be harmed. Jing Rong will also be unharmed. Not only that, once this son ascends to the throne, he will be conferred a higher title. Imperial Father will also be able to sit back and relax."
This deal seemed to be worth it!
Qi Zhen Emperor supported himself with one hand on the bed frame and the other on the bedsheets. His lips trembled for a moment before he laughed heartily. "Our good son! Good son! "
His eyes were brimming with tears.
His deep and aged voice echoed in the inner hall of Fuyang Hall.
The sound of the rain outside grew louder. The sky was about to brighten.
Jing Yi's patience was running out.
He raised his hand and signaled the guards beside him. Looking at the Emperor in front of him who did not have long to live, his brows furrowed high. The corners of his eyes narrowed as he said, "I have already given father a chance. Right now, it is already a quarter past five in the morning. If the imperial edict does not pass, then I can only … order a massacre. “
That raised palm was pressing down bit by bit.
At the same time, everyone in the inner hall held their breaths, their eyes fixed on Jing Yi's hand.
At the very last moment —
The Qizhen Emperor said, "We will sign."
His voice was filled with helplessness and compromise.
Jing Yi's lips curled into a triumphant smile as he lowered his hand.
The young eunuch at the bedside passed the tray in his hand forward.
Qi Zhen Emperor stared at the yellowish imperial edict for a long time before he weakly picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. With the tip of the brush trembling, he wrote his name on the imperial edict. Then, he picked up the imperial seal and stamped it heavily.
The imperial edict of passing on the throne had been completed!
Concubine Xiao, who was at the side, was more excited than anyone else. She grabbed the imperial edict and carefully examined it. Every word and sentence was written clearly on it.
My son is finally going to be the Emperor!
"Cough cough …" She was so excited that she started coughing, almost losing her balance. Fortunately, Sang Lan supported her.
Concubine Xiao then handed the imperial edict to Jing Yi.
Jing Yi unfolded it and was very satisfied.
He immediately cupped his hands in thanks, "This son thanks Imperial Father for granting my wish."
Hmph!
The Qizhen Emperor waved his hand and swept the tray in the young eunuch's hand. Fortunately, the eunuch was fast enough to catch the imperial seal, but the brush and inkstone were knocked to the ground.
Pitter patter.
The inkstone was knocked over, and the ink splashed onto Jing Yi's wet robes.
He was not angry and dismissed it with a laugh.
Then, he ordered the Cabinet Minister, "May I trouble the Cabinet Minister to go out and announce that the Emperor is ill and has already issued an imperial edict. When the court session begins, the edict will be read out."
The Cabinet Minister replied, "Yes."
And so, he went out.
The Qizhen Emperor was furious. He had already taken the medicine that Concubine Xiao had put in the tremella soup. At this moment, it seemed that he would not live for long. He spoke with difficulty, "We have already agreed to your request. I hope that you will keep your word and not harm the innocent."
Jing Yi replied, "This son obeys."
However, the barely discernible smile on his face betrayed him.
A person like him naturally would not allow a bomb to be placed by his side. Once he ascended the throne, the first person he would kill would be Jing Rong.
He quietly waited in the room, but the Cabinet Minister's voice did not come from outside.
Huh?
Why is there no sound?
The sound of the rain is also not loud!
Jing Yi looked out through the hollowed window and saw that the fire outside seemed to be brighter.
He frowned and ordered someone to go out and check.
However, the person who went out seemed to have disappeared and did not come back to report the situation.
What happened?
Jing Yi suddenly felt uneasy. His expression suddenly tightened and he hurried out.
Just as he stepped out of Fuyang Hall, the fiery light outside was so dazzling that he could not open his eyes. He immediately turned his eyes away to adapt to the light.
Only then did he discover …
The court officials and imperial guards who had followed him into the palace were no longer there. In front of him stood another group of people.
The leader was Lang Po!
Ah!
Jing Yi was flabbergasted. In that instant, his palms suddenly turned cold. He stared at the scene with wide eyes in disbelief. "Why is it like this?"
Lang Po, who was standing in the drizzle, raised his eyebrows and smiled broadly. "Prince Yi, you didn't expect this, did you? Look around you. You are now a cornered beast. "
All around him were people who wanted his life.
He narrowed his malicious eyes and said fiercely, "You intruded into the palace. You are undoubtedly seeking death."
"Prince Yi, have you not realized that the people you placed in the palace have already surrendered?"
"Impossible!"
Haha.
Suddenly, Commander Xiao hurried over with a group of soldiers and horses. He stood beside Lang Po and said, "The north and south palace gates have been opened. The last army has entered the palace and all the rebels have surrendered."
"Many thanks, Commander Xiao."
"Protecting Your Majesty and the safety of the Imperial Palace has always been my duty," he said majestically.
Jing Yi was startled and furious. He clenched his fists. "Commander Xiao? How dare you betray this prince! "
He shouted loudly.
Commander Xiao stepped forward with a firm and unyielding aura. With a cold expression, he said, "Prince Yi, the situation has been decided. The troops you ordered me to place in the palace have all been withdrawn. The palace is now under Prince Rong's control. You are now in the tiger's den. You should turn back."
"Turn back?" He sneered and gritted his teeth. "This prince has already made preparations both inside and outside the capital. The city gates were closed last night, and no one can enter. If War Secretary Ji hasn't received this prince's order to retreat by the time the clock strikes three in the morning, he will lead his troops into the palace. All of you will become skeletons in the palace."
He hasn't lost yet!
However —
A voice suddenly came from the crowd.
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