Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Mi Xian was ready to escape, but he didn't expect these people to be so fast. He had just scratched the skin of the last prince when they noticed something was wrong and rushed in. Their martial arts were exactly the same as those of the people he met when he rescued Qian Muqing.

"The old emperor has no descendants. Haha, I want to see how he schemes against others."

If you can't escape, then just let it go. The caught Mei Xian kept cursing until someone took off his shoes, pulled off his socks and stuffed them into his mouth.

The little guard who contributed a pair of socks faced the praise from others and put on the socks leisurely. After Mi Xian was sent to the emperor, the little guard was no longer seen.

In Wangzhou, after receiving the news, Ding Yi smiled and looked at the young face in front of him, praising him: "Nineteen, well done, I'll remember your achievement."

Nineteen touched his head and said in a silly and happy tone, "It was the prince who made a brilliant plan."

Ding Yi has been in Wangzhou for two years, and now the finale is about to begin. Soon, someone will invite him to Beijing to preside over important events.

Spring in the capital city moves exceptionally slowly. The days slowly pass into May and into summer, the irritable summer. A heart-pounding atmosphere shrouds the capital city.

The five princes under the emperor died suddenly in succession within three days. According to rumors, their deaths were horrific. They were alive and well, but in just a few days, they seemed to have been hollowed out, leaving only a layer of skin.

The imperial physician investigated again and again but could not find any problem. He could only conclude that the five princes were poisoned. The evidence was Mi Xian, the dagger, and the wounds on the princes' bodies.

Before they could come up with an effective treatment plan, the five princes had already passed away.

In just a few days, the emperor lost all his sons, his hair turned white overnight, he suffered heart failure, vomited blood frequently, and could not even attend the morning court.

Mi Xian, who was still under interrogation, was torn into pieces by five horses, and his identity was also revealed. The emperor, who was lying on the bed, was so angry that he vomited blood.

It was written on the paper in his hand that Mi Xian was Mi Ji's son. Mi Ji struggled to see his son for the last time at the last moment of his life. God knows what Mi Ji said to him that made Mi Xian kill the five princes.

Mieji is a dog secretly raised by the emperor to help him deal with things that cannot be put in the open. The last order the emperor gave Mieji was to assassinate Prince Cheng. The purpose was not to kill Prince Cheng, but to make Prince Cheng unable to be a healthy person in the future. After knowing that Prince Cheng could not stand up due to poisoning, the emperor was delighted and issued an order to clear the tails, and Mieji was one of the tails.

Mieji had done many things for the emperor and knew the emperor's privacy, especially the assassination of Prince Cheng, which the emperor did not want anyone to know. After he ascended the throne, his brothers died or were disabled, leaving only one good one, who was his own brother, more than 20 years younger than him, and he was raised as his son.

Although he was raised as his son, he was always on guard against Prince Cheng. As long as he stood up, he would be hit by the Emperor.

The emperor didn't want at all that a hundred years later, people would mention him and say that he couldn't tolerate his brothers.

He wanted King Cheng to be alive, but at the same time he didn't want him to live well.

The ministers who were still considering how to take sides and which prince to support were dumbfounded. The accident came so suddenly, what should they do?

There is no need to consider it now.

The emperor was in poor health, and it was another morning court session without the emperor. After the court session was over, the ministers were talking about it. News came from the palace that the emperor had vomited blood many times because of the five princes, and now he was dying.

The ministers wanted to confirm the next emperor, but no one read their memorials, so they wrote them in vain. But they couldn't just ignore it, because the next emperor was also part of the country, and they would not feel at ease if they didn't choose one.

I don't know who mentioned that Prince Cheng was in Wangzhou. It was said that he met a miracle doctor and could now walk without a wheelchair.

More importantly, King Cheng is unmarried, which is profitable.

Ding Yi, who was far away in Wangzhou, received visitors one after another. They were all thousand-year-old monsters. Ding Yi didn't care what their intentions were, as it was all within his expectations anyway.

"My Lord, when will we return to Beijing?"

"It's not time yet." Ding Yi stood on the top of Moshan Mountain in Wangzhou. The scorching heat of the dog days of summer was about to dissipate, and the world would soon usher in the bleak autumn scenery.

"My brother is holding on pretty well, but he won't be able to hold on for long."

As the sun and the moon changed and autumn began, Ding Yi received an imperial edict from the capital, asking him to pack up and return to the capital immediately.

The person who came was an old acquaintance, the Minister of War Heng Ying. Heng Ying was not as high-spirited as last time. The man in front of him was Ding Yi, the man with the closest bloodline to the current emperor. If nothing unexpected happened, he would become the next emperor.

Heng Ying couldn't help but lower his posture in front of Ding Yi, who sneered and walked past him. His good brother, was he sending someone here for him to deal with?

Heng Ying lowered his head and broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the sneer.

He knew the intention of the superior, but he did not dare to refuse, and could not refuse. He only hoped that after King Cheng ascended the throne, the blame would be placed on him alone and his family would be spared.

When entering the gate of the capital, Ding Yi smiled and said to Heng Ying: "Lord Heng once said that things change over time. I didn't expect Lord Heng to be so wise and had anticipated today's situation."

"Your Majesty, I dare not joke."

Heng Ying smiled bitterly. Was that what he meant at the beginning? He had just passed the imperial examination and couldn't stand the arrogance of Prince Cheng. He was young and full of energy, so he said a few words.

Soon, he caught the emperor's eye, and Prince Cheng went to the border to begin his military career.

The last time they met, King Cheng was sitting and he was standing. Now King Cheng is still sitting and he is still standing.

It's just that the positions between the two have been reversed. At that time, he was standing and asking questions from a superior position. Now, he is standing and asking questions humbly.

If any one of the five princes had survived, he would not have to accept such humiliation.

Unfortunately, there is no but.

King Cheng, who did not fight for anything, became the ultimate winner.

Time is also fate!

Ding Yi didn't know what Heng Ying was thinking. Even if he knew, he would only sneer. What a fate! If he hadn't started to fight back, he would have died in those assassinations.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought about the throne, but in every life, he and Wen Chengyue were forced to fight for it.

What is it like to have a petty brother? You can't be too outstanding, but you can't be too little. Everything depends on his happiness.

I don’t have much ability myself, but I can’t stand seeing others have ability. I like the feeling of having everything under control, but I don’t have the ability to control everything.

If this kind of emperor is lucky, he will live like this for the rest of his life. If he is unlucky, he will be a disaster for the people.

Jealousy of talented people is a big taboo for emperors.

Outside the city gate, there were no civil or military officials to greet him, only a few minor officials who stood guard at the gate and flattered Ding Yi.