Lingbo Luanqing Song

There were only two people left in the empty courtyard.Looking at those ink-like eyebrows and eyes, Zhao Ling felt that he could sink himself into it no matter when and where.

Throat tightened, palms were slightly sweaty, looking at Zhao Mingge's eyes, Zhao Ling's heart was full of regrets.

"Does Ling'er's wound still hurt?" Zhao Mingge's voice was visibly trembling.

Zhao Ling shook his head.

A tung leaf fell on Zhao Ling's shoulder. Zhao Mingge reached out to brush it away, but Zhao Ling grabbed his wrist.

"You and the princess can leave here."

"how about you?"

"I have to stay."

Zhao Mingge opened his mouth cautiously: "Didn't you and I agree at the beginning that after everything is over, we will take our mother and concubine together to live in seclusion?"

"Why don't you understand?" Zhao Ling let go of Zhao Mingge's wrist without leaving any warmth.

"There is no difference between me and that Li Jin. We will all give up love and give up you for the country and power!"

Zhao Mingge didn't respond, his eyes darkened, "You must be still blaming me for hurting you that day, or, do you have some difficulties, right? You always like to hide everything and carry it yourself, Don't let me share with you."

Zhao Ling frowned, with a slight look of anger on his face: "Zhao Mingge, I'm already Dayun's heir apparent! If you don't want to leave, stay here and watch me and Li Jin who can rule this country!"

Zhao Mingge's tears stopped abruptly, she smiled softly, her long eyelashes were blurred by the tears from the corners of her eyes, facing the autumn sun cast a small shadow, the light in her eyes was never seen again.

"Okay, then I will follow your wish!"

Zhao Mingge suppressed the trembling in her voice, and she felt a freezing coldness gradually spread throughout her body, making her shiver slightly.

She turned around slowly but froze in place, and suddenly forgot which foot to take the step from.The corners of her eyes finally trembled a little and she couldn't hold back her tears. She wanted to flee here quickly, but suddenly felt a gust of palm wind hit her neck, her eyes were dark, and a few drops of tears scorched the hands behind her who came to support her.

The fragrance of early autumn flowers is still there, and the new tea on the stone table is still warm. Looking at Zhao Mingge who is lying quietly in his arms, Zhao Ling's heart is already mottled and cold.

After a while, several prison students came from behind Zhao Ling, and the two quickly exchanged glances. Zhao Ling picked up Zhao Mingge and followed the prison students into the room at the back of the yard, while Debei and Bidu stayed outside.

an hour later

"Someone will come to meet you when you leave the city gate." Zhao Ling took out the piece of Phoenix Jue from his arms and handed it to Princess Mu. "Please pass this to Zhi'er."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a sharp cough.

Concubine Mu held Fenghuang Jue tightly in her palm. She frowned and patted Zhao Ling's back lightly. Her eyes were half concerned and half questioning: "What did you do in the house just now? Why is the prisoner also in the house?" middle?"

Zhao Ling panted heavily and looked up at Princess Mu with a firm and serious expression: "Trust me, I will never harm her."

Northern Capital Palace

"Have Zhao Mingge's mother and son left the city yet?" Si Yang Chengqian looked at the memorial in his hand and asked casually.

The confidant eunuch standing aside did not dare to be careless, and bowed his head respectfully and replied: "Return to Your Majesty, our people followed the mother and son of Princess Mu out of the city, all the way to the outskirts of the city ten miles away, and found that they were killed by some unknown people. People escorted them all the way to the south.”

"Hmph!" Siyang Chengxu picked up the tea in his hand and took a sip, "Forget it, let her go."Turning over two pages of the memorial in his hand, "Has Gu been released?"

"The day before yesterday, everything is under His Majesty's control."

Si Yang Chengqian nodded in satisfaction, put down his teacup lightly, but kept his eyes on the long list of names on the memorial.

"How is the background investigation of these people?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the people presented by His Highness are all civil servants with considerable political achievements in the local area, or generals who have made military achievements on the battlefield. They also want to have a clean background. Many of them have had friendship with His Highness and have a lot of connections. shallow people"

"Oh? Heh! It's good to have a very close relationship. I can use her with confidence only if she is favoritism."

Si Yang Chengqian looked up at the portrait of Yuanhe Empress hanging in the corner of the room, and the light in his eyes flickered: "These people were promoted so that Ling'er will ascend the throne and consolidate the imperial power in the future, and I have done everything I can. It's just Luo'er, she is still so alienated from me, so strange..."

In the summer of the 26th year of Emperor Dayun Heng, the crown prince Si Yangling led troops into the Beidu Imperial Palace in the name of the Qing emperor, forcing Emperor Heng to abdicate.

It was the month when she ascended the throne and proclaimed herself emperor, and continued to use the reign title of Emperor Heng for honor and filial piety, and was known as Empress Hengjia in history.

Bai Yong Wang's son-in-law, Si Yangke, was the chancellor, lightly paid and poorly paid, cleaned up military discipline, and severely punished corruption.For a while, Dayun looked quite prosperous.

Since Zhao Ling forced the palace to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor for more than half a year, Emperor Heng Si Yang Chengqian has been imprisoned in Youhe Palace.

On the moonlit night of Mid-Autumn Festival, in the courtyard of the Qing Dynasty, a pot of turbid wine was drunk several times.

The vermilion palace door opened slowly, Zhao Ling was dressed in a royal robe and got out of the sedan chair, pushed everyone away, and walked towards the man who was drinking tea alone in the courtyard with a bit of coolness.

A small altar with delicate lines hot on its surface was thrown in front of Siyang Chengqian, and Zhao Ling took advantage of the situation and sat opposite.

"you're drunk."

"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, civil and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives are all singing and dancing in Weiyang Hall. I drank two cups and then ran away. I want to come and accompany you."

Zhao Ling removed the mud seal on the small altar, lifted the altar cover, and a quiet and mellow aroma of wine rushed to his face.Si Yang Chengqian involuntarily leaned forward, and what entered his nose was the long-lost pear blossom wine.

The sparkling fine wine poured out from the altar and was placed in two celadon gilt bowls. Before Zhao Ling put down the wine altar, the person in front of him had already drank the bowl of pear blossom wine.

"Keep your teeth fragrant, never forget in March"

Si Yang Chengqian closed his eyes and nodded, and sent it lightly, which was regarded as appreciation.

Zhao Ling chuckled, and filled the bowl in front of him again.

"I made it."

Si Yang Chengqian opened his eyes, and there were waves in his chaotic eyes, as if there were waves of unknown emotions that condensed and never dissipated.

"It smells like your mother's queen."

"Yeah..."

Zhao Ling raised his hand and took a sip, as if trying to find something.After a while, he shook his head and put down the wine, looking at the person in front of him.

"How does father feel about this Da Yun court?"

"The politics are clear, the military discipline is strict, the people's hearts are stable, and there is a great sign of ZTE!"

Si Yang Chengqian's words were filled with a bit of pride and expectation, "It only took you more than half a year to achieve this, and within a few years, I, Da Yun, will regain the lost land, dominate the country and create a prosperous world just around the corner!"

Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows, and a hoarse voice rolled from his throat: "So even if you find yourself entering this northern capital, you have been slowly infiltrating your power, dismantling the power in your hands, even if you are kicked out of the throne in the end , and you didn't do much to resist. How did you manage to be so comfortable with the situation?"

The autumn wind passed through the huge courtyard and rolled up the corners of their clothes. Zhao Ling's three-foot black hair hanging behind him danced with the wind, casting a somewhat strange shadow under the moonlight.

Emperor Heng looked straight at Zhao Ling, his only direct bloodline, so many years of secret observation and probing, but it seemed that he was not as serious as today's one.

"Some things must be done by you."

"Everyone who has lived for a century, nobles and dignitaries, their roots are entwined with their branches, so you can't move them. And since I was not in the court since I was a child, I have had little to do with them, so I have a lot less worries when I do things, and the decision to kill and kill is more straightforward!"

The restlessness in his heart finally made Zhao Ling growl and stand up: "But the humerus in the middle like King Mu, the pillar of the country, why don't you let it go and start early instead? King Mu seems to be physically strong, but in fact, you have already secretly killed him." Poison, the body has already been extremely depleted. The family has been persecuted to this point by the royal family, how can Zhao Mingde not rebel?!"

Si Yang Chengqian sat quietly on the spot, his voice was still calm and without the slightest warmth, but the hostility in his eyes was even worse: "Have you ever thought that the hearts of the two women I care about most in this life are all captured by his Zhao family?" Duo, how can I not hate this kind of pain and humiliation! Zhao Yang has a heavy army in his hands, and his daughter is your fatal weakness..."

He raised his head, looked into Zhao Ling's eyes and said leisurely, "Emperors cannot have weaknesses."