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The emperor died, and his mouth and nose were bleeding when he died.

The first three wills of Prince Xuanyuan Xin after he succeeded to the throne, one is to respect the former Empress Dowager Deng as the Empress Dowager, the other is to respect the former Empress Deng as the Empress Dowager, and the third is to register the harem, among which the Crown Princess Li is the empress, and the good Di Zhao is the imperial concubine.

In front of all the important ministers of the three provinces, the Emperor Daxing left the last order, which was to call all clan members including Wei Wang Xuanyuanzhu to Beijing to worship.

There is only one exception, that is King Su Xuanyuan Hui.

The dying Emperor Daxing didn't leave any reason, so Empress Deng wanted to take off the hat of disloyalty and disfilialism on the spot, so Emperor Daxing held his last breath and said three times in a row, "King Su is pure and filial." , three years of filial piety in the feudal land, no need to enter Beijing", I don't know if I am missing my beloved son who is far away in the frontier, or I want to say it again, this emperor who was extremely useless when he was in power, silently called "King Su" again, and passed away forever .

Empress Deng, the current Empress Dowager Deng, immediately ordered everyone present to swear to the sky—the late emperor ordered all the princes to enter Beijing immediately to observe filial piety; King Su was disloyal and unfilial, and was demoted to the county king.

Everyone in the Deng party naturally obeyed everything, but so many senior members of the cabinet who had been in love with the emperor and pregnant with Huang Peizi all prostrated themselves on the ground, silent like cicadas.

At this time, Chen Bingwen, the living annotator who had been silently recording by the side, shouted, "This is not the 25th year of Duke Xiang?"

Just when Empress Dowager Deng ordered him to be shot, the eunuch Shou An suddenly stuffed him with the edict hidden in his arms, pushed him out of the palace gate, and held on tightly to the palace gate, letting the arrows rain fall on the body.

Chen Bingwen was only stunned for a moment, and then ran out like crazy, with countless armored guards chasing after him.

The arrow rain was ruthless, seeing that the guard was riddled with holes and almost turned into a ball of mud, and several eunuchs took a last look at the ashen-colored late emperor on the dragon bed, one after another, holding hands and blocking the door.

At this moment, these eunuchs who had always been despised by others looked more like dignified men than those Kong Wu tall and armed guards with sharp weapons.

In front of Hanyuan Hall, the officials in Beijing had already heard the wind and knelt there.

Chen Bingwen exhausted all his strength to read the will, and then threw the will and the living note in his hand towards the direction of Taixue.

"The emperor was wronged, the new emperor lost his virtue, and the country fell into the hands of thieves. Therefore, the Lord has a spirit, and he will be punished by heaven!" Seeing the soldiers chased out of the palace, Chen Bingwen leaned on Huanbiao weakly, pointing to the way of heaven, "After today, the thief Deng I will never let me be tolerated again, I swear by my life, I will turn into an evil Shura ghost, the Deng family will not be destroyed, and I swear that I will not be reincarnated!"

After saying that, he bit his tongue, twitched a few times and then fell silent.

Zhongshu ordered Liu Yu to order Qian Yong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, to come and see the situation, but he was so overwhelmed by the scene in front of the hall that he didn't dare to step out of the hall.

The group of officials was clearly divided. Half of them knelt in front of the main hall as before, while the other half knelt behind Huanbiao Chen Bingwen's body. All of them looked up with anger and looked up in silence.

Most of the people there are from the Hanlin Academy, Taixue, and Yushitai, and their ranks are higher than his.

But those eyes scared him.

"Those who achieve great things should not stick to small details." The new emperor Fang Tength couldn't wait to establish his prestige, "pass on the order, if you refuse to obey, all the court staff!"

"Will this arouse public anger?" Liu Yu hesitated.

Xuanyuan Xin sneered and said: "People's anger? For those old-fashioned Qingliu, no matter how much favor I give, it's just a deception; no matter how filial and benevolent I am, it's just a fake. If that's the case, it's better to just seal their mouths, Let other people see, what is the Wrath of the Son of Heaven!"

The eunuchs that Empress Deng relied on were finally entrusted with important tasks outside the inner palace. One by one, they interrogated those noble and arrogant scholars on the spot.

Before Emperor Daxing had a small funeral, the ground outside the Taiji Hall was already covered with blood.

Chen Bingwen is not lonely when he thinks about it on Huangquan Road, because there are more than [-] people singing generously and walking with him.

In the end, the will and living note that were thrown around were never found.

However, there were still more than a hundred people who refused or pretended to submit. The real will of Emperor Daxing finally spread throughout Chang'an like wings.

Ten days later, the decree officer of the Ministry of Rites arrived in Suzhou with the imperial court's decree and the new emperor's order.

The city of Suzhou was as usual, and the governor of Suzhou, Shen Mi, was waiting at the gate of the city in official uniform.

"Why don't you see the lord?" The messenger put on airs.

Shen Mi was surprised: "The decree of the Ministry of Rites, why, it was actually passed on to the prince?"

It seems that Su Wang did not get any news, the messenger was quite satisfied, and said, "Where is His Royal Highness Su?"

Shen Mi was terrified, "Your Highness is admiring the flowers at the palace."

The messenger showed a little disdain, "You're not leading the way yet?"

Shouting and huddling to King Su's mansion, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo from a distance, and the official who delivered the decree pretended to be angry and said, "Why don't you hurry up and let the prince stop? Those who don't know are not guilty, and I will pretend that I have never seen it."

Shen Mi put money into the man's hand while sending someone to report, "Shangguan is merciful, but what happened, you want to ban singing and dancing?"

The messenger took the money and squeezed out two tears from the corners of his eyes, "You will know later."

He walked quickly into the garden, and saw Princess Su was burning incense and playing the piano, and King Su was resting on his lap with a wine glass in his hand.

As soon as the young man who was going to report the message finished speaking, King Su got up recklessly and almost staggered. The princess looked at him reproachfully, helped him to stand up, and the two came up together.

Since he came to proclaim the decree on behalf of the new emperor, the decree official put on a good posture, said lightly, "King Su accepts the decree", and read the decree word by word.

Upon hearing the death of his father, the still young Su Wangxian was stunned, and then began to cry loudly, no different from ordinary teenagers who lost their father.

And when he heard that he was not allowed to go to Beijing to worship, Xuanyuan Hui simply rolled his eyes and passed out, leaving the equally mournful princess standing there helplessly.

"After the decree is delivered, the lower officials will leave, and the concubine will ask a good man to take care of the prince." The decree officer himself was born in a noble family, and he was quite sympathetic to the former son who married a wimp, so he no longer felt embarrassed, and left with his hands. Go back and write the secret book and report it truthfully.

Zhao Xu stood where he was, not seeing Xuanyuan Hui's movement for a long time, and squatted down, his face darkening.

Different from the time when he first arrived in Suzhou, this time Xuanyuan Hui really mourned too much.

He knew in his heart that what he heard just now made Xuanyuan Hui, who had already known the news, unable to hold back—his father, an emperor who was not successful but great enough, was posthumously named Huaizong.

One cannot govern the country internally, one cannot defend against powerful enemies externally, benevolence is short-lived, one loses one's position and dies in one's arms...

Does this compare him to the king of subjugation?

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