The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

The sixth prince, Fu Chengao, teamed up with King Qi to launch an attack in the south. The little prince in Jingzhong was not yet one year old, and the empty dragon chair was emitting a golden light.

The first few cabinet ministers all suggested that peace is the most important thing, and sent envoys to teach the sixth prince, and mentioned the kindness of the late emperor, so that he would find out his mistakes. Yang Zhen had different ideas, but was rejected in the end, Zhu Jue The proposed purpose is issued.

A few days later, news came from the front that the other side had beheaded the peace envoy in public, and sent a provocative letter, saying that the time when the little prince was born coincided with the end of the Kang family, and that God could not be able to bear the position, such words angered everyone. All the courtiers agreed to send troops to quell the chaos, known as the Pingchen Rebellion in history.

A year later, the war continued to worsen, Yangzhen's soldiers became weaker and weaker, and the people in the capital were panicked. Fu Chengao and King Qi became more and more powerful. He offered to cede the land as a division, but the other side quickly sent news, a very simple condition, the sixth prince Fu Chengao does not want to cede the land, only one person, someone he has missed for a long time.

The negotiations reached the final juncture, but they got stuck. Of course, several cabinet ministers agreed to Fu Chengao's request. After all, Zhu Jue was only asked to be a peace envoy, and he didn't want money from the treasury, so as long as he sacrificed himself and made selfless contributions to others. However, some people were unwilling. Zheng Zhongyang first scolded them with a sullen face for their impure thoughts, and cited many examples from the old years. They are the side that supports the orthodox, why are they afraid of them?

Yang Zhen's father also agreed, they didn't believe that Fu Chengao and King Qi's conditions were so simple, this time it was Zhu Jue, next time if they didn't make sure it was the little prince, he would do anything that was not greedy enough.

During the two stalemates, Zhu Jue kept his head silent, thinking about the news he received yesterday. It was said that there was news about Fu Renzhang on the northern border. However, he was seriously injured at the time and fell into a coma for nearly a year before waking up. I don’t know if it’s true or not, after all, I’ve received several before, and it’s all fake when he rushed over, this time...

Sighing, not wanting to listen to their discussion, he stroked the sleeve of his official uniform with his index finger, feeling a huge sense of emptiness in his heart.

This feeling lasted until noon, and there was no result discussed in the courtroom. The cabinet ministers simply threw the question directly to the person concerned to see how he chooses. After all, this is a major matter for the country and the people, as long as he is a little loyal to the emperor If you think about it, you have to go.

"The next official is willing to be an envoy of peace and help the court to solve the crisis."

Zheng Zhongyang pursed his lips in displeasure, but he could no longer argue, the rest was a private lawsuit.

With a word made up, Zhu Jue was going to set off the next day. Just after he left the capital, he ran eight hundred miles into the capital in a hurry, saying that someone from the north was going to suppress the bandits in the name of the Qing emperor, and the bandits were Fu Chengao and King Qi. .

The people in the capital did not know who this person was, after several inquiries, they even pointed the finger at the Ninth Prince Fu Renzhang. After comparing the two pictures, the cabinet ministers came up with a solution.

And Zhu Jue has already left Beijing, and Zheng Zhongyang arranged for him to escape. He apparently took a boat to the south to Fu Chengao, but in fact he was going to the north. Someone would fake his death on the way. From now on, there will be no Yu Enbo Zhu Jue.

Another year of winter, Zhu Jue was sitting in the carriage, feeling the cold in the north, holding the stove shaking from side to side. He searched for Fu Renzhang for a year, but he still couldn't find anyone. He didn't know if he had...

The more I can't find anyone, the more worried I am. I stay in a courtyard and listen to the report from the servants from the capital. Half a year ago, the court united with a team from the north to wipe out the rebels in the name of the Qing emperor. Fu Chengao and King Qi, the rift between them gradually grew, King Qi disliked Fu Chengao's indecision, and Fu Chengao couldn't understand King Qi's sexual behavior, as time passed, more and more disputes, King Qi simply He directly assassinated people, replaced Fu Chengao with his youngest son, and continued to create the illusion of the sixth prince. It was not until the incident was exposed that the truth came to light.

Zhu Jue was very surprised, who would help the little prince, and with such heavy military and financial resources, he couldn't figure it out at all, so he simply didn't want to, lay down and rested, and prepared to continue searching for people in the deep mountains.

But the person he was looking for was in the capital at this time. Fu Renzhang broke into the capital with very bloody means and quickly controlled the situation.

Now that the sky in the palace has changed, all the big families dare not jump around, for fear of offending the tyrant, especially the officials, all of them are like rats that have peed in their pants, huddled in the mansion, every time they think of the tyrant at the same time. , I can think of the tragic death of the four cabinet ministers in front of the palace gate, and shudder.

There is no warm sun in this winter, and a man is reflected in the gradually dancing snowflakes. He is dressed in a golden dragon robe. When he looks up, he can see his appearance clearly. Pearls, however, are deep and bottomless, with a sad color in the center, which gradually spreads around, showing a ruthless appearance.

He died again, he slammed his palms against Jin Zhu who was beside him with a clenched fist, a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes, and the cold wind poured into his heart, which made his whole body ache, why?Why?

The accompanying eunuchs at the back did not dare to move any more, and hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed.

A quarter of an hour later, the new emperor above asked, "Can you find Bo Yuenbo's body?"

The waiter didn't dare to move, and shook his head quickly, "No."

Fu Renzhang stood up straight, his arms hung down naturally, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and said in a cold tone, "Drag it out and chop it up."

Before the little waiter could recover, a hidden guard came down from behind, was already knocked unconscious and dragged down.

The man stood quietly for a long time, slowly recalling Zhu Jue's smile and dependence on him in the previous life, and gradually became alienated in this life, until he died, as if he had never been to the present, let His incomparable fear, Fu Renzhang remembered all of his previous life during his coma after the assassination, and after waking up, he speeded up and rushed to the capital, but he still missed him. Why did God tease him like this? It's irritating, sad...

In the imperial study room, the new emperor sits upright and reviews the memorials. His young body is full of unconscious majesty, as if he has been an emperor for decades, but in fact, Fu Renzhang is indeed, he has been emperor for ten years in his previous life, Some habits can't be changed, such as not smiling.

Zheng Zhongyang subconsciously looked at the former nine princes above him. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact he was in a panic. The ministers of the court were killed and slaughtered, but he and Yang Zhen were the only ones left, not knowing what it was. Plan, he naturally strikes first.

"Your Majesty, I am exhausted and want to disarm and return to the fields."

Hearing this, Fu Renzhang sneered, "What if I don't agree?"

Zheng Zhongyang nodded his head to the ground, in a state of submission.

Fu Renzhang's eyes flashed suddenly, and he clenched his pen tightly. This life is different from the last one. Zhu Jue, is it possible that he is not dead?

As long as he thinks of this possibility, he is excited. It is too painful to hug his cold corpse every day and night. After opening his eyes again, he is gray with sorrow, leaning on the dragon chair tiredly, and allowed him, " Hand it over."

Zheng Zhongyang quickly kowtowed, then got up and went out neatly.

Another year, the winter in the north was even colder. Zhu Jue was sitting wrapped in fox fur. Suddenly, a person came from a distance away. When he got closer, he could see his face clearly. His eyes with single eyelids were long and narrow, and he squinted at him slightly. Let me find it easily, Master Zhu."

Zheng Zhongyang flicked dozens of tails behind him to hide and find him. He thought that the two of them would get along very happily, but he didn't know that Zhu Jue's heart was already off.

Seeing the man put away the salute, fill the kettle, and replace the stove with carbon fire, Zheng Zhongyang raised his head and asked him inexplicably, "Are you still looking for him?"

Zhu Jue nodded with his back turned to him, not knowing how to bring up this topic, "Hmm."

"What's so good about him that it's worth your rush?"

The words without fake jealousy made the two of them even more silent. Zhu Jue also knew his cheap skin. It was clear at a glance who was good to him and who was not good to him. so-so.

"He's not good, that's why I miss him."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that Zheng Zhongyang's heart was pierced, and his eyes intertwined, Zheng Zhongyang suddenly smiled in relief, "For a while I hated myself for letting you go, but now I know that everything is fate, Zhu Jue , you come back to the capital with me, someone is waiting for you there..."

Chen Hui got up early, and the sky-shattering light crawled along the roof of the flying dragon, then turned sharply down, and entered the golden hall above the court hall. The emperor on the dragon chair watched the figure gradually approaching from the light, his palms clenched on the armrest, trembling all over , The secret excitement and intracranial compression formed his self-orgasm, only when he saw this man, he felt that he was alive, not a walking dead...

"My minister Yu Enbo Zhu Jue kowtowed to the Holy One, long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One."

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The author has something to say: it's over, and this book also has flaws. The characters are not very vividly portrayed, and the next book will continue to work hard.