Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

This time the carriage did not drive straight into the palace, but stopped at the gate.

The gate of the imperial palace was slowly opened from the inside, and the infantry stepped out in neat steps, walked to the back of the carriage, and greeted their master, who was also the master of this imperial palace, this imperial city, and even this country. future owner.

The crowd was like a dark cloud, hanging over the dreary palace.

They are the guardians of the palace and his burial people.

Jing An got out of the car first, supported Yan Hanzhang, and let him get down steadily.

The gale was blowing with white snowflakes, which made people's bones ache.

Yan Hanzhang was wearing a black cloak, standing on the snow-white ground.

He looked back and saw tens of thousands of cavalry and infantry behind him. They were wearing cold armor. His most trusted generals and soldiers were preparing to give the imperial city the final fatal blow with him.

He looked at Jing An, whose black hair was already covered with snow, and felt more at ease.

Even in this solemn atmosphere, he thought of some romantic things inappropriately.

The wind and snow fell all over his head, but it was considered white.

He shook his head, laughing at himself in his heart, the love between his sons and daughters is poison for the intestines.

No matter what, win.

Jing An grabbed his hand violently, frowned tightly, looking at the dark clouds in the distance, his expression was not very good.

Caring is messy.It turned out that he couldn't escape either.

Yan Hanzhang smiled, patted him reassuringly, and said, "Don't be afraid. Don't worry, everything is ready."

Jing An still frowned, looked down from the sky, looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar palace surrounded by red walls, and nodded for a long time.

The way forward is not important, what is important is that there is no way out.

"Yeah." He squeezed Yan Hanzhang's hand.

The two stood side by side and got on the tall horse.

Malaysia is not affected by the cold winter at all, majestic and quite imposing.

The horses led them and tens of thousands of soldiers behind them into the palace, and rushed all the way to His Royal Highness Jin Luan.

Yan Hanzhang and Jing An got off their horses, dressed one in black and one in white, and went up to the Golden Luan Hall from both sides.

Cloaks surged behind them.

Behind them followed formations of soldiers in silver armor.

King Jingping back then, now Emperor Jing, was sitting in the Jinluan Hall. When he saw them, he stood up with trembling legs, pointed at Yan Hanzhang, and said:

"Regent...regent, you...you are so courageous, are you going to rebel?"

Yan Hanzhang smiled and said: "Your Majesty's words are wrong. Isn't what I have to do now the same as what you did to Emperor Jing Ling?"

Emperor Jing's face turned green and white, and said, "Yan Hanzhang...you are ambitious."

Yan Hanzhang said: "It's all on the side of the Qing emperor. I see that there are too many treacherous concubines around you. I can't bear the shame of the ancestors of Dajing, so I will perform the duties of the regent for the deceased Lingdi. Only in this way can I live up to him. The trust of the elderly."

"You... Yan... Yan Hanzhang... you..." Emperor Jing was terrified and angry, pointing at him speechless.

Yan Hanzhang stood on the main hall with a calm and indifferent expression, and said: "Your Majesty, let the virtuous."

The courtiers behind him knelt down one after another and said, "I beg Your Majesty to let you be worthy."

In an instant, on the main hall, only a few old officials were left standing.

It turned out that the general situation was over.

But... such a big trend, how has it ever been by his side?

Emperor Jing looked at it, and all the sorrow and fear in his heart suddenly came to his heart. It turned out that he had been deceiving himself and others for so many years!

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed, and said: "Hahaha, Yan Hanzhang, I will never abdicate, if you have the ability, you will kill me, and then you will not even want to live!"

Yan Hanzhang chuckled and said, "Your Majesty is talking about the mandarin duck mirror?"

Emperor Jing's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes were red, and his expression looked desperately ferocious, he said, "What did you say?"

Yan Hanzhang chuckled again, his calm and calm appearance was in stark contrast to the dying Jingdi at the moment, and said: "Your Majesty, there are not many capable people in the world, and there are not many people who can understand the mirror of mandarin ducks, but unfortunately, just Rangchen met."

He turned his head slightly, and looked at Jing An standing aside from the corner of his eye, feeling warm in his heart.

Emperor Jing looked at him and completely collapsed. With an expression of disbelief, he said repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible, impossible..."

Suddenly, he drew the sword of the guard with a sword beside him.

Jing An's eyes became sharp in an instant, he drew out his sword, and stood in front of Yan Hanzhang, looking at the mad Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing laughed out loud. Years of indulgence made his face black and black, like a living dead. His appearance was no different from a lunatic. He laughed, opened his sword, put it on his neck, looked at Yan Hanzhang, and said loudly : "Yan Hanzhang! Yan Hanzhang! Even if I die, I will never give up my seat to you. I want blood to splash on this golden palace, so that you will be charged with regicide in the future, and every time you sit on this dragon chair Always remember, my soul is following you! I curse you and those around you to death without a place to die!"

Yan Hanzhang's eyes became sharp all of a sudden, and before he could say anything, he saw a flash of light beside him.

Emperor Jing was nailed to the dragon chair with a sword.

His eyes were wide open, full of horror and disbelief.

Yan Hanzhang quickly looked at Jing An.

There was no trace of anger on Jing An's face, only calm and indifferent.

Yan Hanzhang turned his head and glanced at the crowd, his eyes were like steel knives on everyone, and said: "Emperor Jing was killed by this king, did you all see it?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood the regent, no, the new emperor wanted to protect this person and wanted to respond, but he didn't know how to say it.

The general at the side stepped forward, glanced at them, and said: "My lord can't bear to see the people suffer. Killing a tyrant should be praised by all the people."

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, and they all praised the regent for eliminating harm for the people and having the virtue of King Wen.

Yan Hanzhang looked at the old ministers who were still standing there, and said, "What do you guys think?"

The faces of several veteran officials were already ashamed, showing expressions of determination to die.

Yan Hanzhang didn't care about these courtiers who couldn't solve the problem on weekdays and would only die to remonstrate, but these few people had a high reputation among the people, and it would be a little troublesome if they died.

His expression was indifferent and gentle, as in the past, and he said: "Several adults have wives and children in their families. You should know that there are rules for rebellious officials and thieves, wives and daughters who are prostitutes, and children and grandchildren entering the palace."

The complexions of the few people turned even paler. They have lived their entire lives for their reputations. Why...how did they become traitors?

However, loyalty and treachery have been nothing but a pen in the hands of those in power since ancient times.

One knelt down and said, "Your Majesty."

More people knelt down: "Your Majesty."

There was only one person, looking at the court with a pair of old eyes, suddenly laughed, and said: "The country will not be the country, the country will not be the country."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with the last of his strength, "The master humiliated the subject to death."

Then he slammed his head against a pillar.

Jing An didn't respond, but looked at Yan Hanzhang, and the other party didn't respond as expected, Taifu Zhao's death didn't even stir up waves for him.

This guy even wiped his hands with a handkerchief, then threw the handkerchief on the ground, and said: "Throw away that dragon chair, I'm making one, I think it's dirty."

After finishing speaking, he led Jing An out.

Jing An secretly shook his head, but didn't say anything.

The old emperor is dead, and the most important part of the change of dynasty has been completed. Let the steward take care of the rest.

He is now Fu Gonggong.

Eunuch Fu looks very similar to his name, looks blessed and harmless, but no one dares to underestimate him, because he is not an ordinary person who has been under the new emperor for so long.

Back in the day, Yan Hanzhang, the regent, also had such a gentle, harmless and loyal appearance.

After that day, Yan Hanzhang came up with another imperial decree.

Impressively, it was written by the previous emperor, Emperor Jing Ling.

It said that the regent Yan Hanzhang was the younger brother of Emperor Jingling, who had been living among the people by accident, and now that he came back, he had no intention of becoming the throne, and only wanted to assist King Ping to ascend the throne.

"I am lingering on the sick bed, and time is running out, but I am afraid that King Ping will not be able to take on this important task. I have granted the regent Yan Hanzhang. If the new emperor is stupid, he will have the ability to dethrone the emperor."

The world was in an uproar.

I don't know if this very nonsense edict is true or not, but it does make some students and courtiers who feel that they have betrayed the great scene and feel sorry for them feel a lot better.

It's a big fig leaf for bitches who want to set up an archway.

Yan Hanzhang ordered the country's name to remain unchanged.

Everyone praised the new emperor's benevolence.

Jing An lay on the soft lap of the new emperor who changed the world, spit a piece of grape skin into his noble hand, and said, "Have you found your imperial decree?"

Yan Hanzhang didn't know what he remembered, he looked a little ashamed, looked at Jing An, and said, "I found it."

Jing An didn't care about that matter anymore, he avoided Yan Hanzhang and wanted to feed him some fruit, and said, "Don't feed it, I'm full."

Yan Hanzhang coaxed him: "Eat another piece."

Jing An was overwhelmed by his response, avoided him, and said, "What are you coaxing me for? Am I Jing Yu?"

Yan Hanzhang was startled.

Jing Yu?

Why are you so familiar?

"hiss……"

Before he had time to think deeply, he heard Jing An's movement on the side.

Jing An covered his head, his body curled up slightly, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was in unbearable pain.

Yan Hanzhang panicked immediately. He looked at Jing An and said, "Jing An, Jing An, what's wrong with you? Jing An...don't...don't scare me."

He hurriedly said to the outside: "Tell the imperial physician!"

All voices were trembling.

Jing An turned over, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "Don't... don't tell the imperial physician."

"Jing An, I beg you, don't scare me, okay?" Yan Hanzhang's voice was filled with tears.

Jing An put his arms around him and said, "It's nothing, I just said something that shouldn't be said, and I got punished."

What should not be said... what should not be said... what should not be said?

correct.

He just said...Jing Yu.

The long and finely divided memories suddenly opened the joints and connected together, and the memories flooded into his mind like a spring.

King Yu.

Gu Ning.

Gu San.

And...Jing An.