Chapter 79

Author: Bailu Chengshuang|Release time: 07-01 17:06|Word count: 3060 Zhou Heshuo has never been so frightened as he is today. There will be no less than ten warriors, and even if it is to go out, there will be two rows of people standing outside the door.

But right now, he was banned by the emperor. The Anhe Palace was no more luxurious than the East Palace, and there were only a dozen or so guards who could be sent by him. In order to prevent the news from leaking, they were all sent to guard by him, leaving only two confidant servants. .

Just these two servants, who just looked at him, but now look at them, they are actually two unfamiliar faces.

Should have thought of it earlier.

Zhou Heshuo struggled to look at Shen Zhiluo, his eyes full of resentment.

In the end, he was a servant who had betrayed the master. How could he really trust him? When Yin Ninghuai died, he could say that he would follow the destiny and turn to him, and now he can naturally betray him again.

It's just that Zhou Heshuo couldn't understand that it was different from Yin Ninghuai's desperation that he was still able to turn around in this situation. Why should Shen Zhiluo give up on him?

The strength of the two minions was so great that they almost suffocated him. Zhou Heshuo struggled to no avail, his face flushed red, and blue veins burst out between his necks. Just before he fainted, his nose and mouth suddenly loosened.

Someone squeezed a small porcelain bottle and gave him a sip of something cold.

Coughing and drinking, Zhou Heshuo took a closer look and found that it was the girl in men's clothes just now, holding a porcelain bottle in one mouth and pinching the cuff in the other, with a dignified and elegant posture, not like a ghost in the dark night, but like someone from a high gate. lady.

lady?

For a moment, Zhou Heshuo suddenly remembered, "The Yin family from the Li family."

Hua Yue smiled and nodded at him: "This is the third time I have seen Your Highness. If you are rude, please look to His Highness Haihan."

A strange smell spread in his mouth, Zhou He Shuo's eyes were split, staring at her, coughing and saying, "I blame Ben Gong for being too kind, the first time I saw it, I shouldn't let you go."

At that time, the little maid was trembling, timid and uneasy, like a confused little lamb, and he felt pity in his heart. Who would have thought that such a little lamb would stand in front of him now, staring at him quietly with a dead man's eyes.

"The royal family of Wei has taught me since ancient times, don't underestimate the daughter." Holding the handkerchief and gently wiping the concoction on the corner of his mouth, Hua Yue sighed, "Although I am the most useless little daughter of the Yin royal family. , but in the end it also sheds the blood of Gaozu, the Yin royal family will have their revenge, and when His Highness killed Yin Ninghuai, he should have thought that such a day would come to him."

Yin Ninghuai, or Yin Ninghuai.

Zhou Heshuo looked at the man in front of him tremblingly, not knowing whether to be surprised that the Yin royal family still kept someone, or to sigh that he would lose to Yin Ninghuai after all.

A tearing pain in his abdomen came from bottom to top and reached his heart. He gasped and asked reluctantly, "Who are you, Yin Ninghuai?"

The paper money in the brazier in the courtyard was burned to ashes, and the last ray of fireworks remained, licking the remaining corners and jumping.

Hua Yue stared at the wisp of fire and suddenly remembered when Yin Ninghuai came to see her before she went to Guanshan.

The two of them didn't have a good word to say when they met, even if the mountains and rivers were about to break down and the enemy army was crushing the border, Yin Ninghuai still fiercely said: "Give me Ming Pei, you are not in the family tree of the Yin royal family, and when the sky falls, it will naturally not collapse. to your head."

"I'm happy to do it, can you handle it?" She squeezed Ming Pei tightly and looked at him with red eyes.

"You can't stand it." He grabbed her hand and snatched the Ming Pei away, scolding her with a stern face, "How far you go, you little wild bastard is not worthy of living in the forbidden palace, and you are not worthy of entering the imperial mausoleum, even if this is the case. I can't hold Guanshan when I go back, and the enemy army comes in to liquidate my Yin family, and you are also a nameless person."

As he spoke, he pushed her away, wearing armor holding his helmet, pinching her nameless inscription, and stepping out of the temple door without looking back.

After so many years, Huayue still remembers the clanging sound of his armor bumping when he left, remembering that the light outside pulled his shadow long, and also remembering that his hand holding Ming Pei was shaking uncontrollably.

At that time, she really wanted to call him, but she couldn't.

"Brother Emperor."

The wind blew through the courtyard, and the last firework in the brazier went out with her voice, and a wisp of blue smoke emerged, winding up and turning into the night sky.

Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, then she calmed down and said again: "He is my imperial brother."

Zhou Heshuo looked at her in disbelief and shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible, none of your Yin royal family is left, this palace has checked."

"It's been checked." Shen Zhiluo nodded, "It's a pity that the person who went to check was not loyal enough. As soon as the wine, sex, wealth and aura were stained, His Highness's orders were forgotten."

"..." Zhou Heshuo stared at him with blood-red eyes when he realized who was doing the trick, "Bengong treats you well, what Yin Ninghuai can give you, Bengong gave you a lot, why do you want to? Betray this palace!"

Shen Zhiluo looked back at him calmly, rubbing the Qiankun compass in his hand, and glanced at Huayue from the corner of his eye.

"There is one thing that His Highness did not give to Wei Chen, only the eldest prince."

"what?"

"Trust." He said softly, "Yin's eldest prince, who is both civil and military, has the world in his heart. He doesn't need to be suspicious of people, and he doesn't use people with suspicion. He knew that I would never betray him, so he let me transfer to Daliang before he died."

With his pupils tightening, Zhou Heshuo shook his head: "Impossible, you are clearly following the destiny—"

Halfway through the sentence, he felt stupid himself, what conformed to the destiny, and what was greedy for life and fear of death, Shen Zhiluo had thought about revenge from the beginning, just like those who never stopped assassinating him for so many years, Shen Zhiluo He is also loyal to Yin Ninghuai, he can buy people, but not people's hearts.

Furious, Zhou Heshuo felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet. He stumbled two steps and fell to the courtyard, panting hurriedly while holding his forehead.

Hua Yue squatted down beside him and asked him in a low voice, "Did you force my imperial brother to write down the book?"

During the Liang-Wei Rebellion, Prince Zhou Heshuo of Liang Dynasty captured Yin Ninghuai, Prince of Great Wei, in Guanshan. Yin Ninghuai wrote a letter of surrender, betrayed the country and cooperated with the enemy, which opened the gates of Jinghua and the people suffered.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heshuo still felt happy: "He wrote it himself, who can force him? Hahaha, your imperial brother is a traitor, even if Ben Gong dies, he is an upright prince, but he is a traitor and will be punished by future generations. Reviled traitor!"

"At that time, he lied to the eldest prince." Shen Zhiluo said suddenly, "He promised the eldest prince that as long as he wrote the letter of descent, he would not touch the people of the capital, and the eldest prince only wrote that thing after he believed it. ."

Who knows that this man is a hypocrite and a real villain, and he has posted all over the capital with the book of surrender, and he has not spared any old and weak women and children.

When the eldest prince died, Shen Zhiluo was standing in the room. According to Yin Ninghuai's instructions, he did not dare to show the slightest reluctance and sadness, and could only watch Zhou Heshuo make a move. After the death of the eldest prince, Zhou Heshuo praised him greatly and rewarded him for his righteous act of destroying the master. Therefore, people later said that Yin Ninghuai was killed by a close minister.

But they all know that anyone from the Great Wei would be willing to do something to the First Prince?

Hua Yue listened in silence, looked up at him and asked, "Does it hurt when the emperor died?"

Shen Zhiluo's eyes suddenly turned red.

After staring at him for a while, Hua Yue pursed her lips and nodded. She smiled and said to Zhou Heshuo, "I wonder if the prince knows what is the most taboo thing for you Liang?"

There was an unexplained coolness on his body, and the pain in his belly was piercing, Zhou Heshuo frowned, and his head was sweating profusely.

"The minister kills the king, the son kills the father." He gritted his teeth and glared at Shen Zhiluo, "You are...the minister kills the king."

The last three words were uttered, and the eyes were already gray. Zhou Heshuo struggled unwillingly, feeling that he couldn't just die like this. He is the prince of Daliang and will be the emperor of Daliang in the future. He still has a lot to do, a lot of gold. Silver jewelry is not spent, where can you stop here.

Holding a sigh of relief, he began to crawl out desperately, but before he took two steps, the pain swept through his body like a tidal wave, as if thousands of steel needles were digging into the flesh, and it was as if 10,000 worms were gnawing from the inside of his lungs.

Looking coldly at the body of Ling Luo rolled in mud, like crazy, Hua Yue calmly squeezed the paper money and re-lighted it, and put it into the brazier in the courtyard.

"This is for the people of Great Wei."

"This is for my royal brother."

"This is for the lady."

She put paper money into the brazier while she was reading, and the fire burned, like the man struggling on the ground, twisted in pain.

The paper money burned for half an hour, and Zhou Heshuo also struggled for half an hour. After half an hour, the fire was extinguished, and a few wisps of blue smoke mixed with burnt paper ashes flew out of the palace wall of Anhe Palace.

The Double Ninth Festival was supposed to be a good day to climb high and look far into the distance, but Jinghua was not peaceful. The emperor went to worship his ancestors during the day and returned to the palace at dusk, and he met assassins on the way. Although it was only a near miss, but his life was being missed by others, and he was not happy at all.

As a result, when he returned to the palace, the Zhonggong suddenly came to report that the prince was burning paper money in the Anhe Palace and was hit by someone.

Burning paper money in private without sacrifices will be regarded as disrespect to the emperor, not to mention the identity of the prince, burning paper on the day of the Double Ninth Festival? The emperor was furious, and immediately drove his car to ask the guilt. As a result, people found a tablet engraved with the emperor's eight characters, a prepared dragon robe and jade seal, and a cold body from the Anhe Palace.

"The prince worshiped in private, but was caught by the palace servants and ordered to kill two palace servants to silence them. As a result, the movement became louder, attracting people from the Royal Forest Army, who broke the arrangement in the courtyard. His Royal Highness immediately drank poison, leaving only the blood book. , I beg Your Majesty to let go of the concubine of the Eastern Palace."

The queen revealed the matter and presented the evidence to the emperor one by one.

If a son has the heart to kill his father, even if he commits suicide in fear of sin, he will surely provoke the wrath of the Holy Spirit.

"It's a return gift for Yin Ninghuai to His Royal Highness." Hua Yue sat on Shen Zhiluo's carriage, looking at the receding palace wall outside, with a half smile, "Whether Yin Ninghuai is a traitor or not, there will be a public debate in future generations, but he was arrested. A prince who is murdering his father, he must die and he will not be able to enter the imperial mausoleum."

"Didn't the little master say that he will be at odds with the eldest prince in this life?" Shen Zhiluo raised his eyebrows.

Hua Yue snorted coldly: "Yeah, look at it, isn't it still me who won in the end? Yin Ninghuai is that fool..."

Speaking of the end, she swallowed her voice, pursed her lips and touched the Ming Pei on her waist.