Chang Anqing

Chapter 85
Under the cold moonlight, the Zichen Hall still did not lose its imperial majesty. The tall ridged beasts on the eaves were sitting on the glazed tiles, overlooking the imperial city, as if they were really guarding this holy place of the Son of Heaven.Suddenly a gust of wind passed, and the copper bells under the eaves gradually passed through the night, adding a bit of solemnity and solemnity to the hall.

Right at this moment, outside the main hall of Zichen Hall were standing respectfully and cautiously with the inner officials and palace maids serving on duty tonight. Although the emperor had not summoned them, all of them still stood under the corridor in a very disciplined manner, not saying a word, only the palace lanterns above their heads accompanied them. Shaking in the breeze, they suddenly realized that it seemed to be cooler tonight.

In a few days, I am afraid that I will change into a thin jacket.

"Shangshuling, you, what do you mean—"

At this moment, the main hall was empty and lonely, and through the layers of bright yellow curtains, there were only a few voices in the study room.

I saw that Emperor Yuancheng, who had changed into his regular clothes, became more and more gentle and jade-like. At this moment, he was standing behind the book desk, but his expression was a little stunned and a little helpless. Under the dragon's desk, there was a figure standing humbly, although he was a distinguished person. The purple-robed jade belt bowed his body very low, almost falling into the dust.

"Your Majesty, it's the incompetence of this minister, please let your Majesty downgrade the guilt-"

In the silence, the figure under the lamp, who had always been noble and calm, looked extraordinarily desolate and lonely tonight. Shangguan Ji lowered his head full of shame. Although his expression was not in the shadows, it still made one feel a kind of twilight. Feeling powerless, I saw the body under Deng Ying trembling slightly, and when he spoke, he wanted to kneel down.

"This--"

Almost at the same time, Emperor Yuancheng couldn't wait any longer, and immediately walked down one after another, hurriedly stepped forward to help himself, but when he saw Shangguan Ji stubbornly refused to get up, his eyes were slightly red when he looked up.

"Shangshu decree—"

Hearing the anxious and hasty voice of Emperor Yuancheng, Shangguanji shook his head sadly and said: "Your Majesty, His Majesty's body is ten thousand, but you have to marry a barbarian daughter for the world and for the common people.

Speaking of this, Shangguan Ji couldn't help sobbing, and lowered his head in embarrassment and embarrassment. He was only in his 40s, but Emperor Yuan Cheng could see the silver threads on the sideburns of the old officials under the lamp, which were dazzling in front of his eyes. In the middle of it, a few old tears came out of no choice.

"I, I don't know why today is like this—"

Seeing Shangguanji mentioning this, the hands that Emperor Yuancheng had held him also suddenly fell, and after a long time, he just bowed his head in frustration and said: "It's because I blame me for being useless, and when I saw the Turkic princess, I disturbed me and Shangshu. Ling's plan, and then looking at the captain under his seat, he forgot everything."

After that, Emperor Yuancheng's increasingly helpless and self-deprecating sigh resounded in the hall: "Maybe this is the destiny."

"Shang Shuling doesn't have to blame yourself, everything is my fault, how can I put the blame on your head, you have done enough for me, for me Da Zhou."

"His Majesty--"

Hearing the emperor's dejected tone, he seemed powerless to return to heaven.

Shangguanji raised his head uneasily, only to see that Yuan Chengdi's eyes were too complicated, grateful, self-blaming, and uneasy and dazed that a ruler should not have.

"I know that even though I'm sitting on this dragon chair now, it's just a puppet in the hands of the captain. Looking around the hall, there are a few days that I really think for me, except for Shang Shuling."

As he spoke, Emperor Yuan Cheng lifted Shangguan Ji with a wry smile, and said in a very light and warm tone: "Shang Shuling, it's hard work."

"His Majesty--"

Noticing that the eyes of the people in front of him were once again moistened by the moving faces, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't help but laugh, but there was a mocking sigh in his eyes: "I am the Son of Heaven, but I have to ask Shang Shuling to ask the Turks for an alliance in my place. , A Yu, who has been with me for many years, has given up his whole life and married a Turkic daughter. What kind of emperor is I. Now, since this is the case, I can also be regarded as A Yu, and I have kept the noble lintel for your Shangguan family."

"His Majesty!"

Hearing this, Shangguanji frowned, but he sounded excitedly as if he didn't agree, and said almost straight to the bottom of his heart: "The Shangguan family has received the grace of the late emperor, and has been trusted by His Majesty. If you can plan for your Majesty, for the people, and for the world, not to mention the lintel of my Shangguan clan, what if I want my Shangguan clan’s life—”

Hearing Shangguanji's generous remarks without hesitation, the young emperor was stunned for a long time and was speechless. In the silence, Shangguanji's eyes were slightly red, but he still warmly put his hand on Emperor Yuancheng's support. Holding the back of his hand, Xu Xu comforted: "Your Majesty, although the plan has changed, it is fortunate that our alliance with the Turks can finally be achieved. As long as there is a Turkic army, we will only wait for the opportunity, and it is not impossible to overthrow Yang Chongyuan. , Your Majesty must not be frustrated by this, no matter when you ask Your Majesty to believe, my Shangguan family is willing to stand behind you with all the clansmen, even if the knife falls and dies, there will be no regrets."

In the cool night wind, when Shangguanji exited the hall, he saw the little inner official in front of him hunched over and carefully lighting the lamp for him, dispelling the darkness in front of him, Shangguanji's expression was still elegant and peaceful, but the bottom of his eyes gradually became more Unpredictable.

The cowardly appearance of Emperor Yuancheng in Fangcai Hall still lingering in his mind at this moment, as before, dull, innocent, and useless.

From his point of view, Yuan Chengdi doesn't seem to be disguised.

Could it be that his suspicion was wrong, that the change at today's banquet was indeed an accident, or that it had nothing to do with Emperor Yuancheng.

Then, who can it be?

At this moment, he only felt a dull pain in his head again.

A little Turkic princess disrupted his carefully arranged game of chess.

Fortunately, Emperor Yuan Cheng didn't have any doubts and still regarded him as his only reliance.

This is not a total loss.

"Shang Shuling, the wind is strong this night, and the lights are shaking a little bit, so be careful with your feet."

Hearing the internal official's thoughtful reminder, Shangguan Ji's eyes naturally melted into a gentle smile, and said in an approachable voice, "Lao internal official reminded me."

Having said that, he walked down one step at a time, looking at the road in front of him, Shangguan Ji gradually became silent.

Yes, the wind is really strong tonight, and even the lights can't illuminate the road ahead.

Then how should they go about the future of Shangguan's house?

Thinking of this, Shangguanji's heart sank faintly, and some were unbearable.

It's a pity that the third prince of the Shangguan clan has never held military power. Now, even the emperor's cronies, the Yulin Army, are in the hands of Yang Jin. Except for the Longwu Army and the Shenwu Army, they have no extra troops to fight against him. Yang Chongyuan.

If not, why would you risk the world's big troubles to make an alliance with the Turks?

Today, Yang Chongyuan chose the position of "Concubine Shu" for their Shangguan family, which is very meaningful. To this day, he has not forgotten the appearance of Zheng family being slaughtered before.

It can be seen that Yang Chongyuan is now recklessly tearing his face with him and warning him.

Thinking of this, Shangguanji couldn't help but think of the King Yuling who ran through Zheng Xiao's arm for Yang Chongyuan. In his memory, Zhao Yi was a cunning and smart person who never stood in any faction. How could he openly save Yang Chongyuan's life?

Could it be that Zhao Yi has already become Yang Chongyuan's secret chess.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Ji only felt a chill on his back. If that was the case, if Zhao Yi took the opportunity to move eastward, they would have a good chance of winning.

Zhao Yiyuan, who does not know whether he is an enemy or a friend, spends one day in the Western Regions, and faces the possibility of being attacked by the enemy for one more day.

Instead, it is better to strike first.

(End of this chapter)