Dajin royal family

Chapter 371 Changes in Luoyang ([-]) (Thanks to Hu Qidan for the reward)

Yu Wenshu has never been a fool. When the emperor manipulated him, it was not because he was willing to be manipulated, but because he had no choice.

How could the Yuwen family be compared with the Dugu family, the Dou family, the Wei family, etc. If the emperor really wanted to use his Yuwen family for surgery, it couldn't be easier.

For the sake of Yuwen's family, he became the emperor's lackey, the eagle dog, and he would bite whoever the emperor asked him to bite.

Even if Yuwen's family was expelled from the Guanzhong nobles after following the emperor, he never regretted it.

Because he knew that if he didn't talk to the emperor, would he really turn against the emperor because of the nobles in Guanzhong?
Later Li Yuan and Yu Binghong were counterexamples.

However, he never gave up getting rid of the emperor's shackles.

It is better to hold life in one's own hands.

When the emperor ordered him to lead an army to suppress Li Yuan in Guanzhong, he knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years had finally come.

It seems that the emperor fell ill in order to reward him for his years of "hard work and courage".

After receiving Yu Wenhuaji's letter, Yu Wenshu wished he could look up to the sky and laugh.

He can finally feel proud, and finally regain control of his own destiny.

Therefore, he left Chan Master Yuwen behind without hesitation, and led the elite army back to Luoyang.

He came back this time, not for anything else, but for the power that everyone in the world dreams of!

Yu Wenshu's army camped outside Luoyang, and he personally led [-] cavalry into Luoyang.

"That's Xu Guogong, why did he come back? Could it be that the traitors in Guanzhong have calmed down?"

Someone in the teahouse and restaurant recognized Yu Wenshu's banner, and immediately there was a lot of discussion.

Imperial City.

"Son sees father!"

Yu Wenshu got off his horse and helped his two sons up.

He smelled a smell of rouge from Yuwen Zhiji's body, and he was a little unhappy. It's really wrong to take pictures of flowers at this time.

However, he rushed for many days, and now it was a big event, so he didn't reprimand Yu Wen Zhiji immediately.

"You two have done a good job, you have worked hard, and I am very pleased to be a father." Yu Wenshu said with a smile.

Yu Wenhuaji bowed his body and said, "Father has been praised too much, this is what my second brother and I should do."

Yu Wenshu nodded, "Where's the emperor?"

"In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is no news yet."

Yu Wenshu squinted his eyes and walked into the palace with his two sons.

Along the way, Yu Wenhuaji told Yu Wenshu all the news about Luoyang.

After listening, Yuwen said: "It seems that the emperor should know what you are doing, otherwise he would not have arranged for the queen and others to leave."

"Father, my son is incompetent and failed to capture King Zhao." Yu Wenhua said shamelessly.

Yu Wenshu waved his hand, "It's okay, leaving a King Zhao doesn't affect the overall situation. What our father and son should do now is to control the emperor, and we must never allow the emperor to contact people outside the palace."

"Especially King Liang of Taiyuan, Changsun Sheng and Yu Chijiong of Jibei County."

Yu Wenzhi said confidently: "Father, don't worry, the ministers in Luoyang are now under our control. They are all our people inside and outside the palace, and government orders cannot leave Luoyang."

"well done!"

At night, Yu Wenshu led his men to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

I saw a bronze-masked man standing in front of the hall, holding a sword in both hands, looking calmly at Yu Wenshu and others who came in armor.

"My minister Yu Wenshu came to report the rebellion in Guanzhong, please see you, Your Majesty!" Yu Wenshu cupped his hands.

The copper-masked man sneered, and immediately said: "Your Majesty said, he is resting, and Xu Guogong will come back tomorrow."

"The matter is of great importance, please inform me." Yu Wenshu did not retreat, but took two steps forward.

Glancing at Yu Wenshu, the copper-masked man said, "Wait."

Immediately, he turned around and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Father, let's go straight in, why bother talking nonsense with him!" Yuwen Zhiji said.

Yu Wenshu calmly said: "There is no rush, the overall situation is under control, there is nothing he can do."

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor looked at the vial in his hand and sighed mournfully.

Unexpectedly, he died at the hands of his own dog in the end, which is really shameful.

"Your Majesty, Yu Wenshu is here." The bronze face stood beside the emperor, and A Weng stood on the other side.

"understood."

The emperor responded and stood up slowly.

The emperor looked very indifferent at the moment with his clothes swaying.

"After I die, I should be reprimanded by my father." The emperor murmured, with guilt on his face.

Immediately, he opened the vial, took out the pill, and swallowed it.

Taimiao.

Zhao Wang stood in front of the tablet of the late emperor, looked at the portrait of the late emperor, and recalled many things in his mind.

Until Heidui appeared.

"My lord, the queen and others have been handed over to Yu Chijiong. The princess has left the Central Plains and entered Bingzhou. Everything is going well."

King Zhao nodded, "Heidui, there is some noise outside, what's going on?"

"Yu Wenshu led the army back to Luoyang, and the soldiers are currently besieging the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Zhao Wang understood, and was not surprised by this result.

"It seems that Yu Wenshu can't wait any longer." Zhao Wang smiled, and continued: "Heidui, after I die, I will bury my body next to the tomb of the first emperor. Then, you will lead the eighteen cavalry Find Qingque."

"Yes."

King Zhao sat down slowly, took out a jug of wine, and drank it by himself.

While drinking, he murmured something.

Heidui knelt on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

The interior of the Taimiao was pitch-black, with a few candles appearing and disappearing, adding a bit of eerieness.

I don't know how long it lasted, until Heidui couldn't hear Zhao Wang's murmur, he slowly raised his head, crawled to Zhao Wang's side, and stretched out his hand to check Zhao Wang's breath.

"Lord!"

Heidui lowered his voice, the roar came from his throat.

Anger, hatred.

Quietly, eight or nine figures landed around King Zhao.

They knelt down on the ground, suppressing the pain and sorrow in their hearts.

"Boss, the Hall of Mental Cultivation is on fire, we should leave." A voice came from outside.

Heitui collected his mood and ordered people to take out the prepared coffin from the Taimiao.

Solemnly put Zhao Wang's body in the coffin, Heidui took a last look at Zhao Wang's appearance, and then sealed the coffin.

"The lord's will is that we bury him next to the late emperor's tomb, what do you think?" Heidi inspected the crowd.

One of them said: "Brother, the young master has not seen the master for the last time. If we send the master back to Guanzhong, when the young master asks, how should we answer?"

"But it's an order from the Lord!" Another retorted.

"But the master also said that the little master will be the only master in the future. If the little master blames me in the future, who of you can bear it!"

There was a stalemate for a while.

Some people think that the Lord's body should be sent back to Guanzhong, and buried beside the late emperor's mausoleum according to the Lord's will.

Others think that the little master should be allowed to see the Lord for the last time, to show filial piety.

In the end, Heidui said: "Let's go to Bingzhou and let the little master decide!"

"Yes!"

After saying that, a burly man in black carried the coffin on his back.

Immediately, several people left the Taimiao.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The fire soaring into the sky illuminated the palace, and a huge flame could be seen even far outside Luoyang City.

The crackling sound of burning filled Yu Wenshu's ears, and his eyes reflected the fire of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The soldiers behind him all waited in silence.

"Hmph, he's smart, so we won't have to do anything." Yu Wenzhi sneered.

Yu Wenshu was silent, not as happy as his two sons.

From the moment the emperor died, he, Yu Wenshu, became a courtier who murdered the king, and the object of scolding by scholars all over the world. In the annals of history, he will never be erased.

"Okay, after the fire is extinguished, find his remains, and I will bury him in the imperial mausoleum with my own hands." Yu Wenshu looked at Yu Wenhuaji and said, "Now is not the time to relax your vigilance, you go to supervise the people in each mansion." Minister."

"Son understands!" Yu Wenhuaji went.

Yu Wenshu then said to Yuwen Zhiji: "The palace will be handed over to you."

"Father, don't worry, your son will do well!"

Yu Wenzhi was grinning, he could have fun in the palace tonight.

The emperor had just died, so he went to sleep with the imperial concubine. He had never done this kind of work before.

Stimulate!

It's a pity, if only Concubine Xiao was still there, how wonderful it would be.

Looking at Yu Wenzhiji's appearance, Yu Wenshu knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help scolding him: "Don't mess with me, the overall situation is not yet determined, let me settle down!"

"Yes." Yu Wenzhi responded with his mouth, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

Which concubine should he look for in a while?
In other words, should we let them wear filial piety to serve themselves well?

Thinking of this, Yu Wenzhi lowered his head with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)