The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 308
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The mountains outside Luoyang are lush and green, and the annoying cicadas sing one after another. Most of the tea shop vendors and pedestrians on the winding official road are travelers from three mountains and five mountains. They enter the shop to order herbal tea and eat a bite of minced lamb to rest their feet and enjoy the coolness.

There was a lot of voices in the shop, people who knew or didn't know were talking about the latest news.

".When I first came to the Central Plains, I heard the news of the emperor's abdication. Can you tell me if it is true?"

"This kind of thing is still fake. Are you afraid of losing your head?"

"Stop talking about it, what does it have to do with us ordinary people? As long as the world is peaceful, there are people who stutter, and a house to shelter from the wind and rain is enough. Don't talk about it. Recently, there are people from the government everywhere. Be careful talking nonsense and being caught Take him to jail."

"That's right, everyone should eat and drink what they should eat, and after leaving this shop, everyone will go their own way!"

As the voice fell, there was a little confusion outside, and everyone in the tea shop turned their eyes away. A cavalry of dozens of people galloped on the official road, and the startled traders and pedestrians on the official road hurriedly avoided.

Scenes like this can often be seen in various officials in Luoyang recently. To guard against possible chaos, a large number of people were sent to the streets of the city and down to the villages and towns. Soldiers and government officials patrolled every day.

Geng Qing, who was far away in Zezhou, also felt the great aura of the King of Liang wanting to be the emperor. He pressed the fence of the restaurant with one hand, looked down at the soldiers and servants running through the streets and alleys every day, and was in a daze.

Such an emperor is neither a blessing nor a curse for people in this world.

The sound of the cup being lightly put down sounded behind him. Li Cunxiao and Jiuyu walked to the left and right. Geng Qing came back to his senses and just smiled. Facing this noisy and angry world.

The sky was gradually getting darker, and across the Yellow River, Luoyang in the south was soaking in the bright sunshine. In the imperial city, hundreds of officials gathered, and under the eyes of countless intertwined eyes, Zhu Wen, who was fat and strong, was wearing a black python robe. Wearing a jade crown on his head, he walked to the towering Fengchan Terrace, stepped up the stone steps step by step, and walked all the way to the top of the stage. He opened his sleeves with his arms and solemnly arched his hands to meet the young emperor.

This is his last prayer.

The sacrificial words of praying to the sky were loud and loud, and Fu Baolang bowed down holding the talisman seal. In the bright sky, the cavalry was running in the school field where hundreds of officials gathered, bringing up smoke and dust; the Xuanwu Army who stood quietly looked at The man standing on the high platform went from a bandit to an emperor.

When the wind blew, Zhu Wen opened the seal box, held the seal symbolizing the power of the world with both hands, slowly turned around and walked to the edge of the stage, looked at the dense figures below, with a solemn face, and raised it above his head.

The next moment, countless soldiers rang their weapons and shouted.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Countless voices resounded through the heaven and earth, making his heart surge. When the sun shone down, Zhu Wen held the seal and took a deep breath.I started as a bandit, and I have finally come to where I am today.

The wind was blowing on the face, the fluttering 'Tang' flag fell, and the brand-new 'Liang' flag stood on the school grounds, palaces, and city walls fluttering with the wind.

"Ha ha."

".Ha ha!"

Zhu Wen stood on a high platform, his robes rustled, and he stood in the wind. After his heroic laughter, there was an upright and majestic voice.

"I am ordered by the heavens, the Lord of the world—"

The tedious abdication is endless exhaustion. Zhu Wen was happy on this day. After entertaining all the civil and military officials, he went back to the palace in a good mood. It is not time for him to move into the palace now, at least he will have to wait until tomorrow. Li Ji, who was named King Jiyin, and Queen Mother He moved out.

After stepping into the backyard, the guards around him also dispersed to guard the main roads.Zhu Wen pushed open the door, looked at the empty bedroom, and sat on the edge of the bed. 'You are not lucky'

'. Back then, you were in exile with your husband, and you didn't enjoy any peaceful and good life. The position of queen is reserved for you by your husband, and only you are worthy of it! '

Zhu Wen drank a lot of wine today, and he was a little drunk. He pointed to the wooden pillow on the bed and talked with a smile, feeling inexplicably lonely in his heart. It will also be empty.

'Queen Zhang haha, does it sound good? '

’ Others can’t scream, and only my husband can scream here. '

In the soft words, there were voices outside, and after a while, the door creaked open, and the maid who pushed the door stood aside, and the Wang who came in brought in the hangover soup, quickly put it on the table, exhaled and blew Burned fingers, from time to time pinch the ear to cool down, it looks quite playful and cute.

"Father, quickly drink the hangover soup, so that you won't hurt yourself when you go to bed later."

Being drunk can't directly fall asleep, and Zhu Wen likes this daughter-in-law very much in his heart because of this kind of thought, and also likes Zhu Youwen a lot.

"Bring it here."

Zhu Wen moved his buttocks and sat upright, and watched with a smile as Wang sat next to him with a bowl, blowing the hot air in the spoon, and feeding it with his own hands.Zhu Wen followed the trend and hugged Wang Shi, and directly stuck the person on his body. At this time, the maids and guards were outside, Wang Shi was a little cautious, and whispered: "Father can't do it. It can't work here, there are people outside."

"Hehe, I'm the emperor now. Li Tang, who has been in power for more than three hundred years, has disappeared under my hands. Some of the guards and maids scare you? Let me tell you, in this world, as long as I don't nod, no one can say anything about you. I can't kill you!"

Wang lowered her head shyly, and sat on Zhu Wen's lap following the strength of Zhu Wen's hand. She almost shrank into her father-in-law's arms. Let’s go, what if someone wants to kill my concubine?”

While drunk, Zhu Wen's mind is also sober, he doesn't know what his daughter-in-law means, but he really likes Zhu Youwen, as for the words behind the letter sent by Geng Qing, he doesn't care much.

He has this temperament, and he can't change what he thinks, just like the person who wants to kill, the money to be robbed, he won't give up until he gets it in his hands, and eats it in his mouth.

"Actually, I have long preferred Youwen. With a virtuous and intelligent wife like you to help me, I am relieved."

The lights flickered, and the flames cut the shadows of the two of them onto the paper window. Amidst the soft-spoken conversation, outside the dormitory, Mrs. Zhang, who was also holding hangover soup, stood there in a daze. As a woman, sometimes for some The words are extraordinarily sensitive, and the conversation inside is passed into the ears almost verbatim, and is infinitely magnified.

Her eyes were red, she lowered her head and went back in the direction she came and went with the sober soup. Her husband Zhu Yougui was reading books under the lamp at this time, with an excited smile on his face. The wife secretly read what was mentioned in the letter sent by Shang Shuling to her father, and she only told him in the past two days.

However, Mrs. Zhang opened the door and came in. He put down his book and was about to ask his wife why she came back so early. According to weekdays, it should be in the middle of the night.

But the woman who entered the room didn't answer, she put the hangover soup on the table, sat down on the edge of the bed and buried her head without saying a word, Zhu Yougui was wondering when his wife sobbed softly.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yougui's smile was restrained, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart. When he went to hold Zhang's hand, the woman rushed over and hugged her husband tightly. The crying became more obvious, and she patted Zhu Yougui's back with her hand , crying out in a low voice.

"You are his son. My own son, but he prefers that adopted son. So what if I donate my whole body for him to ride like an ox or a horse? You can't be an outsider like Shang Shuling!!"

The woman's cries lingered in her ears, every word pierced her heart like a needle.

Zhu Yougui hugged his wife, pursed his lips tightly, his face was gloomy and scary, especially when he said that "you should not be an outsider", the resentment of being looked down upon in the past and being ordered by cattle and horses finally exploded in his heart.

He comforted his wife a few words, got up and took the robe from the rack and put it on, told Mrs. Zhang to rest earlier, then left the palace and rode to the city.

At this time, it is time to find some companions with the same resentment.

'Belongs to me. Take it with your own hands! '

(End of this chapter)