Jian Sui Daye

The passing of Yu Wenyong was a regrettable and sad thing for the Northern Zhou Dynasty. For the country, there was a ruler who was talented and bold, and Fang Qiu was missing; for the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they lost A generous, benevolent, just and strict monarch; for those with lofty ideals, they lack a lord who is open-minded and daring.

However, for some small and treacherous sycophants, the news of Yu Wenyong's death is great news. They finally no longer have to look up to the insurmountable mountain, no longer have to be fearful, and carefully bury their ambitions and desires deeply. Among these people, And the prince Yu Wenyun is the most happy.

There is neither hatred nor love for no reason in the world, and Yu Wenyun's hatred for Yu Wenyong stems from the latter's love for the former.

People, whether they are peddlers or pawns, or high-ranking officials, their parents always hope that their children will become dragons. Yu Wenyong is far-sighted and his ambition is higher than the sky. In his eyes, Yu Wenyong is not only the continuation of his life, but also the successor of the great Zhou imperial power. Heirs of great ambition.

It is precisely based on this that he has very strict requirements on Yu Wenyun, so strict that he is almost harsh. No matter whether it is severe cold or hot, in court, Yu Wenyun is no different from ordinary ministers, and he must not rest or slack at all. So he ordered the East Palace to ban alcohol, and beat him with sticks at every turn, scolding him severely, without mercy.

In Yu Wenyun's heart, Yu Wenyong is not his father, but a cold-blooded and cruel tyrant, who is a stumbling block to his freedom and enjoyment. Now, the mountain that weighs on his heart has collapsed, and no one in the world can control his will. How can he do it? Not rejoicing, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Your Highness," just as Yu Wenyun danced and lost himself in complacency, a deep call suddenly sounded in his ear, but it was the woman who was just now under him.

Yu Wenyun is in a good mood now, and the unhappiness just now dissipated naturally. Hearing the beauty's call, he lowered his head to look, and saw the beauty's face was pale, worried, and ready to cry, not as happy as himself.

Yu Wenyun couldn't help being taken aback, and said strangely: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

The woman barely covered the spring light on her body with her clothes, sat up, looked at Yu Wenyun seriously, and said, "Your Highness, the emperor has passed away, and the heaven and the earth are in mourning. I feel a little sad when I miss the emperor's kindness in the past."

Yu Wenyun frowned immediately when he heard this, with a hint of displeasure on his face. This Zhu Manyue has been with him for many years, not only taking good care of his daily life, but also she let him experience the joy of men and women, so she won his favor. Love, but Zhu Manyue knew that he hated his father Yu Wenyong, but now he is like this, which really annoys him.

"Your Highness, there are many eyes and ears in the palace, and your words and deeds are in the eyes of others, so you need to be cautious," Zhu Manyue said without fear, "Your Highness is a son of man, and he should die as a father." Filial piety, the heir of a country must know more about filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, otherwise he will inevitably be passive if he does not follow the truth."

Yu Wenyun was shocked, and the excitement in his heart suddenly subsided a lot. The meaning of Zhu Manyue's revelation was very clear: You have not yet ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor, everything is unknown, and you must be cautious in your words and deeds, otherwise you will become a target for others to attack. Too late to regret.

"What my concubine said is true, I have been educated, and I will wait for me to ascend the great treasure, and I will make your mother honor the world," Yu Wenyun said with a smile, frowning.

"I don't dare to ask extravagantly, I hope to be able to accompany His Highness day and night, and relieve His Highness' worries." Zhu Manyue is just a lowly court lady, not even qualified as a princess, at most she can be regarded as a concubine, but now hearing Yu Wenyun say this, her heart is sweet , couldn't help but beam with joy.

"Justice, your news is very timely. I will remember you for your meritorious service, and you will be rewarded in the future," Yu Wenyun looked at Zheng Yi who was still kneeling on the ground with great respect, and he was very satisfied in his heart, and his tone was very gentle.

"I don't dare to take credit for my lowly position, I only hope that I can follow His Highness on the saddle and horse, and in the future I will gallop on the horse and point the sword to the world." Zheng Yi was as happy as Yu Wenyun in his heart, but he dared not show it on his face.

Zheng Yi is a bit talented, but his mind is too much speculative, flattering his superiors and bullying his inferiors. Since following Yu Wenyun, this fellow has not done many good things.

Some time ago, Yu Wenyun led the army to march westward to Tuyuhun, and returned to the court in a hurry after arriving in the capital of Tuyuhun. He didn't pay much attention to Wang Gui and Yuwen Xiaobo who commanded the army. Later, Wang Gui reported Yu Wenyun's misdeeds to Ming Yu Wenyong, and Yu Wenyong was furious, so he beat Zheng Yi and others out of the East Palace.

Therefore, Zheng Yi and others hated and were angry with Yu Wenyong. Yu Wenyong led the army to march eastward, and Yu Wenyun lost control, so he recalled Zheng Yi and others to the East Palace. Yu Wenyun is about to take power, and Zheng Yi, who is quite favored by him, naturally has a kind of excitement and joy of watching the moonlight.

"Okay, okay," Yu Wenyun's heart was agitated. In his mind, he imagined that he was in the top position, all civil and military officials were kneeling at his feet, and all the people in the world were trembling. A very strange feeling came to his heart, and he couldn't help but slightly trembling.

"Justice, quickly gather your personal guards and pay close attention to the movement of Chang'an City. If anyone makes any changes, immediately control them." After a while, Yu Wenyun's face suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Ling, send someone to take it." The token of the widow went out of the city to meet Yang Guogong, and the edict must not fall into the hands of others."

Although Yu Wenyun is arrogant, extravagant, ignorant and ignorant, but he was born in the family of an emperor, and he is used to the darkness and bloody power struggle. He is not mentally retarded, so he naturally understands what to do at this time. As long as Yu Wenyong's edict is not announced to the world, he will not be able to truly control the country.

"Yes," Zheng Yi was overwhelmed, and with a loud answer, he took the token from Yu Wenyun and left in a hurry.

"Your Highness, although you are the crown prince, there are many people in the court who have evil intentions and cannot trust you. The servants think that you should tell this matter to Mr. Yuwen Xiaobo, Zuo Gongzheng (the head of the imperial court)," paused , Zhu Manyue continued: "Master Yuwen is steady and prudent, and he is quite prestigious in the court. If he plans for you, things should be much easier in the future."

Yu Wenyun frowned, lowered his eyebrows and pondered.

Although Yuwen Xiaobo is not a high-ranking official, he holds extremely important responsibilities. It can be seen that Yuwenyong trusts him, and Yuwen Xiaobo is loyal to Dazhou and Yuwenyong. A despicable person like Yu Wenyun doesn't have much in common.

After thinking for a while, a bright light flashed in Yu Wenyun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "My concubine's words are right, I'm going to find Uncle Yuwen Xiao right now." After speaking, Yu Wenyun smiled again and gave Zhu Manyue a hard look. He took a handful out of his arms, causing the latter to scream in shock, while he laughed loudly, casually tore off the clothes on the ground, and walked out recklessly.

There is no airtight wall in the world, and paper cannot keep fire at all. No matter how reluctant Yu Wenyun is, the news of Yu Wenyong's death still spreads, and the whole country is shocked and panicked.

On November [-]th, King Ji Yuwenkang and Duke Qi Yuwenliang spread the news to the world. Zheng Yi, Wang Duan and others used the name of the prince to act recklessly and colluded with Yi, not only assassinating Yu Wenyong, but also leading to the failure of the Eastern Expedition. It is a heinous crime, and it should implicate the nine clans in order to thank the world.

So the two held high the banner of "the Qing emperor's side", dispatched [-] troops, and attacked all the way, and they besieged Chang'an in just one day.

Yu Wenyun has no morals at all, and he does evil on weekdays. Zheng Yi and others are even more arrogant and arrogant. The situation is very serious, and many people want to depose Yu Wenyun and make his younger brother Yu Wenyuan the heir apparent to inherit the great treasure.

When Chang'an was caught in the flames of war, Qi Emperor Gao Yanzong's mood was very complicated and depressed in the Jinyang Palace thousands of miles away.

Looking at the white clothes in front of him, handsome and flawlessly happy, Gao Yanzong half-closed his eyes, his face was very embarrassing, his fists clenched in his sleeves trembled slightly, he was the emperor of the Great Qi Empire, but he was happy In front of him, he didn't have the slightest superiority and dignity to speak of. The latter's penetrating, condescending eyes made him very angry and hated.

If possible, Gao Yanzong would like to use his huge body to crush Happy into a ball of flesh, but this can only be his obsession. He can't forget the scene of the youth killing like a ghost that night, and he knows more clearly that it is the scene in front of him. Yu Wenyong was defeated by this young man, and the 30 army was almost wiped out.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your complexion is getting better and better," said Gao Xing with a warm and kind smile on his face.

"Hypocrisy," Gao Yanzong cursed inwardly, he could see the coldness in Happy's eyes, raised his brow slightly, Gao Yanzong said with a smile: "Thanks to my nephew, everything is fine, my nephew has been victorious day after day, defeated Bandit Zhou, it's really gratifying to congratulate, "

"Thank you uncle for your praise, I don't know if you have anything to reward me," said Gao Yanzong with a smile, his eyes fixed on Gao Yanzong.

Gao Yanzong took a deep breath, and a flash of anger flashed across his face, can't wait, so naked, took a deep breath, and barely suppressed the anger in his heart, Gao Yanzong smiled and said: "I don't know what my nephew wants?" As long as you allow me to grant you a reward, I will definitely satisfy you," Gao Yanzong's tone was a bit dry, and his smile was very forced.

How noble he is, to be treated so contemptuously by a little bastard.

"According to uncle's ingenuity, don't you know what my nephew wants?" Gao Xing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his tone was still flat, but a cold breath slowly spread from his body.

"I'm a little confused, please tell my nephew clearly," Gao Yanzong's face turned completely cold, and he said bluntly.

Gao Xing shook his head slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking and disdainful, "The person you sent to deliver the letter to Gao Huang, the king of Rencheng, met a robber on the way, and unfortunately died. My nephew got the secret letter by luck, and the property is returned here Lord," said, happily handing a letter stained with dark red blood to Gao Yanzong.

Looking at the dark red blood stains on the letter, Gao Yanzong turned pale, staggered, and sat down on the ground, silently closing his eyes,