high official

Chapter 1082
In the mourning hall, all the officials withdrew, and Wang Xian wanted to follow suit, but was stopped by Zhu Zhanji. "Marquis Le An, please stay here."

Only then did Wang Xian stand firm, and after a while, only the pair of former friends remained before the emperor's death.

Zhu Zhanji finally couldn't help it, looked at Wang Xian angrily and said, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Your Highness, I have nothing to say." Wang Xian sighed.

"Have we reached the point where we have nothing to say?" Even though he wanted to kill Wang Xian, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but feel a pain in his chest.

"What Your Highness says is what it is." Wang Xian lowered his head, not wanting Zhu Zhanji to see his sadness.

"Let me ask you," Zhu Zhanji felt as if his anger was about to explode, and asked in a low voice, "Since you can save Gu, why can't you save Emperor Daxing?"

"It's hard for me to protect myself, even if I try my best, Emperor Daxing and His Highness can only save one, which one does His Highness want me to save?" Wang Xian said softly, bowing his head.

Zhu Zhanji was at a loss for words, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "You're not telling the truth!"

"What Your Highness says is what it is." Wang Xian still had that indifferent expression, making Zhu Zhanji's teeth itch with hatred.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji had stopped talking, Wang Xian gave a salute and said, "Your Highness, I have nothing else to do and I will retire."

"I can pretend that what happened before didn't happen," Zhu Zhanji said angrily, "If Gu Gu finds out that you killed Emperor Daxing, then just wait and see!"

Wang Xian nodded, and slowly exited the mourning hall.

Zhu Zhanji had been watching Wang Xian's figure disappear from sight, then turned around, knelt in front of Zhu Diling, and suddenly burst into tears, the crying was heartbreaking, anyone could hear the endless grief...

This made the little eunuchs in the mourning hall secretly admire, His Royal Highness is indeed the emperor's most beloved grandson, and the relationship with the emperor is deep!
Only Hu Yun who appeared quietly knew that Zhu Zhanji was not crying for Zhu Di, but himself!
"Mr. Hu, I didn't take it out alone..." Zhu Zhanji seemed to know that Hu Yun was beside him, and said with a grim expression.

Hu Yun was the only foreign minister who knew that the emperor had passed the edict to his grandson, and he knew the content of the edict.Wen Yan said softly: "It's really not suitable to take it out now."

"Then when is the right time?!" Zhu Zhanji turned his head angrily, glared at Hu Yun and said, "When my father ascends the throne, is there still a use for the will?"

"How can it be useless?" Hu Yun said softly: "Whenever this decree ends, it will be an ironclad proof that the Emperor Daxing passed on the throne to His Highness. morality.” After a pause, Hu Yun’s eyes dimmed and said: “The reason why your highness can’t take it out now is because your strength is not enough. After all, you are the grandson, and the prince is still separated from you. In everyone’s eyes, only the prince , without your great-grandson. But it won’t always be like this..."

"What does Mr. Hu say?" Zhu Zhanji froze for a moment.

"The so-called one emperor and one courtier, there are those who are proud and those who are frustrated. No emperor can satisfy everyone's demands." Hu Yu said lightly: "And from what I can see, the pair of His Highness the Crown Prince and Marquis Le An Combination, I'm afraid it won't be Xiao Gui Cao Sui. Your Highness just needs to wait patiently for the opportunity, and try to improve your strength, and there will definitely be a chance to reveal the will."

"Hmm..." Zhu Zhanji nodded, his expression finally calmed down.

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When Wang Xian walked to the gate of Xiyuan, he saw Wu Wei waiting beside the carriage.

"My lord." Wu Wei looked at Wang Xian and called softly.

Wang Xian also looked at Wu Wei, nodded after a while, and got into the carriage.

The carriage left Xiyuan and passed through the wide streets of the capital.On the streets, although the common people were dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, the martial law had ended after all, and the long-quiet Beijing city had regained a lot of vitality.Vendors who have been idle at home for a long time have already begun to set up stalls to sell goods, and ordinary people have also come out to purchase urgently needed supplies. The sound of hawking and bargaining in Beijing accent can be heard endlessly...

But none of these aroused the slightest interest in Wang Xian. His figure was completely hidden in the carriage, looking at the roof of the car, without saying a word.

It was still Wu Wei who couldn't bear it, and said in a low voice: "My lord, will Mr. Yan's funeral be handled in Beijing or his hometown?"

Wang Xian was silent for a long time, and answered the wrong question: "Don't go back, just wander around."

Wu Wei nodded, and ordered Jin Yiwei, who was driving the carriage, to drive the carriage out of the bustling street and head for a secluded place.

In the end, the carriage stopped at a secluded shore beside Jishuitan.Wu Wei raised the curtain and asked Wang Xian to get out of the car.

The pavement paved with bluestone was washed clean by the heavy rain.The wicker seems to have grown a lot overnight, hanging down in the slightly yellowed lake water.Cicada screamed desperately on the willow tree, and Wang Xian's figure was thin and lonely under the shade.

Wu Wei stood behind Wang Xian, with half of his body exposed to the harsh sunlight, but remained motionless, quietly waiting for Wang Xian to speak.

Wang Xian looked at the lake, Yan Qing appeared in front of his eyes, and his last words were all in his ears.

"The lord sees the words like you, I wrote this book to say goodbye to the lord. When the lord reads this book, I have become a ghost in the underworld.My death is my original wish, and it has nothing to do with others. My lord is clearly aware, so I should not ask others. '

"I am a disabled person waiting to die, and my lord will not abandon me. Over the years, I have respected and loved him, put my heart in my heart, and entrusted me with a heavy responsibility.I often think of my lord's kindness, and reflect on myself day and night, and I will investigate every penny, lest the military law is not strict, and I will bear the great trust of my lord.Or think that my law enforcement is strict, the damage is too heavy, and it will harm the name of the lord's tolerance, but the lord will let it go, or if he can't bear it, he will never interfere. '

"This incident could have been avoided, but I leaked the news to King Zhao, causing him to rush to raise troops, which caught the emperor off guard, and there was bloodshed tonight."There are thousands of deaths, this is my one crime, my obedience and my transgression are my two crimes, and putting adults in a great predicament is my three crimes. Punishment, even death without pardon.This is the reason why I will die. '

'I should have buried myself in a place where no one was around, so as not to pollute the eyes and ears of adults, but I had to die in front of adults, because I had deep thoughts in my chest, and I couldn't vomit, so I could only remonstrate with death and beg adults to listen to it. '

"My lord first punishes the emperor's grandson, then kills the prince, and then fights with the emperor to the death. This is the severance of the courtiers. No matter whether the successor is the prince or the grandson, the lord cannot be tolerated in the world."The prince is benevolent and righteous, maybe he can't bear to kill him immediately, but he is only a quick death and a slow death, there is no similarity or difference.With the master's bright acumen, he must have been clear in his chest for a long time. '

However, there is still a lot of hesitation in watching the lord's actions. Although the minister's morality has been broken, the friendship still exists.The heavenly family is ruthless, and the only thing they can do is to be kind to the lackeys. Looking at the history books, if the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys will cook them, can they be spared?What's more, the lord is a man-eating vicious dog, even if Yao and Shun are reborn, they can't stay. '

The lord may say, death is death, but I hope to be innocent.However, based on today's situation, I can see that King Yan's lineage is all tigers and wolves, ranking in the ninth level.Even if you don't love your own body, you should put the people of the world first. At this moment, when the heavenly family is fighting among themselves and taking the blame for themselves, cut off the blood of King Yan and restore Jianwen.The common people have suffered from the king of Yan for a long time, and they will surely celebrate with their foreheads and hands, and the world will return to their hearts.Then adults can do what Zhou Gong did, and they can also do what Wei Wu did. If you go forward, you can create a peaceful and prosperous world, and if you retreat, you can save your family and life. It is a hundred times better than today's panic and distress. '

'I hope the lord understands my heart, or touches it, and I can rest in peace under the nine springs.Sinner Yan Qing worships. '

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Beside the Jishuitan, the sun has already slanted to the west, and under the green willows, the shadows of people are indifferent.

"Aren't you in collusion?" Wang Xian sighed softly, looked at the golden lake, and finally asked.

"Yes." Wu Wei nodded and said: "Shandong came to report that the crown prince has arrived in Jining and is in the army of Marquis Anyuan. And Marquis Anyuan also agreed to act with us." After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm still in touch. When I arrived at General Chang Sen, he told me that the one at Qingshou Temple is a fake, and the real Emperor Jianwen is now in North Korea, and as long as the situation is settled here, he can arrive in Beijing in ten days or so."

"Emperor Jianwen is really willing to come back and be Emperor Xian of Han?" Wang Xian asked.

"Or it might be King Zhou Cheng." Wu Wei said softly: "Besides, it doesn't matter what Emperor Jianwen thinks, those around him can't care so much anymore..." He said with a sigh: "This is indeed Our only way out..."

"What's the use of saying this now?" Wang Xian said lightly.

"It's still useful! Although the best opportunity has been lost," Wu Wei said in a deep voice, "But didn't your lord release King Zhao from the capital? We can still use him to mess up the situation, and there is still the possibility of taking millet out of the fire!"

"Haven't you given up yet?!" Wang Xian suddenly turned around and glared.

Wu Wei looked at Wang Xian without fear, and said coldly: "Looking at the current situation, if it weren't for Mr. Yan's foresight, the grandson would have already ascended the throne! And his first will must be to kill the Lord!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Xian's face was very ugly.

"Otherwise, why did Zhu Di make him emperor!" Wu Wei asked blankly.

"..." Wang Xian seemed to have been sucked out of his strength all of a sudden. What kind of person he is. How could it not be seen that Zhu Zhanji must have obtained the emperor's secret edict to pass on the throne, and the reason why he hesitated? If you dare to show it to others, it's probably because there are conditions that he can't fulfill!
What conditions?Wang Xian knew very well that he was the only one who could make the grandson so hesitant and Zhu Di hate to write it into the will...

That's why Wang Xian acquiesced to Yan Qing's behavior in order to avoid the worst.That's why Wang Xian ordered Jin Yiwei to control the palace ban, creating great pressure on Zhu Zhanji, forcing him not to act rashly...

But if he really wants to make further progress as Yan Qing and Wu Wei said, he will not be able to make it through all kinds of difficulties...

Reality and ideals are at odds. Whether to obey reality or stick to ideals is the most difficult thing in the ages.

"My lord, I know that you have a deep friendship with the prince and grandson, but we have no other choice!" Seeing the struggle on Wang Xian's face, Wu Wei hastily said: "It is also considered to be kind to them and their children and grandchildren in the future." I'm sorry for them."

"What a last resort!" Wang Xian sighed, "Zhu Di has no choice, Han King has no choice, Zhao King has no choice, and Taisun has no choice. Do I really want to be like them?"

As he spoke, Wang Xian looked at his blurred reflection in the water, shook his head firmly and said, "Then what's the difference between me and the person I hate the most?"

"My lord!" Seeing that Wang Xian was shaken for a moment, he became firm again, Wu Wei said anxiously: "The matter has come to this, is there any other way to go?! You just want to go to the road of desperation, but your parents and wife What should I do? What about the tens of thousands of people who follow you?! It means that the subordinates are willing to accompany the adults to die, are they willing to be Marquis Anyuan? Are they willing to be Tang Saier?"

"..." Wang Xian was speechless, and after a long time he sighed and said, "Let me think about it again, there must be a way."

"My lord must hurry up, time waits for no one, one day later, the chance of success may be less." Wu Wei sighed inwardly, knowing that it would be useless to persuade him any longer.

"I know." Wang Xian nodded, looked at the night sky that was getting dark, and said in a low voice: "Now the capital will hold a grand funeral for Mr. Yan, and then send him back to his hometown in Yunnan for a grand funeral."

"Yes." Wu nodded for Zheng, and responded with a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)