Ten Dragons Take the Inheritance

Chapter 510

At the end of May 21st, the tenth year of Yuanzhuo, the capital, which had not rained for more than ten days, was as hot as fire. Even if you were shirtless and hid in the dark, you could not bear the scorching heat, but you could sit firmly on duty at the military plane Shi Shilun, Minister of Military Aircraft, was dressed in a court uniform, sitting on a chair meticulously, sweating profusely, copying the memorials sent by various ministries and places, and never showed the slightest disrespect due to the hot weather.

"Shi Zhongtang, hurry up at [-] miles from Yangzhou." Just as Shi Shilun was immersed in writing quickly, He Tie, the leader of the Shanpuying, who was sweating profusely, hurried into the upper study room and said in a calm voice.

"What?" Shi Shilun's hand trembled, the pen dropped from his hand, and he drew a thick black mark on the notebook he was writing. An ominous premonition arose spontaneously. He hurriedly rushed to He Tie's side without saying a word, grabbed the letter, took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, tore open the sealed letter with trembling hands, glanced quickly, his expression The ground turned pale, and the weak hand let go, and a thin piece of letter paper fluttered to the ground.

Shi Shilun has always been rigorous, and such a gaffe rarely happens. He Tie has never seen Shi Shilun in such a flustered state after working together for decades. He knew something was wrong, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. As he went to pick up the letter, Shi Shilun suddenly yelled: "Don't move!" He Tie was startled by the loud voice, and looked at Shi Shilun who was in a state of confusion with a puzzled face.

"Quick! Master He quickly controlled the reporter who delivered the letter, and he was not allowed to communicate with outsiders in private. In addition, the palace guard immediately entered a state of alert, and immediately sent people to arrest the elder brother, the third master, the fourth master, ten The third master, the fourteenth master and all the military ministers in Beijing are invited to come here, hurry up!" Shi Shilun gritted his teeth and spoke extremely fast.

At this time, He Tie already knew that something big must happen, he didn't dare to hesitate, bowed his promise, turned around and ran out of the room as if flying, and loudly ordered the gang of Shanpuying soldiers under his command to separate their actions, and the chickens flew away for a while. The dog jumped, and the gate of the palace became a mess, a scene of chilling.

It was midsummer, and it was lunch break time. All the kings and ministers were resting in their own mansions. Suddenly, they were rushed to the military plane by the soldiers of Shanpuying, but no one dared to attack, but they were bored to the core. All of them looked at Shi Shilun with serious faces. If Shi Shilun couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, he might be charged with Qiao Zhao's crime.

Shi Shilun's court clothes were already so wet that water could be wrung out, and the sweat on his head kept rolling down, and he didn't care to wipe it off. He bowed to his elder brother Hongli and said, "Brother, Yangzhou [-] Li is in a hurry, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Shi Shilun's voice trembled and he couldn't continue, causing everyone to stare, and the most anxious Prince Yong Yunti shouted: "What's the matter, Your Majesty? Tell me!"

"The Holy Majesty was assassinated, he was seriously injured and unconscious, and the palace report is here." Shi Shilun's body shook suddenly, and he hurriedly lifted up the letter in his hand.

"what"

"what!"

"How could this be?"

……

The ministers were immediately stunned by the news, and it took a while to come back to their senses, and they asked questions in a hurry. The elder brother Hongli was in a hurry, and he rushed forward regardless of his appearance. He snatched the letter from Shi Shilun's hand and looked at it quickly, his face was as white as paper, only a trace of strangeness flashed across his eyes, he was silent for a while, and he didn't speak, but just handed over the letter in his hand to Cheng Shilun. Prince Yunzhi.

The letter is not long, just a thin piece of paper, a few paragraphs, and not very detailed. It basically said: Sheng Jia made a private visit in disguise, was plotted by the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, was shot, and fell into a coma. Martial law has been imposed in Yangzhou, and the remnants of the White Lotus Sect are being hunted down. As for the extent of the injury and how the assassination happened, there is no detailed explanation.

The ministers took turns to read the letter, but none of them opened their mouths to speak. For such a big event, no one wants to show off. God knows which cloud will rain. I am afraid that I may not be able to keep my property and life. At this critical juncture, it is the most important way to protect yourself wisely.

Everyone didn't speak, Hongli was obviously in a hurry, his eyes were red, and he burst into tears, and said with a choked voice: "Huang Ama was assassinated, what should I do, no, Ben Baylor will leave immediately, if Can't see Huang Ama is safe, how can Ben Baylor sit in peace." As soon as the words fell, he made a gesture to rush out, which shocked a group of ministers to stop Hongli's way in a hurry, and tried to comfort him, but Hongli Li, however, refused to stick to life and death, and looked like he wanted to go no matter what, which made all the officials flustered.

"Eldest elder brother can't go." Just as he was in a panic, Prince Yong Yunzhen stood up and said: "The sage can't afford to be seriously injured. Eldest elder brother bears the burden of supervising the country. If elder brother goes to Yangzhou, the capital will Who can take charge, isn't the court going to mess up."

Yun Zhen's words sounded very pertinent at first glance, but the taste in them was a bit strange. Except for the exchange of glances between Fang Bao and Lin Xuanyi, the rest of the officials were still flustered and didn't think deeply about it at all. Mysterious, everyone agrees, and comforts Hongli to focus on the overall situation and the community. For a while, the military planes are full of chaos.

"Hey, Ben Baylor is in such a mess, what should be done, I will ask you uncles to decide." After everyone persuaded for a long time, Hongli finally calmed down, sighed, and said with a sad face.

what to do?This is a big problem. God knows how serious the injury of the Holy One is. If the Holy Majesty is gone, the second elder brother who is scheduled to succeed at this moment is still on business in Jiangxi. Furthermore, the second elder brother is the successor. No one can guarantee that it is not an imperial appointment, even if it is to issue a will, it will have to wait until the Holy Majesty dies, but the question is, who can guarantee that the Holy Majesty will die?Naturally, no one dared to mention such a will.

Whether or not to mention the will is the second thing. If the Holy One can't manage the affairs, the eldest brother, who was originally a vain supervisor of the country, can really take charge of the court. If the eldest brother takes the opportunity to stir up some troubles , This is a big trouble, no matter whether the Holy Majesty can recover or not, it will not be good - after the elder brother takes power, he has to rush to attack Hongyang. It is very difficult to say that it will be useful. Once the two brothers start their own stoves, it is not impossible to fight; if the Holy One recovers, the person who proposes the elder brother to take power at this time will definitely be in bad luck.

Dead silence, a piece of dead silence, Hongli had finished speaking, but no one spoke, everyone was frowning, in a state of contemplation, but after thinking about it, after a stick of incense, no one spoke. Stand up and express your opinion, except for the sound of breathing, there is no sound in the room.

Everyone didn't say anything, Hongli was really anxious, he looked at Ma Qi and Yunxiang with red eyes and said, "Uncle Thirteen, Lord Ma, you two are important ministers in charge of the affairs of the court. But the one who entrusted the court affairs to the two of you, now the old man Huang Amata... well, what should I do, I just ask the two of you to come up with an idea."

Others can keep silent, but Ma Qi, who is the chief minister of military affairs, and Prince Yunxiang, who is in charge of court affairs, are not so lucky. They looked at each other, their eyes were full of worry, and they didn't know what to do How should I put it? I was silent for a while, and finally it was Ma Qi who spoke first: "Now the situation of the Holy Majesty is unknown, and we must strictly guard against villains taking advantage of it to cause trouble. Everything should be stable. This official thinks that the first task is to block the news to prevent rumors. ; secondly, quickly send people to Yangzhou to face the saint to clarify the truth; thirdly, the nine-door admiral's yamen has an immediate curfew to prevent accidents, and fourth..." Ma Qi paused, hesitated for a moment before continuing: " Let the military region inform you first that no one is allowed to deploy troops without an official order. What does Prince Yi think?" Ma Qi murmured a series of measures, although they were all appropriate measures, but he never mentioned that Hongli The elder brother of the supervisor of the state took power, even though it was in accordance with the ancestral system of the Qing Dynasty, when such a situation occurred, Hongli should have been in charge of the court.

Yunxiang is not a fool. To be honest, Yunxiang, who has participated in the battle for the heir apparent, is like a mirror in his heart. Yunxiang can see through Ma Qi's little trick at a glance. Naturally, Yunxiang doesn't want to propose the ancestral system. Son, after all, Yunxiang was tamed and submissive by Yinzuo, and he didn't believe that Yinzuo would really be seriously injured, so he didn't want to wait for Yinzuo to return to Beijing, and he would die. He glanced at Ma Qi, shook his head, and said nothing.

Ma Qi originally expected Yunxiang to speak, but seeing that Yunxiang didn't speak, he had no choice but to look at the other ministers and said: "My lords, what else do you want to add?"

The ministers in this room are all old, treacherous and cunning people, who would not understand what to add, but no one would be so stupid as to volunteer to speak out, naturally it is better to make a fortune in silence , all of them are nothing to do with themselves, and they don't even need to shake their heads to express.

The big guy didn't say anything, but Hongli was so anxious, seeing that the power he was about to get was going to fly, Hongli finally couldn't hold back, but he was not stupid enough to jump out and shout loudly At this point, he had no choice but to turn his eyes for help to Prince Yong Yunzhen, the eagerness in those eyes made Yunzhen laugh secretly.

Yun Zhen is cautious by nature, he has already accepted enough of Yin Zuo's clever schemes, and he still has a lot of question marks in his heart about the so-called "eight hundred li rush" that came back from Yangzhou, at least in the "sticky place" news Before the news came back, he would never believe the news that Yinzuo was seriously injured and would not wake up. Naturally, it was impossible to stand up and speak for Hongli at such a time. Therefore, Yun Zhen ignored Hongli's hint at all, Standing there like a wooden man, showing nothing.

Everyone didn't open their mouths, the room was eerily quiet, and a strange aura rose spontaneously...

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