Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 807
Chapter 807
"Qi'er, take care of your wounds first, Grandpa has his own plans for things in the palace."

Xie Mansion Flower Hall, Old Prince Xiao came to Xie Mansion to visit Xiao Heqi.

It is well known that Xiao Heqi was seriously injured in order to capture the rebellious party, and the city was in chaos. If Xiao Heqi used his injury to avoid the limelight.

He didn't hurt his vitals, but the wound bled too much that day and the wound was too deep, and he couldn't recover his energy without a good rest for a month and a half.

"Grandpa, what I mean has been made clear in the letter. The late emperor's funeral is over for these two princes... it's better to settle down as soon as possible. The imperial city cannot withstand turmoil, so don't let the national map look like a joke."

With Beihan like this, other countries on the mainland must have been eyeing him.

They read the joke and bared their teeth with their mouths open, to see if it was possible to bite off a piece of meat.

If there is internal turmoil and injustice, big problems will eventually arise.

Old Prince Xiao sighed: "Hey, I understand your concerns. I am old and confused, and I am not as courageous as you young people."

"Grandpa, don't say that."

"It's old. If it was me decades ago, I'm afraid I have ideas like you. When I'm old, I like to hesitate and look again."

The most important thing now is to quell the civil strife and restore the imperial city to its former calm.

There is not even a single person on the street for dozens of days, and the new emperor has not stood up for a long time, and people are panicking!
Some supported the crown prince Bei Hanlin, some supported Bei Han Ce, and there was a lot of debate in the court.

"Qi'er, why did you bet on Beihan Policy?" Old Prince Xiao asked.

Xiao Heqi sat upright, and said in a loud voice: "Beihance is stronger than Beihanlin. If you press him, you can directly break the situation of going first. If you press Beihanlin, you will try to make more troubles. In the end, you will die. I don't know if you will sit on it." Bei Hanlin."

"Bei Hance is not the crown prince, so suppress him as a rebel." The old prince said in a deep voice, if there were any children in the flower hall, they would have been scared to cry by now.

Without moving his eyes, Xiao Heqi said calmly, "He is the son of the empress, of the blood of the Beihan royal family."

The flower hall was quiet for a short while.

"Hahahahaha, well, Qi'er has her own perception."

Xiao Heqi stood up, leaned forward and bowed his hands in salute.

Old Prince Xiao got up: "Okay, I'll go back first, you take good care of your wounds, you can get so badly injured if you go out of the city to catch a gangster, don't say it's my grandson when you go out, hmph!"

Old Prince Xiao flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Xiao Heqi touched the position of his lower abdomen in embarrassment: "Hey, I am a good apprentice taught by myself."

……

after March.

In the teahouse, the storyteller took a sip of tea and continued: "Since the emperor of the Southern Kingdom passed away, the Imperial City of the Southern Kingdom has been full of blood and blood, and the five princes are fighting for the throne!"

The guests below listened with great enthusiasm, all of them forgot to drink tea, they listened attentively to what the gentleman said with their ears up.

"Why do I use bloody storms to describe the imperial city in the southern country? That's because people died violently on the streets every two days, and people screamed in the middle of the night.

A court official was slaughtered overnight. The moment the door was opened, the yard was full of dead people. Both eyes of the official were gouged out, and two blood holes on his face were facing the gate. , very scary. "

The storyteller spoke vividly, and many timid guests shrugged in fright.

"Who killed it?"

"Someone dares to slaughter the imperial court and order officials to fill his family. Who is offended?"

"It must have been in the wrong place, maybe it was someone sent by the five princes to kill him."

"The southern country is really chaotic..."

"Snapped!"

As soon as the storyteller clapped, the audience in the teahouse became silent.

"All the officials ordered by the imperial court were massacred, the entire capital of the Southern Kingdom was bloody and bloody, and the third prince who was fighting for the throne accidentally fell off his horse on the street and was trampled to death by a horse..."

"..."

When the sun goes down, Mr. Storyteller's mouth is parched.

Mr.: "In the end it was the proton who sat on the throne. Everyone is familiar with the proton. He has stayed in Beihan for several years. People from the southern kingdom sneaked into Beihan and took him away."

"Sir, we know it even if you don't tell me, it's the short-lived prince who is as cowardly as a mouse and is riddled with illnesses."

"Nanguo is really deceiving people too much. The protons they sent were actually secretly sent back to steal. This is the first case in history. The people of Nanguo are really shameless!"

"Maybe a few months ago the imperial city was in turmoil, and people in black killed people in the street. These were all done by people from the southern country."

"Didn't you say that those men in black are remnants of the previous dynasty?"

"That is the collusion between the Southern Kingdom and the remnants of the previous dynasty!"

"Then how did they collude?"

"How do I know!"

"Helping a prince who is as timid as a mouse and plagued by illnesses come to power, the southern kingdom is approaching."

"Originally, there were still heirs in the Southern Kingdom, but they fought back and forth and finally made a proton take advantage of it."

"The proton is also a puppet."

"Who knows."

"Go on, sir, what happened afterwards?"

The guests sitting below discussed intensely, and finally all looked at Mr. Storyteller curiously.

The storyteller looked at the crowd with a beard and a faint smile: "As for how Proton came to sit on the throne...how the Southern Kingdom is now... will be revealed tomorrow!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as he knocked on the wooden table, the storyteller took a few steps back and cupped his hands: "Everyone, come back tomorrow."

"No!"

"Sir, you can't say that in the book, half of it hangs us and we won't be able to sleep when we go back!"

"Sir, I would like to pay more! Go on."

"Xiaoer, we have a pot of the best Luochun tea on this table! Sir, we will remember your name on this tea."

Many people are willing to add money or even buy refreshments in teahouses.

But the storyteller had a faint smile on his face, neither humble nor overbearing: "This is against the rules, the sun has gone down, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"..."

Upstairs in the wing room, several young masters sat in a circle eating refreshments.

A son said: "The new gentleman in this teahouse is really good, and he has made a lot of money for this teahouse."

"It's very appetizing, and I want to hear the follow-up."

Leaning against the window in blue clothes and watching the sunset, Xiao Heqi turned around and said, "Give him a certain amount of gold and let him come up and continue talking."

"No, no, I'm just talking verbally."

He knew that Xiao Heqi didn't like outsiders entering the room, so even if he wanted to continue listening to books, he couldn't let that gentleman come to talk in this room.

"It's really surprising that the proton became the emperor. I vaguely remember that he sat in front of me when he was in class at the Shudian a few years ago. He was always submissive and didn't like to talk. Now he is actually the emperor of a country."

"That's right, but he's so stupid, and he doesn't know anything about the trade-offs that the Taifu said. Can such a person really be a good emperor?"

"I'm afraid he won't have much time to be the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, hahahahaha."

"Are you guys free?" Xiao Heqi asked lightly.

(End of this chapter)