After losing my memory, I became a soft double for the general

Chapter 167
A month later, the imperial concubine left the palace in a chariot. Accompanied by the third prince Murong Tan, thousands of court ladies and palace people went to Wan'an Temple to pray for the dead fifth prince.

On the night of praying for blessings, Prince Murong Jin personally led thousands of imperial guards to surround Wan'an Temple. When Murong Jin led people into the pagoda, the imperial concubine was kneeling on the futon, prostrating to the statue and saying, "It's my palace." It is a sin to disturb the peace of the Buddha tonight, and I ask the Buddha not to blame it on Ye'er."

She touched the ground with her forehead and kowtowed to the statue of Buddha.

The palace ladies and palace people outside the door have been controlled by Murong Jin's people. When hundreds of imperial guards rushed in, only the imperial concubine Liu was left kneeling on the futon with her palms together in the empty pagoda, and Murong Tan sat In the wheelchair, by Liu's side.

He looked at the imperial guards holding swords and asked, "What are you doing, brother Prince?"

Only the imperial concubine said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid the prince can't wait to take the lives of our mother and son."

Murong Jin sneered and said, "It's your fault for wanting to seize the throne. It's your wishful thinking that hurt you."

He smiled contemptuously, pointed at Murong Tan and said, "And you, stay well in the palace, you insist on recognizing her as your mother, you are just a cripple, you were the one my father hated the most when he was alive, what qualifications and loneliness do you have?" Fighting for the throne! It's ridiculous!"

The sneer echoed in the empty pagoda, echoing.

Murong Tan thought of his dead father and lowered his head sadly.

"Ye'er's death, was it really your fault!" the imperial concubine suddenly got up and asked.

Murong Jin didn't answer, but silently acquiesced that Murong Ye's death had something to do with him.

"He is not yet one year old, he is your own younger brother, how can you do anything!" The imperial concubine's wrinkled face finally saw the ups and downs of emotions. It has been four months, and she has not recovered from the loss of her son. Come back from the pain.

He couldn't bear it either, but for the sake of the throne, he had to do this. Murong Jin looked up at the tablet on the incense case that said Murong Ye's birth date, and couldn't bear to look again, "I can only blame him for being born in the royal family."

I hope that Murong Ye will be reborn in a wealthy family in his next life and stay away from this endless struggle.

"Murong Jin, you are not even as good as a beast. Do you think that no one knows the scandalous things you have done? You have no talent or virtue, how can you be the emperor of Dayong!"

Liu's words completely annoyed Murong Jin, he frowned displeased, and impatiently said to the guards behind him: "Kill them!"

Although the fifth prince and father were not killed by him himself, they became stumbling blocks on his way to seize the throne, and they must die.

Today it was the turn of the imperial concubine and Murong Tan.

The imperial guards swarmed up, the imperial concubine and Murong Tan had no chance to resist, and the imperial guards held their knives on their necks.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall, suddenly the wooden door of the Buddhist temple that had been in disrepair for a long time was kicked open, and Jiang Ling in a black armor suddenly appeared, holding a silver sword in his hand, and the red cloak behind him was in the dark. It appeared wanton in the night.

Jiang Ling gestured to the soldiers behind her. These soldiers were all elites transferred from the camp in the western suburbs. The Praetorian Guards outside must have been killed, or had turned their backs.

Soon Jiang Ling's soldiers had surrounded the imperial guards in the pagoda. Although they were quite numerous, Murong Jin knew that Jiang Ling's soldiers were all trained by him himself, so the imperial guards would not be their opponents.

I'm afraid that these imperial guards can't last a quarter of an hour in front of Jiang Ling.

"Jiang Ling, you mobilized the camp in the western suburbs for no reason, do you want to plot rebellion?"

Jiang Ling was unmoved, and his soldiers quickly dealt with the imperial guards.

He gave Murong Jin a cold look, and said, "Bring it in!"

Doctor Zhang, who had been missing for many days, was brought in. Murong Jin's complexion changed, she was flustered, on the verge of collapse, and could hardly hold on anymore.

"Emperor Doctor Zhang, the imperial concubine and the third prince are all here, please tell the truth about the emperor's condition."

Pei Ziyu is the prince's staff member. He pretended to be close to the prince, but in fact, he had secretly contacted Jiang Ling long ago to find out the whereabouts of the imperial physician Zhang.

The prince imprisoned Dr. Zhang in the prison of Dali Temple. Jiang Ling learned of Dr. Zhang's whereabouts, and secretly replaced Dr. Zhang with a death row prisoner.

Doctor Zhang looked at Jiang Ling's face, and then said: "Your Majesty took the elixir and hurt the dragon's body due to excessive indulgence, but your majesty has the habit of hunting and riding horses. You only need to treat it in time and use decoction to regulate the dragon's body. Wake up. It's... His Royal Highness asked the minister to give His Majesty a coma-inducing herbal medicine, so His Majesty has been in a coma for a long time."

Jiang Ling's complexion was gloomy, and her eyes were as cold as winter snow. Doctor Zhang kept wiping the sweat off his forehead with his robe, lowered his head, and shivered.

The things he has done alone are capital crimes. Jiang Ling promised that if he told the truth, he would spare his family.

"Murong Jin, you dare to drug the emperor, it is a great crime of treason." The imperial concubine looked at Murong Jin coldly and said.

But I heard Jiang Ling say again: "That's not all! I have secretly changed your Majesty's decoction. If you take it according to your prescription, Your Majesty will wake up in a few days, but His Royal Highness and Jingui colluded to poison His Majesty."

"It turns out that you killed the father. The father loved you mother and son so much for so many years, and you were named the crown prince. You actually killed the father." When Murong Tan heard that the father died of poisoning, his face could not hide his grief. His expression was full of tears.

"Shut up!" Murong Jin pulled out the accompanying sword from the waist of a guard beside him, pointed at Murong Tan, and laughed loudly: "This is the end, it's useless to talk, as long as you die, there will be no more People are arguing with me. Go to hell!"

Before the sword in his hand fell, the long sword in Jiang Ling's hand flew out without knowing when. There was only a clang and a dull sound. fell to the ground.

And the long sword in Jiang Ling's hand was stuck an inch away from Murong Jin's feet. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground, staring blankly at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him pulled out their long swords and laid them across the necks of the imperial guards. The imperial guards also gave up resistance and put down their swords.

Jiang Ling cupped her hands and said, "I respectfully invite your empress and the Third Highness to return to the palace."

Murong Jin knew that the general situation was over, the light in his eyes was disappearing little by little, and the hope in his heart was also extinguishing little by little.

"Prince Murong Jin poisoned the emperor and killed his brothers. This palace asks the general to personally escort Murong Jin back to the palace. After the criminal department and Dali Temple hear the case, he will be dealt with according to the law of Dayong." The imperial concubine said loudly.

When Murong Jin was taken away, he wept bitterly, with tears running down his face, and he yelled: "Father, mother, concubine, I'm wrong."

He obeyed Lin Sujin's words, one wrong step, one wrong step, now he, like Murong Yan, has become a prisoner, and the imperial concubine will not let him go.

After the imperial concubine and the three princes returned to the palace, the civil servants and generals headed by Zhang Song and Jiang Ling supported Murong Tan to ascend the throne, titled Emperor Chengwen.

After Empress Dowager Liu returned to the palace, she ordered Concubine Yun Gui to be imprisoned in the cold palace, where she was locked up with the mad Empress Dowager.

Emperor Chengwen decreed to cancel the marriage between the general and Princess Zhaoyang, and ordered Princess Zhaoyang to marry Mobei. Mobei is located in the desert. The old emperor in Mobei was over sixty years old. Princess Yang was about to marry, and she was so happy that she almost couldn't breathe. Princess Zhaoyang almost became a widow before she got married.

There has been no news of the prince for three full hours. Lin Sujin was restless in Wutong courtyard. There seemed to be movement in the front yard. She hurriedly said to Huier: "Go and see if His Highness is back."

For some reason, she always felt uneasy in her heart, and she had a premonition that something big would happen.

Huier came back soon after going out.

"Your Majesty, there is chaos in the East Palace, and someone led troops to break in."

Lin Sujin hurried forward and grabbed Huier's shoulder, "Can you see who is leading the army?"

"Mufeng."

Lin Sujin fell to the ground, tears welled up, "I lost, Your Highness has already lost."

The movement outside was getting closer and closer to Wutong Courtyard, there was a lot of crying and shouting, and many people in the East Palace were taken away.

In the dark, a figure came over the wall. The man was dressed in black, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, Lin Xi will take Madam away."

(End of this chapter)