"Prince?" Chang An was alarmed by the movement here. He hurriedly walked over from a distance and glanced at Fu Yuanzhou with fearful eyes.
Bennett Fu raised his hand to show that nothing happened, stood up, and said indifferently: "My father said, 'Zi Zheng is good at fighting against the enemy. If you get it, you can safely expand the territory.'" The corners of his lips curved into a sarcastic arc, "In my opinion, it's nothing more than that."
The snow-white fox fur swirled, and the man's steps away were steady and powerful, noble and confident. That was a height that others could never reach no matter how hard they tried.
Fu Yuanzhou threw himself against the cell door, and the dark iron fence creaked in his hands. Being denied everything he had done by the person he respected the most in his heart, his tone suddenly became sharp: "Brother Emperor, what do you want to do? What do you want to do?"
If you want the throne, why not kill him? If you are disappointed, why not just let it go? !
Why... destroy the beliefs he has always insisted on bit by bit?
The retreating figure seemed to pause, but there was no answer and disappeared into the dim light.
Silence.
Fu Yuanzhou still stood by the cell door, standing quietly for a long time.
After a while, the excitement was removed from his face like a mask, his obsidian eyes flickered, and there seemed to be something slightly cold hidden in the depths.
The scene when Bennett Fu smiled faintly when Taifu Jiang praised him for his "emperor's talent" is still vivid in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the sarcastic look on his lips just now.
Brother Emperor, why...
Fuyuan Zhou clenched his fingers.
He suddenly had a feeling that he and Fuchong Lin had been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, but they had never been able to get out of the hands of Bennett Fu, who kept a low profile and bided his time.
...
Clan mansion.
After leaving the dungeon, a cold wind blew in. Chang An held up a plain white silk-covered bamboo umbrella to shield Bennett Fu from the incoming snowflakes.
Bennett Fu raised his head slightly and looked at the dark sky through the edge of the umbrella.
"...Send more bedding to Prince Ning."
"yes."
...
In the sixth year of Jianzhao, on the third day of February, King Yongning was imprisoned.
On the fourth day of February, King Gongsu stationed 50,000 troops ten Miles Fu away from the capital in the name of "strictly guarding against rebellion by King Ning's old troops". All officials were surprised.
On the fourth day of February, King Gongsu overstepped his authority and led troops to raid his home. Led by the Liu family, the Minister of Rites, he implicated nearly 30 officials from the three princes and one party.
The prince was furious and cut off his military position and ordered him to hand over the tiger talisman. King Gongsu resisted but refused to comply.
On the fifth day of February, the prince received a secret letter reporting that King Yongning was planning a rebellion and threatened the Liu family not to leak the news in order to save the lives of the Liu family.
On the fifth night of the second lunar month, the national funeral bell rang and the emperor died.
Imperial City, Qianhe Palace, and Inner Palace.
A figure as white as snow stood beside the dragon bed. Bennett Fu held the imperial decree and looked at the person lying there in a daze.
The emperor's voice was gone, his face was pale, and only his right hand was tightly clenched into a fist, as if he was holding something and was reluctant to let go.
After a long time, Bennett Fu suddenly knelt down slowly and whispered: "I will definitely find the bones of Prime Minister Liu Zuo and move them to the imperial mausoleum. Father, please rest in peace..."
His voice was too soft, as if he was whispering to the dead.
But as if he heard the promise that his last wish would be fulfilled, the emperor finally let go of his hand, and a rough jade ring lay quietly in his palm.
Bennett Fu picked up the ring, closed his eyes, and covered his obscure eyes.
"My condolences, Prince." Silas Gu, the imperial doctor not far away, bowed.
Bennett Fu opened his eyes, his eyes clear and unwavering, "Chang'an, summon all the officials to go to court, bring the iron guards into the palace, and also send the letter to King Ning."
That slender figure unexpectedly appeared in my mind.
------Brother Emperor, what do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do? !
What do I want? I want the lights of thousands of houses and the picturesque mountains and rivers in this Yuheng to be in my hands. I want you...to be proud and proud, and to be completely destroyed!
Yuanzhou, I know you have a backup plan, but unfortunately, I won't give you the chance to use it.
The man in white walked straight out of the Qianhe Palace. The wind was blowing loudly and the snow was drifting in the air. Countless palace people leaned on the ground and shouted long live the mountain.
When he scanned his eyes coldly, all he saw was groveling.
It's extremely cold at high places, and as expected, only one person can taste this feeling alone.
...
In the dungeon of the Clan Mansion, while Fuyuan Zhou was concentrating on adjusting his breathing, the guards of the Prince's Mansion suddenly sent a funeral report and attached a letter.
...
Right Prime Minister's Mansion, study room.
On the chessboard, the black stones are in a siege, and the white stones are fighting among them, breaking through with an unstoppable force.
On the left side of the table, the gray-haired right-hand man held a white chess piece in his hand, and after a long while, he made a move.
On the right is a strong and healthy man in his prime, with the appearance of a warrior and the air of a general.
The February rain and snow hit the carved wooden windows, and the branches outside swayed and rustled.
"The sky has changed..." Right Prime Minister Zhuang Dezhi suddenly said, sighing.
Tate Zhuang heard the implication of his words and raised his eyebrows: "Father, you have always remained neutral in the struggle for the throne. Now you suddenly want to help the Crown Prince ascend the throne. Do you think His Highness will definitely win?"
Zhuang Dezhi twirled his beard and his eyes were wise: "You are the prince's reading companion. Don't you know better?"
"The Crown Prince is indeed superb in his methods and has the style of the founder of the country," Tate Zhuang said with admiration in his tone, but he changed the subject: "However, all saintly kings are benevolent in the world. In this regard, the Crown Prince is not as good as Ning." king."
Zhuang Dezhi smiled and said, "A benevolent king also ascends to the throne by stepping on the blood of others. As far as governing the country is concerned, King Su is too ruthless. The prince and King Ning are equal, but King Ning can be a sage minister and the leader of Anguo." You are definitely not a sage emperor."
When the word "king" landed, the white stone was already overwhelmingly on the chessboard, tearing apart the black stone's blockade.
Tate Zhuang was slightly startled, holding up the chess pieces and asked, "How do you say this?"
"Ruling the country with benevolence is not the benevolence of women. Prince Ning is too emotional. When it comes to decision-making and decisive killing, only the prince is the most respected."
On the chessboard, White has broken out of the siege and is sure to win.
...
Late at night on the sixth day of the second lunar month, all the officials returned to the court to take over the late emperor's legacy. The Crown Prince Bennett Fu was resolute in governing affairs, had a solemn character, was filial and courteous, fair and clear, and obeyed the destiny of heaven to inherit the throne.
At court, the two princes and their party asked the new emperor to abdicate the throne to the queen's legitimate son, Prince Gongsu, on the grounds that the crown prince was of humble origin and had no respect for seniority. Xue Dingzhi, the chief of the silver-clad iron guard, killed the leader of Prince Su's party in court. Zhongshu ordered all officials to be silent, and King Su left angrily, closing the door and refusing guests.
After the dynasty was dismissed, Bennett Fu strode towards the imperial study room, where dozens of close and important ministers were already waiting to stand.
It was dark at night, and the golden silk curtains in the corridor were fluttering. The new emperor who was about to ascend the throne acted calmly and calmly every step of the way, as if the tit-for-tat confrontation between the imperial court and the royal party just now had no influence on his words and deeds.
He suddenly asked: "How's it going over there at the Clan Mansion?"
Chang An, who was following him step by step, had a slightly strange look on his face and replied: "The guard who delivered the letter was injured, and it was King Ning who did it."
Even a gentle and kind-hearted gentleman will lose his temper one day.
Bennett Fu snorted coldly, but said nothing, his expression unclear.
Chang An said more cautiously: "Prince Ning said he wants to see you."
Bennett Fu looked forward, his amber eyes full of indifference, "Let him go and see you."
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