Chapter 882: Yang Conspiracy

The more things get worse, the more violent things are, as the emperor, but he does not abide by filial piety, which involves the issue of principles.

In the evening, there was a thunder in the sky, and the rolling clouds were pressing against everyone's heads. At this time, a sedan chair reached the outside of the palace, and dozens or hundreds of officials knelt down outside Zhengde Gate. The foreman who guarded the palace gate came out and saw it, he was shocked. While asking what had happened, he entered the palace to report.

"Filial piety is the first priority for all virtues. If the emperor refuses to welcome the coffin of the late emperor, how can he be the example of the whole world? How can he govern the country? Such ups and downs will be effective, and the rituals and music will be broken, and the sect and society will collapse. As the chief assistant of the disciple, Yang Zhen, today he knelt outside the Zhengde Gate. If Your Majesty refuses to change his mind, he will never leave!"

The strong wind blew up, and the sky was filled with thunder. After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he pulled up his front crotch without fear and knelt down directly, kowtowed to Zhengdemen, and said, "I respectfully ask the emperor to be filial."

More than a hundred officials behind him were all solemn, and they all knelt down one after another, saying, "Please welcome the late emperor."

The palace vanguard was stunned and did not dare to move and chase people, nor did he know what to do.

When Zhao Heng heard the noise inside, he was panicked. He thought that if he refused, everyone would be at peace, but Yang Zhen would make such a fuss. He immediately realized that Yang Zhen was sinister and intentional. If he left the city, the auxiliary king would be safe. Perhaps the matter was planned by Shen Ao.

"The bastards, these traitors are too unreasonable. Do they really think I dare not deal with them? Do they really think I am a sick cat?"

Zhao Hengda got angry and kicked a screen, with murderous intent in his eyes. Of course, he understood that he had no way to deal with Yang Zhen and the ministers kneeling outside the palace. If he punished them because of this, the matter would only get bigger and bigger. Maybe the person kneeling outside would like Zhao Heng to deal with them so as to fulfill their reputation.

But on the other hand, Zhao Heng has made up his mind that he must never leave the city tomorrow. This is a great opportunity to get rid of Shen Ao. How can he miss it?

But...what should I do now?

Zhao Huan paced back and forth in the warm pavilion irritated. At this time, a lightning flashed outside the pavilion, and the thunder sounded rumbling. The heavy rain fell in an instant. Zhao Huan couldn't help but have a cold war, his face was gloomy. Finally, he sat down and said to the eunuch: "Come on the book, I want to read it."

‘Let them go, I don’t believe that they can keep kneeling.” Zhao Heng thought in his heart. Seeing that the showdown with Shen Ao was about to be impressed, Zhao Heng really didn’t want to be distracted by other things, so he had to endure it.

The heavy rain poured down, and there was no news in the palace. The ministers outside the palace were soaked in the water. Many of them were old, perhaps they couldn't bear it. They fainted in the water stains in just half an hour, but no one helped the palace garrison and no one cared about it.

Yang Zhen's wrinkled face was already wet, and his eyes were so tickled by the rain that it could not be opened, but the ray of coldness flashed with a hint of coldness, as if everything was as expected, and Zhao Heng would never give in, so this article would be even better.

An hour later, another group of people came over consciously. The fall of the officials outside the palace aroused the sympathy of the scholars and their hatred for Zhao Heng's failure to abide by etiquette and law and ignore the ministers. Hundreds and thousands of scholars rushed over. They did not negotiate with the palace vanguards, nor did they whisper, but appeared tacitly behind the officials and knelt down straight.

When the palace vanguard saw the overwhelming crowd, he was also panicked and went in to report.

Zhao Huan began to realize that the problem was serious and that things were too strange. It seemed as if it had been negotiated. Someone must have been instigated behind the scenes. This was a conspiracy.

No matter how stupid Zhao Huan is, he should have thought of this. After all, he has never seen any conspiracy in the royal family?

However, Zhao Heng is already in a difficult situation at this moment. If he wants to send someone outside the palace, he must promise to leave the city tomorrow and miss the best time to kill Chen Ao. But if he still has a stalemate, this matter will never be good.

Zhao Heng gritted his teeth. He knew that the other party forced him to submit, no matter what choice he made, he was the loser, but he had to choose to continue to remain silent.

At noon, more and more people came, including scholars, merchants, ordinary people, some people stood up, and more people came in groups. In the heavy rain, people consciously knelt down, first hoped, then disappointed, and finally despair, and even looked at the vermilion palace gate with hatred.

King, you can be absurd, can be unrestrained, or even block the way of speech. You can cunniously die and cook. But there is one thing you must not do, you must not be unfilial. Filial piety is the theoretical basis for the establishment of the Song Dynasty and the foundation of etiquette and law passed down for thousands of years. If you can't even do this, it will break through everyone's bottom line, or even dig out your own foundation and destroy the legitimacy of your true emperor.

But now, Zhao Heng's behavior is too bad. All the previous things have at most criticized and felt a slander in his heart. But now it is different. The late emperor's pride is located in you, and his body is not cold. He traveled a long distance to Bianjing. You, as a son, don't care about it. What is the reason?

Can such a person be the king?

Almost everyone raised this question in their minds.

The wind was raging and the rain was pouring, and the elderly could suddenly fall to the ground. This desolate scene deepened everyone's impression and desires. Many people simply hoped that the emperor would change his mind. It can even be said that in addition to all officials, the scholars, merchants, and the people who came here were people who had some expectations for Zhao Huan. When everyone in the world said bad things about the emperor, they were still fighting for reason, hoping that the emperor would cheer up and make a big splash.

The reason why Zhao Huan was able to ascend the throne was not because he was wise or because he was wise. The only reason was to follow the will of heaven. From the perspective of etiquette and law, he was a legal heir, and no one could question this. The problem was that when the etiquette that pushed Zhao Heng onto the dragon throne was destroyed by Zhao Heng himself, in everyone's mind, Zhao Huan's so-called legitimacy of the throne also began to be questioned.

The heavy rain brought a hint of coolness, and at the same time it also cooled everyone's hearts.

Yang Zhen could no longer support him. After all, he was not a stubborn body. At such an old age, he should have been wearing dry clothes and drinking hot tea in the warm room. At this moment, he was hit by heavy rain. After the old man stubbornly persisted for more than two hours, he finally began to stagger. Then he fell into the water. The moment before fainting, Yang Zhen thought: Your Highness, I am fortunate to be humiliated.

Yang Zhen fainted, almost pushing the atmosphere to a climax. Tens of thousands of people roared together: "Please be kind to your Majesty and go out of the city to welcome the late emperor..."

There was still no movement in the palace.

Then someone stood up with his sleeves and water stains on his knees. Without saying a word, he disappeared into the rain. More and more people left without saying a word. At this point, Zhao Huan undoubtedly expressed his attitude with his actions. Now it is time for everyone to express his opinion. Everyone's statement is very simple... Ignore...

Since you cannot do your duty as a king and do not even abide by the basic etiquette and laws, do you still have to make everyone obey etiquette and laws and be loyal to you, the unjust emperor?

"Walk!"

All the Hulala people stood up and walked away sparsely, as if they were hiding from the plague, fearing that they would be one step slower.

Zhao Huan was restlessly waiting for news in the warm room. When he heard Yang Zhen fainting, he was afraid that something would happen suddenly outside. If someone encouraged him, the matter might become more serious. However, when he heard that everyone left, Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then his brows frowned again.

Of course he understood that those who came to petition were doing their duty as a minister, but now they patted their butts and acted like passers-by, and they had reached the point where they were truly human.

"So what? As long as you kill Shen Ao and eliminate these **s, everything can be saved." Zhao Huan gritted his teeth and thought to himself.

"Tomorrow, this time tomorrow is when the victory or defeat is announced. I will definitely not be merciless, Shen Ao..." Zhao Heng's eyes became extremely strict: "I will definitely not lose to you."

That night, Zhao Huan almost didn't even go to the harem. He just took a nap in the warm pavilion for a while, then woke up by a nightmare. After asking about the time, he realized that the long night had not passed. However, he was upset and could not sleep peacefully, so he had to pace in the warm pavilion with his hands behind his back.

It was not until dawn that an eunuch outside finally came over and said, "Your Majesty, Li Zhongshu and Duke Rui have arrived."

Zhao Heng cheered up, his face turned red, and he said in an excited and hoarse voice: "Hurry, please come in."

Li Bangyan was wearing a new purple robe, while Duke Rui was wearing armor, looking very majestic. The two came in and saluted together: "See Your Majesty."

Zhao Hengxu held the handrail with his hands and said, "No need to be polite, I'll give it to you."

Li Bangyan also seemed a little unconscious. He knew about yesterday, and understood Yang Zhen's intentions, and even knew Zhao Heng's embarrassment. Yang Zhen's move was enough to call him an open conspiracy. He knew that this guy was using tricks, but for Zhao Heng, there was no way to crack it. He could neither fight or kill them nor dare to agree to their petition. No matter what choice he made, Zhao Huan would always suffer.

It is precisely because of this that Li Bangyan did not enter the palace. In his opinion, since there is no way to crack it, he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and was an outsider. However, Li Bangyan didn't come. He didn't care. When he received the news yesterday, he broke out in cold sweat. This trick was so clever that he had to admire him. With Yang Zhen's temperament, it would never be possible to come up with this idea. So who is the person behind Yang Zhen? Is it Shen Ao or the figure behind Jinyi Weekly that is always incomprehensible?
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