100019429 Chapter 289 The Emperor's Journey

The courtyard is still as dilapidated as usual. The weeping willows outside the courtyard are neatly arranged along the winding canal. The tender green branches quietly hang into the water, swaying and gently brushing with the waves, like a gentle hand of a lover stroking across his cheeks.

In the back hall of the courtyard, Yang Cheng knelt honestly on the white jade floor and was reporting to the owner behind the pearl curtain about the situation in Beijing recently.

"The prince was indeed defeated.

The owner behind the bead curtain sighed deeply.

"Yes, Lord. In the battle of Shenlie Mountain, the prince's private army was wiped out. The emperor issued an order that all the rebels would be slaughtered and refused to surrender. In addition, the prince colluded with more than 50,000 border troops in Chaimengshan, Youzhou. He was also surrounded by Xiazhou border troops on the north bank of the Yangtze River. Chaimengshan led his troops to break through, and the remaining more than 20,000 people fled north to the Turkic grassland."

"Hmph! Good tricks! So cruel! The prince's scheming is very scheming, but he is still not as good as the emperor."

"Master," Yang Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "According to his subordinates' investigation, the emperor held the rebellion of the prince, and the emperor was the one who really mobilized the border troops of Xiazhou to seize the military power of the capital city, and even sent troops to aid the emperor, was "Fang Zheng!"

"Is it him?" Behind the pearl curtain, the owner's tone seemed a little surprised: "How could it be him? That rascal rogue who is ignorant and can only steal?"

"Yes, the master and subordinates dare not hide anything. It is said that the emperor had already made a decision in advance for the rebellion against the prince. Fang Zheng has made a lot of efforts in it."

After a while, behind the pearl curtain, the owner thought: "A businessman is a poor man with a frivolous appearance. The prince's defeat was because of this person." It seems that I have to look at him again. Fortunately, I did not participate in the rebellion in the capital. It was right to decide to plan and then act.

After a pause, the owner said lightly: "What news is there in the capital?"

"After quelling the rebellion, all the ministers of the Crown Prince and the party in the court were purged. They were demoted or executed. The emperor had formally issued an order to confer the title of King Fu as the crown prince and supervise the country today. At the same time, it was found that King Shou wanted to plot against him. The emperor had already cut off King Shou's title and demoted him to a commoner, and was exiled to Lingnan. The British vassal land was re-entrusted to Qiongzhou and left the capital to settle the vassal within a specified period of time.

"The princes and ministers were demoted and expelled, and he paved the way for King Fu to ascend the throne." The master sighed: "The emperor is seriously ill, is the deadline coming?"

"Yes, the morning court has been stopped these days. I heard that the emperor was bedridden in his bedroom and was in a coma for several times. The Shanglijian and the Central Rites Department of the Court have begun to prepare for the grand funeral ceremony."

"He" is considered a good emperor behind the bead curtain, and the master's tone is a bit complicated: It's a pity. The luck is not good, and he does nothing for his life, which makes people sigh.

Yang Cheng lowered his head and knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word.

"Where is Niao Niao?"

"Niao Niao has been lurking by the King of Fu smoothly, but Niao Niao repaid that the King of Fu seemed to be suspicious of her and was very cautious."

"Then let her continue to lurk and win the trust of King Fu. At the critical moment, I will be of great use."

“Yes, Lord.”

"It seems that I have to set off and go back to the capital." The master sighed softly.

"Ah, my husband. I'll hand me the tea at the table. I want it. "No, the baby in my belly is going to drink water." Changping leaned lazily on the recliner. One of the two maids beat her legs and the other squeezed her shoulders. They enjoyed the servants of the people beside her happily like a parasite.

Fang Zheng was dialing the abacus beads and calculating the property of the prince. The little emperor ordered him to hand over all the dirty silver obtained from the Prince's Mansion to the treasury. But what kind of person is Fang Zheng? If you want me to hand over, I will hand over. Isn't I in vain? So, in this sunny spring day, the couple sat in the yard, leaning on the lounge chair, feeling comfortable in the lazy sun, while Fang Zheng used the abacus beads to concentrate on thinking about what to hand over. What to hand over, and what to see in the end, what will be missing inexplicably. The couple was quiet and moving, forming a sharp contrast.

Fang Zheng was sweating profusely, raised his head and looked at Changping: "Your cup of tea is only half a foot away from you. You can get it with your hand. You don't have to work hard, my husband will personally deliver it to you, right?"

Changping pouted his little mouth like a coquettish: "But the baby in my belly said that he wanted to drink the tea his father brought to him."

Fang Zheng's face gave a hint, finally stood up, handed Changping the teacup on the table to Changping. Changping took it happily, narrowing his eyes with a smile into a crescent moon, which was very cute.

Fang Zheng glanced at Changping's still flat belly and smiled maliciously: "Tell me about the baby in your belly. If you want to be beaten by your father after birth, please give me some peace now. How about less moths? Otherwise, I will swollen his little cock.

"Go to you! Is there anyone who is like you like?" Changping punched him in anger and hatred:

"Our son will definitely be in the future and will be more promising than you."

Fang Zheng blinked and smiled, "How did you know that he must be a son?"

Changping raised his little face and hummed confidently: "A woman's intuition, if I say he is a son, he must be a son!"

Look at how domineering this princess is. Even the gender of the child is definitely dead. Where can I make sense of God?

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Fang Zheng was a little worried. He was worried about the women and compatriots in the capital. If Changping really gave birth to a son, his father was a powerful second-rank minister and a hereditary loyal and brave marquis, and his mother was the princess of Huachao, and his grandfather was the richest businessman in Huachao. His grandfather "Alas, his grandfather is an emperor, and his fat uncle is soon to become the emperor. How can he grow up when he grows up in the future? Born in such a super dream family that is extremely wealthy and rich and powerful, Damn! Isn't this little beast going to make a fuss? In the future, ignorant and pitiful girls come to him with big belly to play with him. Should I praise him for his good picking up girls or beat him to death?

Tsk, egg and…

Since she got pregnant, Changping became more domineering than before. As a righteous wife, she was pregnant with the first child of the Fang family. Since then, the status of the eldest wife of the Fang family has become increasingly firm and unshakable, and has also suffered from her long-standing heart disease. When a woman gets married, she will not give birth to a man or a woman for her husband's family, no matter how noble her identity is, she will always be ridiculed behind her back.

Now Changping is proud. His depressed feelings of more than half a year have been wiped out. His pretty face is filled with a satisfied smile, and he is very calm and enjoying the attentive service of his servants.

Standing up, Changping twisted his waist gently, sighed comfortably, stretched his waist, seemed to be lazy, but actually said proudly: "It's so tired of lying down, husband, accompany me around, but

Fang Zheng was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She was not walking around. She was clearly the heart of the Fang Mansion. She showed off that she was just a hero of the Fang family and enjoyed the praise and light from the people of the Fang family. Then she wandered to her parents intoxicatedly, and continued to accept the praise and gratitude from her parents. Finally, she looked satisfied with the praise and gratitude of her face. She floated back to her own little care. Anyway, she has been here in the past few days, an unreasonable ancient woman!

"Hey, Shi'er. I said, can you calm down? Fang Zheng looked at Changping's proud expression before he left the door. He had the urge to press her onto the bed and take off her pants and twitch her butt."

"No, what you often say, you have to walk around frequently, and the baby will be healthy when he is born." Changping stubbornly wrinkled his nose.

If you have such an old lady, I believe that if the child in your stomach knows, he will be ashamed of being embarrassed?

"Even if you walk around, you don't have to look like this, right? It's only been two months. Why do you have to straighten your belly so obviously? Aren't you afraid of breaking your waist?" Fang Zheng disagreed with this fake big belly.

"Just! If you don't have a stomachache, how can others know that I'm pregnant?"

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Fang Zheng sighed deeply.

A pregnant woman is a monster, and she is eight months away. How can she live this life?

After looking at the sky, it was dusk. Fang Zheng carefully supported Changping. The servants and guards of Fang's mansion were leading the way. Some were at the back of the hall. The group began to wander around Fang's mansion in a vast way. Those who knew that this was a walk by the young lady of the Fang family. Those who didn't know thought that it was the empress dowager who was traveling, and the show was ridiculously large.

When he walked to the small corridor beside the garden, he saw that Butler Sun led Eunuch Cao from the palace to hurried towards them. Eunuch Cao was full of panic and was stumbling. Seeing this, Fang Zheng and Changping looked at each other, and their hearts gradually sank to the bottom.

"Your Highness Princess. Marquis Fang, hurry up, hurry up! Before the emperor and the two Eunuch Cao entered the palace, they shouted at the top of their voices.

"Eunuch Cao, what happened? But the emperor, "Emperor, he" Fang Zheng felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

Eunuch Cao sighed, shook his head and said nothing, with a very sad expression.

"Father" Changping exclaimed sadly, tears flowing down his face. His body was unsteady and shaking slightly.

Fang Zheng quickly reached out to support her, turned around and ordered: "Hurry! Get ready for the car."

The carriage quickly drove out of Fang Mansion and ran towards the palace. The imperial guards checked the waist sign. Fang Zheng and Changping ordered the carriage to drive straight to the inner palace. The carriage reached the square in front of the Jinjian Hall. Fang Zheng helped Changping get off the carriage, and the two hurried to the emperor's bedroom.

Tonight's palace was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, and the imperial guards' responsibilities were much stricter than before. Countless imperial guards were patrolling the swords with spears and swords, and the police were watching the slightest movement around them, killing and stern as if they were facing a great enemy.

Fang Zheng held Changping's hand and looked at the much more stringent guard in the palace than usual. His heart became heavier and he was anxious to see the emperor, but he was worried that Changping would be pregnant. If he ran faster, he would have an impact on the child in his stomach. He was in a dilemma for a while.

The two rushed to the front of the bedroom gate and saw that all the Chinese and military officials in the court had arrived. Regardless of whether the ministers were really sad or not, their expressions were all sad. Everyone gathered outside the gate of the palace, in groups of three or five, and were talking in a low voice.

Seeing Fang Zheng and Changping arrived, the ministers saluted one after another. Fang Zheng didn't care about returning the salute, and pulled a minister and asked anxiously: "What about the emperor? How is he doing?"

The minister shook his head and sighed: "After night, the emperor suddenly vomited blood and then fell into a coma. After the imperial doctor was diagnosed and treated, he woke up just now. The imperial doctor said that he was afraid he couldn't stand it tonight."

Fang Zheng and Changping were struck by lightning. They were stunned for a while, then Fang Zheng stomped his feet, grabbed Changping and rushed into the bedroom.

The minister hurriedly shouted behind him, "Mr. Fang, the emperor is summoning the prince, don't go in first, little.

Fang Zhengli ignored it. He ran to the front of the bedroom, but saw that the imperial soldiers had surrounded the bedroom. Two deputy generals held swords and guarded the door of the hall. Seeing Fang Zheng and Changping rushing towards him regardless of their manners, the two deputy generals raised their swords to stop him and said coldly: "No one is allowed to enter without following the imperial edict. Those who violate the violation will be killed!"

Fang Zheng pointed to the deputy general and cursed: "Look clearly, don't you even recognize me? Who gave you the courage to stop me and the princess? Isn't you dead?"

The deputy general looked stern and repeated coldly: "No one will enter without following the imperial edict, and those who violate the violation will be killed!"

Changping cried loudly, pulled Fang Zheng's sleeve and said sadly: "Husband, I must meet my father for the last time."

Fang Zheng was angry, and the evil young man suddenly looked up and said coldly: "I will step in from this door today. I dare to stop me and try it. I will kill your whole family! Su'er, follow me."

As he said that, Fang Zheng wanted to break in.

The deputy general frowned and shouted: "Imperial Guard, be on guard."

"Swish!" Countless spears were placed neatly and flatly, aiming at Fang Zheng and Changping.

Fang Zheng's eyebrows stood up and laughed a few times. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the door of the bedroom opened from inside. The fat man stood at the door with a gloomy face, staring at the deputy general of the Imperial Army, and said coldly: "What's the noise!"

When the ministers guarding outside the hall saw the fat man coming out, they saluted one after another, and looked into the bedroom with a look of surprise.

Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he saw the fat man. The fat man walked to the two of them. He sighed and said to Changping: "Wang'er, my father summoned you, you can go in."

Changping hurriedly wiped his tears, pulled his legs and ran inside.

Fang Zheng was about to follow Changping in, and the fat man stopped him: "Brother Fang, please wait with me outside, and the father will summon you later.

Fang Zheng nodded silently. The emperor was about to die. He was in a mess and in a very painful mood. The scenes of his past with the emperor appeared back and forth in his mind like a movie. The emperor smiled at him, was angry at him, indulged in him, and even his guardianship flashed through his mind. In Fang Zheng's heart, the emperor's identity had gradually faded. He was just an elder who was sometimes kind and sometimes harsh. He had the joys and anger and preferences of ordinary people, and the stubbornness and stubbornness of ordinary people. Now, this elder is about to die. Fang Zheng felt that his heart was blocked by something, and he was so uncomfortable that he could not speak.

The fat man's eyes were a little red and swollen. It seemed that he was crying very hard in his bedroom just now. He stood beside Fang Zheng, raised his head, looked at the stars in the night sky, and was silently enlightened. After a long time, the fat man said softly: "When I was a child, my father told me that every emperor was the Ziwei Star in the sky, descending to the earth, and was the messenger sent by the Heavenly Court to manage the vast world on behalf of the Heavenly Court. After the old emperor died, his soul would be taken to heaven by the Heavenly Court and return to the Ziwei Star Palace, and then the new Star Lord descended to the earth to take over the position of the old emperor and continue to manage the people."

The fat man's voice became more and more choked:

"I was so young that I didn't understand what my father was taxing. Later, when I grew up, my father was not terrified or laughing. I respected him, afraid of him, and dared not approach him, but never thought that my father was just an old man. A lonely old man, he needed the company and service of his children. When I understood, everything was too late. My son wanted to support his parents but his father was gone. His father, he

The fat man said, tears could not stop falling, and finally burst into tears.

Fang Zheng patted his shoulder and opened his mouth to comfort him, but found that he didn't know what to say. At this moment, his sadness was no less than that of a fat man.

At this time, the door of the bedroom opened again, Changping walked out with tears on his face, threw himself into Fang Zheng's arms and cried bitterly. After crying for a while, Changping left Fang Zheng's arms, wiped his tears, and said sadly: "Husband, my father summoned you in and talk, you, go quickly."

Fang Zheng's expression subsided, he nodded to the fat man, and rushed into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the candlelight was dim. The emperor was lying on the bed, covered with thick yellow embroidered quilts, and his gray hair was slightly dispersed in a mess, revealing his old and weak face, smiling at Fang Zheng with a difficult smile.

Several imperial doctors and eunuchs stood beside him. Changping's biological mother, Concubine Li, sat on the edge of the bed, lowering her head and wiping her tears silently.

Looking at the emperor's pale smile, Fang Zheng felt even more uncomfortable. He forced himself to hold back the tears that burst out from his eyes and smiled at the emperor.

The emperor's breathing was already a little rapid, and his chest kept rising and falling. Seeing Fang Zheng coming in, he was unable to pat Concubine Li's hand. Concubine Li glanced at Fang Zheng, nodded at him, then stood up and exited the palace gate.
To be continued...