The imperial palace was defended into an iron barrel by Emperor Daheng, and it was harder than climbing up to the sky for Mr. Wang to get to the emperor's presence.
But this time the timing is really rare, Mr. Wang has intended to fight, if this blog lost, Mr. Wang has prepared a decent robe, he frankly to death. If he wins, it will live up to these decades of patience and hibernation.
After handing over the matter of entering the palace to the Prince of Harmony, Mr. Wang began to unite certain officials in the capital.
The Emperor of Daheng loved the people, and just an anti-corruption policy made the people rejoice. But for the officials who were being countered, it was a bit of a bad taste.
The Emperor had released the news before fighting corruption, giving certain people time to spit out the embezzled money on their own. Although Gu Yuanbai had already given these people preferential treatment by turning a blind eye, there were always some high-ranking officials who would be extraordinarily uncomfortable in their hearts.
These discomforts are the seams through which Mr. Wang pries them open.
These eyes of Mr. Wang's that see people are seldom wrong. If these people dared to be greedy, then they dared to turn into their own helpers.
Lure with profit, force with danger. If the Emperor lets you secretly pay back the embezzled money, how can you be sure that the Emperor will not deal with you in the future?
This Emperor is nothing like the late Emperor. He can sneak around for three years to bring down the powerful Lu Feng, how can you guys guarantee that he won't spend another three years to bring you down?
In contrast, wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to hollow out the Emperor to bring another, slightly more manageable, Prince of Peace to the throne?
After a few words, someone will always be moved by this. Mr. Wang took care of the inside and outside, and at that moment, the Prince of Harmony also happened to get the good news.
They can go out of the house and into the palace.
Early the next morning, the Prince of Harmony took Mr. Wang with his best friend towards the palace.
Prince of Harmony's complexion today was cold, not uttering a single word. Mr. Wang looked at his complexion and carefully asked, "Your Highness, how come your face looks so ugly, could it be that you are not feeling well?"
Prince Harmony shook his head, "I'm just worried about His Holiness."
Thinking of his mind towards the emperor, Mr. Wang's face couldn't help but fade as he sat up straight and answered without further questions.
After arriving at the palace, the palace attendant stepped forward to lead the way all the way towards the bedchamber where His Holiness was.
Mr. Wang's best friend is a middle-aged man, who is short in stature, with long and thin eyes, and whose appearance and clothes are ordinary. Daheng's law explicitly prohibits witchcraft aversion to victory, even if this moment suspected that the saint is being witchcraft to nightmare, no one dares to make a big show of recruiting people into the palace to exorcise the evil and remove the bad luck.
A group of people walked to the front of the temple, and saw that the civil and military officials had gathered in front of the door of the Holy Spirit's bedchamber. These officials either looked anxious or had a sullen look on their faces, and they followed behind the senior officials, precisely because they wanted to ask about the current situation of His Holiness, and to see with their own eyes why His Holiness had fallen into a coma for no apparent reason.
The Prince of Harmony led the two men into the palace from the side in front of the hundred officials, and Mr. Wang suddenly turned back and exchanged a veiled glance with a few people among the hundred officials.
In the middle of the bedchamber, the burning incense was heavy.
Palace in three steps a person, the guards are heavily armed, will be here to guard mosquitoes can not fly in one. Palace people with the guards face look serious, the atmosphere is oppressive, walking between, in addition to their own breathing, can not hear other sounds.
Mr. Wang didn't dare to look around and followed Prince He to the inner room in a disciplined manner. The palace's eunuch Grand Master welcomed him and saluted Prince He first, "Your Highness, these are the two people you brought with you?"
The Prince of Peace's voice was deep, "That's them."
Mr. Wang felt that Prince He's tone was not right, he was about to raise his head towards Prince He when another guard came forward and searched him. The middle-aged man nervously handed over a roll of long needles placed in a cloth bag, "Sir, these will be needed later."
The guards carefully probed the long needles one by one and nodded, "Put it in our hands, if you want to use it, we will hand it over to you."
The middle-aged man didn't dare to retort and said in a loud voice, "Yes."
After searching them, Tian Fusheng led them forward to the inner hall, the exhaustion and anxiety in his tone could not be concealed, "His Holiness has been unconscious for more than half a month, and all the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital have used every method, but there is still nothing that can be done."
Mr. Wang listened to his words silently in his heart and sighed along with him, ''It is because of this that the common people like us are also worried. Originally, I had not thought of the art of witchcraft, but if His Holiness is still unconscious for dozens of days in a row, what else can it be if it is not the art of witchcraft? I also had the audacity, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, to go and implore His Majesty to pass on this shallow idea of mine to the palace."
Tian Fusheng wiped his tears, lowered his voice and said: ''Not to mention that you guys feel wrong, I also feel wrong. But the rules in the palace are strict, some words can't be said indiscriminately, some things can't be done indiscriminately. Even if we are in a hurry, we can't touch these things."
Mr. Wang deliberately hesitated, "Then the little man ......"
The Prince of Harmony on the side of the solemn face convergence, his eyes straight ahead, long decadence in the sludge of the general finally showed a few points of the battlefield when the resolute look, "I bear."
Mr. Wang was dumbfounded.
Tian Fusheng said: "This is a matter that I have promised together with you, Prince of He, naturally I will bear it with you. "
Mr. Wang said in his heart, it turned out to be a decision they made privately, and those ministers must not know it yet.
That's even better.
Finally, they stepped into the inner hall, and from afar, they saw a skinny person lying on the dragon bed. Mr. Wang didn't dare to look at it more, but the middle-aged man beside him was invited up by Tian Fusheng to see if this appearance of the saint was the result of a nightmare.
The middle-aged man straightened the hairband on his head and straightened his cuffs before cautiously coming to the edge of the dragon bed.
The surrounding guards stared at him intently, and Mr. Wang also held his breath. The middle-aged man arched his hand and said, "I want to take a look at His Holiness' eyes."
Xue Yuan stood aside, his face full of beard, and he stared at the man dead in the face, not blinking, and said hoarsely, "Look."
The middle-aged man only thought that he was a high-ranking official, did not dare to delay, reached out and touched towards the eyelids of the Holy Emperor. Between his two fingers he held a fine needle with silver light shining, this fine needle was aimed straight at the death point location on the head, once inserted, Emperor Daheng would definitely die.
Their great work will be done!
*
Outside the temple, a hundred officials confronted each other, swords drawn.
Lieutenant Wang Liqing Lord Wang stroked his white beard and snorted coldly, "Lord Zhao, I said that the country cannot be without a king for a day. His Holiness is now in a coma, since there should be someone to oversee the country on his behalf, so that the hearts of all the people are at peace, is this wrong?!"
Privy Councilor Lord Zhao's face was expressionless as he said in a cold, hard voice, "Dare I ask Lord Wang who the person he has in mind to oversee the country is?"
Hundreds of officials were silent, only perked up their ears, not daring to spare a word.
Wang Tai Lieutenant is already old, and high ranking second grade, he should not be out of this head. But some days ago, someone approached him, with him said some plausible words, the king of the lieutenant at that time mercilessly drive the person out of the house, and so on after the person left, but the heart constantly think back to the words of this person.
Captain Wang is no longer young, he is afraid of death, but also afraid of the end of the day. When the emperor anti-corruption, it is because of his "two fears", he panicked half a lifetime of embezzlement of money back to the East and West.
His Majesty let him off the hook, and he was glad in his heart. But after being reminded, he realized that he had celebrated too early.
With the temperament of the current emperor, will he really let them, the big assholes, go?
The captain thought a lot, even thought of the previous second son-in-law was investigated for embezzlement. His second son-in-law was the former Secretary of the Imperial Household, after being demoted, he came to cry with him, at that time, Lieutenant Wang also reprimanded him, now think about it, Lieutenant Wang only felt a chill rise, think this is the beginning of the Holy Spirit to deal with him.
"Those eggs and other items needed in the palace, I merely wrote them down one by one along the previous ledger, so how come His Holiness had to check on me?" The second son-in-law's defense echoed in his head over and over again, "Father-in-law, the saint came to investigate me just because of an egg!"
Yeah, why does it have to be about his son-in-law? Isn't this just coming after him?
Lieutenant Wang shivered, and when the night passed, he clenched his teeth and agreed to get on Mr. Wang's boat, to save his life and his good reputation for the rest of his life, then he had to pull Gu Convergence down!
In front of the group of ministers, Wang Taifu spoke bluntly, "His Holiness has no heir, but has a blood brother, who is none other than the late emperor's eldest son, the Prince of Harmony. Now that His Majesty is gravely ill, if Prince He does not oversee the country on his behalf, who can?"
Many people secretly nodded their heads in agreement, Lord Wang was right, the country could not live without a king, and now at the tip of this storm, the Prince of Harmony's supervision of the country was the best choice.
If the ministers of the saint's inner circle were to supervise the country, without the saint's order, their words would not be correct and the hundred officials would not be convinced. But if it was the first son of the late emperor, now the only bloodline of the saint and the Prince, then they would have no objections.
The Prince of Harmony is also well-known, stronger than many of the clan's descendants who rely on the shade of their ancestors, and he himself has the strength to supervise the country.
Someone took the lead and stood out, "Lord Wang has a point, I also feel that at such a time when people are on edge, having the Prince of Harmony overseeing the country is the most effective way to appease the people and the government."
As soon as these words came out, a few more people stood out one after another in favor of this move.
The Privy Councillor and the Councillor stood on the other side of the room, vaguely divided from them.
If it is because of the state affairs, that and the Prince Supervisor is naturally a wise move, after all, and the Prince is not so confused that he does not distinguish between right and wrong people. But the Privy Councilor and several other ministers, how can not know Wang Liqing's sinister intentions at this time?
He is clearly trying to take advantage of this opportunity to hollow out His Holiness!
The faces of several old ministers stared, and as Captain Wang looked at them, he suddenly smiled, secretly pleased with himself, "I wonder if a few lords would like to say anything else?"
"The Prince of Harmony is at this time banned by His Majesty from the Prince of Harmony's residence," the Councillor of the Political Affairs Hall stepped forward, not being overbearing, "Without an order from His Majesty, the Prince of Harmony is not allowed to leave the residence."
"Oh?"
One of the courtiers on the opposite side sneered twice and pointed to the door of the bedchamber hall, "Then I dare to ask Lord Councillor, is the one who has just entered the door of the hall the Prince of Harmony?"
The Councillor's face did not change, "The two are not to be confused."
Lieutenant position because the saint reuse of the Privy Council and the Hall of Government and had to retire to the second line, the hands of Lieutenant Wang's real power has been divided into the Privy Council, at this time the new hatred together with the old hatred rushed to the brain, Lieutenant Wang pointing to the Councillor and the Privy Councilor, then snapped: "I see you have a heart of the intention of mischief! The people and I are anxious, but you only see their own interests in their hands! You are clearly unwilling to supervise the Prince of Peace for fear of losing the power in your hands, Lord Zhao, am I right or am I not?"
The Privy Councillor's chest rose and fell violently, and his fingers trembled as he pointed at Captain Wang: "Don't you dare be full of nonsense!"
"Whether I am talking nonsense or not, you yourselves know in your hearts," Captain Wang looked at each other with cold eyes, "If you do not agree to the Prince of Harmony being the vicarious supervisor of the country, then come up with a reason!"
The hundred officials could not help but look toward the Privy Councillor and the others.
Yet the Privy Councillor and the others were blue in the face, but could not say a word.
A young official standing beside Captain Wang was about to be unable to suppress his laughter, the tips of his eyebrows were about to be tinted with joy, "Since you few have nothing to say, then--"
"What cause do you want?" The Emperor's low voice rang out from the middle of the palace, "This reason that I'm not dead yet, is it enough?"
Lieutenant Wang with a few leading officials around him changed their faces drastically and looked towards the palace gate in shock.
The Emperor was supported by Xue Yuan, and the Prince of Harmony followed behind him, slowly walking out of the hall.
The bright light of the blazing sun slowly moved upward from the feet of the saint's shoes, hitting the saint's robes and spreading over the saint's pale nose. The saintly emperor's eyes were dark, condescendingly looking at Lieutenant Wang who stood at the forefront with a twisted expression, he coughed lightly a few times against his fist and said, "Lieutenant Wang, this article of mine, is it good enough?"