106 Chapter 105 Ending

Jing Shao was stunned for a long time and was speechless. The two imperial edicts are completely opposite. His father is telling him that loyalty will lead to eternal glory, and greed will lead to eternal disaster.

"Your mother named you Shao, hoping that you would be like the nine chapters of Xiao Shao and bring blessings and health to Dachen." Emperor Hongzheng sighed, "I have watched you grow from a little kid to an invincible prince. , How can I be unhappy as a father? It’s just that I am the emperor of Dachen, so I have to think about the country and the country. Even though I am the emperor, I can’t do everything as I please. I hope you brothers can protect each other and never let you down. The mother is very painstaking."

"Father..." Jing Shao raised his head, his eyes a little red. He had never heard his father praise him like this before. This was the first time he heard these words in two lifetimes.

"In the final analysis, the lack of people's hearts is nothing more than the word greed. I have been in a daze these days, as if I had heard Taizu's call. Last night I woke up and reread Taizu's letters, only to realize that I had violated Taizu's wishes." Emperor Hongzheng sighed. , took out a yellowed pamphlet from under the pillow and handed it to Jingchen. His voice was a little lower than before, and he even breathed slightly, "The affairs in Huainan should be carried out according to Taizu's last wishes and cannot be forced."

Jingchen took the booklet and remained silent. The Taizu's Notes were kept by successive emperors of the Chen Dynasty. The meaning of his father giving this to him is self-evident.

Emperor Hongzheng waved his hand, and the Minister of Civil Affairs opened the third edict, but this time he could not read it as smoothly as before. He word by word was very cautious: "Rui Wang Jingchen, wise and benevolent, obey the destiny of heaven, In order to protect the people's hearts and minds, I must inherit the throne and succeed me as emperor."

Jingchen silently took the edict and kowtowed three times to Emperor Hongzheng respectfully.

"I hand over the country and the country to you. You should follow Taizu's ancestral precepts as a warning, work diligently and love the people, and always reflect on yourself." Emperor Hongzheng's voice became weaker and weaker, and he held Jingchen's hand in his palm, "Jingshao is yours. My dear brother, if you make a big mistake in the future, remember the brotherly love he held behind you today."

"My son, I obey." Even Jingchen couldn't help but blush.

"Father!" Jing Shao couldn't bear it any longer and walked over to the bedside. There was no father in the world who didn't love his children, but his father's feelings for him were only clear to this day. After all the things he had done in his previous life, his father had always tolerated him and given him a way to survive...

"Keep the inheritance of our ancestors well, my father and your mother will... take good care of you..." Emperor Hongzheng's voice gradually became careless, as if he was thinking of the gentle and dignified Empress Yuan, and the corners of his lips were actually exposed. A hint of a smile.

In the sixteenth year of Dachen Hongzheng, Emperor Hongzheng died of illness in the palace at the age of forty-eight.

"Father!" Jing Shao tugged at the corner of his quilt and couldn't stop crying. The mountains collapsed and his father passed away. Even if he tried his best, he could not compete with the sky for his life.

Jingchen pursed his lips tightly, and his red eyes could not stop the tears that filled his mouth, falling silently.

"Your Majesty, please don't break your body from crying." An Xian and the Minister of Civil Affairs hurried to help Jingchen, but they had already changed their name to Your Majesty.

Xiao Yuan helped Jing Shao up and handed him a brocade handkerchief: "My condolences to you, Your Majesty. There are still many things waiting for Your Majesty to do."

Jing Shao wiped his face with a handkerchief, let his servants tidy up their clothes, and took the sword from Shang Fang: "Who poisoned you?"

The Minister of Civil Affairs said: "The late Emperor is seriously ill and will not have time to find out in the future."

Jing Shao glanced at him and was about to say something, but Jing Chen stopped him: "An Xian goes and calls all the princes over."

"Yes." An Xian bowed in agreement and turned around to arrange matters.

"Jing Shao, hurry up and dispatch the Royal Guards. My father has passed away suddenly, so trouble may arise." Jing Chen arranged everyone's responsibilities in a clear manner.

"Yes." Jing Shao responded, clenching the sword in his hand. As soon as he reached the door, An Xian stumbled back.

"Your Majesty, it's not good. The Royal Guards suddenly surrounded the palace." An Xian was very panicked. Originally, the Royal Guards were transferred to the palace by the late emperor to prevent any prince from forcing the palace. But if the Royal Guards forced the palace, they would not be able to escape. .

When Jing Shao heard this, he walked out without asking any questions.

Under the jade steps, the Royal Forest Army marched in unison and were approaching the main hall quickly. Mo Yun's Eighteen Cavalry retreated to the Jade Steps. The leader of the Royal Forest Army was not there, replaced by the deputy commander Lin Gang.

"My father has given an order, and the palace guards and the Imperial Guard are temporarily under my jurisdiction." Jing Shao looked at the unmoved Imperial Guard coldly, and took out the Imperial Guard's command arrow, "You will quickly guard the palace gate, and everyone else will be safe." No entry allowed.”

"Don't listen to his nonsense," a man drove his horse slowly out of the crowd. It was the fourth prince Jing Yu, "King Rui and King Cheng seek power and usurp the throne. Those who kill King Cheng and King Rui will be rewarded heavily!"

However, it was said that Mu Hanzhang led the troops on his left and right to the desolate forest in the eastern suburbs. Ren Feng was directing the training of troops. When he saw him, he immediately stepped forward to salute. Ren Feng originally recruited martial arts people in other courtyards, but after recruiting almost half of them, Jing Shao asked him to recruit private troops, and now he is the leader of this team.

"The prince's military talisman is here. The troops are organized and ready to go at any time!" Mu Hanzhang showed the military talisman given by Jing Shao.

"My subordinates take orders!" Ren Feng naturally recognized the princess and began to organize his troops without hesitation. The horses were led out from the depths of the dense forest, the cavalry led the horses, and the infantry were in formal uniforms, in an orderly manner, almost the same as Jing Shao's personal army.

"These field soldiers have actually trained to this level. Your Majesty is really capable." The right guard praised repeatedly.

Ren Feng organized his team and came forward to report: "Reporting to the Marquis, all 3,723 people who reclaimed the wasteland have been sorted out."

"How many cavalrymen are there?" Mu Hanzhang asked people to stand on the observation tower and keep their eyes on the direction of the capital without getting off their horses, ready to fight at any time.

"One thousand cavalrymen, five hundred archers, and the rest are infantrymen." Ren Feng replied.

Mu Hanzhang nodded, took the water bag handed by the right guard and drank a sip, quietly waiting for Jing Shao's news.

The sky gradually darkened, until the sun set, the soldier on the observation tower suddenly shouted: "My lord, there is a red firework rising into the sky in the imperial city."

"Let's go!" Mu Hanzhang tightened the reins and ordered loudly, "Cavalry first!" Originally, it was just a preparation, thinking that even if Emperor Hongzheng died, there would be some arrangements, and the chance of using private troops was small. After all, once this kind of thing is exposed to the public, it can't be used a second time, and it will cause big trouble if it is not used properly. But now it seems that something must have happened in the palace that Jing Shao couldn't handle.

Mu Hanzhang was anxious, hoping that he could catch up, and hoping that Jing Shao could hold on.

Jing Shao protected his brother behind him, and the Eighteen Riders of Mo Yun formed a circle to protect the two of them in the middle. The guards in the palace were fighting with the Imperial Guards. The Fourth Prince was hiding his true strength, and he didn't know when he had taken nearly 80% of the Imperial Guards for himself. The situation was very critical, and Jing Shao had no choice but to light the fireworks in his hand.

There were many guards in the palace, but they were indeed no match for the Imperial Guards. Seeing that the number of guards was constantly decreasing, the Eighteen Riders of Mo Yun had already killed them.

"Kill--" Suddenly, more than a dozen Imperial Guards holding iron shields attacked the Eighteen Riders, knocking away the person in front, and immediately a spear drilled out of the gap and stabbed the two brothers.

Jing Shao cut off the tip of the spear with a sword, turned around and kicked the shield, knocking down the person holding the shield, and the Eighteen Riders immediately added a knife.

"Close the battle circle and protect the emperor!" Jing Shao spoke with his internal force, and the guards around him immediately moved closer. Now the enemy is strong and we are weak. Even if the eighteen riders have high martial arts, they can't resist thousands of troops. The only way now is to minimize casualties, protect my brother, and delay until the private army comes to help.

The fourth prince saw that the shield-bearing soldiers were easy to approach, so he ordered the shield-bearing soldiers to go in front and squeeze Jing Shao and others into a dead corner.

The two brothers stood back to back, each holding a long sword, watching the circle of guards shrinking, and Jing Shao's newly changed plain clothes were already covered with blood.

"Take a break." Jing Chen patted his brother's shoulder. Now that all the guards were gathered together, they got a moment to breathe.

Jing Shao wiped his face: "I'm fine." Letting the guards form a circle is also a formation. The enemy can be faced from all directions, tightly closed, and water cannot be poured in. In this way, no matter how many imperial guards there are, they can only rush up layer by layer, instead of three or five to kill a guard. Even so, the guards are still decreasing.

"Kill——" Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting behind the Imperial Guards. Jing Chen stood on a high place and could see clearly that there were thousands of cavalrymen rushing in. Those cavalrymen wore inconspicuous gray clothes, but their horses were strong and their weapons were excellent. They rushed into the Imperial Guards in a pointed cone.

"Who is it?" The fourth prince was terrified. The imperial city was clearly under his control, so how could there be an army rushing in? The south gate was clearly sealed, and Jing Shao's personal army could not come in anyway.

Jing Shao saw a tall black warhorse among the cavalry and slowly smiled.

The jade steps had been stained red with blood, flowing down along the nine dragon totems carved in white marble. Jing Chen stood on the jade steps with his hands behind his back, looking at the fourth prince Jing Yu who was kneeling on the jade steps under the jade steps under the pressure of the guards.

"Such a person who killed his brother and father and lost his conscience should be cut into pieces!" Jing Shao let his own princess bandage his wounds, looking at Jing Yu with red eyes. Even though the Minister of Personnel said that it has not been investigated yet, but the queen mother was killed by the queen consort and the others, and the father also died of this poison, it is not difficult to know who did it. Tian Chong: Xiaoyao Xiezun.

"Hahahaha, the third prince is still so tyrannical. Today you killed your own brother, will you kill your brother tomorrow?" Perhaps knowing that he would not survive, the fourth prince was not afraid and laughed wildly.

Mu Hanzhang frowned, this was a clear provocation.

Jing Chen held down Jing Shao's sword-holding hand and said in a deep voice: "If you take action, you will definitely be criticized in history books a hundred years later."

"What are you afraid of?" Jing Shao sneered. What does history books a hundred years later have to do with him?

Jing Chen took the imperial sword from his brother's hand: "I'm here."

Blood splattered three feet, and the fourth prince widened his eyes, full of unwillingness, but he could no longer speak.

Clean up the battlefield and wash the jade steps. The younger princes were summoned and couldn't help trembling when they saw this scene.

Jing Shao pulled his princess and walked into Fengyi Palace with a white silk. The queen sat in the main hall with her hair disheveled, quietly looking at the visitors.

"Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony. Has the queen thought about where to go?" Jing Shao looked at the woman coldly.

"The queen has her own place to go." The queen stood up, straightened her hair, and smiled foolishly.

Mu Hanzhang felt the tension of the people around him, quietly held his hand, and said: "Your Highness poisoned the late emperor, and is a criminal of Dachen. You are no longer worthy of the title of queen. The fourth prince has also been executed. The emperor has ordered that he be removed from the clan register and not allowed to enter the imperial mausoleum."

"You have such a cruel heart!" The queen screamed angrily after hearing this, "Jingyu is a prince! How could you let his body be thrown into the wilderness!"

Jing Shao knew that his princess was venting her anger on him, and stretched out her hand to hug his waist: "I don't want to waste time talking to you, hurry up and get on the road, we still have to go back to the mansion for dinner."

Jihou held the Bai Ling in his hand and laughed crazily: "I can die with dignity, unlike your mother who died so ugly! Hahahaha..."

Jing Shao walked over step by step, grabbed Bai Ling, twisted his successor's neck with lightning speed, slowly tightened it, and whispered: "Brother Emperor has issued an order, Yongchang Bo has conspired to rebel and kill the nine tribes! "

Jihou's eyes widened and he stretched out his hand to scratch. Bai Ling quickly tightened it, and the sound of broken neck bones could be heard clearly.

Jing Shao let go of Bai Ling, looked at the ugly death of his queen, and said softly: "Ten of you put together can't compare to a speck of dust on the soles of my mother's feet."

Mu Hanzhang walked over slowly, stretched out his arms to hug Jing Shao, and gently patted his trembling back.

In the sixteenth year of Hongzheng's reign, the emperor died and the country was mourned. A new emperor ascended the throne, changed his name to Shengyuan, and granted amnesty to the world.

On the day of his accession to the throne, his original wife Xiao was granted the title of queen, and King Jingshao became the hereditary prince of the country.

The Wu clan of Yongchang Bo rebelled against their superiors, poisoned the late emperor, and executed nine clans. The Duke of Mao State conspired to rebel and cut off his title. The eldest prince Jingrong was demoted to a commoner and exiled to Shu. He was not allowed to return to the capital in this life.

In the second year of Shengyuan, Xiao became seriously ill.

"It's all you. You defeated Xiaosi to death, and now you've defeated the Queen Mother!" In the imperial garden, a little girl in gorgeous clothes pointed at a child about three or four years old and said in a shrill voice.

The child stared at her with big black eyes. Without arguing, he directly grabbed a handful of dirt and breathed it into her face.

"Ah!" the little girl screamed immediately.

"Princess!" A group of palace maids rushed forward to protect her.

The child had already climbed up to a jujube tree twice. Once the palace maid approached, he would throw the dates down from the branches and hit them in the palace maid's eyes.

"This kid is really interesting." Jing Shao, who was wearing the Yuebai Prince uniform, said with a smile while standing behind the rockery. He looked back at his livid brother and immediately stopped talking.

"The queen asked Jing Cheng to be by her side. I didn't expect to be taught like this." Jing Chen looked at the third prince Jing Cheng who was standing on the tree showing off his power and the princess Jing Lan who was screaming and kicking, and his face became increasingly ugly.

"I think this child has a real temperament, just like when I was a child." Jing Shao walked out with a smile, jumped up to the tree, and held the child firmly in his arms.

"Father!" When Princess Jinglan saw Jingchen, she immediately turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Uncle!" Jing Cheng was held by Jing Shao and was not afraid. He looked at him with big eyes, "How did you get up here?"

"Follow me to Prince Cheng's Mansion, and I will teach you." Jing Shao rubbed Jing Cheng's furry head.

"This kid is naughty, you..." Jingchen frowned and looked at the child under his brother's arm. Since Wang Ji's sudden death, Mrs. Xiao has taken this bastard to her side to educate her. She said it was education, but she only allowed him to play around and rarely disciplined him.

"Just what I wanted!" Jing Shao said with a smile while holding the struggling little guy between his arms.

Jingchen frowned, sighed and said, "The Marquis of Beiwei asked for a grandson yesterday. You can take Hanzhang's younger brother into the palace, and let him inherit the title of Marquis Wenyuan from now on."

In the second year of Shengyuan, King Cheng adopted the emperor's third son as his legitimate son. At the same time, he took the youngest son of Marquis Beiwei into the Mansion of King Cheng Wenyuan and taught him together.

In the third year of Shengyuan, Queen Xiao passed away, and King Huainan came to Beijing with Taizu's instructions. Emperor Shengyuan felt a deep headache.

"Brother, what is written in Taizu's legacy?" Jing Shao asked Gu Huaiqing, who was staying temporarily in the mansion. He had always wanted to know what Taizu wrote in his handwriting, but his brother refused to show it to him. He had been curious for a long time. , Gu Huaiqing has Taizu's legacy in his hand, and he thinks it should be something similar.

Gu Huaiqing looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Every generation of Huainan kings is called Gu Huaiqing, and they are not allowed to marry a princess before they are twenty-five years old. Do you know why?"

Jing Shao shook his head blankly.

Taizu said on the Huai River: "Please stay in Huainan, and I can sleep peacefully."

Taizu's legacy: The Huainan fiefdom can never be conquered. If future generations want to withdraw from the vassal, they should marry the King of Huainan as their queen.

"Bang!" The cup in Jing Shao's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Gu Huaiqing glanced at him, then stood up and went back to the house.

"Cheng'er, brother said it's time for lunch." Mu Longlin raised his little head and called to the child in the tree.

"Uncle!" Jing Cheng jumped down from the short tree and threw Mu Longlin into his arms. The two chubby little guys fell to the grass together.

"Wow!" The big tiger who was taking a nap not far away yawned. When he saw the two little people rolling into a ball, he immediately became interested and ran over pouting, using his big head for the two children to play with. .

"Lin'er, Cheng'er!" came a warm and clear voice. The two children froze immediately and stood still. Only the big tiger didn't know that the danger was coming, and still jumped around and pounced on the few sticks. Grass up to its nose.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the two people and one tiger who were covered in grass, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"elder brother……"

"Daddy..."

"Wow……"

Jing Shao smiled, walked over, took his princess into his arms, and winked at the three guys. Jing Cheng reacted the fastest, pulling his uncle and running away. Xiao Huang didn't know what was going on, so he rubbed around his master, lay down and turned his belly on him.

"You always spoil them, and sooner or later things will turn upside down." Mu Hanzhang pushed the person behind him.

Jing Shao didn't let go, he just smiled and hugged her tighter.

The past has become a thing of the past. Sometimes Jing Shao would wonder if all the events in his previous life were just a dream entrusted to him by Taizu, so that he could not be like his ancestors who conquered the world but lost their sweetheart.

Jing Shao buried his nose in the neck of the person in his arms and took a deep breath: "Jun Qing..."

"Hmm?" Mu Hanzhang looked back at him.

"..." Jing Shao raised his head, smiled and kissed the handsome face, "Nothing, let's go eat."

Mu Hanzhang was stunned, then slowly raised the corners of his lips: "Okay."

The peach blossoms bloomed again, the spring breeze blew, and the pink petals reflected the two people walking together, circling quietly.