In the sixth year of Zhongping, April. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Luoyang City.

Beigong, Xianyangwan.

The weather was fine on this day, the sun was shining on the earth, the coolness had been dispelled in late spring and early summer, and the gentle light gave people a lazy feeling.

"I'm going to go today!"

The Son of Heaven woke up, drank a bowl of gruel, and then commanded.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhang Rang looked at the weakness of the Son of Heaven's body, and couldn't help but have red eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Your dragon body is a little sick now, and it is really not suitable to blow the wind!" ”

Everyone in the world said that the Son of Heaven was bewitched by him, a eunuch, and was confused, but he didn't know that when today's young man succeeded to the throne, he had a tenacious personality and acted decisively.

The Son of Heaven valued him.

Because only he can trust the Son of Heaven.

He also did his best to repay the trust of the Son of Heaven.

Because he also understands the loneliness of the Son of Heaven.

He doesn't mind being the head of the infamous Ten Permanent Servants, and he doesn't worry about being spurned by the world, as long as the Son of Heaven needs him to do it, he will do it unconditionally, because that's just what the Son of Heaven needs him to do.

Now, the wise and resolute Son of Heaven has become weak.

"Father Shang, my days are running out, lying here for a day is the same as walking outside for a day, I just want to see more of the world!" There was a hint of weakness in the deep voice of the Son of Heaven.

He struggled to his feet.

"Your Majesty, the slave is here to help you!"

Zhang Rang was no longer in the way, and stepped forward to personally support the body of the Son of Heaven.

"Change!" The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven after all, and the true dragon in the twilight is also a dragon, and the dragon is powerful, and he said two words indifferently, and all the little eunuchs and palace maids around him trembled and crawled on the ground.

"Hurry up and change your Majesty's clothes!"

Zhang Rang shouted angrily.

"No!"

At this time, the little eunuchs and palace maids quickly moved, cooperating with each other and changing clothes for the Son of Heaven.

After changing clothes, the Son of Heaven, with the support of Zhang Rang, stepped out of the apse.

He walked into the brightest flowerbed of this palace, his steps were very slow, and with each step, it seemed that he had to use all the strength of his body, and dripping cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

"This flower garden is so beautiful!"

The voice of the Son of Heaven was faint: "I still remember that when Xianyangwan was built, the ministers objected one after another, saying that I was so happy, that I was reckless of the national treasury, and in the end, it was Shang's father who resisted these charges for me!" ”

"It is the luck of a slave to be able to serve His Majesty!" Zhang Rang bowed and bowed.

"Father Shang, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty say that you are arrogant and domineering, but in front of me, your waist has never been straight, this time, straighten it once, show me!" The Son of Heaven looked at his half-bowed body and said kindly.

"Your Majesty, slaves and maids will always be slaves and maids in front of Your Majesty!" Zhang Rang said in a low voice.

"I just want to see if Father Shang, who straightens his waist, can support the prince!" The secluded way of the Son of Heaven.

"Your Majesty......"

Zhang Rang raised his head, his eyes were on the deep gaze of the Son of Heaven, and above his back, there was a chill.

"Between you and me, there has never been a secret, what you have to do, how can I not know, but I can't control it!"

The Son of Heaven no longer looked at him, his eyes just looked at the flowers in the court: "I also know very well that once I go, I am afraid that Father Shang will not be able to survive, Father Shang wants to protect himself, I will allow it, but I am the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty after all, and I have to be worthy of the ancestors of the Han Dynasty!" ”

"The slave is wrong, Your Majesty, the slave is willing to go with Your Majesty!" Zhang Rang prostrate under him, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm tired!"

The Son of Heaven gasped, pointed to the stone pavilion next to him, and said, "Fu Zhen go over and take a rest!" ”

"No!"

Zhang Rang hurriedly helped the Son of Heaven, walked into the pavilion, and comforted the Son of Heaven to sit down.

"Father Shang, you can sit too!" The Son of Heaven said.

"With Your Majesty here, just stand still!"

"I let you sit, you sit!"

"No!"

Zhang Rang hurriedly sat down in the nearest place next to him, very restrained, just half of his ass sat up, sitting majestically, cautiously.

"Where?" The Son of Heaven asked.

He has been getting weaker and weaker recently, he has been in a coma for a long time, and he has been awake for a short time, and he can vaguely guess the abacus, but after all, he can't clearly understand his full plan.

"Nanyang Mushan!"

Zhang Rang replied calmly.

At the beginning, he hid from the Son of Heaven to summon the soldiers and horses of the king, but now, he was already very guilty in his heart, such as since the Son of Heaven had already pointed it out today, he no longer concealed it, even if the Son of Heaven finally asked him to accompany him, he did not hesitate to go.

"Makiyama?"

When the Son of Heaven heard this, his fingers trembled slightly, his eyes were deep, and he pondered for a while before he asked, "Can this person assist me in the Han Dynasty?" ”

"Your Majesty, although this person is in charge of the power of soldiers and horses, but he is above the court, he has no foundation, and he has no support from his relatives in the harem, and he has no ability to manipulate the Son of Heaven, only by relying on the support of the imperial power can he survive, and he will be able to become the prince's dependence!"

Zhang Rang replied in a low voice.

He thought for a while and added: "Some time ago, the prince came to ask for the national seal, and issued a holy decree, sealing Mushan as the prince and ordering him to go to Beijing on the same day!" ”

"Why?" The Son of Heaven asked.

"I heard that Mu Jing presented Nanyang military power to He Jin!"

"Ming Xiu plank road, dark Chen Cang!"

The Son of Heaven understood, and he smiled indifferently: "This Mu father and son have a good strategy!" ”

"Your Majesty, the key is that He Jinju Xu Yitaifu's position is not the same as that of my Han royal family!" Zhang Rang said angrily.

"Taifu?"

The Son of Heaven thought for a while and said calmly: "Since ancient times, Taifu is the name of the emperor, He Jin for this Nanyang military power, he doesn't care about the royal face at all, even Taifu dares to allow it, hehe, it's a little bold!" ”

"Your Majesty, if you don't get rid of it, the Han will always be in trouble!"

Zhang Rang said in a deep voice: "As for Mu Shan, this Taifu official position can be withdrawn, presumably if he has the heart of loyalty to the king, he will not ......."

"Forget it, too fu is too fu!"

The corner of the Son of Heaven's mouth raised a sarcastic smile: "I can't go back to the sky, I can only hope that there is still a trace of loyalty and patriotism in his Muyuan Center, and now I can only play a game of chess before Bintian, except for the thief of my Han country, as for whether you can help the prince ascend the throne in the future and care for the peace of my Han rivers and mountains, it depends on the will of heaven!" ”

"Your Majesty's dragon body is eternal!"

Zhang Rang kowtowed, his voice crying.

"Where is the national seal?" The Son of Heaven slowly stood up, his hands on his back, although his body was weak, but he stood straight, the true dragon's qi rose, and the majesty of the Son of Heaven was as brilliant as the sun.

"Here!"

Zhang Rang hurriedly asked people to bring up the national seal.

"Intended!"

"No!"

Zhang Rang hurriedly asked people to take out the four treasures of the study.

The Son of Heaven dictated: "I, there is a negative ancestor of the Han family, how to enter the chaotic dynasty, only the king and the ......"

"Your Majesty?" Zhang Rang heard the will behind him, and his pupils changed color slightly.

"Go on!"

"No!" Zhang Rang continued to draft the purpose.

In half an hour, a total of more than ten copies of the will of His Majesty Zhang Rang have been completed, and the national seal stamped has left the private seal of the Son of Heaven, which has taken effect for the people of the world.

"Send it out!" The Son of Heaven said indifferently.

There are more than ten holy wills under him, and the Pingguo thief determines the dynasty, such a great feat, it can be remembered through the ages, and I believe that someone will always do it.

"No!"

Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong discussed it carefully, and decided what channel to use to send these holy objects out of the heavily guarded North Palace, although the North Palace was very tightly guarded, but the Imperial Forest Army and the Praetorian Guards of the Southern Army in the Southern Army were still there, and there was always a gap to get out.

"Where is Guo Sheng?"

The Son of Heaven suddenly named Guo Sheng, one of the ten permanent attendants.

"The slave is here!"

Guo Sheng hurriedly walked up from the courtyard and crawled down.

He sat at the bottom of the ten permanent attendants, but he was also a well-known eunuch slave, serving the harem palace, which was quite relieved by Empress Dowager Dong and Empress He.

"You and Queen He and He Jin are fellow villagers, I remember correctly!" The Son of Heaven said in a harmonious voice.

"Yes!" Guo Sheng nodded.

"Then you go and tell Empress He, I am dead!" The Son of Heaven said indifferently: "With the friendship of your fellow villagers, coupled with the situation of the heavens, and the ten permanent servants as eunuchs who are prepared for danger in times of peace, they will trust you!" ”

"Your Majesty......" Guo Sheng didn't understand why, so he looked up at the Son of Heaven.

"I'm dead, the crown prince is about to ascend the throne, He Jin will step into this Xianyangwan, understand!" The secluded way of the Son of Heaven.

"Slave gets it!"

Guo Sheng trembled, quickly bowed and nodded, and turned to leave.

"Jian Shuo!"

"In!"

"Xianyang Wan is under martial law, no entry and exit are allowed inside and outside, all external spies, one word, kill, anyone only needs to enter one step, the same word, kill!"

"No!"

Jian Shuo received the order.

The Son of Heaven lowered his hand on the desk and fiddled with the petals that fell on the stone table: "When the flowers bloom and fall, why is it high, I wanted to keep you, but when I was still there, you didn't put my Han family in your eyes, how could I keep you, you should go with me!" ”