For a long time, Jia Huan's goal is to break the situation of seizing the heir!

The Son of Yongzhi has an opinion about him. It is forbidden for him to rise and go out. And he offended the king of Jin and the king of Chu. This kind of situation where the relationship between two generations of emperors is not good, for Jia Huan, it seems very difficult!

His age, of course, can survive two emperors. However, you can't always be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle! What's the point of that?

The ultimate goal sought by Jia Huan is to "push" the king of Chu and replace the king of Jin with the East Palace. King Jin was not surrounded by the hostile Donglin Party. At the same time, with the help of the hand of the Son of Yongzhi, the temperament of the King of Jin should be sharpened.

This is the best script.

And tonight, this situation actually has a great impact on Jia Huan's script. If the Son of Yongzhi dies, the game of seizing the heir will naturally be solved. Directly, it's a fight for the throne! When the king of Chu ascended the throne, Jia Huan estimated that he would be in trouble. The think tank of the King of Chu, Han Xiucai, was killed by him. This is a mortal vendetta.

And when King Jin ascends the throne, there is still hope to fight and save his life!

Tonight, all the high-ranking civil and military officials in the capital made decisions based on their judgments on the various news coming out of the West Garden. There is only one core judgment: Is the Son of Heaven dead? Some people think it's dead, some people think it's not.

Jia Huan's inner inclined judgment is that the son of Yongzhi will faint and die, and then he will wake up, but the estimated life span is not long.

The basis for judging is because he knows that the green beauty is charming. The son of Yongzhi had an accident two months ago, and he has been in the past few days. Small masturbation, big masturbation hurts, strong masturbation ashes. You don't see, in the original book of the Red Mansion, Jia Rui was forcibly hung up.

However, this is generally chronic damage to the body, saving it back. The probability of such an acute illness as "immediate stroke" is still relatively low.

Jia Huan would rather do something worse: the Son of Yongzhi is checkmate but not dead. Instead of thinking he's dead.

Pang Ze's judgment was similar to Jia Huan's. However, his thinking was to wonder if the Son of Yongzhi had the energy to continue to pursue and worry about Jia Huan. A dying son of heaven has too many things to arrange.

In the capital, reasonable people will come to the judgment of Jia Huan and Pang Ze. It's about the lives of the family, and there's nothing wrong with being conservative. However, a dying son of heaven is enough to make many people ready to move. You don't need to do anything excessive, but you have to be prepared, right?

The lantern jumped and exploded slightly.

This made Jia Huan suddenly realize that it was already a silent night. After a while, it's zero. Seeing Pang Ze's slightly stunned expression, Jia Huan smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and said, "Shiyuan, in fact, no matter whether the Son of Yongzhi dies tonight or not, we have to hold on." ”

Pang Ze looked up and smiled: "This is natural. "It's unstable, but it's also stable. They don't have a single chip in their hands: military power. After thinking about it, he said, "But, Ziyu, do you think there is any possibility for the King of Chu to raise troops tonight?" ”

Jia Huan waved his hand, "The probability is very small." He will not do that if he dies. Moreover, the former prince Yin Jian is not far away, and the king of Chu is in the army, even if he has power, it is estimated that it will not be very large. "It's too big, and it will definitely be detected by the Son of Yongzhi. He also instructed: "Sishui, you take someone to the newspaper office of the Beijing Daily to help, it will be very busy tonight." At the same time, you and Huang Zongqi said that we will leave the city early tomorrow morning and take over the Pravda office. ”

The capital daily newspaper of Jia Province, the location is just outside Jia Province. And Pravda is outside the Zhengyang people in the south of the city. It was night, and the gates were closed.

Zhang Sishui answered at the door, "Hmm." ”

Jia Huan smiled, he doesn't have military power in his hands, but he still has the right to public opinion! Tomorrow morning's newspaper, he needs to speak out!

At the same time, the power in the palace must also be moved. If the Son of Heaven Yongzhi is about to die, will he ignore the political rules and take him away in waves, this is a question that needs to be considered.

The king of Chu died, and the situation of seizing the heir was broken! The death of the Son of Yongzhi is as broken as the succession game! Jia Huan judged that the king of Chu was going to finish, so he had to think about how to solve the crisis on him: the killing intent of the Yongzhi Heavenly Son against him.

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The night was dark. On the streets of the inner city of the capital, the footsteps of a large group of people and horses are slightly harsh.

Those who hear the movement know that tonight's turmoil has begun!

The team detoured south from Dongcheng to Xiyuan. Yuehuaxia, the royal garden, hidden in the landscape, with a hazy beauty.

In the middle of the team, Wei Jing persuaded bitterly: "Your Highness, it's still too late to go back." Killing the king will not be recognized by anyone in the world. ”

The young man in the middle of the team is none other than Ning Rong, the son of the former prince. This is a team of about 50 people, each with a firebolt, and it is his right-hand man, led by Cai Nongji. Picked out from the ranks of the civil unrest.

Ning Rong was dressed in black, and said with a smile: "Wei Jing, Mencius said: I have heard of a husband, but I have not heard of killing a king." He has made the world into the current situation, with the subjects of the world, for the pleasure and selfish desires of one person, isn't it a single husband?

This is an internal matter of my Ning family, how can people in the world look at it? Didn't he get to the top like this back then? As long as you control him, you can coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes. Jiu Wenhua University is a sycophant, he happens to be in Xiyuan, and he can draft holy decrees. ”

Wei Jing sighed helplessly. Young people are impulsive. Such a crude plan is obviously improvised! Of course, the coma of the Son of Heaven is indeed an emergency. Take the rebels into the West Garden. He knows the way and knows the directions. This is the reason why he is being coerced today.

In a few moments, in the royal garden, the sound of fire guns sounded fiercely.

Cai Nongji commanded the team to enter the West Garden. Ning Rong followed behind the team, and her heart fluctuated: Father, mother, see me avenging you today!

His father was defeated, and everyone said that the culprit was Jia Huan. But the direct murderer was his grandfather: when today's son. Any suicide is a liar!

He killed the son of the day first, and then ascended the throne, crushing Jia Huan with the general momentum. It's easy to kill. Native chicken tile dog.

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In the West Garden in the middle of the night, the gunshots are loud!

In the dormitory of Hanyuan Palace, an old middle-aged man, wearing a dragon robe, was leaning on a collapsed chair. A pair of eyes are open, like a falcon, sharp and fierce. He is the son of Yongzhi in the seventeenth year of Yuji!

If the people outside saw this scene, they would probably jump up in horror. After the news of Xiyuan spread, almost everyone in the capital judged that the Son of Heaven Yongzhi was dead or about to die, who would have thought that the Son of Heaven would be fine?

The green beauty wearing a close-fitting green dress stood delicately to the side to serve, and the chief eunuch Xu Yan stood at the door of the dormitory a few meters away.

Yongzhi Tianzi's eyes were gloomy and he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

After a while, news came, Xu Yan turned around, knelt at the door of the dormitory, and replied: "Your Majesty, in the guard division in front of the palace, someone took the thief to avoid the defense in the West Garden, and when he arrived in front of the Hanyuan Palace, he was stopped. ”

The sound of the fire gun was exceptionally clear at night. What's more, the distance is already very close. However, the Son of Yongzhi just snorted coldly and didn't care, "I want to live." Search for "CM" or enter the URL:.