The mountains roared and the tsunami fell, and the sky fell apart!

This is probably the situation in the entire inner city of the capital at about half past nine in the evening of May 27, the seventeenth year of Yongzhi.

The Son of Yongzhi fell into a coma again in Xiyuan. It's still a green beauty! Generally speaking, this kind of thing, if you get sick again, it basically means death! And at the age of forty-seven, for an emperor, it is not young! Ming Guangzong was 38 years old when he died in the Red Pill case.

At the end of May, it was the height of summer. The heat wave in the capital is steaming at night. In the middle of the night, it had not dissipated. And then the news of Xiyuan kept coming out, making the temperature in the air full of scorching heat and anxiety!

At about eleven o'clock, Hua Mo, a bachelor on duty in Xiyuan, detained Wang Jiren and four other imperial doctors. This news fills the imagination of careerists!

For example, today's son is in the West Garden all the year round, not in the palace city. The three university scholars of the Military Aircraft Department took turns to be on duty in Xiyuan. On the evening of the 27th, it happened to be a scholar of Huamohua University.

At such a sensitive moment, what does it mean that the scholar on duty does not let the imperial doctor continue to treat the Son of Heaven?

There are two possibilities: first, the Son of Heaven has been cured; Second, the Son of Heaven is dead and does not need to be cured anymore.

In the capital, all the high-ranking officials are paying attention! Because, if the Son of Heaven dies tonight, no one will be able to stay out of it!

Wei Hong and Song Pu were woken up by their families in their respective mansions. People are old and sleep dryly. In the study, I discussed with my sons. The staff, doormen, and old servants who were running under the door went out one after another to inquire about the news.

Ji Xingsheng, the left attendant of the Ministry of Works, paced back and forth in the small hall of his home. The emotions in my heart were tense. If the Son of Heaven dies, and his political opponent Hua Mo happens to be on duty today, what awaits him? He had to figure out the situation as soon as possible.

Bai Zhang, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was anxiously waiting for news in the study. If the Son of Heaven dies, who will inherit the throne of King Jin and King Chu? He is a stakeholder at stake.

Zhang Anbo, the imperial history of Zuodu, asked his son Zhang Chengjian at home, "What about Shiyuan?" Zhang Chengjian said: "Father, Shiyuan is still with Ziyu." Didn't come back tonight. Zhang Anbo nodded silently. He is a well-known Confucian in the world, and his reputation is very high, but he is not good at political struggles. At such a moment, his choice is to follow Confucian etiquette. The rest of the things will be handled by Ziyu. He trusted his most proud disciple.

Compared with the civil officials and important ministers, the martial arts families are already secretly vigilant and acting. In the palace of King Wu, King Wu ordered to gather all the generals. The Son of Heaven has the grace of Jane in him. Ning Cheng and Ning Xiao both got up. For example, Wei Qihou, King Beijing, Cheng Guogong and others ordered the palace to be on guard. What if there was another rebellion like the thirteenth year of Yongzhi? On the same day, Wang Ziteng's mansion was breached. Jia Fu almost fell.

Time, in a tense atmosphere, flows away silently!

In the absence of clear news, no one dares to move at this critical juncture that is related to the lives of the family. are all waiting for news.

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Two quarters of an hour later, Xiyuan sent a messenger to knock on the palace outside the Xihua Gate to report to Empress Yang, the details in Xiyuan: The Son of Heaven is seriously ill and does not wake up, please let the queen know and stabilize the palace.

The news then came out. And this seems to be a signal of some kind of judgment! Something is spewing out!

In the dark of night, someone is moving.

As the saying goes: wealth moves people's hearts, but doesn't power move people's hearts? This is a big gamble of life and death, wealth and wealth. This has been the case since ancient times!

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Ning Pai, the king of Jin, was in the mansion, waiting anxiously. In the Star Picking Tower, the bright moon fell on his face, and several staff members were there.

If he is still the title of prince, who else can the courtiers choose besides him? He's older! However, what if more people support his good eighth brother? His father had a very bad head! Mutiny ascended to power.

King Jin walked back and forth.

Several staff members whispered to each other. In the end, someone suggested: "Your Highness, do you want to send someone to talk to the King of Shu." ”

That's a very elegant way to put it. If the king of Jin wants to marry the support of Empress Yang, he must offer a higher price than the king of Chu. As for the price, they have already agreed: respect the queen mother, and Prince Yang will tear the earth and seal the king.

King Jin thought for a moment and said, "Okay, give it a try." ”

Pang Ze once judged that the king of Jin was like ashes. There's nothing wrong with that. Expecting King Jin to be sharp in doing things, that is impossible. However, no matter who you are, in the face of the danger of death, you will always struggle. This is what King Jin thought at this time.

Dead horses are used as live horse doctors.

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In the palace of the king of Chu.

After Han Xiucai was killed, the king of Chu rarely spent the night in Jingyuan, but returned to the palace of the king of Chu in the east of the city. Tonight, he received the news quickly. The King of Jin helped the Son of Heaven to build and repair the West Garden, and there were a large number of King Jin's eyeliner among the eunuchs in the West Garden. But he also has no shortage of sources.

Eunuchs love money!

King Chu's confidants, no one was by his side at this time. After the king of Chu learned the news, he drank the strong tea sent by the beautiful maid and sat alone in the inner study. Thinking about the situation.

He has a big advantage right now. Compared with King Jin, he had a better impression in the heart of the Son of Heaven. And the die-hard Jia Huan, who strongly opposed his entry into the East Palace, Han Jin did not defeat him, but Bai Shangshu did.

So, at this time, he is faced with a choice, how to do it?

Stability should be the main priority. Because, what if the Son of Heaven didn't die for a while and woke up again? Of course, you can't be unprepared. The throne is not continued in order, but by oneself.

The king of Chu shook the bell, called his henchman He eunuch, and said, "Lao He, you send someone to Bai Shangshu's mansion to deliver a letter and ask him what he thinks." ”

Eunuch He saluted, "Yes, Lord Wang." Before he walked out of the door of the inner study, he shouted to the king of Chu again, "Well, there is..."

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In Jiafu, in some courtyards, they are also brightly lit.

In Ningguo's mansion, Jia Rong and fox friends indulge in wine and drink, accompanied by Meiji! His wife, Hu Shi, couldn't control him at all. Stepmother You only cares about the affairs of the inner house, regardless of his external affairs. Jia Rong was frightened when she heard the movement at Xihua Gate, as a child of a century-old clan, this sensitivity is still there. Hurry up and end the banquet and send the little servant to the North Park of Rongguo Mansion to inquire about the news. Later, he was called to the Rongxi Hall.

Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang have long respected each other like ice, and not long after sleeping at Aunt Zhao's place at night, they were sent by Jia Huan to tell them, so they had to get up and go to Rongxi Hall. Although Jia Huan is in charge of major affairs inside and outside Jiafu, the right to know is still there.

Jia Lian stayed overnight at Ping'er and was called. Jia Qiang was called from her home outside Ning Guofu. He has a deep relationship with his wife, Ling Guan.

In the middle of the night, in the Rongxi Hall, the lights were bright, and the servants came and went, waiting for the masters.

Jia Zheng drank tea and asked Jia Huan's little servant Qian Huai, "What about Brother Huan?" Jia Lian, Jia Rong, and Jia Qiang all looked at him.

Qian Huai knelt down and said, "Master, the third master said that he would come over later." ”

Jia Zheng pondered for a few seconds, nodded, and didn't ask any more.

A few days ago, Jia Huan just briefly chatted with him and told him that everything was business as usual. The current situation is more dangerous for Jia Fu. The main thing is the danger of Jia Huan. It seems that the Son of Heaven is very dissatisfied with him.

If something happens to him, his concubine, can he still sit still? Daddy Zheng sees this issue very clearly. The Son of Heaven was in a coma in Xiyuan, and Jia Huan informed them of the situation, and it was understandable to come over later.

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North Park, in the Xiyun Hall. Bright candles shine brightly.

Jia Huan and Pang Ze were in the hall. Qiao Rusong and Liu Guoshan do not live here in Jia Huan. Pang Ze was on duty in the Xiyun Hall tonight.

When the news in Xiyuan first came, Pang Ze laughed a few times, venting his emotions and pressure recently. The Son of Heaven wants to kill Jia Huan, haha, it's good now, he himself has to die first. Made!

And Jia Huan's fingers were tapping on the tabletop. His personality is relatively calm. Still restraining his emotions.

However, after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, there was definite news that Xiyuan sent a messenger to knock on the palace and inform Empress Yang. Jia Huan slammed the desk in the middle of the hall hard, "Bang! He let out a long exhalation and a smile on his face!

Pang Ze laughed and said, "Ziyu..., haha...!" "This punch is a friend to release all the suppressed emotions. Even if the Son of Yongzhi is not dead, he is not far from death. Then, can he still find trouble with Jia Huan?

The crisis is over!

On that day, I tried my best to keep the green beauty, but I didn't expect it to really play a role at a critical time.

Jia Huan rubbed his sore right hand, smiled, and said in a firm voice: "Shiyuan, the King of Chu is about to finish playing!" Our ultimate goal is nearing completion! ”

Frightened Bird, hey, Frightened Bird, in a situation as complex as tonight, full of the temptation of power and the threat of death, how can you not go wrong?

Jia Huan's train of thought is not on the same channel as Pang Ze for the time being.

Pang Ze was stunned.