"My lord, there is a guard in the palace who has ordered you to enter the palace immediately. ”

Outside the study, the voice of the old housekeeper in the mansion was a little tired and frightened, this old man who had been working in the Great History Mansion for more than ten years, obviously noticed that tonight was unusual.

The door of the study opened, and Li Changshou walked out slowly.

Dressed in a dark red robe, with long pale hair tied up with a crane crown, this paper Taoist was still as energetic as he had been when he had first moved here many years ago.

Li Changshou took out a letter in his sleeve, handed it to the old housekeeper, and said with a smile:

"When I go to the palace tonight, lock the gate and tell the guards in the palace not to go out at will, and if someone asks you, I have gone to the palace.

When the whole place is stable tomorrow, you can open this letter, and there is a way to open the cabinet in my study, and you will divide the money in the house.

It's also a fate between you and me. ”

The old butler's hand holding the envelope trembled a little, "My lord, what are you...... Now the rumors in the city are very strong, and the other few days have been saying that the king is seriously ill, and you can't do anything!"

"It's not that something happened, but it's time to leave," Li Changshou raised his hand and patted the old butler's shoulder, "Don't think about it." ”

After saying that, a wisp of smoke grew under Li Changshou's feet, slowly lifted himself up half a zhang, and his body turned and appeared directly in the front yard where no one was, and walked to the door without hurrying.

The housekeeper opened his mouth, but he just bowed his head and knelt down at the back of Li Changshou's paper man, leaving a soft sigh in the night, as if he was grateful for all these years of care.

Li Changshou went out of the mansion gate, and the soldiers of the brigade rushed up to surround the mansion gate, and a middle-aged general clenched his fists forward, bowed his head, and shouted:

"My lord, Dazai invites you to enter the palace immediately, and the last general has prepared a carriage for you. ”

"Isn't it an ox cart?" Li Changshou frowned, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "My old arms and legs, I don't know if I can stand the bumps." ”

The general smiled embarrassedly and said in a low voice: "The situation is urgent, please accommodate it, if it turns you upside down, the last general will cut off the head of the car!"

The two guards who were leading the carriage over couldn't help but shudder.

"Not really, not really. ”

Li Changshou waved his hand, stepped onto the frame with a brisk step, and looked straight at the group of armor soldiers next to him.

If this is to put Li Changshou Lanxing's hometown, the group of young people next to him is estimated to be in unison:

[, this old man, ouch, ......]

There can only be one sentence in the secular world of Nanzhou: This old man, his body is really tough.

The wheel gurgled and turned, and Li Changshou sat in the carriage and staggered, galloping all the way towards the palace.

At the same time, outside the palaces of the ministers around the palace, ox carts and carriages rushed to the palace under the escort of the guards.

A few days ago, there was a lot of noise in Chaoge City.

The old king's health deteriorated, and by this time he was almost exhausted, and the three princes waited in the palace, and the government was temporarily in charge of the court.

At this time, Dazai summoned all the ministers late at night, which was nothing more than one thing.

The king is no more.

Li Changshou knew that Emperor Yi had died two hours ago, and there was a Canglong in the sky above Chaoge City, where there was a manifestation of emperor's luck, and then dispersed on its own.

At this time, observing Chaoge City with the method of looking at qi, you can see the clouds steaming over Chaoge City, and a purple-red cloud and mist are constantly surging.

That is the luck of the human emperor who has not yet reunited, which means that the position of the human emperor is pending at this time.

Although the son is the heir, there must have been an accident in the palace, otherwise it would not have been delayed for two hours.

Mortality, kinghood, greed, selfishness......

This night is really suitable for Senior Brother Yuding to come here to enlighten.

Not much......

"Lord Dashi, it's here. ”

"Hmm," Li Changshou answered, lifted the curtain, and was helped off the frame by the guards.

Around, chariots and horses were parked horizontally, and one by one the old ministers were helped down one after another, and hurried to the king's bedroom.

The sound of those hurried footsteps is like rain sweeping plantains, and it is like a defeated army surging.

Li Changshou was mixed in the group of old ministers, and people kept coming over to say something, but he stopped them with gestures.

Soon, the ministers rushed to the front of the dormitory.

There have been hundreds of civil and military generals gathered here, but there are very few who are qualified to enter.

"Lord Daishi!"

An old minister shouted, and the ministers surrounding him tried to make a way, and Li Changshou walked forward quickly, frowning and entering the hidden palace gate.

A strong smell of medicine came to my face.

There is some darkness in the palace, as if to deliberately highlight the oppressive atmosphere at this time.

Walking forward, more than a dozen civil and military ministers gathered in front of the bed in the middle of the main hall, and Li Changshou looked fixedly, they were all people who were on the list of gods and secretly stamped in their small notebooks.

Bigan, young and strong, has seven exquisite hearts, and is in charge of business punishment.

Du Yuanmi, the minister of the Heavenly Prison, studied the astronomical phenomena, knew the changes in solar terms, and determined the month of cultivation every year for the Great Shang.

Mabel, the counsellor, how the Lord is angry with the king.

Shang Rong, Wai Yin, was originally the Minister of the Interior, and was in charge of internal and external affairs with Dazai, but because Shang Jun was taboo, he was only a vacant post at this time.

There is also Wen Zhong, who is beginning to show his old state, the prince and the young master, and the assistant prince......

Wait a minute.

Li Changshou secretly calculated, but found that Huang Feihu, who was qualified to enter, was not in the palace at the moment.

In front of these ministers, there were three princes kneeling beside the bed, each bowing his head and saying nothing.

Zishou is the eldest son, kneeling in the front, and the two middle-aged scribes behind him are his eldest brother and second brother, Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan.

Li Changshou's footsteps attracted Daodao's gaze, and Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan both cast a kind look at him.

Only the son suffered, but he knelt down in front of the bed, not moving at all.

The white-haired Dazai greeted him quickly, and said in a low voice: "Great history, you are finally here, the king has ascended to immortality, and I ask you to write down the history and pass it on to future generations." ”

Li Changshou coughed weakly twice, and took out a gorgeous cloth from his sleeve.

"It's written. ”

"Write!" Dazai glared at Li Changshou, and several old ministers frowned and looked over.

Li Changshou said in a low voice: "Foolproof, be prepared." ”

The Dazai opened the cloth and leaned over to the lampstand next to it, read it carefully, and then nodded slowly.

In this case, the old minister went to announce to the ministers that the king had ascended to immortality, and asked the three princes not to forget to perform the ceremony. ”

After that, Dazai held the cloth and ordered the palace people to open the palace door, and shouted loudly with a unique emphasis:

"Boom!"

All the ministers outside the hall fell silent, and the bedside was choked and shouted:

"Father!"

Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan shouted in unison, Bigan bowed his head and wept, all the ministers bowed down and whimpered, and the female relatives cried in the corner of the hall.

The sound of crying spread from the king's chamber to all directions, and in a short time the palace was filled with whimpering.

This is a courtesy, it must be respected, and if you don't cry, it will be punished.

An hour later, the crying stopped.

Dazai shouted loudly and ordered the priestess to pray and chant in front of him, a process that lasted for a day and a night.

Then, Dazai said:

"I also invite the three princes and the ministers to move to the palace.

Shang can't be without a king for a day, the king's final will is in the hands of the old ministers, and you have witnessed it with your own eyes.

Everything is determined by this purpose!"

Li Changshou couldn't help but smile in his heart.

Emperor Yi breathed two hours before he came here, and this decree was one and a half hours before he came here.

At that time, Di Yi seemed to be returning to the light, but in fact, it was just some magic tricks.

The rule set by the Heavenly Court is that the human emperor cannot be moved, and when the emperor swallows his breath, the human emperor's luck has collapsed, but it is just a corpse.

This trick may seem shallow, but it is quite useful.

The three princes got up, each bowed his head and retreated, and walked out of the hall without a sound, followed by all the old ministers.

Wen Zhong took the opportunity to go to Li Changshou's side, stopped talking a little, and finally just sighed softly and didn't say anything.

Soon, the courtiers who were still crying bitterly just now receded like a tide, and only a few female priests in the entire hall began to jump, quite lonely.

A generation of sons of heaven and a generation of ministers, people go to tea and cool, nothing more than that.

Half an hour later, in the palace of the great king.

In front of the empty throne, Dazai slowly spread out the cloth in his hand, and the somewhat short breathless reading sound began to float back and forth in the hall.

The three princes below stood in the form of a pin, and Zishou was in front, bowing his head to listen to the announcement.

Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan stood in the back position, the two glanced at each other, and the smile on the corner of their mouths was quite meaningful.

Just listen to Dazai's words:

"In the life of a widow, although he fought against foreign countries, expanded the territory of the country, captured millions of enemies, and raised the prestige of his ancestors, he had no merit.

Nowadays, the internal worries are difficult to solve, and the external troubles are numerous.

The widow thinks carefully, and still feels that the son is too young and too sharp, and if the throne is passed to someone else, he is afraid that the improvement will be insufficient, and the kingdom will fall apart.

Ziqi is the eldest son, who is progressive in learning and humble to others, and can be entrusted with the throne. ”

Dazai paused, and looked down at the three princes below.

The needle drop in the hall could be heard, and an indescribable sense of depression made many Wenchen generals hold their breath.

Dazai said in a deep voice: "Prince Zishou, do you have any objections?"

Zishou was silent, but straightened his waist and closed his eyes.

Wei Ziqi frowned slightly, but Wei Zhongyan on the side sighed and said slowly: "I didn't expect that my father would change his mind at the last moment.

Brother Ziqi is indeed more calm than me and Zishou, and has the demeanor of a monarch. ”

At this moment, a burly general stepped out from the array of military generals and said in a loud voice:

"Dare to ask Dazai, when did the king's decree come to be, and why hasn't the last general heard of it?"

Another military general said: "This will must have been written by the king? Since today, the king has been full of praise for the prince, why would he suddenly change the choice of heir." ”

"General Lu Xiong!"

Some Wenchen angrily reprimanded: "You are teaching the king to do things?!"

The military general named Lu Xiong scolded: "The last general is loyal to the king, and the sun and the moon can be seen!

"General Lu Xiong," the Dazai sighed, "and when the king was dying, he ordered me to open the secret box next to the pillow and take out this will from it.

Five of the six Qings had seen this, and the two uncles had also seen it with their own eyes. ”

Bi Gan, the head of the civil ministers, nodded slowly, and Xu Yu, who was on the side of the minister's array and had no specific position himself, also nodded slowly.

Most of the generals frowned and were puzzled, but half of the Wenchen had a faint smile in their eyes.

Li Changshou watched quietly from the side, he actually wanted to know what kind of way Zishou would ascend to the throne, and whether he would show his cruel and unkind side tonight.

I'm looking forward to it.

"Third brother. ”

Wei Ziqi opened his mouth to call and sighed: "Don't be sad about this, this throne is shared by your three brothers." ”

Zishou was completely silent, standing there quietly, but there was an indescribable majesty in his back.

This is not the coercion generated by the cultivation realm, but pure majesty.

Like mountains, like the sky, like the blue waves of the four seas!

"Third brother," Wei Zhongyan took a half step forward, and said with a straight face: "Before the ministers, don't embarrass the eldest brother, because my brother knows that you are not willing to give up the throne, but this is also the will of the father......"

"Enough trouble?"

Zishou muttered in a low voice, making Wei Zhongyan a little puzzled.

Wei Zhongyan was about to continue to speak, but Zishou said indifferently: "The ministers retreat, and those who don't retreat will be killed." ”

"This ......"

"Prince, how do you give orders?"

"Why can't we, who have been appointed by the king, be here?"

Boom!

Boom!

In the array of military generals, a large number of generals actually pulled out short swords in the leg armor, and forced the ministers on the side with their swords, murderous.

The ministers hurriedly retreated, and Zishou said, "Those of you who have stayed in front of my father's bed have stayed before. ”

The neutrine raised its arms and shouted:

"Wait!

The generals did not answer, but drove Wenchen away, went out of the main hall with Wenchen, and closed the door of the palace tightly.

Syllable!

Na Wei Ziqi's face turned red, and he turned around and glared at Zi Shou.

"Son, don't you even respect your father's will?!"

Zishou had already turned around at this moment, staring at his brother with some cold eyes, making the latter subconsciously take a half step back, and his exquisite robe was wrinkled.

"Whether that is my father's will or not, you and I know it.

I've always respected you as my brother, but you've used your father's body to do such a plan!

I really don't know about the magic of those outsiders?"

The Dazai hurriedly said: "The third prince ......"

"Shut up!"

Zishou turned his head and glared, and there happened to be thunder shining outside the hall, and the frightened Dazai raised his hand to cover his chest, almost fainting.

At this moment, there was a sound of armor rubbing outside the hall, as if a large number of armor soldiers were flocking in.

Na Weizi's confidence was suddenly full, his head was held high, and his fingers were affected:

"Third brother, you don't want to be brave and brave, you can scare your brother and the ministers!

"Really?"

Zishou lowered the corners of his mouth, walked to the throne, turned around on the steps again, and sat in the middle of the steps, with a little pity in his eyes.

"Eldest brother...... Big brother, after so many years, you don't seem to have noticed one thing.

When I was young, you and your in-laws used all kinds of means against me, poisoning, assassinating, accidents, and doing everything, have I ever been in danger of life?"

Wei Ziqi's face became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Brother Wei doesn't know about this matter. ”

Zi Shou leaned back, his elbows propped up on the steps, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He said softly:

"For tonight, you have spent three years of hard work to secretly subdue the commander of the city guard and the twelve generals of the palace guard, and for this reason you are full of ugliness, and your promises are thrown bigger and bigger.

If you become king tonight, you will have more than a dozen kingdoms.

Big brother, have you ever wondered what the ills of my business country are. ”

Wei Ziqi said indifferently: "The ills of the Shang country are in the slave and the marquis." ”

"I used to think so, but not anymore.

The ill of Shang is that you, me, and my father are all standing on this iceberg, but they want to melt the iceberg into living water, and you and I are the first to fall. ”

Zishou raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I once thought that I was the only one who saw the pain of our Shang Kingdom.

It wasn't until I talked to Da Shi Ye once that I realized that I was not the smartest prince in the past.

Everyone can see these pains, and there must be many people who want to innovate, but in the end, they are just bleeding from their heads.

Why?

Shang has 800 princes, however, Shang is the biggest prince, when the big Shang is old and weak, there are always ambitious people who stand up.

The real drawbacks of business are......

The king, not enough king. ”

Boom Boom –

Outside the temple, thunder shone brightly, followed by heavy rain pouring down.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, a killing cry suddenly came from the direction of the palace gate.

Wei Ziqi's face changed, and he walked quickly towards the palace gate for more than ten steps, but immediately stopped, turned around and glared at Zi Shou on the steps.

"Third brother, what have you done!"

"Clean up the rebels. ”

Zishou replied calmly, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently: "You only know how to calculate, and you want to drag the flying tiger, but you don't know that the flying tiger has prepared early, and secretly repaired the tunnel from the city gate to the palace gate."

Half of the generals you have recruited are mine. ”

Wei Ziqi's eyes widened, and he scolded: "You, you!

"I didn't want to fight among myself, but you've gone too far, big brother. ”

The son said: "The young master will take the will of his father and show it to Dazai." ”

"Yes!"

Wen Zhong agreed angrily, walked forward quickly, put a cloth scroll in his hand into Dazai's hand, raised his hand and gently patted the back of Dazai's hand.

Dazai's breathing was a little disordered, and he opened the cloth tremblingly, and recited as best he could:

"The widow and the widow know that time is running out, if they return, they will take the son as the king, and they will assist me with all their strength to protect my great business, mountains and rivers.

Bury the widow beside the ancestors, and do not mourn greatly. ”

Wei Zhongyan said in a low voice: "That's all?"

"That's all ......"

Dazai looked down at the few handwriting on the cloth, "Indeed, that's all, and it's the king's own handwriting." ”

Wei Zhongyan's face suddenly turned a little pale.

At this moment, the shouts of killing outside the hall had stopped, and the palace door opened a crack, and a figure rushed in, dressed in golden armor, wet with rain, with a mighty face and a long breath.

It is Huang Feihu, the son of Huang Roll!

Huang Feihu knelt directly on one knee, hugged his sword and said, "King! The rebels have been wiped out!"

Wei Ziqi said in a low voice: "No, it can't be! I have 100,000 armor!"

Zi Shou said: "Flying Tiger, how much is the enemy army tonight?"

Huang Feihu said calmly: "However, thousands of stragglers bravely gathered at the palace gate, and it was easy to cooperate with the army of pro-guards. ”

"No, you lied to me!"

Wei Ziqi's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily: "Come on! Come on!"

It was quiet outside the palace gate, as if even the breath of the ministers had been hidden.

The jingle bell rang, but it was Wei Ziqi who collapsed to the ground weakly.

Zishou said no more, turned around, looked up at the throne at the end of the steps, lifted the hem of his robe, and climbed the stairs.

The pace is steady, and the gaze is firm.

'From today onwards, the glory of the great merchants, the inheritance of the ancestors, will be borne by the widows.

The disadvantages of big business, the danger of raising tigers, are innovated by widows.

Eight hundred princes who did not submit to them were destroyed one by one.

Those who do not pay tribute from all over the world will be swept away by thunder.

The widow does not believe in the destiny of heaven!'

In front of the throne, Zishou suddenly turned around, the palace door was wide open, the military generals bowed their heads and walked inside, and the dozen or so ministers who were originally left in the palace were silent.

Not long after, Bigan was at the head of the Wenchen, and Huang Feihu was ahead of the generals.

Zishou raised his hands and slowly sat down on the throne.

Above the Song City, in the purple-red aura, there was a golden light blooming, and then a golden dragon rose to the sky, quickly absorbing the fortunes of the Great Merchants and roaring silently at the Heavenly Palace.

'The widow is the destiny of heaven!'