The banquet is over

Author: Fragrance is all over the world

The banquet is over

In the front hall, an elderly servant came forward and said, "Go back to Madam, the back door has been cleaned. Please host the banquet."

Above the servants, Mrs. Yi Wang was sitting on the imperial chair. Her expression was calm, there was no joy or sadness in her eyes, she just breathed a subtle sigh of relief.

"Where is the prince, are Anren and Zilu okay?"

The servant replied, "The prince is fine. The young master is back and is changing his clothes. General Pei is still accompanying the prince to deal with the following matters."

"Okay." After receiving the affirmative answer, Mrs. Yiwang felt relieved. She waved her hand and said, "Go down and tell the guard guarding the door that you can open the front door."

The moon has risen to its highest point, and its bright and hazy light shines quietly on the earth. With the lighted lanterns, two or three of a person's shadows can be seen on the ground.

"It's three o'clock at midnight, everything is fine, poof——"

As soon as the gate of the palace was opened, the cool night breeze brought the watchman's call, followed by a few dogs barking, and then a few horses snoring.

"Master Wang, walk slowly."

A servant was supporting Mr. Wang, the servant, who was unable to walk steadily. Behind him were servants holding official hats. There were also several civil servants who were able to walk steadily and stood on the steps to look around. The generals had good drinking habits, and some

One of them who was close to King Yi even had a wine flask in his hand, and some of them were drunk. Several of them were holding hands and punching each other at the top of their lungs.

"Where is my carriage?"

"Five chiefs, six and six, seven coincidences bring eight birthdays..."

"No need to help me, I am the admiral. With this little wine, I am not drunk, eh——"

After the admiral went to the capital, he burped, then staggered and was about to fall down the steps.

"Sir, be careful! Hey!" A relatively thin servant shouted, "Someone help me quickly!"

The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same.

The front door was used to send away the guests who came to celebrate, while the back door saw the former noble prince now a prisoner.

The emperor was flanked by Li Fuquan and Yi Wang, who together supported the emperor's weak body. For just half an hour, the emperor seemed to have aged by more than ten years.

At this time, his face was indescribably desolate. He looked at the son in front of him and wanted to say something, but found that his entire throat was extremely dry.

After waiting for a long time, he heard his old and muddy voice, "Sheng Xiuyu, you..."

Why are you doing this? Do you still have my father in your heart? Do you want to kill the king? Have you abandoned all the human ethics and morality in your heart?

At this moment, the emperor had many things to ask, but Sheng Xiuyu, who was being executed in front of him, raised his head.

There were splashes of blood on Sheng Xiuyu's face, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, but they were not dull and dark. Those scarlet eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness.

The hatred in his face was gritted with teeth, and even the emperor was frightened by the emotion in his eyes.

The emperor was about to choke on what he was about to say. He suddenly remembered that many years ago, he heard from the servants in the palace that the second prince threw into the pond the only copy of the history book that he had given him.

At first, the emperor didn't believe it. He thought it was the palace man who was talking nonsense and trying to destroy their father-son relationship.

Now that I think about it, it seems that this incident was not groundless, but what happened to the palace people at that time?

The emperor thought he couldn't remember it, but the memory was like a hidden thread. If you caught the thread and followed it, you would see those memories that you thought were vague.

At that time, he turned cold and said to Li Fuquan, "Slap his mouth to stop him from talking nonsense."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only the sound of a crisp slap behind him.

The emperor came back to his senses and looked at Sheng Xiuyu's eyes again. He felt as sick as if he wanted to eat a fly!

This is his good son, the son who abandons his good intentions like worn-out shoes, the son who tries to take his life and sit on his throne!

You have a dog that knows how to wag its tail to please you, but your son who has been raising it for so many years wishes he could die!

The emperor clenched his teeth, feeling as if a dull knife was pulling back and forth in his heart. He closed his eyes and took a hard breath.

After swallowing these emotions into his stomach, he opened his eyes and said without a trace of mercy, "Come here, kill this rebellious traitor on the spot, search the second prince's palace, the royal jade plate does not have the name Sheng Xiuyu anymore!"

This decisive sound was like porcelain suddenly breaking, or like cloth suddenly being torn. The words fell to the ground, like a mark left by the pen of the judge of the underworld.

Hearing the emperor's ruthless execution, Sheng Xiuyu was stunned for a moment, his expression froze on his face, and soon he broke out into a funny smile.

"Hahahaha, my father, my father, my mother and concubine are right. Do you know what a loner is? You are a loner. If I don't sit in that seat, you will sit there and be lonely until you die, hahaha——"

He laughed so hard that his whole chest vibrated, and he coughed violently after laughing.

This laughter was full of ridicule and ridicule, which aroused the emperor's anger even more.

"How outrageous!" The emperor clasped Li Fuquan's arm tightly, "Someone come quickly and execute this unrepentant traitor!"

The commander of the Royal Forest Army on the side was holding a sword with a stern look on his face, "I obey your order!"

With that said, he stood up, walked to Sheng Xiuyu, and raised the knife in his hand without mercy.

"Pap tap tap."

In the distance, Lin Rongyan was still twisting the beads. Her heart was as sharp as a knife. The wind carried the emperor's ruthless decision to her ears. Her son's laughter was so sad, like an oriole crying for blood.

Her hands were trembling, and the Buddhist scriptures she was reciting in her mouth were so messy that they were almost broken. She lowered her eyes, knowing that she knew her son would end up in this situation, and she thought she was ready to let him go.

But at this moment, her heart couldn't help but throb. Lin Rongyan forced herself not to look, but out of the corner of her eye she couldn't help but look in that direction.

She saw the knife raised high shining coldly in the moonlight, as if it could coldly penetrate people's hearts.

"Click——"

There was a slight sound from her fingertips, and she lowered her head in confusion. From the corner of her eye, she saw the knife falling, followed by the sound of the blade piercing the flesh, and something rolling to the ground.

It turned out that a prayer bead in her hand cracked.

Lin Rongyan looked at it, and a tear as big as a bean fell down on her wrist. It was so hot that it caused her burning pain.

"The fourth watch of the ugly season, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing——"

The watchman rubbed his sore eyes and rang the gong in his hand. Passing by the closed gate of Prince Yi's Mansion, he sighed in his heart that it was indeed a prince's palace. Even the prince's only son could get married.

Forget about the guards inside, the gate behind the gate is tightly surrounded, and little guys like them don't dare to approach easily.

What smell came in the wind? The watchman paused. Someone had killed a chicken. Why did it smell like blood?

Looking at the palace in front of him, he shook his head. Maybe the kitchen of the palace was still busy.
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