Within the imperial city.

"Drag it down."

Emperor Wen Changxing looked at the eunuch who had returned from Yunzhong Palace Temple and said angrily, "Spare your life, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... has nothing to do with this slave... I have nothing to do..."

At this time, no matter how much he shouted, the other eunuchs on both sides dragged him down. If he shouted a few more words, his mouth was blocked. After venting the anger in his heart, the feeling was nowhere to be found.

Xin'an's fear and helplessness rose again from the bottom of Wen Changxing's heart.

At this time, a eunuch wearing a red robe came over. When he saw the eunuch being dragged down, he first raised his hand to ask someone to stop. Then he knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this slave cannot die!"

The anger that Emperor Wen Changxing had just vented surged up again in an instant after hearing these words. Wen Changxing's eyes turned red, and he stared at the red-robed eunuch who spoke.

"As the emperor, I can't control heaven or earth. Can't I be the master even if I kill a dog slave?" The emperor looked at him warmly, and the red-robed eunuch knelt on the ground and said quickly.

"Your Majesty, this is not what I want to say."

"A slave will die if he dies. That dog-slave-like thing, life and death are nothing." "But..."

Wen Changxing then asked: "But what?"

Red-robed eunuch: "But just now His Majesty sent him to Yunzhong Palace Temple. As soon as he came back, he died. This... Wen Changxing: "You mean, how much does the National Preceptor think about it?"

The red-robed eunuch said: "The Imperial Preceptor is a man from heaven. Of course he knows that Your Majesty has a heart of sincerity and courtesy. How could he care about these things, let alone a slave? However, it is inevitable that some people inside and outside the court will think too much about the relationship between Your Majesty and the Imperial Preceptor.

There was a gap."

"If I take the opportunity to instigate or take advantage of these villains, I will worry about trouble!" Wen Changxing swallowed his saliva after hearing this.

Hearing what the red-robed eunuch said, Wen Changxing suddenly sobered up a lot and felt a cool breeze on the back of his head. To be honest, there was something wrong with him coming to the throne, even though he inherited it as the prince.

However, the late emperor died in a strange way, and there were rumors before his death that it was he who blocked the imperial master's command and wanted to kill the late emperor. When the late emperor died, he did not say that he would inherit the throne, and even vaguely revealed that he had asked King Huaicheng to

Plans for succession.

As a result, the late emperor died suddenly. He killed a large number of old officials, and then sank the king of Huaicheng into the river, putting everyone in the princes everywhere in danger. You must know that these princes had military power in their hands.

Not to mention anything else, Wen Ji, the king of Lucheng County who was in charge of Yin and Yongzhou, and his eldest son Wen Shenyou, invaded Bashu and now control Bashu. Together, these two fathers and sons can bring glory to the world of Wu Dynasty.

You said that these two people had no idea about the Wu Dynasty's throne. Wen Changxing himself didn't believe it.

If Lord Linghua, the national preceptor, was not sitting there, the world would have been in chaos long ago. None of the ambitious princes could subdue Wen Changxing. Even the King of Huaicheng was not so easy to surrender and willing to die.

But it is precisely because Linghua Lord is in the capital that in the eyes of everyone, he, the emperor, has become an existence that no longer seems to be so important. Regardless of whether he is alive or dead, the world will not be in chaos. .

If at this time, a sentence came out from the capital: "The emperor and the imperial master turned against each other."

Wen Changxing felt that someone would soon send troops to the capital to kill him, a traitor to the emperor, a traitor to the emperor, and a cowardly king. Thinking of this, Wen Changxing felt anxious and afraid.

"Shouldn't the emperor be the ruler of the world? Why is it my turn to be the emperor? There are evil monks and evil deeds all over the world, and there are rebellious ministers and traitors everywhere!" At this time, Wen Changxing saw many eyes looking at him.

It seems to be saying: "You are not the real Dragon Emperor yet."

Although the words were not spoken, Wen Changxing felt it keenly.

There was no conversation in the hall, and no one responded, but Wen Changxing got through.

He shouted: "I am the Son of Heaven, I am the one destined by destiny, I am the emperor who inherits the throne, and I am the honorable person of the Ninth Five-Year Plan." As he spoke, tears streamed down his face.

"I...I...I, the emperor, should be extremely aggrieved."

Wen Changxing was extremely wronged. Even though he was middle-aged, he was as sad as a child. The red-robed eunuch comforted him: "Your Majesty, please cheer up!"

Wen Changxing said: "If you want to cheer up and become emperor, why should you be an emperor? How can you be an emperor? Why don't you take off your dragon robe and become a free and easy prince?"

If he couldn't do whatever he wanted, wouldn't his role as emperor be in vain? But everyone looked at Wen Changxing and thought to themselves.

The last prince who was free and happy died at the bottom of the river with just one word, and you haven't even closed your eyes yet!

Wen Changxing finally sighed and waved his hands. He didn't get tough at first, but he never got tough again later. "Let him go, let him go."

"Don't appear in front of me in the future, and tell him to get away."

Then, I saw a queue of eunuchs with their mouths gagged being held outside the main hall, and they let the eunuch go. The eunuch kept kowtowing until his head was broken.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded on a sunny day. "Boom!"

The emperor and everyone in the hall instantly looked up to the sky. Wen Changxing even ran out of the hall, but he did not dare to go out when he reached the corridor. He stuck his head and looked outside. "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, the time has come."

Wen Changxing frowned when he heard this. He was used to thinking too much, and he always felt that the words "the time has come" were like saying that his death was coming. And thinking about the recent rumors, Wen Changxing became more and more uneasy.

There are Taoist officials in the palace. After they are invited, they will vote for Wen Changxing immediately.

"Just now, the gods on earth have received the decree from the Nine Heavens." "The decree from heaven!"

"At the time of You, there will be strong winds and showers, and hail will fall in the southwest of the capital."

Yun Zhongjun is fighting with God. God wants to rain and bring wind disasters, but there is no way to stop hail disasters.

But Yun Zhongjun can make God's wind, rain and hail disasters come down, but he has his own decisions about where they fall. Wen Changxing: "It has nothing to do with the King of Huaicheng?"

The Taoist official said: "The laws of heaven command the ghosts and gods, the Dragon King and the divine bird Shang Yang. If the rain falls in the wrong place or falls in the wrong place, the dragon will be killed and the gods will be killed."

"This is a rare thing in heaven and earth, and it has nothing to do with the King of Huaicheng.

Wen Changxing breathed a sigh of relief, but still said, "Hurry up and ask Master Nianhua Monk to come."

Even if it has nothing to do with the King of Huaicheng, what would happen if the evil ghost of the King of Huaicheng sneaked into the palace to claim his life while the world was changing. After many evil ghosts' dreams, Wen Changxing had a deep understanding of Huaicheng.

There is no doubt that Wang Gui is going to take his life.

The monk can send ghosts away and save ghosts, and the flower-carrying monk is said to be able to enter the Yellow Spring River.

In the past, when Wen Changxing was repeatedly threatened by evil spirits in his dreams, he would ask the other party to do the trick, and this time was no exception. There were clear skies and thunder everywhere, and the divine bird Shang Yang appeared in the world.

Then I saw the wind and rain suddenly coming.

Everyone in the capital felt stuffy at first, and the air was unbearably hot. But not long after, the air began to drop violently again, until it was like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter. The originally clear sky became extremely dark and gray-green. That was because of the distant sky.

The forming cumulonimbus clouds blocked the sunlight.

Then, a black or dark gray cloud wall slowly moved over the horizon and finally completely covered the sky above Huajing City.

It was clearly still dusk at this moment, but Huajing City was completely dark, as if it had already fallen into the night. In the darkness, a group of people walked through the corridors of the palace.

"Master, please come this way!" "Thank you, Supervisor Li!"

Monk Nianhua led his disciples to the palace again.

Both the emperor and he seemed to have forgotten what happened in the empty mountain. The monk was too thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously. The emperor had no other "trustworthy" "master" to rely on, so he could only rely on the monk.

By the time a group of people walked into the palace to see the emperor, it was already dark outside, and the palace could only rely on candlelight to see anything. Rain began to fall from outside, drenching many people in the palace.

In the palace, the emperor summoned the monk, whose smile looked very warm. Wen Changxing: "Thank you, Master."

The monk bowed: "I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed in the darkness outside the palace, "Boom!"

Thunder exploded, and the blazing white light covered up all the candles in the palace. But in such a shining light, everyone felt that the surroundings were getting darker. Emperor Wen Changxing looked over.

The figures in the palace were dim, and it was impossible to tell who was who, or whether it was a human or a ghost.

In an instant, the warmth on his face disappeared without a trace, and he looked at the shadows with an extremely nervous expression, especially the shadows that secretly wanted to get closer to him. Every one of them he thought might be the King of Huaicheng.

"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

The emperor immediately stood up and shouted, "Who?"

The lightning between heaven and earth disappeared, and the candlelight illuminated the faces of the people in front of them. It was the flower-carrying monk and the red-robed eunuch. The emperor then sat down, his hands were trembling, and he pretended to be calm and said.

"Please ask the mage to do something quickly to suppress the evil spirits who are secretly trying to cause trouble." The monk clearly saw the emperor's trembling hands, but pretended not to see them.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, there is a poor monk here!"

Amidst the chanting, the changes in the sky outside became more and more intense.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared, as if a fierce battle was going on between heaven and earth. Then, the rain finally fell.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Under the lightning, the rain was like white hair rushing down from a distance, bringing with it the cold air, as if it was about to freeze the world. The heavy rain poured down, falling from the sky like a waterfall, instantly submerging the earth.

In the water curtain.

In this violent storm, strong winds roared by. At the same time, hail also arrived as expected.

They vary in size, some are as big as soybeans, and others are as big as eggs.

These cold hard objects fell from the sky, fell from the nine heavens, and fell to the ground one after another.

It's just that it's not in Huajing, but in another place not far away in the southwest. At this moment, Huajing is only affected by the wind and rain. But in the eyes of everyone, this scene is already very terrifying.

The strong wind blew the rubble on the roof loudly, and the rain poured in unstoppably from outside, as if a demon was roaring.

The candles were extinguished in pieces, and the palace guests outside were blown around one by one. They could not stand in the strong wind, and were blown around like wormwood, and even rolled to the ground.

Some people couldn't bear it and screamed and shouted.

Seeing this scene, Wen Changxing was strongly stimulated. He remembered the scene when the late emperor died, and also thought of his brother in the water. "Guard me!"
To be continued...