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Chapter 081

The birth of a child was not successful.

This matter also reached the ears of the Queen Mother.

She twisted the beads, sighed deeply, and said to the beads: "The emperor will do whatever he wants, and the Ai family has given them a chance. Let Jiang Chongyu take action."

Bozhu lowered his head and replied: "Yes."

*

Jiang Chongyu is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.

He was a young genius. He passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen and entered the Hanlin Academy. Over the years, he accumulated a high reputation and became a role model for the students of the Imperial Academy.

Therefore, it was very simple for him to lead three thousand students to petition at the Meridian Gate.

"Woman's lust harms the country! Punish her!"

"Woman's lust harms the country! Punish her!"

The crowd was agitated.

The slogans echoed through the sky.

Some officials also knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, the daughter of the Sang family, Kefu, Keqin, Kedi, these are very bad fates! The locust plague in Wuzhou and the lightning strike in the palace are all warnings from God!"

He blamed Sang Yan for everything that happened recently.

Qu Zhi was sitting in the carriage, watching the scene, and said to his close subordinate Cai Yuan: "At this time, if we want to get rid of the Sang daughter, we still need to get rid of the fire."

Cai Yuan immediately offered advice: "Sir, don't be impatient. Wan Zhang from Qintian Prison is just a fire."

Qu Zhi's eyes lit up: "Please tell me in detail——"

Cai Yuan then lowered his voice and said: "My lord, do you still remember why Wan Zhang was punished to guard the emperor's mausoleum? He must have seen the Sang daughter's face and even had her life taken. If he died suddenly -"

Before he finished speaking, Qu Zhi understood him.

"good idea."

After Qu Zhi praised him, he went on to talk about his plan: "Sang Kun once deliberately concealed the locust plague in Wuzhou for the sake of his daughter's fate. Now, it is more likely to kill Wan Zhang and silence him!"

Cai Yuan also meant the same thing. He smiled and said flatteringly: "Your Excellency has a great reputation. As long as Wan Zhang dies, we are not allowed to say what the fate of the Sang girl will be. Then Sang Kun will not be promoted."

"Yes, yes, I want Sang Kun to regret not dying in Wuzhou."

Quzhi seemed to have seen the scene of the Sang family falling out of favor, and he was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

At this moment, the guard's voice came from outside: "Sir, there is a letter from the palace."

After hearing this, Qu Zhi's eyes froze, he stopped smiling, stretched out his hand, and took the letter.

The letter was not sent by the palace spy, but by my daughter Qu Xueli.

[...Sang Yan is a kind and amiable man, fair and unbiased, and has a good reputation in the palace. He rescued his daughter twice. It is difficult to thank him for his kindness, and he hopes that his father will not get involved in this matter. If possible, please mediate.

...]

This daughter actually came to intercede with the enemy.

Qu Zhi angrily scolded: "Idiot! A woman's kindness!"

Cai Yuan didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly asked: "Sir, what happened?"

Qu Zhi said angrily: "My stupid daughter actually asked me to intercede for Sang Yan. It's really useless. I'm scared out of my wits in this palace."

After hearing this, Cai Yuan didn't know what to say, so he shut up.

Qu Zhi cursed a few words and quickly regained his senses: "There is no hope for my daughter. If we want to keep our future, we can only take risks."

Cai Yuan raised his hand in agreement: "But please obey your orders."

Qu Zhi held the letter into a ball and said with fierce eyes: "Let's start with Wan Zhang."

*

Recently, Wan Zhang always climbed to the top of Qintian Prison, overlooking the entire imperial city.

In fact, after looking at it for a long time, there is not much to see in the Imperial City.

But just because there is nothing to see, there is nothing left, which is the desolation of people who have nothing to do.

"Wan Zhang——"

He saw the late emperor.

At that time, the late emperor was sixteen years old and his son was in his prime, with a burning brilliance in his eyes.

"Wan Zhang, can you just do a fortune telling for me once? Why do you do fortune telling for other people but not me?"

"Wan Zhang, I'm sixteen and I'm about to take over the throne. Look at my face. Will I be a good emperor?"

"Wan Zhang, the imperial censor praised me today and said that I have the talents of an emperor."

"Wan Zhang, you have to assist me well. When I secure the throne, I will make you the king with a different surname."

"Wan Zhang——"

He called his name with a smile. He was young and had high morale, and it seemed that all hardships could be trampled under his feet.

How could he tell him: No! You don’t have the appearance of an emperor! You don’t even have the appearance of longevity!

No!

He was wrong!

He must have seen it wrong!

He locked himself in his room and studied the works of his predecessors day and night, trying to find a way to crack it.

"boom!"

He smashed the window with a peach.

He opened the window, saw him climbing on the peach tree, and smiled at him: "Wan Zhang, come out and play. The palace is so boring. If you ignore me, I will choke to death."

Occasionally he feels soft and goes out to play with him.

But more often than not, I will make up my mind, close the window, and continue reading.

He was the emperor, so he didn't care about his rudeness and let him go in anger.

However, gradually, he stopped coming and began to indulge in wine ponds and meat forests.

He learned of his absurd behavior and went to persuade him: "Your Majesty, you are degenerating. You can't go on like this."

He was drinking wine and humming in the hot spring pool with several naked beauties hanging on his body.

He panted slightly, as if he was enjoying himself, but also seemed to be distracted: "Wan Zhang, you are eighteen years old, right? Can you speak?"

He shook his head and replied: "No."

"Then let me give you a name."

"What word?"

"Heavy Mountain."

"Why?"

"My love is separated by mountains."

He laughed loudly, pulled the woman who was rising and falling on top of him, and pressed her underneath him. He gasped and said, "Wan Zhong Mountain, you don't have to come here in the future."

"You have fallen for yourself!"

"You are dissolute and immoral!"

"You have let me down too much!"

He left angrily and did not see him again for many days.

He went too far.

How could he give him a name and prevent him from having to see him in the future?

Is it a curse to love someone who is separated by mountains?

He must be under a spell!

I could barely endure it for half a month.

When he went to see him again, he had changed a lot, and his face looked like a decadent person.

He thought that he was a short-lived one and advised softly: "Your Majesty, you are not in good health. You must stay away from women and cultivate your moral character."

In order to prevent him from acting recklessly again, he moved into his dormitory and kicked out all the splendid concubines.

He saw it, lying on the bed and laughing: "Wanzhong Mountain, the long night, you drive them away, will you come to accompany me?"

Before he could answer, he coughed non-stop and passed out.

While he was asleep, he gently touched his thin and haggard face, and couldn't help but say, "Okay. I'll accompany you."

Did he hear it?

You must have heard it.

Therefore, he grabbed his hand and pressed his face against it, like a fragile little animal that had found a place of refuge.

But when I woke up, everything changed.

His tenderness and attachment have all disappeared.

"I said there was no need to come. Do you think I was joking?"

"Wan Zhong Shan, you are my plaything!"

"You are so pathetic!"

Every word he spoke pierced his heart.

He felt himself falling.

Endless fall.

"Wan Jian Zheng!"

Someone is calling.

He fell heavily to the ground, and it was so painful that it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"Cough cough cough——"

He choked out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his eyesight turned black.

Before he fell into coma, he heard someone shouting: "Call the imperial doctor quickly! Wan Jian is falling from the building!"

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