On this day, the sky gave off a soft glow, clear and ethereal. The autumn afternoon was so comfortable and pleasant, with the warm sunshine shining on the body. People had to sigh that comfortable and comfortable days are rare but not sought after.
Ling'er couldn't help but take out the flute and start blowing it. The birds that were planning to store food couldn't help but stop on the branches after hearing the sound of the flute. Mo Yan danced his sword in the garden. Beiling Ye and others were silent.
Xiao was listening to Xiao and admiring the sword dance.
Tong Guan couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised loudly: "What a great swordsmanship!" He didn't expect that this child could be so good with a sword at such a young age.
Mo Chou next to him smiled and said: "Mo Yan, he started learning martial arts when he was 3 years old. His adoptive father always said that he was a rare martial arts wizard. At the age of 13, he learned all the secret knowledge of his adoptive father for decades. His adoptive father was very angry.
I've been feeling depressed for a while." Beiling Ye also nodded with a chuckle.
Mo Yan put away the sword in his hand and walked to Ling'er. He was sweating profusely. Ling'er pulled him to sit next to him and lovingly took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
At this time, Tong Qian walked over quickly and said respectfully: "Master, someone from the palace has sent word that the emperor is dying and wants to summon you."
When Beilingye heard this, his heart was shocked. He stood up in a hurry and said to Ling'er: "I'll go and see if you stay in the house. If anything happens to you, I will send someone to tell you." He didn't care much, so he took Tong'er with him.
Guantong Qian rushed to the Han Dynasty palace.
Beiling Ye took heavy steps and headed to the Wanxin Palace. This was the first time he came to see his father after leaving. When he came back, he heard that the Emperor of Han was ill and no longer entered the palace. He knew that he didn't want to
See yourself.
Beiling smiled when he saw Beiling Ye coming, and immediately stepped forward to greet him, saying sadly: "Sixth brother, you are here, my father wants to see you."
Emperor Han, who was lying on the bed, probably heard the voice and asked weakly: "Is it Ye'er? Call him over." The voice had long lost its previous pride.
Beilingye walked over and saw the Emperor of Han on the hospital bed. He seemed to have aged more than ten years and was no longer the majestic emperor in his memory.
Beiling Ye knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "My son, I would like to pay my respects to my father."
The Emperor of Han looked at the heroic Beiling Ye in front of him and asked: "Do you still hate your father?" There was sincerity in his eyes.
Beilingye just looked at him coldly and did not answer.
Emperor Han smiled and said: "Now that Hao'er has been killed by you and Yue'er has gone crazy, isn't that enough to relieve the hatred in your heart?"
"You know everything? Did Beiling Yue say it?" Beiling Ye looked at him in disbelief and asked coldly. Emperor Han shook his head and said: "I didn't know at first, but then Yue'er went crazy, and then I thought
Understand, you have contributed a lot these years, but no matter how others humiliate you, you don't care about it, so you must have another purpose for being so forbearing."
"It seems that my father is not an old fool anymore." Beilingye snorted coldly. The Emperor was not angry, but looked at him firmly and said: "All these things are caused by me. If you want to be the emperor, I will give it to you."
You mean, Yue'er has gone crazy, just let him go."
Beiling Ye turned his head and said: "It's too late to say these words, he has already gone to see Beiling Hao." After being assassinated that day, Tong Ying sneaked in and killed Beiling Yue, becoming a great man.
There must be no womanly kindness.
When the Emperor of Han heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed at him with his hand, then slowly closed his eyes and put his hand down.
Beiling Ye got up, covered the Emperor of Han with a quilt, and coldly ordered to the people outside: "The Emperor has gone up."
The ministers who were waiting for the news and the maids and eunuchs who were waiting outside burst into tears when they heard the news. Beiling laughed and wiped his tears non-stop.
After tidying up the appearance of the Han Emperor, the Prime Minister immediately stepped forward and asked: "When the Emperor is dying, which prince will he pass the throne to?" This is what they care about. After all, a generation of kings has passed away, and who they need to know will
He is the next emperor.
Beilingye didn't look at him and said calmly: "The late emperor's last words were to pass on the throne to the seventh prince, Beilingxiao." Beilingxiao looked at him in disbelief, wondering what he wanted to say.
Beiling Ye was the first to kneel down and said: "I will join you, Your Majesty. Long live my Emperor!" Everyone also knelt down quickly. There was no objection. The other princes were dead and crazy, and the Emperor was mad.
If you don't favor the sixth prince, the throne will naturally be passed on to the seventh prince.
Beilingye ordered people to tell Ling'er that the Emperor of Han had passed away, and he would return home after the funeral. When Ling'er learned that the new Emperor of Han was Beilingxiao, not Beilingye, he was really surprised, but he was also
Frankly, she knew that there was a reason for everything he did.
Five days later, the funeral of the Emperor of Han was completed and sent to the imperial mausoleum. The enthronement ceremony was almost ready, and only three days later Beiling Xiao would ascend the throne.
Beiling was lying on the stone railing in the imperial garden at night, drinking alone.
Beilingxiao, who was looking for him everywhere, saw him, and several people flew to his side. Without saying a word, they drew their swords and started fighting with him.
Beiling Ye hurriedly took the wine jar to catch his sword. The wine jar was immediately smashed to pieces. The wine splashed everywhere and soaked their clothes. Beiling Ye said angrily: "Old Qi, you are crazy.
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Beiling Xiaoye said angrily: "I'm crazy. I couldn't make trouble with you during the days of father's funeral. You have to explain it to me today. Father told me clearly that he would pass the throne to you.
Why did you say in front of the ministers that my father’s decree passed the throne to me?”
Only then did Beiling Ye understand why Beiling Xiao went crazy, and said with a smile: "Why is it that everyone in the world wants to be the emperor, but now you are asked to be the emperor, but you are not happy?"
Beilingxiao inserted the sword in his hand into the ground and said excitedly: "That's natural. I've told you a long time ago that I don't want to be an emperor. I just want to be a leisurely prince who doesn't have to worry about food and drink. Do you think I said that?
It's not true, do you think I followed you just to be the emperor?" Being a prince is enough, he is very ambitious.
Beilingye put away his smile and said: "You have been with me for so long, don't you know? My ambition is not to be the emperor of Han, but to make the people of the world no longer suffer from displacement and war.
Hiding. But if I become the emperor, then I have to think about the people of the Han Dynasty, and there are many things I can't do."
Beilingxiao said nothing and just stared at him.
Beiling Ye smiled and said: "Okay, Lao Qi, if big things happen in the future and you want to be an idle prince, Brother Six will help you. It's just that I have to wrong you to be the emperor of Han for the time being." Everyone thought that.
He is fighting for this position, but this position is nothing to him.
Beilingxiao then said awkwardly: "That's what you said. I'm going to apologize first. If you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for not giving you face." Beilingye quickly agreed and took him to drink. After all, the two of them
It's been a long time since brothers had a good drink.
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