Fenglong didn't care about the blazing flames of the torches on the long street; he looked at the large group of tiger and wolf warriors carrying crossbows and swords with disdain. With a mocking smile on his face, he strolled slowly closer, as if there was a forest in front of him.
The street was the royal garden in his palace. It wasn't until his eyes turned to the two masters that his steps froze slightly.
However, it only stayed for a moment, and he took steps again, approaching step by step.
Cold sweat broke out on the palms of the guards, and no one could help but be nervous when faced with filthy things. However, as a warrior who protects the country, firmness of mind is the most important training. If he really encounters any grudges from the fox fairy during the execution of his mission,
They are afraid of the obstruction of ghosts, but they will never give in. But this...
The inner court guards are the guards of glory. They are proud, calm, careful, ruthless, and loyal to their duties. In the final analysis, all these qualities come from one creed: Our emperor is supreme.
The belief imprinted in the bones of every Phoenix Palace guard is the ghost emperor in front of them.
I can't take action, let alone dare not take action. After my courage dissipates, only fear remains in my heart.
The ghost emperor no longer looked at the loyal iron guards of the past. He walked directly to the two old nuns and stopped three feet away. He looked around between the fish and the solitary rocks with a look like picking out carrots and cabbages.
The smile on his face became more and more evil. Perhaps it was because Gu Shi's handprints were softer. Finally, Fenglong looked at Gu Shi and moved his mouth, as if he said something.
Gu Shi didn't know what the other party was talking about. This was not surprising. She couldn't hear the ghosts' nonsense, which only meant that her practice was not enough. However, Gu Shi was not afraid. At this moment, all her limbs and bones were bathed in the warmth.
When the Buddha's light shines within, why fear the demons outside?
The old nun held the seal firmly in her hand, chanted the mantra in her mouth, kept her mind tightly, and was indifferent to Fenglong's lies.
The Ghost Emperor chattered his lips endlessly. It was obviously a long speech, but it was enough. After drinking a cup of tea, Gu Shi still had no reaction, and he gradually showed an impatient look. From the beginning to the end, Long live the Lord.
Always leaving a lingering light on Song Yang's face.
Song Yang stood still and did not move, but he was "very busy." Most of his mind was used to monitor the guards behind him. If any reckless person showed the intention of "fighting ghosts," he would have to take action first to suppress: In addition, there were also
His thoughts were fixed on Gu Shi, and he was counting the seconds silently...
The Ghost Emperor said again. After half a cup of tea, Song Yang nodded lightly from the corner of his eye. Fenglong immediately put on an angry look, as if he didn't have the patience to talk to Gu Shi anymore. He flicked his sleeves and almost said the same thing.
In an instant, the old nun suddenly felt that the comfortable warmth in her body was suddenly ten thousand times stronger. The "soft sunshine" just now turned into a blazing magma that corroded bones and gnawed bones. It traveled for five days and made people feel painful.
Even if he practiced for hundreds of years, he could not withstand the unbearable pain. Gu Shi's body trembled violently, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and he jumped up half a foot from his sitting position, before falling back.
The ground fainted.
Song Yang moved very quickly, taking half a step forward to catch the lone stone, and snatched her back to his own formation. A master's wife was hit by an evil spirit, and everyone was horrified. Wuyu immediately said in a deep voice: "No.
Act rashly!"
No one dared to move.
The Ghost Emperor resumed his smile and slowly turned his head to look at Wuyu.
Unlike Gu Shi, who was singing mantras and chanting sutras with all his heart before, Wuyu's eyes were calm. He sat on the ground and looked at the Ghost Emperor with his head raised, his eyes clear and his expression solemn.
Fenglong's mouth moved, but the words were still silent nonsense that mortals could not hear.
The guards smiled bitterly in their hearts. It was estimated that Master Wuyu's fate would not be much better than that of Gu Shi. Unexpectedly, when the Ghost Emperor finished speaking, Wuyu suddenly shook his head, his mouth trembled, but he was silent.
After saying something, the Ghost Emperor's expression changed slightly, and Chun moved his mouth again. Not only could he listen, but he could also speak. Everyone was surprised and felt a lot more relaxed. "If you want to talk, you must first be able to talk to Master Wuyu."
As expected, Song Yang's practice was more profound. But Song Yang didn't care about rescuing Gu Shi for the time being. He turned to face his companions, gesticulating anxiously, indicating that everyone must not relax, let alone move or make a sound. Sure enough, Shi Wei
, the nuns relaxed a little, and the Ghost Emperor's eyes became cruel. He ignored Wuyu and raised his eyes to look at them.
Wuyu's eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was moving hurriedly. He didn't know whether to give advice now or to talk about "the main topic, to distract the spirit of the evil spirits. Long live the Lord is magnanimous and stopped arguing with the little ones." He lowered his eyes and continued to talk.
No fish negotiation.
In the silent ghost talk, Fenglong's expression kept changing, sometimes disdainful, sneer, angry, sometimes focused; while Wuyu's expression was always so solemn, soft but firm, and when talking to the ghost, he was not talking to her.
There were too many differences in their usual speech. Although they couldn't hear or understand what they were saying, everyone could tell from Wuyu's expression that she was a quiet person. She was always quiet.
After a long while, the conversation across the Yin and Yang worlds finally came to an end, and Wuyu shut up. The Ghost Emperor frowned slightly, lowered his head and pondered, not knowing what he was thinking, and remained silent for half a stick of incense.
Half a stick of incense, in the eyes of others, lasted several rounds of cold and heat. The ghost emperor suddenly smiled.
Fenglong was smiling, but there was no hint of joy in his smile. However, he smiled extremely exaggeratedly, laughing silently to the sky. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back. His pace was still calm, and his shackles were trailing behind him.
There was a harsh friction on the ground, and his shoulders were shaking, obviously laughing non-stop.
Master Wuyu put away her hand seals, sighed deeply, stood up with difficulty, bowed and put her hands together to send him off.
No one knows what they talked about, and no one knows whether the Ghost Emperor will cause trouble again in the future, but it is certain that because of Wuyu's hard work, everyone finally passed this hurdle.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and a guard knelt down on the ground and bowed to the ghost emperor's back.
After one person, there was the second person, and then the third person. All the guards on the long street knelt down and worshiped. They did not dare to say a word until there was no day to order them, but this worship was worth a thousand words. Fenglong was not a brilliant emperor.
, average talent and young and energetic, Nanli never thrived in his hands: but he was a good man, enthusiastic and cheerful, he did not dare to be arrogant or indulgent, and he had no choice but to save money desperately if he did not know how to make money...
Fenglong could hear the movement behind him, his eyes filled with tears, he kept walking and didn't dare to look back. After today, he would really be "dead."
Before the Buddhist rituals at Bie Lai Chan Yuan were over, through Lord Du's arrangement, Song Yang went to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment to visit Emperor Honglong.
Fenglong lived in a prison, with fine food and accommodation, and the surrounding area had been cleaned up early. It was dark but also very quiet. The most important thing was that it was safe here, and he didn't have to live in fear. He was much more energetic than when he was hiding in a residential house.
When he saw Song Yang's arrival, the emperor was in great spirits: "Why did it take so long to come? How have you done the work of redressing the rebellion?"
Song Yang didn't hide anything. He roughly told his experience in the past few days, and then explained the purpose of his visit. He asked the emperor to go to the streets to pretend to be ghosts and scare people. It seemed very interesting. When Song Yang explained the steps and arrangements, Fenglong listened.
laugh.
But after Song Yang finished talking about everything, Fenglong did not nod in a hurry and waved to Eunuch Li who was standing beside him: "Hold Yifeng and go out for a walk. I have something to say with Marquis Changchun.
."
After the two people left, Fenglong said calmly: "Song Yang, I'm not stupid enough."
Song Yang smiled apologetically and said nothing more.
"There is more than one way to kill the rebels and overthrow the rebels." Fenglong did not intend to elaborate or explain, but just said the result directly: "No matter which method is used, Prince Jing can be killed. The only difference is to calm down the rebels."
After that, who is the person sitting on the dragon throne?"
After being imprisoned by his loyal ministers and out of danger, Fenglong calmed down a lot. Without the danger of death at any time, his mind became calm and his thoughts became clearer. The emperor thought a lot in the past few days.
Fenglong's eyes were firmly fixed on Song Yang: "If you pretend to be a ghost, I will become more and more dead. In the final analysis, your method is to help King Zhenxi ascend the throne."
The words were very vague, but Song Yang could fully understand what he meant. Fenglong had a chance to "see the light of day again." For example, when the rebels were killed and everything calmed down, the court announced "the truth": Long Live was kidnapped by the rebels before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
, the one who was imprisoned and died during the parade was just a substitute.
Playing incognito, but giving the rebels an opportunity to kill the Queen Mother, this is the emperor's willful behavior, which brings shame on the people, and is unqualified: when kidnapped, it is "passive..." This explanation is barely passable, although
It will reduce the emperor's reputation, but the impact is far less than the former. Fenglong can return to the throne and sit back on the dragon throne.
Song Yang was silent for a moment and said, "Ever since I learned the truth about the rebellion, I have made two plans. The most important one is that Yan Bao's plan cannot be successful no matter what. You and I have the same mind on this one.
This is the biggest prerequisite. I help you to help myself."
After Fenglong nodded, Song Yang continued: "The second important idea is what you just said. Who will be the emperor after the judgment? There is not much to hesitate about this matter. After you sit back on the dragon throne and
Between King Zhenxi and being in charge of Nanli, I choose the latter. But I heard Chu Rong say before that King Zhenxi is very loyal, and if he had wanted to seize the throne, he would have been the emperor of Nanli long ago."
The secrets of the palace are unknown to outsiders, but the matter is related to King Zhenxi, so how could he hide it from Ren Churong. Fenglong continued to nod, and what Song Yang said was indeed true. If King Zhenxi wanted to do something when the late emperor died, Fenglong
Long had no chance of ascending the throne.
"I'm not sure whether King Zhenxi wants to be the emperor, so what I have to do here is to "maintain the status quo" while overthrowing King Jing. At this point, Song Yang was afraid that Fenglong wouldn't understand clearly, and
I specially explained: "The "current situation" I am talking about refers to "Everyone thinks that Hong Leong is dead, but Hong Leong still has the opportunity to reveal the truth about the kidnapping and return to the throne..."
The words were difficult to speak, and Song Yang struggled to speak. Fortunately, Fenglong understood and gestured for him to continue.
"Maintain the "status quo". In this way, after King Zhenxi returns to the capital, he can become the emperor himself, or he can support you to return to the throne. I don't care who becomes the emperor. I will follow the prince's wishes no matter what he chooses. He will be very happy.
Take it easy."
Fenglong's tone was unkind: "I didn't realize it before, but you are really a good son-in-law. You are very considerate in doing things for my father-in-law!"
Song Yang was not doing this for the old prince, he was doing all this for Chu Rong and Xiao Fu. However, he understood this kind of thing by himself and did not need to explain it to others. He continued to talk about the topic: "So I didn't think about it before.
I had to use the method of pretending to be a ghost. But after I escaped from danger in the Buddhist temple and rescued the real Master Wuyu, I made another plan: I must keep Wuyu's illustrious reputation no matter what. Fake Wuyu said
If you are possessed by a ghost, you will no longer be able to "come back alive, otherwise all the prestige of Zhenwuyu will be lost."
"I have thought about it carefully. If you come back alive, no matter what kind of "truth" you make up, Master Wuyu's prestige will be greatly affected. There is no way to have it both ways. But I can't control King Zhenxi. After he returns to Beijing,
If I insist on helping you return to the throne, it will damage the reputation of Master Tai, so I can't let you "live" anymore.
Preventing Feng Long from living again does not mean killing him now. Song Yang means confirming the news of the emperor's death and erasing the opportunity to announce the "truth", and not allowing Feng Long to "live and come back" again.
Excuse.
The facilities in the cell were not as good as those in the bedroom, but they had everything they should have. Song Yang stood up, poured a cup of tea for Fenglong, and handed it to his hand. Then he said frankly: "Understood? I want it now."
What I am doing is different from what I did at the beginning. While killing Prince Jing and quelling the rebellion, I have to confirm the news of your death again and again, and I can no longer let you be the emperor."
Feng Long Leng Sha: "So you asked me to play the role of the evil ghost? My ghosts have all gone out to wander, and the people in the world think that I am dead."
Song Yang nodded first and then shook his head: "That's the intention, but more importantly, this is also one of the steps to deal with Prince Jing. The two things are done together."
After saying that, Song Yang was silent for a moment: "Actually, you have already made money, haven't you?"
Fenglong was noncommittal and continued to ask: "What will happen to you if I pretend to be a ghost? What will happen to you if I don't agree?"
"If your majesty agrees to help, I will take you to Yanbaoping if this happens. From now on, I will treat you as a distinguished guest, and I will guarantee that you will be rich and worry-free in your life. If you don't help," Song Yang scratched the back of his head, really distressed, and said with a smile.
: "When you were the emperor, I really dared to poison you: Now that you are in trouble and you are an acquaintance with me, I really don't know what to do if I can't do it. As I said before, the best way is to deal with Prince Jing."
It's a top priority. If you don't want to help me, I can't just walk away and leave it to you. Nan Li, it's going to be very troublesome anyway."
Unexpectedly, Fenglong laughed: "Don't worry, just do as you say. Please tell me the details of the steps to pretend to be a ghost."
The emperor's words confused Song Yang and asked directly: "Why?"
"As you said, I have already made money. If I hadn't met you, I would probably have died in a shabby house and cold kiln by now, let alone revenge and suppression of rebellion. Although your thoughts are not very serious, but
After all, he saved me. From a big point of view, this is God’s will, but from a small point of view, this is a great kindness. Fenglong is not a person who knows how to repay kindness."
Song Yang laughed: "Let's talk about the situation and get to the point."
Fenglong waved his hand. He was still an emperor after all, so he would not pretend to be pretentious with Song Yang. "Will I repay the favor?" he continued: "Second, I can't trust you! What are you saying now that you are familiar with me and can't bear to do anything..."
Fenglong believed that whether he helped or not, Song Yang would take action to put down the rebellion. Behind Song Yang was strong support from the west, the Hongbo Mansion in Beijing, Prime Minister Zuo, Du Shangshu, Murong and many other forces were cooperating. The most important thing was that Song Yang
Yang still holds the two big cards of Wuyu and Emperor, and there are many ways to bring down Prince Jing. This time Fenglong refuses to play tricks, so he will probably find other ways to deal with Prince Jing.
It doesn't matter whether he pretends to be a ghost or not. What really matters is that Long Live "returns to the world." It will affect the reputation of the Master and his next plan. When things really come to a point where "you can't have it both ways," Fenglong can't bear the evil in front of him.
What can Han do?
If Fenglong had returned to the throne, he would naturally not pay attention to Song Yang, but the situation in front of him was very clear. Song Yang would not let him go back again. If he really wanted to take action, he would not wait for the emperor to regain power.
If I don't cooperate, maybe after the rebellion is put down, the day before King Zhenxi comes to Beijing, he will be poisoned and die... Fenglong tilted his head at Song Yang: "Also, from what you said just now, you have done something to me before.
Is it poisonous?"
Song Yang smiled and shook his head: "It's okay. You are too worried about the past and only talk about the future. Things are not as bad as you said. I don't want you to ascend the throne again, but I can't do it. It's true, it's true."
If it doesn't work, I estimate that I will probably tie you up and send you to Yanbaoping."
Fenglong waved his hand: "It's not the same. I can't be the emperor without you anyway."
After saying that, he changed the topic and returned to the original topic: "The third reason why I promised to help you is that my son is still alive and I can trust King Zhenxi."
The prince was still in the title. King Jing was afraid of exposing the truth, so he did not cut off Fenglong's youngest son. Anyway, the little baby did not have the support of the queen mother, emperor, and empress. He had status but no power, so it would not affect anything at all.
Song Yang was just a little curious: "You really have so much confidence in King Zhenxi? You see, I don't think it's too accurate."
Fenglong drank the water and said with a smile: "My father said it. He is very accurate in judging people, so I believe it."
Fenglong cannot be said to be talented, but he, Emperor Wen, the previous emperor of Nanli was a truly wise emperor. The national policy of appeasing the barbarians in the mountains and integrating the various ethnic groups in the country was not formulated by him, but it was completed by his hands. Nanli's domestic ability
The current stable situation is all thanks to Hong Leong's father.
His father trusted King Zhenxi, so Fenglong also had confidence in King Zhenxi. Fenglong put down the tea cup in his hand, relaxed his body, and leaned against the back wall comfortably: "When King Zhenxi returns to the capital, he will support my son to ascend the throne and do his best.
Assistant, although I can no longer be the emperor, I cannot be reconciled to letting my son rule the world."
Song Yang nodded and repeated: "I don't care who becomes the Emperor of Nanli. It all depends on King Zhenxi."
Fenglong nodded: "If I believe in the wrong King of Zhenxi, I would like to ask you for help. I will rescue the baby, but it is still a child. Don't hurt his life."
Song Yang nodded happily, and Fenglong continued: "Finally, I would like to put forward one more condition. If my son really ascends the throne, Marquis Changchun..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Yang said, "I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will protect him."
Fenglong smiled helplessly: "I don't dare to expect you to protect him. I just ask you not to cheat him."
The situation was pressing, Fenglong lowered his head, and he came up with one reason after another, but deep down in his heart,
It is also the most important reason, but it has never been said: It is easy to deceive the world, but it is difficult to deceive oneself.
The current situation was caused by internal and external gangsters colluding with each other and deliberately setting up a conspiracy, but it was also inseparable from his own relationship.
If you are not playful, do not visit, and do not get yourself a mirror, the enemy will have no way to attack you.
The Queen Mother and the Empress all died because of themselves. In order to take revenge, Fenglong was not afraid of being cut to pieces by a thousand cuts. But when it came to becoming emperor again, Fenglong was really disheartened.!