Luo Ting narrowed his eyes and said with a hidden threat, "is imperial brother unwilling to believe in my father's decree? It's really ridiculous. I know you are not convinced, but the fact has been established. You should be more respectful when you see me as the prince in the future."
Luo Ning didn't have the patience to tell him any more, "whatever you think, I'm going to see my father first."
Luo Ting sneered at his back, "Father is seriously ill and you can't see anyone but me. You'd better please come back."
Luo Ning paused. He knew how determined and ruthless Luo Ting was, but Luo Ting had the audacity to put Emperor Cheng Ming under house arrest. Did he really think that he could cover the sky with one hand in this palace? Luo Ning knew Emperor Cheng Ming's plan and was not too concerned.
Looking at Luo Ting's desultory smile, he felt that Luo Ting's mind was not very good right now. Did he really think that he could control Emperor Cheng Ming easily, and didn't have any doubts about things going too smoothly?
......
The atmosphere in the palace became depressed, and the Zichen Palace where Luo Ting was located became lively. The people in the palace were all crowded and wanted to go to Zichen Palace to serve, and respectfully called His Highness the Crown Prince.
Luo Ting enjoyed the best clothes, the best food, and all the decorations were the most luxurious and gorgeous sandalwood pearls. Everyone had to kneel humbly at his feet.
Luo Ting closed his eyes and smiled. This was simply a beautiful dream. The power he once dreamed of was now at his fingertips. He is the most noble person in this imperial city, and will be the most noble person in the entire Rong Dynasty in the future. All the wonderful things in the world will be placed before him.
He never wanted to wake up from this sweet dream, and wanted to stabilize his position at any cost.
If he thinks about it carefully, it is really not easy for him to climb to this position. His stumbling blocks will be removed soon.
Because he had been neglected since he was a child, and now he has become the center of attention, Luo Ting is deeply obsessed with it.
Just when he was so proud of the spring breeze that he was preparing to let Emperor Cheng Ming die of tuberculosis and ascend the throne naturally, at the flower viewing banquet he organized, everyone exchanged cups and had fun, Luo Ting drunkenly went to the palace to see Emperor Cheng Ming, to show off to Emperor Cheng Ming how proud he is now, it would be best to make Emperor Cheng Ming angry to death.
As a result, before the smile fell from his face, the eunuch's messy and panicked footsteps came over, and his voice was sharp and harsh because of his nervousness, "Your Highness, it's bad, Prime Minister Liu has led his men to attack!"
"I heard that His Majesty is under house arrest. Prime Minister Liu wants to root out the traitors and save His Majesty from danger."
Luo Ting was stunned for a moment, staring at the eunuch's face that was so anxious that his butt was on fire, and he couldn't even react.
What's the meaning?
Prime Minister Liu wants to save Emperor Ming?
Aren't he and Prime Minister Liu on the same side? How could the other party counterattack him? Is there something wrong?
He had promised the old man that as soon as he ascended the throne, he would make the old man a king with a different surname. But at the critical moment, the old man actually turned against him.
Luo Ting's face was extremely ugly. What benefits did Emperor Cheng Ming promise to make the old man betray him? Another person betrayed him. Luo Ting hated this feeling to death. He was obviously good at everything, so why couldn't he support him to the end??!
Luo Ting felt that things were not that simple again. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, his eyes widened, and he suddenly understood the key.
The traitor had great power, so he might have been dissatisfied with being a minister, and he might have had a rebellious heart. However, he, a serious prince, had become a stepping stone for the traitor, whose real goal was also the throne.
Luo Ting was furious, even his drunken head was completely awake. His expression was solemn, like a dark cloud of depression. Why didn't he take precautions early in the morning? He really thought he had attracted the traitor. He was blinded by power and failed to notice it in time, the opponent's wolfish ambitions.
So much so that he is so passive now.
Luo Ting clenched his hands in annoyance. He just wanted to cut Prime Minister Liu into pieces immediately. He suddenly realized that he had been tricked and his mind was in a mess.
The trembling eunuch couldn't help but said, "oh my god, my highness, why are you still distracted? The prime minister is almost approaching, you should think of a way."
Luo Ting asked anxiously: "How many soldiers did Liu Thief bring?"
"I heard there were three thousand. It was so noisy that I didn't dare to inquire too much, so I hurriedly came to report the news."
As soon as he said the words, noisy sounds started, and the palace was in chaos. The palace people were so frightened that they panicked and hid everywhere.
Luo Ting took a deep breath, and his body couldn't help trembling, because he really couldn't think of any other way. The Liu thief caught him off guard, and he couldn't draw out the extra soldiers. The only way was to let the guards resist desperately.
But the Imperial Guards were far inferior to Prime Minister Liu's offensive and could not hold out for long.
The heavy and chaotic steps were getting closer and closer, and the dull sound of swords clashing could be faintly heard. The smell of blood filled the air, and screams could be heard endlessly.
Luo Ting panicked and wanted to run away in fear. If he was caught, his life would be over.
But the palace is so big, where can Luo Ting escape? When he was in the imperial garden, he was captured. Looking at Prime Minister Liu surrounded by armor, Luo Ting was so filled with hatred that his eyes were red. He yelled, "you bitch, how dare you lie to me!"
Prime Minister Liu smiled calmly, twirled his beard, and took time to admire Luo Ting's embarrassment. He was really an idiot, "I don't understand what the prince is saying. I only know that the prince forged the imperial edict and was unkind and unfilial. To imprison Your Majesty for your own selfish desires is truly treason and an unpardonable crime."
The smell of blood overflowed from Luo Ting's throat. He collapsed and rushed forward, wanting to tear Prime Minister Liu's hypocritical face apart.
But his arm was tightly controlled, and he could only struggle and scream, "traitor, you are the one who is the most treasonous and disloyal. You will deceive the emperor and betray your superiors. You will not die a good death!"
He fell into a treacherous plot, and he even helped poison Emperor Cheng Ming. He removed so many obstacles for the traitor. He worked so hard to plan a plan and made a wedding dress for others.
Luo Ting vomited a mouthful of blood in discomfort. He was unwilling to give in. Why did he not enjoy enough after finally becoming the prince? Why was his dream about to be shattered so soon?
Whether he can even save his life is a question now, but if he fails to become an emperor and is pulled down from a high place when he is most proud, he would be worse off than dead.
Prime Minister Liu ordered Luo Ting to be taken away. His wrinkled face could not suppress his excitement. How could a child with a yellow mouth deserve to expect that position? He had carefully planned for decades and finally tolerated it until today. Isn't it right to enjoy everything?
He had long planned to rebel, but in order to keep a good reputation, he had to have an upright reason for attacking the palace. For example, except for this unfaithful and unfilial prince, it was just to save the emperor.
As for whether others believe it or not, it doesn't matter. He just pretends to be a loyal minister on the surface. Anyway, half of the officials in the court must obey his orders.
Prime Minister Liu looked at everything exquisite and gorgeous in the palace. Soon it would all be his. From then on, the entire Rong Dynasty could change their surname to Liu.
Prime Minister Liu went to find Emperor Cheng Ming majestically. As a result, Emperor Cheng Ming's palace was already empty. He frowned and sent someone to find Emperor Cheng Ming. When Emperor Cheng Ming was found, Emperor Cheng Ming was sitting in the Tai Chi Hall where he usually reviewed memorials. It was paved with marble. On the ground, the pillars are carefully carved with snow-white jade, and Emperor Cheng Ming sits firmly on the high position.
His face was not very pretty, and he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.
Prime Minister Liu loosened his frown, only to find it funny. He looked at Emperor Cheng Ming's frail body. He was already at this point. He was about to step into the coffin, but he still wanted to sit firmly on the throne. That's ridiculous.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Emperor Cheng Ming opened his turbid eyes and looked at the scene in the palace quietly.
Prime Minister Liu had completely torn away his usual polite appearance. His eyes were full of ambition and excitement. He ordered someone to push Luo Ting forward, "Your Majesty is ill in bed. I wonder if he has heard of the turmoil outside."
"The fact that Your Majesty is so seriously ill is the result of the cruelty of the Third Prince, your biological son."
"Forged the imperial edict, poisoned his biological father, and is unworthy of sitting on the throne of the prince. Therefore, the humble minister came to the palace to help His Majesty, and he will be rescued soon to avoid the threat of the third prince."
Emperor Cheng Ming glanced at him slowly and coughed, "even so, why did Aiqing mobilize so many troops? His capable men actually surrounded my Tai Chi Hall."
Prime Minister Liu said grandly, "this is because I am worried that the third prince is too cunning, so I have to use a foolproof strategy."
He also knew that Emperor Cheng Ming was suspicious, so he did not bother to hide it now, and said directly: "Your Majesty is poisoned in your heart, and he was brutally detained. He must have hated the third prince. I can save your Majesty and save your life. However, Your Majesty should know what to exchange for it."
Rather than killing Emperor Cheng Ming directly, it is better to let Emperor Cheng Ming write a Zen edict first, so that he can legitimately change the dynasty.
Emperor Cheng Ming was so angry when he saw his villain succeeding. He slammed the table hard and said, "are you threatening me? Have you already set your sights on my throne?"
"I have treated you well. We have been in love for many years. Are you really blind?!"
Prime Minister Liu snorted coldly, why did he ask such a stupid question? Emperor Cheng Ming treated him well, but as a minister, he was always subordinate to others. There is no comparison to the joy of being an emperor.
A man will not be punished for his own sake, he will climb up regardless of the cost, just to realize his ambition.
He raised his head and looked at Emperor Cheng Ming, "Your Majesty, please don't speak so harshly. It would be bad if you fainted if you were so angry. You should think carefully about whether the throne is more important or life is more important."
"You have no extra choice. Wei Chen helped you deal with the third prince. You should thank Wei Chen."
"If you keep dilly-dallying, I will lose my patience."
"Father, save me!" Luo Ting shouted in horror. As long as he had a chance to survive, he would not give up. Now he would be shameless and ask Emperor Cheng Ming for help, hoping that Emperor Cheng Ming would remember the relationship between father and son.
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Emperor Cheng Ming looked at the farce in the audience coldly, his eyes swept over Prime Minister Liu's smiling face, and listened to Luo Ting's hysterical shouting. The soldiers surrounded the entire Tai Chi Hall tightly, which was tantamount to holding him on fire.
If he hadn't been prepared, he would have been powerless now and ruined the Rong Dynasty's century-old history. Fortunately, he had been on guard.
It just so happens that he can take this opportunity to uproot all the rebels.
"What if I don't write the edict of abdication?"
Prime Minister Liu smiled and said: "Now it's up to you whether your Majesty is willing or not. If your Majesty refuses, then you will have no choice but to use your sword without eyes."
Emperor Cheng Ming made a low sound in his throat. Even if he wrote an edict to abdicate, Prime Minister Liu would definitely kill them all, "then your extravagant hopes will be in vain."
When Liu Cheng saw Emperor Cheng Ming being so calm and composed, he also sensed something was wrong. An inexplicable uneasiness arose. He looked over suspiciously. Could it be that Emperor Cheng Ming had something else to rely on?
The next moment, half of the soldiers who were strictly protecting him suddenly turned against him. The weapons in their hands were pointed at Prime Minister Liu. With serious expressions, they faintly surrounded Prime Minister Liu. There was also a sound coming from outside Tai Chi Hall. Hearing the noisy footsteps, the Imperial Guards with the smell of blood quickly lined up.
In a short period of time, the situation has undergone earth-shaking changes. Prime Minister Liu has changed from a confident hunter to a restrained prey.
"What... what's going on?!" Prime Minister Liu looked around in panic. He was shocked by these changes. Aren't they all his people? Why are they approaching him inch by inch?
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Cheng Ming, with a clear mind, he pointed at Emperor Cheng Ming angrily, "it's all your fault?! Have you known my plan for a long time?"
"You are still pretending to be pretentious, hypocritical!"
No wonder this man was so calm and not afraid at all. It turned out that he had laid out the plan a long time ago and was just waiting for him to jump into the pit.
Prime Minister Liu was angry and resentful. He was about to succeed, but something went wrong at the last minute. How could he not be angry?
Emperor Cheng Ming said calmly: "You were the one who plotted against me. If you were safe, I really didn't know that you had ulterior motives."
Prime Minister Liu gritted his teeth, knowing that he had fallen into a trap. There was no turning back at this time, so he might as well fight for it.
He sternly gave an order to his people, just kill people. If he was lucky enough to win, he would definitely eat Emperor Cheng Ming alive.
The sound of weapons handing over continued, the smell of blood wetted the floor, the air was filled with a strong smell of rust, screams kept ringing, the lights were bright, and the entire palace was in chaos.
Luo Ting rolled his eyes. Taking advantage of the chaos, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape. He turned his head suddenly, and with all his strength, his hard head hit the chin of the person who was detaining him. Taking advantage of the pain, Luo Ting quickly pulled out the short knife hanging from the opponent's waist, stabbed him hard, and then stabbed the person next to him in the belly.
When Prime Minister Liu's men came to their senses, Luo Ting clutched the dagger tightly, his waist red with blood, and his body was spattered with blood beads, dripping down his fingers.
Luo Ting's hands were trembling. He was used to seeing people die in the palace, but this was the first time he personally killed people. Looking at the severed hands and legs, he was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.
He waved the knife in his hand randomly and moved his steps, trying to run in the direction of Emperor Cheng Ming. He was the biological son of Emperor Cheng Ming. Emperor Cheng Ming actually only cared about saving his own life and hid behind the imperial guards like the turtle grandson. No one was sent to protect him.
But Prime Minister Liu noticed his actions. In Prime Minister Liu's opinion, maybe it was Luo Ting who exposed his plan and he was now in danger. He hated Luo Ting to the core and threw the long sword in his hand violently to go out and break the wind.
Before Luo Ting had time to dodge, there was a pop, and the sword edge penetrated his lower abdomen. Luo Ting's eyes widened, looking at the hole in his body, covering the gurgling blood, his body went limp, and he fell down.
Emperor Cheng Ming discovered this scene, but didn't care. This son wanted him dead, and he couldn't have any feelings for him. But if Prime Minister Liu did this, it would be like trampling on his face on the ground.
Because of the disparity in numbers, even if Prime Minister Liu's men resisted to death, many people fell. There were only a few people left who could use Prime Minister Liu. The marble floor was filled with corpses, and the black boots were soaked.
Countless imperial guards surrounded Prime Minister Liu. Prime Minister Liu looked at Emperor Cheng Ming with his eyes ⚹⚹, lips trembling, and his whole person was approaching madness.
The hard work he had planned for decades was gone in the blink of an eye.
How could this be!
He wants to be the emperor, and he wants to live forever!
Prime Minister Liu was unwilling to give in. He bit off a piece of flesh from his lips, blood spurted out from his throat, and he looked dazed.
No matter how resentful he was, failure was already a foregone conclusion. After being detained, his face was ashen, his knees were kicked hard, and he fell to his knees on the floor with a thud, his hair disheveled, and he looked as embarrassed as a madman.
Seeing that he was safe, Emperor Cheng Ming felt relieved and ordered his men to drag Luo Ting's body aside. He slowly walked down from the high post and looked at Prime Minister Liu, feeling the pleasure of revenge in his heart. "This world belongs to me. You are like this. The rebellious ministers and traitors are just a mob after all."
"Once you become a minister, you should crawl at my feet for the rest of your life. Do you really think that my throne is so easy to grab?
Prime Minister Liu screamed with fear in his throat, hysterical and unable to make a sound. In his eyes, this was to show off to him that he was a king and a loser, so why did he work so hard and lurk in vain?
Emperor Cheng Ming had no intention of telling him any more. According to Prime Minister Liu's charge of treason, Prime Minister Liu should be beheaded immediately and the nine tribes should also be killed.
Emperor Cheng Ming was already tired after experiencing what happened at night. Seeing Prime Minister Liu being dragged down, he planned to go back to his palace to rest and then execute all the rebels tomorrow.
But almost everyone was paying attention to Prime Minister Liu, and they were completely unaware of the slight movement approaching.
The sharp blade penetrated Emperor Cheng Ming's body, and Emperor Cheng Ming screamed out in pain. He was so stunned that he didn't even react to the sudden pain.
"Your Majesty!" The sharp voice of the Imperial Guard sounded, firmly protecting Emperor Cheng Ming, and instantly wiped Luo Ting's neck.
Luo Ting's neck was covered with blood. Seeing Emperor Cheng Ming's condition, he smiled sickly, "Hahaha..."
If he were to die, he would have someone to support him.
He was simply pretending to be dead just now, just to have a chance to take revenge.
He is the son of his father. How can he leave his father behind?
His father was so cruel to him, so he had to repay him.
Luo Ting fell down stiffly, with hatred still remaining in his eyes.
Emperor Cheng Ming also fainted from the pain, but Prime Minister Liu saw this scene and laughed wildly.
This is really good. He has no good outcome. It is also a happy thing to see Emperor Cheng Ming live a short life. It is best for Emperor Cheng Ming to step into the coffin immediately.
The imperial guards quickly went to invite the imperial doctors. The palace was brightly lit, and the imperial doctors came and went and applied medicine to Emperor Cheng Ming.
But because Emperor Cheng Ming lost too much blood and injured his liver, and his constitution was not strong enough, the injury was very difficult.
Emperor Cheng Ming's face was pale, his lips were purple, his eyelids were open, and he just couldn't wake up.
The surrounding eunuchs knelt on the ground, knowing that this time they might have really suffered. The imperial doctors also shook their heads. They didn't say anything, but they murmured in their hearts that Emperor Cheng Ming might not live long.
Luo Ning knew that Emperor Cheng Ming's plan tonight was supposed to be a sure thing. He was waiting in the bedroom. Who knew that Luo Ting and Prime Minister Liu would not have a good outcome, but Emperor Cheng Ming was seriously injured by Luo Ting.
He hurried to the palace of Emperor Cheng Ming. The strong smell of bitter medicine hit his nostrils, and the imperial doctors all looked solemn.
He stepped forward and held Emperor Cheng Ming's hand, seemingly worried about Emperor Cheng Ming's condition. In fact, his fingers moved slightly to feel Emperor Cheng Ming's pulse, which gradually became weaker.
Even if Luo Ning was good at medicine, Emperor Cheng Ming lost too much blood. Without instruments and tools, it was impossible to transfuse blood to Emperor Cheng Ming, and medicine could not replenish the blood in a short time. Now he could only use old ginseng to hang on to his life.
"Your Highness, there is nothing I can do." The doctors bowed and said.
Luo Ning looked at Emperor Cheng Ming's weak look and couldn't explain what he felt in his heart. He had no father-son affection for Emperor Cheng Ming, but the feeling of someone he saw often dying in the blink of an eye was still too sudden.
Luo Ning had been keeping vigil in Emperor Cheng Ming's palace. During the period of Emperor Cheng Ming's reign, he woke up once and cursed incoherently: "Beasts, evil deeds."
They should be scolding Luo Ting, but Luo Ting couldn't hear it. Luo Ting was indeed ruthless, and even at the last moment, he had to make a plan.
Emperor Cheng Ming was lying ill in bed. He was seriously ill and could not even get out of bed.
Sometimes he falls asleep, sometimes he wakes up, sometimes he opens his eyes and looks at Luo Ning with resentment in his eyes, uncontrollably resenting his son.
He fell ugly and sick in bed, suffering from the pain. He might die one day, but this son was young, lively, and had a bright future. How could he not be jealous? He hadn't lived enough yet. Ah, he didn't want to go to the imperial mausoleum early.
The imperial eunuch also took out the imperial edict hidden by Emperor Cheng Ming, which announced that Luo Ning would be crowned prince. The jade seal on the copy that was intercepted by Luo Ting was fake, and the real imperial edict was Emperor Cheng Ming's and hidden away, it is impossible to bring it out unless absolutely necessary.
And now that Emperor Cheng Ming is almost unconscious, of course he must determine the future prince of a country.
Before Luo Ning was ready, he became the crown prince. Because Emperor Cheng Ming was seriously ill, it was naturally impossible to hold banquets and ceremonies.
In the past few days, Luo Ning didn't like to visit Emperor Cheng Ming anymore. Emperor Cheng Ming's cloudy eyes were scary when he looked at him. They were dark and sickly, and it didn't look like he was looking at his son at all.
He didn't know yet how to deal with the prince's affairs, but the first thing he had to deal with was the rebels who had conspired to rebel. How they should be executed was yet to be decided by him.
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Luo Ning looked soft, but had a rather tough temper. Now that he had shouldered the responsibility, he would try his best to do a good job. He had accumulated a lot of affairs in the court, but after the court was purged, it was easier to cultivate talents who were loyal to him.
Luo Ning learns the art of the emperor bit by bit. He succeeds and becomes the prince. It is very likely that he will become the emperor in the future and pursue his political affairs. Although Luo Ning yearns for a relaxed pastoral life, his identity is the prince. Only the higher he goes, the more say he has. What's more, he can only stay in this position without finding a suitable successor.
Luo Ning was very busy. After going to court, he stayed up late to review the memorials. With the tutor's teachers around, he would go and ask for advice when he couldn't make up his mind.
While liquidating Prime Minister Liu, he was also helping Pei Ling's family reverse the case and already had some evidence.
Now that Prime Minister Liu is pushing everyone down, naturally no one is helping Prime Minister Liu cover up the traces of the past. It is much easier to collect evidence, and soon the frame-up many years ago will be exposed.
It caused an uproar. After all, General Zhao was a general who protected the country. He had made great achievements and had a high status in everyone's hearts. If General Zhao hadn't put down the war, how could the Rong Dynasty have such peaceful days?
But such a loyal veteran was suddenly found to be a treasonous traitor one day, and everyone did not believe him.
After all, the dragon robe was indeed found in General Zhao's house, but now it is discovered that it was all the evil deeds done by Prime Minister Liu, which caused an old general with great military exploits to be accused of a traitor and died on the battlefield. There is no good outcome for everyone in the family.
If this old case hadn't been uncovered, the Zhao family would have been stigmatized as traitors and condemned to die on the pillar of shame. General Zhao would not be able to rest in peace even in hell.
Pei Ling's eyelashes trembled, and the slightly trembling hands in his sleeves showed the unrest in his heart at the moment. His usually dark and deep eyes turned slightly red, and he pursed his lips tightly. His heart felt sour and astringent, almost happy and out of breath.
The ends of Pei Ling's eyes were red. He wanted to smile, but couldn't. He leaned hard against the table and covered his eyes with his fingers to block the surging emotions.
His parents and elder brother had finally washed away their humiliation, could live uprightly, and had restored their past merits.
Pei Ling had been waiting for this day for so long that his bones ached. He used to rely on hatred to survive, but now he has someone to protect.
Looking fixedly at Luo Ning, Pei Ling walked forward slowly, gently lowered his body, hugged Luo Ning from behind, held Luo Ning's waist tightly, and buried his face in Luo Ning's. In the hollow of the neck, the eyes are slightly dark.
Luo Ning's shallow breath spread over Luo Ning's skin. Luo Ning was so ticklish that he hid, turned around, and asked in a warm voice: "What's wrong?"
Pei Ling's expression was complicated. He understood that His Highness would not help the Zhao family reverse the case for no reason. He must have known something. He also noticed something strange. He didn't know how His Highness knew it, but he was indeed kind to him. The truth was revealed. After he came out, the other party never asked him a question.
Pei Ling met those beautiful eyes full of worry and trust, his heart softened to the point of turning into a pool of water, and he whispered gratefully: "Thank you, Your Highness."
As soon as Luo Ning heard this, he understood what Pei Ling meant. He did not ask any more questions in front of Pei Ling. Pei Ling now had a new life, and he was not sure whether Pei Ling was still willing to face the past.
Pei Ling's lips curled up slightly, "Your Highness should have known for a long time. My name is Zhao Ling. I was lucky enough to survive ten years ago, and then concealed my identity and entered the palace. This can be considered a crime of deceiving the emperor. Please forgive me for my disrespect."
His Highness gave him all his trust, but he failed to report the same sincerity. Pei Ling felt a little guilty.
Luo Ning held his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I understand your situation. No matter what your surname is, you are my brother."
"We are family, and the past lives in memories. You still have me, and I still have you. The days to come will be better and better."
Pei Ling hugged Luo Ning tightly, and his thin lips slid across the side of Luo Ning's neck. There was deep infatuation in his lowered eyes. He sighed softly and asked aloud: "Your Highness, if this servant wants to become Zhao Ling again, is that okay?"
Luo Ning nodded, "It's okay, as long as you want, I'll support you no matter what."
"What if the slave wants to join the army?"
Luo Ning suddenly raised his head and stared at Pei Ling's face, looking panicked, "why? Is it something bad in the palace?"
He was used to getting along with Pei Ling day and night, and never thought that one day, Pei Ling would leave his side.
What would he do without Pei Ling?
Luo Ning grabbed Pei Ling's sleeve tightly in fear. This was too sudden for him, and he was not mentally prepared at all.
Pei Ling touched Luo Ning's face comfortingly. He was reluctant to leave His Highness, but His Highness is the prince now and will be a high-ranking emperor in the future, but he is just a little eunuch. How can he be worthy of standing beside His Highness and always following him like a rat in the gutter?
He has another kind of feeling for His Highness, and he also wants to stand in front of His Highness with the best attitude, and one day he can even openly express his feelings to His Highness. Now he has taken revenge.
But Pei Ling is still eager to climb up. He hopes that one day he can become His Highness's support.
Pei Ling suppressed his extravagant hopes in his heart, smiled and explained: "Your Highness, the Zhao family is full of loyal people. If my father were still alive, he would also want me to join the army. I want to try my best to realize their wishes."
Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and then agreed. He felt very uncomfortable, but he respected Pei Ling's thoughts. Pei Ling might not be happy if he stayed in the palace. Such a small space would only break Pei Ling's wings. Pei Ling should fly to a higher place, he should not restrain Pei Ling.
The reluctance surged in his heart. Luo Ning hugged Pei Ling, the tip of his nose was red. He was particularly dependent on Pei Ling. It seemed that he had to learn to be independent as soon as possible to avoid being too afraid of being alone.
Half a month later, Emperor Cheng Ming, who was seriously ill in bed, couldn't bear it anymore. He was gradually breathing weakly and rapidly in the palace. Emperor Cheng Ming spent more and more time sleeping, his eyes were cloudy, and he was terribly thin.
With his poor health and the accumulation of depression, Emperor Cheng Ming's condition was getting weaker and weaker, even if a century-old ginseng hung on his life.
At the critical moment, Emperor Cheng Ming had no time to think about those forces. He just looked forward to living longer.
But after realizing that life is passing by, he went from being nervous and fearful to now being delirious, and he doesn't have many unnecessary thoughts anymore.
He even thought that it would be good to just fall asleep without any pain or itch.
In the middle of the night one day, the imperial eunuch went to see Emperor Cheng Ming, only to find that Emperor Cheng Ming was pale and had a bad feeling in his heart. He stepped forward and checked Emperor Cheng Ming's breathing. It was quiet and there was no breath at all.
The imperial eunuch suddenly fell to the ground, got up hurriedly, walked out of the palace with red eyes, knelt down on the ground, and shouted sadly: "Your Majesty has passed away!"
Luo Ning hurriedly got up. The lights were brightly lit that night, and the whole court mourned for three days. Luo Ning also had to wear sackcloth and wear mourning in the Tai Chi Hall for seven days.
The wives and concubines, as well as some princes and princesses, all knelt down in a circle around them. They all had their heads lowered and were dressed in white. They knelt in front of Emperor Cheng Ming's coffin one after another. Their faces looked full of sadness and they were sobbing.
Although Emperor Cheng Ming left and they had no backer, they were not that afraid. After all, the prince had always been modest and gentle in temperament and would not embarrass them too much.
A concubine who is more Buddhist, wants to be a concubine in the future, and does not have to scheming, planting flowers and plants, playing with cats and dogs, and living in peace and contentment. This kind of life is quite good. An ambitious concubine, of course, does not want to be a widow and wants to control the power of the harem, but Emperor Cheng Ming is gone, and no matter how unwilling they are, it will not help.
After the first seven days, Emperor Cheng Ming was about to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. Luo Ning did not allow those concubines to be buried with him. Only some concubines who had made serious mistakes would live in the temple next to the imperial mausoleum.
The depressed atmosphere took a long time to dissipate.
Luo Ning's enthronement ceremony was also held on a suitable day.
On that day, Luo Ning put on a bright yellow dragon robe, which was outlined with gold threads. The majestic dragon was carefully embroidered and decorated with pearls.
Pei Ling helped him comb his hair with a gentle expression, "from today on, His Highness is the king of a country."
He was lucky enough to witness this, and he felt proud and sour at the same time. Being the king of a country means that he has great responsibilities from now on. Your Highness will have to bear a lot of things, and he is afraid it will be very hard.
Luo Ning smiled lightly and leaned against Pei Ling, "Brother, don't worry about me."
He has made preparations and will move forward firmly. There are so many people vying for the throne. If it falls on him, he is lucky.
Think about it, being an emperor is quite cool. This is a new experience for Luo Ning.
The procedures of such a grand ceremony are of course very cumbersome. They wear grand and complicated clothes, climb a hundred steps, hold an enthronement ceremony on the stargazing platform, and accept the worship of hundreds of officials.
Then he went to the Taiji Hall and promulgated the latest edict, usually to reward meritorious ministers and plan the relocation of some official positions. For major events such as this, he also wanted to amnesty the world, including criminals and some tax reductions, to show the benevolence of the new emperor...
He became the emperor and had more power in his hands. Luo Ning began to make plans and helped Pei Ling change his identity. Then he announced in the court that he had discovered the orphan of General Zhao. General Zhao was no longer here. As compensation, Pei Ling, the only son, inherited the title of General Zhao. The former Zhao family mansion was carefully repaired by craftsmen, and a steady stream of rewards flowed into the Zhao family mansion.
From then on, there was one less follower around the prince, and there was a new general in the court.
Realizing that the Zhao family's holy family was strong and that General Zhao's orphan was highly valued by the prince, the officials in the court took advantage of the situation and treated Pei Ling very well. Some people who had met Pei Ling knew that Pei Ling had been hiding in the palace before. They didn't dare to say more. This was the orphan of General Zhao that His Majesty was talking about. How could they tell it, lest they offend His Majesty's agents and keep it in their hearts.