Chapter 286: Supervising the State
Chapter 286: Supervising the State
After Qin Wang Zhao Defang stepped forward and made a well-reasoned and well-founded argument that he would supervise the country and govern the country, there was a burst of support in the Chuigong Hall. Minister of Revenue Luo Zhongxu and Minister of Works Li Jieke were of course in this camp of support.
Several ministers who were extremely dissatisfied and unwilling could only express their opposition by keeping silent, but they could not find any legal basis to oppose it to the death.
Cheng Yu and Jia Yan looked at the unconscious emperor with heavy hearts, and sighed in their hearts with inexplicable grief and indignation: Your Majesty! You are really too smart for your own good, and your success is due to the "Golden Casket Alliance", and your failure is also due to the "Golden Casket Alliance"!
Concubine Li's fingernails broke the flesh on the palm of her hand, and blood flowed out from between her fingers and dripped onto the floor. Her mood sank to the bottom of the abyss, but she bit her lower lip tightly and dared not say a word.
Since ancient times, the victor has been the king and the loser has been the bandit. The victor has the right to speak and the right to dominate the fate of his opponent. Fortunately, the emperor is only temporarily unconscious, and the King of Qin is only temporarily supervising the country. There is still a chance to turn the tables!
Concubine Li was in tears and sadly suggested that the Chuigong Palace was not suitable for recuperation, and that the emperor should be moved to her Shouning Palace for recuperation, where she would personally serve and take care of him.
That's right! The emperor must recuperate under his own supervision. Cheng Yu, Jia Yan and others hurriedly agreed.
Prince of Qin Zhao Defang did not raise any objection, and other important officials in the court had even less objection.
The unconscious emperor was transferred to Shouning Palace. Several imperial doctors were sent to treat the emperor. A large number of palace guards surrounded Shouning Palace to protect the safety of the seriously ill and unconscious emperor.
The overall situation had been decided, and most of the court officials breathed a sigh of relief. A few who were unwilling to give in secretly planned countermeasures, but on the surface they could only support and obey orders.
Qin Wang Zhao Defang immediately assumed the post of regent and issued several decrees to mobilize troops from all directions to ensure the stability of the border and the political situation of the court. Three thousand elite Moyun cavalry were also transferred to the capital to guard the imperial palace.
At this time, it was already late at night, the palace gates were locked, and all the court officials and several princes were kept in the palace to prevent the news of the emperor's serious illness and coma from spreading and causing turmoil in the court.
Outside the palace, several teams of highly skilled dark figures were acting urgently in the cover of night. One by one, the imperial guards and city gate guards were arrested according to the list.
The peerless master who led the capture of Pang Xinlei, the guard of the South City Gate, was unexpectedly the Ghost Hand Poison Doctor who went to Penglai Island three days ago.
The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor grinned sinisterly, blocked Pang Xinlei's mouth, whose hands were tied behind his back, with the smelly socks that Pang Xinlei took off and threw on the ground before going to bed, and then he tapped his acupoints.
"General Pang, you didn't expect that? You have been imprisoned before you even received the emperor's secret order to take action against the King of Qin.
Hehe! This is called "strike first, strike later, and suffer the consequences". The emperor played an "axe sound and candle shadow" to kill his own brother, and then eliminated his nephew, the King of Wei, and his younger brother, the King of Qi. However, he suffered retribution at the hands of his nephew, the King of Qin, Zhao Defang, who was personally taught by me.
Just thinking about it, I, the Ghost Hand Poison Doctor, feel quite accomplished!"
Pang Xinlei, with his hands tied and mouth blocked, struggled desperately with his hands and feet, whimpering, his eyes filled with fear, regret and begging for mercy.
The Ghost Hand Poison Doctor picked up a shoe that Pang Xinlei had taken off and slapped his bulging cheeks with the sole of the shoe, teasing him mischievously: "General Pang, are you saying that you want to follow the emperor, die bravely, and go to the underworld to get promoted and make a fortune?"
Pang Xinlei was so frightened that his soul left his body. He shook his head like a rattle and tears came out of his eyes in anxiety.
"Senior Ghost Hand, stop playing around. Escort him to the Dali Temple jail immediately, to avoid any more accidents." Shadow guard Mo Cheng reminded with a smile in his heart.
"Coward! You are a cowardly little official with a strong desire to be an official. It's no fun to tease you." The ghost-handed poison doctor slapped Pang Xinlei's cheek with the sole of his shoe again, threw down his stinky shoes without interest, and walked out with his hands behind his back. ...
Concubine Li Xian finally found an opportunity to be alone with her son. She sent her personal maid away and lowered her voice, anxiously saying, "My son, the emperor is in a bad condition. It is very likely...
Heng'er, now that the Prince of Qin Zhao Defang is in charge of the government, the situation is extremely unfavorable to us. Mother, here is a list of generals that the Emperor has secretly arranged to eliminate the Prince of Qin. We must act quickly, lest he really sits on the throne and we lose the chance to turn the tables!"
The third prince Zhao Heng shook his head in frustration, "Mother, the situation has been decided. We have already lost the initiative and have no chance to turn the tables. We should just accept our fate!"
Concubine Li was so angry that she twisted her son's arm hard!
She was furious but dared not raise her voice. She glared at her son, saying, "Are you scared? Wealth and glory are achieved through risk. Even if we have to fight to the death, we cannot end up in a miserable state where we can be slaughtered by others!"
Zhao Heng knelt on the ground, looked up at his mother whose eyes were red, and tried to persuade her, "Mother, who is the King of Qin? Since he dared to step forward to supervise the country, he must have made all the preparations.
Even my father is so afraid of him that he doesn't dare to get rid of him easily. How can we, mother and son, be a match for the King of Qin?
Mother, if a palace coup leads to rivers of blood, the foundation of the Song Dynasty is shaken, and foreign enemies take the opportunity to invade, I will become a sinner for all eternity.
Mother, wake up! According to the character of Qin Wang Zhao Defang, he will not kill all of us, the princes and grandchildren of the emperor who are related by blood. Isn't it good for me to be a safe and wealthy prince and take mother out of the palace to live out her days in peace?"
Concubine Li slapped her son on the head!
"You... you are such a loser, you are not much better than your cowardly and incompetent elder brother. Are you so afraid of death that you just give up the throne?!"
The Third Prince was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at his mother and continued to persuade her, "Mother, this Song Dynasty was originally conquered by my uncle, Emperor Taizu. Father... Father was also nervous when he got the throne. Otherwise, where would the "Golden Casket Alliance" come from?
Now, the throne has returned to Emperor Taizu's lineage. It can be considered as destiny, right?"
The third prince hesitated, but his meaning was clear.
Concubine Li Xian's butt sank, and she leaned on the back of the chair to support her body. She wondered in her heart, could it be that the spirit of Emperor Taizu appeared? Otherwise, how could the emperor suddenly fall ill and fall into a coma in his prime? And what strange disease did he have that the imperial doctors were helpless to treat?
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