Chapter four hundred and eighty third death
Pei Ziyun did not answer immediately, and lowered his head to meditate.
In the space, a trace of demonic energy was transformed into spiritual energy, and the original empty magic power gradually recovered.
There weren't many scars at this moment, but the clothes were scratched. Everyone seemed to think that the True Lord had always been calm and composed, and his magic power was as deep as the sea of origin, giving people a sense of unpredictability and profoundness.
Pei Ziyun knew in his heart that after fighting along the way, not only did the magic power in his body, but also the space was consumed almost the same.
Of course, this is not irreparable. To put it bluntly, if there was no three years, I might have been shaken, but now I have given up all my thoughts.
Pei Ziyun is a great political and military master, and he has a very understanding of the establishment and operation of the system.
Even if you have absolute magical powers to break everything, it will take at least seven to ten years to achieve success if you need to rebuild it, and you no longer have this time.
Without a stable system, even if you forcibly seize the throne, not only will your young descendants not be able to be treated as the ones, but you may die and die. This is also irresponsible to the people of the world, and the possibility of reopening the war is very high.
Pei Ziyun still has a bottom line, and this bottom line is - I can take it, but it won't make the world worse.
Pei Ziyun felt melancholy in his heart. He raised his head, his bottomless eyes were faint, and he said, "Your Majesty, I am not pretentious, and I will not learn from the so-called ancient people who eat and drink every bowl of rice."
"It's just that I'm dedicated to seeking the truth. If I have wealth, it's enough to have a radius of ten miles of Liujin Island."
"I once told Emperor Taizu and His Majesty that although Daxu is not the legitimate son of the heavens and has many disasters, he finally took up the throne. When billions of people heard that King Lu was pacified and the world was peaceful, they were all happy and excited. They ate a pot of slurry to welcome the king's army. Who is the minister? How dare they destroy it?"
"Is that? That's why I took it upon myself?" The emperor sighed and said, "Since that's the case, what else can I say? Only by following the will of heaven."
Pei Ziyun stared silently. The emperor's face was extremely pale, with fish scales at the corners of his eyes. His slightly frown eyebrows were filled with worries. He felt a little wind and frost in his hair. He moved his heart, but he didn't say anything.
Today, Pei Ziyun cannot give in, and anyone who understands this will understand.
After the emperor finished speaking, he poured a glass of wine and sent it to his mouth. At this time, the imperial concubine suddenly softened her knees and knelt down, letting tears flow down, and she said tremblingly: "Your Majesty... don't!"
He bowed to Pei Ziyun again and again: "True Lord, I know the court is sorry for you, but the emperor is a benevolent king. When he ascended the throne, he is busy until late at night and is not greedy for women. He will cry when he hears disaster victims. True Lord, please spare the emperor... I am willing to die for him."
"...I am willing to die for the emperor." At this time, the ministers had to kneel down.
Pei Ziyun listened to her shrill cry and said nothing, and the emperor scolded: "What are you doing? I am the emperor, how can I kneel down and beg for mercy?"
"Isn't I going to pass an imperial edict?"
A eunuch's face was covered in tears and immediately stepped back. In a blink of an eye, he came up again, holding a golden plate in both hands, with three imperial edicts on it, all of which were jade scrolls and green silk fabrics, which shone brightly under the lamp.
The color of the imperial edict of Daxu is very particular. The imperial edicts are appointed and removed from the seventh grade and the equivalent to the seventh grade and below the seventh grade are used to use pure white silk, the imperial edicts are used to use red silk, the imperial edicts are above the fifth grade are called yellow silk, and the imperial edicts are used to use green silk, so you can tell at a glance that it is not a small matter.
The eunuch took out an edict in order and recited it: "The edict says: The true king of Qining has made great contributions to destroying demons, and his merits have been hard to achieve in ancient and modern times. I specially gave him the title of the Lord of the Tao and I admire this."
Without waiting for thanking him, he then took out another edict: "The edict said: The Prince Chengshun made contributions to quelling the rebellion, and King Shun of Jin, I respect this."
After hearing this, the imperial concubine immediately collapsed on the ground and held the child tightly. Prince Chengshun immediately had a premonition. With a "buzzing" sound, a bloody color surged up, a kind of panic, uneasy, excitement, excitement, and gladness.
"I finally got the right bet." Prince Chengshun knelt down quickly and said, "My brother is obeying the order."
The three ministers around him clenched their fists, and saw the emperor gasping for breath. The eunuch did not dare to delay. He quickly read the third imperial edict: "Since I ascended the throne, Liang De has been despised and the heavens have been blamed. Spring has come, it looks like malaria but not malaria, and it is hard to bear the heat. Fortunately, our ancestors protect us and pacify King Lu's rebellion. It is still possible to comfort us. Now the prince is young and the country is not safe. He is said to be in King Shun, and I am here."
After reading the edict, no matter how strong the King Shun suppressed him, he could not help but blush and bowed repeatedly: "I am following the edict."
Prime Minister Zhang Yunke saw that Hai Jia and Shi Zhishan also blushed, and his eyes were so angry that Mars burst into tears, and he sighed in his heart.
At this point, if a mediocre person may give in, but Pei Ziyun is not. Therefore, in order to preserve the country, the emperor must "dead".
If the murder of a dignified emperor will greatly shake the imperial power. Therefore, for the sake of the stability of the country, the emperor said in his will that when I came into spring, it was like malaria but not malaria, and it was hard to bear the heat. It was a disease that was broken.
And for this reason, even the son cannot succeed to the throne. It is not only because the prince is too young, but more importantly, the prince always has to grow up. After knowing that Pei Ziyun forced his father to kill him, what should he do at that time? Let’s do it again at Fengtianmen Incident?
Therefore, we had to pass the throne to King Shun.
When he thinks about this kind of intention, all his internal organs are burned, and his throat is full of blood. However, he knew that the emperor had not had much time and could not let his intentions go to waste. He was the first to bow down: "I am hereby the imperial edict."
Hai Jia and Shi Zhishan had already passed by the wind. Although they were full of anger, they still bowed: "I am hereby the imperial edict."
This worship was a foregone conclusion. At this time, the emperor had already bleeding from his mouth and nose, and looked at Pei Ziyun: "My son is young, please take care of him."
Pei Ziyun sighed and nodded slowly.
Emperor Qitai called King Shun again and said, "My brother should be Yao and Shun, and all the ministers should be treated by him."
Zhang Yunke, Hai Jia, and Shi Zhishan bowed again. When they lifted their heads, Emperor Qitai was motionless.
"Your Majesty." The ministers cried bitterly and shouted loudly, but this man was dead and could no longer be saved. The most urgent task was to support the new emperor by the imperial edict.
Zhang Yunke had an objection to King Shun, but for the sake of the country, he stepped forward and helped King Shun, who had collapsed on the ground, and was mourning, moved over the chair and asked to sit down, saying, "The Emperor of Daxing gave you a great treasure. You should be in front of the spirit - bow, and then perform the ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows!"
"Long live..." All three ministers bowed down. Although only three ministers were in power and had to be summoned to celebrate the ceremony later, there was no surprise in this matter. Pei Ziyun sighed and stood up: "This is the family affairs of Daxu, so the Taoist will take his leave first."
As he said that, he stepped out.
Seeing Pei Ziyun go away, King Shun only felt that he had removed a big stone and said, "The emperor's brother worked hard for the country of Daxu, and he was sleeping all night long. As the emperor's brother, I always think about this, and I wish I could share the worries of Your Majesty. Now that your Majesty died of illness in front of you for the country of Daxu, we should live up to your high hopes, work together to make the country of Daxu for thousands of years."
"It is urgent to arrange the funeral of the emperor's brother, and other matters should be simple." Speaking of this, King Shun's heart suddenly felt sore and tears burst into tears: "I think the most urgent thing is to determine the posthumous title of Emperor Daxing. My year name must be determined, so I can slow down."
"There is another thing, that is, the son of the imperial brother, the imperial concubine, can be promulgated by King Xiao together."
"These things will be handled by the prime minister and two."
Zhang Yunke, Hai Jia, Shi Zhishan listened and had to bow down. When the new emperor saw the minister withdraw, he stood in a daze and looked into the distance.
I saw the red walls, yellow tiles, flying eaves, and the brackets were hidden in the mist and rain, dark colors, and the vastness was invisible, and I suddenly murmured: "Father, brother, look, I got the treasure."
Fengtian Gate
After stepping out, the ubiquitous suppression disappeared, Pei Ziyun took a long breath.
"I will eventually win."
In fact, if you persist, you may be able to see the flaws and kill them by random swords, but the court never saw through them.
Only after leaving this gate did the world truly belong to me. Taoist Lord has gone, Taizu has collapsed, and even Emperor Qitai who had just succeeded to the throne has passed away, and I have no more fear.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun silently said: "System."
A plum blossom appeared in front of me quickly and quickly enlarged, turning into a translucent data model, floating in the field of view with a faint sense of light, and the data appeared in front of me.
Earth Immortal: Eighth Level (1.2%)
I have been in this world for six years, but I feel like I have experienced too many things after decades.
I have been walking along the way, and I have been hard at the beginning, and I have worked hard to get fame and fortune. Later, I became a master of the Yuan Dynasty and have gained a steady foothold. Until now, I can influence the rise and fall of the court and solve the safety of my family.
"Three years, no more or less."
"It's just plum blossoms, I still have many doubts."
"I'll talk about this doubt when I go back, but it's only three years old, and Liujin Island is too close. Boro Island is very good, and there is no need for the imperial enthronement."
"This island is ten times the radius of Liujin Island, and the island is clean and beautiful, with spices and bird's nests abundant. Last time I communicated, I said that all the natives on the island had been conquered and demoted to slaves, and have begun to build infrastructure."
"I will be able to move the population when I go back. I hope the court will not intercept it."
"However, it's better to solve a big problem now."
"I want my dragon energy to fight with you, and I, really, didn't get what I want!" Pei Ziyun showed a sneer, looked at Yida with blood intent.
Beijing
The incident inside Fengtian Gate did not spread, and the bustling crowds were flowing normally, and everyone was still laughing. Since the end of the troubled times of Xu Taizu, the lives of the people have gradually stabilized. Now the flow of people in the capital is more than twice as high as before, and the trade ships are flowing day and night. Even the inns and hotels in the capital are much more than before.
At this moment, not far from Tianjie, a wine shop stands tall, and the green steps of Zhuying are very decent. Juren who come to Beijing to take the exam often have banquets here.
Chapter completed!