Chang Anqing

Chapter 265
Hearing the crying and choking of maids in the ear because of panic and fear, Emperor Yuan Cheng got up calmly. Seeing Emperor Yuan Cheng's gait was weak, Chengde quickly lowered his head and wiped his tears, and stepped forward to carefully support him. Walk out step by step.

"Yang Che, Duke of Yanmen County, please meet the Son of Heaven—"

Just as Emperor Yuan Cheng and Chengde went out slowly, the voice that could not be delayed was heard trembling outside the hall again, extremely domineering.

"The county magistrate is presumptuous!"

Until a woman's sonorous and forceful voice came from the hall, Yang Che, who was standing outside the Zichen Hall with his hands in his hands and jaws in his arms, frowned coldly, and then raised his eyes solemnly the next moment, thinking of To see who dares to obstruct him.

And this glance, even if it was a thousand sails, Yang Che, who was in the same state of mind, couldn't help but pause.

As far as the eyes can see, a beautiful girl comes out wearing a seventh-grade filial piety dress and an official uniform. She has a clean and dust-free face like ice and snow and glass. She has a graceful figure, but those eyes that are not afraid of power and power come with an aura that cannot be ignored or underestimated.

It is very similar, on the top of the snow and ice, a branch of red plum stands against the cold wind and refuses to be bent.

I heard that there was a girl who washed the clothes in the court, Yu Meiyuan gave the emperor a glimpse, and she was almost made a concubine, which made the six palaces jealous and almost restless.

Later, he was summoned by the emperor as a close servant.

That's her.

Thinking of this, Yang Che's eyes flashed a bit of indifference and playfulness that should not be noticed, and he raised his head proudly, without the slightest humility and respect of a courtier.

"Before the emperor drives, don't allow noise and noise. Is this the duty of a minister?"

Seeing a little girl training the soldiers behind him to turn red and turn pale, Yang Che's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to say something, he heard the voice of the Son of Heaven overshadowing everything.

"Jiang Shizhao."

While speaking, Emperor Yuan Cheng walked slowly with the support of Chengde.

Seeing the emperor with a sickly face and sloppy steps.

Wearing armor, Yang Che, who carried a murderous and bloody aura, reluctantly lowered his head a little bit, but his eyes were full of contempt.

"His Majesty--"

Seeing that under the leadership of Yang Che, many soldiers behind him bowed their hands and saluted. Standing behind the high threshold of the palace gate, Emperor Yuan Cheng said with a faint breath: "Everyone has meritorious service, let's get up."

After hearing what Emperor Yuan Cheng said, Yang Che raised his head first and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Seeing that His Majesty is well, the ministers are relieved. If Your Majesty's dragon body loses half of it today, the ministers will die and die."

Hearing Yang Che's high-sounding words, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't help clenching his right hand supported by Chengde. He faintly felt that this scene was getting more and more familiar, and the facial expressions, expressions, and words of the people in front of him were also getting more and more familiar.

"The Lord of Yanmen County is young and promising. He is deeply inferior to the Taiwei. In the future, he will be the minister of the humerus of my Great Zhou. Today, you have made meritorious service in escorting. When the Taiwei returns, you should be rewarded for your merit."

Hearing what Emperor Yuan Cheng said, all the generals saluted and thanked him, and Emperor Yuan Cheng just said: "You are tired all this time, let's step down first."

"His Majesty!"

Just when Emperor Yuan Cheng finished speaking and was about to be supported by Chengde back into the hall, Yang Che's trembling sound of not retreating could be heard outside the hall again.

Emperor Yuan Cheng paused, and when he looked sideways, the gentleness in his eyes was gradually replaced by the majesty and indifference of the emperor.

"What else do you want to discuss?"

However, in the face of the emperor's response, Yang Che did not change at all. He obviously still bowed his hands as a minister, but he dared to raise his head abruptly, and looked directly at the emperor: "Your Majesty, Shangguanji colluded with Habayashi Wei and The Turks secretly plotted against Chen Cang and plotted rebellion. They are not only traitors, but also national traitors. They should be punished by the nine clans. Concubine De is from a Shangguan family and should no longer serve His Majesty. I hope His Majesty can cut off love and execute Concubine De to death."

After saying this, the palace people both inside and outside the palace looked at this scene in horror, then lowered their heads tremblingly, forgetting even fear and crying.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Cheng's eyes turned red, he clenched his hands tightly, and almost clenched his teeth, in order to suppress the anger and roar of the emperor who was rushing up from his internal organs.

"Your Majesty, please cut off love and execute Concubine De!"

When Yang Che raised his voice to remind him again, all the soldiers behind him also knelt down suddenly, and with the clang of the armor hitting the ground, one sentence after another was almost drowning Emperor Yuan Cheng. .

"Your Majesty, please cut off love and execute Concubine De!"

"Your Majesty, please cut off love and execute Concubine De!"

"Your Majesty, please cut off love and execute Concubine De!"

At this moment, looking at Yang Che standing there in front of him, with ruthless eyes, indifferent expression, and a somewhat calm expression on his lips.

Emperor Yuan Cheng finally remembered.

The Yang Che in front of him is already very much like Yang Chongyuan, just like his incomparable and accomplished father, just as rebellious and presumptuous, even if he is doing disobedient things, he dares to be so indifferent.

How dare they—

Faintly, Emperor Yuan Cheng felt that the rapid breathing made his steps more vain, but he held his hands tightly.

He knew very well that he was the Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the successor and guardian of the Chen Clan, and even if he died, he would not be able to lose the Ninth Five-Year Honor and let these people despise him.

"There is a saying in the law of the Great Zhou, the crime is not as good as a married woman—"

At this moment, a voice was out of place, but it was very appropriate to interject.

When Emperor Yuan Cheng and Yang Che looked over, they saw Jiang Lihua standing there upright, who seemed to be begging in front of him, but was actually persecuting the generals and said: "The crime of treason lies with Shangguan Ji, and the county magistrate will not go." To arrest the person who committed the first crime, but to force the concubine to be killed here?"

Hearing these words, Yang Che raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Lihua quietly, the scrutiny and staring in it were clearly revealed.

"The family is the country, and the country is the family. The emperor has no family affairs. What's more, the concubine has received His Majesty's grace and is favored by the six palaces, but she doesn't lead by example and persuade her relatives. Instead, she becomes the reliance of the Shangguan family to do evil, fueling the ambition of the Shangguan family. , which led to today's great crime of disobedience!"

Speaking of this, Yang Che's eyes were cold, and he threatened Yang Lihua: "This servant is so against the concubine Shangguan, could it be—"

"As you please, I will make my own decision."

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Cheng cut off Yang Che's words, looked sideways at Chengde and said, "Xuan summons Princess Yuling to come."

Hearing this, Yang Che frowned instinctively, but Emperor Yuan Cheng didn't say anything, he turned around and led Yang Lihua towards the hall.

Just as Chengde was about to go out to call out in person, he was blocked by Yang Che's outstretched left hand.

Chengde met Yang Che's gloomy eyes, glanced at his right hand that was pressed on the hilt of his sword, his face turned pale, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "Young Master of Yanmen, this servant wants to declare the decree on behalf of His Majesty, what do you mean?" ?”

However, even the Son of Heaven was ignored. To Yang Che, this so-called close internal official was like an ant on his fingertips, without the slightest sense of existence.

"Concubine De is not dead, no one wants to leave here today."

Yang Che's words were extremely low, so low that only Chengde who was close could hear him, but the cold aura in it was like a decisive blade, carrying a murderous aura and domineering enough to make him tremble.

Just when the sword was drawn and everyone tensed, a familiar and clear voice was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, which could soothe people's hearts and ease the predicament in front of them.

"Prince Yuling Li Sui, please come and see Your Majesty."

As soon as the words came out, everyone followed the sound, and looked at Li Sui, who was wearing a white landscape painting skirt with wide sleeves and a plain white collar, with only a silver hairpin in his hair, still facing the sky as Empress Yang under the scorching sun. Watching the national funeral, a pair of pearls the size of a thumb in the ears set off the jade-colored delicate dimple that is not stained with delicate ministers even more dignified.

(End of this chapter)