Chang Anqing

Chapter 324
Yes, King Xuan.

After Dao Qing's words came out, Yang Chongyuan's figure instantly appeared in Yang Chongyuan's mind after thinking for a moment.

Among the relatives of the Yang family, only Yang Zhiyuan, king of Xuan, is the direct elder brother of his mother. In terms of orthodox blood and high morals, he can frighten the Yang family internally and appease the people externally. The important task of the country and the world.

But it was only at this moment that Yang Chongyuan's eyes sank again under the candlelight, as if the ignited sparks were suddenly shrouded in a layer of mist, making it dark and difficult to detect.

When the Son of Heaven left with a gloomy face and drifted away, Dao Qing, dressed in gray, pushed open the window and looked at the cloudy night sky. It took him a long time to hear the sound of footsteps. The next life who was going to send the emperor off had already walked in, bowed and said: "Immortal, Your Majesty has sent you."

Daoqing nodded indifferently when he heard the words, then looked at the double-layer charcoal stove in the quiet room, raised his hand to extinguish the Laoshan sandalwood in the room, looked at the Ruitan that was already covered with white ash, and said: "This charcoal is extinguished. It's time to change."

Hearing the words in the next life, he naturally realized it, and immediately stepped forward to shovel out the charcoal fire soaked in a faint fragrance, and replaced it with new charcoal.

In this room, surrounded by palace people, Yang Chongyuan was sitting alone on the imperial chariot, walked into the dim corridor, and walked towards the way he came from.

At this moment, he had a headache for no reason, and his heart was wrapped in countless threads. He was relieved and pleased with the turning point of the matter, but he couldn't help worrying. After all, King Xuan was the elder brother of his mother and compatriots. Weiping, if he continues like this...

How will the people of the world see him.

Did he really want to go this far?

Thinking of this, Yang Chongyuan, who has always been decisive, fell into hesitation, but what he hesitated was not because of others, but because of the reputation of killing his brother.

But no one knew that that night, when the day was still tangled, and there was no conclusion, Yang Chongyuan was awakened by a night of nightmares, which made him sweat profusely in the twelfth lunar month, sitting on the couch panting endlessly.

"His Majesty--"

Hearing the sound, Liu Shoucheng brought people in immediately, and turned on the lights one by one, only to see that the emperor was awakened by a nightmare, and the emperor, who had been lying down for only an hour, was already sitting on the side of the couch in shock, even his shoes were gone. Without wearing it, only the face of the dragon was as pale as paper, and his eyes were wide open with anger, as if frightened and angry after extreme fear, and as if lost in a daze.

When he approached and saw the terrifying bloodshot eyes in Yang Chongyuan's pupils, Liu Shoucheng was so shocked that his back shivered. His Majesty woke up for the fourth time tonight.

And he had never seen such a side of the emperor.

Hearing Liu Shoucheng's voice, Yang Chongyuan suddenly raised his eyes, his intimidating aura almost scared everyone present, and they couldn't help kneeling on the ground.

"Go, go and invite the immortal!"

As soon as Yang Chongyuan's deep voice came out, Liu Shoucheng was taken aback for a moment, because he knew that it was already the fourth watch——

But when he met Yang Chongyuan's aggressive gaze, he didn't have time to think about it, and hurried out to send someone to invite him.

It wasn't until he was wiped with a hot handkerchief by the attendants and sat alone for a long time that Yang Chongyuan's heart finally stabilized bit by bit.

From last night to now, he had a night of nightmares. He dreamed of too many people, Chengzu, Chengzong, and the last two emperors of the Zhou family who died in his hands, not to mention Shangguan and Zheng. Those who were defeated——

Also, there is his Yu Niang and her twin children.

Their mother and son looked at him pitifully, while the group of bloody people behind them all looked at him with hatred, persecuting him step by step, trying to lock his life.

Thinking of this, the lingering horror of the nightmare climbed into his heart again, causing Yang Chongyuan to have a splitting headache, almost as painful as it would explode.

No, he is the Son of Heaven, and he can't beat him as a human being. Could it be that they can deal with him when they become ghosts?
I would rather bear the world than bear me.

He has never done anything wrong in half his life. If he doesn't kill people, someone will kill him. Otherwise, how can we get rid of those incompetent puppets and sit in today's seat!
One thought is in the sky, one thought is in the ground.

Since the heavens sent this opportunity, he vowed to seize it and never let it slip away.

Thinking of this, Yang Chongyuan closed his eyes silently, clenched his fists tightly, and he could almost see the veins bulge in his temples.

At this moment, he is making the final decision.

Either survive this catastrophe, become the king of all ages, enjoy a reputation for thousands of years, transform into a fairy, and trample those incompetent people who have been defeated by him under his feet, and never be reborn forever!

or...

Suddenly, Yang Chongyuan opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was colder and more ruthless than the frozen sea. He had no second way, and he would not choose the second way.

When is there no sacrifice on the road to the emperor.

Looking back, under the throne, there are many bones.

Under his protection, King Xuan and his sons have done so much, gained so much, occupied the land of the people, committed crimes, accepted bribes, and swaggered in Chang'an City. .

Now, the death of King Xuan is exchanged for the safety and wealth of his useless son Yang Xingjian, in exchange for the peace of the world, and the continuous extension of the Yang family.

It can be regarded as a worthy death.

"Call the imperial edict, Taishi decree, draft edict."

In the early morning of the next day, because it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, when the civil and military officials came to the Xuanzheng Hall where the government was discussed, the sky outside was not yet bright, only the twinkling stars added a bit of brilliance.

Just as usual, there was no change in the court meeting, and when it was coming to an end, Tai Shiling came out unexpectedly, and even personally presented a paper memorial to the emperor, saying that Luoyang has recently had a rising purple air. It is a sign of auspiciousness, which can be safe for Guozuo, so I implore the emperor to issue an edict to restore the status of Luoyang Biedu, which has been gradually depressed due to the war, and at the same time request to appoint a person to Luoyang to take charge of the overall situation and rebuild the prosperous and prosperous eastern capital.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was unexpected, but seeing Taishi Ling's sincere words and solemn expression, they all understood that Chang'an has been plagued by many things recently, and prophecies are flying all over the sky. This may be a turning point, and it is an opportunity to stabilize the world and inspire people's hearts .

Seeing that all the officials below looked at each other and couldn't help but nodded in agreement with the proposal, Yang Chongyuan took all of this into his eyes.

"What do you think, Taishi ordered this proposal?"

Hearing Yang Chongyuan's question in the seat, one or two courtiers lowered their heads to meet each other, and buried their heads tacitly: "The ministers wait for a second opinion."

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Chongyuan nodded, "Yes", then glanced at King Xuan, who had nothing to do with him, and said in thought: "This matter is related to the auspiciousness of Guozuo, and those who go to Luoyang to preside over the overall situation should be cautious. Shen, Qing and others may have nominees."

As soon as these words came out, everyone hesitated, and after some discussions, candidates were gradually put on the table.

After all, it was just the princes headed by the crown prince, or the relatives of the emperor headed by King Xuan, or the favored ministers Yu Dingfang, Su Hui and others admired by Yang Chongyuan in the court.

Just as he was uncertain, Yu Dingfang, the governor of Jingzhou and Duke of Chu, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, this trip to Luoyang to preside over the overall situation and rebuild the Eastern Capital will take a few months at least, or a few years at a time. Gong, His Royal Highness the crown prince is the state heir, with a distinguished status, you should not leave Chang'an easily, and the princes are also approaching the day when you will be divided into vassals, so it is not appropriate to go there."

"As for the ministers, in terms of courage to accept orders in the face of danger, it is difficult to compare with King Xuan. I think that King Xuan is the only candidate for this matter."

Su Hui and Yu Dingxianglai are the emperor's cronies. Since he is admonishing, it must represent the meaning of the emperor. Originally, he was just listening to the excitement. When Yang Zhiyuan, the king of Xuan, heard that he was elected, he was surprised, but he soon calmed down. down.

Rebuilding the Eastern Capital is not only a national mission, but also a fat mission, and the benefits that can be gained from it are by no means negligible.

Looking up at this moment, when he met the trusting eyes of the emperor, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't help being proud of himself, because Su Hui's flattery just now was not wrong.

Looking at the entire court, apart from the prince, who else can compare with him.

He is the brother of the emperor and the helm of the Hongnong Yang family. No one can win His Majesty's trust more than him to take on this important task.

"Then, I will leave this matter to King Xuan."

Hearing the words of the emperor seated, Yang Zhiyuan immediately said: "I will do my best to fulfill my mission."

"Okay, I will draw up an imperial edict to ennoble King Xuan as the King of Luoyang, and choose a day to go to Luoyang to preside over the overall situation and rebuild the Eastern Capital."

The emperor's words naturally got the echo of all the officials in the palace.

And the boulder that fell on Yang Chongyuan's heart also fell.

Everything is going according to his plan.

Watching Yang Zhiyuan accept the congratulations from everyone, only Liu Shoucheng, who is standing beside the emperor, knows the meaning of it.

(End of this chapter)