The journey of the heavens by Jia Huan, the salted fish

The turmoil in Wei's capital happened suddenly and ended quickly.

The mansions of several clan clans were besieged by the Imperial Forest Army.

The heads of those clans were crushed by the emperor, and their children were demoted to common people instead of royal relatives.

This killing of chickens and monkeys shocked other royal family members, and also shocked some ministers with their own thoughts.

No one dared to let Emperor Wei adopt his son.

Wei Huang's ears are cleared up, his mood is also good, and he is interested in making a man with the concubines in the harem.

only--

His health is not very good, so "tired", can the body bear it?
As a result, the son was not born, but Wei Huang's health became worse and worse.

Three years later, Emperor Wei fainted in court, and the results of the imperial physician's diagnosis and treatment were very pessimistic.

When the ministers were discussing which royal family member to recommend for the position, Wu Zaifei took Wei Huang's direct subordinates to bloodbath all the royal family members in the capital, and killed many ministers.

Without him, because Emperor Wei's health deteriorated because he was poisoned!

Wei Huang didn't believe that he was too "tired" to cause poor health. He asked the imperial physician to make a careful diagnosis and treatment, which really made the imperial physician discover the problem.

Emperor Wei was poisoned.

It is a slow poison, and it has been for a long time.

Over time, Emperor Wei has been poisoned deeply.

Emperor Wei hated those who poisoned him.

But it was impossible to find out who poisoned him in a short time.

But Emperor Wei took his anger out on all the clan and royal family and the ministers who were friendly with them.

Who is looking forward to Wei Huang's death so much?
Isn't it just the clans who think they have a son and want his throne?
Why would he give the throne to these people?

If he dies, no one else can get the throne.

Let these people go to hell with me.

Wei Huang, who knew he was going to die soon, turned black and crazy, and made all his clan members pay for his life.

After such a pass, there are no more royal family members in the capital, and half of the ministers in the court are dead.

The state of Wei fell into chaos.

The Eighth Prince thought his chance had come.

He is the son-in-law of Emperor Wei. With the royal family of Wei gone, he is the most qualified person to inherit the throne of Emperor Wei, right?

But unfortunately, before he ran from Chen Guo to Wei Guo, the new emperor of Wei Guo had already been born.

Wei Huang laughed three times after killing all the clan, and passed away.

As Wei Huang's most trusted eunuch, Wu Zaifei took out a volume of imperial edict, saying it was Wei Huang's will.

The imperial decree stated that Wei Huang passed the throne to Jia Huan.

Who is Jia Huan?

Everyone was stunned.

Wu Zaifei: "It is a son who accompanied the eighth prince of Chen Guo to the capital. He has a relationship with His Majesty. His Majesty has already privately recognized him as his son and wants to pass the throne to Jia Huan."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: Are you joking?Pass the throne to an outsider?
But think about the series of operations that Emperor Wei used to kill the clan before.

It is really possible for the emperor, who hated his clan deeply, to do such a thing that he would rather throw his own things to outsiders than to kill himself.

This majesty has gone mad.

Moreover, Wu Zaifei was the emperor's confidant, so the imperial decree he presented could not be fake.

The most important thing is that Wu Zaifei still holds the emperor's hidden guards and imperial forest army in his hands.

Who dares to object?

Aren't you afraid that the heads of those clans and ministers who were killed by Wu Zaifei before would fall to the ground?
So, when Jia Huan was having fun watching the play, he himself was withdrawn from the stage and became the protagonist in it.

Jia Huan: "..."

So what, how did I become the emperor?

Jia Huan was so dazed that he couldn't figure out the situation, so he was pushed to the emperor's throne and accepted the worship of everyone.

Jia Huan: "..."

Jia Huan squinted at the smiling person beside him.

Sure, it's all the old boy's fault.

He knows that this old boy loves his house and his cubs, and he often gives him good things.

But this time, he even gave the throne to himself, isn't it too outrageous?
Jia Huan sighed.

He thought that he should figure out the relationship between Wu Zaifei and himself.

Perhaps, I really have some blood relationship with this old boy.

……

Jia Huan drove everyone out except Wu Zaifei.

"How should I call you? Grandpa?" Jia Huan asked.

Wu Zaifei definitely has nothing to do with the Duke's Mansion, otherwise he wouldn't have plotted against the Duke's Mansion and the Third Prince secretly.

Wu Zaifei should have something to do with his mother-in-law whom he has never met.

Jia Huan didn't know much about his mother, only that she was sold into the Duke's mansion when she was six or seven years old.

His mother had no relatives, and his father left home shortly after he was born to work hard and never came back.

Later, my hometown was in disaster, and my mother's mother died on the way to escape.

My mother's uncle sold her to buy food for his family.

The mother-in-law looks good, was raised by human traffickers for a period of time, and then sent to the Duke's mansion.

Was Wu Zaifei his mother's father who never went back after leaving home?

Wu Zaifei's eyes widened in shock: "You, how did you know?"

Jia Huan: "I guess. You have nothing to do with the Jia family, but you take care of me like this. I think it's because of my own mother. You must be my mother's father who disappeared after leaving home, right? I don't look like you. Like, you never saw my mother grow up. Do I look like my grandmother? Or my great-grandfather or my great-grandmother?"

Wu Zaifei exclaimed: "You are really smart. Indeed, you look exactly like your great-grandfather."

Jia Huan nodded, stood up, bowed to Wu Zaifei, and called, "Grandfather."

"Don't call me that." Wu Zaifei hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jia Huan, and said in a low voice, "Son, don't let others know about our relationship."

Jia Huan smiled: "So, your grandfather wrote that edict?"

Wu Zaifei also laughed: "I have been with the late emperor for more than 30 years, so I will naturally copy his handwriting."

Jia Huan gave Wu Zaifei a thumbs up: "You are so old and bold."

Wu Zaifei: "I'm doing it for your own good."

Jia Huan: "I understand, you want to give me the best things in the world."

But the problem is that you don't even ask me if I want it.

What's so good about being an emperor?

He wakes up earlier than chickens, sleeps later than dogs, and is as tired as a donkey in a production team.

Where is the comfort of making salted fish?

But Jia Huan couldn't say this to Wu Zaifei.

After all, the old man is wholeheartedly for him.

He didn't want to make the old man sad.

"Grandfather, I will prepare a hot spring villa for you outside the city, you can take care of it."

Wu Zaifei: "No, I want to stay by your side and help you stabilize the court. After all, you are an outsider."

Jia Huan said: "Grandfather, don't worry, your grandson and I are not useless, and I have the ability to secure this position. You have worked hard all your life, now it's time to enjoy the blessings. I am your grandson, and I will be filial to you."

Wu Zaifei burst into tears.