Lonely non-good minister

Song Yuan deliberately followed his gaze and glanced at the top of the tent, only to see a small insect trapped on the top of the tent that could not fly out, bumping around everywhere.

"This bug disturbed my father's rest." Song Yuan reached out and pinched the bug to death without hesitation. Emperor Hong Ming's relaxed expression suddenly froze.

He lay on the bed unable to move or speak. His only pleasure was to look at the little bugs flying around. Now, this pleasure is gone.

Song Yuan asked people to bring clean stools, waved the palace guests away, and spoke to Emperor Hongming himself.

"The second brother went to Shanggu. Before leaving, he asked me to take good care of my father. If my father has anything to say, he can tell his son." Song Yuan tried his best to play the role of a filial son. Everyone knew that Emperor Hongming was unkind and unjust, so, No one will care about him anymore.

"At the request of the royal family, the Tingwei Mansion conducted a thorough investigation into the death of my eldest brother. I originally wanted to cover up my father's death so that my father would not be in danger at the end of the year. However, if the investigation was not carried out, I would have to cover up my father's death." The emperor took the blame, and I thought that what my father had done over the years did not seem worthy of my sacrifice, so I let the investigation go."

Song Yuan talked to himself, not caring whether Emperor Hong Ming, who already had symptoms of dementia, could understand. Emperor Hong Ming turned to look at her with dull eyes.

"The Tingwei Mansion found out that the death of my eldest brother was caused by my father listening to the slanderous words of wizards from southern Xinjiang and practicing the magic of longevity. Now, not only the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty are extremely disappointed with my father, but even the empresses in the harem hate my father deeply. , the courtiers have already gone to court, urging my son to ascend the throne and establish himself as the Supreme Emperor."

After saying this, Emperor Hong Ming reacted. He wanted to get up in excitement, but he couldn't move at all. He could only point at Song Yuan with trembling hands, his face grim and painful.

He had long seen that Song Yuan was not a good person, but he did not expect that this treacherous son would act so frivolously and not care about the royal family's face at all. He would dare to push himself out to pave the way for himself. If he had known that he would be like this, he should have stopped him in the future. When they are born, just get rid of the mother and the child directly.

"The imperial doctor said that my father already had symptoms of dementia, but I didn't believe it. It seems that he was right." Song Yuan looked at him with a smile: "What's the use of just being angry? My father didn't think about it when he did these things. Will you suffer retribution?"

Emperor Hongming wanted to speak very much. The corners of his mouth twitched and saliva flowed down uncontrollably. However, after struggling for a long time, his tongue refused to obey him and he could not utter a single word for a long time. He used too much force and soon lost his strength. His whole body went limp, his eyes widened and he stared at Song Yuan while breathing heavily.

Song Yuan looked at him with a face full of laughter: "My eldest brother is Renxiao. Even though he has great power, he is still willing to provide for his father and let him have fun without any distractions. To the point where he is tired to the point of almost dying. I cannot learn from my eldest brother and I don't want to be a substitute." I don't want a loser like my father to stand in my way when it comes to risking my life. The late emperor passed away that day, and I couldn't enter the Taihua Palace to see it with my own eyes. I don't know how my father forced the late emperor to die, so I ask my father to be more conscious. , don’t try to survive and block your son’s way.”

"Unfilial son!"

Emperor Hong Ming whimpered and cursed, and his breathing became more severe. Seeing that he could not move his limbs, Song Yuan kindly stood up, pulled the quilt to cover his mouth and nose, turned around, walked out for a few steps, paused slightly, and then turned back. After staring at him for a while, seeing that he was about to suffocate, he pulled the quilt away with force.

After escaping from death, Emperor Hong Ming began to look horrified. Looking at Song Yuan, who had a calm face, his eyes were full of fear and he whimpered and screamed, trying to attract the attention of the palace people.

"When you go to the underworld, remember to thank your elder brother. He told me not to dirty my hands for you."

After finishing his words with reluctance, Song Yuan left completely.

The news that Emperor Hong Ming practiced sorcery to extend his life to his children and grandchildren was widely spread. Now, even local officials and military officers stationed in various places sent petitions to Song Yuan to ascend the throne as soon as possible. In Lechang Palace, Song Yuan went to Xiao Shen's place for dinner after going to court. The mother and daughter sat together and saw that she was much thinner, which made Xiao Shen feel distressed.

"Although I don't believe in witchcraft and sorcery, the issue of extending one's life has made a big fuss and I have always felt uneasy. I thought that the person who tied the bell must untie it. While the Imperial Master is still in Jingzhao, I might as well ask him."

Song Yuan shook his head: "Since you don't believe it, why bother? Now that I don't react, those with evil intentions will not dare to make trouble. If I mess up my position and take the initiative to find the Imperial Master, then in the eyes of others, this It is a fact, so they will definitely feel that the princes, princes and grandsons, including their sons and ministers, will not live long for a long time. Wouldn't this be disturbing people's hearts?"

"But if you don't go to the Imperial Preceptor, how can you prove that Prince Ming Gong's death was due to the Emperor's longevity?" Little Shen didn't understand: "If you don't believe this result, how can others believe it?"

Song Yuan looked indifferent: "It is a fact that my father practiced life-extending magic. I don't believe this result, and it can't change the fact that he was stupid and selfish and murdered his parents and children. It doesn't matter whether the eldest brother died because of this."

Xiao Shen was silent for a moment and gave her a bowl of soup: "The emperor lost all his heart because of his belief in witchcraft. Have you thought about how to deal with the imperial master? Witchcraft has brought disaster to the Wei Dynasty. In my opinion, it cannot be retained. But you haven't made a decision yet, is there something unspeakable in it?"

Now that Xiao Shen has guessed it, Song Yuan doesn't intend to keep hiding it.

"Auntie." Song Yuan took a bite of food and said, "You guys should go out first."

Chunyang, who was busy serving dishes, paused for a moment, put down his chopsticks and led the others out, not forgetting to close the door carefully.

She was so cautious, which made little Shen very nervous, so she quickly put down her chopsticks and listened carefully.

"I sent the imperial master to my father." Song Yuan looked at little Shen: "I originally planned to let him trick my father into ignoring the government affairs, so that my eldest brother could successfully take charge of the government affairs, but I didn't expect how things would turn out. At this point, I cannot escape the blame for my eldest brother’s death.”

Little Shen was surprised, and her expression changed a bit. The words were stuck in her throat for a while before she asked, "Does he know?"

Xiao Shen's reaction clearly proved that Song Yu said that she and Song Chun had an affair, but Song Yuan had no intention of pursuing the matter. Over the years, the eldest brother had completely played the role of her father, while Emperor Hongming had It has become a role that makes her and her mother feel wronged at any time.

Even she herself is emotionally closer to her eldest brother, let alone her mother who makes every possible compromise?

"Brother knows, he said he doesn't blame me, but I can't get over this." Song Yuan's tone trembled slightly, holding back the emotions that were about to explode. She would rather Song Chun hated her.

Little Shen hurriedly sat down next to her, put his arms around her shoulders and hugged her, with a distressed tone: "Don't be like this, kid, don't be like this, he doesn't blame you, he just doesn't want you to blame yourself."

Song Yuan's eyes were wet and hot, and she quickly closed her eyes to hold back the tears.