Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 388 Jin Yu blocks the way
As everyone knows, a rebellion broke out in the Daliang Palace thirteen years ago. At that time, although Emperor Chongwen had been on the throne for more than three years, besides him, there were two forces running alongside him in the court, forming a hidden constraint.

One is the side royal family that supports King Huai'an to continue the state of Zuo, and the other is the officials with the same surname from his mother's family under King Yuanjin.

Shangjing is an extremely muddy pool of stagnant water, with all kinds of people gathering together to compete for the only royal power and wealth.

But quantitative things are destined not to be evenly distributed among contenders. This is true no matter in ancient or modern times.

There can only be one emperor in Daliang, sitting on the nine-headed dragon chair, looking down at the territory thousands of miles away.

King Huai'an rebelled. He led his troops and drove directly to the palace. The halberd was shining with blood. It could pick up a person's body on horseback and pierce the heart. Then he threw it with a crash. Emperor Chongwen stood in the Sulong Palace. The tall buildings next to it were frightening to see.

The Ming royal family has an unwritten rule that is not recorded in the annals of history, but the descendants of the royal family of all generations are well aware of it.

Three years after the new emperor ascends the throne, if the court is stable, the remaining princes of his generation will be at their disposal and sent to garrison in three passes and five cities. This behavior is called "conferring vassal land."

The moment the Huai'an cavalry stepped into the palace, Emperor Chongwen was almost certain that in this rebellion, there was a dagger hidden in his sleeve, aimed at his neck anytime and anywhere.

It is true that King Huai'an is ambitious, but his mind is really not very bright. I am afraid that this time he has become a knife in the hands of others.

Ming Zhidu aspired to the throne and did not want to leave the capital, and Emperor Chongwen knew it well.

That day, the young emperor put his hands behind his hands and looked at the bloodstains of war smoke around him. Standing next to him were two brothers who had grown up with him.

Mei Chengting was anxious and anxious, not knowing how to deal with this sudden crisis. There were not many soldiers left in the palace, and the imperial guards blocked the gap opened by King Huai'an with his sword one after another. The splash of blood painted a tragic and tragic scene. Sad scene.

Finally, the young Antaishi drew his sword and rushed to the small battlefield with a hundred guards, shouting "Kill the rebellious ministers and traitors, protect the great Liang Guogang".

Yin Jielin stayed quietly beside Emperor Chongwen, looked at Mei Chengting's back, lowered his eyes and asked a question.

"Your Majesty, do you think King Huai'an really wants to rebel?"

Emperor Chongwen still remembers clearly that the tone of Prime Minister Mo Yi's question was very strange. He seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes were empty and numb. Finally, he glanced at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, scattered swords, and fallen horses. , exhaled a long breath.

Emperor Chongwen replied: "If it weren't for rebellion, how could the current situation have happened?"

Yin Jielin said no more.

It was extremely cold at high places, and the wind upstairs was strong, blowing from all directions, and the magnolia flowers on the dark green robe seemed to be crushed.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan that may be able to wipe out most of the troops of King Huai'an and King Yuanjin."

Emperor Chongwen frowned at him.

"It's just that this plan is a dangerous one. I want to borrow the most precious unicorn wood from Daliang for use. I hope your majesty will agree."

The words stopped suddenly, the shochu pot made a sizzling sound, Emperor Chongwen pursed his lips and lowered his head in tears. Yin Luo stared at him and asked, "What happened next? What was the plan? Did he really leave the capital with the unicorn wood as rumored?"

Chi Linjing slowly lowered her eyes and suddenly answered: "If I guess correctly, Prime Minister Yin wants to send the unicorn wood to Yueyang Road, right?"

Emperor Chongwen's body stiffened slightly when he heard this, and his expression suddenly became complicated. He obviously didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, so he prevaricated: "The incident happened suddenly that day, and there were too many dangerous factors that could not be properly avoided." He insisted again. Taking Qilinmu out of the capital attracted the attention of King Huai'an and Ming Zhidu, so I had no choice but to send dozens of imperial guards to escort him, but who would have expected..."

Yin Luo frowned when she heard the middle-aged emperor's words. Her thoughts turned around and she secretly compared the evidence in Chang Yinglian's letter with Emperor Chongwen's words, "Aren't you still planning to tell the truth? My father He was ambushed on Yulan Road in Shangjing and died from an arrow! As you said, you sent dozens of imperial guards to escort him to where? The Archer's Deadly Magnolia Road?"

"No! Your Majesty did not lie! That night, Jie Lin did leave the capital!" Mei Chengting, who had been silent for a long time, answered firmly. He walked towards Yin Luo and took out the Antai Commander's plaque, "The ambush on Magnolia Road was mine. Set it up myself!”

"You want to kill my father?" Yin Luo clenched her fists, and Mei Chengting's words exploded with thunder above her head.

"With the Antai Commander's Card, you can recall the old department." Mei Chengting's eyes were filled with tears. "That incident on Magnolia Road was originally a death plan prepared by the old Antai Department for King Huai'an! Your father had already left the capital safely at that time... It was Yuanjin Wang Mingzhidu who intercepted him on the outskirts of the capital and forced him to return to the capital at the cost of your and your mother's lives..."

The rain in Beijing always comes in such a hurry.

The night covered the figures of pedestrians. The horses crossed the city gate and were about to bypass the official road and rush to Yueyang.

Prime Minister Mo Yi wears a bamboo hat and a black cloth mask, and carries a bag behind him. Inside is the golden nanmu unicorn, which is known as the most precious treasure. In addition to this wooden unicorn, he also hides in his arms the imitation of the golden dragon and jade seal of the Daliang emperor. It was a fake, and the edges and corners squeezed his chest as the horse's back rose and fell. It was uncomfortable, but it made him feel more at ease.

It is said by word of mouth that the one who obtains the Qilin tree will be the emperor of Liang Dynasty. But everyone who has entered the temple knows that this unicorn wood is just a gathering of the luck of the Yu clan. Only the imperial jade seal can truly control power.

The Royal Forest Army followed him closely, and when the group stepped onto the forest road, they saw a golden chariot approaching.

Three white horses pulled the shining chariot, getting closer and closer.

Yin Jielin pulled the reins to stop the horse.

The rain pattered in my ears, and in this patter, Jin Yu's chariot also stopped.

The inner force was released, like the wind lifting the gauze curtain of the chariot, and Ming Zhidu sat inside with a smile, elegant and gentle.

"Master Xiang's trip is truly righteous."

Yin Jielin smiled with his eyes and looked so calm. He lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hand to pull the masked cloth to his neck, cupped his hands and replied: "I am a minister of justice, so it should be like this. Meeting Prince Yuanjin here is quite a blessing. unexpected."

"Isn't it unexpected? I don't believe it," King Yuan Jin smiled brightly, "When you leave the capital, don't you just want me to leave the capital too?"

"There is a lot of commotion in the palace, so I have to take the unicorn wood out to avoid the limelight." Yin Jielin held up his bamboo hat, and the people in the chariot were doing Tai Chi knowingly.

"You and Minghe grew up together and have a deep friendship. I know this, so I came to see you alone, not because I want to fight for the unicorn wood."

"Oh?" Yin Jielin made a surprised expression and followed his words and asked, "What do you think, Prince?"