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Volume One: I Don¡¯t Know Heaven and Earth Chapter Fourteen: In the Palace

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    The time is after afternoon tea.  The entrance to the Qinzheng Hall of the Forbidden Palace.  The eldest prince, Zhao Tu, looked blankly at the princes and ministers in the palace.  He was speechless for a long time, unable to say a word.  In fact, he didn't know what to say.  The look he looked at every minister was the same - you betrayed me.  And when these ¡°you betrayed me¡± looks come together, they form an unparalleled injustice that surpasses that of the Holy Son Jesus¡ªyou, all, betrayed me.     That's what I mean.  Just in the morning, Zhao Tu's servant left the house of a prince and minister and told them that they would take a three-day vacation. Zhao Hong's servant arrived and told the princes and ministers about the afternoon meeting - the time was in Zhao  After Hong took a nap and had afternoon tea.  Although the vast majority of princes and ministers believe that holding a court at this time would be against tradition and inappropriate.  Many veterans who prided themselves on high moral standards muttered: "It's simply unseemly." But in the end they came anyway.  Between integrity, character, morality, dignity and life, they all chose life.  Zhao Hong¡¯s heavy scale cavalry crushed Tianjing¡¯s dream, and the 200,000 forbidden troops from the capital were also brought under his command at the same time. With the absolute support of force, the situation in Tianjing City can almost be regarded as clear.  Zhao Tu's fantasy that "the princes and ministers objected, and the imperial army would not act rashly" did not happen at all.  He had already been connected with Zhao Hong in terms of interests. Needless to say, the officials who served as his backbone were, during this period of time, coerced, bribed, caught and threatened, coerced by the army, and  and other ministers ultimately chose to cooperate with the third prince Zhao Hong, who suddenly emerged as a force in the battle for succession.  Under the cordial and friendly escort of the Forbidden Army and the quasi-emperor's private army, carriages and sedan chairs continued to drive towards the palace.  More and more princes and ministers gathered at the entrance of Qinzheng Hall.  And when these people went to Qinzheng Hall in embarrassment.  However, he saw that the so-called buddies of the eldest prince, who were usually five to six people, or Qingliu, who had always been shouting about remonstrance and remonstrance, holding his neck and refusing to give anyone any face, were also as embarrassed as himself.  Outside.  Seeing this scene, these people suddenly felt much better.  "Ah you are also there." After a few embarrassing laughs, the frustrations and uneasiness of these princes and ministers suddenly disappeared.  Back then, when you were doing something that made you feel uneasy, you suddenly saw that many people, many of whom you usually thought had higher moral standards than you, were actually doing the same thing as you.  This comfort, this comparison, this feeling of "I'm not that bad, at least much better than this guy who says one thing and does another." will naturally make him feel very gratified.  That¡¯s it.  Zhao Tu was the last person to get the news - this does not mean that his spies were not working hard, nor did it mean that someone deliberately caused trouble for him - Zhao Hong showed off his strength one by one.  I put it out there, for fear that others wouldn¡¯t know.  It is a very simple thing to find out about this.  In fact, every time a crowded carriage or sedan leaves the mansion and heads towards the Forbidden Palace, spies will come to report to Prince Jing.  It¡¯s just that the prince doesn¡¯t want to believe it.  "How could it be, how could it be like this?!" The prince just kept repeating this sentence.  He seemed to be suffering from hysteria.  "Your Majesty don't hesitate, hurry up, go!" Among the staff, it was natural that Zhao Hong, who had secretly hooked up with Zhao Hong, lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.  But the few who sincerely helped Zhao Tu were panicked.  Seeing the behavior of their master, this thoughtless guy, made them feel heartbroken.  He was so busy asking Zhao Tu to calm down quickly.  No matter what, I have to go to this nondescript afternoon meeting.  If you can salvage the situation - which is rarely possible - try it anyway.  And if the situation cannot be restored, you can also surrender to your brother as soon as possible, and it is possible to save a life.  They did so partly because they considered their master, King Jing.  The other half are naturally thinking about themselves.  From ancient times to the present, those who fail to serve as aides to princes vying for the throne rarely end well.  If he encounters a ruthless new emperor, he might even have his whole family executed.  "Yes - that's right! I want to go, I want to have a look, have a lookwell, have a look." After saying that, Zhao Tu hurried out of the door. The servants arranged the sedan chair and hurried towards the entrance of the Forbidden Palace.  The direction went.  Becoming the last batch, the last "princes and ministers" to arrive there.  The next thing is simple.  The basic event is this.  Mr. An, the great eunuch over at Zhao Hong,With a male duck's voice, he read out the imperial edict that had been written by him and consecrated Prince Xun Zhao Hong as the crown prince.  Then he couldn't wait to sit on the dragon chair. Zhao Hong, who looked like a tyrant and a coward, swept his eyes and asked: "Is there anyone else who objects?" The eldest prince Zhao Tu jumped out next to him: "I object.  !" Zhao Hong rolled his eyes: "If the objection is invalid, then the matter will be settled.  "What is going on in this world?" Seeing the ministers who were not shying away from Zhao Hong - the dragon chair behind him - from the angle they were still kneeling and kowtowing to Zhao Hong, the eldest prince only felt  My head feels dizzy.  Totally don't understand why this happens.  Obviously, everything was under his control yesterday, so why is it different today?  Is the person sitting on the dragon chair with an arrogant posture and full of royal aura really the third brother he is familiar with?  No matter what, Zhao Tu still doesn't want to believe this - his brother has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger for ten years, and everything is under his control.  Turning his hand to make clouds and turning his hand to make rain, he was easily dealt with without any effort at all.  He, Zhao Tu, prides himself on being smart, but in fact, in the eyes of his younger brother, he is just stupid and cannot even be called an obstacle.  As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Tu felt a surge of hotness, his throat felt sweet, and he couldn't hold it back until he drank a mouthful of blood.  Then everything started to spin.  He fell to the ground with a "plop" sound.  "The ability to withstand stress is too poor. Go and transport Gu's eldest brother back to the mansion and find some imperial doctors to treat him well. For the sake of his health, let him rest at home during this period of time and don't come out." Zhao Hong  With an order, a group of Forbidden Army soldiers came out from the entrance of the Forbidden Palace. Regardless of good or bad, they just carried out the unconscious King Jing Zhao Tu who was lying on the ground All the civil and military officials watched helplessly, with thoughts in their hearts.  thousand.  However, in the end, he didn't say a word and didn't dare to say it.  "That's it, let's dismiss the court." Zhao Hong gave the order and was ready to wave people away.  All the princes and ministers felt that the pressure had dropped sharply, and they hurriedly said: "I'll retire" or its synonyms.  Turn around and leave, never daring to show your face in front of this tyrant again.  But it was hard to say when there were only outsiders just now. Now everyone is gone.  Mr. Zheng, who was standing next to Zhao Hong, reminded him: "Your Highness, this dragon chairisn't it appropriate to sit on it now" "It's two days early or two days late. Isn't that what you taught me before?"  Mine?" Zhao Hong said nonchalantly.  "Hey, um, but this -" After hearing Zhao Hong block his mouth with what he said before, Mr. Zheng couldn't find any reason to defend himself for a while - of course Zhao Hong didn't care about what he said.  After presiding over an afternoon court meeting, the prince's self-confidence significantly improved.  There is a hint of commanding and unquestionable aura in everything he says and does.  He didn't care what Mr. Zheng wanted to say, so he clapped his hands and said, "Historian!" Naturally, there was a historian holding paper and pen standing next to him - anyone could leave, but he couldn't leave.  Because these things have to be recorded by him.  "I'm here, what orders does your Highness have?" the historian asked.  "Have you written down what Gu said just now?" Zhao Hong asked.  "Ah that" The historian heard this question and felt his legs trembling a little.  There are very few people who are sincere in their profession and do not want to offend those in power. There are many generations where there are more tyrants than virtuous kings, and many more historians die violently than die old.  How did this historian think that Zhao Hong was so violent that he couldn't answer it right? He would follow in the footsteps of his predecessors and be dragged out to be castrated first and then killed "Remember it, remember it." However,  Despite this, this historian is still a man of character.  Even though he knew that he would probably die if he answered, he answered anyway.  "Oh." Zhao Hong nodded, and then asked: "Where is it recorded?" "National History Collection" the historian continued to answer.  "I remembered the wrong place, please change the note to the Emperor's Daily Life." Zhao Hong gave this instruction, which shocked the historian.  Then he said: "Ah - that - Your Highness, you haven't -" " - it's two days early and two days late." Zhao Hong continued to use this excuse to deal with it.  After hearing this, Mr. Zheng next to him wanted to imitate the ancient critic, who hit his head on a pillar and got into trouble.  ¡°But this is against the rules!¡± The historian wanted to continue his final struggle.  "Rules are made by people, and they can change them." Zhao Hong then stood up, waved his sleeves and was about to leave.  After passing the stunned historian, he turned around again and said again: "Of course, you can also remember this matter and what Gu said before, wherever you like. This Gu??tube.  "
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