It is inevitable that the Crown Prince Yuwen Yun will succeed to the throne... Although the ministers were shocked, these old men who were hiding in the officialdom quickly accepted all this. Unless the interests are too involved, most of them will still look at it indifferently. On the contrary, the Crown Prince Yuwen Yun is really heart-warming and can't sleep!

Zheng Yi was on the rotation today and stayed alone in his official hall. There were two veterans in the outer hall. They were originally sent to protect the prince and obeyed the orders outside the bedroom. The climate in Shu was very different from that in Guanzhong, and it was very stuffy and hot. The Eastern Palace had never been very strict. The two of them actually sat under the pillar and fell asleep.

Zheng Yi had no intention of awakening them, put his hands in his sleeves and went straight into the hall. Even if it was the down-and-out Tian Family, it was still the Tian Family. Yuwen Yun always enjoyed it. Someone specially provided ice for him, so his bedroom was much cooler than his father Yuwen Yong's residence.

At this time, Yuwen Yun stood in the middle of the hall, looking up at the few ventilated gaps on Chengchen, his face was red, but he still sighed, "I thought I could control the world by sitting on the emperor, but who knew that he still looked like he was dead and was full of energy."

Yuwen Yun was only seventeen or eighteen years old. As the eldest son of the emperor, except for his similar eyebrows, he had no heroic spirit of his ancestor Wen Tai, and was like a scoundrel in the market.

At this time, he was away from the "surveillance" of his father Yuwen Yong in his bedroom. He immediately became aware of his nature. Not only did he dress casually, he also called out several palace maids Hu Tian and Hu Di.

When Zheng Yi came in, several women reluctantly closed their exposed clothes and retreated to the screen coquettishly. One of them did not forget to shave Zheng Yi with a seductive look when he left.

Zheng Yi swallowed a faint saliva and did not dare to look up. Yuwen Yun immediately smiled and said, "Zheng Yi, you are here, I happen to have something to ask you..."

"Please speak with your throne."

"In a few days, Gu will ascend the throne, but Gu is always uneasy. What does it mean to say that Your Majesty suddenly wants to abdicate to Gu at this time?"

Yuwen Yun looked at Zheng Yi inquiringly. Today, Wang Shuyu Wen Chun's words "Your Majesty's kind father's heart" made him confused. Zheng Yi was the smartest among his men. He was able to figure out people's hearts and could not understand things that made him think about.

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Your Majesty's intentions, how can I, a minister, speculate? But... Your Majesty should have no bad intentions. The older one among Your Majesty's sons is His Highness, and the only one who can inherit the throne is His Highness. I think that just as Your Majesty said, he just wanted to give an explanation to the subjects of the world, so he had to go to the position."

"What does Your Majesty mean to hold on to the power tightly? Do you want Gu to be his puppet?"

Yuwen Yun shouted in dissatisfaction. Zheng Yi was shocked. After looking around for a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness is careful, and disaster comes from your mouth!"

"I'm afraid of a ball! There are all lonely people inside and outside the East Palace. What we say will never be able to know."

Yuwen Yun said nothing and grabbed Zheng Yi's wrist, "You only say, is the actions of the father really abdicated or deliberately tricking me? I know that the father never likes me. He shouldn't just use me as a guise and then use the younger brothers to get rid of their orphans when they grow up?"

Yuwen Yun's young and handsome face was full of crazy and fear. Zheng Yi subconsciously wanted to break free, but found that he could not move at all.

"Your Highness is calm, listen to me..." Zheng Yi knew that Yuwen Yong had always been strict in his education, and he often scolded and punished him. However, he did not expect that Yuwen Yun was so afraid of his father, and he was shocked.

"Your Majesty is indeed going to pass the throne to Your Highness, there is no doubt about this... Your Majesty just loves to take power and is a little mean. It is definitely not like Your Highness to depose Your Highness as you think. I dare to use your head to guarantee it!"

Seeing Zheng Yi pointing to the sky and swearing, Yuwen Yun felt relieved, but he was still suspicious, "Isn't you really going to plot against the orphan?"

Zheng Yixin despised him. Since Yuwen Yun became the crown prince, have he done very few extraordinary things?

If Yuwen Yong wanted to depose the crown prince, he would have deposed him for a long time. Why did he pass the throne to him now?

The father and son were so suspicious of each other? Yuwen Yun was usually afraid of his father's majesty and always looked down. As soon as he ran to a place that Yuwen Yong could not see, his nature was immediately exposed.

This was when Yuwen Yong was alive. If Yuwen Yong closed his eyes that day, then... Zheng Yi thought of this and his eyes suddenly lit up and he said:

"Your Highness is really thinking too much. Your Majesty said this in front of the ministers. The title of righteousness has been decided, and I heard that Your Majesty is not in good health recently...

Zheng Yi covered his face and coughed, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Cough, Your Majesty loves power, you can't beat Your Majesty, why not follow him? As long as you are more respectful, don't say that Your Majesty has no intention of deposing you, even if you have it, you can't catch your handle. Isn't this throne the same as being a slaughter?"

He said it was full of twists and turns, but the meaning was obvious. Yuwen Yun's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Yes, yes, Your Majesty's health is indeed worse than before..."

"——Cough cough!" Zheng Yi's eyebrows jumped and he coughed repeatedly when he heard this. Yuwen Yun ignored it, then grabbed his sleeve and lowered his voice:

"The day before yesterday, I went to see Your Majesty and saw Your Majesty vomiting blood with her own eyes! Your Majesty may not be able to last long. So what if I just become a puppet for a few days? Just take it as filial piety and make Your Majesty happy again."

"...Your Highness can figure it out." Zheng Yi looked at Yuwen Yun's excited face helplessly and sighed in his heart. No matter what Yuwen Yong said, he also preserved the ancestral temple and country. In the future, Zhou Kingdom had such a master, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster!

Yuwen Yong was nervous about the future prospects, but he didn't know that Yuwen Yong was more worried and unbearable than him. After entering Shu, the aura that Yuwen Yong was holding gradually dissipated and his spirit gradually became worse. But the more he was, the more worried he was and the more he was unable to sleep.

Yuwen Yong sat on the bed, feeling the silence around him, so quiet that even the candle oil dripped off, the occasional "crackling" sound of the candle wick was astonishingly clear. He shut out the palace servants and guards, and was alone in this darkness, and suddenly felt almost absurdly pity for his loneliness. "Chang'an...Chang'an..." He stared at the beam of the palace and murmured to himself.

He began to miss the scenery of Chang'an, but he might never go back... Just as he was drowsy, the door was suddenly opened, and a graceful shadow appeared in the dark field of vision. Yuwen Yong's eyes suddenly became cold, and he asked with anger and majestic attitude:

"who!"

In the darkness, there was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

The woman was at a loss for a moment, held the food box and bowed down, and said timidly: "I know that Your Majesty is suffering, but what is the benefit of your Majesty torture yourself like this? Your Majesty hasn't eaten for several days. If you continue for a long time, you will have to hurt your body!"

Listening to the sound, it was Yuwen Yong's favorite concubine Li. Yuwen Yong's eyes gradually softened, and he raised his hand to signal that she could come over. Li took off his shoes and socks and walked forward carefully. She lit a candle and placed several plates of side dishes in front of the emperor one by one. "Your Majesty is in a bad mood, so his appetite will naturally be bad. I have specially made a few refreshing side dishes, which is just right at this time."

Li looked only in his early thirties, and was beautiful, with a gentle temperament that was rare in northern women. He gave birth to two sons for Yuwen Yun, especially Yuwen Yun... Li served a bowl of soup and handed it to Yuwen Yong, just like the feeling of sitting with his husband and eating. Yuwen Yong liked this feeling, which made him feel that his loneliness was relieved a little.

Yuwen Yong took a sip and said with a smile: "How many times have I told you that I just need to let the palace servants do something like delivering food? Why do you have to come here in person from afar?"

"I'm happy." Li wrinkled his nose and looked quite cute.

Yuwen Yong's eyes became more and more smiling, and he said casually:

"I have issued an edict to abdicate to Yun'er, and you will become the Queen Mother from now on."

"I know." Li looked at Yuwen Yong, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I heard that Your Majesty demoted Yang Jian to the border... Yun'er is still too young, how can you not have a capable and trustworthy minister around you?"

Yuwen Yong frowned, and he couldn't bear to get angry at his beloved concubine, so he said hard: "Do you think Pu Liurujian is a trustworthy minister?"

Li hesitated for a while and said, "Don't everyone say that? Everyone said that Yang Jian was in Weinan and Sanguan fought with Qi people one after another, and he often defeated the enemy. It can be seen that he is a capable and famous person. He is Yun'er's father-in-law. Isn't it legitimate to assist Yun'er?"

"So, are everyone celebrating his reputation?" Yuwen Yong stared at Li's family, his expression gradually became cold. He instantly lost his appetite. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and said lightly: "From ancient times to the present, people who boasted about goodness are either saints or evil spirits... Zhou Duke, and Han Duke Wang Mang, do you think Yang Jian was Zhou Duke or Wang Mang?"

"This..." This was the first time Li saw Yuwen Yong's scary expression, and he was immediately at a loss.

"I see that he is Wang Mang, but my ministers all think he is Duke Zhou." Yuwen Yong's eyes became deeper, "I want to kill him, but he is from the Yang family and the son of the elders. Both the government and the local government and the local government, and he is deeply rooted in power and cannot be moved easily. I can suppress this person, but not Yun'er can suppress it, so I want to demote him, the farther away, the better."

Yang Jian was saying goodbye to his wife and children at this time. Yang Jian's wife Dugu held Yang Yong, Yang Guang, and Yang Jun, holding his youngest son Yang Xiu. She looked a little reluctant and asked with anger: "The emperor forced you like this, so you didn't dare to stay at home for a few more days. Is that what? You said you usually look like you are strategizing and have to work hard, but you are not straight in the court. You might as well just resign and go home to save you from the cowardly anger!"

Dugu's chin raised, and the fierce wind was undoubtedly revealed. Yang Jian was a wife who was angry in the court and had to pretend to be a grandson at home. He had already been approved by the business and had to smile on his face: "Oh, what's the solution? It's hard to disobey your order... You don't know the power of our family. I'm not low-key, so I've been slashed by His Majesty for a long time."

"I'm not saying you're not good, I'm just saying... just..." Dugu's eyes were covered with mist, and his voice trembled slightly: "The man in the palace has always been mean and merciless. If you make a mistake in that day, then..."

"Then are you going to be a widow for me?" Yang Jian asked back. Dugu was stunned for a moment, knowing that Yang Jian was teasing her again. He glared with beautiful eyes and said, "No!"

Yang Jian smiled, then looked straight, hugged his two sons, and said to Dugu, "I'm very careful. Nothing will happen. I know you're afraid, don't be afraid... I'll be back in two or three years at most, and I won't let the whole family live a worried life again."

When Yang Guang said this, the murderous intent and ambition in his eyes made Dugu feel panicked. Before she could speak again, Yang Jian stuffed his youngest son Yang Xiu back into her arms and kissed his youngest son on the forehead of the stunned youngest son, "Be good, listen to his mother's words, and spank him disobediently." Yang Xiu looked at his father in a daze. Yang Jian looked at him nostalgic, stepped on his horse, and said, "I'm leaving!"

He glanced at the direction of the palace, activated his war horses and ran out of Yizhou City. The sun was just right, shining on the towering city walls, with beautiful mountains and rivers outside the city, and there was also a great country to appreciate.

He had already understood His Majesty's hostility towards him, but he was not afraid. His Majesty is no longer young. Time and heavy court affairs will reduce his life little by little... The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there will be a period of time in the future.

On June 12, the concubine of the Lord of Qi, Chen, gave birth to a daughter. The Lord of Qi was very happy and was named Princess Shouyang and was also pardoned by the whole world. The Lord of Zhou Yuwen Yong abdicated the crown prince Yuwen Yun in Yizhou. All of them were shocked within the Three Kingdoms!
Chapter completed!