Chapter 137: Another Spring (Script 7)
The palace door creaked open.
Under the moonlight, Su Yanzhi walked in slowly wearing a plain white fox fur coat. He looked at the eldest prince lying on the bed with a painful expression, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Seeing Su Yanzhi pushing the door open, the eldest prince struggled to stand up from the bed, but unfortunately the poison had already taken effect. So he used up his last bit of strength and shouted at Su Yanzhi heartbreakingly: "Bastard... bastard!"
After saying this, he lost all hope of life.
"My brother is wrong."
The young emperor leaned over and gently closed the eldest prince's wide-open eyes. "The poison is in your favorite ambergris."
Xiao Ziche appeared at the door, fiddling with the empty incense burner in his hand. He said casually, "Your Highness thought it would be like in the storybooks, with poison in the tea."
Su Yanzhi didn't say anything.
His hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.
"Are you scared?"
Xiao Ziche did not miss Su Yanzhi's reaction.
He slowly walked towards him and grabbed Su Yanzhi's trembling hand. Xiao Ziche's palm was rough and strong with calluses left by years of holding the sword.
Su Yanzhi didn't say anything, just stared at the corpse on the ground.
He never thought...
He could actually kill his eldest brother with his own hands.
That person was still calling himself a "bastard" in a condescending manner during the day, but who would have known that he would become a ghost tonight.
"This dragon throne was originally climbed onto by stepping on corpses."
There were footsteps outside the house. It was the imperial guards clearing out the eldest prince's followers. The sound of swords clashing was particularly harsh.
Su Yanzhi took a deep breath and suppressed the slight hesitation in his heart.
He looked up at Xiao Ziche and said in a low voice, "Who's next?"
After spending some time with Xiao Ziche, Su Yanzhi has unknowingly begun to rely on Xiao Ziche.
Xiao Ziche raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes cold: "The one from Fengzao Palace, it's time for him to leave."
…
The lights of Fengzao Palace are still bright in the middle of the night.
Queen Zhou leaned on the soft couch, tapping the table lightly with her fingertips.
She had heard the news that the eldest prince and the second prince had died suddenly in succession. The palace servants were silent as a mouse, even walking with light steps.
"Your Majesty, the Regent requests an audience."
The personal maid reported in a low voice.
Queen Zhou paused, a cold look flashing in her eyes: "Let him in."
The palace door slowly opened, and Xiao Ziche, dressed in a black python robe, stepped into the inner hall with steady steps. Behind him followed Su Yanzhi with a calm expression.
"I hope the Queen will forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."
Xiao Ziche nodded slightly, his tone respectful, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
Empress Zhou sneered, "The Prince Regent is now incredibly powerful. How dare I blame him? I just wonder which prince has 'passed away' tonight?"
Xiao Ziche smiled nonchalantly: "Your Majesty, you are joking. The princes were weak and unfortunately died of illness. I am also heartbroken."
He said "heartbroken", but anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was no trace of heartache on Xiao Ziche's handsome face.
"Heartbroken?"
Empress Zhou suddenly slammed the table and stood up, her eyes filled with anger, "Xiao Ziche, do you really think I don't know your methods?!"
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. Su Yanzhi slightly turned sideways, his hand already on the short blade at his waist.
Xiao Ziche smiled and slowly pulled out a roll of bright yellow silk from his sleeve. "Your Majesty, why are you so angry? I came here today to obey Your Majesty's order to move Your Majesty to the cold palace to spend your remaining years in peace."
"His Majesty?"
Empress Zhou's pupils shrank. "His Majesty has already passed away. How can there be an imperial decree?"
"Of course... left it before he died."
Xiao Ziche's lips curled slightly, his eyes cold and sinister, "Come here, send the queen on her way."
Several imperial guards rushed in from outside the palace. Empress Zhou turned pale and stumbled back: "How dare you——!"
Su Yanzhi took a step forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, please."
Empress Zhou stared at him intently, then suddenly gave a stern smile: "Good... very good! I want to see how long you can be so proud!"
The night wind blew up the curtains, and the lights in Fengzao Palace went out one by one.
When I walked out of the palace gate, the sky was already dimly lit.
Su Yanzhi stood on the stone steps, looking at the gradually brightening sky in the distance, and whispered, "Is it over?"
"Um."
Xiao Ziche looked at Su Yanzhi in front of him: "It's over."
A breeze blew by, and Su Yanzhi lowered his eyes to look at his palm.
It's been stained with the blood of too many people...
"Your Majesty, there is no need to feel guilty."
Xiao Ziche placed his hand on Su Yanzhi's palm and clasped his fingers tightly. "If they were the ones who ascended the throne today, your fate would be a hundred, a thousand times more miserable than theirs."
The eldest prince and the second prince are both vengeful people.
When Su Yanzhi lived in the cold palace, they had made things difficult for him. If they ascended to the throne, the only outcome waiting for Su Yanzhi would be "death."
“The flowers are blooming.”
Su Yanzhi murmured in a low voice.
"It's spring again."
…
The morning light shines on the Golden Palace.
Su Yanzhi was wearing a black dragon robe and sitting upright on the throne.
All the officials bowed their heads at the steps, and no one dared to look up.
Three days ago, the last cabinet minister who opposed the new policy was confiscated and exiled, and the remaining followers in the court were completely eliminated.
This power reshuffle that lasted for half a year ended with the emperor's absolute victory.
"Your Majesty, good news from the North."
Xiao Ziche walked into the hall holding a military newspaper. He did not kneel down, but bowed slightly and presented the document.
This is a privilege exclusive to Regent Xiao Ziche.
Su Yanzhi unfolded the military report, his lips curled up slightly: "The Zhenbei Army has won a great victory, and the Turkic Khan has submitted a letter of surrender."
He raised his eyes and scanned the entire court: "What do you think, my Lords, should be done?"
There was silence in the hall.
Half a year ago, these ministers dared to argue endlessly over Su Yanzhi's ascension to the throne; now, they even breathe cautiously.
"I think—"
Xiao Ziche in the hall suddenly chuckled, "We should hold a banquet to celebrate."
…
If nothing unexpected happens, the script of "Fu Jiang Shan" will be officially finished in two more days~
I'm a bit slow-witted and have never been very good at writing scripts about political schemes. I've also never tried writing in ancient style, so some of the wording and sentence structure may not be appropriate, and the political schemes are not well written either. I hope everyone can bear with me.
Thank you everyone, 啾咪(=^▽^=)
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