Chapter 561: Die with Hatred
The Emperor of Northern Qi was shocked and angry. How dare Zong Zheng Changyuan do that!
The Grand Secretary of the Cabinet took the imperial edict with both hands and said respectfully, "I will draft the edict right away."
At this time, Yan Yi brought out the pen, ink and yellow silk.
The Grand Secretary of the Cabinet spread out the yellow silk and read the draft of the edict while writing the formal edict: "I have been on the throne for twenty-three years. I have followed the holy laws of my ancestors and have always been committed to respecting Heaven and following the ancestors, working diligently and loving the people..."
When the Emperor of Northern Qi heard these words, he slapped the mattress beneath him in despair, trying to tell the cabinet ministers in this way that he was extremely dissatisfied with the will drafted by the imperial tutor.
But the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet didn't even glance at the Northern Qi Emperor. He continued reading and writing without any interruption: "I am in poor health. Since the beginning of this spring, I have been receiving treatment, but my condition has worsened day by day. Both my yin and yang are depleted, and I am on my deathbed. Is this not fate? Considering the importance of the sacred artifact, it must be passed on to the right person as soon as possible. And my eldest son, Chu Yi, is a wise and noble man born with talent and brilliance. He will inherit the throne as the heir to the throne..."
As the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet uttered the last word, a large mouthful of blood gushed out of the mouth of the Emperor of Northern Qi.
His kingdom has changed hands.
The Emperor of Northern Qi looked at the Imperial Teacher with his dying breath.
I saw the imperial teacher sitting in a wheelchair, his robes as white as snow, his thin face bathed in sunlight, looking elegant and beautiful.
But in the eyes of the Northern Qi Emperor, such a gentle and elegant face was even more terrifying than the evil spirits in hell.
He couldn't help but think of the appearance of the Imperial Tutor when he first entered the Prince's Mansion. At that time, the Imperial Tutor was extremely talented, but extremely humble and introverted, very taciturn, and never said anything flattering.
To the extent that he disliked the imperial teacher very much and had no intention of making use of him.
The Imperial Preceptor, however, remained composed and did not curry favor with him. He remained neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor overbearing. He simply fulfilled his duties, doing his part well. When it was time to express his opinions, he did so. When it was not time to show off his edge, he kept it to himself, never daring to stand out.
So much so that he gradually forgot the existence of such a person as the Imperial Teacher.
Until the first time the late emperor intended to depose him from the position of crown prince, none of the talented people in the crown prince's mansion could resolve the crisis for him. Instead, it was a strategy of the imperial teacher that allowed him to retain his position as crown prince.
From then on, the imperial tutor officially came into his sight, which not only made his position in the court more stable, but also helped him to settle all the matters big and small in the Prince's Mansion.
To the point where he unconsciously became dependent on the Imperial Master, and whenever he encountered something, the first person he thought of was the Imperial Master. Even when it came to personal matters, if he encountered something he didn't understand, he would talk to the Imperial Master.
For example, Yizhen.
He was attracted to Yizhen and wanted to take her into his room, but no matter how he tried to please her, he could not impress her. He was depressed and, under the influence of a little alcohol, told the imperial teacher about this troublesome matter.
The Imperial Master only said two words: "Attack the heart."
"Attack the heart?" He repeated silently, and could not help but move closer to the Imperial Preceptor: "Yizhen and her Imperial brother depend on each other for survival. They live in extreme poverty, one day hungry, one day full. I promise her wealth and honor, so that she and her Imperial brother will have no worries about food and clothing. Isn't this enough?"
When the imperial teacher heard this, he looked at him in surprise, as if he had not expected that he would fall in love with the princess who was held hostage by the Great Zhou.
Although this was the case, the imperial teacher never asked for the reason, but only gave him advice.
The Imperial Tutor said, "This pair of siblings are the daughters of Empress Xiao'en. Naturally, they inherit her legacy and will not bow down to such worldly things. Your Highness, if you help the princess fulfill her wish, it will naturally be granted."
He only half understood: "What is the princess's wish?"
The Imperial Master raised his eyes and looked at him with a calm glance, without any emotion.
But he understood what the Imperial Master meant, as if to say: It's such a simple matter, and you still want to ask?
He was a little angry and was about to leave when he heard the imperial teacher ask: "If Your Highness were held hostage in another country, what would you want most?"
This sentence was like an epiphany for him.
So when Yizhen was once again troubled by the powerful, he proposed to send Emperor Jing'an back to Da Zhou, and as a reward, Yizhen could enter the Prince's Mansion.
In the end, he got what he wanted and married the beauty.
For this reason, he trusted the imperial teacher more and more.
Now thinking about it carefully, the Emperor of Northern Qi realized how terrifying the imperial teacher was.
At that time, the imperial tutor was in his twenties and had not yet taken sole power, but he was able to send Emperor Jing'an back to the Great Zhou without anyone noticing and prevent the late emperor from finding out.
How could the Imperial Preceptor, with such means alone, have led him to face the situation of being deposed for the second and third time?
That was just the Imperial Master planting an anchor in his heart. Only by helping him overcome difficulties time and time again, would he gradually come to trust and respect the Imperial Master in the process and become more and more dependent on him.
He might even have the illusion that as long as the Imperial Master is by his side, he will be safe no matter what happens.
If the Imperial Master did not do so, but instead helped him avoid risks in advance, then not only would he not be valued by him, but he would become annoyed with the Imperial Master who repeatedly opposed his opinions and tried to stop him.
The more he investigated, the more clearly he realized that he was indeed a foolish and incompetent emperor.
During his reign, every decision he made was influenced by the imperial tutor.
It's really sad and ridiculous.
If it happened again, even if he was deposed as the Crown Prince, he would not respect the Imperial Tutor anymore. At least he would not let that bastard seize his power and continue the Chujiang Dynasty as a descendant of the Chu family.
For him, this was not only a shame as a man, but also destroyed his dignity as an emperor.
How could he have the face to face his ancestors in the underworld?
The Emperor of Northern Qi was unwilling and resentful, but he was powerless to reverse the situation.
With a "clang" sound, the jade seal was stamped on a corner of the will, and also marked the end of the life of the Emperor of Northern Qi.
Before his last breath dissipated, the Northern Qi Emperor moved his lips, and he really wanted to ask the Imperial Teacher, hadn't he been lurking by his side for decades just to restore his country?
If that is the case, why not replace him when the previous emperor passed away and his foundation was still unstable?
Now that the court is controlled by the imperial tutor, and Zhao Yi has attacked outside the imperial city, they can clearly overthrow the Chu family's rule easily and establish a new dynasty.
But why didn't the imperial teacher let Zhao Yi recognize his ancestral roots and still let Zhao Yi inherit the Chu family's kingdom as the eldest son of Chu Mingyuan?
The imperial teacher seemed to sense something and looked up at the Northern Qi Emperor lying on the dragon bed.
The Northern Qi Emperor's hand slipped down from the bell on the bed curtain, and the light in his eyes slowly faded, but one could still vaguely see the hatred, unwillingness and doubt in his eyes.
The Imperial Preceptor understood the Northern Qi Emperor's doubts, and his thoughts drifted away as he recalled the memories buried deep in his mind.
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