For the people of Guanyun City, this night was no different from any other night.
But for the high-ranking officials in the government, this night was a silent horror.
His Majesty played three games of chess with Nangong Yiyu in the Yangxin Palace, drank four pots of tea, and issued three imperial edicts.
First, he dismissed Xiao Zhan, the commander of the imperial guards, and appointed Nangong Yiyu's youngest son, Nangong Jingyan, as the commander of the imperial guards, to take office immediately.
The second was to banish Empress Xiao to the cold palace and strip her of her title as Empress Xiao Qiang.
The third was to capture Gao Xian, the head of the Neichang Factory, throw him into death row, and execute him in the autumn.
The purpose was simple and no reason was given.
Moreover, these three decrees were issued that night, and even many ministers were unaware of them.
Of course, Right Prime Minister Zhuo and his entourage received these three pieces of information at the first time. At that time, he was drinking tea with Zhou Tongtong from Tianji Pavilion in the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"So... this was all a trap set by His Majesty?"
Zhou Tongtong lazily slumped in the chair. "I told you long ago, don't think too much about this kind of thing. It's stressful."
"Is he really your Majesty's illegitimate son?" Zhuo Yixing was still in disbelief, and added, "If it were true, why didn't the Queen Mother make your Majesty's daily records for those three years public?"
As long as the daily records of those three years were made public, it would be easy to prove that Fu Xiaoguan was the son of Your Majesty and Xu Yunqing, but the Queen Mother did not do so.
"Your biggest problem is your self-righteousness."
Zhou Tongtong shifted slightly and continued, "This is a royal family matter. Although you are the Right Prime Minister, you are still His Majesty's subject. His Majesty said that Fu Xiaoguan is his son, and that's it. Why do you have to dig into the matter? Do you know that His Majesty knows all your self-righteous actions? If His Majesty hadn't remembered your hard work and great achievements and hadn't ordered your son Zhuo Bieli to voluntarily hand over the military token of the Grand Marshal today... I'd like to have tea with you, and I'm afraid I'd end up in that prison."
Zhou Tongtong shook her head. "Why don't you learn from Nangong Yiyu and think more simply, following His Majesty's wishes? Look, his youngest son has become the commander of the Imperial City Guard. Your Majesty...is no longer the same. Back then, you used so many tricks to get the Xiao family to the throne. But what about now?"
"Her mistake was being too clever. She thought that by killing Fu Xiaoguan, the Crown Prince would definitely be the Crown Prince. She overlooked the fact that Your Majesty was still in the prime of life and could have had more princes if He wished. She thought she had the upper hand, but she forgot that the Wu Dynasty, after all, belonged to Your Majesty. And you... made the same mistake. If you hadn't sent your grandson Zhuo and his party to Jianlu to report the news, I'm afraid your position as Right Prime Minister would have been over by then."
Zhuo Yixing's expression didn't change at all. He poured two cups of tea and suddenly laughed, "Now that the situation is settled, why don't you leave?"
"It's time to go."
Zhou Tongtong stood up, patted his butt, and really left the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
Shortly after Zhou Tongtong left, a burly man walked into the study. He bowed to Zhuo Yihang and asked, "Father, is this the end?"
Zhuo Yixing took a sip of tea and looked up at his son.
He is Zhuo Bieli, the current Grand Marshal of the Wu Dynasty, and is only forty years old.
"It's over like this. Very good, much better than I imagined. At dawn, you can submit your resignation letter. This isn't about cutting off an arm to survive, it's about the future."
Zhuo Bieli frowned slightly. He didn't understand the meaning, but he believed in his father's sense and vision.
"good."
"After His Majesty approves, you will go to Canghai Luomei Mountain."
Zhuo Bieli was startled, and Zhuo Yixing continued, "Your martial arts have remained at the first-rate level for many years. You need to practice meditation and strive to break through to the Saint level as soon as possible."
"Doesn't the Wu Dynasty have two Saint-level figures, Bei Wangchuan and You Beidou?"
"The sun eventually sets, and they...are already the sunset."
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Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Emperor Wen was sitting beside the bed, where lay Fu Xiaoguan, who was pale and had not yet woken up.
Several old doctors were busy, and the room was filled with a strong smell of Chinese medicine.
Emperor Wen looked carefully at Fu Xiaoguan's delicate and youthful face, with a hint of tenderness and praise in his eyes.
He was seriously injured, but he did not hide in the Star-Picking Platform.
This seemed stupid to Nangong Yiyu. A mere scholar didn't know how to avoid disaster. He knew that a disaster was coming, but he was still so stubborn and carried it on. Wasn't he stupid?
The tear marks on Wu Linger's face had dried. She looked at the pale face and felt very heartbroken.
Emperor Wen stood up and said to Wu Ling'er, "He's fine now. Come sit with me..." He turned and looked at Nangong Yiyu, "You should go back. We have a morning court tomorrow. Remember to ask the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor for a proposal regarding the Heavenly Sacrifice... Xiaoguan Fu will go."
Nangong Yi Yu was shocked. Through what happened tonight, he finally understood that this kid was really the Majesty's illegitimate son, and was deeply loved by the Majesty. Since the humble official was going to the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony, he would offer sacrifices to the Taimiao after returning.
It was natural for Fu Xiaoguan to change his surname to Guizong and have his name recorded in the Golden Book, and the next most likely major event would be the abolition of the crown prince.
You have to concentrate on doing this and don't make any mistakes again.
He bowed and withdrew, and Emperor Wen took Wu Ling'er to the study.
"Your mother attacked Fu Xiaoguan, so your father abolished your mother and banished her to the cold palace. Your father must let you know about this."
Wu Linger was suddenly shocked and her eyes widened. Was this what her mother did?
Why did my mother do this?
But she immediately thought of the cause and effect, and realized that she was so obsessed with Fu Xiaoguan that she had never thought of such a possibility.
Now that things have happened, it cannot be undone, but she, but she is caught in extreme contradiction.
On one side is Fu Xiaoguan, whom she has been thinking about all the time, and on the other side is her mother who dotes on her... This makes her mind confused and she doesn't know how to face and accept it.
"Father knows this will hurt you, but Father must do this, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Wu Linger didn't hear what Emperor Wen said next.
Her tears flowed again, and then she turned and ran out, into the clouds and mist, and no one knew where she went.
…
As the sky gradually brightened and clouds sank over Kyoto, one could clearly see the beautiful sight of clouds circling the city from the Cloud Viewing Terrace.
Wu Linger sat under the old pine tree all night and thought all night.
There were traces of tears on her face as she looked at the increasingly brilliant glow in the sky - it was so beautiful, so magnificent.
She wiped her face, which was cold and wet, that was the dew left by the clouds.
She used dew to wipe away the tears on her face, and her fair face bloomed with beautiful colors in the brilliant sunshine.
"Mother, he has no desires. He will not threaten the position of Crown Prince at all. Why are you doing this?"
"I will save you, but I will not forgive you!"
"Feel sorry!"
She turned and left with a firm step, wearing a cloak made of colorful clouds!
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