I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 9 From now on, there will be no more her emperor teacher in this world

Yu Heng and his wife are deeply in love with each other, but their children are not related, and there is only one daughter Yu Han under their knees.Mrs. Yu doted on her only daughter, and Yu Heng's voice was stern, which formed Yu Han's arrogant disposition of disobeying discipline.

Rong Cen was still King Yi last year, and was bestowed a marriage by the late emperor, and Yu Han entered the palace and became her side concubine.The two were childhood sweethearts, and they had no doubts about their affection outside, and they were more in love with their compatriots'siblings' in private. Although there were many rules in the palace, Rong Cen did not restrain her, and Yu Han's temperament changed at that time.

But after the death of the first emperor, not only "Rong Cen" was addicted to beauty and singing every night, Yu Han, who became a noble concubine, also raised a male favorite.At the beginning, Yu Han had some scruples, but Yu Heng's persuasion made her rebellious, and when she got tired of hearing it, she became more unscrupulous. In the past six months, the father and daughter have been at odds with each other.

There are even rumors in Kyoto that "the emperor's teacher lives his whole life, only his failures".

Rong Cen went to Changle Palace on purpose before leaving the palace, but Yu Han didn't see her.The maid also only said that the empress was unwell and could not see the guests.

She wasn't sure if Yu Han still had a grudge against her father, and she could only use the prepared drafts for Madam Yu.

"Jiaojiao caught the wind and cold last night, and developed a high fever this morning, and his body couldn't stand running around. Therefore..."

Words are far-fetched.

No matter how big the reason is, the dead is the biggest reason, let alone the death of the father.

Madam Yu let go of her hand and was no longer attached.With bitter tears all over her face, she paid respects to Rong Cen, "My wife is impolite, please come back, Your Majesty."

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

It is also human nature for Madam Yu to resent her.

It's just that since Rong Cen decided to send the emperor's teacher off for the last time, it was impossible for him to leave halfway.

The funeral followed the customs of Yu Heng's hometown, offering condolences in the morning, funeral meals at noon, and funeral at the end of the day.

A teacher for a day, a father for life.Rong Cen threw the basin on her behalf when she woke up. She was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, and stood at the front of the mourning team holding Yu Heng's spirit seat.

The sky was cloudy and drizzling, the erhu was full of mourning and joy, Madam Yu was crying miserably, and there was no time to take care of her.

From Yu Mansion on the outskirts of the city to Shengzhou Cemetery is not far away, three steps, one kneeling and three kowtows, repeating this, it took nearly two hours to perform three kneelings and nine kowtows.

Only Rong Cen stood the whole time. As a student, she should have knelt down, but those old ministers cried and refused to let her kneel, saying that it was a taboo for her emperor to condescend to hold the spiritual throne. Yinde is kneeling down.

It was already dark when the emperor's teacher was buried in the ground.

The dark clouds above the head are low-pressure and dim, like ink stains, eerie and weird, making people feel frightened.

It is very similar to the day when the late emperor died.

With the help of the lit torch, Rong Cen's eyes fell on the still ink on the stele, recalling the time when he was apprenticed to a teacher.

Yu Heng bent down to look at the villain who was not as tall as his knees, stroked her head and said with a smile to Yan Yan: "May the young man ride the wind and waves, and never forget the skill of turning rain."

And since then, there is no more her emperor teacher in this world.

A round of moon quietly pushed away the dark clouds while no one was paying attention, emitting a dim light.

Tomorrow, or fine weather.
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twenty six.

At the right time, the bell rang and the gate of the palace opened wide.

Rong Cen sat on the dragon chair and watched the courtiers enter the palace in an orderly manner.A few elderly officials in front of the queue staggered and trembled, as if they would be blown down by the wind at any time.

Perhaps it was she who came to the Yu Mansion in person to settle the hearts of the old ministers. At this time, the royalist party headed by the prime minister shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The regent and queen mother were completely ignored.

But the party ministers themselves are extremely good at finding a sense of presence.

"The emperor hasn't come to court early for a long time, but he came here suddenly, but for the throne of Zen? I wonder if the emperor has prepared an edict to abdicate and let the virtuous?"

It was still the Empress Dowager Party who took the lead and pointed the finger at Rong Cen.

The behavior seems to be forcing the palace.

Before Rong Cen could respond, the next party official came out to speak.

"Your Majesty, in the past six months my country has struggled to operate in Dayin. Thanks to His Highness the Prince Regent supervising the administration of the country, the country is safe and sound! I think that if the Emperor has no intention of taking the throne, he should rest in His Highness the Prince Regent!"

Oh, and this is for the Regent's side.

Then, another party official who refused to admit defeat spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Xi Wang is your real brother. Regardless of the deep brotherhood, His Royal Highness Xi Wang is high-spirited and upright. If Huai Jin holds Yu, if he succeeds to the throne, he will be a well-deserved benevolent and virtuous monarch! Therefore, I think... Sigh Yo!"

Well, this is from King Xi's faction.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was smashed in the head by something flying from the apse.

A day later, the clear and crisp sound of breaking resounded in the Golden Luan Hall again.

"That's enough! Don't your lords feel that your fate is too long, and you actually intervene in the affairs of the royal family?"

The assassination failed yesterday, and the dragon guards were still put in prison. The queen mother lost her wife and lost her army, but the emperor returned to the palace with all his tail.Although Rong Cen was not unscathed, the injury was clearly faked deliberately to avoid future troubles of the Dragon Guard.

How could the Queen Mother not be angry when she heard this, last night she dropped three jasper finger rings, it can be said that she was about to lose her anger.

He couldn't sleep well all night, and when he came to dream of the late emperor, he was irritated again. He was already in a bad mood, but when he saw the various parties fighting for the throne in the morning, his face was even more gloomy.

She really wanted to put the emperor to death, but the good time had passed, and since she didn't die, she would continue to be her puppet.

The emperor must never live in Zen.

"The emperor is the orthodox of Dayin, who is ordered by heaven to live forever, how can you let him abolish it as soon as he says it!"

The Empress Dowager stared at the man who had been her marionette for half a year on the dragon chair, and there was a icy touch between her fingers. It was the new jasper finger ring prepared in advance by the very winking palace maid.

With the Queen Mother suppressing all parties, this farce ended hastily without Rong Cen's intervention.

I don't know the intention, but the current situation is beneficial to Rong Cen.

She drank tea to moisten her throat, ready to settle old accounts.

"Where is the Governor of Kyoto?"

"The minister is here!"

A man in purple official uniform came out, he was young, he was in his prime, and he was overweight. In addition, the behavior of shutting down the wrong person seemed a bit silly.

"Can the assassin interrogate clearly yesterday?"

"Reporting to the emperor," the pressure from all sides above the head, the governor of Jingdu knelt down in fright, his sleeves kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, already panicking, "I am incompetent, I haven't yet..."

Knowing that he had arrested the wrong person, he stayed up all night in fear, his eyes were black and blue, and he felt that he was going to faint in the next moment.

The regent said: "If you dare to assassinate the emperor in the street, this king thinks that there is no need for another trial, and he will be beheaded in the afternoon. What does the queen mother think?"

"The Ai family also thinks so."

With a distance of dozens of steps between the front hall and the back hall, and the bead curtains that collided with the wind, Rong Cen could hear the Queen Mother's voice like gnashing silver teeth.

She turned her head to look to the left, and the Prince Regent looked at each other tacitly.

Then the next topic was raised: "Since the case can be closed, I would like to invite you to discuss the matter of the Nanxun envoy."

"What else is there to discuss about this matter! The regent king has clearly stated that all seventeen envoys were killed. Now that the emperor refuses to admit it, how can the ministers explain to Nanxun?"

The courtiers of the queen mother's party, who have been repeatedly frustrated in recent days, have outspokenly clashed.

The royalist party has been the background board for half a year, and finally it can shine again, "The regent and the queen mother, as far as I know, the Nanxun envoys have not been harmed..."

(End of this chapter)