Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"I see who dares—"

With the eighth prince's cold drink, hundreds of armored guards with red cloth strips on their heads rushed out of the side hall, and together with the guards standing on the main hall, they surrounded the hundreds of civil and military officials in the hall. real.

A group of people in black subconsciously stopped their movements.

"Hahaha!" The eighth prince smiled presumptuously. After he had laughed enough, he looked at Emperor Guangde coldly: "Father, do you think it's yours, or the swords of my men-even if you don't If you want to kill me, you have to think about this Manchu civil and military and my good fifth brother, right?"

"You, you—" Emperor Guangde panted roughly, staring, and his face flushed. He pointed at the Eighth Prince, trembling all over.

The Eighth Prince didn't care, he stretched out his hand, and Tao An, who stood by Hou Li, immediately and respectfully delivered a blank imperial decree.

He threw the imperial decree on the imperial case, saying: "It's useless to talk nonsense, Father, it's all for this purpose, I'll give you two choices, or you take the initiative to leave me..."

A flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and he said word by word: "Or, after I have slaughtered this Manchu civil and military, I will take it myself."

Emperor Guangde's face was ashes.

Should it be said that it is the fault of the father to raise or not, or should it be said that the geese will eventually be pecked by them!

As he was talking, the sound of fighting outside the palace slowly weakened, replaced by waves of neat and powerful footsteps.

Emperor Guangde certainly knew what this meant. He took a deep breath and swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, trying to delay time. He asked, "When did you start thinking about it?"

He asked vaguely, after all, after all, father and son cannibalism, it was a scandal after all.

The eighth prince understood, he laughed at himself, and his expression became cold again: "Not far away, it's a matter of 22 years, when there was a drought in Qingzhou and the refugees rioted. For the first time in my life, I tasted it. The feeling of wealth and life being dominated by others, panic, horror, and trepidation... From that moment on, I swear that I will ascend to this supreme position and stand above tens of thousands of people no matter what in this life."

Emperor Guangde closed his eyes, a tear slid from the corner of his eyes, and then opened them again. He said, "For so many years, I have asked myself if I treat you badly."

How can I say that the Eighth Prince was also his favorite young son, otherwise he would not support the Eighth Prince after the fall of the Great Prince. Once upon a time, he had the idea of ​​establishing the Eighth Prince as heir after a hundred years.

"This is true." The eighth prince smiled like he didn't smile: "But you shouldn't be wrong, and chose Gu Shian. Have you ever thought about what I will end up doing if you do this?"

There are a few who have always failed to seize a concubine!

Only knowing to blame others without introspection, Emperor Guangde was completely disappointed in him. After a while, he eased his breath and continued: "I will ask you again, when did you collude with Gan Zhengfu? ."

Gan Zhengfu was a closed disciple of the previous Hubu Shangshu, and the previous Hubu Shangshu was his confidant, so Emperor Guangde always thought that the Hubu was firmly in his hands.

All of a sudden, the gazes of all the officials all looked at Gan Zhengfu. Gan Zhengfu was calm, and regarded these resentful and disgusting gazes as nothing.

"It's been a few years ago. The Zhang family in my backyard is the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Gan." Xu Shi was too confident, or broke the jar, the eighth prince had no scruples, and even asked one get one free: " There is also this inner minister Tao, who is trusted by you, who sold you for three hundred thousand taels of silver."

When he said this, his expression of contempt was naturally aimed at Tao An.

He looked down on two kinds of people the most in his life. One was the **** who was bullying and afraid of hard work, and the other was the slave who was betrayed by the master. But Tao An had both touched them.

When the big event is over, the first thing he wants to get rid of is Tao An.

The Eighth Prince's eyes sank, only to blame for knowing too much.

Tao An's noodles didn't change the color, as if nothing happened.

The Eighth Prince finally said: "Father, you are really a failure as an emperor."

Emperor Guangde looked at him with a dazed face, and muttered: "If you can use all these thoughts in the affairs of the government, why not have the last laugh."

The Eighth Prince sneered: "But isn't it me who is the last laugh now?"

Emperor Guangde didn't speak, but stared in the direction of the palace gate in a daze.

The eighth prince didn't feel a sudden sudden change in his heart, and then followed the sight of Emperor Guangde.

At this moment, the gate of the palace was smashed open. It was not the imperial guard he thought he had rushed in, but a group of soldiers in strange costumes. The officer headed by the officer knelt down on one knee: "Final Cao Changtu, help. Please forgive me if you are late."

The next sentence reads: "Long live the enlightenment, the enemy who has come to commit crimes has been exhausted."

The eighth prince looked stagnant.

Gan Zhengfu blurted out: "How is it possible?"

That was nearly 15,000 troops in the elite "Twelve Regiment Battalion" of the Imperial Guard!

The eight princes were struck by lightning.

Breathing stagnated for a moment, but it was only for a moment. The Eighth Prince, who understood his situation, made a decisive decision and decided to break the boat. He ordered: "Hands—"

Then he stretched out his hand to catch Emperor Guangde, and what he hit was the idea of ​​taking Emperor Guangde as a hostage.

But I didn't want to. At the next moment, with the sound of a sword being unsheathed, a cold thing stuck to his neck.

The eighth prince's pupils tightened, and his outstretched hand froze in midair.

A familiar voice came from my ears: "Eight brother, there is a sentence, I have to return it to you, if I don't have perfect preparation, would I dare to do this?"

The eighth prince turned his neck with difficulty and looked around. Not only the armored guards with red cloth straps on their heads but also the guards standing in the hall, they seemed to be motionless without hearing his orders.

By this time, how could he not know that he was fooled by Meng Zezhi.

Just listen to Meng Zezhi's words: "After you have finished performing, it's my turn."

"It's over, it's all over..."

Gan Zhengfu came back to his senses and muttered to himself, and then as if he had made some determination, he was ruthless in his heart, and raised his foot to hit a pillar not far away.

Then he was firmly pressed to the ground by the swift hand of Jinwei.

"Destroying the Nine Clan..." Seeing that he couldn't struggle, Gan Zhengfu closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Emperor Guangde's tense nerves finally relaxed. He didn't know what kind of mood he was now, sad, happy, relieved...

With a wow, he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell backwards crookedly.

"Father!"

"Long live!"

In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Guangde was lying on the bed, Meng Zezhi knelt down in front of the bed, and the princes and princes knelt down. What we heard was the cry of concubines in the side hall.

The old lady retracted his hand on Emperor Guangde's wrist, shook his head at Meng Zezhi, and then bowed back.

Emperor Guangde opened a pair of wax **** and stared at the top of the bed blankly.

The Eighth Prince was right, what he did as the emperor was indeed a failure.

In his early years, he was driven by Tatar and swept the ground with majesty. In his later years, he betrayed his confidant, and his son turned his head back.

He couldn't help but to his ancestors who worked so hard to lay down this foundation, to the four elder brothers who died in the battle, and to the people of this world.

He said with a weak voice: "Prince—"

"Father." With red eyes, Meng Zezhi knelt forward and moved two steps forward.

Dang even a **** shouted: "Quiet."

The crying in the side hall instantly disappeared.

Emperor Guangde grabbed Meng Zezhi’s hand and said with a trembling: “After I die, you will inherit the throne of the emperor. , I hope you will cultivate your body, be diligent, and be proficient in admonition."

"Children follow the decree." Meng Zezhi burst into tears instantly.

Emperor Guangde panted roughly, and continued: "Rui King, Hui King, and Zhao King, choose a good place for each, and Ling has long been a vassal."

These three kings did not get involved in the controversy for the conquest, so they were preserved.

"The King of Xiang (the eldest prince) and the King of Chu (the second prince) are demoted to common people and will never be allowed to enter Beijing."

These two kings are now locked in their respective residences. The former colluded with Tatar and murdered Zhongliang, and the latter fabricated imperial examination fraud cases, which was the chief culprit in the Yellow River breach in Henan.

"As for the King of Tang (Eight Princes)," the boss of Emperor Guangde stared at him, his fingers tightened weakly: "Kill—"

Meng Zezhi couldn't understand what he meant, so he choked and said, "I understand."

"Okay, okay..." Emperor Guangde closed his eyes contentedly, his voice getting lower and lower.

It is because he failed again when the emperor did it. Fortunately, he still has an excellent successor. So, in the future, Emperor Taizu will never blame him on Huangquan Road!

Watching as the palm of his hand slipped weakly, Meng Zezhi cried out in pain, "Father!"

The civil and military officials cried out with a sad cry: "Long live!"

…

In the Hall of Jiaotai, listening to the eunuch's transmission, Xiao's fiddle with the Buddhist beads became stagnant, and her tight spine instantly loosened. She opened her eyes and tears filled her eyes.

Finally, it's the day.

The enlightened ladies couldn’t take care of the horror on the lower side, and rushed towards Xiao Clan. Their hearts were filled with sourness, but they had to congratulate them in a good voice: "Congratulations, Mrs. Song Guogong..."

This person is not the same as a person. With good luck, the mud-legged man who clearly married, eventually became the country's lord. The cheap son who was raised casually became the emperor in a flash.

In the afternoon, the bells of Fengtian Temple continued to ring, announcing the death of Emperor Daxing.

Then, Meng Zezhi was busy becoming a top.

On the sixth day of June, it was announced that the Daxing Emperor Long Yu Shangbin, and the edict of the Daxing Emperor was passed on. After Three Requests and Three Resignations, Meng Ze knew that he was the emperor of the former heir to the coffin of Emperor Daxing, and the capital was under martial law.

On the eighth day, the emperor Daxing's will was promulgated.

On the tenth day of the tenth day, officials were sent to make sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven, Taimiao, and Sheji altar, and an obituary was issued to the subject country. The nine gates of the capital were closed.

On the 12th, the emperor of Daxing was engulfed, and senior officials of noble ranks and above were in front of Qingning Palace, setting up several cases of burning incense, kneeling and giving wine, and mourning. Officials and wives of Grade 3 and below were gathered outside the gate of the Qing Dynasty, orderly and mourning. The temples and temples ringed 30,000 times.

On the next day, Emperor Daxing's Palace was installed in Chongzheng Hall, and the royal princes cried for three days.

Starting from the fourth day, all the princes and hundreds of officials will stay overnight for 27 days. After this day, they will cry once, and the soldiers and civilians will be extricated in mourning.

On July 13, Daxing Emperor Zi Palace moved to the Palace of Shouhuang in Jingshan to prepare for a funeral.

On the 20th, Emperor Zi Gong was buried in Zhaoling Mausoleum, and the temple was named Yang Taizong, and the posthumous posthumous name was Emperor Huiwu.

In the country, it is stunned, loving the people and benefiting, and fighting troubles, it is martial arts.

On the 26th, Meng Zezhi held the enthronement ceremony in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, renamed "Ningwu".