After usurping the throne, he died

Chapter 1

??【The first day of the first lunar month in the 12th year of Zhaoxu was supposed to be the day of family reunion, but the prince Mu Yu was arrested by the second prince Mu Xiang because of his intention to rebel.

??The Emperor Mu Huaihe of Xiangguo couldn't accept the prince's usurpation of the throne, so he died of anger and lived without confusion.

?? So far, the imperial city has changed hands. 】

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??The bright red blood slid down the white fingertips, smashed into the puddles on the ground, and splashed a bright blood flower.

?? Suddenly touched a drop of cold on the face - it's raining.

?? Perhaps the heavens could not see this inhumane crime, so it rained heavily, trying to wash away the bloody imperial city tonight.

??The confidant was wearing armor and had just emerged from the sea of ​​blood. He asked hesitantly: "The prince..."

??Mu Xiang regained consciousness from the trance, and paused for a long time before saying: "Prince Mu Yu intends to usurp the throne, and he will be thrown into a prison. He will order Zuo Tianyou, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments... to be interrogated at a later date."

?? The confidant was slightly stunned, surprised that his master didn't want to kill the prince immediately.

?? There are corpses all over the surrounding area, all of them are the prince's soldiers.

??Mu Xiang looked up in a daze, and the big raindrops fell one by one. He closed his eyes, and his ears were clear.

??The flashes of swords just now seemed to be just a dream, completely out of proportion to the present silence.

?? If it weren't for the blood slowly dripping from the cracks in the ground with the rain, and the strong fishy smell permeating the tip of his nose, Mu Xiang would have thought that everything was really just a big dream.

??The old man died of poisoning, and Mu Xiang claimed that he died because of the prince's usurpation of the throne.

??The only two people who could stop him from ascension to the throne are no longer threatening. As for the other princes, they are nothing but mobs, not worth mentioning.

??Mu Xiang turned his head slowly, the seat above the high hall of Jinluan was his from now on.

??Old things are extravagant, even the dragon chair is made of pure gold, which is cold and cold, like the hearts of emperors of all ages.

??Mu Xiang didn't set foot on the high hall, but crushed his fingertips awkwardly, and hurried towards Weiyang Palace, his subordinates followed closely behind under umbrellas.

?? The closer he got, the slower his steps became, and a white figure came into view, as bright and clear as the falling moon in the water.

??Mu Xiang looked at himself with downcast eyes. Knowing that his hands would be stained with blood today, he changed into a black silk dress in advance, and the blood splashed on it was not conspicuous.

?? The bloody smell that should have been strong on the body was also diluted a little by the sudden heavy rain.

??He waved his hand lightly, and the subordinate who was holding the umbrella retreated wisely.

??After deliberating for a while, Mu Xiang looked at the people in front of him and mentioned the most irrelevant thing today: "I heard that the national teacher didn't have dinner today."

?? "The prince is pure in nature, and he is not a person who likes or hates. I hope His Highness will let him live."

??The man in white was slender and slightly taller than Mu Xiang. He stood sideways in front of the porch with an indifferent expression. Even if he was pleading for the crown prince, he seemed to be talking about something irrelevant.

??Mu Xiang hates his attitude of indifference to the world the most, as if no matter what happens around him, nothing can cause ripples in his heart.

?? "The national teacher is joking."

?? Mu Xiang said with a cold face: "Have you ever heard of a generation of princes who seized the throne who would spare their siblings?"

What's more, that person was the former Lord of the Eastern Palace. Keeping him alive would be like raising a tiger. Countless ministers in the court have their hearts attached to the crown prince. Today is an opportunity that Mu Xiang has planned for for three years. How could he let it go easily? Prince Mu Yu.

?? Hearing this, the man in white turned around, revealing his complete face.

?? This face was born flawlessly, the outline is finely crafted and smooth, the complexion is indifferent, the eyebrows are cold, like a god.

??Mu Xiang was even more annoyed when he looked at Shang Guoshi without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"Shi He, don't even think about it..."

?? "Tomorrow is a snowy day, Your Highness might as well wear more clothes."

??Mu Xiang suffocated for breath, and the second half of the sentence was stuck in his mouth. Don't want me to let him die.

??He was born weak, and after his mother and concubine were cast into the cold palace, all his salary and benefits were deducted by the powerful palace people. He suffered from the cold in winter and the flames in summer, and his health deteriorated every day. day.

?? This is the second time that Shi He cares about him...or maybe it can't be called caring, just a casual sentence.

??The rain tended to fall harder and harder, and a thunderclap sounded from the sky. Mu Xiang's arms trembled uncontrollably, and the atmosphere was a little stalemate for a while.

?? "I can let him go, but I want you to live in this Weiyang Palace—"

??Mu Xiang stared at Shi He's indifferent face, trying to make himself look as calm as possible: "And he is not allowed to leave the imperial city for the rest of his life."

??Shi He frowned slightly, and it was rare for him to have some mood swings.

?? But there was no anger at all. He didn't even ask why, and just said "OK".

??Mu Xiang: "..."

??The goal was achieved, but he didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he felt a bit more inexplicably empty.

"It's getting late." Shi He glanced at Mu Xiang's neck, "Your Highness might as well take a bath earlier."

??Mu Xiang was slightly startled, followed his gaze and wiped his neck, touching a piece of scarlet——

?? It should be the blood spattered by Prince Mu Yu's personal guard just now.

?? He lowered his eyes for a moment, then turned and left.

?? "The national teacher rests early, and tomorrow I will send someone to deliver some daily necessities."

??The palace changes are coming to an end, there are still too many things in the palace walls that Mu Xiang needs to deal with.

??Although the ministers knew that he was trying to seize the throne, they still wanted to give an explanation to the people of the world.

??Besides, this palace change caused heavy casualties, especially the soldiers and guards who stood on the side of Prince Mu Yu. Mu Xiang needed to appease the frightened ministers. There will be fear of life.

?? After leaving Shihe's side, Mu Xiang didn't care much about the attire. He wiped the blood on his neck casually and came to Tianyufang.

??Tianyufang is the place where the emperor summoned his courtiers and dealt with the government affairs. In the past, Mu Xiang was always the one who was summoned. He stood far away from the stage, lowered his eyebrows, and listened to his father's displeased words.

??He stepped up this step for the first time, came to the imperial desk, lightly tapped the table with his slender and bloodless fingertips, circled around, and stroked the imperial desk made of golden nanmu. chair.

??The moment he sat down, his personal guard immediately bowed in the audience: "Congratulations, master, your wishes come true—long live my emperor—"

??Mu Xiang was silent for a while, but the expected success in winning the title did not come.

??He ordered calmly: "Notify the Ministry of Rites, and the enthronement ceremony will take place in seven days."

??"Yes!"

??…

??It rained all night, and Mu Xiang also stayed up all night.

?? He summoned courtiers one after another, intimidated and lured them, and at the same time 'strangled' their lives, he also promised to be a reasonable emperor, so that Xiangguo would continue to maintain the peace and prosperity that his ancestors had planned for many years.

?? The most difficult thing to deal with is the prime minister, Song Jin, who is approaching his sixtieth year, and his hair is mostly white. He is the oldest minister.

??Song Jin is an old man who followed Yadi before he became emperor. Yadi died young due to old illness shortly after he conquered the great country. However, before he died of illness, he was crowned as the Grand Master of Song and Jin and awarded a piece of paper Danshu——

?? Commonly known as death-free gold medal.

??It's a pity that Mu Huaihe, who succeeds Emperor Ya, is an emperor who likes to talk but does nothing.

??Since he succeeded to the throne for 15 years, Mu Huaihe has been extravagant, corrupt, and addicted to sex and sex. He has put aside Yadi's order to expand the territory, and even ceded seven cities in foreign lands because of defeat.

??If Song and Jin hadn't been there to assist, Xiangguo might have been divided up by other countries that were eyeing it.

?? He gathers old ministers, important ministers, and loyal ministers together, and no one can move him. Moving him is tantamount to shaking the foundation of the country, and people will be panicked.

?? The most troublesome thing is that he once publicly said that he is very optimistic about Prince Mu Yu.

??He, like Shi He, has high expectations for Mu Yu.

??Mu Xiang squeezed between his eyebrows, the sound of the rain outside finally became quieter, and the light of day shone in, making his eyes hurt.

"It's dawn." He put down the pen in his hand, "The Grand Master still doesn't want to see me?"

?? "The prime minister said he was ill, and has closed the door to thank guests."

??The person standing under the stage at this moment bent down and lowered his eyes was Shang Xi, the chief eunuch next to the former emperor Mu Huaihe. Mu Xiang was able to seize the throne so easily, and it was also due to his credit.

?? "Are you feeling ill?" Mu Xiang stood up, "Prepare some tonics, and go to meet the Grand Master."

??Shang Xi hesitated: "This..."

??Mu Xiang saw it very thoroughly. He caressed the expensive wooden chair: "If you want to sit in this seat securely, the support of the grand master is indispensable."

?? At least not let his famous words object.

??As long as Song Jin does not compromise for a day, then many courtiers who once supported Mu Yu will always have expectations.

??Mu Xiang took Shang Xi with him, and walked into the prime minister's mansion in a stately manner without a personal guard by his side.

??Song Jin, who declared that he was ill, was lying on the bed with a pale face, coughing from time to time.

"Your Highness, please go back."

?? Maybe it was Mu Xiang's illusion that Song Jin had more white hair on his head.

??Song Jin covered his mouth and coughed suddenly: "I don't have what the Second Highness wants here."

??Mu Xiang looked down at him for a while: "I didn't come to ask for military power in the Northwest."

?? "..." Song Jin raised his head thoughtfully, "Then what does His Highness want?"

??Mu Xiang waved his hand back, Shang Xi stepped back tactfully, and the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion took a look at Song Jin's expression, and they all left together and closed the door behind them.

?? "I don't want much, I just need the prime minister to support me for two years."

"..." Song Jin's old face wrinkled, "Second Highness should be clear, it's not yours, and it will never be yours."

??Mu Xiang paused slightly, thinking of Shi He from this sentence of Song Jin.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Mu Xiang smiled faintly, "The Grand Master should know that if the state of Xiang is in a very dangerous situation and its position among the Seven Kingdoms is at stake—"

??Song Jin spoke his last words for Mu Xiang: "Your Highness wants to say that you are more suitable for the throne than the crown prince?"

"Yes, it seems that you feel the same way." Mu Xiang admitted frankly, with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Mu Yu is too pure and good to be suitable for this world."

??Song Jin said calmly: "If the prince is not pure and good, how could he be thrown into prison at this moment and be occupied by doves and magpies?"

??Mu Xiang didn't care about the sarcasm in his words: "The winner is the king. Wasn't Mu Huaihe the same?"

??Song Jin frowned uncomfortably. The upbringing engraved in his bones made him unable to accept the behavior of a prince calling his father directly.

"Including Yadi, whom you respect wholeheartedly, didn't you also kill the brothers who fought side by side to win the country?"

"Presumptuous!" Song Jin coughed violently, his aged face turned red with anger, his eyes were like sharp knives, he wished he could kill the rebellious Mu Xiang on the spot.

"Don't get excited, Xiangguo still needs a grand master, please take care of your health."

?? Mu Xiang was concerned, but his expression was extremely indifferent: "I didn't come here today to anger you, I just wanted to make a deal with the Grand Master."

??Song Jin knew that Prince Mu Yu's life was still in Mu Xiang's hands, so even if he didn't want to, he could only hold back his anger and listen to Mu Xiang's words.

??No one knew exactly what Mu Xiang, who was about to become emperor, had talked with the prime minister, but when Mu Xiang left, Song Jin went out to see him off in person, and said in a deep voice, "I hope Your Highness will keep his promise."