"Your Majesty, take care of yourself!" Qiu Defu advised carefully, "Your Majesty, aren't you going to make the elixir today? Several Taoist priests are ready, just waiting for your Majesty's order." The old emperor snorted coldly, "Wei Wubing, that old man, is against me. What do you think we should do?" Qiu Defu screamed in his heart, his life was in danger! That was Eunuch Wei, the old man, a master, what could he do? He could only lie down and watch. On one side was the old emperor, and on the other side was Wei Wubing, he couldn't afford to offend either of them. "Your Majesty, Eunuch Wei is only responsible for protecting the safety of His Royal Highness Prince Zhong." The implication was that as long as Prince Zhong was safe, Wei Wubing would not come forward to stop him. When the mutiny abolished the crown prince, Wei Wubing did the same thing, and never made an official appearance. However, he only knew one thing, not the other. The old emperor was always afraid of Wei Wubing. During the coup to depose the crown prince, he always kept his bottom line and did not dare to send troops to attack the Eastern Palace. He did not dare to "confirm" the rebellion of the Eastern Palace because Wei Wubing was guarding the Eastern Palace at the time and protecting the safety of Prince Zhong. As a result, things became awkward. Up to now, the old emperor has been burdened with all the infamy.
According to the old emperor's original idea, he would send troops to attack the Eastern Palace and force the three thousand guards of the Eastern Palace to rebel. Once the fight started, all the charges would be against the Eastern Palace. Who would dare to say no to the Eastern Palace's rebellion? He had no choice but to depose the crown prince because the Eastern Palace "rebelled first" and had to take military measures. I couldn't bear the killing of father and son, so I would just spare the life of the deposed crown prince. The ending was all thought out. Just because Wei Wubing was guarding the Eastern Palace, the old emperor was afraid to take the step of attacking the Eastern Palace. As a result, he is now in a passive position, and the King of Chu dares to rebel. The old emperor is clearly tying himself up in knots. Whenever he thought of this, the old emperor felt depressed, but he had nowhere to vent. He even pretended to compensate the loyal prince. However, this step at least saved a little reputation. Bang, bang, bang... Another crazy smash. As the first confidant, Qiu Defu couldn't figure out the source of the old emperor's anger at this moment. He felt that the old emperor was becoming more and more thoughtful and unfathomable. "Your Majesty, calm down!" He could only advise diligently, "Your Majesty, it's not worth it to ruin your health for the popularity of irrelevant people." The old emperor was furious, "Go and call Wei Wubing, I want to ask him in person what he wants to do. Is he sincerely against me?" Qiu Defu:... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. I feel that I won't live long. He cautiously probed: "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to ask Eunuch Wei to come and question him?" The old emperor turned his head and stared at him intently. Qiu Defu knelt down on the spot in fear, "I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" "You are right. What's the point of asking that old man to come? It will only make me angry. Forget it, forget it. Anyway, I am not very happy to see that old man." Qiu Defu died and came back to life, soaked all over. But before he could take a breath, he heard the old emperor's order: "When Prince Zhong comes, let him kneel outside the palace door and reflect on himself. When he realizes his mistakes, he will wake up." Qiu Defu was confused. The old emperor did not explain, but turned to the side hall next door, ready to make elixirs and cultivate immortality with the Taoists.
... Late at night. Chen Guanlou came out of Hua Street, staggered to the corner, untied his belt and released water to the corner. Hua Street is next to the river. In the middle of the night, there were frogs croaking all around, even so noisy that it once covered the noise inside the building. The night wind was hot and blew on my face, making me sticky. The cat jumped onto the roof, looked around with glass-like eyes, and ran away. There were one or two noises in some houses, probably because someone got up to relieve himself in the middle of the night. Chen Guanlou staggered towards his home in the back alley of the Marquis's mansion, walking through streets and alleys all the way, perhaps to take a shortcut and go into remote alleys. As a grown man, he was naturally not afraid. The stars in the sky were covered by clouds, and the moon also hid. In the dark night, a cold light rushed towards me. I'm dead! The man in black who had been following him, while he was drawing his knife, thought that this task was too simple. He was just a jailer, and he was too careful before, which made him look insecure. Bang! The sound of metal collision! Hmm? Why couldn't his knife move? Why did the knife stop in front of the little jailer's forehead and couldn't move any further. What? What did he see? The little jailer actually caught his fatal knife with only two fingers. The metal collision sound came from the iron ring on the jailer's finger. "You..." What kind of warrior is pretending to be a little jailer? Is it just for two taels of silver? However, as soon as he said "you", he could no longer speak. The knife in his hand broke. There was an extra hand on his neck, a hand that was pinching him and ready to take his life at any time. The man in black was shocked. The person in front of him was definitely not the little jailer in the information. He didn't believe that a jailer could catch his fatal knife. "Who are you? Who sent you?" Chen Guanlou was really curious. It has been peaceful for a long time. It was the last time he was followed and assassinated.
He has been very honest recently. He has not provoked any big shots. He has been visiting brothels and practicing martial arts every day. Who is so desperate that he actually sent someone to assassinate him. He is also a fourth-rank warrior. "Who are you?" the man in black asked. Chen Guanlou reached out and uncovered the face of the man in black. An extremely ordinary and unfamiliar face was thrown into the crowd and no one paid attention to it. "Now it's my turn to ask you a question to find out your situation. Who sent you here?" "Yes, yes...poof..." Blood spurted out. Chen Guanlou quickly retreated. Fortunately, he avoided it in time and was not stained with blood. Looking at the man in black again, he is already dead. He turned out to be a dead soldier. Before doing the task, I had already swallowed the poison. Chen Guanlou is confused? He is just a jailer! Although he is a jailer, in the eyes of the world, he is always just a jailer. How virtuous and capable he is, someone actually sent a fourth-grade death soldier to kill him. As for that? Is this necessary? He is a very good citizen. There is no better citizen than him in the whole capital. Work on time, enjoy yourself when you have time, spend money when you have it, and never be a miser. It has contributed a lot to Daqian’s GDP. For a good citizen like him to be assassinated by a dead soldier, is there any justice or royal law? Dog barks! The night patrolmen from the Bingma Division smelled the smell and came! The wind is tight, pull! The way home was as slow as it was before, and it will be as fast as it will be in the future. I got home, took a cold shower, and then sat in the yard drinking tea to sober up. Qi Wuxiu climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and saw this scene: a shirtless man sitting under a peach tree and thinking about a woman. So, he opened his mouth and said, "It's time for you to get a wife." Chen Guanlou gave the other party a middle finger in return.