Chapter 1

Cheng Zongyang felt that his lifelong shock had been used up on this night. The supreme emperor died suddenly under his nose. The concubines who were highly favored were erotic like prostitutes. Blood and killings flowed freely in this magnificent palace.

Lu Ji's arrogance and arrogance far exceeded his imagination, but Cheng Zongyang never expected that Lu Ji would be so unscrupulous.

Under the stairs, Lu Ji rode on Youtongqi's buttocks like riding a beautiful little mare, pulling the rope in Youtongqi's neck, tightening it tightly, and his expression was excited and fierce Youtongqi's six senses were forbidden. At this time, he raised his face, his empty eyes were wide open, his mouth wider and wider, and even his tongue stretched out.

The rope deeply penetrated the girl's pink jade neck, strangling her life bit by bit, and for a while, Youtongqi's breathing was cut off, and her breath was gone. Her pink and white jade neck was soft and tilted to the side, and her beautiful face was no longer bloody. Lu Ji's face was full of excitement. He thrust hard inside the snow buttocks that were twitching in Youtongqi's body, and then sprayed it unrestrainedly.

Zhao Hede covered his mouth with his hands, his body trembled, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse. The death of the emperor made her frightened, but the death of Youtongqi made her feel empathetic. If she had not entered the palace on behalf of her, she had suffered all the miserables and finally died unconsciously.

Death is like a lamp extinguished. No matter how honored the status and power are in the world during his lifetime, or how charming the world is, the beauty is peerless, after death, it is just a cold corpse. Everything in his lifetime has no meaning, only darkness, coldness, long and endless death...

Zhao Hede stared at the girl who was as old as her, and looked at her empty eyes and her long tongue... Suddenly, Zhao Hede felt an incomparable fear

It was a fear of facing death. The feeling of fear was so real. Death was like a black rope, slowly but mercilessly tugging in her neck, so cold that it was breathlessly cold.

Suddenly, the side of her face warmed slightly, someone put his mouth to his ear, and then said in a low but clear voice: Don't be afraid that she is not dead

Zhao Hede turned his head and looked at him, Cheng Zongyang nodded with certainty, really, believe me

Zhao Hede's heart relaxed, and a burst of tears almost flowed out

Cheng Zongyang was not a false consolation. After the initial shock, he immediately realized something was wrong. No one could understand his perception of death better than him. Although Youtongqi seemed to have died and had no chance of life, Cheng Zongyang did not feel the breath of death.

The root of life and death will not lie, and she did not feel her death energy, which means that Youtongqi is still alive, and her death is just a false image designed by others, but those people are designed very cleverly. Under the confinement of suffocation coma and the Six-Sense Forbidden Pill, she now looks like a corpse

The two eunuchs took off the ropes on Zhaoyi's body, and while her body was not cold, they applied some medicine on her wrist, knees, and shoulders, rubbed them gently for a few strokes, removed the traces of the rope tied up, and then covered her with a white gauze and dragged them out.

Another eunuch brought his clothes and gently helped Lu Ji wear them.

Lu Ji was dressed neatly, then looked at the stairs

The eunuch next to him said: In order to prevent the people in the palace from escaping, the secret door above held it from outside, it just opened now

Lu Ji nodded, then climbed up the steps

Cheng Zongyang hugged Zhao Hede and pressed tightly on the other side of the baffle. His body seemed to be stuck to it, motionless, holding his breathing tightly.

Fortunately, Lu Ji was just passing by and did not notice that someone was hiding behind the partition. He went out of the secret door, and under the cover of the eunuch, walked around the palace gate, then stopped, rubbed his face hard, pretending to be shocked, as if he had just arrived, and rushed in.

Master! As soon as Lu Ji came in, he burst into tears and cried loudly among the ministers.

Lu Ji rushed to the edge of the bed and cried: The emperor is in full swing... Why did he abandon us and leave! I was ordered to assist in the administration, but I couldn't protect the emperor. It's really a sin that deserves death...

Zhang Yun cried: Grand Sima, you mourn, our Han Dynasty still has to rely on Grand Sima to support Ah...

Huo Zimeng shed a few tears with him, Qi Ran said: The Grand Sima is here, we have a backbone, what should we do next? Please ask Grand Sima to have an idea.

Lu Ji wiped his tears. Has the cause of the emperor's death been found out?

The coroner hasn't come yet, now it seems... it's a condition

Why call the coroner! Lu Ji suddenly changed color. How could people outside see the current scene?

Huo Zimeng said hey, no longer spoke

Several ministers from the Lü family agreed: What the Grand Sima said was that the matter of the palace was related to the face of the emperor. If it was seen by outsiders and spread it privately, it would be a fear of insulting the emperor's name...

It was the late emperor, Lu Ji corrected with a cold face

He looked around and said: The most important thing at the moment is to draw the posthumous title of Prime Minister Wei. If you have good literary strengths, you must draw a posthumous title for the late emperor.

This is to exclude himself from the core circle. No one knows what Wei Xuancheng thinks, but he has no resentment on his face and responds respectfully: Yes

The second thing is the aftermath. Lu Ji said: The death of the late emperor was shocked, and the death was not very elegant. The person who spread the imperial family was told to me that he would say that he was sick.

Huo Zimeng, Zhang Tang and others did not say a word, and several other ministers said it was

As for the daytime, officials of more than 2,000 stones in the capital came to the night. I was young and worked harder. I was on duty for the first three days and then General Huo and Mr. Zhang were on duty.

Lu Ji spoke frivolously and treated the ministers as if nothing had happened. To put it nicely, it was called as if he wanted. To put it bluntly, it was completely nonsense. Funerals were extremely important, and the funerals of the emperor were even more important. There was a complete set of etiquette. Lu Ji's words were not in line with the etiquette of the rituals at all. To put it more seriously, he buried the emperor with the etiquette of the common people.

As soon as these words came out, the hall became cold. Huo Zi and Mengmu looked at their feet, and Zhang Tang didn't even speak, even the ministers who had close ties with the Lu family shut up and did not agree.

Jin Midi kept lying on the ground and mourned. At this time, she struggled to stand up and said excitedly: This words from Grand Sima are not in line with etiquette.

As a general of chariots and cavalry, Jin Midi is a major minister in the court. He is tall and powerful. Lu Ji was already afraid of him. At this time, Jin Midi suddenly stood up and scolded him. Lu Ji, who was originally very proud, panicked and his arrogance suddenly faded.

Seeing Lu Ji showing a panic, an official wearing an embroidered suit next to him stood up. The golden carriage was a bad word for the emperor's banquet. The Grand Sima was the leader of all officials and should preside over the funeral. How could he be incompatible with the etiquette?

Jin Midi just criticized Lu Ji for being unruly and the arrangement of the ceremony was not polite. This man opened his mouth but distorted Jin Midi's criticism to whether the funeral should be presided over by the Grand Sima. It was obviously a mess of the water to make it easier for Lu Ji to get rid of Lu Ji.

Jin Midi is an old minister in the court. He knew that if he explained at this time, he would be able to make trouble even if he had nothing to do. He raised his eyebrows. Who are you?

The official turned a blind eye to Jin Midi's anger, bowed with a humble and arrogant look, and said loudly: The messenger of the embroidered clothes of the lower official, Jiang Chong

Do you know the ceremony and etiquette of the Emperor’s mourning?

Jiang Chong said smoothly: Since it is chaired by the Grand Sima, it should be decided by the Grand Sima.

Huo Zimeng finally spoke, Grand Sima also wants to act according to etiquette. According to your words, Grand Sima can be disregarded by etiquette? You are a slander, a young man

Huo Zimeng spoke, the weight was different. Jiang Chong was scolded by him as a slander in person, let alone talk, and even looked back, he felt that he was not confident enough.

Lu Ji smiled dryly: Everyone discuss, everyone discuss

At this moment, there was a noise outside, and someone shouted: Get out of here! You dare to stop the Queen’s car!

The flesh on Lu Ji's face shook, he glanced at Zhang Yun, and then walked out quickly

Zhao Fei Yàn rode a phoenix chariot, crossing the bridge surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs, holding the young Dingtao king tightly in her arms. Her pale face was covered with tears, and her beautiful eyes were red and swollen.

Lu Ji reluctantly kneeled on his knees, please see the queen

Zhao Fei Yàn ignored it and hurried into the bedroom

Lu Ji's face turned gloomy

The emperor's body was covered with white cloth, but the blood on the couch could not cover Zhao Fei's eyes, as if he was hit by a blow in his head, his figure was shaking.

A palace maid from behind stepped forward to support her, took over the King of Dingtao and handed it over to Sheng Ji for protection.

Cheng Zongyang, hiding in the caisson, breathed a sigh of relief. The palace maid was a poppy girl. She probably went to Changqiu Palace to pass the message after she left, and just escaped the disaster.

Lu Ji was still at the gate of the palace, and slowly grindled his steps with a calm face. Huo Zimeng had to say: Please mourn the queen.

Zhao Fei said in a trembling voice: The Lord is...

The zodiac was verified by my own hands, and Zhang Tang said sadly: The emperor has already been the dragon steering the sky

The sap is to put the light cotton trousers in the mouth and nose of the dead to check whether they have died. Now the minister has experienced it. When he sees the pool of blood on the couch, the subtle luck in Zhao Fei's heart suddenly shattered. She softened her knees and knelt beside the couch, tears burst out from her eyes.

Lu Ji stared at her for a few times, with a hint of greed and a sneer in his eyes

Zhang Yun said hypocritically: The Empress's Day is mourning, and the Grand Sima is hosted here. Don't cry and your body is ruined.

Zhao Fei was crying like rain, and his whole body seemed to have been wiped out

Suddenly, a tender voice asked: Why don’t you cry out?

With Huo Zimeng's skillfulness, he couldn't help but look surprised at this moment. It would be fine if someone else said this, but the person who spoke was King Dingtao, a three-year-old child.

When my father passed away, I remember that my ministers had been crying in the hall for a long time. King Dingtao raised his face, "Mm-madam, right?"

Sheng Ji was also nervous and forced a smile: Xin'er is so smart, remember it very clearly

Huo Zimeng reacted and hurriedly said: Go back to Your Highness, I am discussing this matter with the Grand Sima.

Lu Ji stared at King Dingtao, with a stern face, and said sarcastically: I am just about to order someone to call me the soul and ask me to remind you.

Zhao Fei Yàn held back his tears and choked up: The emperor has always been healthy, but for some reason he suddenly died?

Lu Jila's tone, what about this

Before he finished speaking, a palace maid suddenly screamed in the hall: Zhaoyi! Zhaoyi committed suicide!

There was a chaos behind the palace again. Zhao Fei Yàn suppressed the fear in his heart. With the help of the poppy slave, the bead curtain on the side of the palace had been lifted up. A white silk hanging from the beam. Zhao Zhaoyi was wearing palace clothes, hanging barefoot in the air, and there were several cases on the carpet.

A palace maid cried and said: I have been guarding outside the curtain, and Zhaoyi didn't say anything. I just heard the sound and saw that Zhaoyi had already...

Poppy girl hurriedly said: Since it was just now, save it quickly, maybe there is still a rescue.

Zhang Yun waved his hand, and several eunuchs came forward to hug Zhao Zhaoyi's waist and legs, lifted her down.

Zhao Zhaoyi's body was still soft, but she was breathing without breathing between her nose. The palace maids hurriedly pulled silk tights under her nose, without any movement.

Zhao Fei Yàn didn't know what happened in the hall, but Zhao Zhaoyi suddenly committed suicide. She seemed to have understood something. She looked at Zhao Zhaoyi's body. The once beautiful face was as if it was white paper at this time. Although the palace clothes on her body were gorgeous, they were messy. It seemed that they were put on in a hurry and there was no time to organize them. A corner of the white gauze stained with blood was exposed under her clothes...

Zhao Zhaoyi was so brave that she committed suicide in fear of guilt!

A terrifying voice sounded in my ears, like thunder, which made Zhao Fei's hands and feet cold

My husband whom I rely on as my backer died suddenly, and the culprit was my only sister. In a blink of an eye, I lost the two closest people in my life, one of whom would bear an unbearable crime.

Zhang Yun paused and said: It’s more than death!

Lu Ji stared at Zhao Fei Yàn, the muscles on his face pounded a few times, then waved his hand and pulled him to the side hall! After the autopsy was performed, it would be done!

Zhao Fei Yàn wanted to speak, but the poppy slave tightly pulled her sleeves and could only look blankly at her sister's body was carried away by the eunuch. At the moment when Zhao Fei Yàn was in despair, she felt a little bit of gratitude coming from her heart. Fortunately, the man took away his real sister, so that she would never have to witness it, let alone experience this scene.

What about the soul-wishing thing... Lu Ji's eyes were patrolling among the crowd

Jin Midi took a step forward

No matter how reluctant Lu Ji was, he had to say: ...It's the golden chariot and...

I am willing to call the emperor to the soul, Jiang Chong bowed and said

Lu Ji promised: Let the emperor call his soul together with the messenger of the river

The eunuch found the emperor's clothes, Jin Midi held the outer garment, Jiang Chong followed closely, and stepped on the wooden ladder together, Cheng Zongyang had long wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that after Lu Ji left, the secret door was held back again, and he couldn't leave, so he could only shrink back again and try his best to hide it.

The sound of walking came from the stairs. An eunuch led Jin Midi and Jiang Chong to the small door at the top of the hall, pushed it out, but couldn't push it open. He hurriedly said: This door has not been used for a long time, Zhaoyi has been sealed, and the small one is asking people to open it.

Jin Midi turned around and left, and ordered: Take the ladder!

The eunuch called out a few times, and asked someone to set up a long ladder outside the hall. The eunuchs were busy again. Soon, they brought the long ladder and took it to the top of the hall. Two ministers climbed the ladder and climbed up to the top of the hall.

Jin Midi held the emperor's clothes, held the collar in his hand, and Jiang Chong held the waist, spread the clothes, and the two faced north, running around the top of the hall while shouting the soul of the emperor.

Jin Midi shouted loudly in a long voice: The emperor is back...

Jiang Chong said: Your Majesty is back...

The emperor is back...

The Lord returns...

The two of them were all high and low, and Jin Midi's majestic voice was filled with sadness and sorrow. The bright lights in the palace ban spread far away from the night sky quickly extinguished, and fell into darkness. Then the sad voices burst out.

Jin Midi and Jiang Chong were crying in the hall, and there was no idle below, which was invaded by the public. Lu Ji was yelled by Jin Midi and his arrogance was extinguished. At this time, he changed into a ma-gu and ma-clothed with all the ministers to rectify the funeral according to the etiquette of the emperor.

The eunuchs moved the imperial bed to the window on the south side of the bedroom, removed the blood-stained bedding, sorted out the emperor's body, carefully pried open the emperor's teeth, mixed the pearls and broken jade, and put them into the emperor's mouth, so that the dead souls would not be hungry, and then covered their eyes with jade pieces and stuffed the seven orifices with jade pendants, Liu Ao's limbs were already stiff. Everyone tried their best to straighten his hands and feet, fixed them, covered them with brocade quilts, and then set up wine and food on the east side of the imperial bed for food for the emperor's ghosts.

Several eunuchs set up a stove on the west side of the bedroom, put the herbs into the whisper, bathed and cleaned the emperor, combed his hair, and modified his remains.

When Jin Midi and Jiang Chong came down with their clothes, Huo Zimeng and Zhang Tang took the clothes and put on the body that the emperor had decorated was moved to the center of the bedroom. The eunuchs set up curtains around them, and everyone retreated outside the curtains and knelt down to separate the living and the dead to show the difference between life and death.

Since the Queen Zhao Fei Yàn, all the concubines have arrived. For these women in the deep palace, the emperor is their only reliance. When they heard that the emperor died, they cried like the sky fell.

All the closest servants around the emperor were arrested. Zhang Yun regarded himself as the chief supervisor of the palace and asked them to remove the accessories, untied the gorgeous palace clothes, put on plain clothes, put on thick veils outside, use thick veil as belts, and then untied the bun. He used a strip of linen about a wide inch across the forehead, tied the long hair into a mourning bun, took a thin bamboo as a hairpin, tied the long hair, and then wrapped the hair with a coarse cloth to wash away the powder, and held the mourning for the emperor.

There are three layers of curtains in front of the hall, and the emperor's spirit plaque is placed in the middle. As a lit candle around the mourning hall, it is used to guide the dead to receive sacrifices and sacrifices. The west stairs are made of long bamboo to lift a two-meter-long white silk. The letter is written: Liu Ao's coffin is set up outside the temple to provide rest for the concubines who guard the spirits. There are only matte grass in the hut to show his pain.

After the mourning hall was furnished, the concubines, ministers, eunuchs in the palace, and the maids set up positions in turn according to their relatives and distant status, and cried and paid tribute.

After Lu Ji put down his airs and discussed with Huo Zimeng and others, he ordered the strengthening of the palace ban and the vigilance of the capital in the name of Grand Sima. At the same time, the entire Han Dynasty was sacked for seven days to prevent the traitor from causing trouble.

But when the mourning was reported, everyone had a dispute again. The emperor had no queen. Huo Zimeng suggested that the queen be the mourning master. Lu Ji insisted that it was not possible. Since there was no heir, the mourning master could only be vacant. Otherwise, he would now establish an heir for the emperor as the mourning master.

Finally, Huo Zimeng compromised and reported the funeral to the princes and ministers in the way of losing their masters.

At the fourth update, it was the darkest time. The ministers received the mourning complaints one after another and rushed to the palace, including Dong Xuan, the captain of Sili, as the only remaining close minister of the emperor. When he heard that the emperor died suddenly, Dong Xuan was shocked. He immediately summoned his disciples, gave a few instructions, and then went to the palace quickly.

The queen knelt in front of the tent, her face full of tears, and the ministers who came in a daze came forward to bow in turn. When it was Dong Xuan's turn, he bent over and kowtowed, while whispering: Your Highness, Master...

Suddenly a pair of boots were added beside him, and then Zhang Yun's voice sounded, Dong Sili, you are over.

Dong Xuan bowed heavily to the emperor's body and retreated

Zhang Yun scolded Dong Wohu with one word, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He glanced at the queen and others, then held his head up and said, "Sorry!"

Inside and outside the bedroom, I suddenly burst into tears

Zhao Fei was crying for a long time, and when she turned her face with tears in her eyes, she saw that King Dingtao also changed into a small coat and knelt in front of the spirit. Now he leaned against Sheng Ji and was already asleep.

The poppy girl knelt behind Zhao Fei Yàn, and was swept by Zhang Yun's eyes. Half of her body seemed to be immersed in ice water. The coldness was so cold that she was going to Changqiu Palace to report the news. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the eunuchs of the entire Zhaoyang Palace were all washed away, and only a few people were left, and even the female Jiang Fu was missing.

The poppy girl knew something was wrong. If she followed her own thoughts, she would try to escape now, so as not to be buried with the emperor, but the master gave her instructions to keep herself in the palace. One is to protect her friend Tongqi, and the other is to protect the queen Zhao Zhaoyi, who has committed suicide. The queen is still there. No matter how scared she is, she can only bite her teeth and wait.

Unexpectedly, just as Dong Xuan knelt down, a small wax ball was shot to her. If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, the eunuch in the empress dowager would have noticed that even so, the poppy slave was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. She didn't dare to move around, and she just used her crying to hide her abnormality.

More and more court officials came. Lu Ji knelt impatiently. While crying, he flicked the pepper in his sleeves into his throat and coughed continuously.

The two eunuchs came over crying. The Grand Sima was so painful that he might have suffered from the cold. Please rest for a while.

The house outside the hall was used by the emperor's relatives. No matter how powerful Lu Ji was, he was not in a position, and two eunuchs helped him into the side hall and came to a newly set curtain.

Xu Yang had been waiting in the tent for a long time. He bowed a little and then spread out a scroll. The scroll was extremely long. There were a series of names on it. The first name had no handwriting, only two circles. The bottom was made with a red pen. A bloody fork was scattered. Although the name was hidden, both of them knew who the person to be eliminated was.

Later, Gu Yuan's name also made a fork with a red pen under it, indicating that the other Zhongchangshi had been killed: Tang Heng, Zuo Wei, and Xu Huang all used red pen to draw circles, indicating that he had been arrested, but there was only a blank under Dan Chao's name.

After the scroll, more and more people hit red crosses. Obviously, those close servants with low identities and knowledge have been eliminated in large numbers.

When Lu Ji was tyrannical in Zhaoyang Palace, Xu Yang and others were running around, eager to make up for it. At this time, he no longer had the strength to complain about it. If Lu Ji had not arrived half an hour earlier, how could he take the risk to deal with these people? According to the arrangement of the giant monarch, they would come out to testify, which would be more confirmed by Zhao Zhaoyi's crime.

After Lu Ji saw it, he picked up a red pen and added another name next to the name hidden in the circle: Jin Midi

Xu Yang couldn't help but say: Grand Sima, Jin Cheqi is an important official in the court, how can he easily kill him?

As long as he dies, I don’t care whether he is executed, poisoned, or how he dies accidentally. Lu Ji said angrily: If this person is not eliminated, I will not be at peace!

Xu Yang was speechless and could only put away the list, then suppressed his anxiety and reported all the matters one by one.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from the hall, Is this Zhao Zhaoyi? Oh, it looks like living...why? You don't let go! This bitch killed the emperor and committed suicide for fear of guilt. He told me that it would be no exaggeration to rush the corpse for three days!

Several senior officials with crowns rushed into the hall, but Lu Rang, Lu Shu, Lu Zhong and other children of the Lu family gathered in the hall in a big way, pointing around Zhao Zhaoyi's corpse and laughing.

This is the beauty mentioned in the book? It is indeed a bit beautiful.

The willow eyebrows are beautiful, the mouth is slightly red lips... What a beauty!

Not even wearing the clothes well? Isn't it naked inside, right?

Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Be careful that this bitch is pretending to die! Lu Rang pushed everyone away and said with a lewd smile: Wait for me to take the autopsy...

Several people clamored to pull away Zhao Zhaoyi's clothes, there was only a blood-stained gauze inside, and the graceful jade body was visible under the light.

Oh, the emperor is so cruel. Look at these breasts, they were caught with bloodstains and their nipples were swollen.

Is this a bite? These pink and tender breasts are so tender that they can't get out of their mouths. They are really beasts...

No wonder she died on her, she was playing so crazy...

This thin and white skin is no wonder it is called the Gentle Land?

I saw how this little bitch seemed like someone who had a turn? He was fucked like this...

Lu Rang stretched out his hand in a big way and clenched it into Zhao Zhaoyi's belly. Hey! Hey! I just died not long ago. This is it? It's still soft inside.

Pull your legs apart!

The children of the Lu family giggled and pulled Zhao Zhaoyi's legs apart, and a large stream of semen suddenly surged out of her pussy that was stretched out.

Tsk, this little tender pussy is so sensible, it’s filled with it, right?

While touching the female corpse's lower body, Lu Rang shouted in fuss

Lu Ji came out with a gloomy face and shouted: Be arrogant!

Several juniors quickly put away their laughter, but Lu Rang didn't care at all. What's the matter? The Concubine Feng was not yet we...

Seeing Lu Ji glaring at Qing, Lu Rang finally swallowed the rest of the words back and said unconvincedly: What's more, this is still a dead person?

Lu Ji stomped heavily and went out!

OK OK OK OK, nothing will be done. Lu Rang threw his hands in disappointment and greeted: Let's go! Let's go! Let's go to the emperor with mourning clothes!

Lu Ji looked at the backs of several people and said hatefully: It’s not enough to succeed! It’s more than enough to fail!

Xu Yang was anxious, Grand Sima, didn’t you agree to let the captains who led the troops take turns to pay tribute? Why did you all come?

Lu Ji said angrily: How do I know!

This move is very inappropriate! Xu Yang said anxiously: The emperor has just lost his heart and people are unable to settle down. How can one rely on the army of Guards to defend the two palaces of the north and south? He also asked the Grand Sima to order them to rush to the Northern Army camp immediately!

Why are you panic? Lu Ji shouted and frowned: After the memorial service, let them go there.

Xu Yang claimed to be wise, and his heart was like a stimulus at this time. He gritted his teeth and said: Do you dare to ask the Grand Sima, can the successor be arranged properly?

Lu Ji glanced at him, is this what you should ask?

Xu Yangzhi wanted to throw the scroll in his hand on Lu Ji's face, and he bet his life on the Lu family, but he couldn't even ask. He suddenly wondered if the Giant Monarch had done something wrong. How could such a mediocre person entrust a big deal?

He took a step back and bowed and said: "Sister said goodbye, and left in a hurry after saying that.