Three years later, Ji Changli stood in front of the window sill, watering the flowers leisurely.
The blue seeds in the flowerpot are no longer what they used to be.
A blue lotus sways in the morning wind, feeling extremely at ease.
Ordinary people would be extremely shocked if they saw it, because they have never seen a blue lotus in the world, and they have never seen a lotus growing in a basin.
But this is in the emperor's palace, a palace that contains all the treasures in the world.
It is natural for such rare things to appear.
The blue flower slowly unfolds its petals, and the flame inscriptions on it are looming.
If you get close, you can feel the scorching heat.
Ji Changli looked at the flower that was full of enjoyment, and gently pinched one of its petals.
Before the flower could react, he pulled out the petals and threw them directly into a pot of water. middle.
The moment it was thrown down, the pot of water froze into ice cubes, but after a while, the ice cubes melted, scorching heat spread from the water, and hot water droplets emerged one by one, and the air There is a faint fragrance floating in the middle.
Ji Changli poured out a cup of tea slowly and sipped it carefully.
The blue lotus not far away was filled with inexplicable grief and anger, and the mental fluctuations of protest came from his body, "Pull out my petals again, sooner or later you will pluck me out bald."
Ji Changli said calmly, "Wait until you are really bald before you complain.
You won't let go of a single petal, so why should I support you?"
Lotus complained twice, "You are still raising flowers like this."
Ji Changli came over with a sideways glance, and Lianhua closed her mouth.
There is no other way.
Who asked him to live under someone else's roof now?
Ji Changli sipped the tea slowly and leisurely.
After a while, the restless Lotus made another mental wave, "If you really don't care about it, after a while, your good ministers will tie you up and sell you." ” At this time, the palace was completely quiet, and the people in the palace tapped their feet on the ground while walking without making a single sound.
Compared to the silence before, it was even more deathly silent.
Outside the palace, the doors of every house were closed, and no ghosts could be seen on the streets where people usually came and went.
It was obviously a time when the sun was shining, but the city was filled with an air of panic.
Those wealthy families closed their doors tightly.
The masters gathered together to discuss the future of the family.
The servants came and went, their expressions were full of panic.
As they walked, the wind that fluttered their wide hems was filled with fear. .
This situation happened because the guards of the capital had been besieging the city for three months.
Three months ago, the Queen Mother sneaked out of the capital with Prince He and used the late emperor's edict to persuade the commander of the escort army to besiege the capital and support Prince He's ascension to the throne.
The period of March has passed, and the city is about to run out of ammunition and food.
In the past few days, even the maids in the palace were thinking about whether they could escape the lives of their whole family by opening the palace gate to welcome the prince.
In the entire capital, the only ones who were not worried were Ji Changli and Blue Lotus.
Ji Changli is confident, while Blue Lotus is confident.
How could someone who could deal with him across a distance not be able to deal with some ordinary ancient humans?
If he really had no scruples, not to mention the 10,000 people besieging the city, even ten times more people would not be able to deal with him. .
Instead of worrying about Ji Changli, it is better to worry about those people besieging the city.
What he said now was just to ridicule Ji Changli.
He pulled out a few flower petals every day and made tea to drink, which made his heart full of depression.
Ji Changli did not answer his words, but just picked up the teapot for making tea, pointed the tea spout at the flower plate, and then poured it slowly.
The blue lotus suddenly became angry.
You squeezed the blood from my corpse and poured it on my head.
White smoke was rising from the top of his head, and the petals of the flower were fluttering in the wind, but they did not dare to step beyond the thunder pool.
After Ji Changli finished watering the flowers leisurely, he went to court with Shi Shiran.
Today, there is no shortage of officials in the court, and they are all standing in the hall.
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An old man wearing a Taishi uniform stands tremblingly in the first row, with sparse gray hair.
His cloudy eyes stared at Ji Changli who was walking out of the inner hall step by step, and then turned his head with difficulty to look at the officials behind him.
In the crowded crowd, several officials who looked somewhat similar to him nodded calmly.
After Ji Changli sat down, Xia Shou fell into a deathly silence for an instant.
It wasn't until the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside the palace that the old man slowly fell to the ground, and a hoarse voice came, "Old minister, I kindly ask your Majesty to respect the last emperor's will and give way to Prince He."
After his voice rang out, the atmosphere in the hall boiled instantly.
Several of the old man's descendants also knelt down, and a loud and steady voice sounded in the hall, "I beg your Majesty to abdicate."
The sound kept echoing in the hall, touching the hearts of these courtiers.
As the sound of fighting outside the hall gradually sounded, one after another the courtiers were either excited or unbearable, or knelt down stiffly.
Please ask Ji Changli to abdicate.
Ji Changli sat at the top and said nothing.
There was no one beside him.
He was truly alone.
The atmosphere became stagnant little by little, and more and more people knelt down.
Ji Changli stood up slowly, looked at the old minister standing at the front, and said lightly, "You are really a good minister of mine."
The old man raised his head tremblingly, and his hoarse voice was filled with the calmness of having everything under control, "I have served the late emperor for more than twenty years after three dynasties.
I have been loyal and devoted myself to it.
Now, now Your Majesty poisoned the late emperor, violated the late emperor's decree, and stole the throne for ten years.
When I heard about this, I was heartbroken and guilty.
I would like to use this order to request the late emperor's decree and return the dynasty to orthodoxy."
The words were sonorous and powerful, expressing the sincerity of the ministers.
Ji Changli sneered.
He really didn't know what he meant.
The old man only thought that he was forced to become a queen three years ago because of his loyalty to the royal family.
As his memorial was published, the imperial study room was filled with memorials indicating that Xia's daughter was worthy of being empress.
However, Ji Changli still rejected these memorials, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, he still refused to accept them.
He showed a faint smile and stared straight at His Highness's courtiers with his clear eyes, like a smile covered with snow on an icy lake, revealing the bottomless lake below.
"I wonder what kind of status the prince promised your granddaughter to the Xia Qing family?"
The old minister's body stiffened for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly, "It is the honor of our Xia family to continue the bloodline of the royal family.
How can we talk about the status?
The prince and the county are the true emperors appointed by the late emperor.
We are here to serve you."
In order to carry out the decree, please forgive us and abdicate yourself.
The benevolence of the prince will ensure that your Majesty will have no worries in the next life."
The old man said that Prince He was orthodox for a moment, but his words were full of respect for Changli.
He didn't know why Prince He chose such people to be the vanguard
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