Zhao Zeping shook his head and smiled slightly, "According to historical records, in the third year of Qianhua, Zhu Wen's grandson Yuan Xiangxian, son-in-law Zhao Yan, and fourth son Jun Wang Zhu Youzhen and general Yang Shihou and others conspired to coup d'état.
In February of the same year, Yuan Xiangxian was the first to attack, leading thousands of troops into the palace, Zhu Youqi and his wife Empress Zhang ran to the north wall downstairs, ready to climb the city wall to escape, so he ordered his confidant Feng Tingge to kill himself and Empress Zhang, and then Feng Tingge also committed suicide and died.
Zhu Youzhen ascended the throne as the late emperor of the Later Liang Dynasty.
After Zhu Youzhen ascended the throne, Zhu Youwen's official position and title were restored, and Zhu Youzhen was posthumously abolished. ” Zhao Kang wondered, "Just like this?
” Zhao Zeping walked to the door with his back hand, looked at the swaying rain outside, and said softly, "It is said that when Yuan Xiang went to check Zhu Youqi's body first, he found that his neck was cut open, only a little flesh was attached, and blood was overflowing.
And just when he ordered his subordinates to carry the corpse away, he saw that the wound was squirming gently, and those soldiers jumped, thinking that he was not dead, and just wanted to make up for another knife, when suddenly a pair of small and white hands stretched out from Zhu Youqi's neck, and then the head and body.
Zhao Kang was taken aback, "What does the prime minister mean is that Zhu Youqi was actually killed by those villains who wore linen and filial piety?"
” Zhao Zeping looked serious, "These are just folk rumors, there is no real evidence to test, and I have never taken it to heart, but King Jin actually saw these evil things in the palace today, it can be seen that these legends are not all nonsense, I have to believe it, it's just" He seemed to be embarrassed, smashed his mouth, looked outside the house and shook his head gently.
"If the prime minister has something to say, he might as well say it directly."
Zhao Lang saw his hesitation and asked softly.
Zhao Zeping bowed, "Your Majesty, although those demons were born to avenge Zhu Wen, they were dressed in linen and filial piety, and they also made Zhu Youqi's tragic death frightened, and I always felt that their appearance in the palace was a bad omen." ” Hearing this, Zhao Lang lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then said to Zhao Zeping, "What does the prime minister have a high opinion?"
” Zhao Zeping shook his head, bowed and said, "Please forgive Your Majesty for being stupid, the minister knows very little about gods and ghosts, and he really can't think of any way to deal with it, except to invite the senior monks of Daxiangguo Temple to the palace to recite the scriptures for the soul of Zhu Wen." ” Hearing him say this, Zhao Kang couldn't help but step forward, "Brother Huang, it is said that Lin Jingyin, the Qin Heavenly Supervisor, is not only knowledgeable about astronomy and water conservancy, but also has a lot of insights into metaphysics and Taoism, why don't you let him try it?"
” Zhao Lang looked at him, and a sincere smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Jingyin is indeed eccentric, and he has the most ghost ideas, but he went to Luoyang early this morning and won't be back until about a month, so I can't count on him in this matter." ” Lan Xun woke up to the sound of curling scripture chanting, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yun Jin standing aside with tears in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel hot in her heart, she sat up strongly, reached out and grabbed Yun Jin's arm, and asked with a crying voice, "Sister Yun Jin, I'm not dead yet, am I?"
Haven't you been caught by those pickles yet, have you?
” Yun Jin hurriedly pressed her shoulder, motioned for her to lie down, and said softly, "Lan Xun, don't be afraid, it's all over, you can rest in peace now, don't think about anything." ” Lan Xun nodded hesitantly, but suddenly, she got up again and looked out the window, "Sister Yunjin, why is there a sound of chanting scriptures outside?"
” Yun Jin patted the back of her hand lightly, "Today's incident can't help but alarm the King of Jin, and it also alarmed the emperor, so the emperor."
He invited the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple to come to the palace to do things, hoping to surpass the soul and drive away the demons. ” Hearing this, Lan Xun's heart tightened, she leaned towards Yun Jin's side, and whispered, "Sister, do you know what those things we encountered today?"
” Yun Jin's expression froze, and then he stared at Lan Xun tightly, and asked urgently, "Tell my sister quickly, what happened later?"
” Lan Xun bit her lip, her big eyes full of horror, and muttered, "After I ran out of the corridor, they have been following me, unhurriedly, in a row, chasing me and singing a ballad.
I was so frightened that I couldn't hear anything clearly, and I just wanted to run away, but they just sang over and over again, and the sound was so high-pitched and scary, and then I rolled down from the apricot hill and didn't know anything.
But unconsciously, this ballad was imprinted in my heart, just now I was in my sleep, my mind was full of this song, but it was not until I woke up that I put those words together and figured out what this ballad could sing."
Yun Jin shuddered, "What is that ballad singing?"
” Lan Xun suddenly grabbed her hand, "I don't dare to say, Sister Yunjin, if the things in that song really come true, I will lose my head." ” Yun Jin's uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, but she still comforted, "No, we have been with the queen mother for so long, when have we ever seen her punish a palace person?"
Just put your mind at ease and tell me the truth, I won't tell anyone about it. ” Lan Xun hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, but the fear in her eyes became stronger and stronger, she looked at Yun Jin, and said softly, "They sing like this: Qianli Cao, He Qingqing, Ten Days, No Life" Yun Jin was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "This is a nursery rhyme in the Han Dynasty that cursed Dong Zhuo's early death" Speaking of this, she suddenly covered her mouth, and after a while, her hand slowly slipped from her lips, and said softly, "Lan Xun, I think this matter is very important, and it is better to tell the queen mother." ” Lan Xun didn't speak, only stared at Yun Jin with a pair of clear and innocent big eyes, and after a while, she seemed to have finally made up her mind, nodded and said, "It's getting late now, I'm afraid Niangniang has already fallen asleep, I'll tell her about it early tomorrow morning." ” The moonlight was faint, and there was a layer of mist between the sky and the earth, scattering the coldness of the room.
Lan Xun suddenly woke up in this deathly silence, she opened her eyes, held her breath and listened quietly in the dark for a long time before she slowly exhaled a breath and completely relaxed her tight numb chest.
Fortunately, it was quiet, and though it was unusually, it was much stronger than the horrible voice in the dream.
In her dream, she heard a constant scraping sound from under her bed, as if someone was scratching it with her long, thick nails.