Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

"Second brother, why did he call us back to Beijing?"

The fifth prince, Murong Xi, was doted on by Murong Jue because he had a face that resembled his mother, Concubine Li. He was very fond of his appearance since he was a child, but who knew that an accident would disfigure him. Since then, he has been depressed and refused to show his face in front of anyone.

The only exception is his second elder brother of the same father and mother, who used to be the second prince and is now the king of benevolence Murong Lin.

Facing Murong Lin, Murong Xi showed his face. There was a long scar on the left cheek. Due to the lack of treatment, the healed scar looked like an ugly giant centipede, lying carelessly on his cheek. Can not bear to look.

Fortunately, the one standing in front of him was Murong Lin, who had the same father and mother as him, and had the same sickness and sympathy.

Of the two brothers, one had a disfigured face, the other had a broken right arm, and what they lost was what they valued the most.

After Murong Lin broke his right arm, he also refused to face himself for a period of time, and it took several years to slowly come out of the grief.

The accident at that time caused Concubine Li to disappear, and he and Murong Xi had flaws. Knowing that he would never inherit the throne, he simply took Murong Xi away from the center of the imperial power struggle, hoping to save his life with this trick.

"I heard that there is news about the mother and concubine in the capital." Murong Lin was not in the capital, but his old connections were still there, so he found out the news.

"Really?" Murong Xi was suddenly excited.

"Fifth brother, please don't get excited," Murong Lin looked at him, "The news about the mother concubine may be a bad thing rather than a good thing for us."

"Second Brother, what do you mean by that?" Murong Xi frowned, this action made his appearance even more unbearable.

Murong Lin raised his hand and landed on Murong Xi's shoulder: "Fifth brother, some things are not as simple as you think. If the emperor father is still alive and the concubine mother is found, it will be a good thing for us, but it happens that the person in that position now It's our sixth brother, have you ever heard how the sixth brother's mother and concubine died?"

Murong Xi and Murong Qi were born a few months apart, and the age difference is not that big. When Murong Qi's biological mother passed away, both of them were still young, but Murong Qi remembered things early, while Murong Xi never remembered those pasts.

Now that Murong Lin suddenly mentioned it, Murong Xi began to think seriously about those things back then.

When the accident happened, he was still young and couldn't remember anything. When he grew up, he also heard some voices.

I didn't care at the time, but now that I think about it...

"I remember that the sixth brother's biological mother drowned in the lotus pond, and the palace said that she fell into the water by mistake..." Murong Xi frowned and narrated slowly, then suddenly remembered something, and suddenly looked at Murong Lin, "Second brother, you It means... Mother Concubine..."

Murong Lin nodded: "You were still young when that incident happened, but I remember it clearly. You are very clear about the temper of the concubine mother. You have never tolerated sand in your eyes. In addition, she was just being favored at that time, knowing that the mother's concubine's temper is very clear. Royal father will definitely not pursue it, so it is a bit reckless."

Murong Xi opened his mouth wide in surprise.

It's not that he was surprised by those things, just like what Murong Lin said, he knew the character of his concubine mother very well, and Concubine Li, who was favored at that time, did have a lot of lives on her hands.

He just didn't expect that something so long ago would be revealed at this time.

He suddenly thought of something, and held onto Murong Lin's arm tightly: "Second brother, when my father was still there a few years ago, I was always unwell and lingering on the sick bed. Could it be related to... that one?"

Murong Lin's hands trembled, he was indeed afraid of Murong Qi, but he never thought that there was such a possibility.

Ever since something happened to him, and he was sure that it was absolutely impossible for him to ascend the throne, he led Murong Xi to watch with cold eyes, watching the other princes fight.

The eldest prince, the third prince, the fourth prince, and the sixth prince, among them, the most fierce battle is the first prince and the third prince who were on the same front. The fourth prince and the sixth prince are invisible, as if they never existed.

However, when the eldest prince and the third prince fought, they both suffered losses and missed the throne.

The fourth prince fell seriously ill after the accidents of the two princes, and even almost passed away several times. Although he was rescued in the end, he also missed the throne.

There are six remaining princes, seven princes and eight princes. The seven and eight princes are still young, and they have been unwell since childhood. Choosing two of them requires many considerations, more discretion, and may even require the assistance of outsiders. Not a good choice.

Based on this calculation, the only one worthy of succession to the throne is the silent sixth prince Murong Qi.

In this way, Murong Qi became emperor naturally.

Murong Lin and Murong Xi were away from home, and they heard about things in Beijing more than once. They knew that their younger brother, the newly enthroned emperor, seemed extremely unreliable in political affairs, but the two of them had no destiny for the throne anyway, so they never thought He won that position from Murong Qi.

Now that I think about it, some things seem to be not as simple as they imagined.

"If...he has a grudge against his father, causing his father to linger on the sick bed for many years and suffer so much..." Murong Lin said, looking at Murong Xi.

Murong Xi nodded heavily: "If that's the case, our sixth younger brother's scheming is probably deeper than we imagined."

Murong Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not just a scheming, I'm afraid our return to Beijing will be more or less auspicious."

"Then shall we go back?" Murong Xi backed off.

"For this urgent call, besides obeying orders and returning to Beijing, do we have any other options?" Murong Lin asked back.

On the day of death, entertainment and banquets should be banned to show respect for the deceased.

Therefore, what Murong Qi urgently called everyone to Beijing was not the name of the banquet, but to let the people who got the call go to Beijing to worship the late emperor. If they don't return, they will be disrespectful to the late emperor. This crime is overwhelming and no one can bear it .

In the capital, it gradually became lively.

Si Jin was wearing a thick red cloak, standing at the door, looking up at the snowflakes fluttering outside.

Rongguo's capital was to the north, and there was heavy snowfall. In just one night, it was covered with a thick layer, and the snowflakes as big as goose feathers continued to fall.

[Once your man's identity is revealed, the plot of the original work will be directly tampered with. 】

[In this harem, there are men and women, whether male concubines or female concubines, not all concubines, there is no distinction between high and low, I am a man or a woman, what does it matter? 】

[The original book does not mention that the Concubine Hong is a man. 】

[I didn't mention that I'm not a man, isn't that what you said?Shouldn't my identity be a man? 】

Si Jin asked curiously.

When he was still a young eunuch, he talked a lot with the system, but since he became Concubine Hong, the system rarely appeared, and the few times it appeared was also to tell him to pay attention to the plot.

[It is not mentioned in the original book. 】

Si Jin raised her eyebrows.

[Even if I didn’t mention it, I’m standing here, explaining that Concubine Hong is indeed a man. As for whether revealing Concubine Hong’s gender will affect the plot, isn’t the purpose of your coming to me to influence and change the plot?All I want to do is to prevent Murong Qi from destroying the world, isn't it? 】

[Your task progress has not changed in the slightest. 】

【If this task is so easy, will it still be my turn? 】

[Pay attention to the plot...]

The system dropped the last sentence and disappeared again.

Si Jin narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the sky and lost in thought.

"Concubine Hong, Your Majesty invites you to go to Weiyang Palace." The little eunuch walked up to him cautiously, and after making sure that his feet were firmly planted, he saluted and spoke.

"Get up, what's the matter with His Majesty?" Si Jin pulled the cloak on her body and wrapped it tighter.

"I'm telling you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty only said to invite Your Majesty to come over, and didn't say anything else," the little eunuch replied in a low voice. After saying this, he spoke carefully, "My Majesty, Prime Minister Zhang is here."

Si Jin was stunned, no wonder Murong Qi sent someone to invite him over.

"Ruyi, change your shoes and go to Weiyang Palace."

"Yes, ma'am."

Weiyang Palace.

Murong Qi sat on top with an ugly face.

Prime Minister Zhang knelt down and remained silent.

The messy things around him were scattered all over the place, there were pens, inks, papers and inkstones, even a lot of ink was stained on Prime Minister Zhang's clothes, and a huge piece was stained in front of him.

In front of him was an inkstone broken in two.

The surrounding court ladies and eunuchs knelt on the ground, no one dared to make a sound, they even panted very slowly, for fear that if they accidentally gasped a bit more, they would be caught out and punished severely.

In the huge Weiyang Palace, it was as if there was only one person sitting above it.

When Si Jin was brought here, the first thing she saw was the mess on the ground, and then she realized the strange atmosphere in the hall, she immediately froze in place, hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to move forward or back.

"Since Concubine Ai is here, she wants to leave without even saying hello?" Murong Qi sneered.

Si Jin is helpless, Murong Qi is even more unpredictable when he is angry, his emotions are all based on his mood, and it is more difficult to pinpoint his mind than usual.

He paced forward, and when he passed Prime Minister Zhang, he didn't even give him a look, he went straight to Murong Qi, bowed his knees and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"Come here, bring a chair for the Red Concubine and put it next to me. The Red Concubine is sympathetic to my hard work and has specially come to accompany me. Naturally, I can't disappoint the Red Concubine's kindness." Murong Qi looked up. With a glance, he said lightly.

Si Jin raised her head suddenly, unable to see Murong Qi's expression clearly.

The little eunuch quickly moved a stool and placed it firmly next to Murong Qi's seat. When he came down, he carefully glanced at Si Jin and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, please take a seat."

Si Jin had no choice but to walk up.

It wasn't until Si Jin walked up that Murong Qi gave him a stingy look.

"My concubine admires me so much, how can I live up to my concubine's kindness?"

Si Jin: ...

Admiration didn't see it, but your thick skin is indeed obvious at a glance!

"What your Majesty said is that the concubine's admiration for His Majesty is like a torrent of water, uninterrupted. I am afraid that there is no one in the world who loves Your Majesty more than a concubine." Si Jin tried his best to use his lines.

The corners of Murong Qi's mouth twitched slightly.

Prime Minister Zhang, who was kneeling below, looked up in shock.

Could it be that what His Majesty likes is the eccentricity of the Red Concubine Empress?

"My concubine's words make me very happy. From now on, my concubine will move to Qiwu Palace!"

Prime Minister Zhang: Your Majesty really likes weird people!

As for Si Jin, he began to ponder whether Murong Qi had some kind of drama blood. The level of self-directed and self-acted can almost win an Oscar!

The author has something to say: I want to emphasize again that Si Jin's lines are good, no matter how good the script is, if the actors' acting skills are not good, they will definitely not win the award!

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