Chapter 417 God Helps Me

Early the next morning, an urgent message came from outside the imperial city.

"Report!" the postman delivering the message shouted loudly outside the imperial city, "The eldest princess has been assassinated! The eldest princess has been assassinated!"

The deputy commander on duty on the city tower was shocked when he heard this: "Who is there under the city? What happened to the eldest princess?"

The post soldier stood at the foot of the city tower: "The eldest princess was assassinated after leaving Fenglu. She is seriously injured and endangered! Go and inform the emperor and the empress!"

After the deputy commander repeatedly confirmed the news, he immediately got off the tower and rode his horse in person to gallop towards the palace.

The news quickly reached Yan Yun and Concubine De: "The Eighth Prince! The Eighth Prince, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess has been assassinated, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess has been assassinated!"

Yan Yun, who had just finished breakfast and arrived in front of Fengtian Gate, heard the news and immediately perked up: "Is the news reliable?"

"Reliable." The deputy commander nodded, "The postman who delivered the message is still outside the imperial city. Will the Eighth Prince bring him here to question him personally?"

"Bring it here!"

"yes."

"Eighth Prince." Xuan Nanfeng, dressed in a black robe, walked over with a cold expression on his face, "Deputy Commander Wang just said that there are post soldiers coming to deliver a message?"

Yan Yun's expression calmed down and he nodded slowly: "Yes."

Xuan Nanfeng asked: "What news did you send?"

Yan Yun frowned, with a look of depression and sadness on his face: "He said that the emperor's sister was assassinated. I am asking Deputy Commander Wang to bring people over for questioning. I believe that the emperor's sister has her own destiny, and she should be fine. of."

Xuan Nanfeng's expression suddenly changed: "The eldest princess was assassinated?"

"I don't know whether the news is true or not. We need to bring someone here to ask for confirmation." Yan Yun looked solemn and sighed softly, "I hope the emperor's sister is fine."

Xuan Nanfeng stared at him without saying a word, with a bit of inquiry, a bit of suspicion, and a bit of coldness in his eyes.

After a moment, he turned around and walked towards Qinzheng Hall.

Yan Yun raised his eyes and stared at his back, the worry on his face faded, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Li was assassinated.

For him, this news was undoubtedly a welcome relief after a long drought.

No matter how angry his father was, no matter whether he was sincere or perfunctory when he said he wanted to consider establishing a heir these days, he didn't care.

As long as Yan Li dies.

Besides him, who else can get this throne?

The fact that Yan Li is alive is hope for his father and the queen. The civil and military officials of the court and those who are on Yan Li's side are all waiting to see what happens.

But once Yan Li died.

Whether it was the family that had suffered greatly after Yan Li came back, or some neutral ministers, they had no choice but to make him, the orthodox prince, the crown prince, or even directly abdicate the throne to his father - just in case, the father The Zen position is more reassuring.

A look of determination flashed across Yan Yun's eyes.

He is determined to win this throne, and anyone who dares to stand in his way will only die.

With this thought in mind, Yan Yun turned around and ordered a chamberlain: "Report this news to my mother and concubine."

"yes."

Yan Yun quickly led the people outside the palace.

Emperor Wen hardly went to court these days. Apart from sleeping in the palace, he mostly handled government affairs in the Qinzheng Hall.

Prime Minister Ji, General Xuan, ministers from various ministries and senior officials in the court were all there.

They were frightened, angry, and dissatisfied with the eighth prince's behavior of blatantly controlling the palace in the name of Qingjun. They angrily rebuked and protested, and they corrected Yan Yun's behavior with righteous words. It was wrong.

To be more serious, it can be said to be rebellion.

However, Prime Minister Ji and the various ministers were civil servants after all, and their words were of little importance to Yan Yun, who currently relied on military power to control the palace.

Although General Xuan had military power, all the gates inside and outside the imperial city were guarded by Gyeonggi guards, so he could not go out to mobilize troops at all.

And the strength of the Royal Forest Army alone is not the opponent of the Gyeonggi Guard for the time being.

So after several days of protest, Prime Minister Ji and other important ministers fell silent. They knew full well that Yan Yun's completely irrational behavior could no longer be dissuaded by a few words.

He never thought about the consequences of his desperate move.

"Recently, a lot of government affairs have been put on hold. Unless there is something urgent, you can take advantage of this time to have a good rest at home." Emperor Wen looked at the memorial on the imperial case, "Anyway, many things cannot be dealt with for the time being."

Prime Minister Ji looked indifferent: "The Eighth Prince is really crazy. He is digging his own grave by doing this."

As soon as he finished speaking, an urgent message sounded outside: "Your Majesty, something has happened to Your Highness the Princess!"

What?

Prime Minister Ji's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at Xuan Nanfeng, who was walking in quickly: "Commander Xuan, what happened?"

"Report to the Emperor." Xuan Nanfeng knelt down on one knee, "I just passed through Fengtianmen in humble duty and met the Eighth Prince and Deputy Commander Wang talking. They said..."

Emperor Wen spoke sharply: "What did they say?"

Xuan Nanfeng gritted his teeth: "They said that the eldest princess was assassinated and her life or death is uncertain."

As soon as these words came out, the Qinzheng Hall fell into dead silence.

Prime Minister Ji's expression froze, and other ministers also changed their expressions.

Low pressure filled the hall.

An ominous aura enveloped the place, so dense it made people feel chilly all over.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess was assassinated?" the new Minister of Household Affairs was surprised, "How could such a thing happen?"

"Could it be the Eighth Prince?"

"If it is really the Eighth Prince who did it, then he is really crazy! Does he really want to force the palace?"

The ministers gathered in the Qinzheng Palace were obviously anxious. They were worried about the safety of the eldest princess and worried that the country would be subverted. Once Yan Yun lost his mind and made crazy moves, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even if the Gyeonggi Guards and the Yulin Army fought to the death and managed to bring the situation under control, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

"My dear friends, don't worry." Emperor Wen said calmly, with no discernible emotion or anger on his face, "Yan Li is an auspicious sign to the Jin State. Even if he is assassinated, he will turn the danger into good luck."

As soon as the emperor spoke, the ministers immediately calmed down.

The uneasy atmosphere condensed in Qinzheng Hall seemed to be pushed aside, and the haze was dispersed bit by bit.

Prime Minister Ji let out a long breath: "Your Majesty is right, the eldest princess is auspicious to the Jin State. Even if she is assassinated, she will turn the danger into good fortune. She cannot easily fall into the trap of the bad guys. Sirs, don't worry, and neither does Commander-in-Chief Xuan." "

Other ministers in the palace echoed: "Yes, the eldest princess will be fine. This news may be false. Someone may deliberately spread rumors to shake the Sacred Heart."

"That's right, the Eighth Prince's conspiracy must not succeed!"

"When the eldest princess returns, it will be the day when ambitious people will be punished. God bless the Jin Kingdom, and the thieves will not succeed."

The ministers spoke to each other, not knowing whether they were trying to convince the emperor or themselves, but when they turned their eyes inadvertently, there was still a trace of worry that could not be ignored.

What should we do if something happens to the eldest princess?

If this urgent report is true...

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"What did you say?" Concubine De sat up from the imperial concubine's couch, her expression dull for a moment, "Eldest Princess..." m.

"Your Majesty, you heard me right. An urgent report came from outside the palace just now. Her Royal Highness the Princess has been assassinated. The situation is not good."

Concubine De was silent for a moment, then suddenly said in surprise: "God is really helping me, God is helping me!"

Once Yan Li dies, who else in the Jin royal family can compete with her son?

The throne belongs to Yun'er, and it can only belong to Yun'er. As a concubine, she can become the most noble Queen Mother. How can Jiang Yi, who has been famous for half her life, compete with her in the future?