Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

Zong Luo looked up at the sky.

The sky was lead-grey, and there were faint dark clouds in the distance. Through the clouds, you could see the lightning flashing behind, and occasionally a lonely cloud lit up.

Apparently, it's going to rain soon.

It's still morning, but it's about to become like night. There is no way out, no end in sight.

Same as in previous life.

However, in the next second, a scorching hot hand reached over without a trace, and tightly grasped his fingertips.

Zong Luo suddenly recovered.

He turned over and dismounted, stood side by side with Yu Beizhou, and asked calmly, "Where's the sixth prince?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, a few days ago, His Royal Highness occupied Zuocheng District, and the current situation has been controlled by the garrison. The imperial city is in an absolute state of safety."

Same as Zong Luo guessed.

Emperor Yuan's eyes and ears were all over the entire imperial city, and even if there was a sudden illness, his pre-arranged subordinates were still operating.

Just like in the previous life, the forces behind the three princes rebelled together, one had military power, one had court power, and the other was playing tricks behind their backs.

Emperor Yuan was in a coma for more than half a month, and finally the garrison fought desperately to save the palace. It was just that the place outside the palace suffered and became a battlefield for the rebel army.

In this life, Zong Yongliu was the only one who fought back and forth. Perhaps he received some rumors from the incident of Zong Chengsi. The target was placed on the army that had not fully surrendered after Da Yuan had incorporated other countries.

Compared with the previous life, it is still much better. At least in the previous life, the garrison could only defend the palace, but in this life, it occupied the city gate.

It's just that there was no order from Emperor Yuan, even if they knew that the sixth prince was rebelling, the garrison did not dare to act rashly, and could only stand in court and exchange fire fiercely. Send half of the troops to guard the palace, and the other half to guard the city gate, beware of the follow-up reinforcements to reinforce Zong Yongliu.

Naturally, Zong Yongliu would not rashly rebel. The reinforcements were certain, but it was just that Zong Luo brought the Xuanqi back faster.

Zong Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that the palace was at least okay for now.

He asked again, "Since you told the recent situation in Gucheng, why didn't you let Gu enter the city?"

Duan Junhao said: "Your Majesty has been in a coma for many days, but has not yet woken up."

Hearing this, Zong Luo's heart sank completely.

He had thought of countless possibilities before.

It may be that Emperor Yuan was deliberately pretending to be sick and setting up a bureau to completely eradicate the unstable factors. Or he discovered that Zong Luo was not his biological son, and deliberately sent a letter to Xue Yushi to call him back to the imperial city, waiting for his release.

But these conjectures are untenable.

Sure enough, in the end, the worst result was verified.

Emperor Yuan really fell ill. Three months earlier than in my previous life.

Those who know this, just find it absurd and difficult to understand.

Such a tyrant with power all over the world seems to make people forget that he can also grow old, get sick and die.

"Gu is the prince." Zong Luo emphasized his identity.

The prince is the prince of a country, the heir to the throne appointed by the sage, one person under ten thousand people, and anyone who sees it has to respectfully call him His Royal Highness.

If he can't even enter the city, then no one has this qualification.

The commander-in-chief of the garrison was silent for a long time: "Two years ago, Your Majesty issued a secret decree to the minister."

"Your Majesty said that if a similar emergency occurs one day. Unless there is a garrison tiger talisman or your Majesty comes in person, no one can step into the palace."

"Including the prince?"

Duan Junhao paused for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I will only recognize the tiger talisman and not the person."

Did Emperor Yuan give this order in your previous life?

Zong Luo did not know.

Why did he kill himself in the end at the foot of the imperial city? In the end, it was because the imperial city was jointly controlled by the three princes. Ye Linghan got the fake imperial edict and read it out to force him to death.

Not to mention the imperial palace, even the imperial city failed to successfully step into it, so naturally he did not know the existence of the secret decree.

But Emperor Yuan has always been a stubborn emperor.

Not to mention taking precautions in advance, he probably never thought about the day he would die, and even the imperial mausoleum hadn't started to be built.

Would such an emperor really give Duan Junhao such a secret order in advance?

A trace of doubt flashed in Zong Luo's pupils, and he looked at the garrison commander above with a scrutiny.

Duan Junhao didn't dodge, and continued to kneel on the ground, still being looked at by the prince.

As we all know, Emperor Yuan rarely left his military power aside.

The only exception is Zong Luo. In addition, whether it is the King of Beining or several other generals, although they appreciate it, they still have several defenses.

As for the military power of the garrison, it is firmly in the palm of his hand.

Duan Junhao has a strong family style and has been loyal to Emperor Dayuan for generations. He is the only subordinate of Emperor Yuan. Facing the favor of the princes, he is unmoved and never participates in winning the heir.

Zongluo had never heard of this rebellious thought in his previous life. It's even more impossible in this lifetime.

The more this happened, the more anxious Zong Luo became.

His father was seriously ill, and he naturally needed to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. As for Emperor Tongyuan to clarify the truth of the matter and return his identity to Yu Beizhou, these can only be postponed later, and he should perform the things that he should perform as the current prince.

They have been on the road for so many days, and the sixth prince is still eyeing the imperial city, and reinforcements from the rebels may arrive at any time.

The situation in the palace is not very clear, and no one knows what happened to the sudden illness of the saint. As a result, I came all the way, but I couldn't even see my face... How can this not make people feel frustrated?

The Dayuan Imperial City is solemn and towering, standing silently on the ground, almost dead.

Crossbow machines are erected on the dark gray city wall, and below are neatly guarded by the garrison, ready to fight. Looking around, the atmosphere is chilling and dull, and you can't see the situation inside the imperial city at all.

This is a dead end.

Zong Luo was a little desperate.

He remembered that the day before the witch sacrifice ceremony, Emperor Yuan told him about the past emperor's past after being drunk, and for a while he even began to speculate on himself.

Back then, the late emperor was sitting upright on the Golden Palace, waiting for Emperor Yuan to rise up, rebelled in anger, and after blood-washing the imperial city, did he tell the truth.

It is possible that Emperor Yuan also wanted to follow the tradition of the clan, and he was only willing to sit up from the bed unless he brought his soldiers to rebel, and told him that it was all because Dad loved you.

Of course, none of this is possible, no matter how miserable it is.

Because Emperor Yuan was really seriously ill, and he was really angry to death after hearing the news of his suicide in his last life. All these Yu Beizhou can testify.

"Let's go."

Zongluo nodded with Duan Junhao, and had no choice but to turn back.

If they can't enter the imperial city, they can only wait on the premise that the rear army has not yet arrived and cannot rebel. Wait until Emperor Yuan wakes up like he did in his previous life and starts to clear the rebellion before putting him in.

But I don't know why, Zong Luo always has an inexplicable heart palpitations.

There was a voice urging him, telling him to go to the palace to see Emperor Yuan quickly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

In addition, Zong Luo always felt as if he had missed some extremely important clues.

This clue is too important, and since the rebirth, I have vaguely noticed something wrong. It wasn't until Emperor Yuan suffered a sudden illness three months in advance and heard what Duan Junhao said, that he finally surfaced and made people aware of it.

After returning to the middle of the Xuanqi, the young man in red suddenly said: "In two days, the first batch of Tianji Army will be able to arrive at the imperial city. If it is not enough, I can also intervene in part of the Weishan Army."

This means to rebel. It has the usual style of Yu Beizhou.

Zongluo's heavy heart suddenly became dumbfounded, and even calmed down, "Okay."

In fact it is.

On second thought, anyway, after returning home, he had to pull Yu Beizhou Tong Yuan to confess that he was not the real blood of the clan, and he always wanted to anger the father and emperor. One more name of rebellion is just another layer of capital crime on top of the capital crime. People don't have two heads to fall off, and they don't have too much debt.

On the contrary, it is Emperor Yuan, whose life and death are now unknown, and the news is unknown.

If he waits here and misses it like he did in his previous life, Zong Luo will definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Then, let's camp here and wait for reinforcements."

Even if he wanted to face off against Commander Duan, whom he had nods with in the past, he would have to fight with his own people as soon as the world was unified. But this is indeed the only way out of the current situation.

The most important thing is... the garrison has two hundred thousand.

Unless they can bring back all the Tianji Army, it is very difficult for them to gain the upper hand against the garrison army. Even if he was transferred back, maybe he would have to be separated from Yu Beizhou, one person would be responsible for restraining him, and the other would forcefully break into the palace with a highly mobile Xuanqi.

After confirming that he had to rebel once, Zong Luo's thinking as a general immediately began to mobilize. Strive to find a bloodless, best solution.

At this moment, Yu Beizhou, who was sitting on the haystack, suddenly propped his head up and said, "This is not quite right."

Perhaps it is the authorities who are fans, and the bystanders are clear. To a certain extent, aside from the blood filter, as a subordinate courtier, he knows Emperor Yuan better than Zongluo. It is also clearer how furious Emperor Yuan was after Zong Luo died in his previous life, and the latter's desire to control would never do such an unsure thing.

The reason why that happened in the previous life was only because the result of the witch sacrificial ceremony caused Emperor Yuan's anger. Coupled with the fact that he never thought about his sudden illness, it was more of a coincidence of fate.

In this life, since he promised to be Zongluo's most solid shield, Emperor Yuan would never allow such a thing to happen.

After his rebirth, Yu Beizhou put all his energy and attention on his senior brother, and was truly indifferent to everything around him. Now that I have come back to my senses, I have carefully reviewed my memory, and I have found many doubts that contradict myself in my previous life.

In his opinion, Emperor Yuan couldn't protect Zongluo from anyone.

That is the power to form private soldiers in the imperial city, and you can give it as you say it.

Even, he had a bolder guess.

It's just that this guess is too shocking and not fully grasped, Yu Beizhou does not intend to say it.

"Senior brother, are you sure that Emperor Yuan did not leave you any clues?"

He asked again for confirmation.

Zong Luo shook his head: "No..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

In the next second, Zhan Lu suddenly came out of his sheath.

The prince in white used a pair of unbelievable hands to push Qiankun Li Jianli out of the hilt.

The place where the wound medicine used to be, and after he took it out, was supposed to be empty, and there was half a tiger talisman lying quietly.

Above is the mysterious and complicated Kui pattern.

This is the tiger talisman passed down by the Dayuan garrison from generation to generation.

For a moment, everything in the world was gone from Zongluo.

He didn't know how he held up the military talisman tremblingly, or how Mu Yuanlong led the garrison to kneel to greet him, shouting to welcome His Royal Highness back to the city. I don't know how the heavy bronze city gate was pushed open, and how he rode Zhao Yebai on the martial/strict Suzaku Avenue in the whole city. Is kneeling on the ground.

He didn't look at anything, and he didn't know anything. As they watched, they rushed into the heavily guarded palace where no one had entered or exited for dozens of days.

The palace servants knelt down. A gust of wind blew through his hair.

Qinggong was performed to the extreme, even ignoring the prohibition of using force in the palace.

Zong Luo's brain was muddled, and there was an unreal feeling of stray soul.

When the cold gate was closed, the universe in the sword was still empty. The only time he left his side... was the night before the witch sacrifice ceremony, when Emperor Yuan was drunk.

Later, the tiger talisman was returned to Zongluo when he left the imperial city, and the medicinal pill was taken away by Yu Beizhou, while Zhanlu was given to Zongluo by Emperor Yuan himself at the ceremony of the witch sacrifice.

How could the tiger talisman of the garrison appear out of thin air in the universe in the sword.

It was clearly put in by Emperor Yuan himself.

Such an important military power is no child's play. Why would he put it in?

In his last life, Zongluo was never given Zhanlu, let alone the universe in the sword. Even this little secret hidden in the sword was told to him by Emperor Yuan himself.

Unless... Emperor Yuan had long known that he would suffer a sudden illness and planned to transfer him out of the imperial city.

The clues that have been deliberately erased bit by bit come together like a puzzle.

Why in this life he escaped and came back, Emperor Yuan would be so frightened and angry.

Why did Emperor Yuan say that he had never dreamed of Zong Luo committing suicide like other people.

Why did he not present the Divine Dragon Jade at the birthday banquet of Emperor Yuan, but the 10,000-year-old ginseng, and Emperor Yuan's expression would be so unhappy.

Why was Emperor Yuan's expression so calm after confessing the truth that night? Not even the slightest doubt.

Why was Emperor Yuan so eager to consolidate power for him after making him the crown prince, to form the East Palace, and to push all his confidants to the top.

Why in this life, Emperor Yuan no longer hides his concern for him, but tells him one thing bit by bit, in action and in words - the father loves you very much, loves you very much.

......

And so on, there are too many places that are different from the previous life.

It's just that Emperor Yuan never said it, and no one dared to think about it.

It is impossible for man to predict the future. It is also impossible to be reborn once, change fate against the sky, and sail smoothly.

Everything points to a final, most unbelievably absurd result.

Behind the deep and shallow curtain of the bedroom, the cold and hard outline of the emperor's death was reflected.

His breathing was light, and his chest was barely heaving, as if he were dying.

Zong Luo knelt down in front of the dragon bed, shaking like a sieve.

He called out softly, his voice hoarse and unbelievably hoarse, with tears streaming down his face: "Father."

Zongluo never thought about it. It turned out that he and Yu Beizhou were not the only ones who were reborn in this life.

Even before their rebirth, he began to lay out the thread on the chessboard for his most beloved child who was not of his own blood... Emperor Yuan.