concubine on top

Chapter 26

The little emperor had a dream.

In the dream, he went back to the day when the emperor's brother ascended the throne.

That day was a good and auspicious day, the sky was extremely clear and there was not a single cloud. He was lying on the big stone table in the imperial garden, waiting for the enthronement ceremony to begin.

In fact, he really wanted to go and help the emperor's brother, but unfortunately, the queen mother thought he was sloppy, fearing that he would knock over this and break that, and ordered him to wait outside. , so I had to go to this imperial garden alone to pass the time.

He was lying down, thinking wildly in his head. For a moment, he thought that he would go to the fiefdom after the emperor's brother succeeded to the throne, and he was a little sad. For a moment, he thought that the food and beauties in his fiefdom were famous, and he was a little excited.

After thinking about it for this round, he got up in a jiffy, jumped back to the East Palace, and stretched his neck to look—Huh?Why is it still not good, being an emperor is really troublesome, dressing up like a big girl who is about to get on a sedan chair.

He giggled, thinking that this analogy was very interesting.

In a blink of an eye, the surrounding scene changed. He stood in the Golden Luan Hall and followed the courtiers to welcome his brother who was about to ascend the throne.

Brother Huang walked very slowly, his steps were as solemn as his attire today, and the multicolored beads hanging from the crown swayed gently, covering the emperor's young face.

Step by step, Brother Huang got closer and closer to him, and he saw the face behind the bead.It has been a while since the death of the father, the funeral and government affairs, as well as the consolation to the mother... The days of hard work before enthronement made the eyes of the emperor's eyes a layer of blue and purple, but the eyes of the emperor's bright eyes looked straight ahead, showing firmness inside And calm, heavy, and heavy.

However, when Brother Huang stepped up the steps and was only one step away from the throne, a cloud of blood suddenly spewed out from his mouth, and the whole person fell down like a piece of paper.

He wanted to go to help the emperor up, but his spirit seemed to be caught, he could only stand there, watching the blood on the dragon chair slide down little by little, turning transparent, more and more, drowning the body of the emperor, That wet, pale face gradually began to look like a haggard water ghost...

"!"

The little emperor shuddered and opened his eyes.

A chill came over his heart, the little emperor pressed his heart, gasped for a few times, and after seeing his surroundings clearly, he calmed down a little.

Fortunately, everything just now was just a dream, the carriage was still moving, and although the surroundings were dark, Shen Yanchuan kept guarding there, like a jagged mountain, unmoving, but it was a bit uncomfortable after being close for a long time.

After a while, the prince's mausoleum arrived.

It was evening, and the sky was already glowing with pink and purple rays of light. The little emperor got out of the carriage in the glow like a beautiful man, revealed his identity, and entered the cemetery with six guards with golden swords who had changed into uniforms—just pretending to be In order not to let people find out that he left the palace and entered the Prince's Mausoleum, it is more useful to be the emperor.

The mausoleum guardian minister came to meet with smiles all over his face: "I don't know that His Majesty is here, but I have not lost my way to welcome you. Please punish me by Your Majesty."

The little emperor sized him up and said, "I dreamed about the emperor, so I came over to have a look. There is nothing I would not like to welcome."

"Oh..." The other party showed a clear look, and continued to smile and flatter, "Your Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince have always been brothers and brothers, and they have a deep relationship... Your Majesty has worked hard all the way, why don't you sit in the hall and have a drink?" Mouth tea?"

"I have a lot of things to do every day, so how can I have that leisure time?" The little emperor flicked his sleeves in a hurry to check the condition of the tomb, "Take me directly to the top of the treasure, and I want to talk to the emperor brother."

The mausoleum guard raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect the emperor to say that, but after a moment of astonishment, he recruited people to prepare the sacrificial objects, and led the way to Baoding personally very attentively.

Baoding is the dome of the underground palace, with multiple layers of sand and soil compacted. Seen from the ground, it is a high and raised mound.When the little emperor came to the mound, he neither lit incense nor burned paper, but walked around the mound slowly, and even touched it a few times: "It has been raining a lot recently, and the treasure top was built with earth and rocks. Will it soften and collapse?"

The mausoleum guard showed his yellow teeth with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there is still white ash in the earth and rocks. It was poured with glutinous rice soup and reinforced with iron nails. How can it be destroyed by mere rain? Besides, there are also ducts under the underground palace. , even if there is a little rain, it will never affect His Royal Highness's sleep."

The little emperor nodded, as if he was satisfied with his words: "All right. Brother Huang, has this tomb been repaired this year?"

"There are some." The mausoleum guard said with a low eyebrow, "I have only cultivated it."

"Since it has only been repaired, the soil on the passage should not be filled yet? Dig it up, and I will go down and have a look."

After the little emperor finished speaking, he looked up at the minister guarding the mausoleum. After hearing the shocking words, the latter choked on a thorn in his throat and said, "Your Majesty, it takes days to open the tomb. You can't open it at will." ! Moreover, the sunset is just at the time when yin is flourishing and yang is declining, if something collides with His Majesty's golden body, I can't bear it."

"Hmph, I never believed in this evil," the little emperor stared at him suspiciously, "Even if the soul of the emperor brother is really here, he has always been kind to me, so how could he hurt me?"

"But now His Royal Highness is..."

The more he looked for reasons, the more the little emperor felt that he was sneaky, and he stopped his mouth with one sentence: "Stop talking nonsense, if I tell you to dig, you can dig! I'll take care of anything!"

The minister who guarded the mausoleum had to do so.

After a while, the passage on the southwest side of the mausoleum was dug open. The mausoleum guard stood aside and said pitifully to the little emperor: "Your Majesty, I'm really worried, why don't you go in? If you have anything to say, I'll tell you Can someone bring it in?"

"Okay, don't shake." The little emperor saw that the passage was open, and his doubts about him dropped a little, and his tone eased a little, "I'll come up after I have a look, it won't take long."

The mausoleum guard bowed his head, quietly hid the smile on his face, and turned his face to secretly wink at an eunuch holding a torch.

However, the next moment, Shen Yanchuan kicked him into the tunnel: "Do you think the emperor can't see you winking? Go down and test the water level first!"

The little emperor stared dumbfounded at the minister disappearing into the dark hole, accompanied by a long "ah—" and thought to himself that he really didn't see what he was doing just now. Question, let's come up later and say a few words of comfort. It's a pity that I fell down.

Shen Yanchuan didn't have time to explain to him, so he turned around and asked two guards to take two torches to go in to clear the way, and then told the other guards outside: "If we haven't come up after an hour, go into the cave to find someone, whoever breaks through , shoot to kill!"

After he finished speaking, he took the little emperor into the passageway.

In the passageway, the mausoleum guard fell and ate shit, and managed to get up. The two torches were pressed against the back of his head, burning him so that he could vaguely smell a sticky smell. He always felt that the two guards were going to burn his hat and hair together. up.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have already come down, don't let the ministers go first?" His voice was trembling, and he didn't dare to walk too fast.

Seeing that he was really scared, the little emperor was hesitating whether to agree or not, so Shen Yanchuan responded, "It's okay to go the second one, but there will be more knives around the neck. Would you like to try it, my lord?"