An Ruhai knelt in front of the emperor's couch, and the emperor leaned half on the bed, slowly looking through the thick report An Ruhai had investigated in the past few days and the corresponding evidence.

"Everything went well?" the emperor asked.

An Ruhai noticed that the emperor did not read the report and evidence very seriously, and seemed to be just taking the motions like a brief look.

"Yes, it's very smooth. After discovering a clue, the others will be natural." An Ruhai replied.

The emperor laughed, his laughter was strange, and he was harsh like a night owl. "It's good, it's good! What a fool, it's fool!"

An Ruhai lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He didn't know whether the emperor was the one who commented on him or someone else.

"Ruhai, what do you think about this?" The emperor left the report in his hand and stared at An Ruhai with his eyes.

When An Ruhai looked up, the emperor's eyes were a little pissed, as if he had been seeing his soul. After a shock, he lowered his head again: "I have no opinion. I am ordered to investigate, but I only report the investigation results to Your Majesty accurately. As for the rest, it will be judged by Your Majesty."

"Holy Punishment? Punishment!" The old emperor laughed again, followed by a violent coughing sound. An Ruhai saw in panic that blood splashed out with the old emperor's coughing sound. Qin Yi hurriedly took warm water, a hot towel rinsed the emperor's mouth and wiped it.

Your Majesty is really not good. An Ruhai was a little sad. The emperor was once one of the few masters in the Great Chu. However, no matter how high his martial arts cultivation is, it is still too old and the invasion of the disease. An Ruhai knew very well that even His Majesty's cultivation was not enough to suppress the illness, and that day was really not far away.

"This is forcing the palace! I'm forcing me!" The old emperor gasped, raised his hand, and the thick report snowflakes flew, falling all over An Ruhai.

An Ruhai knelt wherever he was, and he didn't dare to move.

His Majesty the Emperor is sick. In the past six months, he has hardly walked out of the gate of this bedroom, but His Majesty is very clear in his heart.

With his head down, An Ruhai said nothing, waiting for His Majesty to speak. He knew that when His Majesty spoke again, it would be the prelude to the beginning of the next era of Great Chu.

"An Ruhai." The sound of gasping slowly subsided, and the emperor's voice came from his head. The previous anger could not be heard from the sound, and only peace was left.

"I am here." An Ruhai held his breath.

"You took my order arrows and went... to seal the Prince's East Palace. No one is allowed to enter and exit, including the Prince."

An Ruhai let out a long breath, and he knew that the dust had finally settled. In this thrilling battle, the second prince Min Ruoying won completely and the crown prince was completely defeated.

This great Chu is about to change the world.

He kowtowed to His Majesty the Emperor, stood up, turned around and walked out, Qin Yi stood by the door, holding the emperor's golden order arrow in both hands, and handed it to An Ruhai.

Holding the Jinpi order arrow tightly, An Ruhai felt a little hot. He had used to take the Jinpi order arrow to do business many times, but this time, it was completely different.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he walked towards him. It was Yang Yihe, the left prime minister of the Great Chu Dynasty, who was above ten thousand people and below him. They looked at each other silently across the imperial road.

"That day, I thought you would go in." After a moment, Yang Yihe broke his silence.

"I thought about it and then, so what if I go in? After all, I can't change the result." An Ruhai shook his head and said.

"That's not necessarily. If you and I work together, your Majesty will have to consider it."

"Yang Xiang, I will never go against Your Majesty's wishes." An Ruhai looked down at the golden arrow in his hand.

Yang Yihe's eyes also fell on Jin Pi's arrow at the same time. His face turned slightly pale, but he instantly returned to normal, "Commander An, you are also a soldier!"

An Ruhai suddenly felt a sense of shame: "Xiang Yang, I am Your Majesty's minister first."

"Even if Your Majesty is wrong?"

"This time, I think Your Majesty is not necessarily wrong, or there is another situation that cannot be confirmed. Yang Xiang, you are the head of civil officials and the chief minister of the dynasty. Looking at the problem and thinking about things, I think it will be longer than me, a martial artist. Why can't you think about it this time?"

"A gentleman stands in the world and does what he does, but does not do what he does." Yang Yihe was silent for a while. "Yang studied, entered the world, became a minister, and ruled the government. He did not dare to be open-minded, but he did not dare to trample on the bottom line."

"It's useless, Your Majesty has made up his mind." Looking at Yang Yi and the literati, An Ruhai felt a sense of admiration in his heart. This may be what their scholars say, and I am afraid I will never learn it.

"Ruhai is going to the Prince's East Palace?" Yang Yihe asked.

"yes!"

"Can you wait for me for a moment?"

An Ruhai hesitated for a while. Yang Yihe was the emperor's young playmate and a friend of the general gang. For decades, he has assisted the emperor in governing the Great Chu. He is highly respected and deeply trusted by His Majesty. He is regarded as a good friend by His Majesty. Can he really change the ending?

"It won't take long and it won't delay your business. Besides, I don't care about this matter for a while. Could it be that the crown prince can do anything else at this little time?" Yang Yihe said with a wry smile.

"I am waiting for Yang Xiang here." An Ruhai finally made up his mind. Whether it succeeds or not, it will take a while, which can be regarded as respect for this old minister.

"Thank you, Ruhai." Yang Yihe nodded and turned around and walked towards the palace.

Stepping into the gate of the bedroom, Yang Yihe fell to the ground without saying a word, touching the ground with his forehead. The emperor lay on the bed, tilting his head to look at Yang Yihe, without saying a word. The two of them knelt and lie down, confronting each other strangely. Qin Yi, the eunuch standing aside, twisted his body uneasy, and his eyes turned around on the emperor and Yang Yihe.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the emperor finally sighed: “Yihe, get up, my intentions have been decided.”

"Your Majesty, how can 60,000 heroes keep their eyes closed? How can the people of Anyang County who have been robbed by hundreds of thousands of disasters be convinced?" Yang Yihe raised his head, stammered his neck, and said.

"The dead are gone. People, alas, the people will never know the truth inside. The successful ones are kings, and the losers are enemies. When we were studying together, don't you remember what the teacher said? History is always submerged under the pen of the winner." The emperor laughed and said, "Yihe, you have been similar for nearly twenty years. Haven't you understood this truth yet?"

"Your Majesty, the king is righteous and powerful. If you use cunning to gain profit, establish the world with ingenuity, and make a ruthless plan, then the man will not last long and the country will not grow." Yang Yihe said slowly. "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is generous and kind. If you are the king, even if you cannot carry forward the Great Chu, you will be able to maintain success. If the two princes are the king, you will most likely go to two extremes. Either the Great Chu dominate the world, or the Great Chu loses its country and destroys its clan. Your Majesty, we cannot take this risk!"

"Ruoying cannot be a wise king, but he may become a domineering king." The emperor on the bed sighed: "Ruocheng is too kind and can only become a coward. Yihe, in this game of chess, he has no power to fight back. Even the people around him are carrying him one by one, which really disappoints me. Do you think such a person can really become the king of the Great Chu? I can't live long, how long can you live? How many years can you help him? No one can always support him. Ruoying is a little cruel, but from my perspective, or from the perspective of Da Chu, he is more suitable. The world has been peaceful for more than a hundred years, and the Dong Qi is eyeing him, and the ambition to unify the world has long been unconcealed. If a war breaks out, Qi will attack Chu first, and I can only take risks."

Yang Yihe fell silent. He knew the character of His Majesty the Emperor. He nodded and knocked three words silently, "Your Majesty, I am old, I ask me to retire and return home."

"Okay, you have been the prime minister for more than 20 years. If Ying becomes the throne, you will not be allowed to leave earlier. While I am still alive, you can return home in glory and raise your old age." The emperor said sadly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Yihe stood up with sobs, bent down deeply and saluted, "Take care of your Majesty."

Next to the Imperial Road, An Ruhai looked at Yang Yihe and burst into tears, and knew that things had no change. "Left Prime Minister!"
Chapter completed!