My father ordered me to kill the emperor, but His Majesty bestowed a princess upon me instead.

The fifth day of the reconciliation in Yong'an.

The most difficult sheet of paper is still not finished.

How to conclude the order to kill the lord?

The father refused to leave.

I do not comply.

The emperor couldn't possibly pretend it didn't happen.

The Ministry of War recommended that Shen Lie be charged with treason.

Suspend military supplies to the southwest.

After reading it, the father only asked one question:

"Whose food supplies should be cut off?"

The Ministry of War official did not answer.

The Southwest Army was the one that stopped.

It wasn't Shen Lie.

Many people in the army were unaware of the order to kill the emperor.

They did not go to Beijing.

They used their grain to force their father to rescind the order.

It's not much different from eleven years ago when they used grain from Jiangbei to coerce the army.

The mother crossed this out.

The Court of Imperial Clan Affairs suggested issuing an imperial edict to summon Shen Lie to the capital for trial.

Father asked:

"What if I don't go?"

The official from the Court of Imperial Clan Affairs said, "This is tantamount to defying the imperial decree."

"Then?"

"The imperial court has dispatched troops."

"We're back to having food supplies cut off."

"Father said."

This one is useless too.

An old censor from the Censorate proposed:

"Shen An may refuse to accept it in public."

"There is no one to carry out the father's command."

"Therefore, it does not pose an immediate danger of regicide."

"Shen Lie remains in custody awaiting trial for treason."

My father looked at me.

"You've already rejected it."

"in private."

"The old post station bears witness."

"But they did not enter the public military camp."

This is the key.

The father's order to kill the emperor was written into the military tent.

My refusal to pay tribute was only stated orally at the old post station and Xuanzheng Hall.

The order bears the seal of a tiger.

No, I refused.

If I die in the future.

Others could still say that Shen An was simply following orders.

They just haven't found the opportunity yet.

Mother said:

"Write."

Angelica dahurica is used as a paper liner.

The title is simple:

He refused to obey his father's order.

I picked up the pen.

Suddenly I don't know what to write as the first sentence.

Ah Liu said from the side:

"Young master."

"Um."

"I can't listen to what you write."

"Too short."

"I absolutely refuse to listen."

Bai Zhi looked at him.

"go out."

Ah Liu retreated outside the door.

They were peeking through the crack in the door.

I put pen to paper:

Shen An confirmed this publicly today.

The order to kill the emperor issued by Shen Lie is true.

I am aware of the reasons.

They still refuse to comply.

It's not because the emperor is innocent.

It wasn't because the father's order was false.

Rather, killing cannot precede opening the tent.

Xiao Jingheng bears responsibility for sealing off the tents in Jiangbei, sealing off the gates of Changning Palace, and delaying the old case of the late Empress.

Responsibility should be publicly verified.

Shen An could not close the case by using his private sword to represent the world.

At this point, the father asked:

"What if, in the end, the emperor cannot be killed?"

I put down my pen.

"That's another one."

"Aren't you afraid he'll exploit the system to survive?"

"Afraid."

"Therefore, the facts must be made public."

"Is making it public enough?"

"not enough."

I said, "But after I kill him with one blow."

Everyone says he died unjustly.

The emperor, standing to the side, said:

"You and your son were discussing how to kill me."

"Could you please avoid doing this in front of me?"

Mother said:

"Your Majesty is the person involved."

"We cannot avoid it."

The emperor shut up.

I continued writing:

If the court ultimately determines that Xiao Jingheng should abdicate, have his power restricted, be publicly held accountable for his crimes, or be subject to other punishments.

I agree to follow the open process.

If he is found guilty of a capital offense.

It must also be explained who made the judgment, what law was applied, and what the source of the facts was.

It is not permissible to substitute Shen Lie's father's order.

最后:

If this order is subsequently held by anyone else...

A letter of refusal must be attached at the same time.

One page is missing.

This is considered concealment.

I signed my name.

Shen An.

The father's tiger seal was not affixed.

Even stamping the imperial censor's seal wasn't enough.

Because I didn't refuse a government job.

Ultimately, a three-party seal was used.

My own handprint.

My mother testified.

The military camp at Qingxia witnessed this.

The father needs to add a page next to the original military command:

Shen An refused to comply.

I pushed the paper to him.

"Father signed for it."

The father looked at it for a long time.

"You put me next to your own orders."

"Why won't your son listen?"

"Yes."

"There has never been such a tent in the army."

"So it exists now."

Xu Sandao stood behind.

"General."

His father looked at him.

"explain."

"After writing it."

"No one else can carry out the young master's orders anymore."

The father's eyes darkened.

That statement is more useful than my words.

Xu Sandao is from Southwest China.

He knew how military orders were carried out by personal guards, former generals, and even the dead.

The father refused to leave.

Some people always feel that doing it for him is also a form of loyalty.

Write down "Refuse to accept".

So they blocked the road.

"You agree?"

The father asked.

Xu Sandao said:

"Your subordinates only obey the general's orders."

"Also, accept the person's consent."

"The person who accepted the offer refused."

"The order has not yet been fulfilled."

The father remained silent for a long time.

Pick up the pen.

Next to the side page of the Emperor Killing Decree, it says:

The messenger was Shen An.

Refuse to accept.

Shen Liezhi.

Four words.

It was much shorter than his original order.

But it was the first time his father had personally written "disobeying his father's orders" into the military tent.

The emperor finished reading it.

"Then what's the point of keeping the order?"

The father said, "The reason hasn't disappeared."

"I have opened the tent."

"The bill is not settled."

"You want to wait until it's all over before you kill me?"

"I'll watch it after it's finished."

The emperor sneered.

"General Shen will eventually be investigated as well."

The father ignored him.

The order to kill the emperor was not revoked.

However, it loses its direct enforcement power.

If Father still wants to kill the emperor in the future.

A new order must be issued.

Rewrite the reasons.

Find a new person to enforce the judgment.

We can't keep passing on that old mandate from eleven years ago.

The old order is on file.

Refuse to submit.

Both pages are indispensable.

This is the furthest we can go right now.

Not satisfying enough.

But it's harder for someone to take it away than a knife.

In the afternoon, the public copy of the late Empress's three-day diary was delivered to the old warehouse.

It has 42 pages in total.

Delete three pages of personal information.

Each page indicates:

It is irrelevant to the case.

Confirmed jointly by Zhao Yue, Xiao Lingyi, and Xiao Jingheng.

Each of the three people signed their names.

The emperor did not delete the part about leaving Changning Palace.

There was no deletion of the late empress's inquiry about whether the grain had been recovered.

The first copy of the public notice was displayed next to the Yong'an Rehabilitation List.

It's not a palace gate.

It's not the Imperial Clan Court.

Put it in Jiangbei first.

Many people don't understand it.

Then someone read it aloud page by page.

The emperor granted a three-day reprieve.

Someone in the crowd cursed.

The text mentions that the late empress refused a third dose.

Someone is crying.

The second letter from Gu Qinghe was read aloud, but it failed to reach the palace.

The mother sat in the back.

There is no past.

she says:

"Let them read the words first."

Don't look at me first.

The emperor was also by the granary gate.

He did not ride in the imperial carriage.

Just standing there.

After listening, a young man asked:

"His Majesty."

"The late Empress is dead."

Why didn't Wang Song die at that time?

The Emperor replied:

"I didn't dare take it."

The young man asked again, "Why?"

"I fear the political situation will become chaotic."

"Aren't you afraid now?"

"I'm still afraid."

The emperor said, "But let's open it first."

The young man thought for a moment.

"What if things get even more chaotic?"

The emperor did not answer immediately.

The mother said from behind:

"Good question."

The emperor glanced at her.

Finally, to the youth:

"If things get chaotic again..."

"First write down what I did."

"Don't just write 'message'."

This statement did not solve the problem.

At least it's not just empty talk.

By evening, all 500 shi of grain from the imperial estate had been stored in the granary.

The actual amount received was 496.7 shi (a unit of dry measure).

Less than three shi and three dou.

The Ministry of Revenue official said that road damage was within the regulations.

Cao Shun denied it.

"Say five hundred."

"Five hundred then."

The emperor asked Bai Zhi, "Who will bear the cost of the road damage?"

"If the grain transporters are without fault..."

"To be replenished from the internal treasury."

"It cannot be deducted from the debt."

The emperor ordered him to take up the post.

Before dark, three bushels and three measures were delivered.

Warehouse Card Rewriting:

Xiao Jingheng's personal grain debt.

Five hundred bushels have already been returned.

Five hundred bushels are still owed.

The first batch of grain from the southwest for my father has also arrived.

This is not new grain for military settlements.

It was old grain that he had transferred from the Qingxia military depot.

A total of one hundred shi (a unit of dry measure).

The mother asked, "Will this affect the army's rations?"

The father said, "This is the food for the general's banquet."

"What kind of banquet?"

"Rewarding veterans every year."

"It won't be held this year."

Xu Sandao said from the side:

"The old guard will curse."

The father said, "Let them come and curse me."

All the grain bags bore the seal of the Southwest Military Depot.

After being stored, the new plaque was hung next to the Emperor's plaque.

Shen Liejun's grain debt.

One hundred bushels have already been returned.

There is still a shortfall of 1,900 shi (a unit of dry measure).

The two cards are side by side.

An emperor.

A general.

They owe grain from the same place.

Ah Liu stood under the sign and looked at it for a long time.

"Young master."

"Um."

"Who owes the most now?"

"Father."

"So His Majesty won?"

"Paying off debts is not a competition."

"But they seem really eager to win."

I looked to the other side of the warehouse door.

The emperor was also looking at his father's cards.

My father was also watching the emperor's work.

They really do look very similar.

The mother had someone hang up a third empty sign.

Gu Qinghe is responsible for grain.

Still pending verification.

I asked, "Does Mother have to pay it back too?"

"I promised to keep two thousand."

"I didn't get it into my hands."

"A choice was made."

"How should I repay it?"

"have no idea."

She said, "Hang up first."

"Wait until they find out about my transaction."

The father saw the third card.

We finally made it through.

"Your debt doesn't count as a grain debt."

Why?

"I took the grain."

"I wrote the forwarding order."

"Not signed."

"I wrote it."

The two people looked at each other.

The father said, "I'll pay it for you."

The mother said, "No need."

"Husband and wife are one."

The Minister of the Court of Imperial Clan Affairs stood not far away.

Upon hearing those four words, I nodded subconsciously.

The mother turned her head.

"When implicated, husband and wife are one."

"Even debt repayment is a shared responsibility between husband and wife?"

The Minister of the Court of Imperial Clan Affairs dared not appoint him.

The father said, "This is different."

"What's different?"

"You haven't decided to ask for four thousand."

"But I decided to keep two thousand."

The mother said, "My two thousand."

"I'll do the nuclear test myself."

The father wanted to say something more.

I said from the side:

"Father."

"Um."

"She won't allow it."

He looked at me.

"Are you on her side again?"

"Stand beside the tent."

My father didn't look well.

The emperor laughed beside him.

His mother turned to look at him.

"His Majesty has only five hundred bushels left."

The emperor stopped laughing.

Three grain shortage notices were hung in front of the old granary.

The wind blows.

The wooden signs bumped together gently.

No one is innocent.

No one can pay off someone else's debts for them.

That night, a new urgent report arrived from the southwestern military camp.

It wasn't written by my father.

From the Qingxia Recruiting Camp.

Among the thirteen people who volunteered after being reinstated to their original residence.

Yue Da has gone missing.

He disappeared along with her.

There is also a set of old clothes belonging to Shen An's personal guards that have not yet been destroyed.

The paper left on the bed contained only one sentence:

The young master defied his father's orders.

Then we will offer it.

After reading it, I felt a chill run down my spine.

The page on my father's refusal to serve had just been written into the military tent.

Some people already think so.

It's because I didn't listen.

They should be the ones to do it for me.

The father stood under the lamp.

Her face looked even worse than mine.

"Fengqingxia Road".

I said, "We can't just seal it off."

"First, tell me Yue Da's real name, his old injuries, and whereabouts."

"He is not a fake soldier."

The father said, "They're doing something like a fake army now."

"Therefore, it is even more important to separate the two strokes."

The mother looked at the paper.

"Yue Da is not a person."

She said, "He didn't come up with that sentence himself."

"Someone is waiting for the page on refusing to pay tribute."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until they disobey their father's orders."

"Write it as the young master being controlled."

I understand.

We just stopped our father from carrying out his orders.

On the other hand, they started to create new reasons.

Shen An did not comply.

It wasn't that Shen An refused.

She was controlled by the emperor, the princess, and her mother.

Therefore, those who are loyal to the young master should kill the emperor for him.

The father's order was blocked.

The young master's orders will be forged again.

Those outside the tent were constantly learning.

The father picked up the paper.

"Xu Sandao".

"exist."

"Investigate the fundraising activities."

"First, find out who taught them to read the page about refusing tribute."

"Yes."

"Has Yue Daruo already entered the capital?"

My father looked at me.

I said:

"Find clothes first."

"Find someone else."

"Don't let him die as a member of Shen An's personal guard."

The emperor stood under two signs indicating that grain was in short supply.

His face was grave.

He thought that by adding the refusal to comply with the order to kill the emperor, the matter would be solved by one less knife.

But someone had already picked up that rejection.

A new knife has been sharpened.