In the 21st year of Dashengjinghe, the late emperor passed away and his youngest son ascended the throne.
The ninth son of the emperor, Song Huaijin, wore a black python robe and stepped into the Jinluan Palace. In the name of "assisting the administration", he actually acted as regent.
Three years later, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty only remembered what the three words "Song Huaijin" represented - life and death, and the determination of the nine clans with one word.
He is truly evil.
There is no hardship, no compulsion, and a natural enjoyment of control and destruction. Smiling at the enemy hides a knife, uses control on those who are useful, and kills all those who stand in the way.
The young emperor Song Yu was a knife sharpened by his own hands, with the blade pointing outwards and inwards.
On the day he took office, Song Yu imprisoned him in a deep palace, thinking that he had finally broken the backbone of this powerful official, but he didn't know...
Those who imprison the dragon will eventually be devoured by the dragon.
Xiao Che, the Marquis of Zhenbei, holds 400,000 border troops, is the God of War at the border, and is a mad dog in the capital.
Song Huaijin once saved him from death row on the condition that he kill his mentor.
Xiao Che hated him, but every time he triumphed, he was only attracted by the glass of poisonous wine at the city gate and the smile of the man in white when he handed the wine.
The enemy's proton Gu Yunzhou, the Northern Zhou secret chess player, and Song Huaijin tested each other, and the two villains attracted each other.
He thought he was setting up a plan, but he didn't know that he had become Song Huaijin's abandoned son who controlled the northern territory.
Shadow Guard Xuanying was personally selected from the Dead Soldiers Camp by Song Huaijin and trained for eight years.
It is his sharpest knife and most loyal dog.
When the empress dowager's decree, the late emperor's blood letter, the Northern Zhou cavalry, and the clan forced the palace to attack at the same time, Song Huaijin sat under the seventy-two ever-burning lamps in the Ancestral Temple, wearing white clothes and snow:
"My king's hands are so dirty that even I find them disgusting. But you just love these dirty hands."
