The emperor's cheeks were tense, and he faintly twitched. He stood up from the throne, pointed at Murong Yan and said, "It's you, you are still alive."
"Yeah, I'm still alive." Murong Yan's side face was stained with faint blood, and the silver armor was half stained red. He walked into the palace unhurriedly. He obviously had such an outstanding face, but it was stained with blood, full of murderous looks, and there was a careless and faintly mad determination in his eyes. Even in front of killing his father and enemies, Murong Yan remained calm and decent, and his every move was elegant: "Second Uncle, it was your biggest mistake not to kill me five years ago."
The emperor stared at Murong Yan closely, and pulled the corner of his lower lip coldly: "My good nephew, I thought you wouldn't want to call me second uncle anymore."
"I really don't want to." Murong Yan said calmly, as if stating that it will rain tomorrow, "However, you don't have a very young son, and I have to let you live for a while. It is not good for me to call you too bluntly." Follow-up actions. Anyway, it’s just a difference of tongue, as long as you get the power, it doesn’t matter what you shout, what do you think, second uncle?”
Murong Yan made no secret of his intentions, the emperor was so angry that the muscles on his face twitched, and he said viciously: "Little fanatic, you are ignorant and fearless, the people you have met are not as many as mine, you think it's up to you, really Can you plot against me? You are only winning for a while, and you dare to be so arrogant. With your disposition, it is difficult to achieve great things."
The emperor's words were extremely blunt, and many soldiers who followed the siege were annoyed, but Murong Yan himself was not angry at all, and instead laughed: "Second Uncle is right, I am indeed not as old as you, I entrusted the young Thanks to my blessing, I can probably live a few years longer than Second Uncle, and that's enough."
Being told in front of his face that he didn't live long, the emperor was so angry that his face was livid. Yin Yikun, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face and tears all over his face, was still pinched under his feet. The emperor stared at Murong Yan sullenly, and did not speak. Murong Yan walked slowly in the palace, and suddenly smiled and looked at the emperor: "I haven't seen you for many years, Second Uncle's demeanor is much calmer. You deliberately provoked me, but you didn't refute anything. It seems that you are very confident in Jinyang's reinforcements. "
The emperor was stunned for a moment. He sent a secret edict to Jinyang to transfer troops yesterday. Calculating the time, the secret edict is almost here. Jinyang has a strong army, with 80,000 soldiers and horses, it is impossible for Murong Yan's 30,000 troops to resist. So the emperor deliberately said something off-topic to delay the time. This was his trump card. He didn't expect Murong Yan to point it out in one sentence: "You know everything?"
"I know more than that." Murong Yan waved his hand and said to the people behind him, "Come here, bring up the emperor's autographed letter."
The emperor watched his secret edict being sent back intact, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he could no longer hold back his anger: "Murong Yan, you..."
In the blink of an eye, the emperor suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "By the way, Geng Di. No wonder you dared to besiege Yecheng with 30,000 troops. It turns out that you have subdued the 100,000 troops on the western front."
Jinyang is equivalent to the deputy capital, with a strong garrison, responsible for defending the capital. With Geng Di's army restraining him, Jin Yang did not dare to send troops easily. But Jinyang is always a threat. If Jinyang cannot be resolved, it will be useless even if he storms Yecheng. Therefore, Murong Yan needs a good name, such as Qing Junfang.
The emperor's complexion became extremely bad, Murong Yan had seen through the emperor's plan early in the morning, and even blocked his secret edict, the emperor's chance of turning the tables was completely gone. Thinking of this, the emperor completely tore off the face of his uncle and nephew, and stared at Murong Yan viciously: "I saw you, but I didn't expect so many people to betray me in secret. I should have killed all these hypocrites long ago. Murong Yan, you don't need to be complacent, if they can betray me today, how do you know they won't betray you tomorrow? My today is your tomorrow."
"Thank you, Second Uncle." Murong Yan hooked his lips very lightly, with a smile that was not a smile, "This will not worry Second Uncle. Since Second Uncle took the throne, he has acted against the law, and the people are full of resentment. I will do this kind of thing. Many courtiers have entrusted me to speak to my second uncle, please ask my second uncle to invite a good minister, far away from the villain, and set the record straight."
The emperor looked coldly at the audience and said: "Hypocrisy, you have already given me poisoned wine, why are you pretending to be a filial son and grandson now? You are like your useless father. You are incompetent, so you always use some high-sounding It's ridiculous to use your name to hide your shame."
When the prince was mentioned, Murong Yan's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly became sharper. The poisonous wine of that generation was based on systematic poisons. Murong Yan had his subordinates who were good at poisons specially adjust it. The poison of the system was colorless and tasteless, and there was less pain when he died. But Murong Yan needed people to know why the emperor died. , the most important thing is that letting the emperor die cleanly is too cheap for him. They originally planned to poison the emperor, but they didn't expect the emperor to give poisoned wine to the empress, but it's no different, the death of an empress can also achieve a deterrent effect, and with the emperor in hand, Murong Yan can issue orders in the name of the emperor. People dare not disobey.
There are still many things that Murong Yan needs to deal with outside. Murong Yan is not in the mood to deal with a defeated general. He glanced at the ground, looked away coldly, and said: "Second Uncle fell into today's scene, all because of being raped by treacherous ministers." Deceived, I didn't expect the treacherous minister's appetite to get bigger and bigger, and he became rebellious and wanted to kill the king. Now the queen was poisoned to death by the wine of Prime Minister Yin, and the emperor escaped by luck, but he was also injured by the treacherous minister. The sycophant who caused chaos should really be shredded into pieces. What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you drag it down and share the worries for the Holy One."
Yin Yikun was so frightened that he used both hands and feet, crawled behind the emperor with no manners, and hugged the corner of the emperor's clothes tightly: "Your Majesty, I am loyal to you, you must save me. Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
The emperor favored Yin Yikun, but the other courtiers almost hated him to death. They had been waiting for this day for a long time, and now finally when Murong Yan spoke, several people immediately stepped forward, grabbed Yin Yikun's hands and feet like iron tongs, and dragged him outside like a pig or sheep. The emperor had a deep affection for Yin Yikun. Seeing this, he wanted to protect Yin Yikun, but was firmly blocked by Murong Yan's people.
Yin Yikun was so frightened that his pants were wet, and he kept crying, and the emperor felt like a knife was twisting his heart. After Yin Yikun was thrown outside, a soldier came in and asked Murong Yan for instructions: "Your Highness, what should I do with this shameless villain?"
"Old General Geng was almost killed by him, and the Geng family army also suffered a lot because of him. Call some Geng family soldiers to come over and hack to death."
The soldier was overjoyed when he heard this, and he clasped his fists and said loudly, "Yes."
When Murong Yan saw the emperor's expression, he smiled softly: "Second Uncle watched live people fighting tigers and fratricide, but he didn't feel weak. Why can't Second Uncle listen to the voice today? My nephew thought that Second Uncle I like these very much, and I deliberately didn't let them go too far. Why, second uncle doesn't like it?"
The veins in the emperor's hands were bulging, his eyes were full of tears, and he was sad and dark, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he glared at Murong Yan viciously: "You have treated me like this, and I am waiting to see what happens to you. You must be cut into pieces , everyone betrayed their relatives, and they will die a bad death!"
This kind of curse is quite vicious, and the elders are about to come forward to argue immediately, but Murong Yan waved his hand to stop him, not caring at all: "I also think that it is rare for a person like me to die well, but it's a pity, Second Uncle won't be able to see it."
Murong Yan turned and walked out, and said as he walked: "The treacherous traitor made trouble and hijacked the emperor. He was killed on the spot, but we came a step too late. Unfortunately, the emperor was injured by the traitor."
Murong Yan was about to leave the house, the emperor's voice was full of unwillingness, and came from the empty throne: "Where have you been hiding all these years? Who is helping you?"
Murong Yan paused for a while, a sarcastic smile crossed his lips, and finally all his expressions subsided, and he stepped out of the hall without hesitation: "The emperor is seriously injured, give him a few stab wounds, and then send him to recuperate."
After coming out, a spy followed behind Murong Yan and whispered, "Your Highness, there is news from Bai Rong."
"Bai Rong?" Murong Yan immediately became serious and asked, "What did she say?"
"She said that she has done her best, and please leave the rest, Your Highness."
This sentence was nonsensical, but Murong Yan understood it all at once. He didn't sleep all night, his armor was stained with blood, although his face didn't look tired, but his attitude was indifferent, the blood all over the ground and the defeated enemy couldn't move him in the slightest. But now, just hearing a specious piece of news is enough to make Murong Yan's ice and snow melt, and a smile appeared on his mouth: "I see, let's go down."
The spy had just taken two steps, when Murong Yan suddenly called out: "Come back."
"Your Highness?"
"When did she come?"
"Yesterday at Xu time."
At Xushi yesterday, that means she had been angry all night. Murong Yan cast a thoughtful look at the spy, "Go down. Report this kind of news immediately."
The spies didn't dare to vent their anger, and held their breath, they said, "Obey."
The people of Yecheng spent a frightening night. No matter it was the family of the officials or ordinary people, they all held the door tightly, and no one dared to sleep. Early the next morning, news came from the palace that the morning court was held as usual.
In the morning, when the civil and military officials looked up, they saw the emperor's seat hanging in the air, and a slender man wearing a black county royal uniform stood calmly at the front of the Hanyuan Hall. Soon, the prime minister committed suicide and the emperor was injured so that he could not manage affairs, so the news that the former crown prince's son-in-law King Langya was entrusted to act as the agent of the government spread all over the capital.
In the Yu Mansion, the female relatives also heard the news that King Langya supervised the country. Many people couldn't react to this, and talked about the news of the young county king in disbelief.
The maids got together to discuss, but Yu Qingjia just listened and didn't talk to her. Bai Rong secretly glanced at Yu Qingjia, and seeing Yu Qingjia's expressionless face, she felt more and more guilty. She sent the noisy little maid away, and carefully served Yu Qingjia a cup of tea: "My lady, why don't you talk?"
Yu Qingjia said lightly, "I have nothing to say to you."
"I have nothing to say to her, so I have something to say to me." The door of the room was cleared at some point, and a black figure stood at the door, glanced at Bai Rong indifferently, "Everyone go out."