A burst of footsteps came from outside the palace, and the sun suddenly poured into the palace as the door opened. Gongsun Wulou, dressed in military uniforms, entered with a crossbow, followed by more than ten palace guards, also holding crossbows, all pointed at
Murong Beide's face flashed with joy, he pointed at the black robe and said in a trembling voice: "General Gongsun, you came just in time, hurry up, kill this traitor quickly, he..."
The black robe shook his head. Without saying a word, Gongsun Wulou suddenly turned the crossbow arrow and pointed it at Murong Beide behind the black robe. Before he could even utter a exclamation, he pulled the crossbow machine.
The vibrating sound of the bowstring continued, and at the same time as Gongsun Wulou, there were more than ten guards around him. Soon, Murong Beide was hit by at least twenty arrows in the chest. His eyes were wide open, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
The flow is long, but it has no breath.
The black robe turned around and looked at Murong Beide. A trace of tears actually flashed in his eyes. He walked to the dead Murong Beide, bent down, brushed his wide eyes with his right hand, and gently
He sighed softly: "Ade, why are you so stupid and go against me? I really don't want to kill you."
A hint of contempt flashed in Gongsun Wulou's eyes: "Who told him to be stubborn and go against the lord? This is asking for his own death."
The black robe turned around, and suddenly murderous intent appeared in his eyes. As soon as he raised his hand, all the guards around Gongsun Wulou were bleeding from their orifices and fell to the ground in an instant. Gongsun Wulou was stunned at first, and then he was so frightened that he quickly lost his mind.
He knelt down and banged his head heavily on the ground, his voice trembling: "My lord, my power is boundless, this life of this subordinate is like an ant in front of you, you can take it at any time, I don't dare to complain at all."
Heipao laughed, waved his hand, and closed the half-open door again. The hall fell into darkness again, with only the candlelight still flickering. Heipao looked at Gongsun's fifth floor and said coldly: "
Then tell me, how did Murong Beide die?"
Gongsun Wulou gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he was plotted by Liu Yu and died after returning. My lord, is this right?"
The black-robed man waved his big hand and slapped Gongsun Wulou on the face. Half of his cheeks were swollen, but the cold voice of the black-robed man could be heard in the wind: "Idiot, you have the ability to do this."
Will a hundred thousand troops gather again to attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty?"
Gongsun Wulou covered his face with confusion: "Didn't my lord want to provoke a war between Nan Yan and Eastern Jin? Why this time..."
Heipao glared at Gongsun Wulou fiercely, and was so frightened that he quickly stopped talking. Heipao said: "It depends on the time and occasion. Last time Liu Jingxuan failed in his assassination, he fled back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Nan Yan's army came out.
The famous Liu Jingxuan, who could be said to have been ordered by Liu Yu, came to assassinate. In addition, the tribes had not fought for many years and had not captured any prisoners. Therefore, they were delighted when they heard about the battle and came to meet them one after another. This was the grand occasion of an army of 400,000."
"But now the opportunity has passed. Liu Yu was so clever that in the name of compensating for this incident, he spent millions of shi of military rations and tens of millions of dollars of military expenses. Each tribe shared a lot of benefits and went back satisfied.
, as the art of war goes, attack them when they are too lazy to return. Such a well-fed army has no fighting spirit and morale. In addition, the monarch has recently lost his life. The most important thing to do now is to quickly support the new monarch to the throne and stabilize Nanyan.
When the situation stabilizes and the Jin Kingdom in the south changes again, we will send troops south again."
Gongsun Wulou nodded quickly and said: "What the Lord said is absolutely true. I will go and support the Prince's Palace..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly saw the cold gaze in the black robe, and immediately reacted: "But this old emperor, he..."
The black robe said coldly: "You haven't figured out how the old emperor died yet."
Gongsun Wulou gritted his teeth: "Then, let's say that His Majesty was old and frail. He fell ill again during this expedition and became ill after returning. He died suddenly in the palace. Before his death, he decreed that Prince Murong Chao ascended the throne."
The expression in the black robe softened slightly: "This is more or less the same. However, if it is the rule of the Han family, when the emperor dies, all the clan members, the queen mother, the empress, and all the ministers must come to the funeral, and the body must be lain for seven days to build a mourning hall.
The way he is now, doing this is tantamount to telling the world that he was murdered."
Gongsun Wulou was sweating profusely, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "But the old emperor is from Xianbei. According to the customs of our Hu people, there is no need to bother. After the death of Emperor Zhao Shi Le, there were also tombs scattered all over and he was buried secretly.
, and the tyrant Shi Hu even buried the real corpse under the Chaohui Hall, which no one could have imagined. The old emperor had fought countless battles and had enemies all over the world. Even in the land of Qilu, there are no one who knows how many people want him.
His life, therefore, is a matter of course for him to be buried secretly and not have a public physical funeral."
The black robe smiled slightly: "Fifth floor, I didn't misjudge you. You are really a damn talent. I will leave this matter to you. Of course, it must be done in the name of Murong Chao. Only if it is done well can we
Let him ascend the throne smoothly and stop the mouths of those old ministers."
Gongsun Wulou had a smile on his face and was about to speak when something suddenly occurred to him and he said: "Master, there are other things that are easy to talk about, but this is Murong Lan..."
The black robe sighed softly: "This is also the most difficult thing for me to deal with. I will handle it myself. You don't have to worry about it."
Gongsun Wulou gritted his teeth: "The relationship between this woman and the old emperor is really extraordinary, and her information is too powerful. I'm afraid we can't hide what happened today from her. If he finds out, we will...
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The black robe said in a deep voice: "I said, I will handle this matter, you don't need to worry about it, whether to kill or release, wait until I see her!"
How could Gongsun Wulou dare to say anything again and kowtow to the ground again? The black robe passed by him and walked to the back of the dragon chair. His voice came from the dark shadow: "While holding the funeral, send someone to
Hou Qin contacted Murong Chao's mother, wife and children to return them. If Liu Yu was not dealt with this time, I'm afraid he will have to find a way to find strong foreign aid in the future."
One day later, the capital city of Nanyan was Guanggu, Tianlao, and the innermost area.
This is a spotlessly clean, even sandalwood-filled room. Bookcases, tables and chairs are arranged neatly. The furniture and bed curtains are inlaid with gold and silver. Sandalwood is burning in the incense burner. If it weren't for the big iron outside,
The door, or even the inner hall of the palace, is nothing more than that.
Murong Lan was dressed in palace clothes, sitting on the bed, with tears in her eyes, looking at the black robe standing in front of her, biting her lips tightly: "How could you do this? He has been with you for decades...
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This chapter has been completed!