As he spoke, Zhao Changqing asked someone to fetch the Human Emperor Sword, and even the armor that he usually didn't bother to wear was fetched, as if he was looking for someone to fight with all his strength.

Everyone was surprised when they saw this scene.

Could it be that His Highness King Qi’s obsession with the throne has reached such a deep level?

Do you need to be so horny?

Zhao Changqing was about to put on the armor. He looked at everyone who seemed a little confused and said, "Why are you all standing still? Why don't you go down and prepare? Are you turning a deaf ear to what I say?"

Everyone looked at each other, are they going to do this now?

Zhao Changqing saw that they still didn't move, and he felt completely anxious, and said: "Don't even look at what time it is now? Are you still so calm and dazed here? I can tell you that you are late, this is so lively

I can’t stand it anymore!”

Everyone was speechless and didn't know what to say.

In the end, Zhuge Liang pretended to cough twice, and then said: "Your Majesty, there is no need for us to rush now. The most important thing we should do at this moment is to wait and see what happens.

If His Majesty really dies, and the Third Prince and the Crown Prince are fighting to the death, it will be the time for our troops to march to Chang'an.

At that time, we can say to the outside world that we are on the side of the Qing Dynasty. In this way, we will also have a reason to send troops, and we can block the mouth of the world. It is better to send troops with famous troops than to send troops with unknown troops.

This can reduce your notoriety to the greatest extent."

Zhao Changqing became excited when he heard this, "Are you saying that if we send troops at this moment, it will bring irreparable notoriety to this king?"

Zhuge Liang nodded, "Exactly."

At this time, Zhao Changqing suddenly laughed twice, leaving everyone confused.

How did they know that this was exactly what Zhao Changqing wanted.

It's good to have a bad reputation, but having a bad reputation means you have mediocrity!

It would have been better if Zhuge Liang didn't say that. Once he said that, it directly caused him to become completely impatient and wanted to lead his army to Chang'an immediately.

"You don't need to say anything more. Chen Qingzhi, I will appoint you as the vanguard. Zhao Yun, I will appoint you as the second vanguard. You two will each lead an army of 100,000 and rush to Chang'an first to control the situation there.

I personally led all the armies and besieged Chang'an. When my father dies, I will immediately attack Chang'an and ascend the throne and proclaim myself emperor!"

Zhao Changqing is not afraid of anything now, and he dares to say anything.

In short, in one sentence, anyone who prevents him from becoming emperor now is more deserving of hatred than a combination of circumstances that destroys his mediocrity.

Hearing that Zhao Changqing had given the order, Chen Qingzhi and Zhao Yung just wanted to take the order when they were interrupted by Zhuge Liang: "Wait a minute."

Then he bowed to Zhao Changqing and said: "Your Majesty, now is not the time. If we go now, it will easily make this matter self-defeating and make us passive.

So far, we have barely stabilized the situation in Qingzhou. If we send all the troops in Qingzhou into Chang'an at this moment, then the remaining Jin army outside the border town of Qingzhou can capture Qingzhou with just one general.

Once we fall into passivity, we are afraid that the situation will be very bad. At that time, we will be attacked from both sides. If we make a slight mistake, we will lose everything."

Zhao Changqing heard the sound and thought for a while, it seemed that this was the case, so he frowned and asked: "What should we do?"

Zhuge Liang replied: "Your Majesty is not dead yet, he is just seriously ill now. All the wise people in Wei are waiting and watching. Whoever is the first to succeed will be besieged by the whole world, and the gain will definitely outweigh the loss."

Although the third prince led his troops back to Chang'an, he did not commit any act of disobedience. We are different. Once the troops enter Chang'an, they will definitely fight with all their strength. Let me ask, if hundreds of thousands of troops rush to Chang'an together, what will happen to us then?

Explain to the world?

But when His Majesty dies and the third prince and the prince fight for each other, things will be different. At that time, in the name of Qingjun, there will be no worries, so why not?

We can take advantage of this period of time to eliminate the hidden dangers outside Qingzhou one by one. By that time, according to General Chen's description, I am afraid that His Majesty will be dead. In this way, we can take advantage of the right time, place and people, and have a 100% chance

odds of winning.”

I have to admit that what Zhuge Liang said makes sense. Zhao Changqing couldn't help but nodded, and then said: "Well, let's do what you said. As for some of the soldiers and generals outside Qingzhou, I will also leave them to you.

"

At this moment, Zhao Changqing has already made plans. When he ascends to the throne in the future, no matter what Zhuge Liang says, he must do the opposite in order to gain the mediocrity value.

Chang'an City.

Royal Palace.

A man in black and an old eunuch in black and white are standing next to the dragon couch.

The man in black was bowing to the drowsy Wei Emperor who was lying on the dragon bed: "Your Majesty, based on various inquiries from my subordinates, I finally learned that His Highness the King of Qi is not dead, and...

He deliberately cheated his death and lured the enemy into an ambush. At present, the commander-in-chief of the Jin army has been captured by His Highness King Qi."

When the Emperor of Wei heard this, his bloodshot eyes suddenly became a lot clearer, but this was definitely not a good thing, because before a person dies, his eyes are usually more crystal clear.

The two of them saw him coughing twice on the dragon bed. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. They could only murmur: "Okay, it's better not to die!"

The condition of the Emperor of Wei changed from hour to hour. One hour ago, he could still speak normally, but now, he could hardly speak. Even if he did speak, it would be in an extremely low voice. If you don't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

come out.

The man in black felt a little distressed when he heard the sound. He said: "It's a good thing, but it's not a good thing either."

The Emperor of Wei naturally understood what this sentence meant.

He coughed twice more violently and then whispered: "If Chang Qing wants to invade Chang'an, no matter whether it succeeds or not, his safety must be protected, including that of the prince."

Just after saying these words, when the man in black was about to accept the order, he saw that the Emperor of Wei suddenly sat up and took a deep breath. The man in black and the eunuch remained calm.

They have supreme military power and can help the Wei Emperor prolong his life for a moment, but this will only increase his suffering.

He is an emperor and a king, and it is better to die with dignity than to live in suffering.

When the Wei Emperor calmed down, he lay on the dragon couch again and ordered Mo Bai: "Let them come here quickly."

Mo Bai was moved, and hurried to the door, calling the queen, prince, Chang Le, and some concubines in the harem.

They are all kneeling outside the door now.

Hearing the voice of this respected old eunuch, they couldn't wait to come to the dragon bed and knelt down.

Some people cry, some remain calm, and some don't know what to say. At a glance, they are all the faces of all living beings.

The Emperor of Wei endured the pain and forced himself to calm down. He first looked at Changle, then at the prince, and finally at his sons, but from the beginning to the end, he did not look at the concubines.

One glance at the concubines, including the queen.

In front of his eyes, a figure seemed to suddenly appear, wearing a white robe and plain clothes, with a blurred face.

He reached out and tried to touch it, but he couldn't touch it several times.

He smiled helplessly and murmured: "Ning'er, you still blame me."

No one could hear clearly what he said, but Changle cried and asked: "Father, what are you talking about?"

The Emperor of Wei shook his head, looked at Changle, and said something that others could not hear clearly.

At this moment, everyone was asking what he was talking about.

He smiled, forget it, didn't hear it.

He took a deep breath, forced out some strength, and finally said something that everyone could hear clearly: "I'm leaving. There are many people I met but didn't see, but it doesn't matter. Whether you see me or not, it just adds to your worries.

Farewell, people of Wei State, I am not a good emperor, but I have never thought of being indebted to you... I really don’t want to die!"

After finishing speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!