Seeing the heavy cavalry entering the imperial city first, the nobles of Wei were whispering.
It was not until the chariot that Emperor Yan was riding came with golden light that they stopped talking, dressed up and picked up their momentum, and prepared to negotiate terms with Emperor Yan for a while. The old clans of Wei would not accept the new policy of Yan.
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The Yan Emperor's chariot stopped under the high platform made of white jade. Feng Yao hurriedly stepped forward and opened the car door wide to take Murong Yu's hand from Xiao Rongyan, and helped Murong Yu get off the chariot.
Murong Yu breathed rapidly and stood at the high level. Looking at the majestic hall above the high level and the countless steps, his vision began to blur again.
He is Emperor Yan, representing the State of Yan. If this step cannot be raised, it will inevitably make these surrendered ministers doubt whether Yan can really command Wei.
Murong Yu's spine was already soaked with sweat. If it weren't for heavy clothes and clothing today, others would have seen the embarrassment at this moment.
He let go of Feng Yao's hand...
"master!"
"Father!"
Feng Yao and Murong Ping were worried.
Murong Yu looked up at the hall and narrowed his eyes, held the sword around his waist with one hand, held his breath, and raised his foot to walk towards the higher level.
Xiao Rongyan followed Murong Yu, clenched his fists tightly on his side. He stood behind his brother, knowing how difficult it was for his brother to take every step.
The sun was dizzy, Murong Yu's eyes turned dark, and his steps were paused slightly...
Xiao Rongyan immediately stepped forward and held Murong Yu from behind, seemed to be calmly stepping up two steps to support Murong Yu's arm, and tried his best to support Murong Yu.
Even though he was dizzy in front of him, as if the world was turning, Murong Yu knew that he could not stop and rest.
Once he stopped, he could no longer walk!
He raised his trembling legs, stepped on the jade steps but had no strength to go up. It was Xiao Rongyan who gritted his teeth and helped him up.
Murong Yu's whole body weighed on Xiao Rongyan. His strength was only enough to raise his legs. If Xiao Rongyan was not helping him, he would not be able to climb the stairs.
Feng Yao and Murong Ping followed Xiao Rongyan quickly. Although he knew that Murong Yu could no longer hold on, he did not dare to support Murong Yu with Murong Yan, so as not to see the flaws by these newly subdued Wei people.
"Help Your Majesty enter the hall by diameter. As soon as Your Majesty enters the hall, he will close the hall gate immediately! Send someone to call the imperial physician into the hall through the side gate!" Xiao Rongyan gave a deep command.
"Yes!" Feng Yao responded with heartache.
"Send heavy troops to surround all the houses of these old clans. Anyone who forcibly wants to enter and exit will be killed, and no bird can be released!" Xiao Rongyan also instructed Murong Ping.
"Receive the order!" Murong Ping responded.
Feng Yao, the close eunuch of Emperor Yan, stepped forward first and shouted: "Kneel!"
Emperor Yan ascended to the last high level, and Xiao Rongyan was already sweating...
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Yan State!"
The soldiers shouted.
The old tribe looked at each other, wondering if they should shout together.
Murong Ping took advantage of the old clans not paying attention to it and held Murong Yu's left side and helped Emperor Yan Murong Yu walk towards the hall with Xiao Rongyan.
As soon as Emperor Yan entered the hall, the gates of the hall were closed one after another. Murong Yu finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell straight forward. Xiao Rongyan, who was holding Murong Yu, fell to the ground with him.
"father……"
Murong Ping was so scared that he knelt on the ground. Before he could scream, Xiao Rongyan pushed him away: "Shut up! Where is the imperial doctor?!"
Murong Ping knew the Nine Emperor's meaning, so he gritted his teeth and walked to Emperor Yan, endured his crying, suppressed his voice, and even lowered his voice: "Father!"
Two imperial doctors carrying the medicine box hurried over and knelt beside Murong Yu, one taking the pulse for Murong Yu and the other applying acupuncture for Murong Yu.
"How is it?" Murong Ping asked the imperial physician who was taking the pulse for Murong Yu with red eyes.
Under Xiao Rongyan's sharp eyes, the imperial physician hurriedly kowtowed and cried in a low voice: "Prince, the Second Prince... His Majesty, he is... he's gone and his lamp is exhausted!"
Xiao Rongyan held Murong Yu's hand tightened, and a cold and solemn aura suddenly appeared.
After applying the needle, Murong Yu woke up. He raised his hand and held Xiao Rongyan's wrist: "Ayan... Brother is going to break his promise, and he can't propose marriage for you!"
Xiao Rongyan gritted his teeth and said nothing, his eyes were swollen and painful, and there was a strong wind in his heart and mouth that shattered all his internal organs.
"Aping..." Murong Yu looked at his second son.
"Father!" Murong Ping stepped forward and held Murong Yu's hand trembling and stretched towards him. He was at a loss and kept calling Murong Yu, "Father! Father!"
"Your elder brother is mediocre, but you are invincible, but you are not a great talent in governing the country! Your third brother is talented above poetry and books. Ali is early and wise, but he is too young! Your ninth uncle is determined to be united, and his vision and mind are far superior.
You don’t know how many points you can do. Only by handing the Yan State to your uncle Jiu... can you be at ease as a father! Whether it is your elder brother, you, your third brother or Ali... you must assist you 9 uncle with all your heart!
My Dayan... unify the world!" Murong Yu's eyes were completely dark, and he still tried his best to hold his son's hand tightly.
Murong Ping looked at Murong Yan, wearing a silver mask, pursed his thin lips tightly, and was furious, and nodded even more: "Son knows! Son... will definitely assist Uncle Jiu!"
"Uncle Feng!"
"I am here! I am here! Master... I am here!" Feng Yao knelt beside Murong Yu and responded with tears.
"I'm going to summon the throne... to the ninth prince Murong Yan!" Murong Yu swallowed the blood that was about to be released with difficulty. His voice was extremely weak, and his voice was filled with the sound of blood blocking his throat. "Is it secret after I go?
After the funeral is held, wait for... to destroy Wei, and the overall situation is stable, we will tell the world."
Xiao Rongyan felt chill all over his body, and he knew... his brother's end was coming.
Feng Yao personally drafted the order and took out the jade seal of Yan State. Murong Yu asked Murong Ping to take out his private seal from his blood-soaked arms and stamp it next to the jade seal.
"Ayan... Brother is going to see his mother." Murong Yu's eyes were already dissipated. He held his younger brother tightly and hugged his arm. The corners of his lips were slightly lifted as if he was relieved, "Yan Country... Unified, I hope you
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As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yu finally slowly closed his eyes, and the hand holding Xiao Rongyan's arm also slid down.
In the hall, there were people who restrained the low crying, and no one dared to speak out.
Emperor Yan died as soon as he entered the capital of Wei. This gave them a tribute to those who were unwilling to accept the rebellion of Yan... What is the will of heaven, or what is the intention to rebel against Yan?
, by then, the Yan State will be in trouble.
Feng Yao cried so hard that his back was trembling and did not dare to make a sound. He only picked up the imperial edict and the jade seal high, and bowed respectfully towards Murong Yan: "Little master..."
Murong Ping took a long breath and looked at Xiao Rongyan, who was wearing a silver mask and covering all his emotions under the mask, enduring his heartache.