"Pingqiu also has ambitions. He also wants to be king, but he uses conspiracy and no conspiracy. I can see everything. Besides, he is much smarter than you.
, and will not use such futile and dirty tricks..."
"Pingqiu is much better than you! Look at all the people you have made friends with. Who have Pingqiu made friends with! Xiao Chen, Wu Luolan, Wen Huan, Hu Yanlei... Haha, he has such heroes as him
With your wings, why worry about failure?"
"I won't kill you, just go ahead." Wanyanhong waved his hand, "Just don't let me see you again."
"Father, if you don't allow your son to explain, you are too prejudiced against your son! Your son believes that one day his grievances can be washed away!" Wanyan Pingxin's eyes rolled around and she said a few words that were not salty.
After Dan's words, he kowtowed three times to Wanyanhong, then mounted his horse and drove away.
Everyone was very dissatisfied. Wan Yanhong, the first hero, could be so indecisive? Even if he did not kill this son, he would still be imprisoned. How could he just be let go? Isn't this just letting the tiger return to the mountain and raising the tiger to cause trouble?
As long as he is here, no matter which prince becomes king in the future, there will be no peace, and you, the old prince, will have no peace!
But suddenly he heard the sound of a bowstring, and an arrow shot out of the wind, hitting Wanyan Pingxin, who had run not far away, at the foot of the horse!
"Who shot the arrow! Jamuka?" Wanyan Pingqiu was startled. She turned around and saw that it was the old general Jamuka who shot the arrow.
"Jamuka! What are you doing!" Wanyanhong was furious. He rushed over and raised his whip and hit Jamuka on the head. Jamuka didn't dodge. The whip stopped on top of his head, but it didn't hit him.
Can't go down.
"Haha, Your Majesty, I have watched Pingyou grow up since he was a child. What kind of temper he is, I also know very well that he will definitely not give up and will make trouble. In that case, we Moji will never have peace again.
!My lord, peace in Northern Xinjiang is hard-won, and the Moji people must never kill each other again..."
After saying that, he gave a wry smile, suddenly pulled out his sword, and slashed his neck hard. Blood splattered everywhere, and he immediately fell to the ground dead.
"Zhamuhe, my brother!" Wanyanhong knelt down in front of Jamuhe, hugged his body and cried loudly, tears streaming down his face.
No one expected this situation. Everyone held their breath and listened quietly to Wanyanhong's roar like a dying sick tiger, "Wanyan Pingyou, Wanyan Pingxin, my son..."
After returning home, Wanyanhong became bedridden. He summoned everyone on the hospital bed and publicly announced that Wanyan Pingqiu would inherit the throne of Mojiu!
He was also ordered to swear a blood oath to protect the lives of Wanyan Pingxin, Wanyan Pingli and Wanyan Pingzhi no matter what in the future.
It feels like it's an afterthought.
After the announcement, everyone was asked to go out, but only Xiao Chen and Wanyan Pingqiu were left.
In front of Xiao Chen, Wan Yanhong told Wan Yan Pingqiu many secrets of the country, as well as the princes, ministers and powerful generals, which ones can be used, which ones can be deposed, which ones can be trusted, and which ones can be killed!
He also took the trouble to teach him how to use it, how to destroy it, how to believe it, and how to kill it.
This sudden and absolute trust also made Xiao Chen quite uneasy. He asked to avoid it several times, but Wan Yanhong stopped him every time.
"My son finally got what he wanted. I should be happy, but why should I be sad?" Wanyanhong looked at Wanyan Pingqiu who was kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face and laughed.
"Sorrow comes from it and cannot be cut off!" Wanyan Pingqiu said.
"I can't die yet, so don't be in a hurry to mourn... But I have to die. If I don't die, you still won't be the Mojiri King." Wanyanhong said with a smile.
"Father!" Wanyan Pingqiu cried loudly.
"You should continue to break up, otherwise it will lead to chaos!" Wanyan Hong said, "Now you are the legitimate King of Capricorn, why do you have to act like this? If we Capricorns don't commit suicide and die and can't go to heaven, I don't have to bother you.
Already."
"My son would rather die than do such a thing!" Wanyan Ping pulled out the sword with a sharp sound and put it against her neck. "If the father said one more word, my son would be bloodied on the spot, and with the three
My brother went together."
"Haha, you are the only one who still remembers that I have an elder brother." Wanyanhong sighed, "I took his corpse back, which is considered a sign of love and justice. Xiao Chen, I owe this to you."
"The younger generation doesn't know how to respond to what the old prince said?" Xiao Chen said.
"Since Pingqiu can't do anything, how about you give me a ride?" Wan Yanhong asked.
"That's the honor of this junior." Xiao Chen agreed happily.
"Xiao Chen!" Wanyan Pingqiu was startled, what are you going to do?
"I don't dare to say goodbye to my elders' orders!" Xiao Chen said, "Old Prince, if you have anything else to explain, please tell me now."
"Yes, I have a merciless request." Wanyanhong nodded, "Xiao Chen, can you make a blood oath in the name of your parents in front of me, a dying person, that you will not harm me no matter what in the future?
Ping'er!"
"Okay!" Xiao Chen snatched the waist knife from Wanyan Pingqiu's hand and slashed his forehead without hesitation. The blood dripped instantly and he grinned in pain.
I said in my heart that father, mother, and queen should not blame me. I can only swear in your name, because I can’t bear to part with my own father and mother... Of course, I will never break my promise!
"Thank you very much." Wanyanhong was overjoyed.
"Xiao Chen, you... you really don't have to be like this." Wanyan Pingqiu was greatly moved.
"It should be." Xiao Chen cut off a piece of brocade robe and wiped the blood on his forehead. He thought to himself that the cut seemed to be a little deep. I wonder if his appearance will be disfigured in the future? It doesn't matter if his appearance is disfigured. He is just afraid of being teased by others for turning into an Erlang Shen.
...but the effect still looks pretty good.
"Okay, everything that needs to be said has been said, and everything that needs to be done has been done. I am also going to see my father and several sons... Xiao Chen, tell me how you plan to kill me.
Listen?" Wan Yanhong discussed with Xiao Chen the last major event in his life.
"How can the death of the prince be done with blood?" Xiao Chen pondered for a moment, "I think it is better to use poison. Firstly, the death appearance is beautiful and lifelike, and secondly, the whole body can be left without pain."
"Then I'll listen to you. I heard that the miracle doctor Wen Shanchang is here too? Let him prepare a medicine for me." Wanyan Hong had heard about Shanchang's name for a long time.
"Then there's no need to look for him, there's a ready-made junior right here!" Xiao Chen directly took out a black pill from his arms.
Speaking of which, not many people carry poison with them...
"Is it good?" Wanyanhong said with a smile, "If you eat it until you die or make me suffer, then even if I am a ghost or a god, I can't spare you, kid!"
"The poison is the best, guaranteed to work. It's genuine and fair!" Xiao Chen said, flicking his finger and popping the pill directly into Wanyanhong's mouth. Wanyanhong swallowed it without hesitation.
Wanyan Pingqiu didn't expect the two men to move so quickly. When she rushed over to stop them, it was already too late.
"Xiao Chen, you, you, you...I'll beat you to death!" He punched and punched, he was really anxious.