Chapter 365 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 60
As soon as the edict came out, it caused an uproar.
No one in the court believed the contents of the secret edict and suspected that the edict was false.
There is a chief clerk, an outside disciple of the Lu family. He is the only one beside the king, so he says this is a posthumous edict?
The Prime Minister pointed at the Law Chayan in the high hall and shouted angrily, "Where is the imperial edict? Make the imperial edict known to the public!"
All the ministers said one after another, "We don't believe that it is said that he is located in Wancang! If it were the second prince or the sixth prince, we would still believe it!"
Outside the hall, Wan Fan stood at the door of the hall with a solemn expression.
In the hall were five thousand soldiers.
"Who doesn't believe it?" Wan Fan walked into the hall with his head held high. He was tall and strong, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. Standing among the ministers, he looked like a blind bear ready to pounce at any time.
The soldiers surrounded the minister and aimed their spears at the minister.
The ministers are in danger.
The Prime Minister came out, pointed at Wan Fan and shouted, "Wan Fan! How dare you rebel! I don't believe you dare to touch me!"
Wan Fan drew his sword and swung it down.
The head rolled to the ground. The body still stood upright on the spot.
The sword was six feet long and not stained by a trace of blood.
Wan Fan looked straight at everyone, like a knife waving above his head.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't dare to move.
Wan Fan stepped onto the high platform step by step, waved his robe, and sat on the throne.
Lu Chayan, who was standing next to him, immediately knelt down and said, "Kowtow to the king. The king is well."
The ministers below did not dare to move, and did not dare to move while standing.
"Well." Wan Fan stared at the person below, "You will be the prime minister from now on."
The officials below immediately stood up and knelt down, "Kowtow to the king. The king is well."
Wan Fan slowly looked down at the minister below.
One after another, sporadic people came forward.
Most of them are from the second and sixth princes.
Wan Fan issued an order, "Those who kneel will be rewarded heavily, and those who stand will be killed."
The surrounding soldiers with spears immediately stepped forward to pierce him.
The official who was still standing immediately fell to his knees and said, "Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, Wan'an——" He didn't have time to call for help, and the man was injured and died on the spot.
Those who escaped were all targeted by soldiers outside, and their bellies were hollowed out.
Blood slowly accumulated on the floor of the court hall.
The kneeling man shivered and did not dare to move.
Luchayan knelt on the spot and shouted, "May the king be safe and bless all nations!"
Someone took the lead, and the people below immediately followed suit and shouted, "May the king be safe and bless all nations!"
Against the background of blood and killing, the kneeling people kept shouting, "Chasing deer all over the world! Powering everyone!"
"Your Majesty, Wan'an! Bless all nations! Compete in the world! Power all over the world!"
"Your Majesty, Wan'an! Bless all nations! Compete in the world! Power all over the world!"
There were loud shouts of congratulations to Wan Ye for ascending to the throne. Stimulated by the blood and glory, the kneeling ministers seemed to be filled with blood, showing loyalty and perseverance.
The body of the late king (Wan Qi) in the rear is not yet cold, but the king in the front has already ascended the throne.
When the living ministers walked out of the hall and saw the troops standing neatly in the square, they felt even more powerful.
Too fast.
The late king had just died, and the king had already entered the capital, guarded by troops, and replaced the prime minister.
The strategy behind this has exceeded everyone's expectations.
The two princes outside did not know the news of the late king's death.
The ministers were centralized and controlled in one place. Wan Fan was immediately transferred to the harem.
Zhenren watched the sky at night, figured out today's plan, and took Fuchen into the palace.
The two soldiers divided into two groups, Zhenren went to see the late king, and Fuchen rushed to Wanchang's side.
Fuchen ran away, and the palace was full of soldiers, guarding him from entering or leaving.
Zhenren was stopped at the entrance of the middle palace.
"The king has an order that no one is allowed in or out. Even the great wizard Zhenren is not allowed in." The guard looked at Fu Chen and said, "Princess is allowed."
Princess?
Fuchen frowned and looked at Zhenren, "I want to enter the palace. He will go in too!"
The guard looked at Fuchen and said, "The princess can bring her attendants in, but the wizard can't!"
Wizards cannot interfere in the affairs of the royal family. This is the position that wizards take in order to dispel the suspicion and fear of previous kings and preserve the wizard clan.
Now, naturally, we cannot destroy our position.
Take off the witch robe?
impossible.
Fuchen glanced at Zhenren and said, "I'll stop the killing first."
Zhenren nodded and looked at the same high walls and finely carved eaves. Things were different and people were different.
Fuchen ran over.
Wan Fan gathered all the concubines, princes and princesses of the late king together, singled out Concubine Qi, and ordered, "Kill her in battle!"
"Brother——" As soon as he shouted the words, Fuchen immediately changed his words, "The king takes back his orders!"
Wanchang turned around.
The two hadn't seen each other for three years. At first glance, they felt familiar, but at the second glance, they felt strange. At the third and fourth glances, traces of the gap between them over the years were gradually revealed in the eyes.
Wanchang is more than eight feet tall (two and a half meters tall), and his eyebrows looking down at Fuchen are like gods and Buddhas on the shore, watching people drown.
Fuchen is ten years old, five feet tall (one and a half meters tall), his eyebrows are gradually opening, his face is thin, and his childishness and coldness coexist at the same time.
Fuchen looked deeply at Wan Fan, and Wan Fan also looked at her. At this time, he received condolences for his three years of concern.
Fuchen glanced at the forty-five concubines and twenty-three princes and princesses. Headed by the queen and the third prince who was of the same mother as Wan Lang.
Fuchen took a step back and bowed to pay homage, "Please, Your Majesty, please spare the pregnant women and underage children. Wait until they are adults before dealing with them."
Wan Fan stared at Fu Chen, "No. They have already remembered." His voice was strong and cold.
She knew that Wan Fan hated the Wan Wang family. Over the years, he had been chased by Wan Qi's troops. Everyone in the harem was a profiteer, including the queen. The queen had never said a word for Wan Fan.
Everyone believes in what the great wizard says.
The more pain he experienced and the more he killed, the more he hated the royal family.
Fuchen looked at these children. Wanchang was only fifteen years old. A man could get married at twelve years old.
Taking twelve as the age for marriage, only the second and sixth princes outside and the third and fifth princes here can barely reach the age for marriage.
The fourth princess is thirteen, she has just been promised a marriage, and she is getting married at fifteen.
The rest are all young children. The youngest is five years old and can already remember things.
Fuchen knelt down and kowtowed, "Fuchen begs the king to spare the child's life. Killing the child and mother is contrary to the way of heaven."
Wan Fan stretched out his hand, picked her up, stared at her, and warned, "You don't need to kneel. No one needs to kneel either."
Fuchen felt a lump in his heart and a lump in his throat. He smiled sadly and said, "Please——"
Wan Fan stared at Fu Chen, without saying much, turned around and ordered, "Twenty princes and princesses will be imprisoned in Luyuan. In addition to the queen and concubine Qi, the concubines will give them poisonous wine and white silk to keep them decent."
Fuchen took a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and he reciprocated the favor.
Wan Fan left his concubines decent and his children alive. She also needed to solve Wan Fan's problems.
Fuchen silently took off his witch robe.
"Ah!" Suddenly there was a scream.
Looking over, Concubine Qi took out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed the queen.
The queen fell to the ground at the sound.
"Queen Mother." The third prince cried.
Look at the floating dust and ten thousand chaff.
Concubine Qi kowtowed to Wanchang and said, "I beg the king to forgive me. I have hated the former queen for many years, and out of anger, I killed her. I also ask the king not to blame the slave family."
