The night when the Tiandou City Palace changed was not considered a special day in Douluo Continent, but in later historical records, this was another day that could not be avoided.
The Tiandou Palace turned night, and the Tiandou Emperor's capital was in chaos. The eldest son of the emperor, Xue Qinghe, took the lead in rebelling against the palace. The fourth prince, Xue Beng, borrowed the help of his prince, Xue Xing, to rebel against the imperial city. The two sides fought a battle, and the bloody night corpses were everywhere in the imperial city. Finally, the temple came to stop it.
After deposing the second son, the king's power will be granted by God.
This is the record of the coup in the official historical materials of the empire that year. Throughout the text, there is not much content about Wuhun Palace. It is only referred to as the temple. As for the character of Wuhun Palace Saint Zi Yan,
Not a word was mentioned.
Such a figure who played a subtle role in this coup, but under the instruction of relevant parties, the historian had to write down the Spring and Autumn Period and disappeared in the writing, leaving only countless reveries in the unofficial history.
Even thousands of years later, people are talking about this period of history.
In the early morning, buckets of water were poured all over Tiandou City, and thousands of people were busy non-stop. The bloodstains everywhere inside and outside the palace city had probably been washed away, and the soldiers with serious faces walking around were there.
Order was maintained everywhere in the city, with a solemn look, as if facing a formidable enemy.
On this night of chaos in Tiandou City, countless people were completely insomnia. In the early morning of that day, many people discovered that the four gates in the city were not allowed in or out. Obviously, the chaos was not completely over yet.
"We have completely failed. The Tiandou royal family is finished."
In a corner of the iron window deep in the imperial city, the former prince Xue Qinghe looked through the window bars at the soldiers patrolling closely outside, with a desperate bitter smile on his lips.
"Xue Qinghe, do you still have any interest in showing up like this now?"
In the other corner of the iron window, the fourth prince Xue Beng was sitting on the bed as if he was lost in thought, with an almost distorted expression on his face.
"The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace said that he would spare our lives. Since he made such a solemn promise, he should not go back on it."
Xue Qinghe glanced at Xue Beng and Xue Xing in the other corner, then looked out the window, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Emperor, Fourth Emperor Brother, you may not believe it, but I am rarely relaxed now."
"Xue Qinghe, what are you talking about? You are the prince of the royal family."
Xue Qinghe couldn't say these words. Not only did Xue Beng react violently, but Prince Xue Xing couldn't accept it. The royal prince who had been fighting with him for a long time and almost defeated him this time, actually gave up like this?
"Uncle Emperor, for so many years, you have watched the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace step by step until he is today. To be fair, do you think I will be his opponent?"
Xue Qinghe turned to look at Xue Xing and said with a bitter smile: "No, I am not his opponent. Even my father has lost more than once, otherwise he would not have given up power to me so early. But I still didn't expect that that guy would
Let’s start so early.
But it’s good that he took action early, and a big stone in my heart fell to the ground. At least from now on, I don’t have to worry about that guy thinking about me."
"Haha, Xue Qinghe, Your Highness the Crown Prince, do you really think that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace will keep his promise? If he is a person who keeps his promise, what did he promise when he got our Vast Sea Universe Shield, and why does he appear again tonight?
"
Xue Qinghe's attitude naturally aroused Xue Beng's strong dissatisfaction. Xue Qinghe had gained and lost, and he knew he couldn't bear the relief. He had never sat in that position, and he had always only had jealousy in his heart. At this time
How can there be anything good to say?
"Fourth brother, we can only think about the best now. Otherwise, what good outcome will the three of us have?"
Xue Qinghe didn't have much reaction to Xue Beng's words, but simply repeated a fact. After hearing this, the other two people behind the bars could only respond in silence.
…
In the palace, the original fully armed palace guards have been replaced by the Templar Knights of Wuhun Palace. Many elite warriors are equipped with armor, shields, swords, axes and guns, and they are rushing back and forth in the palace in groups.
The waiters in the palace were temporarily restrained, and the nobles and officials from various ministries were summoned to the palace to discuss matters. The city defense outside the palace that originally belonged to the Guards was also taken over by Wuhun Palace's own people.
Deep in the Tiandou Palace City, many golden-armored warriors were guarding a tall palace. Countless nobles and officials were waiting anxiously inside while talking among themselves. They had been notified to come here to discuss the aftermath, but until now they had not seen Xue Xue.
The Night Emperor.
"Your Majesty is under house arrest by Wuhun Palace?"
"Don't lie, His Royal Highness the Holy Son and the titled elders of Wuhun Palace are discussing the matter of the Crown Prince with His Majesty."
"How can we discuss the matter of the Crown Prince? His Majesty does not have many heirs. His only surviving sons are the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince. Both of them have been imprisoned by the Wuhun Palace and are about to be taken care of."
"Do you think Wuhun Palace plans to support the royal family? Now that Prince Xuexing and the two princes have been imprisoned, who else is there in the royal family?"
"Stop talking and do things first. These matters are not our turn to discuss."
…
In the messy palace, countless nobles and officials had different thoughts, but their eyes invariably glanced in the direction of the back hall. There, a discussion related to the fate of the Tiandou Empire was currently taking place.
In the private room of the back hall, many elders of Wuhun Hall, including Dugu Bo, were sitting upright, discussing a few words about cultivation from time to time.
However, occasionally a few eyes fell on the side hall further back. There were currently only two people in the side hall, the Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire, and the Holy Son Yan of the Wuhun Palace.
In such a large and spacious palace, the tall pillars all around are covered with gold walls, but the candlesticks, which are as tall as a person, were lit by strange flames. Under the reflection of the fire, the originally splendid palace with golden walls looked like
Lifeless.
The aura of wealth and nobility on the golden and jade walls is full of oppression. Sitting there, it seems as if you can smell an aura of decay. Of course, these are actually just psychological effects.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! On the throne in the palace, the Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire sat quietly without speaking, and his subordinate, Wuhun
Dian Shengzi Yan did not take the initiative to stir up the topic.
Emperor Xueye is already over sixty years old, and his cultivation level is not very high. After experiencing the current palace change, and encountering the complete defeat of the royal family, his energy and spirit have been almost flattened.
His old face showed a sallow color under the candlelight, a color full of withering. His eyes no longer had any sparkle, but were full of old age and turbidity. It seemed that it was difficult to even open his eyelids.
Opposite him, Yan was in his prime, very young and energetic. The two people were in sharp contrast, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding and both kept silent. For a long time, Xue Ye was the only one in the room.
A wheezing sound like a bellows.
Yan squinted his eyes and looked at Emperor Xue Ye. This former continental hero was now a living old man. The robe on his body was askew, and his face was covered with wrinkles like tree bark. There was no trace of emotion on his gray face.
A hint of regal air.
This old man has brought pressure and trouble to Yan in the past. However, as time goes by, he has become old and is no longer Yan's opponent. This time, along with the Tiandou royal family, he will be swept into the dust of history.
.
Time froze as if dead. Both the emperor and Yan seemed to be testing each other's patience. However, after all, Yan was younger and had control of the entire situation. In the end, it was only Emperor Xueye who bowed his head.
Finally, after a long, long time, Emperor Xue Ye suddenly sighed, with a hint of complexity and difficulty in his voice, "Your Highness, what kind of decree do you want me to make?
I am completely convinced of the defeat and am willing to abdicate and become the king of the subjugated country. All the blame lies with me. I only hope that His Highness the Holy Son can show his noble hand, abide by his promise and let go of my children and Xuexing and other royal children."
"Your Majesty, you are too worried. Since I have made a promise, I will naturally let Xuexing and the others go. Their lives are naturally not in danger. At most, they will lose their power and become rich and idle."
Yan shook his head and said calmly to Emperor Xueye: "Your Majesty, you may not believe it, but I am actually the last person who wants to launch such a coup. Originally, according to the Pope's idea, he would directly destroy the two empires and establish
The **** spirit empire."
"Martial Spirit Empire."
Emperor Xue Ye muttered these four words and couldn't help but clenched his fists. Although Yan only mentioned it in passing, he was such a smart person and naturally understood that if the Spirit Empire was established, the Tiandou royal family and so on would only
I am afraid that the chickens and dogs will not be left alone.
"However, I am not willing to do this. Wuhun Palace is aloof from the world, so why bother directly fighting for power."
Yan then added: "Besides, the emperor of the Wuhun Empire is not a good position. If he delays his cultivation, the pope is not suitable. I have no intention, and the saint is not suitable for the time, so I persuaded them.
However, the affairs of this secular dynasty always need to be resolved, especially when our Wuhun Palace is becoming more and more powerful, and the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo are becoming more and more disobedient, this day will come sooner or later. You should
You just need to be mentally prepared."
"So, what do you want to do?"
Emperor Xueye had a complicated expression on his face, and his cloudy old eyes were full of decline and emptiness, and he had obviously given up resistance.
"Xue Xing is power-hungry, Xue Qinghe has great prestige and ability, and Xue Beng is ambitious. No matter what, the three of them will not be willing to be puppets."
Yan was silent for a moment and then spoke again. His words were so impolite and direct, "In my plan, the future Tiandou, no, should be the Douluo Empire. The royal family does not need too much power. This
There must be an obedient emperor to cooperate.
I can tell your majesty clearly that in the future Douluo Continent, although the emperor has power, he is no longer noble. The continent's current prosperity comes from the blessing of God. In the future, the continent will inevitably have the divine right of kings."