"I told you to go and get it, just go and get it. Why are you talking so much nonsense today?"
The old emperor was a little unhappy. A slave should act like a slave. You should do whatever the master asks you to do.
Liu Jinzhong nodded quickly and bowed, and the poison in his pocket suddenly became heavy.
Liu Jinzhong took a ladder, carefully scraped off the sealing wax, opened the secret compartment, and took out the previous prince's edict from inside.
"Burn it."
When Liu Jinzhong brought the prince's edict to the old emperor, the old emperor hesitated for a moment and finally said firmly.
Liu Jinzhong was really in trouble now.
"Your Majesty, think twice."
Liu Jinzhong knelt directly on the ground, "Did the prince make a mistake?
Abolition of the prince for no reason will harm the country."
"The prince made no mistake, it's just that now, I have found someone more suitable to inherit the imperial line."
The old emperor said calmly.
"Is it King Zhao?"
Liu Jinzhong asked.
"No, it's the second prince."
The old emperor looked at Fang Ru and smiled slightly. After all, whether he can live another ten years depends entirely on the second prince. In the face of death, what does the throne mean?
"Second, second prince~" Everyone looked in disbelief when they heard about the second prince.
Liu Jinzhong didn't know what to say. Who would have thought that the throne would fall into the hands of the second prince in the end.
"Okay, let's burn it."
The old emperor spoke again.
At this time, Liu Jinzhong had no choice but to obey, as long as he was not King Zhao.
While Liu Jinzhong was burning the edict, King Zhao hurried over with Fat Toutuo and a group of guards.
As for Liu Zhen and other ministers, they were waiting outside the palace. When they were needed, they were naturally asked to come in.
When King Zhao came, he saw Liu Jinzhong burning the edict, and he did not stop him. He had always dreamed of burning the edict of the prince, and burning it now was just what he wanted.
When the old emperor saw that King Zhao had suddenly arrived, accompanied by a group of armored guards, his face suddenly darkened.
"Fang Jing, what are you doing?"
The old emperor scolded in a deep voice.
King Zhao was startled by the scolding. He originally thought that his father was lying on the bed dying, but who would have thought that the old emperor was actually sitting on the couch, as lively as usual, not angry and showing off his power.
After being in a daze, King Zhao quickly knelt down in front of the old emperor. As for Fat Toutuo, he just bowed slightly, which was considered polite.
"Father, I heard that someone broke into the Forbidden Palace at night. I was afraid that the visitor would be harmful to my father, so I brought people to rescue him."
King Zhao quickly explained.
"I think you want to force me to marry you. Before I die, you are already thinking about my throne."
The old emperor snorted coldly.
"Father, don't get me wrong, I really only think about your safety."
King Zhao said quickly.
"In that case, I'm fine now. You can take your people and retreat."
The old emperor waved his hand.
But King Zhao had no intention of leaving.
"how?
Still not leaving?"
The old emperor's tone dropped.
"Father, this person's origin is unknown. Don't be fooled by him. There is also the second brother. He has hidden himself too deeply. I didn't expect that after more than 20 years of guarding the imperial mausoleum, he still didn't give up on the throne.
Outsiders collude and plot to usurp the throne, which is simply despicable."
King Zhao denounced.
"You don't need to take care of this matter."
The old emperor's face was shrouded in gloom.
"Father, I have to take care of this matter. I have to kill him today."
King Zhao locked his eyes on Mo Hai and said with murderous intent.
Mo Hai raised his head, glanced at King Zhao, and said with a smile: "You came just in time. I was going to kill you and the prince. Since you came first, I will kill you first."
Hearing this, the old emperor was also shocked. After all, he was one of his most valued sons, so he naturally did not want to be killed.
"Sir, don't be joking. The prince and King Zhao are both my sons. Please let them live."
The old emperor begged.
"Let them live, I'm afraid they will pose a great threat to Fang Confucianism in the future. I like to eradicate the weeds."
Mo Hai said.
"Sir, if you are worried about this, don't worry, I can live for another ten years. With me here, they don't dare to act rashly."
The old emperor said confidently.
Mo Hai smiled faintly.
"Once you lose the power, they won't listen to your words. You should know this."
The old emperor was embarrassed. He naturally knew this. This is why so many people are reluctant to give up their rights. Once they give up their rights, your words will become insignificant.
"Father, you don't have to ask him. He thinks too highly of himself. Don't think that just because you are a monk, you can be arrogant. Are you the only one in this world who knows magic?"
King Zhao stood up, and while speaking, he retreated to Fat Toutuo.
After all, King Zhao was still a little afraid of Mo Hai. After all, Liu Zhen's words just now still left a shadow in his heart.