At this time, Yong'an City had just extinguished King Yongzhen's rebellion. Duke Yongmao had no second thoughts, Eunuch Qian was loyal, and the old god of Shenquan was stationed in the palace to protect His Majesty. This was the moment when the imperial power was at its peak. No one would have thought that someone would directly
Blow down the city wall and rush in.
Song Zheng controlled it very well and pulled the city wall outwards. The ordinary people living under the city wall were not affected. As for them screaming in fear and running away in fear when they saw Song Zheng, they were as if they had seen a monster. Mr. Song
Don't really care either.
There was an empty space above the long street, and the old immortal Shenquan had been alarmed. He raised Song Zheng's hostility towards the emperor from the palace, like a beacon in the dark night, clearly guiding him to his goal.
He had never seen Song Zheng, so he roared: "What kind of gangster..."
Song Zheng yelled: "Get out!"
The old god of Shenquan suddenly felt that there was endless spiritual energy rolling in around him, and even he was completely unable to resist it! He couldn't help but feel top-heavy in the sky, rolled into a ball, and rolled over and over in an instant.
Dozens of miles apart from Yongan City!
In the palace, Xiang Dongliu was shocked. He was sweating all over his body! He didn't expect that after King Yongzhen died, such a giant bandit would appear again. Even the old god of Shenquan was shouted away by him. Who else in this world can do this?
Stop him?
He screamed in the Yonghe Hall: "Guard you, protect you, protect you quickly!"
A group of palace guards rushed in, drew their swords and surrounded the true emperor, but at this time, only a trace of foolish loyalty remained to support them.
Song Zheng crossed the long street in one step and arrived in front of the palace. A group of life soul warriors crowded at the door. Song Zheng shouted: "I am only looking for that stupid pig, others get out of the way!"
"Step aside!"
After giving the order, those soul warriors found themselves unable to help but move to both sides even though their legs did not move!
A passage was made between everyone, and the two huge vermilion palace doors also opened automatically. Then they saw that from behind the palace door to the Yonghe Hall, all obstacles faced both sides. "
Step aside".
Not only the guards and the gate, but also a high wall and two stone dragons in the middle, all "automatically" got out of the way!
Song Zheng walked in step by step, and the closer he got to the Yonghe Hall, the more frightened Xiang Dongliu became: "Someone is coming!" He shouted repeatedly, but at this time, no matter who stood in front of him, they would involuntarily "get out of the way"
"go.
Song Zheng walked all the way to the Yonghe Hall and sneered at Xiang Dongliu who was sitting on the dragon chair. The latter shouted inwardly: "Who are you? If you break into the palace without permission, you will be put to death without delay!"
Song Zheng sneered: "He is indeed a stupid pig!"
At this moment, a panicked cry came: "Sir! Sir, you must not do this!" Mao Yonggong finally got the news and hurried over. He had already figured out the cause and effect.
Xiang Dongliu was surprised: "You, are you Song Zheng?"
He didn't understand: "Sir, what do you mean by this? I want to marry your daughter. This is a reward for you..."
Duke Mao Yong secretly complained and said: "Your Majesty, don't say any more..."
Song Zheng had already stepped forward and grabbed Xiang Dongliu from the dragon chair: "I'll reward you for being such a big-headed motherfucker!" He held Xiang Dongliu's neck with one hand, while the other hand was rude.
He slapped Xiang Dongliu seven or eight times in a row, and he suddenly felt refreshed and smooth from head to toe.
Sure enough, I have done almost everything an old father wants to do in this world.
"Ah" Mao Yonggong plopped down and knelt down: "Sir, what should we do?"
Song Zheng laughed ferociously: "What should I do? How about I kill this stupid pig?"
Duke Maoyong knocked his head to the ground with a thud: "You absolutely must not!"
Song Zheng looked at Xiang Dongliu with disdain: "Stupid pig, do you really think you are a person?"
At this time, Xiang Dongliu saw the clear and cold murderous intention in Song Zheng's eyes. He finally understood: This guy really wants to kill me!
Does he dare?
Why doesn't he dare? In his eyes, the entire Yong'an City is just a chicken and a dog. The old god of the divine fist that I used as a barrier is as vulnerable as a child in front of him. Who in this world can cure him? He
Why not?
"Don't kill me..." Xiang Dongliu was crying, and suddenly a pool of liquid leaked from his lower body, and he begged: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore. If you don't want to marry your daughter, I won't either."
I don’t dare to marry, please forgive me..."
Song Zheng felt disgusted and threw the True Emperor Yong'an on the ground. Duke Mao Yong hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Your Majesty"
Song Zheng glanced at the dragon throne and said calmly: "He is no longer the True Emperor of Yong'an."
"ah?!"
Duke Mao Yong and everyone in the Yonghe Hall were shocked. Song Zheng said in a deep voice: "Gong Mao Yong, look for a suitable heir in the clan and establish a new king!"
Mao Yonggong shook his head repeatedly: "Sir, please kill me. I, Mao Yonggong, will not be a traitor and a traitor!"
Song Zheng sneered: "If I don't kill you, I will kill him and then the entire clan. You can choose for yourself!"
Mao Yonggong's whole body was shocked, and he immediately shook his head and said: "Sir, you are not that kind of person."
"Haha." Song Zheng laughed sarcastically: "Who do you think I am?" He said, with a loud voice that spread throughout Yong'an City: "The clan comes out!"
Throughout Yong'an City, silhouettes rose into the sky one after another, all sons of the clan. Their faces were frightened, and they were controlled by an invisible and irresistible force.
Song Zheng looked at Duke Mao Yong and sneered: "Guess, if I tell them that as long as any one of them is willing to kill Xiang Dongliu, he can become the new emperor, how many people are willing?"
Mao Yonggong's expression changed greatly. He knew that everyone would rush to Xiangdongliu.
"Do you think I can't find anyone if you don't want to do it?" Song Zheng said: "There are countless people in this city who will rush to support the new emperor."
Duke Maoyong sighed and asked, "How do you plan to flow eastward?"
"Tell him to get as far away as possible, I don't want to see him again."
Xiang Dongliu begged with tears in his eyes: "Mao Ai Qing..."
Duke Mao Yong did not visit him again, and at this time he felt a little angry that he was getting carried away. Do you think that by marrying Song Xiaotian, you can tie the Song Zheng family to you and make them support you all the time?
Who is to blame for not coming to discuss such a major matter with me and leading to such an uncontrollable situation?
He nodded to Song Zheng and said, "That's it, I agree."
After a pause, he suggested: "The sixth son of the late emperor, King Guangcheng, is leaning towards the east. He has a kindhearted heart and good abilities. He can be the new king."
"Yes." Song Zheng agreed: "I am sitting in the palace. Before the new king takes the throne, I can suppress all opponents!"
"Yes." Maoyong Gong agreed, and then said to Xiang Dongliu: "You... can be King Lingxi, and I will arrange a fief for His Highness..."
Xiang Dongliu rose up and roared: "If I don't leave, I am the true emperor of Yong'an City!"
Song Zheng said: "It's better to kill to save trouble." Xiang Dongliu felt a clear murderous intention from his faint tone, and he immediately did not dare to make a fuss.
Duke Maoyong grabbed him and said, "Let's go. I'm doing this for your own good."
Song Zheng was pulled away by Mao Yonggong like a zombie walking eastward, and Song Zheng stayed in the Yonghe Hall. There was a commotion outside, but fortunately it subsided after a short time. He waited for more than half an hour, and Mao Yonggong took him.
A young man who was a few years older than Xiangdongliu walked in.
"Your Majesty, this is Mr. Song Zheng." Mao Yonggong introduced him, looking eastward at Song Zheng, with a bit of excitement in his eyes, and bowed: "Thank you, sir."
Although he was talking to Song Zheng, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards the dragon chair.
Song Zheng nodded and walked out: "Be your emperor well, don't let the people down, don't be as stupid as your brother." As he spoke, he had already left the main hall, and in just a moment he walked out of Yong'an City and returned to the city.
own residence.
Song Zheng was not here today, so Song Xiaotian and Song Xiaosheng each woke up and slept happily. When Song Zheng came back, the family sat together, and Song Zheng said, "It's time for us to go."
The matter in Yong'an City has been dealt with, and it is pointless to continue to depose the emperor and continue to stay here to attract people's hatred.
The two children didn't know what was going on and looked at their father strangely. Song Zheng said: "Let's go to Tianlong City. Have you almost eaten the delicious food here?"
The two boys nodded quickly.
…
Hidden among the vast mountains is this gloomy palace. I don’t know when it was built. It is dilapidated and looks like it has been forgotten by history for a long time.
However, in some buildings that are still intact, there are several powerful soul warriors guarding them with weapons on their waists. They blend in perfectly with the surrounding environment, making it impossible for casual people to pass by.
Discover them.
Underneath the palace, the huge underground palace is well preserved and has been effectively repaired.
In a huge palace, there are huge sarcophagi arranged neatly. The surface of the sarcophagus is carved with complicated patterns, and there are some symbols or words hidden in the books. At a glance, people will feel that it is mysterious and profound.
Deep meaning.
The entire hall looked eerie because of these coffins, and there was only one candlelight in the hall. A figure wearing a black robe and a hood sat motionless under the candlelight, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, there was a strange noise from a sarcophagus near the candlelight. The lid of the coffin was pushed open from the inside. King Yongzhen sat up from the coffin. He was a little uncomfortable with the new environment and his face was a little confused.
look.
When he saw the man in black, all his memories suddenly came back to him.
The man in black remained motionless, his voice was ethereal and insubstantial, echoing throughout the hall: "Are you awake? What do you think?"
There was deep hatred in King Yongzhen's eyes: "Ten years of hard work have failed! How can we not avenge such a great hatred?"