The Divine Capital, the Forbidden Palace, and the Daming Palace are all brightly lit!
Prince Shang Yong sat on the main seat, and the ministers on the left and right were also seated. A famous armored soldier with a solemn expression wandered around the Daming Palace. They were all wearing armor and had their swords sheathed.
A tense atmosphere permeated the Daming Palace. Not only the evil spirits on the soldiers, but also the important ministers in the Daming Palace showed nervousness on their faces.
"Our people sent a message from the palace, saying that our father is suddenly critically ill," the prince said with indescribable joy in his voice: "It's just that the palace now completely blocks the news. It can be said that needles can't penetrate it, and water can't be poured out.
Toru, we don’t know the reliability of this source.”
Several important ministers could hear the joy in Prince Li's voice. Shang Yong had been the prince for ten years, and finally waited for the day when he could rule the world. In comparison, the little royal father-son affection seemed so small.
negligible.
In a sense, the princes of the past dynasties were all looking forward to and thinking about the emperor's early death. Otherwise, how could the prince legitimately inherit the throne and dominate the world?
This is also the reason why emperors of all dynasties should not only support the prince, but also guard against the prince. As long as the emperor does not die, the prince can only be the prince and must not arrogate even a little bit.
Of course, the emperors' fears and precautions against the prince were not unfounded. Among the princes of the past dynasties, there were many princes in some dynasties who did not want to wait until their fathers died naturally before taking over the throne from their fathers.
Instead, he brazenly raised an army to dethrone his father from the throne, and then took the throne by killing himself, enjoying the honor of the world in advance.
Although very few people succeeded in ascending to the throne through mutiny, there were indeed successful examples, which were enough to serve as warnings to emperors of all ages.
"Whether this news is reliable or not, Your Highness the Crown Prince must make preparations early. Your three brothers, Prince Kang, Prince Fu, and Prince Yong, are not good people. If they get the opportunity, it will really be a big deal."
A horse washer in the East Palace pondered for a moment, then quickly stood up to admonish Shang Yong. He didn't care whether Emperor Gengshi was really seriously ill.
I am afraid that the other three princes will get the news and take the lead in raising troops to take control of the court situation, which is what they have to guard against. Even if the East Palace can quell the chaos of the throne, it will seriously damage the vitality of the court.
"Your Highness, the palace is only three hundred miles away from the capital of the gods, and my three thousand fish-scale guard cavalry will arrive very soon." Guo Hui, the general of the East Palace Guards on one side, heard this and said with a solemn expression.
This general of the East Palace has an iron-blooded aura, and there is a hint of coldness between his brows and brows. It is like a blade approaching, and the spirit of a martial arts master floats in the East Palace.
"In the imperial army of twelve guards, the left and right Yi guards, the left and right cavalry guards, the left and right military guards, the left and right station guards, the left and right imperial guards, and the left and right auxiliary guards, there are all people who belong to the East Palace. As long as His Highness the Crown Prince ascends to the top and calls, they will definitely follow.
When we gather together, the general trend of the world can be determined at our fingertips."
Crown Prince Zhang Guangdou's eyes flashed with danger as he looked around at Zhou Za's ministers. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and there was an indescribable coldness in his tone.
Among the Twelve Guards, the most elite and most capable army of the Dachong court, there are subordinates of the Prince's East Palace. Even several generals among the Twelve Guards are deployed by the East Palace.
Once there is a real change, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Twelve Guards, but the mobilization of hundreds of thousands of them, the East Palace side is still very sure.
But this is a last resort. The real best policy is to prevent King Kang, King Fu, and King Yong from reacting and take the lead to control the chaotic situation. This is what everyone in the East Palace needs to consider.
"What do you mean?" Prince Shangyong looked at the ministers in the East Palace. Their faces were either depressed or excited. He put his palms on his knees and waited for the ministers' final persuasion.
After all, the matter of raising an army was unusual. One careless move would be labeled as treason, and three generations of the nine clans would be affected. Not just one family could make the decision. Without the help of these ministers, Prince Shang Yong would be just a lonely man.
"I, my ministers, are willing to march forward for His Highness!" All the ministers stood up and bowed to the prince who was sitting on the throne, once again expressing their feelings. The eagerness flashing in their eyes suddenly seemed to be real.
Regardless of whether the news that Emperor Gengshi was critically ill was true or false, the ministers in the East Palace were confident that they would put the prince on the throne. No matter who dared to stand in front of them, they would eat it.
After all, there was already enough gunpowder among the kings fighting for the throne, and only a little flame was needed to detonate it, and the rumor that Emperor Gengshi was critically ill was the fuse that set off the fight among the kings.
These princes and princes will not pay attention to the truth or falsehood of the news, nor will they choose to give in. They will only think about taking the first step, trying to take the lead step by step, and the collision of the kings will be close at hand.
"I don't know what you can teach me?"
Prince Shang Yong showed determination, and he had obviously made a decision long ago. Previously he was just testing the minds of the ministers in the East Palace, but now that he has the support of the ministers in the East Palace, he will no longer hesitate.
"His Royal Highness has raised troops to first conquer the four gates of the divine capital, control the center of the divine capital, and block the flow of information inside and outside the city; then conquer the three kings Kang, Fu, and Yong, eradicate the gang members of the three kings, and remove the obstacles to the throne; and then conquer the emperor who has left the palace.
Respect him as the emperor and pave the way for His Highness to ascend the throne."
Wen Zong, the young master of the prince, took action and directly planned three steps to seize power for the prince Shang Yong. Each step was closely linked. It was obvious that he had planned it for a long time and was by no means a temporary thought.
"If you take the first step in these three steps, you will have room for self-preservation. If you take the second step, you will be invincible. If you take the third step, the general trend will be the trend. There is no reason why it cannot be achieved."
"Okay...Mr. Fu is really Gu's good mentor and friend. Just follow what Mr. Fu said, first conquer the city of God, then the three kings, and then the palace!" Prince Shang Yong's eyes were dim and full of excitement.
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At the same time, King Kang, King Fu, and King Yong all made more or less moves. Emperor Gengshi, who had left the palace, was seriously ill, so these three princes saw the possibility of a fight.
King Kang and King Fu each have their own wings, and they also have large and small networks of contacts in the army. Therefore, the moment they heard the news, they began to prepare a layout that had been prepared for ten years.
In Prince Yong's palace, in the Buddhist hall in the backyard, Prince Yong was twirling the beads in his hands, facing the pure golden Buddha statue, reciting the Diamond Sutra, with a hint of Buddhist compassion in his eyebrows.
Although the battle between Dongyue Emperor and Baoguang Tathagata was in full swing, Prince Yong, who was an extension of Dongyue Emperor's consciousness, did not delay his behavior as a Buddhist disciple.
After all, it was this posture that made the Buddhist Cihang Jingzhai and Jingmian Zen more and more deeply impressed by Prince Yong. The entire Buddhist sect knew that Prince Yong respected Buddhism and was a devout Buddhist in the world.
Just this little character design allowed Prince Yong to work hard for ten years!
Prince Yong is best at starting from small things and has always paid attention to details. It is said that details determine success or failure. Prince Yong deeply believes in this.
"Your Majesty!"
Chen Pingzhi, the general of Zuowuwei, stood at the side of the Buddhist hall, quietly watching Prince Yong finish reciting the Diamond Sutra, and then said softly from the side: "The spies came to report that the prince, Prince Kang and Prince Fu have all taken action!
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"Everything has been done?"
Prince Yong calmly rolled down his cuffs to cover the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist. The "compassion" in his brows disappeared in an instant, revealing his full majesty.
"Yes, the prince mobilized the left and right Yi guards, King Kang got the support of the left and right knight guards, and King Fu also had the support of the left and right Hou guards. Hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital area were mobilized frequently."
Chen Pingzhi's face was calm as he explained the mobilization of the Twelve Guards Army in the capital one by one. Especially when he talked about the left and right cavalry guards, his tone gradually became a little heavier.
It's just that the left and right Houwei have paid off, but the left and right Xiaoqiwei and the left and right Yiwei are the most powerful soldiers in the world, and they are Dachong's sharp weapons to suppress the world. If these powerful soldiers make mistakes in this battle to seize the heir,
, it will definitely be harmful to Dachong Guozuo.
However, even though several princes and princes knew the consequences, they would not give up the throne that was just around the corner. Emperor Gengshi could personally kill his own grandson and force his own daughter to death for the sake of the throne. Several princes and princes would also do whatever it takes to get the throne.
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After my death, no matter how great the flood is, several princes and princes all have such thoughts, so naturally no one is willing to retreat.
This step of retreat is the gap between the dust and the supreme. The royal people are the most "self-centered". Even if there are hundreds of millions of casualties in the world, it is not as valuable as one's own hair.
"In the army of twelve guards, except for the left and right garrison guards and the left and right royal guards who are still in the hands of the emperor, the other eight guards have fallen into the control of our brothers. It seems that... a war is inevitable."
"However, in addition to the two guards, the prince's side also has tens of thousands of East Palace Guards. They have an advantage in terms of military strength among our brothers!" Prince Yong stood up slowly and said unhurriedly.
"Your Majesty, if the Crown Prince wants to take a preemptive strike, he will definitely attack you, Prince Kang and Prince Fu. You must be on guard against this." Zhen Daoxue followed suit and spoke out to advise.
Prince Yong walked out of the Buddhist hall step by step and said calmly: "To take action, the prince must control the four gates of Shendu, grasp the general trend of Shendu, and then control our three kings. In this way, the overall situation will be settled."
"However, I will not give him a chance. The prince has the upper hand, but we still don't know who will win."
Prince Yong looked at the palace indifferently. At this time, Prince Yong's palace was like a precision machine, with all its parts rotating constantly. A number of servants from the palace came and went in a hurry, and dispersed nervously and orderly into the huge divine capital.
among.
"After all, fighting for the throne...I am a professional!"
Within just a stick of incense, the huge Prince Yong's Mansion was empty, with only bright lights, seeming to mock the people coming to the door.
And just after the people in Prince Yong's palace were completely dispersed to all sides, in less than a cup of tea, a large number of black-clad soldiers poured out from the streets and alleys. The densely packed black-clad soldiers did not stop much and swarmed.
Flooded into Prince Yong's Mansion.
"kill!"
Under the bright lights, the bright battles carried a chilling light. A black armored soldier with a name like a wolf or a tiger, after breaking into the palace, looked at the empty place with surprised expressions, like a haunted house.
Prince Yong's Mansion.
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"here we go!!"
On a high platform not far from Prince Yong's Mansion, Prince Yong looked indifferently at the weapons swinging in the palace. He, dressed in military uniform, pressed the King Yong sword on his waist.
From the moment the Gengshi Emperor received news of his critical illness, several princes and princes who had been suppressed by the Gengshi Emperor's dragon energy finally ushered in the moment of their own outbreak.
As the dragon closest to the real dragon, the prince, together with the three dragons King Kang, King Fu, and King Yong, must fall down. In order to achieve the final victory, the crown prince can bathe in the thunder of heaven and earth and transform into a real dragon.
Although this was the fate of several princes and princes as members of the royal family, it was also the result of the promotion of the current Emperor Gengshi. The Emperor did not like the prince and often said that he was "not like himself", which was why the three kings were competing for the throne.
Opportunity.
Dachong's national destiny gradually became more and more turbulent in the struggle for the crown prince, King Kang, King Fu, and King Yong. These little clues undoubtedly frightened many knowledgeable people.
Da Chongshendu has become a maelstrom that swallows everything. Anyone who enters this maelstrom and can barely protect themselves is a fluke. Except for a few people in the game, no one's life is much stronger than that of mugwort.
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Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
A thundercloud shrouded the sky at some unknown time, and heavy thunders resounded throughout the sky above the divine capital. Thunder rolled in, and a depressing aura pressed on the heart, which was really frightening.
Prince Yong slowly closed his eyes, and there seemed to be waves of shouts of killing in his ears. The brutal shouts of killing came one after another, as if they were stopping in Prince Yong's ears.
"Your Majesty, this is a battle between the in-laws of Prince Kang's Mansion and the crown prince's guards. The soldiers and horses of the two sides have officially begun to fight, causing the sound of howling and killing." Zhen Daoxue half-bent and whispered to Prince Yong's side.
Said loudly.
Prince Yong stood quietly, looking at the sky above the divine capital. At this time, the Crown Prince, Prince Kang, Prince Fu, and Prince Yong had all transformed into the shape of dragons, fighting fiercely.
The four dragons, one green, one white, one black, and one red, were constantly biting each other. Pieces of dragon blood turned into clouds and were constantly swallowed by the most powerful dragon.
During the fight between the four dragons, an old five-clawed golden dragon was crawling aside, watching the victory or defeat of the four dragons with cold eyes, waiting for the four dragons to finally decide the winner.
A little bit of faint golden Buddha light gradually emerged in the fight between the four dragons. Each dragon had a little bit of Buddha light with the word "*" on its body. In the cruel fight, there was an inexplicable sense of compassion.
"Haha... Buddhism is really everywhere. It seems that those families don't have that much confidence in me!" Prince Yong smiled flatly, and his left hand grasped the hilt of the sword, unconsciously becoming heavier.
Just between the folk houses on the left and right of this high platform, neatly arranged square formations of soldiers and armor were standing quietly in the corner, their cold and hard faces were like marble sculptures, with extremely clear edges and corners.