This group of Wujia troops broke into the palace courtyard and fought with the Imperial Guards and the Police Guards. They caught the other side off guard and quickly brought the situation under general control.
Seeing that the situation in front of him suddenly changed, Emperor Qingming, who was protected by a group of police guards, couldn't help but change his face when faced with this sudden change.
He looked at the black-armored troops who had begun to guard the altar, corridors, and entrances of the mausoleum. His face became more and more angry, and he could no longer maintain the hypocritical calmness that he had just shown that he was sure of victory.
The tall altar blocked his view, and he was still unable to see the real masters of these Wujia troops.
He looked at the people who knew the chief minister, and said with a ferocious smile: "...you actually want to rebel and kill the king! Such a wolfish ambition, it is really not a pity to die!"
Jie Shoufu, who had just been slightly injured while dodging the arrows, frowned greatly.
This is not their arrangement!
How could they have such an arrangement?
Before coming to Lingshan, they had never thought that such a change would happen, and how could they have imagined that the emperor would be so heartbroken and crazy!
At this moment, Ji Fuyin's extremely surprised exclamation suddenly sounded beside him——
"Yan...King Yan?!"
Jie Shoufu suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound.
In his sight, a tall man wearing silver-gray armor and a beard walked over, escorted by a group of soldiers.
Beside the man, there was another young man, also wearing soft armor.
Jie Shoufu's eyes were subconsciously fixed on the young man's face. That face was noble, handsome, and extraordinary in bearing. Even if he had only seen it once, there was no mistaking it. He was undoubtedly a descendant of the Wu family!
How could King Yan and the descendants of the Wu family be here?!
Especially King Yan...!
"It's really King Yan..."
"King Yan is still alive!"
"..."
There were already shocking waves everywhere. Listening to these surprised and uncertain voices, Emperor Qingming turned his head almost stiffly and slowly to look over.
Seeing the man approaching, the detectives guarding him drew their swords and took a defensive posture.
The other party stopped, about ten steps away from him.
"..." When their eyes met, Emperor Qingming's whole body stiffened, the blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and everything in the world was silent.
At this moment, there was shock, rage, cruelty, and even a trace of panic and fear in his eyes that he didn't want to admit.
"Where is Ji Xiu! Where is Ji Xiu!" He asked the person beside him sternly.
Why did a person who was supposed to be dead suddenly appear here?!
How did the other party approach the capital?
We have traveled thousands of miles along the way, and no one in the cities, counties, or stations along the way is aware of it!
Also, Ji Xiu clearly led his troops to guard the foot of the mountain, but he couldn't even stop a few hundred people!
The emperor's mind was in panic. King Yan looked at him, his eyes swept over his legs, and he said calmly: "In less than a year, my brother doesn't seem to be doing well anymore."
Emperor Qingming was angry and ashamed, and his legs, which ached day and night, trembled slightly under the thin blanket.
And looking at the opponent's majestic and upright figure, wearing armor and carrying a sword at his waist, which seemed to look down on him from above, Emperor Qingming immediately felt a surge of blood in his chest.
Didn’t the other party die long ago?
Either die from heart disease, or die from the sword of a traitor!
"How dare you come here to die! Are you really going to be able to escape unscathed today?" Emperor Qingming's teeth chattered, trying to sound confident.
Ji Xiu and his 30,000 troops are outside, there is no way he can lose!
The other party can only die!
That’s fine…
You came just in time, why not let him kill this lingering stumbling block with his own hands today!
The messy surroundings were still noisy and shaking.
Many palace maids and even several ministers were wounded by arrows and fell to the ground.
Some officials stepped forward to help their injured colleagues, but few immediately rushed to Emperor Qingming's side to protect him to the death.
The arrival of King Yan was undoubtedly sudden.
But if King Yan hadn't arrived suddenly, many of them might have died under random arrows. How could those who had been killed once by His Majesty still have lives to protect them?
Naturally, some ministers came forward, stood in front of the emperor, and looked at King Yan aggressively.
There may be foolish loyalists among them, or there may be people who think they are sober and wise - just a few hundred soldiers, what can they do! As long as the Minister of Ji and the imperial army arrive, King Yan will not be able to leave here alive today!
It doesn't matter if the emperor is cold-blooded and crazy, as long as the winner is the emperor in the end, they must try their best to protect their future!
Jie Shoufu and others did not step forward.
Seeing King Yan who was unmoved and unmoved by the insults and questionings of those ministers, Jie Shoufu had an answer in his heart.
What sudden heart attack is at stake...
The Yan army split into internal strife and was defeated by the imperial troops...
This is all a ploy!
But setting up such a big game, paying so much price, and taking such risks now, what is King Yan's plan?
Jie Shoufu frowned tightly and subconsciously looked in the direction of the divine case.
At this time, King Yan You was standing where he was, but the young man beside him had already led people up the stone steps and around the divine case, his eyes seemed to be looking for something.
The young man's body was filled with cold aura, and the guards in front of him were all full of murderous intent. The palace guards and internal guards retreated one after another without daring to stop him.
Wu Chao strode into the main hall and almost immediately saw the man squatting in front of a pillar with his back to him, wearing an eunuch's robe.
There was a smell of blood in the palace, and his heart tightened, and he hurriedly walked forward.
Xu Mingyi was about to take out the long arrow on his shoulder for the Ming Yushi who was sitting in front of the pillar.
She was afraid that the arrowhead would be quenched with poison, so she immediately took out the dagger and dug the arrowhead out of the flesh for him.
The Censor of the Ming Dynasty groaned in pain, his face turned pale from the pain, he was sweating like rain, and he was almost delirious.
He turned his head with difficulty, looked at Princess Jingrong who was standing by his side, and said in a weak voice: "Your Highness, I haven't had time to talk to you properly... You have suffered a lot these days..."
Princess Jingrong frowned: "Whenever you want to speak, you can't. Just save your energy."
"I'm afraid I'll never have another chance..."
"No." Xu Mingyi carefully observed the wound and said without raising his head: "The arrow is not poisonous."
The eldest princess breathed a sigh of relief and said to the Censor of the Ming Dynasty: "There is nothing wrong with the shoulder. In the past, my second brother had an arrow in his shoulder. If he pulled it out early in the morning, he could climb a tree and dig out a bird's nest in the afternoon."
The Censor of the Ming Dynasty twitched his lips in relief.
It turns out he won't die.
After all, it was my first time to be hit by an arrow, so I had no experience.
"Take care of the injury for Ming Yushi——" Wu Chao came up behind Xu Mingyi and ordered Sui Jiang beside him.
Sui Jiang nodded and quickly took out the medicine bottle he carried with him.
Xu Mingyi turned her head when she heard the voice, and when she saw it was him, a reassuring smile immediately appeared on her blood-stained face.
When she stood up, he bent down to hold one of her arms and asked seriously: "Are you injured?"
Xu Mingyi shook his head and looked outside the hall: "Fortunately you came in time."
Otherwise, this mausoleum might become a purgatory today.
With the action of him holding her arm, she pulled him and walked out of the hall: "Go and see how the situation is——"
Even though the plan seems to be going smoothly so far, we must not be careless about the follow-up. Whether everything can be handed over smoothly depends on the next situation.
Watching the young girl walking out side by side, and then looking at her mother who was wiping sweat with a handkerchief on the side of Ming Yushi, Princess Yufeng silently looked at the caisson on the top of the palace.
Outside the palace, King Yan stepped up the stone steps step by step and came to the divine case.
"Ayuan, come with me and put up the incense stick."
"Yes." Wu Chao responded and glanced at Xu Mingyi, who nodded slightly to him.
In the chaos just now, the sesame oil had been knocked over and extinguished. The palace servants on the side were trembling and did not dare to raise their heads, let alone fetch the sesame oil for him.
The attendant beside Wu Chao took out a fire seal and lit an incense candle.
King Yan and Wu Chao each held three sticks of green incense, burned the incense heads on the candles, held the incense and bowed, then firmly inserted the green incense into the incense burner.
Emperor Qingming became furious and cursed loudly.
"...You are a rebellious minister and traitor, a shameless family thief, and everyone will punish you. How can you have the dignity to worship the ancestors of the Xie family? From the day of your rebellion, you are no longer worthy of being a descendant of the Xie family!"
Xu Mingyi straightened the corners of his mouth coldly.
This scene is so familiar.
In her dream, when Wu Chao dragged the emperor out of the palace, the emperor scolded them like this, calling them father and son only rebellious officials and traitors——
That time, the emperor died in an embarrassing manner, but he stood on the moral high ground until his death. King Yan and Wu Chao indeed became rebels in the hearts of the world because of their rebellion and regicide, and they can never be erased.
But this time, they have a better choice.
There are more people behind me, and everything has not reached the worst point yet.
If the following situation is properly controlled, Prince Yan and his son will no longer have to be rebellious officials and traitors who have been notorious for thousands of years - and this crime will fall back on the person who deserves it.
The shameful face that he has been hiding all his life will be completely revealed.
Even if he dies, he can only die amidst countless judgments and scorn!
Or it can be said that death is already dead, so what does it matter how you die?
——It may not matter to the dead, but it is of great and lasting significance to the living, especially the victims, and the people of the world.
"What do His Highnesses, King Yan, want? Could it be that he openly kills the king and usurps the throne in front of his ancestors?" Looking at the people in front of the divine case, Jie Shoufu finally spoke.
He said this not for the sake of the emperor.
Even if the emperor made a mistake, no one can ignore the etiquette, laws and ancestral institutions when everything is still unclear...
Whoever dares to kill the king is committing treason!
Those who commit regicide and seek rebellion are destined to win the hearts of the people and find it hard to appease the people. Even if they are able to gain power in the future and conquer everywhere, there will still be many obstacles to the implementation of the new policy!
When King Yan heard the string, he immediately understood the elegant meaning. He looked at Jie Shoufu and said: "This king is not here to rebel and kill the king. Today, I want to settle some old things with my brother. These old things are both family affairs and state affairs."
, Therefore, I would like to ask you all to be witnesses and judge what is right and wrong."
With that said, he bowed to all the ministers.
This calm and rational move undoubtedly reassured many ministers in a sense - now they are not afraid of anything but another lunatic!
"That's enough! Stop singing harmoniously in an attempt to pour dirty water on me!" Emperor Qingming sternly interrupted what King Yan was about to say, and said repeatedly: "Ji Xiu... Where is Ji Xiu! Let me
He will come to see me immediately!"
Not only Ji Xiu, but also the commander of the forbidden army did not arrive. Everyone responded so slowly. Could it be that everyone was dead!
He didn't believe that the men brought by King Yan alone could kill tens of thousands of his elite troops in such a short period of time!
"Pass on my word and tell Ji Xiu to quickly mobilize the army to capture the traitor!"
"Even if I die, I will cut off this traitor's head first!"
"Why don't you ring the bell quickly to warn us!"
"..."
Emperor Qingming kept giving orders, trembling and trying his best to suppress the sweetness that surged into his throat.
He has realized that something is wrong with the situation, but he has no time to think about it at the moment. His body and mind cannot support him to think about it, and he even does not want to think about it. He only has one thought - kill King Yan! Kill everyone who dares to doubt him.
people!
At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the entrance.
Soon Ji Xiu and his men appeared in front of everyone.
The people who looked at King Yan did not make any move to stop him. The ministers were shocked and exchanged glances secretly.
Ji Xiu glanced at the bloody scene around him and said, "It seems that I am late."
Seeing his seemingly indifferent attitude, Emperor Qingming said sternly: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't we quickly capture this traitor who intends to kill the king and seize the throne!"
He was not afraid at all that Ji Xiu would betray him.
In other words, even if Ji Xiu might betray him, there was absolutely no chance that he would fall to King Yan.
Ji Xiu and King Yan have a son-killing feud!
Apart from him, Ji Xiu is the person who least wants to see King Yan get his wish——
This was the case nineteen years ago, but now nineteen years have passed, even if Ji Xiu is just trying to protect himself, he will definitely try his best to deal with King Yan!
"The rebel who killed the king and seized the throne——" Ji Xiu looked at him and said, "Isn't this exactly you, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Qingming's expression suddenly changed.
"What did you say..." There was an undisguised reminder and threat in his tone.
"What should I say?" Ji Xiu sneered: "Where to start? Why don't we start from the time when the world was uncertain and His Majesty was still the eldest son of the common people——"
Emperor Qingming gritted his teeth: "...shut up!"
He is not the eldest son of a concubine, never has been!
His mother is his father's first wife, and he is his father's first child, his legitimate eldest son!
It was the bitch who suddenly married in who disrupted everything. The bitch took away her mother's position, and the bitch born by the bitch wanted to take away his things!
Is it wrong for him to want to protect what he owns?
Is there anything wrong?
"During the campaign, during a raid, it was you who leaked King Yan's plan to attack the enemy camp at night, causing King Yan and his party to return in defeat. You also set up an ambush on the way back to the camp, hoping to capture the enemy's camp.
King Yan’s life! It’s a pity that King Yan took another route to divert the pursuers, and it was my two sons who died in the ambush!”
When Ji Xiu talked about this, his eyes turned red instantly.
But he was finally able to tell the truth in front of everyone. He no longer had to hide his hatred, and no longer had to kowtow to the enemy who killed his son!
There was a lot of noise all around.
Was such a thing still happening back then?
They had heard a lot about Ji Xiu's death in his early years, but...he died under such a conspiracy?
And if this is true, why did Ji Xiu remain loyal to the emperor for many years?
How many people present didn’t know that before the emperor ascended the throne, his biggest supporter was Ji Xiu?
