Three, two, one.

There is only one day left before the partition of the dynasty.

If war is only for peace, then strife and turmoil are only for the sake of raising up a new ruler.

Standing on the blood and white bones, the Daming Palace, brilliant and brilliant like a god, the red wall glazed tiles occupy half of Chang'an, will be tomorrow, open a new power division chess game.

The mountains and rivers cry, the king comes out, the dead are forgotten, and the victory is divided by others.

On the same day, the three provinces and six departments, and the two kings' military camps, came a war report that ended all this: Wang Jian's remnants were intercepted somewhere fifty miles outside the pass, and the kings of Yue and Jin personally led the troops to arrest the traitors.

On the same day, Wang Jian fled to Chang'an City in a hurry, intending to take advantage of the two kings to leave Beijing and the capital was empty.

On the same day, when Wang Jian arrived at Chang'an Chengguan, Ling was still confident and ordered the queen Wang Yi to switch it on, and the next moment, his face turned dead white.

Queen Wang Yi showed the flag of the king of Yue, closed the city gate, refused to let Wang Jian's remnants of the army outside, and should not defend it.

Later, there were Jin Yue male soldiers to intercept, and the front was Chang'an City Closed. Wang Jian was finally trapped and couldn't advance or retreat, so he only became a turtle in an urn.

So, when Li Jingting, the king of Jin, rode on a horse, looked at the Chang'an Chengguan not far away, and Wang Jian, who was in a hurry, he couldn't help but smile: "The fourth child is a good chess set." actually bought the queen a long time ago, let her defect on the verge of battle, and left a decisive son. ”

Li Jingxiao, the king of Yue, wiped his sword with a dazzling light, and seemed to smile: "Brother Huang, what are you talking about." This king is still chasing and killing the king thief, but you have already sent someone into the palace to report to your father. This sells so well. ”

"I trust the emperor's brother, and I must have prepared the means to win Wang Jian. Li Jingting smiled, his eyes dark.

The two of them rode on the horse, Rong armored, high-spirited, behind 100,000 personal soldiers bows and crossbows, majestic like a heavenly soldier general, the sound of wild horses all over the mountains neighed, out of the sheath sword cold light pierced the sky, two royal flags, a "Jin" and a "Yue", the golden weaving dragon almost rose into the air.

In the last game, the chess pieces are dropped.

Judge the fall of the sword, and punish the rebellious thief.

Double dragons win the pearl, and the king is elected.

Li Jingxiao glanced at Li Jingting, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly changed the topic: "If the imperial brother really trusts me, how can he still carry this king behind his back and see Xin Yi privately that night." I also deliberately kept it a secret, and the king's shadow guards didn't find out what you said. ”

Li Jingting's eyes flashed, and the hand holding the reins of the war horse increased his strength, but there was still a faint smile on his face: "Xin Yi is the son of this king." Is there anything wrong with going back to the house after the draw?"

"Yes. Li Jingxiao tugged at the corners of his mouth, he couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or a mockery, he looked behind him, tens of thousands of soldiers under his tent, and the cold light of the sword like the sea fell into his eyes, stirring up a piercing undercurrent.

"Brother Sanhuang, my brother advises you to tell the truth, Xin Yi discussed something with you. Otherwise, tomorrow's feudal dynasty, what does 'brothers work together to share worries', this king doesn't mind 'one mansion is dominant'. ”

To put it bluntly, if the sword is unsheathed, the game between brothers will be ruthless.

The son who was born in Daming Palace has only monarchs and ministers, and has never had siblings.

Li Jingting understands, understands too well, so he didn't have anything to hide, and sneered: "Fourth, you are talking so openly, and you are not afraid of being happy too early? Yes, you came to the door to rob the battle merits, and you occupied the legend of returning ten years, and the folk passed you on like a god." But have you heard that not long ago, the Xiao family had a secret inheritance ceremony. ”

Li Jingxiao squinted, his tone became colder, and he looked at Li Jingting: "What do you mean?"

Li Jingting smiled, the saber at his waist was held hard, and the sound of Jin Ge exploded at the bottom of his eyes at the same time.

"If I say, Xiao Zhiling, is my person. Brother Huang, how should you deal with yourself?"

Shaw's Feather.

Four simple words, but in an instant, they touched the dragon's scales.

Li Jingxiao's eyebrows burst out with a burst of anger, mixed with hidden anger and frustration, if the gaze is a sword, he can almost tear Li Jingting to pieces, but he didn't move.

He just stared at Li Jingting, and the latter also stared at him, without flinching or wavering.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, as if there were ice cubes swirling, and the soldiers who were close shrunk their necks in fright, and the cool air rushed up from the center of their feet.

After a long time, Li Jingxiao gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Huang, this is a good move." ”

"Awards, awards!" Li Jingting laughed, unabashedly revealing his son's pride and pride, but Li Jingxiao's next sentence made him laugh dumbly.

"What about the flesh and blood of the Third Emperor Brother and Zheng Siying? Do you also have the guts to tell Xin Yi?"

Li Jingting's face suddenly became more evasive, touched his nose and said, "She knows about me and Zheng Siying." But this child will have time to sue her in the future. I don't want her to think about it. This king also found out not long ago that the woman had left a seed. The timing is right, and there should be nothing wrong with that. Tiger poison does not eat children, so Zheng Siying is allowed to live, Xin Yi should be understandable. ”

"You let Zheng Siying go?" Li Jingxiao was slightly surprised.

Li Jingting nodded, and sighed hatefully: "Not bad." The king gave her a small golden lock for a child, and the lock had the emblem of my Jin Palace: the golden-winged bird. I asked Zheng Siying to tell the child the meaning of the goldfinch bird. When that child grows up, if he wants, he can come back and recognize his ancestors, and I will not treat him badly. If he doesn't want to, let him go, and it's not bad to be a common man. ”

Li Jingxiao pondered for a moment and shrugged: "If you are sure, you are leaving the royal heir out of exile, and you are willing to give up your eldest son." ”

"It's a bad fate. I'm afraid that Zheng Siying doesn't want him to have anything to do with the Li family. Li Jingting exhaled a turbid breath, his face was complicated, "The heir of the royal family, do you think this kind of life experience must be good?"

Li Jingting stared at Li Jingxiao with deep meaning, helpless, gloomy, and confused in his eyes.

The son of Daming Palace, the fate represented by these six words is already heavy enough.

From the moment you are born, there is no escape, you live and die in the clouds of wealth and smoke.

What's more, they themselves are still in this game, riddled with karma.

"The right to choose, the choice of one's own life. This is the greatest gift I have as a father to my eldest son. Li Jingting smiled coldly, and the gentleness of his eyes flashed.

Li Jingxiao smiled, stretched out a hand, and patted Li Jingting's shoulder, this beat was not much of the coldness of the opponent, but more like the intimacy between brothers.

is the only recognized opponent in his life.

It's also him, who is in this fate, comrade-in-arms.

The two were chatting, and suddenly heard the gate of Chang'an City open not far away, boom, it was opened from the inside, as if someone had come out of the city.

Wang Jian, who was blocked at the gate of the city, was stunned for a moment, and shouted "The whole army is on alert", and then the remnants of the Wang family unsheathed their swords and faced the city as if they were facing a great enemy.

However, what came out of the city was a bright yellow robe, just a touch.

Emperor Li He.

He was just such a person, carrying his hands, walked out of the city, the official road of the city pass was not as flat as the palace, he walked a little staggering, it seemed that he came all the way from the palace, and when he came to the door, he also held the red copper door and rested.

Alone, on foot. is an ordinary old man of the people, who gathers and walks birds around, and the only one who shows his identity as an emperor is the bright yellow dragon robe.

And in front of him, there were tens of thousands of Wang Jian's remnant soldiers, eyeing him fiercely, and all the swords were aimed at him.

One person, one army, the Son of Heaven, and one rebel.