Chapter 463: Eight Hundred and Nine!

That same evening.

Yun Yang was lying in his room, looking at the dark night outside through the window, his eyes flashing, and his mind was inexplicable.

After a long time, he muttered, "Bao'er...... Now, he can already sit in the position of the crown prince, and he is more than competent!"

Yun Yang is not the only one who has this kind of thought.

The morning of the second day.

His Majesty the Emperor immediately issued an edict without saying a word: "King Yong is not allowed to stay in the capital any longer, and he will go to the fiefdom immediately!"

This Yongwang is His Royal Highness the former prince, and now the second prince is the title of prince!

Compared with Bao'er's young wisdom, the title of the former prince Jinyong is also appropriate, and it is meticulous!

And the next holy decree is to "canonize Yu Qiankun, the son of the great prince, as the emperor's grandson;

The civil and military officials led the order in unison.

Now that the hegemony of the Yutang Dynasty has unfolded, it seems that it has formed a trend of swallowing the world, and the establishment of the national reserve at this time is to eliminate all worries.

His Majesty the Emperor's resolute style is unmistakable.

In the afternoon of the same day.

King Yong set off, and the entourage, only eight hundred and eight people, left Tiantang City, the capital of the Jade Tang Kingdom.

Wu Ying of the military department specially requested that after King Yong went out of the city for the honor guard, after the Ministry of Rites was registered, the military department would have to go through it again, so as not to have unscrupulous people mixed in.

Naturally, the Ministry of Rites did not dare to slack off, and after approval, it was immediately sent to the Ministry of War.

Wu Ying personally approached this matter, and did not neglect it at all, strictly controlled the whole process, and eliminated all irrelevant personnel; together with the palace maid of Liangdi, the concubine of King Yong, the accompanying eunuchs, and the guards, there was only such a small number of heads.

Including King Yong himself, it is exactly the number of eight hundred and nine.

So, he was immediately ordered to set off.

Eight hundred and nine!

And when King Yong learned the number of heads, he was stunned for a long time, and only after a long time did he suddenly laugh miserably as if he had realized it, and suddenly wowed, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha...... Eight hundred and nine, eight hundred and nine! Is this retribution? Hahaha......"

In front of the city gates.

There were very few officials who came out to send each other, but Wu Lie, the secretary of the criminal department who had always been at odds with King Yong, came to see him off.

King Yong, dressed in a green robe, looked back at the city gate, his handsome face was full of loneliness and despair, and he fell to the ground and kowtowed nine times to the city gate.

"Father, after the son-in-law said goodbye today, I will never see you again. ”

King Yong burst into tears: "May you take care of your body and live a long life." ”

Princess Yong comforted softly: "Your Highness, although this trip is a long way, there may not be no chance to return to the capital in the future, you don't have to be discouraged and slumped." ”

King Yong shook his head miserably, but he didn't even want to say a word, so he got into the carriage and went all the way south.

No one understands better than him why his entourage is so small!

And why are there eight hundred and nine!

Even if they were degraded, even if the trees fell and scattered, and even if they fell into the ground, how could there be only 800 honor guards? Where did the officers and men who escorted them go? Even if they were accompanied only by people from the former prince's mansion, there would be more than 800 people.

But the entourage of these eight hundred and eight people reminded His Royal Highness the former prince of a long-lost past.

In the Battle of Tianxuan Cliff that year, when the Nine Venerables changed, there were also eight hundred and nine people with them!

Nine with 800 Iron Guards!

In the battle of Tianxuan Cliff, eight hundred and eight people died, and almost the entire army was wiped out. Only Yun Zun survived alone, even if he came back and caused a storm in the sky, there was a huge turmoil. But since then, Jiuzun has really been hidden behind the scenes for a long time!

Either sacrificed, or survived!

Now, he has been degraded, and the entourage has added himself, and it is no coincidence that there are eight hundred and nine of them!

What does this mean?

And what does it mean?

King Yong knows better than anyone else in his heart, and understands it!

His group is dead, there will be no more luck, and there will never be a survivor like Yunzun!

From this, it is known that since the other party has made such an arrangement, it must be clear and clear that the accident in Tianxuanya has its own actions.

Thinking about it a little deeper, the number of heads on this trip is the final approval of the military department!

Doesn't that already say a lot more?

This is not an accident or a coincidence, a dead end, a dead end, or a ...... Point of no return!

These 800 people are all their own henchmen, all their own irons, and these 800 people are their own burial goods!

There won't be a single one alive!

It's a foregone conclusion!

Three days later.

King Yong and his entourage passed through Canglongling, that night, they camped here to rest, it was midnight, suddenly the wind was fierce, thunder and lightning, and it rained heavily.

Early in the morning of the second day.

No one in the camp came out, and it was eerily quiet.

When the people of the local government got the news and went to check it, they saw that in the entire camp, there were eight hundred and nine corpses, without exception, all lying neatly on the ground, and they were actually arranged in an orderly manner, which was clear at a glance.

The first one was none other than King Yong himself.

Eight hundred and nine people were asleep.

In the tent, there are four big characters written by King Yong himself: "The crime deserves!"

On a nearby rock, someone wrote a few lines in blood.

"The prince broke the law, and sinned with the people, and returned blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and repaid the debt with blood. ”

......

At this time, in a small roadside hotel three hundred miles away from Canglongling.

A slender young man ordered a few jars of wine and a few side dishes, where to eat and drink quietly.

After a long time, he muttered: "Brother Fengzun, I am silent and will do what I say, and I will avenge you." ”

He quietly lowered his head, looked at the wine in the wine bowl, and smiled bitterly: "Lord Yunzun's meaning is to only kill King Yong, not innocent." But I didn't hold back, I didn't want to kill just one person, I just wanted to kill eight hundred and nine people. ”

He laughed, "Happy!"

Huo Ran stood up, threw down two thousand taels of silver, bought all the wine in this tavern, and then poured it all on the ground, laughing.

knelt down at the fragrant wine marks on the ground, kowtowed a few times, and the green clothes fluttered and walked away.

......

Army.

Wu Ying Courtyard.

"Lord Wu, it is not good to do things in a lowly position, and I have come to accept the guilt. ”

"Oh?"

"When the humble duty arrived, His Royal Highness King Yong's group of eight hundred and nine people had all died, and no one survived. ”

"Huh?"

"It is written on the stone next to him that the prince broke the law, and the same crime as the people, and returned blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and repaid the grievance, and the blood debt was paid with blood. These twenty-four blood words indicate that someone has made a move in advance. ”

"Hmm. ”

"My lord, what should we do?"

"Seal!"

"The subordinates understand. ”

"Go ahead. ”

"The subordinates retired. ”

The man in black walked backwards and walked out.

Wu Ying paced slowly, walked to the window, looked at the sky and moonlight, suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, and muttered, "It's dead." ”

A cloud drifted over, obscuring the moonlight.

The sky was full of haze.

"I deliberately gave the order an hour late, and sure enough, someone did it ahead of schedule!"

......

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