In this Fengyan War, the central army of Yan was all wiped out, and after Lin'an, there was no way to stop the strength of the Feng army.

A few days later, Li Gongfu escorted grain and grass to the front line, and when he saw him, Lu Chen was quite surprised, but he didn't ask too much.

A few days later, the Feng army came to Yandu, and the army besieged the city.

At this time, the capital of Yan Kingdom, has long been panicked, the former lively and bustling streets, at this time full of depression, business and hawkers, have packed their bags, closed shops, the street people, have closed the doors and windows, stay at home, the dust and leaves on the street, no one has cleaned up......

The suspicion of the war shrouded Yandu.

Above the court, Zhao Jin, the king of Yan, was wearing a royal robe and a crown. He slowly glanced at the ministers in the main hall, and then fixed his gaze on a middle-aged official.

He just stared at each other, and didn't speak, but his gaze became more and more gloomy.

Seeing this situation, the ministers of the Yan Kingdom in the main hall couldn't help but subconsciously turn their heads sideways and look at the official, who was also secretly swallowing his spit, looking at a loss.

It wasn't until a long time later that Zhao Jin finally spoke, and he said faintly, "Lord Wang." ”

Hearing him call himself, the official's body was suddenly shocked, and then he hurriedly came out, and after giving the salute, he said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "Minister, minister is in ......"

"This king has heard that in recent days, there have been many strangers entering and leaving your mansion, and those are all the works of the Wind Country, right?" Zhao Jin got straight to the point.

Yes!? Hearing this, all the ministers were shocked, and the official was directly so frightened that he knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Wronged, king! Those are Weichen's distant relatives, and they are by no means a fine work of the Wind Country, Weichen's loyalty to the king, and his loyalty to the Yan Kingdom, heaven and earth can learn from it......"

His words were very beautiful, and he almost burst into tears, but when Zhao Jin heard this, he directly sneered and said: "Lord Wang, do you also want to learn from Wei Zhongjing, the right minister of Zhang Guo, ask for orders from this king, personally go to the city gate to command the garrison, and then open the city for the Feng army?" ”

Without waiting for Lord Wang to answer, Zhao Jin said again: "Hey, Lord Wang is really naïve, don't you hear it, the Wind King Lu Chen is a treacherous person, even if you open the city for the Wind Army, then at that time, you will definitely end up with the same fate as Wei Zhongjing, you say, why do you bother?" ”

"The King...... King...... Wechen, Wechen is wronged! The official was really crying at this time, knelt there, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Even if the Feng army breaks through the royal city, that Weichen will definitely live and die with my Great Yan Kingdom!" I'm not going to go to the enemy—"

But Zhao Jin was already extremely suspicious, and at this time, in this situation of imminent death, the slightest disturbance would undoubtedly make him murderous!

There is no doubt that before the official finished crying, Zhao Jin directly waved his hand and shouted: "Someone!" Drag this traitor out and behead him! ”

As soon as he spoke, the two palace guards outside the hall immediately walked in, and without saying a word, they picked up Lord Wang and dragged him out.

Lord Wang's arms were held by the guards, and while being dragged out, he also screamed again and again: "King! Weichen is wronged! Wechen has been wronged—"

It's just that his shout quickly disappeared outside the hall, and after dealing with this matter, Zhao Jin glanced around at everyone again, and then said in a cold voice: "Have you seen it!?" This is the end of betraying this king and betraying my Yan country! Such a traitor! Doing things to defect to the enemy, colluding with the wind country, I really think that this king doesn't know anything!? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of the tragic death of Lord Wang just now, and for a while, all the ministers of Yan Kingdom in the main hall were silent, and they all subconsciously lowered their heads, standing there, and they didn't dare to gasp.

Zhao Jin shouted again: "Where is the long history!" ”

"Micro ...... Wechen was ......" An official hurriedly came out of the queue and stood below trembling back.

Zhao Jin glanced at him, then picked up a letter on Wang's case, and sneered: "Lord Wei, this letter was written by you yourself, right?" ”

Yes!? Hearing this, Lord Wei directly knelt on the ground with a puff, and kowtowed again and again: "The king spares his life!" The king spares his life—"

"Humph! Spare your life? Zhao Jin snorted coldly, threw the letter down in annoyance, pointed at Lord Wei and said, "The content of the letter, this king has already read it!" You want to flatter the Wind King for a way back, do you think the Wind King will accept your wagging tail and beg for mercy!? You are also worthy of being the minister of my Yan Kingdom! ”

As he spoke, he added: "Those Fengguo Xiaozuo who contacted you have already been secretly captured by this king!" You can't imagine that your letter did not reach the Wind King, but fell into the hands of this King! ”

"Someone—"

"The king spares his life! It's Weichen who is confused for a while! The King is gracious—"

There is no doubt that another minister was killed, and at this time, many of the ministers in the palace had already broken out in cold sweat on their foreheads, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

"Where is the Imperial History!"

"Minister...... The minister is in the ......"

"Your letter has reached the Wind King, right?" Zhao Jin asked gloomily.

"What...... What the? King! Wechen is wronged......"

"Kill!"

One more dead! And one by one, they were all ministers of the Yan Kingdom, and when the Feng army was approaching the capital, Zhao Jin began to kill bloodily, and above the court, everyone was terrified.

What's even more strange is that Zhao Jin unexpectedly did not accuse Jiang Long, which can also be seen that his current mood has tended to despair.

After this incident, Zhao Jin no longer went to the court to pay attention to the government, but plunged into the harem and never came out again.

The harem of the Yan Kingdom.

Although Zhao Jin is not as beautiful as the King of Chu, he is not a person with few desires, he is even more violent. At this time, he was in the bedroom of one of his favorite concubines, Concubine Xiang, and here, Concubine Xiang was not the only one, but the beauties of the harem, all gathered here, gathered around Zhao Jin, laughter, and laughter.

"King, have another drink...... a bewitching beauty held a jade cup and handed it to Zhao Jin's mouth.

"Good, good, drink." Zhao Jin hugged left and right, smiled very happily, and after taking the jade cup, he raised his head and drank the wine inside, and then pinched it the beauty's chest.

"The king......" that beauty is delicate.

Zhao Jin laughed, then hugged Concubine Xiang again, made her sit on his lap, put his hands on her body, and directly tore off her clothes.

It is summer now, Concubine Xiang's clothes are thin, and under the tulle, there is a bandeau breast, Zhao Jin's eyes showed fire, and he began to divide Concubine Xiang by two.

Her slender body was seductive, and the snow white was suddenly exposed.

"King, the sisters are here, how can they be so ......" Concubine Xiang's face blushed.

"Afraid of what!? You are all women of this king, and if you rejoice together, will you not live more quickly......"