The guard lowered his head and said no more, just waiting for Liu Fa, Liu Fa was also thinking hard in his heart, this Feixian Lake tightly surrounds Yangfu, and it is really not a simple matter to capture it, it is difficult for Liu Fa to imagine that on the territory of Yangfu, the Cao family can be said to be the absolute overlord, which is also where their foundation lies, but it is such a wonderful natural danger, the Cao family was lost in just a few months, which really made him feel puzzled.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it can always be broken!"

Liu Fa glanced at Feixian Lake shrouded in dense fog from a distance, as if he wanted to penetrate the dense fog to enjoy the scenery of Yangfu.

"Let's go!"

The soldiers are fast, Liu Fa doesn't want to waste time, after half a night's effort, Liu Fa still decided to gamble, even if he can't get to Yangfu, he has to let Dali know how powerful he is, just when Liu Fa is constantly killing towards Yangfu, Duan Qing is also rushing towards Feixian Lake, Yangfu is his foundation, he must not be lost, he has nowhere else to go now, more importantly, he has a faint premonition, if he can't return to Yangfu sooner, he can't say what will happen to Yangfu.

Fighting for the world is not an overnight thing, but at this time, they are just calculating the gains and losses of a city and a pool, especially Liu Fa, in the southwest, if he wants to make a name, he can only gamble with his life, become a king or lose a villain, that's all!

The snowflakes in the southwest gradually dissipated, and the spring breeze gradually blew into the southwest, but it was still cold in the imperial capital.

"The world cannot be without a king for a day, and the country cannot be without an owner for a day, and the ministers invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to ascend the throne and inherit the unification!"

Above the court, Nie Yi was dressed in white, although his eyes were a little red and swollen, but he still looked at Shaowu Hengyong with a mournful voice, and quietly gave a look.

Shaowu Hengyong was stunned, his face was joyless and sad, but the whole person looked extremely haggard, as if it was not Shaowuqing who died, but he Shaowu Hengyong.

"The ministers seconded the proposal, what Lord Nie said is very true, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to ascend the throne!"

Nie inadvertently shook his long sleeves and stood up again, his friends immediately understood, and asked Shaowu Hengyong to ascend the throne in unison, only Shaowu Hengan knelt silently, not saying a word, as if he was asleep, today's court meeting, he is unprecedented, but there is another person, who is also unprecedented, that is, Yan Gongdao, the Son of Heaven Mountain collapsed, Yan Gongdao was also grief-stricken, and he was infected with typhoid fever and was bedridden.

Shaowu Hengyong didn't answer everyone's words, but just glanced at Shaowu Heng'an, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Okay!" ”

Nie saw that the ministers of the court were silent, and his long-hanging heart was slightly relieved, so he said in a deep voice: "Please ask Lord Zheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, to please give the will of the first emperor and show it to the civil and military princes of the Manchu Dynasty!" ”

Hearing this, Lord Zheng stood up, took out a roll of yellow silk from his sleeve, walked tremblingly to the ministers, and then slowly unfolded the yellow silk, his face was solemn and quiet, and he said loudly: "The last emperor's last order is here, and the ministers bow—"

The ministers shouted long live, bowed to the ground, and there was silence above the court.

"Boom, Boom......"

There was a sound of cold footsteps, as heavy as a dead man, in fact, he was a "dead man", or rather, he should have died and could not die again.

"Who, so bold ......"

When Nie heard this discordant voice, he immediately frowned, and then looked up at the outside of the hall, only to see a person wearing a bright yellow robe and a nine-dragon crown on his head, who was that tall figure not Shao Wuqing?

"What a big gut, talk about it......"

Shao Wuqing glanced at Nie, and then walked straight towards the dragon chair that had been sitting for many years, this position, only he passed it on to others, and it could not be taken away by others, even if it was his own son!

"What a bold man, he dares to pretend to be Gu's father, he deserves death, come on, take it for Lone!"

Nie was shaking, and before he could say anything, Shaowu Hengyong suddenly spoke, he looked at Shaowu Qing coldly, as if looking at a stranger, there was only blood and coldness in his eyes.

"Ghost, ghost......"

At this time, Nie finally reacted, Shao Wuqing was killed by him personally, and he couldn't die anymore, but the person in front of him was really Shao Wuqing, how could he not be surprised.

Shaowu Hengyong gave an order, and there was no imaginary Golden Palace Force, he frowned, and looked at Nie again, Nie was trembling at this time, and his original thoughts had long been thrown out of the clouds.

"Someone!"

The hysterical shout made the entire Fengtian Hall seem to be shaken, and the hundred officials of the court were still kneeling on the ground, and unconsciously, their knees were already a little sore.

This angry shout finally had a reaction, and a bunch of ghost-like shadows suddenly flashed out of the hall, the Heavenly Killing Guard, Shaowu Hengyong's Heavenly Killing Guard made a move!

"Kill!"

Shaowu Hengyong sat on the dragon chair, his face distorted and terrifying.

"Come down, you don't deserve to sit in this position!"

Shao Wuqing walked towards Shaowu Hengyong step by step, he didn't care about the so-called Heaven Killing Guard, Heaven Killing Guard, it was just a Jianghu Eagle Dog, a ranger frolicker, he had never taken these things into his eyes, which is why Shao Wuqing just persuaded Shaowu Hengyong to give up the Heaven Killing Guard, and did not annihilate them.

The Son of Heaven has a sword to cut the world, and the Son of Heaven has a knife to cut the mountains and rivers.

Just when the assassins in the Heavenly Killing Guard kept killing Shao Wuqing, in the same way, some dark figures moved, and in the screams, there was a faint impact of swords and swords, and a faint blood came out of the Fengtian Temple, and it was dawn!

Shaowu Hengyong grabbed the armrest of the dragon chair, stood up with difficulty, calmed down his excitement, straightened his messy clothes, faced the temple door, and then sat down on the dragon chair slowly.

The moment he sat down, a happy smile appeared on his face, as if he had never been so happy in his life. The smile is fleeting, like a flash in the pan. Trembling and stretching out his hands, Shaowu Hengyong's eyes were blurred, as if he saw the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty kneeling down to him three times and bowing nine times, and the roar of the mountain that shook the sky made him feel unprecedented satisfaction at this moment.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live—"

Shaowu Hengyong was intoxicated by the illusion, trembling and stretching out his hands, a void stroke, and a hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall: "Zhongqing...... Zhongqing is flat, haha, Zhongqing is flat......"

"Idiot, idiot......"

Shaowu Qing's eyes were a little cold, looking at Shaowu Hengyong silently in a sweet dream, wiping the corners of his mouth with some mockery, Shaowu Hengan still knelt on the ground, unfazed.

At this time, Shaowu Qing shook his head, grabbed Shaowu Hengyong, and said in a low voice: "Go back, go back to the East Palace, don't make trouble!" ”

Shaowu Hengyong's eyes were glazed, and he just muttered, and only he and Shaowuqing could hear the words.

"Why, why, why ......"

Shaowu Hengyong was mentioned by Shaowu Qing, and then he sat on the long-lost dragon chair again, silently looking down, looking down at Shaowu Hengyong, Shaowu Heng'an, the courtiers in the palace, and all living beings!

"Your Majesty, the rebels of the city guard have all been killed!"

"Your Majesty, the rebellion in the palace has been swept away......"

A cold voice came out, the ministers were in an uproar, Shao Wuqing's cold light flashed, and everyone immediately calmed down again, for a while, Shao Wuqing looked at the sluggish prince, his eyes were full of complexity, and finally raised his hand and said leisurely: "Put the prince, first lock up in the temple!" ”