Hearing this, his eyes moistened slightly, and he got up as he said, and stood at the head of the ministers.

Emperor Yan's heavy gaze swept over them, and after telling everyone about the situation outside, the room was silent.

When they learned that their family members were almost dead, several of the older courtiers stumbled on their feet, and their eyes were black and almost fell to the ground.

There are a few others who suddenly heard the bad news, but they also knew that it was not a sad thing at the moment, and they were stunned without saying a word under the sadness on their faces.

After a long time, he slowed down one after another, and said calmly: "Maybe the situation is better than we thought." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Yan, who was thinking about what to do, hurriedly asked, "Why did Aiqing say this?" ”

After a pause, he replied one after another: "Your Majesty should know that there are three thousand guards in my Lu Guo Mansion. ”

Emperor Yan nodded: "Yes, those three thousand people were still sent to you by me." ”

He took a deep breath one after another: "Don't hide it from Your Majesty, now my second and third sons, who are not successful, have never seen a figure so far, presumably they have already noticed that something is wrong and hidden in the dark, and it happened that Yan Zheng was in a hurry to force the palace and did not carefully investigate, so they had to escape......

As soon as the words fell, everyone reacted.

Yes, the family members of all the people present were pressed by Yan Zheng in front of the palace gate and brutally killed, only the family members one after another, and no one has been seen so far.

Emperor Yan also understood, and said, "So, what does Lu Guogong mean is that they are hidden in the downtown and are waiting for an opportunity?" ”

"Exactly."

Not to mention that the eldest son has always been loyal and courageous, and he can't get sand in his eyes, let's just say that the unreliable second son, although he secretly participated in the planning of the rebellion of letting Yan Zheng lead the troops to Qishan in Pingdong, which led to the fact that things will happen to this point.

But once he knew that Yan Zheng had a rebellious heart, presumably the second son would also turn the spearhead at the traitor.

Hearing these two words, Emperor Yan and the courtiers were shocked in their hearts, and they looked at each other, and they had infinite expectations in their hearts.

At this time, Yan Beichen smiled lightly: "What's more, don't forget, the crown prince of the Jin Kingdom is still in the palace, and the thousands of guards she brought will never watch the Yan Palace fall into trouble." ”

Once the rebels involve Qi Changrong's safety, the Jin State guards will definitely not stay out of the matter again.

Everyone understood the meaning of Yan Beichen's words, and for a while, there was a mixture of surprise and surprise in their hearts.

They remember very well that just today, Yan Zheng was still outside the palace to name the prince of the Jin Kingdom, and his desire to hurt the prince of Changrong was obvious.

Perhaps, the guards of the Jin Kingdom have long been hidden in the dark looking for an opportunity.

In this way, although the gap between more than 10,000 people and 30,000 people is still huge, it should not be difficult to delay time.

After thinking about all this, Yan Zheng's expression was gloomy and uncertain several times.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a blanket line crossed his eyes, and he instructed the chief eunuch: "Go and take out all the three holy decrees I have written." ”

The chief eunuch didn't know why, so he bowed down and received the order.

Soon, three bright yellow holy decrees were taken out of the dark compartment and placed neatly beside the bed.

Seeing this, Emperor Yan stood up with difficulty, and in front of everyone, he unfolded the holy decree in the middle with trembling hands.

looked at it one after another, and the solemnity between the eyebrows couldn't help but be a little thicker, it was actually a passing order!

"Bring pen and ink."

The dull voice came out of Emperor Yan's mouth, and the chief eunuch didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly trotted and took the pen and ink, and also put it next to the bed.

At this point, there is no turning back.

Countless complex emotions converged in his eyes, and a heavy sourness surged into his heart, Yan Huang closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his eyes were already clear.

Immediately, without hesitation, he put down his pen and wrote his name on the holy decree.

The second prince Yan Beichen.

Suddenly, he looked up at the 'living bodhisattva' who was standing next to him with a compassionate face, as if he was out of place with everyone, and his eyes gradually changed.

When the last handful settled, Emperor Yan put down his pen in despair, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and waved his hand to order the chief eunuch standing aside: "Grand Duke, make a decree." ”

The chief eunuch stepped forward, carefully picked up the holy decree, and pinched his sharp voice to make sure that the sound could reach everyone's ears.

"Your Majesty has a will, and the princes kneel to receive it."

With a deliberately elongated sentence, under the cloudy gaze of Emperor Yan, the people in the hall immediately knelt on the ground.

"Yan Beichen, the second prince of Yan Kingdom, has a valuable character, and he will be able to inherit the unification, rejuvenate the territory of Yan Kingdom, and succeed me to the throne, that is, the emperor."

As the chief eunuch spoke.

Suddenly, people other than Yan Beichen knelt on the ground with respectful expressions.

Seeing Yan Beichen frowning slightly, Emperor Yan let out a long sigh, with a hint of sadness in his expression: "Beichen, I know that you are not here, but now that the royal family is withered, there is no material, you are merciful by nature, and thanks to the influence of the Buddha for many years, you should know the way to be a country and a king." ”

"Take the order."

Emperor Yan personally persuaded.

Only frowning slightly, Yan Beichen immediately responded to the order, raised his hands high, and made a letter of acceptance: "The son of the minister will live up to His Majesty's grace." ”

Seeing this, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The second prince is indeed merciful, and letting such a person sit on the throne of God is a great good thing for both Yan Guo and the courtiers.

Emperor Yan pulled out another decree, and his gaze stayed on Yan Zheng's corpse for a moment: "This holy decree was originally intended to punish rebellious ministers, but now it seems that it is unnecessary. ”

"Archduke, burn it."

The chief eunuch took it, and after a while, a faint puff of green smoke came out of the stove.

In this way, only the last will is left on the side of the bed.

No one knew what was written in it, and no one dared to wonder what was written in it at this time.

Emperor Yan's fingertips lightly swiped over the bright yellow will, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally made a decision.

"This will is left by me to the third prince Yan Yiheng, as for the content, it will not be announced in front of people at this time, and when it is necessary in the future, you will naturally know the meaning of the will."

These days, Yan Yiheng has been serving by the side every day, in exchange for the slightest mercy in Emperor Yan's heart.

When he came, he did not forget him.

"If this crisis can be successfully passed, the Ministry of Rites will arrange the enthronement ceremony of the second child as soon as possible."

At this time, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu took a step: "The minister's decree." ”

"Second brother, after ascending the throne, if your brothers have no bad intentions, you must not neglect them."

Next to him, Yan Beichen held the will of the succession tightly, pursed his lips and responded: "The son obeys the order." ”

After finishing the last words hidden in the tip of his heart, Emperor Yan also seemed to finally understand the thoughts in his heart, his hand slid lightly to the side, and his eyes became even more cloudy.

After a while, his head tilted to the side, and he completely lost his voice.

A generation of emperors has fallen into the world.

"Your Majesty?"

The chief eunuch closest to Emperor Yan saw that it was not good, so he cautiously took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to probe the tip of Emperor Yan's nose, and did not feel the slightest breath.

His frightened fingertips shook, and suddenly tears welled up in his eyes, and the chief eunuch knelt on the ground with a 'poof': "Your Majesty, you're dead!" ”

"Your Majesty!"

A cry rang out from the side of the dragon's bed.

Holding the bright yellow will, Yan Beichen lowered his eyebrows to show his sorrow, but he only felt in a trance in his heart.

There was even a sense of absurdity......

All of this seems to be unexpected, but it also seems to be expected.

……

Outside the palace, thousands of Praetorian Guards guarded the palace gate, and wave after wave of fearless warriors launched a fearless attack, the palace gate was slammed and swayed, and countless arrows rained down from the city wall.

In an instant, the rebels below fell to the ground.

Just when An Houye's face was gloomy and he had a bad premonition in the New Year, several forces suddenly appeared out of nowhere and annihilated many soldiers in the periphery.

Even the people of Cheng'an, after learning of the appearance of the rebel army, picked up their sharp weapons at home and joined the melee without fear.

As the time passed, as more and more people fell, Hou Ye's face became more and more ugly, and he no longer thought about the fate of the three closest relatives in the palace, but led the army behind him and began to retreat slowly.

If the two grandsons inside have died tragically, there is no royal blood in hand......

Then his move is meaningless.

There is no turning back from the so-called bow, even if An Hou Ye wants to escape from here, the 'descaling army' that can pour out from all over the street does not agree.

In an instant, they had broken through their camp.

As more and more people supported the imperial city, many rebel troops began to fight in disarray, and their fighting methods were evacuated.

barely supported for three hours, reinforcements still poured into Cheng'an, and the sound of fighting was everywhere.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, Hou Ye An immediately raised the token in his hand and shouted: "Rush out of the imperial city with me!" ”

However, as if he was deliberately confronting him, as soon as his voice fell, Yan Beichen rushed to the imperial city to send a message to the commander of the Praetorian Guard:

"Tell them, those who descend, don't kill."

"Whoever lays down his arms will not be killed."

After receiving the order, the commander of the Praetorian Guard did not dare to delay, and led the red-eyed brothers behind him, shouting: "By the emperor's order, those who surrender will not be killed, and those who lay down their weapons will not be killed!" ”

"Those who descend do not kill ......"

"Whoever lays down his arms will not kill ......"

The battlefield is becoming more and more chaotic.

Among them, there are many people who break jars and break them.

Seeing this, Yan Beichen held the long sword and joined the battle circle without hesitation.

On this night, the living Buddha was stained with blood, and the Bodhisattva was no more.

……

Deep Palace.

Under the empty palace wall, Qi Changrong stood here quietly, across the towering city wall, her ears sounded one after another screams, the sound of swords stabbing into flesh and blood......

Her breathing couldn't help but be two points heavier, and there were faint bloodshots in her eyes, and the color of blood red spread in them.

For a moment, she couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Listening to those voices, she seemed to have returned to the day when the country was ruined in her previous life, and a sense of despair and sorrow rushed to her heart, making her murderous intent everywhere.

More people will die that day than today.

It's not enough.

It's not enough.

The entire imperial city, the resentment of the blood of hundreds of thousands of people in Shangjing, will never dissipate.

She believes that one day she will step through the Liangguo country, overlook all things in the world, and wash away the resentment in her heart with the blood of the enemy.