Liu Meiniang waited until Tianquan left, and the hand in her sleeve slowly let go.

In fact, you can't blame Liu Meiniang for not being able to bear it, but what King Beirong said just now is really confusing.

However, Liu Meiniang quickly put this matter behind her. Not for anything else, because there is no time for her to think about these things, although this war was won, and the biggest gain may be the capture of the king of Beirong, but Liu Meiniang has to face a more difficult problem, that is, how to exchange the maximum exchange of interests between the king of Beirong and Beirong.

And King Beirong doesn't look like a soft persimmon, this will make Zhang Jirin not around, and Liu Meiniang is a little undecided.

The king of Beirong was captured by the Great Qi army, and Liu Meiniang asked Tianquan to find a way to spread it. Soon, the people of Beirong and Daqi in the surrounding area knew that the king of Beirong had been captured.

This is the first time in history that the king of a country has been captured by the enemy.

However, King Beirong didn't seem to care, he should eat and drink every day, and asked Liu Meiniang for a game of chess, and played against himself.

Liu Meiniang still praised King Beirong's state of not being shocked when she saw it, but maybe King Beirong is now downplaying life and death, and he feels that everything doesn't matter.

Liu Meiniang quickly sorted out the army, counted the supplies, and all aspects had been arranged very properly, but she still didn't see Zhang Jilin come back.

Liu Meiniang was a little anxious, not only did Zhang Jilin not come back, but even Tianheng and Yang Zichen, who were sent out, couldn't be contacted, which made Liu Meiniang more and more panicked, did they all encounter something uncontrollable and had an accident.

However, Liu Meiniang received a message that allowed her to be sure that Zhang Jirin should not be worried about her life.

Rong Zhang, the third prince of Beirong, died.

"This news is coming from the north?"

Liu Meiniang asked.

"No, ma'am, it's south." Tianquan said.

Liu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, she understood.

After Zhang Jirin killed Rong Zhang, he should have gone directly to southern Xinjiang.

As soon as Rong Zhang died, Beirong was determined to be in civil strife, and there was no candidate who was most likely to become the next king of Beirong, and the remaining princes of Beirong would definitely fight for the throne.

Besides, the king of Beirong has been detained by them, and there is only one reason for the civil strife in Beirong.

Liu Meiniang now knows that Zhang Jilin has gone to the south, and it is a matter of time before he arrives in southern Xinjiang, and there is no need to worry about the troops in southern Xinjiang, Xiao Jingxuan is personally recruiting, and there are soldiers under him, even if Xiao Jingxuan does not lead troops, Xue Wuyi and Nie Changfeng will not agree.

So what Liu Meiniang can do now is to garrison Beirong, so that Zhang Jirin has no worries.

Before the explosion sounded, Rong Zhang seemed to sense something, and he stopped hesitantly while riding on his horse.

"Lord Wang? What's wrong? Rong Zhang's entourage asked Rong Zhang.

"Nothing, just move on." Rong Zhang suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, explosions sounded one after another, and the horse under Rong Zhang's crotch was frightened, and ran forward frantically with his hooves open.

Rong Zhang immediately understood that he had been ambushed.

Before he could run two steps, the horse was injured, Rong Zhang also rolled into the dust next to him, got up and looked twice, the surroundings were already in a mess, Rong Zhang's eyes were red directly, he took such a big pair of centaurs back, and now it can be said that the whole army was wiped out, and even if he knew that this was done by Daqi, there was no evidence at all, because Rong Zhang himself couldn't figure it out, Zhang Jirin was present during the battle, how could he set up an ambush here.

Rong Zhang desperately ran towards the explosion circle, but he didn't expect one of his legs to be blown away. Rong Zhang screamed in pain.

Zhang Jirin, who was ambushed on the side and had just killed Chu Nanfei, naturally found Rong Zhang's location accurately through Rong Zhang's shouts.

Zhang Jirin patiently waited for all the explosions to fall, and the smell of blood in the air made Zhang Jirin frown, he had never liked this smell.

Zhang Jirin sneaked over from the side and saw that Rong Zhang was already lying on the ground dying, and his thighs were already bloody.

Zhang Jirin walked to Rong Zhang's side, and Rong Zhang opened his eyes in pain.

"Sure enough, it's you." Rong Zhang said in a trembling voice.

"Hahaha." Rong Zhang suddenly began to laugh wildly, and Zhang Jirin's sword was inserted into Rong Zhang's body, and at this point, Rong Zhang, the third prince of Beirong, completely ended in the history books.

Rong Zhang probably didn't expect that he would eventually die in such a way and be killed by Zhang Jirin.

After Zhang Jilin pulled out his sword, he left without looking back.

The news of Rong Zhang's death was transmitted back to the Beirong Imperial Palace, and the Beirong Imperial City seemed to explode.

The crowd quarreled.

"Daqi is really hateful, I didn't expect the third brother to ......"

"It's Zhang Jirin again, it's Zhang Jirin again, where is this Zhang Jirin, the third brother, can be defeated in his hands."

"Father has no news yet, who knows."

The princes were talking, and they were all guessing what was going on.

"Originally, the third brother was supposed to be the heir to the throne, but now that the third brother is gone, this throne ......," a prince whispered.

"Who said that the third brother is the heir? Did the father say it? Fifth brother, what do you mean by that? The Eighth Prince said with a straight face, and the Fifth Prince glanced at the Eighth Prince and did not speak.

"Didn't my father say it? The edict is behind the plaque in the main hall, let's take it out and see if it's over! ”

The thirteen princes jumped out and said loudly, the princes looked at each other, but in fact, some things were tacit.

Since King Beirong said that the edict is behind the plaque, each of them has almost secretly moved their hands and feet, and there are a few spiders behind the plaque, and everyone is clear in their hearts. It's just that every time it is changed, every time it is put back, who knows what it changed in the end, listening to the tone of the thirteen princes, it seems that the thirteen princes have the greatest chance of winning.

"Father's whereabouts are just unknown, did he ascend to the sky, what do you mean!" The sixth prince said coldly.

"Sixth brother, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be at this time, the country can't be without a king for a day, my father is not here now, and I definitely won't want to see Beirong ungoverned." The thirteen princes and a party of people said.

"It's a great rebellion for you to do that." The sixth prince pointed to the person who spoke.

"Great rebellion? The absence of a monarch in Beirong is the real rebellion. The people of the Thirteen Princes and the party continued to argue.

"You guys!" The six princes stopped saying anything like a deflated ball, and now the situation is already obvious, there are parties and differences between these princes in Beirong, and no one is convinced.

"It's better to ask the mother concubine to administer justice." The Thirteenth Prince said.

"Humph! Thirteenth brother, that's your mother, not ours. The second prince snorted coldly.

"That's right, the thirteenth brother's wishful thinking sounded, and your mother didn't look at you to anyone." The princes said sneeringly.

"The mother is the most just, you!" Of course, the Thirteenth Prince didn't want others to say that his mother was bad.

"Now the edict behind the plaque, who knows if it is the edict written by my father at that time." Finally, one person raised the question.

"What else could it be if it wasn't written by my father? We don't even know where our father's seal is. The Thirteenth Prince said with a disdainful face.

Everyone else did not speak, and finally the edict behind the plaque was taken out, and for the sake of justice, the princes found a brother of the king of Beirong as a witness.

However, when they heard the man read out that the next heir of Beirong was the Seventh Prince Rong Huai, everyone was stunned.

Rong Huai, the seventh prince on the side, was also shocked.

"How is it possible, Uncle Wang, are you mistaken!" The thirteen princes were the first to think that this was impossible, what kind of person is the Seven Princes of Beirong, everyone knows that the Seven Princes are the most unknown people in Beirong. Although the Seven Princes like to ride and shoot, they really don't have any pursuit of being a king, power, wealth, and wealth, and their favorite thing to do is horse racing.

The heir on the testament is the Seventh Prince, and no one thought of it.

"How could it be him? Why is he? This edict must be false. The Thirteen Princes were the first to jump out and retort.

"Thirteenth brother, what, the person on this edict must be you, is the edict true? It's a bit too arrogant. A prince replied.

"You!" The thirteen princes are also starting to panic now, this edict has clearly been moved, it was still his name last night, how could it become Rong Huai's today, how is this possible, even if the thirteen princes are smart, they have not reacted so quickly.

"Since this is what is written on the edict, then you should listen to your father's words, old seven, take the decree." The brother of the king of Beijon said.

"Yes, the sons and daughters will follow the teachings of their father." The Seventh Prince lowered his head and pinched the edict in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Even if the princes were dissatisfied now, they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only nod their heads and say yes.

"I don't believe it! How could my father pass on the throne to you, this piece of waste. The Thirteen Princes scolded directly.

"Thirteenth brother, be cautious." The Seventh Prince glanced at the Thirteenth Prince lightly, just like looking at a child who was messing around.

"I'm going to duel with you, I'm going to test your martial arts, if you win against me today, this King of Beirong will be you." The thirteen princes did not give up.

"You have to do this?" The Seventh Prince asked.

"Hmph, you must have tampered with the edict, I don't accept it." The Thirteenth Prince said coldly.

"That's fine." The Seventh Prince nodded.

"Than what?" The Seventh Prince asked.

"Knives, all Beirong men are good at using knives, we love knives." The Thirteen Princes said triumphantly, indeed he also has proud capital, almost everyone knows the swordsmanship of the Thirteen Princes, and he can even be ranked in Beirong, but to everyone's surprise, although the Seventh Prince is good at riding and shooting, his swordsmanship is very common.

"Thirteenth brother, you obviously know that the seventh brother's sword skills are not as good as yours, why do you still have to compete with the seventh brother's sword skills!" The second prince spoke.

"Second brother, if you want to be the monarch of Beirong, how can you be bad at swordsmanship?" The Thirteenth Prince smiled coldly, and today he was on a par with the Seventh Prince.

"Then why don't you say that you are riding and shooting with the seventh brother, you are too insidious." There are constantly princes who stand up to speak for the Seventh Prince.