When King Mo came to the door of the Palace of Heart Cultivation, he saw the guards guarding the door at a glance, which was the dead soldier he had cultivated as his closest cronies.

It wasn't until this moment that King Mo completely believed Yun Fu's words, and he exhaled lightly.

The dead man personally pushed open the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall and invited King Mo in.

King Mo broke through the glazed door, passed through the front hall, and came to the back hall, and saw Emperor An Ren leaning on the dragon couch with a calm expression. King Mo straightened his clothes, knelt down slowly, and said loudly: "The son sees his father." ”

Emperor An Ren opened his eyes slightly, glanced at King Mo who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a tone without the slightest warmth: "Do you remember that I am your father?" ”

King Mo pursed his lips, he knew in his heart that it was probably because Yun Fu succeeded, Emperor An Ren was now under house arrest in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and he was angry in his heart, so he asked so much.

But once the arrow is ready, there is no possibility of recovering it when it is shot. Now even if he told Emperor An Ren that he didn't know all this, who would believe it? His father is the emperor, the king of this country, and he is not a fool to fool.

It's better to do nothing.

King Mo said calmly: "My father has always been the admiration of his sons. ”

Emperor An Ren smiled coldly and said, "For such illegal and undisciplined things, you say that I am your admiration, did I teach you this?" ”

King Mo didn't wait for Emperor An Ren to let him get up, so he stood up on his own, seeing that Emperor An Ren frowned, and his heart was even more angry.

I only heard King Mo laugh a few times as if he was self-deprecating, and then said: "Since childhood, Erchen has never felt the love of his father, and in his father's eyes and heart, there is only Concubine Ling of Huaqing Palace, and the good son she gave birth to. Father probably didn't know that among so many brothers, the father favored the eleventh emperor, but he also let him be isolated by his own brother. ”

Emperor An Ren's throat twitched slightly when he heard this, where did he need King Mo to remind him at this time, since he had been aware of this problem since Luo'er was killed and lost his legs five years ago. That's why in the past five years, he has deliberately ignored Luo'er, thinking that in this way, he will make those people give up.

But the assassination of An Wangfu reminds him all the time, even if he no longer cares about this son, some people will not give up, he has been in a high position for a long time, he has seen all the organs, and all the power struggles, where will he not know the truth of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

He can understand that some people will not give up in order to achieve their goals, but fratricide is not what he wants to see.

He is still alive and well, and his sons can still kill each other, so what if he is a hundred years from now? Is it that his sons are going to fight to the death? In the end, there was not even a single brother.

He was still Emperor Ande personally ordered the Zen throne, even if his brother wanted to fight for it, he couldn't withstand Emperor Ande's words, so now, he still has only one sixth emperor brother left, and the other brothers hanged themselves and died.

Sometimes how much he missed when he was young, when so many brothers sat around and frolicked, and then they were called together to be trained in front of his father, that kind of day was the real joy.

"Father, it's also your son, have you ever cared about the second emperor? Can you care about the Sixth Emperor Brother, but will you feel sad because of the death of the eldest Emperor Brother? Will you regret the untimely death of the fourth emperor brother? Do you know, how did I grow up in the palace since I was a child? The Desert King's eyes were filled with endless unwillingness: "You won't, and you don't know." ”

Emperor An Ren's expression revealed a trace of sourness, and the whole person seemed to have aged a few years in an instant, and he said weakly: "In my heart, you are all my sons. ”

"Really?" King Mo sneered and said: "If it weren't for the accident of the eleventh emperor's brother, I'm afraid that until now, in the eyes of your father, there is still only one son, probably God's eyes, the eleventh emperor's brother has not been favored by God, he is not a son of destiny." ”

"You are presumptuous!" Emperor Anren sat up straight, glared at King Mo angrily and shouted.

"Anything more presumptuous than this, the sons have done it, so why be afraid of this." King Mo walked up to the dragon couch and chuckled: "Father, you are already old, you are no longer suitable to be in charge of this world, it is time to give way to the young man." ”

Emperor An Ren was furious, pointed at the approaching Mo King, and shouted, "You rebel! Dare to say that you are not inferior, do you want me to pass on the throne to you? ”

King Mo laughed, laughed, and said, "Where is Erchen worse than other brothers?" You should learn from the emperor's grandfather and enjoy your old age in peace. ”

Emperor An Ren took a few deep breaths, tried his best to calm himself down, and after a long time, he said expressionlessly: "I ask you, whether the Fengquan Mansion case has anything to do with you, and answer truthfully." ”

King Mo pondered for a moment, smiled and said: "Up to now, Erchen is not afraid to tell you that the case of Fengquan Mansion is indeed related to Erchen, not only related, Erchen also found out that at the bottom of the Pingjiang River, there is an imperial mausoleum, which contains countless gold and silver, Erchen is in Lingzhou, just relying on the silver tael collected every year, it is not enough for Erchen to raise troops in Lingzhou, so Erchen will use a little trick and replace all the officials of Fengquan Mansion with Erchen's people. ”

"A few months ago, Erchen finally developed a way to explode gunpowder in water. As long as the mausoleum is blown up and the gold, silver and jewelry are taken out, the sons will have more confidence to hoard more soldiers and horses. Presumably, my father should have thought that if this method is improved a little more and used in the army, it will inevitably become a great weapon for our Great Zhou. ”

Emperor An Ren clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and said: "You recruited soldiers and horses privately and secretly raised them in Lingzhou, do you want to rebel?" ”

King Mo shook his head and said, "Erchen never thought of rebelling, but Erchen didn't want to see other brothers sit on this throne. But now it seems to be easier, there is no need to have a soldier, as long as your father and the emperor issue a holy decree and give up the throne to the sons, the sons will naturally not make a move against the other brothers, after all, no matter how they fight with the sons, they are also brothers. ”

Emperor An Ren smiled instead of being angry, and said: "In this way, I have to thank you for being mellow and affectionate. Are you threatening me? ”

King Mo looked at Emperor An Ren, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Father, I can't help you now, your whole body is full of sons, whether you live or die, it's all under the words of your sons, if you write this holy decree, your sons can let you die a decent death." ”

Emperor An Ren looked around, frowned, and looked at the dead man who led King Mo in, and this person was Fuzhong.

Fuzhong seemed to feel Emperor Anren's gaze, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", his body trembling.

And in this hall, except for Fuzhong, there is no fourth person who is him and King Mo.

Obviously, the mouth of the king of Mo is full of his people, this is opening his eyes and telling nonsense, scaring him.

Emperor An Ren couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled.

I don't know when these seven sons got this delusional disease, whether he should be generous and find a royal doctor to take a look at him.