Chapter 1: Forcing the Palace
In the fourth year of the Great Qin Showa, early spring.
The dawn sun sparsely penetrated the clouds, stabbed down obliquely, and shone on the head of the golden-spine beast whose snow had not yet dried, shining brightly and a little dazzling.
The snow on the beast's head began to melt, and the snow dripped down the beast's mouth and smashed on the green-faced frosted floor tiles.
A chaotic trail of footsteps disrupted the rhythm.
Dozens of ministers in red robes and purple shirts carried their belts and trotted all the way, if in the past, they all had to be included in the imperial history, and they were described as formless.
It's probably that the old Yushi is also in the crowd today, so everyone is a little bolder.
The little eunuch on the white jade steps saw it from afar, hesitated for a moment, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ascend-chao-"
In the Jinluan Treasure Hall, Emperor Qin, who was sitting in the empty hall, straightened his back.
"Your Majesty!" The ministers entered the temple and knelt on the ground.
"Zhongqingβcough, flat." Emperor Qin raised his right hand weakly, and his voice was even hoarser than usual.
"Your Majesty, King Rong raised troops to besiege the city, he is going to ......" Among the dozens of ministers, some of them hid their faces and choked.
Emperor Qin's lips moved, unable to speak.
The ministers were looking forward to it, and they still hoped that they would come up with an idea at this time when they became emperors.
As expected, Emperor Qin finally opened his mouth but was interrupted by a sharp and urgent report: "Report!" β
Emperor Qin stood up and asked urgently, "How is it?" β
"Your Majesty! General Zhaoran was beheaded by King Rong, Yu Linwei was not an opponent at all, and King Rong's army had already been killed!! β
Emperor Qin's expression suddenly froze, and he sat down.
"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! King Rong, he really dares to rebel! β
"Traitors and thieves have long had the intention of rebellion, how can they not be opposed! Allow thieves to be punished! β
"The Emperor!" The courtiers shouted for heaven and earth.
Emperor Qin, who had been silent for a long time, sneered.
The ministers came back to their senses and hurriedly knelt down in front of them: "Your Majesty, let's go!" β
"Your Majesty, stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood!"
"The ministers are willing to desperately escort His Majesty out of the palace!" There are also loyal people who are willing to shed their blood for the unification.
But Emperor Qin, who has always been cowardly, did not follow the crowd this time.
"I'm not leaving." Emperor Qin stood up, his lower lip was bitten red and oozing blood: "I won't leave." β
"Your Majesty!" Old Yushi called anxiously.
Emperor Qin uncharacteristically emphasized the third time: "I will not leave." β
"I have been afraid of Rong Su for eleven years, he stands at the foot of the steps, and I dare not sit down; Before he deceived the emperor, I didn't dare to speak up; He seized power, and I didn't dare to stop it; He kills, and I dare not protect it. Now, he's the opposite," Emperor Qin shrugged and smiled: "I have nothing to be afraid of." β
The ministers choked, and immediately cried, scolding King Rong for being a thief and a thief for bullying the king, and he couldn't die well!
Emperor Qin held the dragon head of the throne in his hand, slowly sat back, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "I am not afraid, I believe in him ......"
Finally, the sound of soldiers marching quickly came from outside the hall.
Bang dang!
The wooden door of the Jinluan Treasure Hall was knocked open, and the sunlight outside the door pierced everyone's eyes subconsciously, looking through their fingers.
A man with a red tasseled gold helmet on his head, silver armor, and a sword in his right hand still dripping blood, approached the hall step by step.
Behind him, there was also a young man who looked to be more than ten years old, dressed in the same golden dragon robe as Emperor Qin, and followed him in.
Emperor Qin closed his eyes in despair.
Those who come, stay.
The armor under the command of King Rong swept in with a cold wind, and they lined up on both sides to drive the ministers away from the front of the emperor.
"Your Majesty, it's time for you to come down." Rong Su approached and spoke.
Hearing his voice, Emperor Qin subconsciously trembled, but this time, Emperor Qin mustered up the courage and did not comply, but asked in a cold voice: "Let me give you this wild seed behind you that I don't know where to find it?" β
Rong Su's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the blood-dripping sword was horizontal, pointing at the king.
"Pay attention to your words, he is the orthodox bloodline of Great Qin, the eldest grandson of King Yu." He invited the little young man in the dragon robe behind him to step forward.
"Ridiculous!" Emperor Qin flicked his sleeves, and this time he didn't say a single fear: "My Yuwang Mansion Changsun died ten years ago in the hands of you, a courtier and thief!" β
Rong Su didn't make a sound, just took a step closer, and the sword blade was already against Emperor Qin's throat.
Emperor Qin was cowardly, retreated little by little, and was forced to leave the throne.
"Allow thieves! Are you going to kill the king? A little envoy shouted, wanting to resist, but in a breath, his head was in a different place, and blood stained Jinluan.
King Rong's knife is far more than the one in his hand.
"Killing the king?" Rong Su chuckled and looked around at the ministers in the palace: "Today, I will let you see whether the king in your mouth is male or female!" β
Rong Su flicked his wrist, and without even making any extra movements, he shaved off the crown on Emperor Qin's head, and the pearls and jade crackled and sprinkled all over the ground.
"Your Majesty!" In the exclamation of the ministers, Emperor Qin stood still in panic, his black hair fell over his shoulders, his pale face was lined with extraordinarily bright red lips, and it was difficult to distinguish between male and female for a while.
Everyone was puzzled, although Emperor Qin was famous for his abundance and handsomeness when he was still the Prince of Showa, but at this moment, King Rong was already at ease, so why bother making a fuss about this matter?
So in the end, Your Majesty ...... Is it male or female?
"King Yu is bold enough to pretend to be his son in law with his concubine, and seek to seize the position of the prince, his heart can be punished!" Rong Su stopped drinking, and in a word, he replied to everyone.
Emperor Qin smiled bitterly, and there was no meaning and ability to deny it at this moment.
"It turns out that you already knew ......"
No wonder Rong Su would praise her to the throne, but killed her nephew, who was still in infancy and was obviously better controlled, because her daughter's body could be exposed at any time, and her nephew's identity as the eldest grandson of King Yu could become his bargaining chip for turning things upside down.
He's so calculating!
In just a moment, King Rong sent the little boy in the dragon robe to the throne.
The boy's appearance is thin, and he is really similar to Emperor Qin between his eyebrows and eyes.
But all this is clearly a trick of King Rong!
Emperor Qin flicked his sleeves and scolded: "Ridiculous! My Great Qin lineage has three veins, all of them died in the hands of your Rong traitor, and now I dare to send this wild seed to the throne in a grand manner! β
"Shut up!" King Rong fanned with his palm, and Emperor Qin spat blood and fell to the side.
He looked down at Emperor Qin with an indifferent expression: "Whether I am a rebel or a thief, a hundred and ten years later, there will be comments from later generations." β
King Rong turned his back to her, and ordered: "Come on, don't bring the county lord down, don't miss the good time for the new emperor to ascend the throne!" β
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The new emperor ascended the throne in a hurry, but it was not simple, and Emperor Qin could still hear the majestic whip whipping through the white jade slab when he was imprisoned.
Rong Su also sounded the precious eighty rings of gunpowder for the new emperor, which shocked the civil and military officials.
Through the window paper, she could still see the bright light of the gunpowder as it ascended to heaven.
"Squeakβ" The wooden door of the side hall was pushed open.
King Rong in a purple python robe stepped into the main hall, and the fireworks reflected light on him, shining a wide figure, and a side face was like a knife and an axe, with a deep outline.
Even in the eyes of Emperor Qin, who has a deep hatred for him, he still has to say a word like a god.
But this god is the god of killing.
It's the devil who asks for his life.
"Now, it's finally me?" She wore her hair draped over the floor, and sat on the cold tiles with her knees folded.
Rong Su approached, reached into his arms, took out a cloth bag and handed it to her.
Emperor Qin sneered and stretched out his hand to take it, it was the Crane Top Poison, and she was powerless to resist at this moment.
She unfolded the cloth bag and found that it was a palm-sized stone mirror, with a simple shape, and only the two small dragon stone carvings on the left and right were lifelike, highlighting its extraordinary origin.
Passage Mirror.
"Rongsu!" Emperor Qin's pupils constricted instantly, he screamed dumbly, and his whole body trembled: "You killed him?!" β
She threw herself at Rong Su.
Rong Su raised her eyebrows and took a few steps back to avoid it, endless disdain and ridicule in her eyes.
Emperor Qin knew that he was not an opponent, so he held the stone mirror and retreated step by step, his heart ached: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous that I think I can beat you!" β
It's not like he didn't come to the rescue.
It's not that he didn't come.
Instead, he was killed by Rong Su, and even the troop transfer token she gave fell into Rong Su's hands.
Emperor Qin coughed three times in a row, vomiting blood, dyeing the mirror bright red.
She didn't know what went wrong and let Rong Thief get the news, she only knew that he was dead.
Mr. Essay, who encouraged her for eleven years and helped her for eleven years, died.
With her only hope of recovering her country, she died.
Emperor Qin felt that his entire heart was torn in half, and the blood in his heart fell drop by drop, and his eyes became more and more blurry.
"Showa!" King Rong's sharp voice overlapped and separated from him in her mind, getting shallower and shallower in her mind......