After all, what monarch likes to put himself in danger, isn't it good to stand on the periphery and watch the play with peace of mind?

Feng Miaojun took advantage of his psychology and successfully counterattacked.

Fu Lingchuan closed his eyes, his face was full of disheartenedness:

"Okay, I'll throw in the towel. ”

He was still alive, but he was seriously injured and could not fly, he still controlled the military talisman, but he was trapped in the White Horse Lake, far away from his private army, he was still a national teacher, and he had the power of a country, but he could not deal with the few cultivators in front of him.

If he loses, the world will know from now on that this new summer is the queen of Changle, and it has nothing to do with him Fu Lingchuan.

When he said this, a little blue light quietly gathered in the heart of the hanging fist.

He lost, but Changle couldn't talk about winning. He still has one last trick to press the bottom of the box:

The jade is burned.

After decades of hard planning, in the end, I only made a wedding dress for others, heh. He can't get her, maybe he can take her with him.

He is not afraid of death, but he is not willing to give up this new summer that has been built with great difficulty. He could not see its future glory.

Feng Miaojun shook his head: "I won't kill you." ”

Fu Lingchuan thought that he would die, but at this time he was slightly stunned: "What?"

"You deceived the king to seek a position, and you have a great fault, and you also built the new summer single-handedly, and you have made great contributions. Feng Miaojun said slowly, and the voice came into the ears of everyone present, "The merits and demerits are not exhausted, but you will not die for your crimes." ”

She is the king, rewarding meritorious deeds and punishing crimes. Rewards and punishments for merits and demerits should be clearly distinguished.

Isn't sin to death? She won't kill him? Fu Lingchuan lowered his eyes, and his voice was bitter: "What do you want?"

"Hand over the mill. She said leisurely, "You have stepped down from your position as the national teacher and are no longer in charge of the soldiers and horses, and I will allow you to remain in the royal court." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo said that it was Fu Lingchuan, and everyone behind him was also in a commotion. Hu Yanbei and Zhao Hongyin couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty, by all means!"

Feng Miaojun waved his hand slightly, blocking everyone from speaking.

Fu Lingchuan stood for a long time before looking at her with unbelievable eyes: "What does this mean?"

"My cousin is talented, how can I not use it?" she smiled and said, "You can't let go of the new summer in your heart, why don't you continue to work for it! Now that the internal and external troubles have not been eliminated, I am still the queen, these two points have never changed, what is the difference between them and the past?"

Of course, there are differences. If he wants to live, he will have to relinquish power from now on, and he will no longer be Fu Guoshi.

Fu Lingchuan sneered twice: "What if I don't want to?"

"Don't worry, if you don't will, I'll spare your life. However, Xinxia will expel you from the country and declare you a traitor, and everyone can spit on you!" Feng Miaojun said softly, "Cousin has a change of heart, and there is still a chance to live forever." Otherwise—"

She said word by word: "Your beloved Xinxia will hate you from now on!"

Fu Lingchuan's body shook.

He devoted his whole life to restoring the country, and his lifelong dream was to support the great cause, how could he endure the shame and pain of being driven from the motherland and hated by the people!

She was kind and persuasive: "The road ahead is difficult and difficult, and my cousin can't leave the new summer, why don't you stay and join the grand event?"

She is sure of one thing, that is, Fu Lingchuan's obsession with Xinxia is deeper than anyone else, and his love for Xinxia is stronger than anyone else, even far more than for her.

In the beloved has become the most hated and despised, which is a devastating blow to him.

Fu Lingchuan didn't look at her for a moment, his eyes were complicated, but he didn't have the previous brilliance.

The small blue light in his palm slowly disappeared again.

On the big tree dozens of zhang away, someone always used the dense branches and leaves to hide his figure, bent his bow and arrows, and the tip of the arrow was aimed at Fu Lingchuan with a cold light.

It wasn't until he was sure that he had collected his Yuan Li that the man put away his bow and arrows, sat down again, and took a leaf in his mouth.

In front of the Jingshe, Feng Miaojun stretched out his hand towards Fu Lingchuan, with his palm facing up.

This little hand has even flesh and bones, and its fingertips are slender, as if carved from white jade. Fu Lingchuan looked at it for a long time, and finally let out a long, long sigh:

"That's it. ”

When these two words were spoken, he was very happy, and suddenly he was ten years old in a blink of an eye. "Who are you going to let take over the utensils?"

In fact, what he asked was, who will succeed him as the national teacher?

This question was so provocative that everyone present pricked up their ears, especially the patriarchs of the gate valve like Zhao Hongyin and Hu Yanbei. Fu Lingchuan gave way, and they had a chance. Even if they have a job title and can't compete, they still have candidates to promote.

What the national teacher has is the supreme power.

Feng Miaojun smiled: "Me." ”

Everyone else was moved. Zhao Hongyin couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you've worked too much as a national teacher...... "The monarch and the national teacher are so busy that they throw these two jobs on the same person's head, and I'm afraid that they won't be crushed to death!"

There is such a thing in the world today, but there is only one Yan King. As a national teacher, Fu Lingchuan originally controlled the military and political power, but he was exhausted.

If Feng Miaojun wants to follow suit, I am afraid that he will have to suffer.

Wang Yuan interjected for the first time: "The matter is urgent, and I will make a plan later." "When is this coming, it is most important to take the power in Fu Lingchuan's hands first, and the rest can take a step back. Zhao Hongyin's elm head is not open at the critical moment!

Fu Lingchuan nodded: "I'll leave it to you, it's really the best." "Yu Gong, she is the king of a country, the most selfless, Yu Private, the two are both the last bit of blood of the Anxia royal family in the world, and it is naturally more reassuring to hand it over to her than others.

Fu Lingchuan stretched out his hand, and the blue light in his palm converged into a small ding. His voice carried an indescribable loneliness and depression: "Yu Fu Lingchuan is ashamed of the grace of heaven, and it is difficult to inherit the prosperity of the machine." Return to my king today, pray that the virtuous will live in it, and help the new summer...... Luck!"

This is one of the most special ways to deliver the machine:

When the national teacher asked to step down, he had to hand over the utensils.

Originally, this thing was also owned by the state, but it was operated and controlled by the national teacher, but now, of course, it must be returned to the original owner, and the monarch will select and entrust it. If someone challenges Fu Lingchuan during his reign, then he must first undergo a series of trials before he is eligible to compete with him. But now that he has given up, Feng Miaojun wants to take over in person, as long as he goes through the previous process.

With her cultivation, Fu Lingchuan believed that it was just a formality.

The second thing he handed over was the Dragon Golden Talisman. This thing symbolizes military power, and with it, the monarch can control the soldiers and horses in the new summer.

Compared to the Ji Qi, Fu Lingchuan's expression when he handed over the golden talisman was much heavier. Since then, the military and political power has left him.

And with it in hand, a big stone in Feng Miaojun's heart finally landed. There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in the capital and its surroundings, and they only obey Fu Lingchuan's orders, which has always been his confidence in being arbitrary, and it is also one of the reasons why Feng Miaojun did not dare to act rashly in the past.

Now it is only a secret war, but there is no riot, there is no large-scale bloodshed and casualties, and the military power can be smoothly handed over, which is the most ideal situation. (https:)

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