Chapter 52: Declaration
The crowd began to shake like the wind blowing through the reeds at the water's edge, and the light at the entrance of the main hall flashed through the gaps.
Then the crowd parted.
Yuan Qing stood in place, let Yuan Hei smash him away with a punch, and lay on the ground to prop up his upper body.
The princes all stopped.
Yuan Huang walked into the main hall.
It wasn't the outcome that anyone expected or hoped for, it wasn't the worst outcome, but it was bad enough.
Yuan Lu stood in the farthest part of the place, looking at Yuan Huang who walked in with wide eyes, as if he was going to rush out in the next moment.
"Get out!"
Everyone's princes are restless, they don't like the sudden appearance of Yuan Huang, the fourth prince is always an outlier.
"I want to see my father one last time. ”
"Then you go to the cemetery and wait. ”
When the princes didn't know what to say, Yuan Qing spoke, in his eyes, Yuan Huang was no different from other brothers, they were all obstacles that must be removed.
"Stop. ”
Motohei smiled sinisterly.
Then he rushed out towards Yuan Huang.
The eldest prince only had Yuan Huang in his eyes, and when he passed by Yuan Lu's side, the fifth prince stepped on Yuan Hei's calf.
Yuan Hei fell to the ground with a bang, and Yuan Lu pounced on him with a sinister smile.
Then the five princes were kicked away.
He was inlaid on a pillar on one side of the main hall.
The corners of Yuan Qing's eyes jumped, and then turned on the burning blood.
The pillars in the main hall are thousands of years old Nanmu, which grows very slowly, and the wood is as solid as iron, and Yuan Huang's kick has far more power than all the princes.
The other princes also turned on the burning blood one after another, they didn't know whether to deal with Yuan Huang or Yuan Qing or the person closest to them, no matter what, it was always right to turn on the burning blood.
Then they rushed towards Yuan Huang.
Because they had not yet determined who the target was, the princes coincidentally did not rush up, they rushed up with blood-colored smoke, and then flew back.
Yuan Huang kicked his brothers away.
"How could it be ......"
The onlookers couldn't accept that a prince who didn't turn on the burning blood could actually stand tall in the siege of eight princes who turned on the burning blood, and the princes were surprised that Yuan Huang could actually lift the burning blood at any time and then turn it on again.
That was beyond the limits of what the demons could reach, and even the emperor couldn't do it during his lifetime.
Yuan Qing pulled himself out of the pit he threw out, stood up and prepared to rush forward: "Kill him." ”
The princes understood the same thing in an instant - if Yuan Huang was alive, they would have absolutely no chance.
"Let the Ugours come. ”
As if he didn't feel the hostility of his brothers at all, Yuan Huang walked through the princes defenselessly and came to the throne.
None of the princes made a move against him.
No one believed that the emperor's edict would say that Yuan Huang would succeed to the throne, and it was much easier than fighting him.
"Let the Ugours come. ”
Yuan Qing repeated it.
Then, at the back of the main hall, the prince's ministers quietly left.
Shen Zheng followed the crowd and left the main hall.
When he walked out of the main entrance, turned the corner, and walked onto the road leading to the stargazing tower, the eight congregations followed him, along with Zhang Tai.
"Now is the time of struggle, the rise and fall of Confucianism are all tied to us, and the throne belongs to me. ”
Shen Zheng's tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but there was a kind of light in his eyes that was impossible to look at, as if there was a fire burning in it.
"Where righteousness is, although tens of millions of people go to me!"
The Confucian people followed Shen Zheng through a flight of stairs up the mountain, and then came to the stargazing tower.
The Ugulture was downstairs, blocked by the men sent by the princes, and he didn't seem to be good at fighting, and he was never able to break through the obstacles.
A hint of foreboding flashed in Shen Zheng's heart, until now, the imperial guards who were working for the six princes had not appeared, which was absolutely unreasonable.
But soon Shen Xingzhong put this worry behind him, and now the most important thing is the Wugu Capital.
"The prince is invited. ”
The people here are not opponents of Confucianism, and once they have mastered the ancient capital, everything is under control.
But Shen Zheng knew that he was still a step slower, after all, it was the last moment, and no one could really get rid of the opponent.
As he expected, the people sent by the other princes arrived almost at the same time.
There was a moment of silence.
The Ugours stepped forward.
"Get out of the way, all the princes want to see me. ”
There was a rare serious expression on that ugly face, and no one got out of the way, but when the ancient capital walked towards the main hall, no one stepped forward to stop it.
Shen Zheng turned sideways, waiting for the Vugu Capital to come to his side, and then followed behind the Qin Heavenly Supervisor Si Jing, and left the encirclement of everyone step by step.
As he continued along the way down the mountain, Bacong and Zhang Qun also followed.
Several demons squeezed over and seized the position closest to the ancient capital, but Shen Zheng was always behind the old man and did not leave the innermost position.
It was a long walk, and finally the Ugul came to the door of the main hall.
Shen Zheng and Bacong walked into the middle of the ministers, returned to their original position, and stood quietly.
The Ugus stood outside the door, stopped, and waved.
The demons who followed him reluctantly retreated, and the others reluctantly followed suit.
The Ugus tidied up his clothes, then took out a scroll from his left sleeve, held his hands in front of his chest, and walked into the main hall.
Everyone looked at the old man intently, not missing any movement, because they knew that the scroll was the emperor's edict.
In the corner where no one was paying attention, Shen Zheng smiled.
The Ugours made their way through the crowd of people who stood silently, stepped on the broken staircase, and finally stood in front of the throne.
He swept over all the princes in the main hall with a calm gaze, and then opened the scroll.
In the suffocating calm, the movements of the Ugoro suddenly stopped, and at that moment, the world seemed to freeze.
Shen Zheng tried his best to suppress the urge to laugh, only he knew that the scroll had been replaced, the real edict was in his hand, and he had not had time to open it, and the one in the hands of the Wugu Capital was forged by him.
"Passed on to ......"
Shen Zheng smiled and said in his heart, "Six princes." ”
"Four sons. ”
The world is frozen.
Then a raging fire burned.
Yuan Qing, who was burning blood, spoke in a voice like some kind of huge beast: "That edict is fake." ”
"I've never heard my father say that. ”
The third prince also turned on the burning blood.
The flames began to spread, eventually joining together and burning.
"At that time, we were all in the capital, only you were in Jiangnan, Yuan Huang?"
"That assassin is not yours, answer me. ”
Yuan Huang raised his hand and stopped the ancient capital who wanted to say something.
"Do you want to disobey your father's edict?"
"We want to avenge our father. ”
Then the princes rushed forward like a blazing fire.