And Yan Beishen and Desire didn't run far in the end before they were caught by Yan Aotian, who reacted, Yan Aotian held a knife in his hand and pressed it against Yan Beishen's neck, threatening Yan Beishen to write a summons decree.

And he wanted to be responsible, but was caught by the soldiers on the side.

"King Jin, you still don't let go of Your Majesty."

"Do you know that holding His Majesty hostage is a capital offense?"

"If you are talking too much, this king will cut off your tongue today!"

Although he was caught, he kept chattering, and Yan Aotian was instantly impetuous.

"You two gag him for me."

"Yes," so the two of them who pressed the desire to get it casually took out a sweat towel from their arms and put it into the mouth of the desire to get it.

"Woohoo."

I wanted to be choked, unable to speak, but still whining.

"It's good, the whole world is quiet, you say yes, father."

Yan Beishen looked at Yan Aotian like this, he was a little strange for a while, he opened his mouth to say something, but then he swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and the words he wanted to say also swallowed back.

"Father, let's go with my sons."

Yan Aotian looked at Yan Beishen with a serious face, he thought that Yan Beishen would say something, but Yan Beishen never said it, but turned his head to the side, and his face was even full of disappointment, yes, yes, disappointment.

Yan Beishendu's expression introduced Yan Aotian's eyes, and Yan Aotian became furious in an instant.

"Why, why do you have this."

"Why? Obviously everyone is your son? Why do this to me? ”

Yan Aotian almost roared.

"You, hey~" Yan Beishen didn't answer Yan Aotian's question, just sighed slightly, and then didn't look at Yan Aotian.

Facing Yan Beishen was still like this, Yan Aotian was angry, and raised the sword in his hand and pressed it against Yan Beishen's neck.

His eyes widened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, because the knife was too sharp, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down Yan Beishen's neck in an instant.

"Since my father wants to do this, I can only be sorry for my father."

"Let's go."

Yan Aotian pushed Yan Beishen and walked towards the main hall, then handed the knife in his hand to the person next to him, walked to Yan Beishen's imperial desk, reached out and picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and began to pick up the ink.

"Father, please write an edict."

Yan Sutian thought for a while and said: "Let's write it like this, Fengtian carrier, Emperor Zhao said, I am old, my body is gradually unsatisfactory, and my bones are fragmented, I am afraid it will be difficult to control this country, so my son Yan Aotian, the king of Jin, is sympathetic to the people, loves the people and things, and is honest and honest, knowledgeable, honest and less desired, brave and resourceful, generous and benevolent, and deeply aware of the righteousness. Announce to the world, and listen to it. ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Aotian nodded with satisfaction to affirm his words, then spread out the holy decree, and then picked up the pen on the table and dipped it in the submerged ink to give it to Yan Beishen.

And Yan Beishen still didn't go to see Yan Aotian, nor did he take the pen that Yan Aotian arrived.

Yan Aotian may have expected this scene a long time ago, and he was not angry, but smiled, and then said: "Since my father is unwilling, the ministers will naturally not force my father, so there will be sons and daughters to do it for you, hahaha." ”

After saying that, he picked up his pen and began to write the words of the edict on the holy decree, followed by the words of praise that came from his mouth.

When Yan Beishen saw Yan Aotian like this, he didn't get angry, but even felt a little surprised.

Seeing Yan Beishen's surprise, Yan Aotian happily said to Beishen: "Father, is it very curious?" ”

Yan Beishen glanced at Yan Aotian and did not answer.

But Yan Aoliu was not tired, instead of provoking the corners of his mouth and smiling evilly, he continued: "Erchen has practiced countless times in private for this day. ”

"Hahahaha."

Looking at the crazy Yan Aotian, Yan Beishen didn't speak, and his curious and surprised expression was instantly taken by pity.

Why be surprised? Because Yan Aotian's handwriting is exactly the same, why would he pity Yan Aotian, Yan Aotian wanted to kill his father for this position, and even the handwriting was imitated exactly the same without difference, and the most ridiculous thing was that Yan Aotian's words were all praises of himself, but in fact, Yan Aotian did not do any of the above points, even embezzlement and bribery, embezzlement of public funds, staining the people's fat and people's ointment, and making the people miserable.

Yan Beishen's pity for Yan Aotian was like a thorn in the moment, piercing into Yan Aotian's heart, instantly arousing Yan Aotian's anger.

"Bear your vain and aggrieved mercy, we are all the same, you are as pitiful as I am."

Yan Aotian even roared out these words.

"I know you don't want to look at me more, but don't worry, I'll be in your place soon."

"So you help me once, just once, you just need to stamp a stamp here."

Yan Beishen still didn't speak, just looked at Yan Aotian like that.

"You just have to go against me, do you?"

"I know you're not afraid of death, but what if you kill everyone you care about and dig up that person's grave."

Yan Beishen's eyes instantly showed a hint of anger and stunned at that moment.

Yan Aoliu grabbed this trace of astonishment and immediately opened his mouth and said: "As long as you stamp a seal here, help Erchen for the last time, Erchen will let you go to reunite with that person, what do you think." ”

At this time, Yan Aotian was almost close to a state of madness.

"Kill."

"Rush."

"Save the Emperor."

In the face of such Yan Aotian, Yan Beishen was also very helpless, and just when Yan Beishen was finally about to answer Yan Aotian, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside, from far to near, the sound of fighting and colliding with weapons, ping pong, came towards the hall.

Soon, the crowd divided into two groups and fought all the way to the gate of the temple.

The troops led by Yan Aoan and Du Jin were respectively, as well as the armies of Yan Aoliu and Fang Qingsheng.

"Oh no, no, no, they're coming."

A small soldier broke into the Cheng'en Hall with a red face, and then opened his mouth and shouted: "Lord, hurry, run away, King An and King Yi are attacking with a large number of men and horses, and our people are almost unable to parry." ”

"Whoosh~"

After the soldier finished his last sentence, an arrow shot directly through the soldier's heart, and then continued to fly towards Yan Aotian.

Yan Aotian was also frightened enough by the scene in front of him, until the soldier's blood sprayed on his face, he reacted, and immediately reached out and pulled a soldier next to him to block him.

"Brother Wang is really bold, he actually wants to kill his father."

The voices of Yan Aoan and Yan Aoliu sounded at the same time, reaching Yan Aotian's ears, Yan Aotian finally escaped this death, and immediately turned his head to look at Yan Ao'an and Yan Aoliu, who were wearing armor with sharp swords in their hands.

"Why, the younger brothers can't wait to get a piece of the pie, or do they want to stop this king!"