"Lord Wang, I don't think there is any invisible mastermind behind the scenes."

Li Feibai pretended to be unhurried, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, trying to hide the nervous look on his face.

"Huh? Tell me about it." Nangong Ding put down his wine glass.

"Doesn't the prince think that all this is destined by heaven?" Li Feibai smiled faintly.

Nangong Dinghu looked into his eyes suspiciously.

"How?"

"Everything seems to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact, it pushes you to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, in the next view, the prince is the chosen son, and the sacred duty of God to unify the state of God falls on your shoulders. In fact, I have long seen this, so I will help the prince clear the obstacles without hesitation."

Li Feibai tried to attract Nangong Ding's attention elsewhere.

He continued, "Look, Lord Wang, we are currently one step away from ascending to the supreme position. Is this something you've thought about before? I'm afraid that when you are stationed at the border, you still just want to be a capable minister, right? By mistake, the death of Nangong Jiang and Nangong Mountain, the fall of Nangong Ji, and in the dark, God has paved the way for the prince. Heaven gives it, and if it is not taken, it will be devoured."

"What's more." Li Feibai changed his tone and continued, "We are like arrows with a bow now, how can we turn back. If you want to make peace with the county lord, will she agree?"

A soul narration and torture made Nangong Ding very clear from beginning to end.

In an instant, Nangong Ding seemed to feel that he was really the chosen son.

He no longer had any hesitation, poured a glass of wine for Li Feibai again, and said, "What Fei Li said is very true, it is this king who thinks too much."

What I want is your words, Li Feibai drank the wine and sneered in his heart.

"Now everything is ready, and all we need is a kick in the door. The prince should drink less today, so as not to make a mistake tomorrow."

"Okay, listen to you."

After speaking, Nangong Ding stood up: "This king will go back to his house and recuperate to prepare for tomorrow's war."

"Hmm." Li Feibai also stood up and bowed slightly.

The next day, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the sun could not find a single crack in the earth.

The gloomy sky is like the hearts of the people of Jinglin.

Early in the morning, almost all the people of Jinglin spontaneously gathered at Xiyang Street.

This is the place where Nangong Qing coffin must pass out of the city.

When.

"Keng"

With the sound of the gong, the funeral guard of honor led the way to Xiyang Street.

They were uniformly dressed and had sad expressions.

"The long song chokes the wrist, and the soul returns to his hometown! Once the halberd was broken, the army screamed. The dragon and the tiger take steps, and win all battles. Charge into battle and be invincible. The beacon is full of fire, and the horn is solemn. The flag is thousands of miles, and the sound of horses is stepping. Wang Shi vanan, and Zi Zhengrong. The country is humiliated, and the society is humiliated. The west Jiang went east, and the gods mourned. The surging water, the long wind."

"Kneel!"

As the guard of honor finished reading the eulogy, all the people knelt down in unison, choked up.

Suddenly, Nangong Qing's coffin was carried out by one hundred and twenty-eight guards, followed by the royal concubines and children in front, and the two cars behind sat Nangong Ding and Nangong De respectively, and then behind were civil and military officials.

And Li Feibai, Xiao Wuji, Sun Qirui and others, rode a horse and followed behind the car.

For a time, the umbrella cover, the honor guard fan, dazzling, the place where the line, the flag covered the sky, extremely grand.

Seeing Nangong Qing's coffin walking by, the people were even more hoarse and crying.

It's just that all this is very ironic in Li Feibai's eyes.

The people are always simple, they only look at what this emperor brings them, but they don't look at what this emperor takes away from them.

And Nangong Ding didn't pay attention to the scene outside the curtain at all, and in his mind, he only had Li Feibai's words yesterday.

This king is the chosen one, and after today, he will be able to ascend to the throne of the damned supreme!

Thinking of this, Nangong couldn't help but rub his hands, and his face was a little ruddy due to excitement.

In fact, on the basis of the actions formulated by Li Feibai, he has his own plan.

At that time, in Tanglin, he would not only have to kill Nangong Banmeng, but also attack Nangong She and Nangong De.

Then all the charges were put on Nangong Banmeng's head, and there was no one in the royal family who could resist him, so the throne naturally fell on his head.

In Nangong Ding's eyes, it was even full of the grand occasion when he ascended the throne!

In the blink of an eye, the group was out of town.

The city gate was narrow, and the one hundred and twenty-eight people carrying the coffin slowed down, if this emperor's Zigong was damaged, even if there were a hundred heads, it would not be enough for the court to cut it.

It took half an hour for the huge coffin to pass against the wall of the city gate.

Six miles of road, it took less than half an hour, and everyone finally arrived at Tanglin.

Nangong She had already dressed up in linen and filial piety, and was waiting with Nangong Banmeng, Zhao Qiancheng, Lin Tianchong, Zhou Lilu and other military generals.

Lifting the curtain and getting out of the car, Nangong Ding found the location of Nangong Banmeng as soon as possible.

The four eyes are facing each other, full of sword light and sword shadows.

Subsequently, Nangong De, supported by the guards, also got out of the car with the white dragon crutches of the imperial gift.

"What time is it?" He asked in a low, hoarse voice.

The leader of the honor guard glanced at the clock, and then raised his eyes to the sky.

The emperor was buried, and the time was not sloppy.

"Qi Han King, seven hours."

"A quarter of an hour until noon?" Nangong De muttered to himself.

Then, seeing him wave his hand at Nangong Banmeng and Nangong Ding, let them step forward.

Nangong De did not go over to meet Nangong Society in advance.

"Uncle Huang."

"I've seen Uncle Huang!" Nangong Banmeng didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only salute first.

And Nangong Ding, he already knew it in his heart.

"Let me ask you, what's your last name?"

The two of them bowed their heads at the same time and replied, "The surname is Nangong."

"Okay, since you know that your surname is Nangong and you have the same blood in your body, why do you want to kill each other and let Shenzhou see the joke." Nangong De said angrily in a scolding tone.

Nangong Ding had already been reprimanded by him, and he no longer paid attention to his words, just lowered his head and clenched his fists, and did not respond.

And Nangong half-dream, it seems that he was said to have hit the sore spot, and his face was flushed at this time.

"Uncle Huang, it's really not that I want to go against King Zhao, it's really that he is rebellious, killed my imperial brother, and ...... He also killed my father, and I had to raise up an army to sweep away the rebels, and thank David." Nangong Banmeng was a little aggrieved.

"I have heard about the King of Qi, he has done unrighteous things, even if King Zhao does not kill him, sooner or later he will be ambushed. As for saying that King Zhao killed the first emperor, this king categorically doesn't believe it, you little girl, you don't follow the way of villains."

"Uncle Huang, this matter is true." Nangong Banmeng argued: "King Zhao killed the king, and also forged his father's edict, named himself the regent, and monopolized the government, the young emperor is next to him, and the imperial uncle can go to inquire in person."

"What exactly have you done to Your Majesty?" Nangong Ding finally expressed his position at this time, he looked indignant, and showed a look of great concern for the safety of Nangong Society.