In the bedroom of the Son of Heaven, it was a terrifying scene.

The fat Emperor Yongming was bound hands and feet, and a ball of cloth was stuffed in his mouth, like a cow to be slaughtered, curled up on the dragon couch in embarrassment.

On the side of the dragon couch, the throats of the three attendants were cut, blood flowed all over the ground, their faces were blue and black, and their corpses were already cold. Father-in-law Jiang and Gonggong Ma, one was cut in the chest, and the other was cut off a leg, and they fainted in pain.

The young man standing on the edge of the dragon couch had a few drops of blood splashed on his handsome face, and even more blood stains on his white plain clothes. The handsome face, which was usually easy-going and almost humble, flashed with a crazy smug smile at this time, and there was a long sword in his hand, against the neck of Emperor Yongming.

This person is the prince of Yingchuan.

Six women of different heights and appearances stood beside the dragon couch. or look frightened, or full of hatred, or gritted teeth, one by one almost crazy.

The moment Dingguo Gong's father and son kicked the door and rushed into the bedroom, the prince of Yingchuan shouted angrily: "Stop! Whoever dares to take a step closer, I will kill this faint king immediately!"

Dingguo Gong stopped in an instant, his eyes flashed with angry flames, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Prince of Yingchuan! It's you!"

The prince of Dingguo also stopped, and his face was extremely calm.

This rebellion came too suddenly.

The prince died of a heart attack, and all the ministers were very sad. Emperor Yongming was as if his whole body had been drained, and he only appeared once in the prince's mourning hall, and he fainted with sadness. Ma Gonggong, Jiang Gonggong and others helped the Son of Heaven back to the bedroom to rest. The rest of the ministers knelt in the mourning hall.

No one expected that the prince had only closed his eyes for three days, and before the bones were buried, there was a rebellion in the palace.

The Praetorian Guard was originally a soldier of the Son of Heaven and guarded the palace. Of the 30,000 guards, most of them are in the barracks, and there are 10,000 soldiers in the palace. However, the rebellion began with the Janissaries. Because of this, it is more and more unexpected and shocking.

Those who have the ability to launch a rebellion are none other than Murong Yao, Murong Shen, and his son!

What is even more shocking is that the prince of Yingchuan also participated in the rebellion. Looking at this posture, he is still one of the masterminds.

The prince of Yingchuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled proudly: "I can't think of it! It's the son of this world!"

"This is the world of the Xu family, and the son of this world is the son and grandson of the Xu family, and this faint monarch is not worthy of being the son of heaven. Why not, if this son takes his place?"

"Fathers and sons, both of you, go out. When I force this faint monarch to write an edict of abdication and sit on the dragon chair, you will come to meet the new emperor again. Now when you don't see anything, get out!"

Dingguo Gong was so angry that his long hair and beard almost exploded: "You traitor! He actually wanted to kill ~ the king and rebelled. I, Feng Ping, risked my life today, and I will kill you too."

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled snort from the dragon couch.

With a wave of the long sword of the prince of Yingchuan, Emperor Yongming's dragon robe was cut off, and with it, there was a piece of flesh and blood.

Emperor Yongming's mouth was blocked by rags, and his screams were blocked in his throat, so painful that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and tears surged in the dragon's eyes.

"Get out!" The prince of Yingchuan sneered, "Otherwise, I will cut the throat of the faint monarch with the next sword." Feng Ping, aren't you the self-proclaimed No. 1 loyal general of the Great Jin Dynasty? Are you going to force your faithful son to death?"

Dingguo Gong's face was pale, and the flames in his eyes seemed to be about to turn into substance, and he slashed the prince of Yingchuan with a thousand knives: "Among all the princes of the vassal kings, the emperor treats you the most leniently. Let you serve in the Zongren Mansion, and let you enter and leave the court. Thou art ungrateful for thou shalt have the heart to plot rebellion and rebellion, and thou art unworthy of a man!"

The prince of Yingchuan pulled the corners of his mouth, and his handsome face was hideous: "I'm not worthy of being a man? Ha ha! He is the one who is truly unworthy!"

"I offered my daughter-in-law to give him a son, but he sat back and watched the queen kill Chen. After that, they ignored me. I endured the humiliation and burden, and once again entered the palace to offer beauty, groveling and flattering. Actually, I wanted to kill him a long time ago. I've waited so long for a real opportunity!"

"This big Jin dragon chair, why can't I, Xu Yi, sit down!"

The prince of Yingchuan suddenly swung another sword. Emperor Yongming let out another muffled scream, and was cut off a second piece of flesh.

Ding Guogong clenched his fists in anger, and his eyes almost popped out.

Yong on the dragon couch

Emperor Ming, desperately raised his head and whined twice in the direction of Dingguo Gong.

Help!

The prince of Dingguo stretched out his hand to grab his father's arm and said in a low voice, "Father, don't be impulsive yet, let's withdraw and discuss countermeasures."

Dingguo Gong glared at the arrogant Yingchuan Wang Shizi, turned around and retreated.

The prince of Dingguo followed.

"Shut the door!" The voice of the prince of Yingchuan came.

The prince of Dingguo had to close the heavy door.

Several elderly courtiers outside the door looked frightened. Just now, the door was opened, and the angry shouts of the prince of Yingchuan came out. They were Wenchen, and they were too old to move.

At this time, seeing that the father and son of Dingguo Gong came out, several important ministers immediately surrounded him: "Dingguo Gong, how is the emperor now? Is there a big deal?"

Dingguo Gong's eyes flashed with anger, and he shook his right fist violently, slamming it on the pillar on the side. The corridor pillar was shocked: "It is the prince of Yingchuan who suddenly made a mistake and killed the three chamberlains beside the emperor. Father-in-law Jiang and father-in-law Ma were also injured."

"The emperor was bound hand and foot and lay on the dragon couch. That traitor has a sword in his hand."

The prince of Dingguo took over the conversation in a low voice: "The traitor threatened the emperor's life and forced my father and me to withdraw. The emperor was stabbed with two swords in succession, and the skin and flesh were cut in two. We had to retreat."

Su Zhangyuan gasped a few times, his body shook, and he almost fell.

Zhou Shangshu held Su Zhangyuan: "Su Zhangyuan support! Now is not the time to faint, hurry up and discuss countermeasures to save the emperor."

Su Zhangyuan burst into tears, and cried sadly: "God open your eyes, send a thunderbolt to kill the traitor!"

Unfortunately, God did not open his eyes, but the fire in the distance was full again. The shouts of killing and screaming were getting closer and closer.

The official Shangshu's face was ugly, and he said in a low voice, "A prince of Yingchuan has no patience to launch such a rebellion. There are other traitors who really rebel!" net

All the ministers turned their heads together and looked at Ji Shangshu, the secretary of the criminal department.

Ji Shangshu, who is nearly sixty years old and not tall with a white beard, has a more ugly face than everyone else. He was in charge of the Criminal Department Prison, and he knew very well that plotting rebellion and rebellion was a serious crime to exterminate the Nine Clans.

His granddaughter Ji Yunshu married into the Murong family. Now Murong Yao's father and son are leading the army to rebel, and once the rebellion is quelled, the Murong family will be wiped out. The Ji family is the in-law of the Murong family, and they are also among those who have been exterminated.

He just wants his granddaughter to marry into Jiangmen and have a good husband. What's wrong with this grandfather of his? Why did you have such a catastrophe of extermination?

Now it is useless to repent of breaking the bowels.

Ji Shangshu walked a few steps dejectedly and knelt down outside the door of the Son of Heaven's bedroom.