With a bang, Qi Rulie's majestic figure knelt down on the square, but stubbornly raised his head, looked at the small exterior on the city wall, and climbed forward with his hands and feet.

The cold wind blew on her cheeks like a pinprick on her, and Jiang Fuguang was heartbroken: "Grandfather, Ah Yan will live well, grandfather ......"

She watched as the Imperial City Guards behind her grandfather rushed up, and four or five spears were inserted into her grandfather's back.

Blood poured out of Qi Rulie's mouth and nose, he raised his head, looked at Xiao Waiwai, opened his mouth, banged, and fell to the ground without moving.

"Grandfather." Jiang Fuguang collapsed to the ground.

She cried and got up from the ground, pushed away the soldiers around her like crazy, dragged the heavy shackles, and ran down the tower, the cold iron scraped the flesh and bones, and the snow-white socks oozed blood, and she didn't feel pain.

A soldier came to stop him, but was repelled by King Rongjun.

The soldiers silently made a way out of the way, and watched as the eldest princess tripped over the shackles and fell to the ground in the snow-covered plasma, and kept trying to get up from the ground, but fell into the plasma again and again, and she cried and cried, and just like that, lying in the blood, using her hands and feet, she struggled past the corpses that were all over the square and crawled towards her grandfather.

Old General Bai slowly closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at this tragic scene.

The eldest princess was his protégé, and was carefully taught by him, putting aside the identity that he was the first queen and the old Xun power buried in the court for the king of Rongjun, there was also a bit of master-apprentice love between him and the eldest princess.

The other soldiers couldn't help but lower their heads, and couldn't help but redden, the general Rong Ma has always been the god of war worshiped by all the soldiers all his life, who would have thought that he would end up like this.

But even if it ends like this, it is admirable.

"Grandfather." Jiang Fuguang couldn't even cry tears.

Her clothes were soaked with blood all over the ground, she was numb from the cold, her legs were unconscious, and her grandfather, who had been stuck with arrows in her arms, was crying silently.

The grandfather who loved her since she was a child and protected her under her wings is gone.

"Ahh Jiang Fuguang completely collapsed.

King Rongjun turned over and dismounted, and slowly took off his helmet: "King An and the king of Changjun forced the palace to rebel, the general was loyal and courageous, led the troops into the palace, and the king of Qin escorted, fought a bloody battle with the rebel party, and died heroically, and the general's bones were properly collected and sent back to the Taiwei Mansion." ”

After he ascended the throne, he ordered Qi Rulie to be posthumously crowned and let Qi Rulie be buried in a grand manner, so as to appease the Qi army far away in Lingnan and appease the military generals who followed Qi in the court.

At the end of the night, the entire imperial city was shrouded in a heavy gray curtain, and the sky was full of snow, light and graceful, fluttering in the cold wind.

The general is dead, and the road to the Great Pole Hall is full of corpses, and there is no way to stop it.

King Rongjun raised his head, his eyes were eager, he looked at the majestic weather in front of him, the majestic and majestic temple in the air, born out of thin air, the air penetrated the sky, this is the highest building in the entire imperial city, it is the closest place to the sky, symbolizing the divine power of the monarch, supreme.

General Bai Lao, General Weihu and other people, guarding the king of Rongjun, stepped on the square full of corpses, and climbed the thirty-nine steps.

At this time, Jiang Jingzhang was sitting on the dragon chair with excitement on his face, immersed in his dream of "dominating the four seas and dominating the world", unable to extricate himself.

Jin Sinan's gloomy wooden dragon chair, warm as jade, even in the cold winter, still tentacles warm, he trembled with his hands and stroked the armrests of the dragon's head, recalling His Majesty, sitting on the dragon chair every morning, his hands on the dragon's head, condescending to look down on the ministers, accepting the picture of the ministers' worship, his face was so excited that his face was swollen red, he seemed to see the people worshiped by the ministers, became himself.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"From the Qing family, flat."

"Ladies and gentlemen, what's going on?"

He stood up slowly, standing in this position, he could see the halls in the imperial city, and a high and powerful spirit arose spontaneously.

"I'm finally in this position, hahaha......" He threw up his arms and looked up laughing, his expression a little crazy.

King Rongjun walked into the hall and saw Jiang Jingzhang's crazy scene, frowning: "Take down the traitor Jiang Jingzhang for me." ”

"Yes!"

The two Imperial City guards rushed forward and pulled Jiang Jingzhang.

"Presumptuous," Jiang Jingzhang was stunned for a moment, and then struggled desperately, shouting, "I am the emperor and the king of a country, you dare to be disrespectful to me, and I will punish you for your crimes." ”

"Don't let go quickly, I'm the emperor, and I'm going to punish your nine clans!"

"Come on, drag these two bullies down and behead them."

"Someone, someone......"

“……”

The entire Taiji Hall echoed with Jiang Jingzhang, hissing and screaming with exhaustion, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was distorted, as if he was crazy.

"Get on your knees!" The Imperial City Guard kicked him in the leg.

There was a sharp pain between his legs, Jiang Jingzhang seemed to hear a broken bone and a "click" sound, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, thinking that he was the emperor and the king of a country, and only others knelt on him, he struggled like crazy.

The two Imperial City Guards suppressed him to the death.

After a while, Jiang Jingzhang fell to the ground, a face was close to the ground, and he was pressed out of shape, the golden bricks of the imperial kiln in the Taiji Hall were warm to the touch, not cold, but very hard, grinding his cheeks painfully, he gradually regained his senses, red eyes, looking at the condescending King Rongjun, stunned for a long time.

"You...... How could it be you? ”

Thinking of a possibility, his body trembled violently, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he suddenly burst out, overthrew the imperial city guards who suppressed him, and rushed out of the Taiji Palace.

The imperial city guards were shocked, and then they thought that Jiang Jingzhang, the king of An, was also both civil and military in the past.

Jiang Jingzhang saw that under the gloomy canopy, the king of Changjun hung his head, kneeling under the thirty-nine steps, his body was covered with snow, like a snow sculpture, on the huge square, there was silence, only snowflakes in the sky, making a rustling sound, and the god guarded the camp to surround the Taiji Palace.

Jiang Jingzhang's whole body froze, his face was flushed, his throat was snorting, and he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

He made a desperate bet, and in the end he made a wedding dress for others.

Is there such a ridiculous thing in this world?

In an instant, Jiang Jingzhang's heart was like ashes, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, he covered his chest, and with a wow, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"King Rongjun!" Jiang Jingzhang roared, his face was crazy, the green tendons on his forehead were jumping violently, his bloodshot eyes were as fierce as wolves, his pupils were not stopping, and he almost wanted to burst out.

He grabbed the long knife on the ground, like a crazy bull, and slashed at King Rongjun.

Emperor Nanxing is an unjust emperor ~ Empress Xian's party, deployed for more than 30 years, longer than his reign. Well, I will work hard and strive to restore the double watch