Chapter 497: There is no emperor in the world

At this moment, outside the noon gate of the imperial city, Cao Wenzhao, who Ye Xianggao was looking at and wanted to penetrate, was already exhausted and at the end of the road.

Cao Wenzhao was covered in blood, leaning on the red pillar, his left arm hanging down, his right hand holding the hilt of the knife, even though the blood was pouring out, he still refused to let go.

This Liaodong commander-in-chief, who once crisscrossed Liaodong, attacked Jiannu, and killed the Tartars who did not dare to look south, and the governor of Liaodong, who had been in charge of Liaodong's military administration for more than ten years, finally came to the end of his life.

Li Qingsong stood not far away, with a bow and arrow on his side, as long as he gave an order, Cao Wenzhao could be killed, but before he started, Li Qingsong wanted to ask clearly.

"Why?"

"People's hearts are always greedy, and their desires are endless," Cao Wenzhao gasped, because of excessive blood loss, his face was like gold paper at the moment, and he couldn't live anymore.

Li Qing loosened his lips, and he couldn't say anything about it.

"Help me tell my lord that the days of Liaodong were the most glorious time in Cao's life, but after Liaodong, he was not the emperor, but he also ruined the glory and wealth of too many brothers!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Li Qingsong didn't want Cao Wenzhao to talk anymore.

"I don't need it!" Cao Wenzhao laughed loudly, raised his arm, and then slashed sideways.

Poof!

Blood jumped out of the throat, Cao Wenzhao was still smiling, his body shook, he knelt down with a plop, and used his last strength to say: "Cao Wenzhao, I have no face to see an adult........."

Thump!

A generation of heroes has fallen.

Such a scene made the corners of Li Qingsong's eyes jump violently, and only after half a sound did he speak: "Thick burial!" ”

Crash!!!

In the distance, Kunning Palace, suddenly fireworks burst out, forming a prosperous shape in the air, and in the clear blue sky, it was extremely rotten.

Li Qingsong turned his head to look at the fireworks: "It's time for everything to get back on track!" ”

At this time, in the mountain behind the Daxiangguo Temple, Qin Erbao and Wang Shouxin stood side by side, and naturally saw the brilliant fireworks.

"Let's do it," Qin Erbao's gaze drooped, and he looked at the more than thirty cannons under his feet.

The muzzle of the cannon was black, and it was neatly aimed at the Jianji Hall several miles away.

"Ignition!"

With Wang Shouxin's order, the fuses of more than 30 cannons have been ignited, and the blue flames quickly swallowed the white fuses and rushed into the iron trough behind the barrel where the gunpowder was stored.

Next, it seemed that the birdsong on the surrounding branches had disappeared, and Wang Shouxin, who had always been calm, subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple up and down.

The suffocating silence was followed by a white light that seemed to shine brighter than the sun in the sky from the mouth of the dark iron-cast cannon, followed by a deafening loud bang.

Bang!!!

Tongues of fire shot out of shells and shot at distant targets.

Bang bang bang!! After more than 30 loud bangs, in the sky of the capital, people looked up, and the cannonballs flying out of the Great Xiangguo Temple went in the direction of the imperial city with a roaring sound.

No one knows exactly what happened, but everyone knows that after the sky changes, it will be Dazhi.

Ye Xianggao was in the middle of building the Extreme Palace, and he was extremely suspicious at the moment.

"What's going on with the fireworks?" Ye Xianggao was a little uneasy, there was no movement on Cao Wenzhao's side, but his people were trapped here and couldn't move!

"The affairs of the world, do you really want to be ruined by this liao?"

"No matter what, as long as Wang Qi doesn't dare to kill the emperor, everything still has a chance!" Yuan Keli knew that Wang Qi would not make a move on Zhu Cilin, and he was quite calm.

"But what about me and the other ministers?" Ye Xianggao was just about to speak, and everyone in the hall also heard the sudden loud noise,

"What's that sound?"

"It's like the roar of a cannon!"

"Is there a cannon in the capital?"

"Who dares to shoot in the capital? Aren't you afraid of crashing down the imperial city? ”

As the sound got closer and closer, everyone subconsciously moved their feet and walked towards the entrance of the hall.

Ye Xianggao and Yuan Keli stood side by side at the door of the main hall.

"It's the sound of cannon," Ye Xianggao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he knew too well what Wang Qi had done in the past ten years.

He is even more clear about the power of this cannon.

"It's a cannon!"

"How dare he!"

"Rebellious maniac!"

After a few breaths, the cannonball, carrying a thousand powers, has appeared in everyone's eyes.

"It's over," Ye Xianggao closed his eyes, extremely old.

And Yuan Keli seemed to smile with some relief.

Rumble!!!

There are no surprises.

The cannon directly bombarded the gilded green tiles of the Jianji Palace, bombarded the giant Tainan wood that towered like a mountain, bombarded the top of the Panlong Glazed Palace that had been reflected for three hundred years, and bombarded the hearts of the perverse people.

With the collapse of the Jianji Palace, there were thousands of years of sacred things about the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

"Here, from now on, there will never be a royal family restoration," Wang Qi looked at the Jianji Hall that had collapsed in the distance, his expression extremely indifferent.

Mother Zhang on the side pulled the trembling Zhu Cilin forward:

"Concubine Zhang Yan has issued the last edict, Zhu Ming is in the line, from now on, she will return to the status of a commoner, and there will be no royal status...... Since then, there has been no emperor in the world. ”

Wang Qi turned his head and looked at Zhu Cilin: "You should be glad that you have a good mother." ”

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Li Qingsong came with a square wooden box.

"You go and prepare, tomorrow someone will arrange for you to leave the palace."

Wang Qi waved his hand and asked Zhang Yan and the others to step back.

After Zhang Yan and the others left, Li Qingsong stepped forward with a wooden box: "My lord, Cao Wenzhao has committed suicide in front of the noon gate." ”

"What did he say?" Wang Qi's gaze fell on the wooden box, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"It's just that I'm not reconciled," Li Qingsong lowered his head, and the wooden box was held above his head.

"Really?" Wang Qi took a deep breath and muttered: "Today, everyone who dies here and dies in this imperial city is unwilling!" Perhaps in their eyes, I have blocked their eternal wealth, but when they live, there will be no riches for all peoples. ”

Li Qingsong didn't dare to reply, but just listened quietly.

"Thick burial!" Wang Qi reached out and patted the wooden box, then waved.

"Yes!"

After cleaning up the clowns in the Jianji Palace, Wang Qi returned to the mansion at a later time.

Hai Lanzhu and the others were worried in the palace for several days, and today they finally saw their husband and master again, and they really felt like they were in a desperate place and went through hell.

"Master," the three wives and concubines, several children, and a group of people in the mansion all went out to greet Wang Qi.

"Mrs. hard work," Wang Qi naturally knew what would happen to these people if he really suffered an accident, and he also knew that his wives and concubines and children were prepared for the worst.

"The concubine knows that her husband will be fine!" Hai Lanzhu still insisted on her strength, but her choked and sobbing nasal voice had been exposed, how exhausted and on the verge of collapse this prairie pearl who had supported the palace alone for several days.

Gently holding Hai Lanzhu in his arms, Wang Qi gently kissed his wife's earlobe, and comforted him softly: "It's all over, it's okay." ”

(End of chapter)