Chu Lian looked at the counterattack in front of the tent, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he had never taken a fancy to this son, and it was just a decoration for him, in his eyes, everything was not as real as the emperor's hegemony.

Decades ago, because he didn't take Xiping City, he lost the opportunity to become the prince, and as the boss of the Chu family, he didn't get what he deserved.

In terms of reputation and achievements, he can't compare to Wang Churan in Hanzhong, and he can't compare to the third brother who accompanies Gu Chunqiu in terms of tricks. Chu Quan snatched his throne, it had always been his thing in his mind, and he knew it was his thing when he galloped on the battlefield.

The troubled times subsided, and the Chu family crushed the princes everywhere and became the most dazzling one, but he Chu Lian only allowed the title of the king of the northwest, and sent it to the city that he couldn't attack before, or Chu Quan.

This made him arrogant how to accept it, and Chu Quan jumped up and became the best candidate to inherit the throne, he was not convinced or unwilling. One has been blocked in the northwest for decades, and Xiping has locked him up for the rest of his life.

Every time in the dead of night, Chu Lian would go crazy, venting his dissatisfaction in his heart like crazy, he was obsessed with the throne, and the throne was naturally his in his mind.

And the biggest victim of everything is naturally the little prince who suffered greatly in front of him, a poor man who was ruined under the whip.

"When did it start?" Chu Lian returned to the king's chair.

The little prince who was as deep as the sea didn't care about the dimmed eyes, and said to himself: "It started a few years ago. ”

Gu Chunqiu had been to Xiping five years ago, this powerful man in troubled times, I don't know what method he used to evade the tracking of spies, and he quietly met the little prince. even proposed a one-hit cooperation to him.

"Don't you want to be the crown prince, and the position of the emperor after my death is all yours, just to take revenge on me, and exchange the pleasure of the throne?" Chu Lian said.

Chu Ding raised his head and laughed again, his eyes were full of tears, what was the use of the throne to him, what was the use of a man with no sexual function to be the emperor, to become the laughing stock of the people in the world? Everything about him had been deprived by the man in front of him.

"It's worth it, it's worth it! So that I can be considered alive!" Chu Ding said resolutely.

can see the earth-shattering hatred in his eyes, Chu Lian, who has been crazy for the throne all his life, saw the pain in his son's eyes for the first time. Those eyes are very similar to him, the same madness, the same failure to achieve the goal, and vow not to stop.

"What did Gu Chunqiu promise you?"

Chu Ding smiled: "I didn't ask for a promise, the only thing I have is the title of the King of the Northwest." ”

This time it was Chu Lian's turn to be speechless, he knew that he would die today, and his blood was the finale of this scene.

"Do it, I'm losing. Chu Lian's gaze swept around the tent.

The rebel general holding the long sword did not make a move, but looked at the young man behind him and said, "Little prince, do you do it or we do it." ”

Chu Ding, who was called the little prince, did not speak, but stepped forward to take the long sword and walked slowly in front of the wooden table where the man had been sitting for a long time.

Chu Lian didn't beg for mercy, and there was no fear in his eyes, and the eyes that should have been cold regained the clarity that only ordinary people have.

The armor on his body was very heavy, and Chu Lian reached out and fumbled for the rope of the armor, but the buttons on his back couldn't reach it anyway.

"Unload the armor of the prince!"

The two soldiers put down the Changge in their hands, walked behind the king of the northwest without fear, and removed the armor of this famous man, the black armor placed on the table was neatly placed in a row, and even the long sword that had been fighting for many years in the eyes was also placed on the wooden table, side by side with the armor.

"Tell Chu Quan, I lost!"

Chu Lian was convinced, and finally understood why Chu Quan did not send troops and let himself swagger north. With a poisonous tongue, Luoyang City's big hand has already been pinched in a fatal position of seven inches.

Chu Quan sent someone to deliver the letter three times, so that he could not only save his life, but also treat it as if nothing had happened. This old relationship is indeed a little heartwarming, but he, as the eldest brother of the Northwest King, has a little bit of an inch.

Chu Lian, who walked out of the wooden table, was now in front of his son, dressed in a white lining, with some indescribable sense of ease, perhaps afraid that the long sword would cut his neck, so he deliberately pulled his collar inward.

Chu Ding, who was standing with a sword, raised the long sword in his hand tremblingly, and it was not difficult to see that the specially sharpened blade exuded a sharp edge.

"Why don't you dare to do it?" Chu Lian said as he looked at the young man whose arms were trembling.

Chu Ding kept his mouth shut and didn't answer.

"I thought you could become a hero, but it's still a waste. Chu Lian deliberately mocked.

"Shut up!" Chu Ding said angrily.

"Raise your sword!"

"Shut up!"

Chu Ding, who roared loudly, raised the long sword and pointed it at the man he hated the most in his life.

"Let's do it!" Chu Lian said in a deep voice.

Chu Ding didn't move for a long time, and he could see the long sword that his arm was trying to keep shaking, but the tip of the sword could still see the shaking.

"Why? After so many years, you still don't have the courage to do it?"

"If that's the case, you're going to be a waste for nothing. ”

"Ahh

Chu Ding roared angrily, swung his sword and went straight to his bare neck.

Looking at the swinging sword, Chu Lian did not dodge, but closed his eyes tiredly, and his whole body relaxed posture had a sense of relief.

A strong smell of blood, accompanied by the arc of the sword, filled the entire tent, and the bright red blood stains on the roof of the tent were all the end of a life.

The long sword in Chu Ding's hand fell to the ground, as if he had lost his backbone, looking at the relieved human head on the ground, sitting on the ground without saying a word.

Even if the blood flowed down the ground and in front of him, he still didn't know.

In Luoyang Palace City, the spies at the city gate rushed to the palace in a hurry, and after passing many checkpoints, they brought the news back to the palace.

The scene in the Jinluan Hall was still the same, and the emperor sat on the dragon chair, closing his eyes and saying nothing. The civil and military officials knelt under the hall and did not say a word. It wasn't until the sound at the door that the stalemate lasted for a long time, and the two sides who were a little tired moved.

An Imperial City spy stepped into the Jinluan Palace, and the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground all looked sideways at the spy, not knowing what kind of bad news they were going to bring.

The spy didn't have time to look at the kneeling officials around him, and gasped: "Your Majesty, the little prince of the northwest surrenders and asks to enter the palace to face the saint." ”

Chu Quan naturally knew what was happening, although he had expected it, when this moment came, he was always a little unacceptable.

Gu Chunqiu stroked his beard, and his appearance like a god made many officials look at it, and it was obvious that the old fox had nothing to do with this matter.

"Let him enter the palace. Chu Quan said weakly.

The Imperial City spies nodded and took orders, exited the Jinluan Palace, and hurried back to the city gate to give orders.

The civil and military officials who knelt on the ground and had pain in their knees, still kneeling where, although they suffered a lot of physical sins, they were a lot happier in their hearts, and now that the national disaster has passed, glory and wealth are still by their side, even if they kneel for a few more hours.

About half an hour later, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the Jinluan Palace, and the officials leaning on the door couldn't help but look back, only to see a group of several people outside the hall, holding wooden boxes and armor in their hands, especially the young man in brocade clothes and jade crowns, which was stained with a lot of blood.

"Pass it on. Chu Quan said to the old eunuch beside him.

"Spread Chu Ding and others into the hall. ”

The summons fell, and the young men waiting at the door took the lead in carrying the wooden box, followed by several people wearing armor and holding armor, who also entered the hall.

"The guilty minister Chu Ding knocked to see Your Majesty. ”

Several people knelt in a deep voice, like the civil and military officials.

"Raise your head and let me take a good look at you. Chu Quan said.

Chu Ding hurriedly raised his head, his eyes wandering around, and he didn't dare to look at the old man on the dragon chair.

"Where's your father?" Chu Quan said.

"The guilty father has been condemned. After speaking, he raised the wooden box in his hand, and several people on his side raised their armor, and even the long sword.

Chu Quan's eyelids jumped, he raised his trembling arm and pointed downward, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

Thanks to the eunuch's knowledge of color, he took the initiative to come forward and present the things one by one and put them on the wooden table carved by Longwen.

The long sword with a special pattern, as well as the scarred armor, how could Chu Quan not know, stretched out his hand to brush the armor full of scars, his palm trembled a little, after picking up the long sword, he wanted to pull out the sheath but was reluctant to put it down, just brushed the scabbard with a face full of memories.