Chapter 229: You're Mistaken

Murong Xun collapsed helplessly to the ground, his eyes were dead silent, and there was only endless pleading on his face. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His face suddenly became cold, as if he had grasped some life-saving straw, looked at Zhao Haochen, and said beggingly: "I am willing to marry her and make her the queen, under one person, above ten thousand!"

Looking at Murong Xun's swearing, Zhao Haochen's face had a hint of mockery, and he said lightly: "Under one person, above ten thousand?"

Murong Xun was stunned, feeling that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly begged: "In addition to the generalissimo, she is the queen in the whole world, I will definitely take good care of her, so that she will not be wronged." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Haochen seemed to be in deep thought, thinking, which made Murong Xun see a glimmer of hope again, and suddenly Zhao Haochen's words changed, "Then what does it matter to me?"

Obviously, Zhao Haochen's sudden words made Murong Xun a little stunned, he looked incredulous, and asked questioningly: "Isn't that your own sister? Don't you care about your own sister's life or death, if I die, even if you are the generalissimo, but is there anyone willing to marry her in this world? You led troops to rebel for your own sister, attacked Huajing City, and I also became your subordinate prisoner, I don't believe that you will abandon your sister!"

Murong Xun also had a trace of confidence, he thought about it, Zhao Haochen would definitely agree to his request for his own sister, how could he bear to be widowed in the future with his own sister?

Zhao Haochen smiled and said: "You also know that as a generalissimo, there are many people who marry my sister, as long as I am there for a day, as long as I speak, who will be rude to her?"

"Then she won't be happy either!" Murong Xun said.

"What's the matter with me?" Zhao Haochen said.

Murong Xun was stunned again, messy in the wind, "That's your own sister!"

The corners of Zhao Haochen's mouth hooked up a sneer, and asked, "You should know my other identity, right?"

Murong Xun nodded subconsciously, "Young Master of the Sword Emperor Pavilion - Jianzi!"

"Then have you heard that there is another young master in the Sword Emperor Pavilion?" Zhao Haochen looked at Murong Xun, indifferent.

The major factions on the rivers and lakes, the children of the pavilion master are all called the young masters.

"Besides, if it is the young master of my Sword Emperor Pavilion, how can I not have some moves, you have this little cultivation, any disciple of the Sword Emperor Pavilion can easily kill you, the young master of the Sword Emperor Pavilion is high, how can he go to the palace to be willing to be a dancing girl, and be ruined by you, a beast!"

"What?" Murong Xun, who had some confidence and was calm and composed, thought that he had seized the bargaining chip to negotiate with Zhao Haochen, but now it seems that it was purely an act of looking for death, "That dancing girl lied to me? You didn't attack the imperial city for him?"

In the audience, the ministers of civil and military affairs seemed to have heard a shocking scene, Murong Xun favored Zhao Haochen's sister, but Zhao Haochen denied it. Attacking the Imperial City is for a woman. Zhao Haochen, as the generalissimo, turned out to be the young master of the transcendent power that had been destroyed, and the crowd was horrified, looking at the calm boy in front of him, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his heart was full of waves.

Thinking about his terrifying strength and power, every minister present was unwilling to raise any question, joking, it was tantamount to looking for death.

Zhao Haochen continued to solve Murong's doubts, making him even more desperate, "That dancing girl didn't lie to you, he is indeed the marshal's own sister, but is there only one marshal in the imperial court?"

He listened to it and gave Murong to find time to think about everything.

The imperial court has two marshals, the generalissimo of the town and the generalissimo of the army, since Zhao Haochen helped Murong Xun take power, Zhao Haochen's marshal shines in all directions, making people completely ignore the other generalissimo of the imperial court.

It was not until this moment that everyone's vague memory was gradually clear, and the figure of that majestic shore gradually became clear, commanding 300,000 troops, guarding the northern frontier, pacifying the south of the Yangtze River, and expelling the steppe wolves.

"Generalissimo Zhenguo?" Murong Xun finally reflected and asked in surprise.

In his frightened gaze, Zhao Haochen smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Congratulations, you guessed right!"

"That—that attack on the Imperial City was also his order?" Murong Xun collapsed to the ground, feeling helpless.

"He?" Zhao Haochen shook his head disdainfully, "He's not qualified to order me yet!"

"That's—"

"You have forgotten, Murong Xun, you have offended me, don't talk about the previous things, have you forgotten the matter of the Ji family?" Zhao Haochen squatted down, his eyebrows were like hooks, and a cold glow burst out from his black eyes, Murong Xun felt that the temperature around him had dropped by more than ten degrees, and he curled up.

"Get my subordinates to the Colosseum and destroy the forces in your hand, Murong Xun will do a good job for you!" Zhao Haochen's words were plain, but every word was like a blade, slashing at his heart fiercely, making his heart drip blood.

"Oh, by the way, I have something to tell you, although the attack on the imperial city was planned and arranged by me, but there is also the contribution of the generalissimo of the town, otherwise everyone will scold me, and I don't want to bear the infamy. Zhao Haochen smiled and said slowly.

Murong Xun's heart tightened, "Generalissimo Zhenguo." He laughed at himself in his heart, he actually offended the two generalissimos and controlled the military power of the whole country, it can be said that now he is the emperor in name only, and besides, Zhao Haochen, as an imperial envoy, has been deprived of his throne, and in a month, the ten-year-old prince will succeed to the throne, smiling coldly, but he is just a puppet.

However, the puppet is also better off than he is now.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Zhao Haochen walked off the colosseum, and then turned back and said, "I still want to keep your fighting beast." Your Majesty's performance is wonderful!"

Zhao Haochen clapped his hands, the crisp sound of applause echoed in the air, his eyes swept over the people in the audience, and he was suddenly forced to feel great pressure, and the warm applause rang out, but it was extremely depressing and weird.

"Stay with Your Majesty!"

The two soldiers walked up and pulled Murong Xun towards the cage.

"Zhao Haochen, I curse you for not dying well, not dying well, sooner or later you will be suppressed by the three major forces. I curse you with the emperor's clear righteousness!" Murong Xun felt hopeless, his voice was hoarse, and he scolded viciously.

"The three major forces?" Zhao Haochen was slightly distracted and muttered: "What about the three major forces, the next step is to exterminate the three major forces!"