Chapter 224: Deprivation of the Imperial Throne

The horses were whistling, and after a while, the Jinluan Hall was covered with civil and military ministers, and there were no less than fifty people, among whom various military and political ministers also came. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

They stepped into the Jinluan Palace, this palace that symbolized this splendor in the past, they were all shocked, their faces were full of disbelief, although they had been prepared before, but at this moment, they were still shocked by this huge blood.

Not because of anything else, but because this is the Golden Luang Palace.

I wanted to reprimand angrily, but when I saw the fierce and vicious soldiers around me, their long knives unsheathed, unabashedly exuding a cold and bloodthirsty brilliance, everyone was terrified when they saw this, including those generals who had been on the battlefield.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am under the order to enter King Qin, but I don't know where Your Majesty is, please let me know?" Zhao Haochen was dressed in armor, majestic, and the bright yellow on his body was dazzling and indescribably majestic under the sun.

"Hmph!" someone snorted disdainfully, obviously they didn't believe Zhao Haochen's words, Murong Xun heard the news of Zhao Haochen's attack on the capital, and ran out with a roll, and the panic on his face couldn't be faked.

"Generalissimo, don't be cowardly here, kill or kill as you like, but I will never betray Your Majesty!"

Zhao Haochen seemed to hear what a funny word for a moment, frowned, and then laughed heartily, "You don't still expect this majesty to come back, do you?"

Hearing Zhao Haochen's words, all the ministers sighed in their hearts, and there was no place to go.

Did he catch His Majesty?

Is there no hope of recovering the country?

In the hearts of each of them, they still expect Murong Xun to escape, and then take back Huajing City with illness, so that they are still high-ranking officials and have a long history, on the contrary, if Murong Xun is caught by Zhao Haochen, then the end will definitely be a death, and their fate can be imagined, and the luckiest thing is to leave a life.

"You're not going to get what you want!" someone said coldly.

Zhao Haochen smiled and said, "Bring it up!"

A thin young man in peasant clothes walked in under the push and shoving of the soldiers, and the moment he stepped into the Jinluan Palace, he saw so many courtiers, and his gray eyes suddenly had a ray of essence.

I couldn't help but straighten my body, and tried to make myself walk towards it with firm and powerful steps.

His gaze and Zhao Haochen's gaze met instantly, and the hatred in his eyes kept coming to his mind, almost bursting him, but with all the civil and military officials here, he still had a trace of confidence.

With firm steps, he sat on the throne.

"See Your Majesty!"

Zhao Haochen bowed slightly, his face was calm, he couldn't see any expression, Murong Xun's face showed a trace of doubt, and then it was replaced by full of anger, his face once again showed a hideous color, his eyes looked at Zhao Haochen fiercely, his gaze almost cut him into pieces.

Although the ministers did not know why, they also shouted long live.

Could it be that Zhao Haochen is really like where he is, he came to King Qin?

But who is this rebellion?

"Generalissimo, you led the troops to attack the imperial city, can you be guilty?" Murong Xun couldn't wait to convict Zhao Haochen.

"Huh?" Zhao Haochen was stunned for a moment, and asked a little blankly: "The minister came to King Qinjing at the behest of Your Majesty, although this method is a bit excessive, but it is also that the minister is too worried about His Majesty's dragon body!"

Zhao Haochen said righteously, blaming Murong Xun for all this.

"When did I let you enter King Jingqin? Murong Xun obviously relied on the many ministers present, but he forgot about the soldiers next to him, those who were not him, not to mention, he forgot how he returned to this Jinluan Palace.

"Your Majesty is so busy with official business that he even forgot such an important matter!"

Zhao Haochen reached into his arms and took out a token from his arms.

The jet-black color, one side is scalded with gold water to make a golden eagle, and the other side is engraved with two eye-catching characters "Imperial Envoy".

Seeing this token, without waiting for Zhao Haochen to speak, the civil and military ministers in the hall all bowed down.

"Meet the Imperial Envoy!"

Even the little emperor in the seat stood up and bowed slightly to show respect.

The little emperor Murong Xun gritted his teeth at the moment, secretly hated, but he didn't expect Zhao Haochen to take out this token in front of the public.

You must know that this token has only one other function, one of which is the emperor's messenger, and the token of kendo is like the emperor coming in person, and anyone has to bow down.

Second, it is used to restrain the emperor, and the emperor must bow his head in front of this token.

"Your Majesty has a decree to order Zhao Haochen to lead the three armies to enter King Qinjing from now on, without delay, Qin this!"

The holy decree is concise and powerful, but it is not Murong Xun's will when you hear it, but Zhao Haochen is holding this token, and no one will question it, because since ancient times, the identity of the person who holds this token is even more noble than that of the emperor.

"Zhao-Hao-Chen-"

When Zhao Haochen put away this token, Murong Xun couldn't wait to tear him apart, to his surprise, Zhao Haochen actually knew the true use of this token, when he gave it to him, it was also useless, just to make it more convenient for him to do things, but now it seems that it has become the biggest disaster.

The cold glow on Murong Xun's face flashed, like a mad demon, and Sen Han's gaze was undisguised.

"Your Majesty, you are so irrational, you must have sat on this throne for too long, making Your Majesty numb!" Zhao Haochen's faint tone was clearly captured by everyone present, and all the ministers who started were nervous, but then they breathed a long sigh of relief.

What Murong Xun has done these days is really angry and resentful, government affairs are piled up, and the twists and turns have never been approved, they are all taken care of by a group of ministers, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River and the drought in the north, which all need the emperor's personal approval to take effect, but all the ministers have pleaded with His Majesty for a long time, and they have seen people.

There were countless refugees in the two disasters, and a large amount of land suffered disasters, but the country's grain depot was moldy, and there was no warehouse to put grain.

Zhao Haochen smiled coldly, turned to the ministers below and said: "If the government affairs are not handled, the country's disasters will not be cared for, what is the use of such an emperor to stay? The envoy decided to deprive Murong Xun of the throne, inherit it by the crown prince, and hold an enthronement ceremony in three months!"

Zhao Haochen made the final decision.