Outside the palace, Song Xuan and Ji Xuanfeng met.
After a simple look at each other, the two basically understood the purpose of their visit.
After a moment of silence, Ji Xuanfeng spoke first, "At the riverside, my stupid father sent eight top masters to surround me."
The corner of Song Xuan's mouth raised, "Then he has emptied his entire family fortune this time."
Ji Xuanfeng hummed, "What about you? Didn't you remind me to wait until you get married before taking action? What's the reason this time?"
"The emperor has just issued a decree to accept my sister into the palace as his concubine."
Ji Xuanfeng, who had always been calm, now twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and he had a clearer understanding of his father's ability to commit suicide.
"Originally I wanted to give him ten days, but within one day he started to seek death."
Ji Xuanfeng sighed, "Forget it, let's just clean it up."
"I will ask him to write the abdication edict tonight, and I will ascend the throne at the court meeting tomorrow. Don't worry, it will not affect your wedding. At least, the news of his death will not be spread until you get married."
Song Xuan muttered: "Are you going to take action on this matter yourself?"
Ji Xuanfeng nodded, "You are a minister in name after all, and the reputation of regicide is not good for me. Although I guess you don't care, you can still avoid it if you can."
Let me do this. It sounds much normal for father and son to kill each other for the throne of emperor. "
Song Xuan smiled and said, "In that case, your Majesty's household ministers will not participate."
Ji Xuanfeng nodded, "By the way, I will ascend the throne tomorrow. Remember to go to court. I can always give you this face, right?"
Song Xuan smiled and nodded.
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In the imperial study, the emperor was still reviewing the memorials.
His arms were shaking, and he couldn't hold the brush in his hand.
He had a vague premonition that tonight might be the last night that he would exercise his power as emperor to review the memorial.
If the master of Jin Yiwei he sent failed, based on his understanding of Ji Xuanfeng's rebellious son, tonight might be the day he dies.
He was betting that even if he couldn't kill Ji Xuanfeng, he would still be seriously injured and he wouldn't be able to cause trouble for him tonight.
As long as it can be postponed until tomorrow, tomorrow's court meeting, he will directly issue an order to depose the prince in front of the civil and military officials of the court.
He could tell from the attitude of the royal family that his intention to depose the prince would not have much effect. Between the prince and himself, the elderly emperor, the high-ranking grand masters had already made a decision. The choice was made.
But he just refused to accept it!
Even if the prince cannot be deposed, doing this at the court meeting will definitely disgust the treacherous son Ji Xuanfeng to death!
I can't sit in the emperor's seat, and you Ji Xuanfeng can't even imagine that you can sit comfortably!
Song Xuan, the commander of Xuanyi Guards, refused to be loyal to him. He could still bear it, but his son's betrayal had made him completely crazy.
If I’m not good, no one can think of me!
With a creak, the door was pushed open. Looking at the familiar person who he hated so much, the emperor's face froze, with an incredible look on his face.
"You're not hurt at all?"
Ji Xuanfeng glanced at him with some pity, "Father, in your eyes, what is Wuque Grandmaster? Do you think that as long as there are enough numbers, the gap between Wuque and Youque can be smoothed out?"
"Isn't it?"
The emperor didn't understand, "No matter how strong you are, you are still in the realm of a master. Eight top masters can't even bring you any harm?"
Ji Xuanfeng sighed, "So, a frog in the well like you will never understand why you lost, nor what the word "perfect" means."
He forced himself forward and stared at the Emperor coldly, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to a fool like you. Do you have any last words before you die?"
"Do you really dare to kill the king?"
"What my father said is boring?" Ji Xuanfeng shook his head speechlessly, "When did I commit regicide? Isn't it normal for my father to die because of overwork and exhaustion?"
Plop!
Sitting down on the chair, although he had a premonition that tonight might be the day of his death, when he faced it, he still felt panic and fear in his heart.
He doesn't want to die.
He holds the greatest power in the world and sleeps with all kinds of beautiful women. He has not enjoyed enough of this comfortable life!
"If you rebel against your son and kill your father with your son, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
Ji Xuanfeng was silent for a moment, "To be honest, I was actually a little scared at first.
But for some reason, before entering the palace just now, after I made up my mind to send you to heaven, my heart felt extremely happy, and all kinds of thoughts were clear to me. It seemed that both heaven and earth were satisfied with my decision.
So, Father, it is not I who will be punished by God, but you who will be punished by God!
Death at the hands of your own son is your damnation! "
Ji Xuanfeng raised his finger with a cold expression, "Since you have no last words, I will send you on your way."
"Rebellious son!" the emperor shouted in panic: "Killing your father with your son is a treasonous act. Sooner or later you will die at the hands of your own blood!
Also, don't think that Song Xuan will really be loyal to you. He is an ambitious man. Sooner or later, your position as emperor will be taken away by him! "
Ji Xuanfeng smiled.
“So, you don’t have enough vision and structure, and many of your ideas are simply ridiculous in my opinion.
Do you think I killed you for the sake of my position as emperor?
Let me tell you clearly, in the eyes of Song Xuan and I, whether it is the position of emperor or the commander of Xuanyi Guard, it is just a simple job.
It’s just part of the human experience!
Even if I give up my position to him, do you believe that he will be tired and troubled?
As for father and son cannibalizing each other, that is even more impossible. Maybe within twenty years, I will get tired of sitting in this position, and it will be passed on to the next generation. How can there be talk of father and son cannibalizing? "
The emperor looked confused and muttered to himself, "I don't believe it!"
'That is the position of the Emperor. I don't believe there is anyone who wouldn't want to sit there! '
"You're all just pretending! There's no way anyone can resist the temptation of that position!
I have worked hard all my life to protect the position, why are you dismissive! ? "
"Liars, hahaha, you are all liars! You are all treacherous ministers and traitors, and you are all thinking about my position as emperor!"
Looking at his father who had gone crazy, Ji Xuanfeng sighed sadly. This time he stopped talking nonsense and pointed a finger between his eyebrows.
The next moment, the emperor's expression was startled, and he stood still like a wooden man, motionless.
"Go and write the edict of succession!"
Ji Xuanfeng issued the order.
The emperor sat dumbly in front of the imperial desk. Although his eyes were dull, his hand movements were not slow. He quickly took out a blank imperial edict and began to write on it.
After the imperial edict of passing the throne was written and stamped, the sky was already slightly bright.
Outside the door, Cao Zhengchun's somewhat thin voice came, "Your Majesty, it's almost time for the morning court. It's time for you to go to court and ascend the throne."
Ji Xuanfeng hummed, glanced at his father, and ordered: "Follow me to the court and issue the decree to pass on the throne!"
