This is the most important power in the world!
The huge power that makes the second prince as stable as a rock and makes it impossible for him to recover his losses!
But he stupidly pushed it out, thinking he was smart.
It's all a trap, it's all a plan!
Didn’t you see Prince Jin’s regretful attitude, didn’t you see Mr. Bai Shi’s calm demeanor, didn’t you see Old Master Yan’s calm expression?
They all know, they all know, they are all plotting against themselves.
Sima Jing's eyes were about to burst, and he was filled with grief and anger.
In an instant, a surge of anger engulfed him.
There was no roaring, no yelling, no questioning, just one word he squeezed out from clenched teeth: "Kill!"
Yes, fortunately, I had prepared the last resort, with five thousand private troops lying in wait at any time to prevent any unexpected events.
So what if all civil and military officials agree? There is only one army of its own here. As long as you kill your second brother, everything will still be yours!
The next moment, there will be a cry to kill Zhentian, and it will be a seizure of power by force!
Unfortunately, after he gave the order, there was no movement at all. He turned around and was horrified to find that the private army general beside him had a long knife held to his neck.
A tall military general walked up to him and said solemnly: "Your Highness, the situation is over. Please... go back to the palace."
The eldest prince stayed on the spot as if struck by lightning.
The last resort has been revealed, he has completely miscalculated, and the situation is over.
He finally looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. In front of everyone, his bloodshot eyes stared at Prince Jin: "Father...why do you do this to me..."
King Jin looked at the captured general and sighed. No matter how incompetent he was, he still understood his son. Although he might not attack him here and now, he could do what he wanted to do to kill the assassin.
Finally he shook his head: "Jing'er, Jing'er is indeed more suitable than you. My father has prepared a fiefdom for you. It is rich and beautiful. You..."
"Me? How am I?" Sima Jing was like crazy: "Am I living a good life? Shrinking in a corner and becoming the laughing stock of the world?"
The King of Jin sighed: "The Kingdom of Jin needs Ji'er."
The eldest prince roared: "Why! He is not worthy. A businessman who only knows how to do business, why should he be the king of Jin? Is there any point in civil and martial arts that I am not a hundred times better than him? I have led troops and experienced hundreds of battles, and I have suffered eight injuries for you and for Jin." More than ten places, I am the crown prince of Jin——"
However, he was eventually taken down, but at the last moment, he suddenly seemed to understand something. He suddenly stared in a certain direction and let out a heart-rending roar: "Shuzi! I am irreconcilable with you!"
In the crowd, a woman wearing a cloak and a hood laughed in annoyance: "...King Xiaoyao...good tricks..."
In the crowd, Nangong Xin smiled: The Lord never fails when he takes action...
Among the crowd, Jiang Shu was full of surprise: "This...how could it be like this..."
In the crowd, Mr. Bai Shi shook his head and sighed...
In the crowd, there are countless people with different expressions...
But the image of a young man in flowing white clothes, free and uninhibited, appeared in their minds almost at the same time.
At the same time, on the top floor of Qiangefang, the young man looked at the mountain where the ancestor worship ceremony was held, and listened to the cheers from thousands of people in the distance. He finally smiled and raised his wine glass in a distant salute.
"Little Oriole, I haven't heard you sing a song for so long. Today is a good day. Let's sing a song."
Nie Xiaoli walked forward slowly: "I wonder which song you want to listen to?"
"...Well, let's just let the storm settle."
Xie Sanniang poured the wine with a smile: "The famous music of the Jin Dynasty is about the fact that Bai Shigong has not yet become the Prime Minister, but he has easily counted all the sixteen people in the Jin Dynasty, so that the mediocre King of Jin has the power... The young master is listening to the music today, which is quite reasonable. Scenery."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "There are many wealthy families in the Jin State, and officials representing the power of the families are all over the court. It is difficult to implement government orders. Baishi Gong Dengyan strategized and forced the sixteen families to compromise. He did a good job indeed."
"It's a pity that the majestic Imperial Master is willing to be defeated by the young master today." Xie Sanniang couldn't help but admire him.
I once thought that this man had miscalculated, especially when the second prince was forced to leave Moling and go to the border. In his opinion, the situation was over, and he had repeatedly advised him to leave Jin as soon as possible.
But unexpectedly, everything turned out to be under the control of the young master. The second prince did not leave, but took over the military power and firmly established his position.
This man entered the Jin Dynasty alone and did not leave the brothel, but he had already changed the world. The eldest prince, who had an 80% chance of winning, was defeated in one fell swoop. Maybe Xuanji can’t even do it...
This is the real Tianhu.
Xie Sanniang couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
"The little oriole's singing is indeed beautiful. No wonder it is called the Hundred-turn Oriole." Jiang Fan praised.
Xie Sanniang sighed: "It's a pity... today's singing voice is too sad."
Jiang Fan smiled: "It's my fault."
Xie Sanniang said: "No, if it weren't for the young master, she probably wouldn't be able to see through the true colors of these people. It's a good thing to wake up early."
Jiang Fan looked downstairs: "This is how the aristocratic family does things. Look, after ten days, isn't this coming?"
Xie Sanniang stood up and looked out the window, and couldn't help snorting coldly: "When the eldest prince gained power, Wang Chulan turned around and left. Now he comes to visit only half an hour after the edict was announced. It's a coincidence."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "As soon as the second prince was confirmed, they came immediately. They couldn't wait for the ceremony to be completed. It's no wonder that the Wang family is the head of the three great families. They have an amazing ability to maneuver according to the wind."
Xie Sanniang said: "Master, don't you want to show them some color?"
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "Why hit that lost dog? It's no good and makes enemies for no reason. Why don't we just follow their style and kill him severely..."
Xie Sanniang saw the corner of his mouth curled up, knowing that the Lord was going to do something bad again, so she couldn't help but mourn for the Wang family.
As expected, it was Wang Boyong and Wang Chulan, the heads of the Wang family, who came. As for Wang Bofu, I think he is attending the ceremony at this moment.
As soon as Wang Boyong came in, he held up his hands and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it really took me ten days to find out the news about the thief. I'm deeply sorry for keeping the prince waiting for so long."
Jiang Fan looked behind him and said, "Oh, isn't this Master Chulan? He fished for three days and dried nets for seven days. The doorman is incompetent."
He ignored Wang Boyong and instead ridiculed Wang Chulan. Wang Boyong's expression remained unchanged and he cupped his hands and said: "My son is stupid and naughty. I want to save face and make the prince laugh."
Wang Chulan quickly stepped forward with a smile on her face.
"Your Majesty, Chu Lan knew that she was wrong. She saw her friends every day in those days and couldn't bear to lose face. So..."
Jiang Fan smiled lightly: "Young man, I can understand."
Wang Boyong smiled and said: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty." He turned around and scolded: "Why don't you step aside!"
"Yes, yes..." Wang Chulan quickly cupped her hands and stepped aside. But he secretly glanced at Nie Xiaoli.
Nie Xiaoli, who had stopped singing, just stood beside Jiang Fan with his head bowed, not even looking at him.
A strange light flashed across Wang Chulan's eyes.
Jiang Fan looked at Wang Boyong: "Half of the tenth day has passed. If the head of the Wang family still doesn't have accurate information, I may not be generous."
Wang Boyong hurriedly said: "I came here in person just to report to the prince that the origin of the murderer has been found out, and it was actually the so-called Demon-Slaying Alliance."
