Seeing the scene of people from Prince Zhao's Mansion chasing people from Huainan Kingdom, Yuan Shi suddenly felt a gaze staring at him. He raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure from behind.
"Hmph, this Zhou Xing is quite difficult to deal with." He frowned. He tilted his head and glanced up at the tall building in the northwest corner of Prince Zhao's Mansion, and happened to see Zhang Lin holding a bow and arrow on the tall building looking at him coldly.
"It's time to ask King Zhao to come out and clean up the situation." Yuan Shi sneered, turned his head and stopped looking at Zhang Lin, turned and walked towards the backyard, "You still have to perform the drama you should perform, and you still have to cry when you should cry. I You have to get ahead of Zhang Lin, otherwise don’t let Zhang Lin sue me in front of His Highness.”
What Yuan Shi didn't know was that Zhang Lin had already sued him in front of King Zhao.
Seeing the Huainan monks running around like birds and beasts, Zhou Xing let out a long sigh. Then he heard Yuan Shi's order to everyone. With a thought in his heart, he turned around and ran towards the Huainan Prince's Mansion.
With the strength of his feet, he arrived at the Huainan Palace in less than a moment. At this moment, the palace was already in chaos, and the news of King Huainan's death came back immediately. When they saw Zhou Xing coming from the sky, many people were shocked.
"The people sent by Yuan Shi to capture you will be here soon. If you can run, run away." After watching for such a long time, Zhou Xing felt sympathy for King Huainan. He rushed over and shouted loudly.
These people were even more panicked when they heard what he said. Some women even squatted on the ground and cried helplessly.
"Young hero, the princess invites you to go to the back hall." When Zhou Xing was at a loss, a strong old man in his sixties walked up to him and said.
Zhou Xing nodded and followed the old man to the back hall. From a distance, he saw a beauty in gorgeous clothes standing in front of the hall. There were two children on the left and right of her, nestling on the beauty's legs. Shang timidly looked at Zhou Xing who strode in.
When the beauty saw Zhou Xing approaching, she said, "Young hero is willing to risk such a fight to come here to tell you. I am very grateful. Elder Meng, go and get the thank you gift."
Zhou Xing waved his hand, "You guys run away quickly. Yuan Shi broke an arm and will definitely take revenge."
Princess Huainan smiled miserably and said: "Where can we run? As soon as the king leaves, I should go underground to accompany him, otherwise he will be alone there and no one will take care of him. It's a pity that these two children are still so young. To suffer such a disaster.”
While the two were talking, they heard a loud scream coming from the front yard. Zhou Xing said anxiously: "If you want to escape, follow me. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
The princess suddenly seemed to have made a lot of determination. She pushed the two children in front of Zhou Xing and said urgently: "I hope the young hero can save my two children and escape from this disaster. If there is an afterlife, concubine I should wear a ring of grass around my body to repay the young hero for his great kindness."
Zhou Xing glanced at the beautiful Princess Huainan. He really didn't understand how on earth these people in this world could be so stubborn. He stretched out his arms, holding the two children, who looked to be only five or six years old, between his left and right sides, and they flew away like a roc.
At some point, the wind had calmed down a lot. It started to rain in the sky. The sky was still dark at this time, and Zhou Xing quickly ran towards the city gate. In a few breaths, he had already seen the closing city gate. Under the city gate, there were still some corpses still bleeding.
Hou Sang had just finished wiping the blood on his sword on a corpse and was instructing everyone to close the city gate when he saw a figure running towards him like lightning in the darkness.
"Not good!" He instinctively crawled towards the ground. Several sword rays passed across his body, and several screams were immediately heard. When he looked up, the man had already slipped through the gap in the city gate that was about to close.
Zhou Xing walked out of the city gate only to find that the suspension bridge on the moat had been raised into the air. Without hesitation, he kicked off his feet and flew to the top of the suspension bridge. With another force, he jumped across the several-foot-wide moat.
"Boohoo." Several long arrows fell into the moat behind his figure.
He didn't look back and just galloped away, leaving only Guo Mo with a solemn expression on the city wall.
"Brother, are you chasing me?" Hou San hurriedly came to Guo Mo and asked.
"Chase, of course you have to chase."
"But brother, you have also seen that this person is too skilled. He will definitely not be able to catch up with him."
"It's one thing whether you can catch up or not, and it's another thing whether you can catch up or not." Guo Mo said lightly.
"Oh," Hou San suddenly realized, "I understand. I'm going to call a few people to chase them. Release the suspension bridge."
After learning that Emperor Li Zhong of the Jin Dynasty was shot dead on the spot, Situ Wang Rong of the Jin Dynasty felt his eyes darken.
The history of China's founding has been thousands of years, and there is almost no precedent for the emperor to be openly murdered when the country was at its peak. But I didn't expect that in these short ninety years, I would encounter two incidents.
What's going on in this world?
Wang Rong slowed down for a moment. He had almost stopped running at full speed for the first time in many years. For the first time in many years, he used his power to fly out of Situ's mansion. A moment later, he came to Li Zhong, who had turned into a cold corpse.
"Your Majesty, I'm late." Wang Rong knelt on the ground and hugged Li Zhong. Looking at the long arrow that had penetrated Li Zhong's chest, he burst into tears and said, "Your Majesty is in trouble, and I can't escape the blame. I'm wrong." Well, I should not have allowed Empress Jia to be so willful in the first place."
Following him was his younger brother Taiwei Wang Yan. Wang Yan also knelt silently on the other side of Li Zhong. He looked at Li Zhong and then at his brother, and finally let out a long sigh with helplessness on his face. .
The rain was still pouring down, and the corpses all over the street were scattered in pieces. The blood of these monks was washed away by the rain and mixed together, forming a stream of blood-red water flowing downwards.
The killing has not stopped. The monks from Prince Zhao's Mansion are still searching for and chasing the fleeing monks from Huainan Kingdom. Yuan Shi has already issued a death order, and anyone with a Huainan accent will be killed without mercy.
The brothers Wang Rong and Wang Yan were indifferent to the massacre happening around them and even in Shangluo City. They just knelt silently in the rain, with rain or tears flowing down their faces. Slowly, there were more and more people around them.
"Prince, you must cut Yuan Shi in half this time!"
"Yes, Dajin can't go on like this."
"Now that Yuan Shi is here, it would be better than when Empress Jia was on the stage. Look at how many monks have died around here. These are all talents and people of our Jin Dynasty."
Amidst everyone's chattering, Wang Rong tremblingly picked up Li Zhong's body and walked slowly towards the palace. People naturally made way for him, and there was no tiger to stop the Great Jin Situ. Everyone watched as the Dinghai Yizhu in everyone's mind walked into the palace with a somewhat staggering step.
"Wang Situ, Wang Taiwei." Just after Wang Rong, Wang Yan and others placed Li Zhong's body in Chengqian Palace, a monk from Prince Zhao's Mansion came close and said: "His Royal Highness, King Zhao, invites the two princes to go to Prince Zhao's Mansion. Discuss things.”
"What are you still discussing?" Someone in the crowd immediately said angrily: "Behead Yuan Shi in half to thank the world."
"My lords, please don't embarrass me, an insignificant messenger." The man was not afraid when he saw the anger among the crowd. Instead, he said calmly: "Everything must wait until the two princes and His Highness King Zhao have discussed everything."
"Everyone, please be quiet." Situ Wangrong finally spoke, "I ask you all to take care of Emperor Daxing here. I will go to Prince Zhao's Mansion with the Taiwei."
After he finished speaking, he and Wang Yan left hand in hand.
King Zhao Li Lun was pacing back and forth in the Jing Pavilion at this time, with an anxious expression on his face, hitting his right palm with his left fist from time to time, and sighing constantly.
"Your Majesty, everything has been done, and it is useless to regret." Yuan Shi, who had just come in with a broken arm, persuaded from the side: "I hope His Highness will express my condolences."
"Yuan Shi!" Zhao Wang Li Lun heard Yuan Shi's words and pointed at him with a trembling halberd, "How can you be so bold to commit regicide? That is His Majesty the Emperor. How do you want me to face the people of the world? How do you want me to face Li Li? The ancestors of our family?"
"Your Majesty," Yuan Shi's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "It is known throughout the world that His Majesty the Emperor is incapable of handling government affairs. Only in that position can he be sorry to the ancestors of your Li family. Your Majesty, maybe this is God's will. God wanted him to die, but God asked you to save Dajin."
After hearing what Yuan Shi said, King Zhao Li Lun suddenly felt that what he said made sense. Wasn't it because Empress Jia was so tyrannical because Li Zhong couldn't handle government affairs? His death was really not a bad thing.
"However, the reputation of this regicide is too shocking. He has no face to face the world."
"Your Majesty, please don't forget the story of your brother Emperor Wen," Yuan Shi continued, "Just follow Emperor Wen's story."
"Yes," Li Lun still hesitated.
"Your Majesty, if you don't take it, you will be blamed." Yuan Shi continued to speak eloquently: "The emperor's grandson is too young. At this time of chaos, he should establish a eldest king to calm the world. I sincerely request your Majesty. For the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of the Li family, I will be honored."
"This must not be done!" Zhao Wang Li Lun was shocked when he heard Yuan Shi's words, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "How can I dare to worship the ancestral temple?"
"Father," Li Fu, the eldest son of King Zhao, felt warm in his heart when he heard these words, and his eyes when he looked at Yuan Shi changed a lot, "What Shen Sili said makes sense. In times of chaos, you should establish a eldest king. Father. The king is the son of Emperor Xuan and the younger brother of Emperor Jing and Emperor Wen. Who else is qualified to hold this position besides my father?"
"Yes, father." Several other sons said one after another: "If God does not take it, he will bear the blame. The crown prince is dead, and the emperor is also dead. In terms of qualifications for this great position, no one in the clan is as good as my father. You, the king, are more qualified.”
"Yes," King Zhao Li Lun was originally a very soft-spoken person. When he heard everyone say this, he suddenly felt that this was the truth in the matter. Among the clan members, after repeated calculations, he was still the most qualified.
"Is your Majesty afraid of the criticism of the world?" Yuan Shi is such a person, King Zhao's thoughts cannot be hidden from his eyes at all, "This matter is not difficult."
"Oh, Shen Sili, tell me quickly." Li Fu immediately said eagerly.
Yuan Shi deliberately pondered for a moment, looked at the eager eyes of Prince Zhao and his son, and secretly smiled in his heart: "First, go to the Xuan Emperor Ancestral Temple to pray and ask for Emperor Xuan's decree."
"Oh." Li Fu and his brothers nodded involuntarily when they heard this.
"Second, invite famous Taoist priests from all over the world to go to the highest point of Mang Mountain to perform rituals in order to seek God's will."
"Miao Miao Miao." Li Fu slapped his thigh and said, "With the two banners of Emperor Xuan and Tianyi, we can naturally stop the mouths of the people in the world."
"But what should the princes, governors and governors of the world do?" King Zhao Li Lun asked with a frown.
"All the officials in the world will be promoted to the first rank." Yuan Shi wanted to wave his arms to increase his momentum, but the movement of his muscles caused pain in the broken arm. The pain only made him grin with his porcelain teeth and suck in the cold air.
"The world's officials are given a first-class title?" Taiwei Wang Yan's cold voice sounded outside the pavilion, "Master Shen is so loud. Do you really think that the titles of this court are just like the fruits and vegetables grown in your own backyard?"
Wang Yan and Wang Rong had strong spiritual power. They released their spiritual power along the way and no raindrop would fall on them. When he came in at this time, he no longer looked like he was kneeling next to Li Zhong's body. Especially Wang Yan, who was always kind and kind but had an angry look on his face. With his cultivation as a great master, he immediately made many people intimidated.
"Wang Situ, Wang Taiwei," Zhao Wang Li Lun saw the two people coming in, and quickly stepped forward to greet them: "Two princes, please take your seats quickly."
"Humph, the regicide is here, how can we ministers sit down?" Wang Yan no longer looked at Yuan Shi, but stared at Zhao Wang Li Lun and said coldly.
Hearing Wang Yan's words, everyone in the Jing Pavilion looked embarrassed, except Yuan Shi who stood there and sneered.
"Two princes, how about taking a seat first and then discussing with my father? Everything can be discussed." Li Fu, the crown prince of Zhao, saw that the pavilion suddenly became quiet and hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"If we don't cut Yuan Shi in half, what else can we discuss?" Wang Yan did not give in at all.
"Wang Taiwei," Yuan Shi sneered from the side: "Dare you ask me what crime I have that makes the Taiwei so angry?"
"You, a regicide, dare to claim innocence?" Wang Yan never expected that Yuan Shi was so shameless and said angrily.
"Who saw me killing the king? Did you see it, Taiwei Wang? Or did you see it, Wang Situ?"
"So many people in Shangluo have seen it, how can you still deny it?" Wang Yan was furious when he heard Yuan Shi's words.
"Rumors are not credible. Just like the rumor in Shangluo mentioned above that King Yuzhang is not the emperor's biological child. Could it be that King Yuzhang is not the emperor's biological child? Taiwei, you don't think so, right?"
"You," Wang Yan's face flushed with anger, and he, who was always graceful, raised his halberd and pointed at Yuan Shi and said, "You are sophistry."
"Whether it is regicide or not? Whoever kills the king needs to be convicted by the Tingwei?" Yuan Shi said lightly, "Before the Tingwei has not convicted the king, I don't accept it if the Taiwei said this to me."
"You..." Wang Yan was so angry that he could hardly speak. He was born in a noble family and had been famous all over the world since he was a child. How could he have ever met a person like Yuan Shi who had no sense of shame and talked nonsense in a serious manner. He pointed at Yuan Shi tremblingly for a while, then suddenly flicked his sleeves and walked out.
"Lieutenant," Yuan Shi said coldly from behind: "Which side the Jinyang Wang family is on, and whether they want to fight against His Highness King Zhao, Taiwei, you must think carefully before leaving."
"Shuzi," Wang Yan turned around angrily, pressing towards Yuan Shi with his majestic spiritual power as if it were real substance, "How dare you threaten the three princes of the imperial court!"
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