Unexpectedly, it fell into Zhu Changyu's ears, making him laugh loudly.
"They are both princes, and they are also born in the palace. Some are raised and raised every day, while others live on and are beaten and humiliated."
"Have you ever heard from today's kings that the favored ones have rich lands, while the unfavored ones live in remote areas? Why? Why on earth?"
"My mother has done something wrong, but why does it involve me? Did I do anything wrong? Did I voluntarily fall into this world? Will I voluntarily be reincarnated in this imperial city? Will I voluntarily endure humiliation and live in humiliation?"
"That person, we all call him Father, but our destinies are very different. I don't envy Zhu Changhong for having a mother who loves him, but what about his father? What did he do?"
Dereliction of duty, indifference, no love.
Perhaps there is no natural reason for this, but the pain that falls on the children is real.
What's more, we can't stop the child from developing dissatisfaction and hatred from the pain day after day.
"Empress Ju's great principles may scare you, but they can't fool me." Zhu Changyu returned to indifference again, "She didn't harm me, but she took away all my father's love. She didn't have to be a concubine, but If she had to have some kind of love affair in the deep palace, it would be better than Jin Jian. She had been young for twenty years before she ended up like this. I even felt that I was taking advantage of her."
"No matter how tragic the ending was, it was happy once, wasn't it?"
The young man asked softly, with sorrow in his eyes that were far from outstanding.
The commander of the Praetorian Guards made a mistake.
Perhaps children who grew up in bullying only have hatred and resentment left in their hearts, and they just want to stand on the highest position and comfort themselves from the tears they shed when they are quiet.
But the imperial power is strong and the ancestral precepts are upright, and no amount of unwillingness can shake it.
He could only look at this prince who might be outstanding, but was crushed by his background, and waved his arms lightly.
The imperial guards who were ready to move rushed forward and captured Zhu Changyu.
"Your Highness, there is nothing you can do if you don't want to. The prince has been enthroned, and the dynasty needs people who can abide by the rules." The commander of the Imperial Guard said softly.
As Li Qiang was also taken into custody, and all the imperial guards with blood dripping from their swords were captured, the vigorous struggle for imperial power seemed to have come to an end.
"I really didn't expect that there are so many surprises coming one after another."
"I think Concubine Ju is the most pitiful. She has gained nothing for so many years, and she still kills her own children by mistake."
"Why should she be pitiful? No one is forcing her to be a concubine. The second prince is the most pitiable. He has no mother to love him and no father to love him. He has to be sent to a remote place. Who wouldn't be angry?"
The crowd was talking among themselves, each trying to clean up the mess.
Mr. Sun Ge was sent away as quickly as possible by the Sun family, and all the civil and military officials also left in shock.
Jiang Sheng was finally able to stand in front of Fifth Brother and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is the matter settled? Has the dust settled?" Zheng Ruqian patted his chest, "Why do you think these people are so unwilling? I won't be reconciled until I can't make money. Everything else is fine."
After saying that, he giggled twice.
Wen Zhiyun pursed his lips and smiled beside him, still being reticent as usual.
Only Xu Mo frowned slightly and said softly, "The second prince doesn't seem like someone who can be easily captured."
What he said, his brows and eyes all shone with reluctance.
How could someone who can even put poison on a dagger be willing to be captured without mercy?
His life was so thin that only black and white remained, and the words "Failure or success" were carved on the tip of his heart.
Chang Yan held the crown prince's book and muttered, "It depends on where the person who committed the crime of treason will be imprisoned."
There are also cells in the imperial city, but they are usually used to hold concubines in the harem, which is commonly known as the cold palace.
Members of the royal family who commit crimes are usually sent to the Zongren Mansion for detention, and the Zongren Mansion is outside the imperial city.
The two brothers looked at each other and noticed something was wrong.
They gathered the remaining guards as quickly as possible, passed through Fengtian Square, and then caught up with the guards who were detaining the second prince.
But it's still a step too late.
At the east gate of the imperial city, the commander of the Imperial Guard and hundreds of his men were confronting the thousands of people in front.
Zhu Changyu, who should have had his arms cut behind his back, was sitting on a tall horse, flanked by Fang Yuan in a cloak and the majestic defenders.
The army that was supposed to protect the imperial city was actually incited to rebel and supported the rebels.
The leader of the imperial guard was stunned and angrily said, "You are willing to follow the traitor even if you don't care about your life. This is the crime of punishing the nine tribes."
"Then there must be nine tribes." Zhu Changyu said with a leisurely expression, "They are all hard-suffering people. I quietly placed them in the city defenders. Their only thought in life is to avenge their family members and let those who died unjustly die in vain." Soul rests in peace.”
Wherever there are people, there will be unjust, false and wrongful convictions, and innocent people will die in vain.
The Fengjing family is complex, and it is not uncommon to see people seeking wealth and murder, taking bribes and bending the law.
Zhu Changyu knew that he was from an ordinary background and would never be able to win over the top aristocratic families.
But it doesn't matter, he will save ordinary people with miserable life experiences and fish out rats from the gutter. Everyone will keep each other company and work together to overthrow this dirty city sooner or later.
The number of soldiers defending the city was not that large, only three to five thousand.
There are more than a thousand imperial guards in the imperial city. Even if they include the Ouchi guards, they are far from the opponent of the city defenders.
There are fifty thousand troops stationed in the nearby city. Unfortunately, it is a long way and it takes three hours to arrive.
Three hours, everything is over.
Zhu Changyu glanced at the sun. Although it was a pity that all the civil and military officials had left, he could still be crowned prince again.
Or there is no need for canonization at all. As long as the emperor's other sons are dead, the imperial power can only fall into his hands.
"Commander, you are right about something." Zhu Changyu glanced at Chang Yan, who had just arrived, "There is really no use being unwilling. Only by being ruthless can you get what you want."
Dozens of imperial guards are just the most superficial means, and thousands of city defenders are the real trump card.
Even being captured is just an act. The moment he leaves the palace, he breaks free from the restraints and mounts his horse to rescue him.
Fang Yuan, who had not appeared in the bustling Fengtian Temple for so long, turned out to be making final preparations.
Even the commander of the Imperial Guard was amazed, feeling that even without the legitimate prince, the eldest prince, mother and son would not be able to defeat the second prince.
If you want to control power and sit in that position, civil servants only serve to convince the public, and military commanders are the key.
The First Emperor, who conquered the world, had several gods of war around him, and they all had invincible soldiers.
Now, Zhu Changyu led three thousand city defenders to the imperial city.
"If the Commander-in-Chief doesn't want blood all over the city, then he should be captured as soon as possible." His brows became increasingly cold and gloomy, and no matter how much he couldn't bear it, he forced his pupils back, "Fifth Emperor Brother, only one of you and I can live."
Compassion does not lead soldiers, righteousness does not engage in business.
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm.
Those who conspire to rebel will die, and the orthodox will die after the rebellion is successful.
When the fight for rights breaks out, they are destined to fight to the death.
The imperial guards turned around one after another, and together with the city defenders, Zhu Changyu, Fang Yuan's eyes, and the sunlight flying in the sky, fell on Chang Yan.
Whether to fight or surrender, whether to drag everyone to death together, or whether to die bravely alone, are all in the decision-making of His Highness the Crown Prince.
Jiang Sheng in the crowd wetted his palms, Wen Zhiyun put away his smile, and Zheng Ruqian bared his teeth.
Only Xu Mo and Chang Yan looked at each other and then looked in the direction of the city gate.
There, there were waves, dust was flying, and horses were galloping.
Whoever is afraid of whom must surrender.
Chang Yan's mouth cracked, and he couldn't tell whether he was feeling sad or happy, "Brother Second Emperor, it's your turn to make a choice now."
