Leng Wushuang's sword was very fast, so silently that Tuoba Hong couldn't feel the pain. He looked at Leng Wushuang's scornful eyes, his fingers trembled slightly, and he fell weakly into a pool of blood.
"I'm telling you that His Majesty Tuoba was killed by the Yelu family. The entire Yelu family is wanted throughout the country. No one can be spared!"
"yes!"
The entire Northern Desert changed color in one day, and all the royal families in the Northern Desert dared not speak out in anger at Leng Wushuang, the God of War in Zhongzhou.
Seeing Leng Wushuang sitting on the dragon throne, their men were even more angry, but they dared not speak out.
Leng Wushuang glanced at everyone nonchalantly and said, "Nian."
"Tuoba Yuanyu rebelled with the Yeluqi family and conspired to kill His Majesty Tuoba. Fortunately, His Majesty found his youngest son before his death and passed the throne to Leng Wushuang."
Just as the eunuch finished reading the imperial edict, all the civil and military officials in the Northern Desert exploded.
"This, the youngest son in the imperial edict is probably Leng Wushuang."
"This Leng Wushuang's hands are stained with my heroic soul in the Northern Desert. How can he be my prince living in the Northern Desert?"
"Yes, there's no need to blame anyone! Now that the entire Beimo Palace belongs to you, naturally it's up to you to do whatever you say?"
Leng Wushuang asked with surprise on his face: "Oh? Are you saying that I am not your prince in the Northern Desert?"
"Your father is Leng Wuya, everyone here doesn't know it!"
"Don't you know that I am Leng Wuya's adopted son?" Leng Wushuang's cold voice was full of warning.
Indeed, it can be said that everyone knows the identity of Leng Wushuang's adopted son, but so what, Tuoba Hong's death is unclear, how can they recognize Leng Wushuang as their master!
What's more, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was ordered to lead troops to support Song Jingrong not long ago, how could he possibly murder His Majesty!
Everyone looked at Leng Wushuang with resentment. In their eyes, Leng Wushuang was the biggest murderer!
"This silver hair is the most iconic feature of the Tuoba clan. You won't forget it, right?" Leng Wushuang reminded.
At this moment, everyone turned their attention to Leng Wushuang's silver hair. Everyone tacitly understood Leng Wushuang's silver hair and only regarded Leng Wushuang as an ordinary person.
After all, none of the princes of His Majesty Tuoba have silver hair. Only the missing little prince has silver hair. Therefore, everyone has heard that His Highness Tuoba intends to make the little prince the prince. Because of that silver hair, Concubine Yun was favored by Queen Yelu. of persecution.
This secret of the royal family has become a tacit knowledge of everyone, but unexpectedly, the appearance of Leng Wushuang reminds people of the little prince who has disappeared for many years.
"Even if you have this silver hair, it's not enough to prove that you are the little prince."
Bang bang——!
Leng Wushuang clapped his hands gently, and someone escorted the previously imprisoned fifth prince Tuoba Xingye into the hall.
"What are you doing, what do you want to do!" Tuoba Xingye, who knew nothing, had fear in his eyes.
"This is my father's child, you should admit it!" Leng Wushuang stared at everyone.
Everyone looked at each other, never expecting that Leng Wushuang would call Tuoba Xingye.
"This is indeed His Majesty's bloodline."
"You should all understand if you shed blood to recognize a relative, right?!" Leng Wushuang said calmly, raising his voice: "Someone comes and bleeds Tuoba Xingye!"
"Ouch, what are you doing? Father, you have spared my life, you can't kill me!" Tuoba Xingye kept struggling.
"No one in Tuoba Xingye wants to kill you, don't worry." Leng Wushuang said calmly.
Tuoba Xingye looked at Leng Wushuang suspiciously, his pupils were shocked and said: "Leng Wushuang, why are you here? This is our palace in the Northern Desert. How can you sit on the dragon throne?"
Leng Wushuang seemed to be holding back his sorrow and said: "His Majesty Tuoba was killed by Tuoba Yuanyu and has passed away. Before his death, he specially passed the throne to me."
Tuoba Xingye's eyes widened in disbelief.
But he immediately covered his mouth.
He is just a prisoner now and has no capital to say these words.
"It melted! It actually melted!"
"He is really His Majesty's son!"
"Oh my god, the little prince is back!"
Some people in the crowd kept exclaiming.
"Everyone, why don't you come and pay your respects to the new emperor!"
"What kind of new emperor? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still alive and well in Zhongzhou. Even if His Majesty is really harmed by the Yelu family, it will not be your turn, Leng Wushuang, whose origin is unknown, to inherit the throne."
As soon as the man's voice fell, Leng Wushuang's throat was sealed with blood with just one strike of his sword.
All those who had opinions were silenced, and those who objected became the dead souls under Leng Wushuang's sword.
This kind of random killing method is simply unheard of. Even the most violent king in the Northern Desert, Tuoba Xiaohe, has never killed like this.
They stared at Leng Wushuang, fearing that they would die in Leng Wushuang's hands in the next moment.
"Do you have any other opinions?" Leng Wushuang asked in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"
After one person knelt down and shouted, others immediately followed suit and shouted: "Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"
"Very good. I have just ascended the throne and it is my father's mourning period. It is not appropriate to overdo it. I am specially offering amnesty to the world!"
Tuoba Xingye's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he knelt on the ground and asked, "Your Majesty, am I—am I included in the amnesty?"
Leng Wushuang said: "Brother Huang is naturally on the list."
"Great! I'm finally free! Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Tuoba Xingye doesn't care who is the emperor of Zhongzhou. It is true that he can be free!
Compared with Tuoba Xingye's excitement, no one in the Northern Desert could be happy. Not to mention that His Majesty Tuoba died without any explanation, it was clearly Leng Wushuang who led his army into their Northern Desert Imperial Palace. How could it happen in a blink of an eye? , Leng Wushuang became His Majesty Tuoba’s youngest son!
This is simply unbelievable!
They all felt that it was Leng Wushuang who killed His Majesty Tuoba, but they had no substantial evidence at all. Leng Wushuang proved in front of everyone that he was the little prince who had been lost for many years.
Leng Wushuang looked at the astonished people calmly, his heart as cold as frost, all this had just begun!
However, in the past three days, the entire Northern Desert had a new trend. All tribal leaders were abolished by Leng Wushuang. The previous noble hereditary and recommendation systems were all abolished by Leng Wushuang, and a new policy, the imperial examination system, was implemented.
And the first Enko will be opened next spring.
The people clapped their hands and applauded, but the nobles dared not speak out their anger at Leng Wushuang. The entire Leng family army had occupied the main fortress in the Northern Desert, and the Leng family army had not harmed the civilians in the Northern Desert.
Combined with Leng Wushuang's previous reputation, Beimo's opposition to Leng Wushuang gradually became smaller.
Liu Qingge looked at the anxious Leng Wushuang in front of him and said, "I didn't expect you to become the emperor more than me."
Hearing Liu Qingge's arrival, Leng Wushuang immediately put down the memorial in his hand and said, "Ge'er, why are you here?"
"If I don't come, how long will you keep it from me?"
