Chapter 142: The Ten Thousand Year Old Third

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Chang'an City.

In early spring, flowers bloomed in Chang'an, Wei Wei, and the warm southerly wind brought warmth to the ancient capital after a cold winter. A temporary high platform was built on Zhuque Street, the largest street in the city. On the platform, several young people with disheveled hair were kneeling, wearing prison uniforms and shackles. .

One of the haggard-looking young men looked up at the man on the high platform who looked somewhat similar to himself.

"Li Chongjun! You must die a happy death!"

Just after he cursed, his face suddenly hurt, and the soldier next to him hit him on the cheek with a wooden board.

The young man in the prince's attire on the high platform smiled and didn't care about the curse at all. He really liked watching the angry enemy who once scared him.

"Tomorrow I will hold a coronation ceremony. It's a pity that I can't invite all the royal brothers to watch it. I feel very sorry."

After Li Chongjun finished speaking, he shook his head and seemed really heartbroken.

The prince wanted to scold him again, but he was beaten so hard that he could not speak. The other imprisoned prince next to him spoke.

"Lao San, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the world for killing all the royal brothers?"

"Accusing? I'm afraid it's too late to flatter me, hahaha~"

The irrefutable reality is that the world will not miss the prince who has not even ascended the throne, but will use all his enthusiasm to welcome the new emperor to the throne. What's more, the chaos of a winter has already made the people tired, and they can't wait to calm down the chaos immediately. Tomorrow will definitely be A day full of excitement.

Li Chongjun was about to say more when a man wearing purple and black robes coughed.

After looking at the man with dissatisfaction, Li Chongjun ordered it to begin.

The executioner first recited the charges of several princes, and finally threw the command arrow. The executioner stepped forward, and there were guards holding down the struggling young princes. The ghost-headed sword rose and fell, and several heads fell to the ground...

Since the beginning of the chaos in Dongyue last year, many princes have been killed. Even the young princes in the palace have not been able to escape the fate of death. They have been poisoned or accidentally drowned.

In the spring, the fourth prince successfully defeated the few remaining contenders and beheaded them on Suzaku Street.

"Now...there is still one Lao Jiu in Huashan."

Everything that happened in Chang'an City spread throughout the Tang Dynasty, and the evildoers called it the Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir. Many of the powerful families in Chang'an were wiped out. Almost all the powerful families in Chang'an were wiped out, and only less than three-fourths of them remained. Except for those who fled early when they saw the situation was bad, almost more The young people all suffered disasters, and even the feudal princes from various places were also affected, and four princes were beheaded.

An auspicious day in early spring.

The fourth son of the emperor, Li Chongjun, held a coronation ceremony and granted amnesty to all the ministers in the world. However, this still could not stop the scholars from all over the world from criticizing the new emperor for killing all his brothers.

In fact, due to the previous chaos in the court and the fighting between princes, many vassal kings with real power appeared in various places. When the new emperor ascended the throne, he only sent a representative to randomly send some congratulatory gifts. The enthronement ceremony was very deserted. Even in the past, the new emperor's enthronement ceremony would be Chunyang Palace who came to congratulate did not show up either.

Li Chongjun was furious at Chunyang Palace's neglect and announced the cancellation of Chunyang Palace's title of Protector of the Country the next day.

Unexpectedly, the elders and disciples stationed in various places in Chunyang Palace returned to the mountain gate one after another. The loose cultivators from various sects without restraint started galloping like wild horses that had escaped the reins.

However, many bigwigs from wealthy families knew that the new emperor had made a big mistake...

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Huashan.

Chunyang Palace welcomed a royal messenger.

In the early spring, Huashan Mountain was still covered with snow, and Li Xiangling's personal maid hurried back to Qingxu Palace in a panic, falling down countless times with a bruised nose and face.

"Your Highness Princess... someone is coming from Chang'an..."

Li Xiangling, who was meditating, sighed, what should come will always come.

He got up and went out to the side hall in the backyard of Qingxu Palace, where his ninth brother Li Chongqian lived. After recovering, he caught up with the turmoil and stayed in Huashan, never expecting to survive.

Plum blossoms were in full bloom at the door of the backyard, and the fragrance made Li Xiangling feel much calmer.

"Ninth brother, let's go to Yuxu Palace to meet guests."

After a long time, the door creaked open from the inside, and Li Chongqian, whose eyes were bloodshot, walked out. His hair was a little messy, and he followed Li Xiangling to Yuxu Palace without saying a word. They had to meet no matter what, at least the two of them believed it. No one on Huashan Mountain dared to secretly assassinate.

A eunuch and dozens of guards came. They were very polite and polite. Li Xiangyan was not available. Chu Zhe was commanding the battle against the Demon Sect in Nanyuan City. Even Tianxing was patrolling various places and was not on the mountain. Therefore, he was not visible in Huashan. Li Xiangyan's three direct disciples, who were still in the dark, could only stand up to receive him.

How could the leader, a quasi-god who could transcend calamity and ascend at any time, have time to deal with such nonsense?

In the main hall, the old man chatted with the eunuch.

Not long after, Li Xiangling and her brother, who had put on palace clothes, walked in. Logically speaking, the eunuch should stand up and give way and salute, but the eunuch just smiled and nodded without saluting.

The third god is there and has no comment on what the eunuch is doing.

Li Xiangling stopped the angry Li Chongqian, neither happy nor angry, walked to the chair opposite and sat down.

"This old slave has met your two highnesses."

The old eunuch was still sitting on the chair. This kind of courtesy was extremely impolite. The third child looked at the eunuch and felt that this white-faced and beardless old guy was deliberately trying to make the brother and sister angry.

"Tell me, why did you come to Huashan?" Li Xiangling asked lightly.

The old eunuch was a little disappointed when Li Xiangling didn't get angry.

"On your Majesty's order, please invite your two highnesses to return to Chang'an. After all, this Huashan Mountain is the land of pure Yang Qingxiu. It is not good to be disturbed all year round. Your Majesty misses you two very much, and specially ordered two mansions to be built in Chang'an to wait for your two highnesses. "

"I'm afraid we didn't build two mausoleums!"

Li Chongqian gritted his teeth, Chang'an was in chaos, and all the concubines and concubines were imprisoned, including Li Chongqian's biological mother.

"You can't say that. This is His Majesty's decree. I hope your Highnesses will not resist it."

"Resist the decree? Ha, it's really scary."

Li Xiangling sneered.

After a pause, he decided not to waste time with the eunuch.

"No need to waste words, we won't go back, tell Li Chongjun not to think about using our mother to threaten us, and don't let me, a woman, look down on him."

"Seriously not going back?"

"Exactly."

"Well, I will tell your majesty what the princess said, and don't make things difficult for Chunyang Palace." The old eunuch raised his eyes and looked at the godly third child.

The third child was stunned for a moment, his emotions were so far away that he didn't pay attention to the conversation.

"It's not difficult to do, not difficult at all. Please don't worry, father-in-law."

"…………"

The old eunuch didn't know whether this man was deliberately taunting him or whether he didn't listen at all and just took advantage of the situation. Judging from his expression, it was most likely the second type.

Sudden!

The old eunuch suddenly jumped towards Li Chongqian! I don't know when a green-lighting sword appeared in my hand!

Li Xiangling's cultivation was too low to react at all. She almost watched the stabbing sword stabbing Li Chongqian, and her heart felt cold...

Seeing that Li Chongqian was about to die, suddenly, the eunuch who rushed towards him paused and stopped in front of Li Chongqian as if time had stopped. Lao San shook his head.

"You guys are too confident."

Two senior disciples walked in at the door, grabbed the frozen old eunuch and went out.

"Thank you so much, senior brother..."

"You're welcome."

The third child is still there, without any awareness of the third direct disciple.