After all, the old king was the legitimate son of the late emperor. He had the power of his biological mother, his maternal family, and his wife's clan. Even if he lost to Emperor Pingjin and became too angry and his blood vessels disappeared, he still left something for his son Fu Hui.

The most important of these is the private army.

Xiao Rao's "saucy" operation allowed 9527 to throw shit all over Fu Hui, which indeed shaken the weaker ones in his power - such as the civil servants who supported the direct leader and some fence-sitters, but the military generals and private troops in his hands

But they remain as firm as ever.

The reason why Emperor Pingjin allowed Fu Hui to cause trouble at the 'mother queen's wedding banquet was to attract these private troops.

He wants to help the 'Queen Mother' clear future obstacles.

After all, if an heir wants to recognize his adoptive mother and let her adoptive mother hang the curtain, it is quite a breakthrough. This requires strong power to do so. Therefore, Emperor Pingjin wants to help the 'empress' get rid of those who threaten her.

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As the saying goes: The literati rebellion will not take place for three years. Those gibbering ministers in the court are of no great use except to 'force' and 'hit the wall'.

Only the army is in danger of blood.

Fu Hui must die.

Emperor Pingjin sat firmly in the dragon chair, looking down at the chaos below. Guards dressed in armor and holding sharp swords rushed in, rushed into the crowd, and controlled the civil and military officials.

The military generals drew their swords to resist, while the civil servants either yelled and scolded, or squatted down with their heads in their hands, or even nodded and bowed...

The palace maids and eunuchs screamed loudly and ran around like sheep caught in a pack of wolves, making the whole scene even more chaotic.

All these caught the eyes of Emperor Pingjin.

He did not say anything, and gave a slight wink to the men dressed as leaders among the guards. The leaders understood, and led their men to separate the palace maids and eunuchs, and went straight to the gathering place of the Fushi clan.

Their targets were three people.

King Zhao, King Xuan, King Xiang.

Emperor Pingjin had only three sons who had been in business for more than ten years and were powerful.

These three people are also threats to the 'Mother Queen'. Emperor Pingjin is going to use Fu Hui's hand to kill them...

"What do you want, you treacherous ministers and traitors? Fu Hui is going against the grain, and there will be no good results. It's still too late for you to repent!" King Xiang looked at the menacing guards who rushed in front of him, and he kicked over the table.

He shouted violently, trying to explain the truth and persuade the guards to surrender.

As a result, I haven't finished speaking yet.

The leader of the guards swept across with his broadsword.

King Xiang Douda's head soared into the air, and blood dripped out.

"Ahhhhh!"

King Xuan screamed and turned around to run away while holding King Xiang's head. The guard's sword followed closely and passed through his back. His eyes widened and he let out strange screams before turning over and falling to the ground.

Two kings lay dead.

King Zhao was a military commander, so he looked more brave. He leaned over, picked up the table and waved it, and started fighting with the guards. The fight was inextricable, and the winner could not be determined for a while, but...

There is only one King Zhao, but there are many guards.

Who will play one-on-one with him?

People fight in groups.

Many guards rushed forward, but King Zhao was unable to fight with his four fists and fell to the ground.

On the high platform, Emperor Pingjin watched the execution of the three kings, with a somewhat satisfied look on his old face. He smiled faintly, turned his eyes to Fu Hui, and said: "Empress, the excitement is coming, just look at him..."

"What?" Xiao Rao whispered, turning his head to look.

Next, the blood of the three kings filled the hall, and the screams and cries of their family members reached Fu Hui's ears. His eyes were red with excitement, he kicked over the table, held the sword in his own hand, strode forward, and raised the tip of the sword.

Directly pointing at Emperor Pingjin and others, "Foolish king, witch, you are taking your lives!"

He shouted and rushed forward.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Xiao Shiyun screamed excitedly, with greedy desire and murderous intent in her eyes. The king, the prince rebelled? She can finally be the queen. Oh my God, yes, yes, that's it, that's how it should be. She is born noble, that's it.

Who is Xiao Rao who should be the queen? She is destined to be the mud under her feet, so she should kneel down before her and look up to her forever.

She is the queen!

She is the mother of the country!

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, kill Emperor Pingjin, kill him, and the world will belong to us!

Xiao Shiyun gasped violently, her eyes were red, and her face was trembling uncontrollably. She stared at Fu Hui, watching him rush to the high platform, watching him raise his sword, and was about to stab Fu Zhai to death and Pingjin.

emperor!

"Okay, okay, uh..."

She shouted excitedly, but only halfway through her shouting, she suddenly saw Fu Hui's body stiffen, and the arm holding the sword high slowly lowered. His eyes were bulging, his Adam's apple rolled, and his face was as pale as paper.

His lips trembled twice, as if he had been hit by something huge. He suddenly bent down, covered his chest and abdomen with his hands, and opened his mouth!

"Wow." A mouthful of blood spurted out from his back, and then it was out of control.

Black blood rushed out like a fountain along Fu Hui's throat. He staggered to his knees, his whole body twitching unwillingly.

For a moment, he stopped moving.

【Oh, it’s poisonous!】

9527 floated to his side and carefully poked Fu Hui's body a few times with her little feet, [Sister Rao, she's dead!]

【It was Fuhui who died, not me!】

Xiao Rao pursed his lips and said angrily. After a moment, he couldn't help but smile, "Oh, how should I put it? He died so wronged and useless. He probably couldn't close his eyes."

[Inexplicably, he was poisoned to death by his own wife. 】

[Is this a way for Hidero to vent his anger on my behalf? It’s quite condescending.]

【Haha, my son is so naughty.】

Her smile was full of endearment.

9527:【……】

Don't look away from jealousy.

"This, this, this..."

Protecting Xiao Rao and Emperor Pingjin, Fu Zhai, who was originally preparing to fight Fu Hui desperately to delay, tilted his head. He was dumbfounded and looked at Fu Hui's body with a look of disbelief on his face, "What is this?"

Died suddenly on the spot?

Fu Hui, isn't it bad for his health? He was so excited that he burst his blood vessels and died? No, if he was so weak, what kind of rebellion would he cause? Isn't it bad to cultivate his body?

Fuzhai was really confused.

Xiao Shiyun really couldn't believe it. One moment, the queen's position was right in front of her eyes, and the next second, she became a widow. This, this contrast was so different that she couldn't accept it at all, "Your Majesty, you,

Wake up? What's going on? Oh my God, Your Majesty..."

She screamed miserably, rushed to the high platform, knelt beside Fu Hui's body, and shook him desperately.

In the hall, a group of private soldiers who had really followed the rebellion couldn't help but stop their movements and looked at each other.

Well!

Halfway through the rebellion, the prince died! Moreover, he didn’t even have an heir, so they couldn’t even try to support the young master. What should they do?

The private soldiers were confused.

Upon seeing this, Emperor Pingjin stood up slowly and looked down at the hall and everyone. He said calmly and deeply, "The traitor Fu Hui has been rebellious and has been punished by heaven. You should have been severely punished for being thieves, but God has the virtue of a good life.
Chapter completed!