Pan Yulong had quick hands and quick eyes. He pulled out the dagger from his boot, rushed in front of Emperor Yong Zhao, cut his throat, and blood spurted out on his face. Without realizing it, Pan Yulong dragged Emperor Yong Zhao to the ground and kicked him one by one.

The head was cut off.

This scene shocked Qi Junchun and looked at Pan Yulong in disbelief.

Pan Yulong, who was holding the head and covered in blood, turned around and smiled at Qi Junchun. That smile frightened Qi Junchun so much that his back went numb, and he always felt that he had made a mistake.

"Father-in-law, I killed the person, and the credit belongs to you, right?" Pan Yulong walked forward and raised the head in his hand: "However, it's wrong if you want me to be the scapegoat. After all, we are still a family.

Well, even if you are pardoned by the new emperor, you cannot keep the military power of the Qi family. It is better to let me gain the power of serving the dragon and still protect you."

Qi Junchun looked stern and said: "What are you talking about?"

"My second brother is a pioneer officer in the Qi family army, and my eldest sister is the favorite disciple of Cui Zhiniang in the Fengling army. You said, if I go to tell the new emperor that this is the loyalty of our Pan family, I will sneak in

Will the new emperor believe this person?" Pan Yulong raised his hand and wiped the blood on his face: "And I have my head in my hand, so I will not die.

I am your son-in-law, half of your son. You and Yu Yao will be safe, and it won’t be difficult for me to find an official position in the army, right? Your grand plans and great achievements may not be successful by then.

If it were you, I showed no mercy to the Qi family back then, and Qi Xuan would never show mercy to you. In the end, it was all in vain."

Qi Junchun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Did I underestimate you?"

"You have never thought highly of me, but what does that mean? After all, I married a noble girl, and she will definitely give birth tonight." Pan Yulong said with a smile: "If I were you, I would go back to my house and have a look.

, is this baby a boy?"

Qi Junchun knew it was over. Pan Yulong had been talking for so long, but no escort came in. Even his own people didn't show up. If he didn't agree to Pan Yulong, he might not have the chance to go out. When exactly did Pan Yulong

Did you do so many things?

With this thought in mind, he rolled up his sleeves and left.

Pan Yulong looked at Qi Junchun's back and smiled coldly. He had not been in the capital for a long time, and he could see clearly that there were too few people in the capital who didn't hate Qi Junchun. After all, the prestige of Zhen Guohou was there.

Those who have died are all sinners, and Qi Junchun is the first to bear the brunt.

Carrying the head, Pan Yulong jumped onto his horse from the palace, started galloping from the north gate, and shouted: "Emperor Yongzhao is dead! My sons of Dasheng Kingdom, the world is at peace! What a slap in the face?!"

This sentence shattered the last remaining confidence of the soldiers guarding the imperial city. They put down their weapons and opened the city gate to welcome His Highness Bao and the three kings into the city.

In the outer city of the imperial city, the people fell to their knees one after another crying for Lord Qi.

In the inner city of the imperial city, every household, including civil and military officials, brought out various foods and drinks and placed them on the roadside to welcome the Qi family's army into the city.

Zhao Fengye was escorted by Qi Xuan as he came to the inner city. Seeing these scenes, he finally realized that the Qi family was popular among the people.

Lin Chengzhong led the military officials to greet him.

Wu Shouye brought the official department to greet him.

Qu Jing brought the officials of the Ministry of Rites to welcome him.

…

Zhao Fengye looked at these civil and military officials and looked at Qi Xuan with some fear.

Qixuan whispered: "Let these people go to the Jinluan Palace."

"Yeah." Zhao Fengye nodded.

Qi Xuan raised his voice: "His Royal Highness has spoken, and the Jinluan Palace summons all civil and military officials to come and see you!"

Voices calling for a thousand years, a thousand years, come and go.

Qi Xuan rode his horse to escort Zhao Fengye to the palace.

At this time, the harem was in chaos. Qi Jiajun had no time to deal with those in the harem, but no one was allowed to approach the Jinluan Palace. Zhao Fengye walked in the front, Cui Hongen, Qi Xuan, Zhong Xize and the three kings followed behind, and then followed

All civil and military officials came in a hurry.

Zhao Fengye looked at the dragon chair in front of him, and wanted to turn around and run away, go back to Qingniu County, and go into the mountains to find his sister. He didn't want to stay in this place where people eat people without spitting out their bones, let alone sit on that too big chair.

, so scared.

Qi Xuan saw that Zhao Fengye hesitated and frowned slightly.

Cui Hongen gave Qi Xuan a wink, which meant that there was no need to remind him aloud. At this point, he had to hide his strength and bide his time. Who knew whether he would be the second Emperor Yongzhao?

Zhao Fengye slowly walked up the steps, turned around and sat on the dragon chair. In the brightly lit hall, all the civil and military officials fell to their knees, including General Cui.

Zhao Fengye didn't dare to speak, because he was afraid that his heart would jump out of his mouth if he opened his mouth.

He is probably the fastest person in all dynasties to achieve great success.

Who could have imagined that he almost died of illness on the streets of Qingniu County?

Who would have imagined that my mother would take my sister to be a concubine for an old rich man!

If the family can share weal and woe, my mother will become the Queen Mother.

Things in this world are so ridiculous!

Zhao Fengye took a deep breath as his mind turned over and over again: "I am young, and it is a shame for the Zhao family to sit here. Emperor Yongzhao is stupid and ignorant, bringing shame to his ancestors, and his body is not allowed to be buried in the wilderness!

"

The elegant sparrow heard the sound above the main hall.

"Every official performs his duties, appeases the common people, and is exempted from corvee and taxation for five years to rest and recuperate." Zhao Fengye paused for a moment: "Master Lin, the Minister of the Ministry of War, counted the soldiers and discussed the rewards for their merits. The two armies faced each other as enemies, but both

He is a son of our Dasheng Kingdom. Those who are willing to disarm and return to their fields can leave. Those who are willing to continue to serve the court will stay. Ordinary soldiers will not be held accountable."

Cui Hongen raised the corners of his lips slightly. It was very good. He was able to control it like this at such a young age. It was very rare.

"Qi Family Army, Cui Family Army Theory\/Rewards for merit." Zhao Fengye looked at the three kings.

Zhao Run was the first to stand up: "Your Highness, will you choose a day to ascend the throne?"

"After taking the throne, I am willing to lead my troops to leave the capital and continue to return to the fiefdom to guard the border." Zhao Ding said.

Zhao Gao pondered for a moment: "Your Highness, I am old. Please recruit more capable people to guard the border, so that I can return to the capital to be raised."

Zhao Run and Zhao Ding almost lost their temper. Good guy, you handed over the military power without discussing it in advance?

"Both are from the Zhao family." Zhao Fengye paused for a moment and uttered one word: "Accurate!"

As for whom this word is meant for and who it is meant to hit, everyone understands it tacitly.

The Ministry of Rites had to arrange the new emperor's enthronement, and he was too tired all night. Zhao Fengye asked the ministers to retreat and led the people to the harem.

That night, all the concubines in the harem disappeared, and no one knew their whereabouts.

Zhao Fengye stood in the empty harem and tilted his head: "Brother Qi, I want to bring my sister into the palace, is it possible?"

"Huh?" Qi Xuan looked at Zhao Fengye. If he wasn't only nine years old, Qi Xuan would have wanted to draw his sword. Does anyone want to miss the person he cares about most?

Zhao Fengye lowered his eyes: "She must be very happy."
Chapter completed!