Chapter 68 Everyone, may you bow your head for me (3)
Chapter 68 Everyone, please bow your head for me (3)
Author: Zeng Xumishan Xia Zang
Chapter 68 Everyone, please bow your head for me (3)
Bianzhou.
The Jiaolan Palace is magnificent, with towering walls and a large scale. The red walls, yellow tiles, and glazed tiles shine with crystal light, as bright as gems. The main hall towers into the clouds, with carved beams and painted buildings, and copper-cast gates reflecting the sunlight, which is extraordinary.
Po Meng raised her hand and used her inner strength to open the palace door of Jiao Lan Palace. Then she walked in tremblingly, holding the dragon coiling staff.
Zhu Wen was sitting high on the dragon chair on the imperial platform, looking at the figure who was tremblingly walking into the Jiao Lan Hall at this moment, feeling a little confused.
The man was dressed in black and purple clothes, with a stooped figure. He was leaning on a crutch in one hand, and there was a gourd hanging on the crutch. His head was full of white hair, and his face was full of wrinkles.
"Meng Po?" Zhu Wen was a little confused, but before he could react, he saw a figure suddenly appear in the hall like a ghost.
Zhu Wen took a closer look and saw that the man was wearing black robes, Xuanming Sect accessories, purple skin, two horns on his head, and his eyes were completely black with no whites.
Zhu Yougui!
I saw Zhu Yougui exerting his internal force with one hand, and the nails on his hands instantly became very long. He flashed, moving like a ghost on the Jiao Lan Palace. In just one breath, only Zhu Wen was left in the Jiao Lan Palace.
, Zhu Yougui and his son, and four living persons, Meng Po and Zhang Zhenniang.
Jiao Lan Hall, which was a place of peaceful singing and dancing just now, suddenly turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Zhu Yougui, what do you mean?" Zhu Wen slapped the golden cup on the imperial case, stood up, became furious, and looked at Zhu Yougui in front of him and asked.
"Your Majesty, the Second Highness intends to rebel and kill Emperor Hades, and I have executed him." At this moment, Po Meng, who was holding a coiling dragon staff, opened her mouth to give Zhu Wen a stabbing blow.
"Youwen! My son!" Hearing these words, Zhu Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a heartbreaking pain welling up in his heart, and he collapsed weakly on the dragon chair.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Yougui's face remained calm, but his resentment and murderous intent deepened in his heart.
While Zhu Wen was thinking, several guards who were still loyal to Zhu Wen jumped down from the rafters.
Zhu Yougui obviously had no intention of leaving him alive. He moved around and in a moment, he had already reached Zhu Wen.
At this moment, Zhu Wen didn't see clearly what his son had done.
"You, what did you do?" With a premonition that his death was coming, Zhu Wen was very frightened and tried to move his body farther away from Zhu Yougui, but his huge body could not move much space.
As soon as Zhu Wen finished speaking, he saw several guards who had stood up before fell to the ground and died.
Zhu Wen was shocked again when he saw this.
"I heard that my father wanted to take advantage of my absence in the capital to make my second brother Youwen the crown prince?" Zhu Yougui stood on the armrest of the imperial platform, looked up at Zhu Wen, and said with a cold smile.
"No, no, son, who did you listen to?" Zhu Wen, who noticed that Zhu Yougui had murderous intentions, decided to say nice things first and calm him down.
"I also heard that my father sent Po Meng to contact Yang Yan, and Yang Miao wanted to kill me?" Zhu Yougui looked at Zhu Wen in front of him and continued to question.
"No, no, son, who did you listen to?" Zhu Wen looked at Zhu Yougui in front of him, denying what he had done with a look of horror on his face.
"My concubine said that." At this moment, Zhang Zhenniang, who had been hugged by him, stood up.
"Bitch!" Zhu Wen looked at Zhang Zhenniang who got up and walked towards Zhu Yougui and cursed.
"My concubine is Yougui's wife, and the husband is the wife's guide.
Your Highness, I have endured humiliation and heavy burdens for many years, and today, I can finally..." Zhang Zhenniang, who was wearing revealing clothes and with a good figure, walked to Zhu Yougui and was about to bow her head and kneel down when her head was turned 180 times by a slap from Zhu Yougui.
Spend.
"How dare you, a bitch like you, dream about your mother's honors in the world!" Zhu Yougui sneered disdainfully and continued: "From the first day you were with him, you are no longer my Zhu Yougui's woman."
"Ah!?" Zhu Wen was shocked again when he saw this, but at this moment, his bloated figure gave him no place to hide.
"Father, you have neglected the government for many years and indulged in wine and sex. If you continue to rule this country, it will be destroyed sooner or later." Zhu Yougui jumped on Zhu Wen's imperial case and looked at his own in front of him.
The biological father said in a cold and stiff tone.
"Wait a minute, son, don't you just want to be the emperor? I will issue an order to make you the prince. No, my father will give you the throne.
You can't imitate Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty and kill his father!" Zhu Wen looked at Zhu Yougui in front of him and advised him.
Zhu Wen panicked as he saw one life after another in Jiao Lan Palace being taken away.
The murderous intent in Zhu Yougui's eyes became more and more fierce, and the murderous intent in his body became heavier and heavier. Zhu Wen said he was the emperor of Daliang, but in fact he was not very good at martial arts. In addition, his body was drained by wine and sex. Facing Zhu Yougui's body,
The momentum was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.
Since the previous one doesn't work, we have to find another way. Once Zhu Yougui kills his father and has no successor, his throne may not be stable. Let's not talk about what will happen to the veterans in the court. At this moment
Zhu Youzhen and Wang Yanzhang, who led 70,000 troops to capture Luzhou, are currently stationed in the river, and Zhu Youqian, who has 50,000 troops, will definitely not obey him.
Due to emotions and reasons, Zhu Wen felt that giving up the throne and finding a way out for himself would be a sure profit for Zhu Yougui.
"Father, don't worry. I don't want to be Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty, and I can't bear the crime of parricide." Zhu Yougui looked at Zhu Wen in front of him and said with a mocking smile.
"Let me tell my father some news. Li Xingyun, a remnant of the previous dynasty, has arrived in Bianzhou now. My son has sent people to summon them to the palace for an audience. Well...
In the name of my father." Zhu Yougui looked at Zhu Wen in front of him. He failed to kill Zhu Youwen with his own hands once in front of him. Zhu Yougui felt that killing was not heartbreaking enough.
"What? You, how could you..." Zhu Wen was shocked when he heard this. He looked at Zhu Yougui in front of him, pointed at him and said tremblingly.
"Father, how can you be so stupid, knowing that Li Xingyun is a remnant of the previous dynasty, yet you still welcome him into the palace." Zhu Yougui looked at Zhu Wen in front of him and said with a cheerful smile.
"Everyone in the world knows that my father killed Li Xingyun's family and took away everything that should have belonged to him. From his father Li Ye to all his brothers, they all died in the hands of my father. He hates our Zhu family.
I hate it to death.
When his father summoned him to the Jiao Lan Palace, didn't this give him the opportunity to sacrifice his life... for assassination?" Zhu Yougui paced on the imperial case, and while pacing, he said to his father, who was condescending to him.
"You, you..." Zhu Wen now understood what Zhu Yougui was going to do, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
At the same time, Zhu Wen also understood that there was definitely no way for him to survive today.