Everyone once again witnessed Zhao Huan's authority that could not be challenged, and even the guards in front of the palace were in awe.
The hearts of the remaining Zhu family members were already in their throats. They once thought that they were superior to Zhao Huan, but Zhao Huan used actual actions to prove that the so-called superiority was all an unrealistic delusion of the Zhu family.
Zheng Qingyun's palms were already sweating nervously: "Sister...does the prince really want to do it himself?"
Zhu Lian's eyes were moved and showed a little melancholy. How could she be willing to see the Zhu family bleeding like a river unless she had no choice but to do so?
"He is the prince."
After hearing Zhu Lian's concise and powerful answer, Zheng Qingyun realized that not even Daluo Jinxian could save Zhu Boping today.
Chen Yushu, who stood aside and witnessed the entire incident, was so shocked that she could not speak. She felt that her outlook on life had been completely subverted.
"Oh my god, the prince actually killed the new head of the Zhu family for a maidservant. It's simply unbelievable."
Ever since she decided to enter Prince Ding's Mansion, work as a slave, and repay the ten taels of silver she owed the Liu family, Chen Yushu had been mentally prepared to be a cow or a horse.
After all, there are many rules in the royal palace. As a girl from a poor family, her future life may not be easy, but the result is exactly the opposite.
As long as you are a member of Prince Ding's palace, even if you are just a maid, you will be protected by Prince Ding sparing no effort.
For a common girl who had a bastard father and suffered a lot of misfortunes since childhood, she undoubtedly found a solid support.
Chen Yushu couldn't help but feel excited. The look in Zhao Huan's eyes was no longer fearful, but gradually became heated.
At this time, the last line of defense in Zhu Boping's heart completely collapsed.
Seeing Zhao Huan walking straight towards him with steady steps, Zhu Boping began to retreat uncontrollably, and his face became increasingly pale.
"Zhao...Zhao Huan, you are a madman!"
"With such indiscriminate killing, aren't you afraid of being infamed for all eternity?"
"You are the prince, how can you be like a reckless person and treat human life like a piece of grass?"
Zhao Huan's eyes were unwavering, and his voice was firm and powerful: "As long as we can wipe out the filth of the Song Dynasty, what does it matter if we are burdened with eternal infamy?"
"Good people are bullied by others, and good horses are ridden by others. The Song Dynasty was too weak, so it was coveted and humiliated everywhere."
"If even I, the prince, cannot dominate the world, how can I have imperial power? How can I have national power? What future does the Song Dynasty have?"
"If I can't control you demons and evil spirits, how can I control the foreign barbarians!"
Zhao Huan's loud voice echoed in the Zhu family courtyard, making everyone blush.
The Song Dynasty is in today's predicament because of endless internal friction.
What Zhao Huan had to do was to bring order out of chaos and restore the power of the Song Dynasty.
The fierce murderous intention emanating from Zhao Huan's body caused Zhu Boping's mentality to undergo earth-shaking changes.
If he could exchange one life for another and take Zhao Huan to be buried with him, Zhu Boping felt that even his death would be worth it.
But now he desperately found that his old life was not worth mentioning to Zhao Huan.
Not to mention dying together with Zhao Huan, without the support of local prominent families and fellow clan members, his behavior today is not "a wise man rises to power" but... seeking power and usurping the throne!
Even if Zhao Huan really killed him, it would only be to clear the door for the Zhu family.
Zhu Boping cannot die, otherwise his lineage will completely collapse, and all his descendants will never be able to stand up again.
He could only place his last hope on Zhu Bocai.
"Brother, do you really want to watch me die here?"
"We are cousins, and I am the last relative you have left."
Seeing Zhu Boping's pleading look, Zhu Bocai became more determined to repair the relationship with Prince Ding's Mansion.
After all, Zhao Huan immediately caught this ambitious bastard as soon as he took action. The future of the Zhu family lies in Zhao Huan!
"snort!"
Zhu Bocai flicked his sleeves without any mercy in his eyes.
"Thank you for remembering that we are cousins. As elders, yet you encourage the Zhu family members to do such a thing that forgets their ancestors. Do you still have the nerve to beg for mercy?"
"If King Ding hadn't been here to take charge of the overall situation today, wouldn't my family have all been trampled under your feet and humiliated to death?"
"When you ordered Xiaochai to be killed, why didn't you think it would end like this?"
Zhu Boping knew that it was no longer realistic to get forgiveness from his elder brother. He quickly turned to look at Zhu Lian and said in a panic: "Zhu Lian, as long as you are willing, I will buy you as many maids as you want."
"Is ten enough? Twenty is fine too!"
Hearing this, Zhu Lian's face instantly turned cold to the extreme, and she didn't even bother to look at Zhu Boping.
"No one can replace Xiaochai."
"Zhu Boping, you don't have to waste your efforts anymore. Killing Xiaochai is like inserting a knife into my heart. After all, you are not doing it to indirectly hurt me? How can the prince spare you!"
When Zhu Peng saw this, in order to show his loyalty in front of Zhao Huan, he directly pointed at Zhu Boping and yelled at him.
"Aren't you afraid of life and death? Why are you so scared when you face Prince Ding? Damn you!"
He glanced at the clan members present and asked loudly: "Who just supported Zhu Boping to seize power and become the new head of the family? Come on, stand up!"
The people of the same clan present were so frightened that they were covered in cold sweat and dared not say a word.
What's more, he took a step forward and quickly changed his words: "Zhu Boping usurped the position of the head of the family and was treasonous. Thank you King Ding for cleaning up the Zhu family!"
The rest of the tribe also reacted, kneeling down on one knee, clasping their fists in salute, and shouting in unison.
"Zhu Boping seized power and usurped the throne, forgot his ancestors, and disrespected Queen Qincheng. Death is not a pity!"
"The Zhu family thanks King Ding for helping to eliminate this harm for the Zhu family!"
"We will all testify together that what happened today is a household matter of the Zhu family and has nothing to do with outsiders."
Housework...
Zhu Boping collapsed on the ground with a thud, his eyes glazed over. Under the testimony of his tribe, there was no essential difference between Zhao Huan's killing of Zhu Boping and Zhu Boping's killing of Xiaochai.
If the Zhu family does not pursue the matter, not even His Majesty will be able to interfere.
Zhu Boping was completely desperate. Looking at Zhao Huan who was condescending and contemptuous of him, his heart was finally filled with fear.
Sure enough, he was not qualified to fight Zhao Huan at all...
Zhao Huan did not hesitate, slowly raised the knife in his hand, and suddenly raised his command.
In an instant, the entire Zhu family courtyard fell silent. Zhu Boping's blood spilled on the stone steps and he died on the spot.
Bada...
Zhao Huan threw the knife on the ground casually, without even glancing at Zhu Boping, as if killing this old nobleman was no different from killing a chicken.
All the dignitaries present held their breaths and did not dare to breathe.
Liu Hehai was the first to react and bowed his hands: "Your Majesty cleaned up the house of the Zhu family. This is a great act of justice. I admire you very much!"