Chapter 135: Big Brother, Are You Going to Mutiny to Seize the Throne?! 2
Fengmantian’s voice is arrogant and violent
The strange thing is that, except for a few soldiers inside the house, the soldiers he imagined rushing in did not appear.
"what happened?!?!"
He looked at the deputy general next to him angrily
There was a rapid sound of footsteps, and immediately after, a group of people rushed into the hall.
With the saber in his hand pointed at Feng Mantian and all his men, the young general at the head ran directly to the well mirror and stopped.
"Report to the general, the Black Hawk Regiment has controlled the situation outside the palace, and all the interrogation troops are under our control!"
"good!"
Jing Jing glanced contemptuously at Feng Mantian, whose face quickly turned pale, and then turned to Feng Manxiu respectfully.
"How to deal with the judge's army, please give me the prince's order!"
Feng Manxiu nodded to him lightly.
"Take Feng Mantian and all his followers to a stone prison and temporarily imprison him. If any of his soldiers and horses repent, they can be included in your Black Eagle Regiment. Anyone who refuses to change will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
Jing Jing agreed and waved to the deputy general beside him. The deputy general led a group of men and escorted Feng Mantian out.
Things changed dramatically like this
Taking a deep breath, Feng Manxiu's gaze slowly passed through the eyes of everyone present.
Finally, he stopped on the face of the fourth prince Feng Manlou
"Now, is there anyone questioning my identity as the crown prince?!"
"What did you say, sixth brother? Since you are the candidate chosen by my father, I and all the ministers will fully support you!"
Feng Manlou raised his lips and smiled against his will, while looking sideways at the ministers
"Everyone says, right?"
Half of the courtiers were his admirers. When he opened his mouth, they immediately agreed.
"We will do our best to assist the prince!"
"Dedicate yourself to the Proud Dragon Kingdom!"
…
Feng Manxiu raised his palms to signal everyone to shut up.
"Okay, everyone, please exit. I want to stay alone with my father for a while!"
Everyone respectfully left the room, and the soldiers carried away the dead bodies in the hall.
Murong Wushuang was about to leave, but Feng Manxiu directly raised his hand and held her hand.