Age Jucheng.

Up and down the platform, Hu Benlang, Xiyuan Guard, and the dead soldiers of He Mansion fought in chaos.

In the Age, all officials held hands and formed a wall of human beings. The new emperor (Horse Marquis of Hefei) was protected layer by layer. The officials of the periphery were constantly hit by arrows, but were held tightly by their colleagues on the left and right and stood firm.

At a critical moment, the sound of hooves was like thunder.

But when he saw a general, he rushed into the city.

A long sword pointed to it, and an arrow shot behind him.

Like dark clouds rising against the back, they are crowded together again.

There are thorns everywhere, and there are crowds of people, and they are empty.

The dead soldiers of He's house, thousands of arrows penetrated their bodies, and there was no living person anymore.

"Under the command of the general of the Han Dynasty, the former military captain Guan Yu is here, and those who surrender are exempted from death!"

The green dragon and the moon are cut off the steel and shattered the corpse all over the ground.

Heavy armored soldiers shattered layer by layer, and blood flowed into a river.

Chi Tu stepped on the corpse and his horse was not slowing down at all. He rushed in front of the spear and jumped hard. The sword flashed and his head broke into the sky.

"We are willing to surrender!" The remaining soldiers were brave.

"We are willing to surrender!" Crying sounds spread everywhere inside and outside the cabinet.

He climbed out of the pile of arrow feathers and corpses with difficulty. Seeing that the defeat was settled, Zhao Zhong took advantage of the chaos to escape. He covered his blood and took a shortcut to Yongle Palace. He rushed to meet with Zhang Rang and others.

The general stepped on the stairs. He looked up suddenly, but saw Zhang Rang's hair disheveled, and his soul was lost. He was like a walking corpse, or a puppet carrying a string. He moved down the stairs in a daze.

Zhao Zhong's heart sank and quickly walked forward: "Is it done?"

After asking several questions, Zhang Rang finally recovered from his senses. He said, "The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and the things hurt their species." Seeing that it was Zhao Zhong, Zhang Rang's soul was slightly restored: "If things fail, the heaven will die."

When Zhao Zhong heard the sound, his eyes turned black and his feet were unstable. He was about to fall on the platform on his back, but fortunately, Zhang Rang caught him and asked, "Where is Your Majesty?"

Zhao Zhong smiled and replied: "When a person is in Age Jucheng, he has a slight injury and his life is not hindered. What about Empress Dowager Dong?"

"I dare not act rashly." Zhang Rang burst into tears: "Let's go to His Majesty to lead the death and beg for the whole family to live."

"What are you afraid of when the three tribes of Yi are serious crimes!" Zhao Zhong said with great tribute.

"This matter is so big. It's true, so I can't say it!" Zhang Rang howled to the sky, feeling extremely aggrieved.

If you can make the arrogant father Zhang, you will be like a child crying at night and crying, it will be a big deal. Zhao Zhong suddenly held his breath and struggled for a long time. He only called out a sigh: "In this way, you and I will wait, and the heads will fall to the ground."

Seeing Zhang Rang still crying, Zhao Zhong helped him and sat on the steps.

After a while, when Zhang Rang's crying stopped, Zhao Zhong then asked softly: "Shi Zhang, what are you afraid of?"

"Empress Dowager Yongle is the noble son and mother." The two of them were waiting for death, so Zhang Rang didn't need to hide it.

"Who is his father?" After thinking about it, Zhao Zhong couldn't help asking.

"Ji King Liu Bei." Zhang Rang couldn't help but sigh.

This statement is like a bolt from the blue. I thought that Queen Mother Yongle was humiliated when drunk. Unexpectedly, King Ji Liu Bei came out. No wonder Zhang Rang was afraid of the rat. If he killed Emperor Dong and his son, King Ji would not avenge the deep revenge of the sea of ​​blood. When the king was angry, blood flowed. At that time, not to mention the ten regular servants, all the families were small. Even the 100,000 yellow gates in the capital were slaughtered, and the chickens and dogs were left behind.

There is no official in Ji Palace, and everyone in the world knows it.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhong suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "There is a fraud here."

"What's the deception?" Zhang Rang was puzzled.

"At that time, King Ji was infected with the poison of being cautious, and the room was not good, and he had nowhere to come out for several years." Zhao Zhong said intimidly: "How could he have a son with Empress Dowager Dong?"

"Hiss--" How could Zhang Rang not wake up?

At that time, King Ji entered the palace to attend a banquet and was cautious in his body. Although he was lucky enough to die, the remaining poison had not been exhausted. Even for several years, his life was interrupted. Although there were many wives and concubines, he had no grains to be collected. It was estimated that the birth date of Queen Mother Yongle and his evil son was poisoned. It was consistent with King Ji. At this time, King Ji was like a heavenly servant: "If you have energy but not blood, your lips and mouth are not honored."

Let me ask. How can I have sex with a woman and give birth to a child?

After the yang energy is unobstructed, it has been several years later. Dong Hou has already been born!

"Yongle, a slut!" Zhang Rang was furious.

Just as I was about to raise my sword and kill me, my hooves were heard everywhere.

Reinforcements have arrived.

The eyes were facing each other, and they wanted to cry without tears.

If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong had no choice but to beg for surrender. They only regretted that they failed.

The Palace of the Emperor Ying Temple.

I heard that King Ji asked for a meeting. Emperor Dong met in front of the palace.

King Ji first submitted a notice to Shi Hou, and then submitted a handwritten letter to Hefei Hou.

Now that things have come to this point, Emperor Dong has no way to hide it, but sheds tears.

King Ji asked softly: "Who is his father?"

When Emperor Dong heard this, he cried even harder. However, he seemed to have many concerns and did not want to mention it.

"I heard that Guandong is spread, and it was a good craftsman in Yongxiang. "The King of Ji said, "However, the corpse of Tang Qi was buried by Shi Huan. This man and the heavenly officials stole the copper accumulated by Yongle, how could they steal the Taihuang Zhenzhen? It has come to this point, why didn't the Taihuang say it clearly?"

"Your Majesty, don't ask." Emperor Dong kept silent, and did nothing.

After all, he is a minister and is humble and does not seek respect. Emperor Dong is unwilling to speak. King Ji cannot force him too much. If he harms Emperor Dong, he will seek short-sightedness. The crime is no big deal.

However, if Hou Dong was convinced, he would not have left the Han Dynasty. Even if King Ji was willing to protect himself, his army would be named Wuming.

When I saw King Ji, I was speechless.

Emperor Dong endured his grief and cried and said, "The king was born and the Han Dynasty was full of three prosperity. This matter is so great that it cannot be lost."

"Taihuang, take care of it." King Ji left.

Zhendu Palace, Chengguang Hall.

All the officials have already lined up in line. However, the "Son of Heaven" has been slow to leave.

Among the three officials, Cao Sikong stood up and stood up. All officials whispered.

Dong Hou is indispensable to receiving the ritual of Zen.

Just imagine. The crimes of the two Dongs are still uncertain. The life and death of the Dong family are uncertain. Hou Dong is not willing to submit to him easily. Compared to Cao's worry, Sikong has no way to end. Among all the officials, there are still loyal and kind-hearted people watching coldly.

There was a moment. The Emperor Zhendu had neat ceremonial guards and bright clothes, and his crown was on the court.

Cao Sikong led all officials to bow and bow, and the courtesy was as usual.

After Hou Dong sat down, all officials were in their seats.

Huangmen ordered Zuo Feng to pronounce the "Edict of Abdication" on behalf of the emperor.

At this moment, Chengguang Partial Palace.

The ceremonial guard of Shi Hou had already taken office. Just after the Huangmen Order was announced, the edict was moved to the main hall and ascended the throne of the Nine Five. However, he was anxious and the edict was lengthy.

Shi Hou was anxious and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

At this moment, a thought suddenly arose: "Mrs. Shi, where is it?"

Then a confidant replied, "It's unknown."

The uneasiness flashed through my heart. Shi Hou, after a brief recollection, he realized it. It must be heard that he would examine the two directors at night. For fear of any mistakes, Madam Shi sneaked into the imperial prison to spy on it.

Thinking about it again, today's ceremony, Mrs. Shi, although she is a mother-in-law, is not suitable for showing up in public.

Shi Hou, I feel at ease. I waited for the edict to be announced.

He was lined up by Zen ceremonial guards, and the people in the side hall were filled with people. He added warm wind and came, and Shi Hou was wearing the emperor's crown robes and sweated for a long time.

The hot air is filled with mist and the faint fragrance floats.

The spirit was involuntarily excited.

Just as I was about to think about it, where did the strange fragrance come from?

At this moment, I suddenly heard that the Huangmen ordered Zuo Feng to sing a loud voice.
Chapter completed!