Chapter 659: I am the king of Yong, and I will be the leader

Chu Huainan:? ? ?
The whole person was stunned on the spot.
When did he praise Xiao Yiying for his superb martial arts, great military exploits, and worry about the country and the people, and when did he praise him for his martial arts skills?
Putting gold on your face is not this way, right?
And he actually accepted the Zen position!
He just said casually, but he accepted the Zen position shamelessly!
He is shameless!
Baiguan was also stunned on the spot.
They all grew up reading history books. In history, when the officials accepted the Zen position, shouldn't they always push three blocks and block four, and then cry and sob, show how loyal and loyal you are, and how you don't want to be emperor?
But Xiao Yi agreed so simply and neatly!
He wants a face!
In the weird silence, Xiao Yi wandered onto the high altar.
The young regent, standing under the flag of South Vietnam, is handsome and majestic, just like a jade.
He drew his saber casually and cut off the flag of South Vietnam neatly.
The exquisite flag embroidered with the word "Nan Yue" fell to the ground with the wind, stained with soil and withered grass, like the withering of a dynasty.
Xiao Yi put his sword into its sheath, and his robe hunted and hunted: "From now on, the name of Nanyue State will be changed to Nanyong. I am the King of Yong, and I will lead thousands of troops to win the Central Plains!"
The four fields are silent.
Nan Baoyi Xizi holds heart, star eyes.
Don't want to be the emperor's minister, not a good minister.
The second elder brother is outstanding, and even the title is so nice. I heard that Emperor Yongwu, who ruled the world more than two hundred years ago, was also named Yongwang when he was young. This is an auspicious name!
Chu Huainan was already intolerable.
He turned his face right away, "Xiao Yi, don't deceive people too much! The Zen position I said is all due to your persecution. Why do you have the face to sit in that position?!"
Xiao Yi was condescending, with a cold face: "Chu Huainan, relegated to King Yang, bestowed in Lenggong."
"Xiao Yi!"
Chu Huainan was furious.
He immediately smiled and sneered: "Xiao Yi, do you think you won? The fruits and melons that you ate at lunch were disintegrated by my people. If I guessed correctly, you should gradually feel your limbs now. Fatigue."
"Weak limbs?"
Xiao Yi was not smiling.
His big palm was gently placed on the incense table.
But in an instant, the lenient incense case fell apart immediately.
Chu Huainan was stunned.
How could this be?
He quickly flung his sleeves wide and stared at Shiku and the others: "What's the matter? But I took the wrong medicine?!"
Ten bitterness: "..."
He took the wrong medicine, he thought Chu Huainan had a brain problem and needed medicine.
From stepping into Zhen'an Temple, the gods began to talk about things that he didn't understand, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.
Chu Huainan saw his face full of disdain, and immediately stopped slamming: "What are you doing there? You are here, you still don't do it?!"
Ten bitter words: "What King Yang is talking about, I don't understand at all."
He turned to the crowd again and said loudly: "My lords, Yang Wang Chuhuainan, sent his confidants two months ago to brutally slaughter the eight hundred monks of Zhen'an Temple. He also let his confidants act as monks and lie in ambush in Zhen'an Temple. On the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival, I will catch my master in one swoop. Fortunately, my master is observant and ordered me to prepare in advance. King Yang, you are really cruel!"
Chu Huainan suddenly took two steps back.
The face is as gentle as jade, pale as paper.
He stared at Tenku, and he couldn't even think that these monks were not his people.
Shiku clapped his hands, and immediately there was Tianshu's secret guard, escorting several fake monks over.
He smiled and said: "King Yang, these fake monks are your confidant leaders. They have confessed all of your conspiracy, and even the funeral pit where the eight hundred high monks are buried in the back mountain are pointed out."
"You are talking nonsense!" Chu Huainan was sweating and his temples were soaked, "I, it is impossible to slaughter Buddhists!"
The rulers and people of all countries in the world respect Buddhism.
If they learn that Chu Huainan slaughtered eight hundred monks, they probably wouldn't know how they died!
Ten painstakingly tore off the fake beard and eyebrows, and found a token from the tied fake monk: "King Yang, this is your token, right? There are human and physical evidence, how can you deny it?"
Chu Huainan trembled lightly.
He rolled his remaining right eye and slowly looked towards Xiao Yi.
In the dark pupils, panic and fear are unavoidable.
He secretly sent someone to slaughter Zhen'an Temple. This man had known it a long time ago, and he was even ready to fight back!
It is ridiculous that he knows nothing, and even chats with Xiao Yi's confidant to test the nihility!
Chu Huainan had severe chest pain.
His face was like golden paper, holding on to the edge of the altar so that he did not fall to the ground.
He slowly raised his head and suddenly showed a successful smile: "Xiao Yi, do you think you have won? Your most important person is in my hands. If you don't obediently hand over the right to dispatch troops today, you will surrender to me. I promise that your good son Xiao Dingzhao will definitely not see the sun tomorrow."
Xiao Yi leaned on the altar handrail and looked into the distance with a smile.
Chu Huainan followed his sight.
The crowd dispersed.
Jin Xiuye ​​led the harem woman and appeared in front of everyone in an orderly manner.
Wearing a high ponytail, she neatly performed a prairie etiquette towards Xiao Yi: "Weichen asks King Yong for peace. Long live Yong Wang!"
The other concubines, blushing with small faces, followed and fell to the ground, Jiao Di dripping and shouting long live.
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
What's the situation?
Not only did Xiao Yi take over the territory and people of South Vietnam, but also Chu Huainan's harem? !
A little angry.
Chu Huainan was even more angry.
He was distraught: "Jin Xiuyeol! Where did you take the hostages I asked you to take?!"
Jin Xiuye ​​straightened up, bravely.
She readily said: "A prairie girl, she has a bright and upright nature, and she can't do anything to kidnap other people's children. King Yang, you are despicable by your own means, so don't pull me together. The original saying in yours is good,'out of the mud. Don't dye, I, Jin Xiuyeol, will be a white lotus that grows out of silt and does not dye!"
What's more, she also pointed to Xiao Yi to help her seize the Ximan power!
Chu Huainan's teeth trembled.
He turned blue and pointed to the other concubines: "You..."
Jin Xiuye ​​smiled confidently: "The sisters worship and admire King Yong, so they decided to abandon the dark and turn to the light after consensus, and the good birds choose the wood and live together, and share allegiance to King Yong!"
Chu Huainan's figure was shaky.
This from Ximan really speaks of the Central Plains language.
She also knows that "abandon the dark and cast the light", and also know that "good birds choose wood and live"!
Then does she know the "three obeys and four virtues", or does she know "to marry a husband"? !
Chu Huainan hated Jin Xiulie when he failed to kidnap Xiao Dingzhao after fetching water in the bamboo basket!
Holding the last ray of hope, he turned to the civil and military officials: "Everyone loves..."