Chapter 875: I am emperor until death

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The father-in-law shivered uncontrollably and cried, "The emperor, the old slave took a step first. But the old slave has a word, and now he doesn't say it, so he has no chance to say it."
"Then rotten in the stomach, and Huang Quan shut up without saying." The emperor suddenly changed his face, and said fiercely. "No, the emperor is wrong. The emperor should not violate the bottom line of the prince and your own bottom line. You used to be a good emperor, but now you are a faint emperor. The emperor, you are wrong, you should not take the lives of the people. The victim of seizing power, you violated the teachings of the first emperor and the empress dowager.
Memorize what you said when you ascended the throne. "
Grandpa Duke cried and wept bitterly, he screamed in grief, "Baozi, I'm here to find you. We have been loyal all our lives, and we are worthy of the royal family."
After Grandpa Lu finished speaking, he rushed to the huge column in the temple, his head bleeding.
The emperor stared at the dead man who had served him for decades, and watched the blood meander all over the ground, along the bright white jade floor in the Xiwei Palace Blood flower.
Murong Jie's actions were very rapid. Yan Xu and Liang Shulin were soon brought under control. Yan Xu resisted being killed on the spot. Liang Shulin knew the current affairs and surrendered immediately.
This blood-washed change of dynasty did not stain much blood, and the ministers probably also knew the emperor's approach to the epidemic. Nothing is more chilling than hurting the people.
When the medicine for the epidemic was found, it was already burned.
The last few loyal ministers of the emperor chose to die together with the emperor. There were several generals, some soldiers and horses in their hands, to save the emperor's reputation for killing chaos and thieves. Tieqi stepped into the capital.
The Chen family and the Xiao family chose to stay out of business.
The gate of the Regent's Palace has been closed.
Zi'an was in the royal palace. He could hear the sound of shouting and fighting outside. Hearing Di Shui said that the royalist party had entered the capital, and the royal family led the soldiers to resist.
The Royalists did not have many soldiers and horses, but they won all in one night.
As Zhuangzhuang said, this was the emperor's last trembling.
This embarrassed, the emperor didn't pay attention to it, and after hearing the defeat, he just smiled indifferently, "I can't control myself."
It is not self-control, so that thousands of people have been killed in Beijing, which is not enough for Murong to stop his teeth.
He always believed that the best way was never invincible.
Therefore, when Murong Jie appeared at the gate of Xiwei Palace, he smiled and greeted him on the stone steps, as if waiting for a long time.
Murong Jie was still stained with blood on one of his battle robes. The jade belt was so tight that the waist plate was straight, and his figure was long and majestic.
He was the sergeant who had just returned from the killing and killed Da Zhou. It was the most shameful thing in his life.
This shame, he returned to the emperor's head.
"Old Seven, you finally started." The emperor looked at him with a smile like a ghost. "If the father emperor sees it, if the ancestor sees it, will he take back what they said?" "The emperor looked very happy. "Murong Chi sneered, his hair crown was slightly loose, blown by the wind, chaotic dance," If the father emperor and the ancestors saw what the emperor did, would they regret that they insisted on standing up for long or not? " The emperor who lives and dies as a weapon is not worthy of Murong's family
The children and grandchildren are not worthy of being emperors. "
"Rebellion, you can also find such an exaggerated excuse for yourself, no matter how you quibble, you are all chaotic thieves."
The emperor took a step forward and stood on the highest floor of the stone steps, letting the spring breeze roll up his robe. His smile was tragic, as if he was about to give a generous warrior.
He held out his hand and pointed at Murong Jie. He said sharply, "You, Murong Jie is the rebel thief of Da Zhou. Even if you ascend to the throne, you will bear the infamous infamy, that is, the people of Da Zhou will also point at you. Backbone scolded. "
Murong Jie still sneered, "Is it? Better, let's listen to it?"
The emperor stunned and narrowed his eyes, "The great enemy of sin cannot be conspired to usurp the throne. Everyone is blamed for the chaos and the thief, but no matter how bad I am, the people will only scold you."
"So, this king wants to ask the emperor to wait for two days, to personally listen to what the people say." Murong Jie sullenly said, and ordered, "Come on, look at the emperor so well, he is not allowed to step out of the Xiwei Palace step."
"Murong Jie, what exactly do you want to do? You want to kill me, even if you come here and die under your hand, I recognize it." The emperor pointed at Murong Jie and scolded.
"The emperor knew that he could not escape, so he forced this king to kill you? But this king will not kill you. It is someone else who killed you." Murong Jie finished, striding away with a roll of battle shirt.
The hall door of Xiwei Palace was closed heavily. The body of Duke Lu was lifted out. Murong Jie glanced at it and said seriously: "Good burial."
"Yes!" Ni Rong was ordered to do it.
The emperor sat in the dark palace, the only time he believed the words of the first emperor.
"Father emperor, father emperor, you misunderstood people, and you misled children, you have said that he will not rebel at any time when he is seven, did you see it? This time, I lost. "
He knelt on the ground and shouted furiously.
In the event of an epidemic, he let go of it, asking him to honour Murong-chi's reputation and asking him to be chased and scolded by the people like a family dog.
He bet that Murong Jie would not rebel. He would bet that he would be as usual. Although he was angry, there was no way to take him. Because Murong Jie wanted face and reputation, he would not bear the crime of killing the king.
In one step, just one step away, he can get rid of the shadow of Murong Jie and sit back in the throne of the emperor, arrogant to the princes and in charge of the world, and he Murong Jie, even if he does not die, will become the dog of the mourning family. Back to heaven.
"Okay, okay, let you all see, how bad and bad the person you have been praised is, you are all wrong."
He laughed loudly and his voice was eerie.
"I could have waited for me to deal with him after I came to power. At that time, I had a good chance, but I couldn't wait and let him go with credit, so that even if I regained power, I couldn't break his regent. The myth is that he is not an emperor, better than an emperor, and higher than an emperor. "
"I must do this, and I want him to become a rat crossing the street, a sinner of Da Zhou, and a sinner who killed the epidemic patients in Jiangdong. Only in this way, I am still the former Ming monarch, and all the crimes are justified. He Murong Jie came to bear. "
"But how dare he Murongji rebel? How dare he sit up on the dragon chair early in that morning? Well, okay, you personally brought yourself the name of a chaotic thief, I do n’t want this life, but also want you Murong was ruined and turned into a rebel. "
He grinned again, and the light penetrated through the bright tiles, making his face dark and mad, "I am dead, and I will take you to death together!" His laughter echoed in a huge voice In the palace, the laughter's response seemed even more murky, a kind of cold air permeating from all corners, he slowly walked back to the bed and reached out to stroke the embroidered dragon on the quilt, "I am the emperor, to The day of death is also the emperor, I will not abdicate. "