bookcurios Chapter 277 I have the emperor in my hands!
Chapter 277 I have the emperor in my hands!
The troops approached the city of Bianjing.
As expected, all the soldiers guarding the city gates obeyed the orders of King Yan.
It was also thanks to Prince Yong's aggressiveness, otherwise Prince Yan would have no excuse to justify his rebellion.
Attacking a city, especially the city of Bianjing, was undoubtedly a difficult task.
However, this is not too easy for them.
They rushed forward with shields raised, archers took their positions, and ladders followed.
Sheng Tang took the initiative to shoot and kill the enemy general high on the city wall, and easily broke through the gate of Bianjing with only a hundred people.
The gate opened and the Yuzhou military entered.
There was no knocking on the door, no intrigue, and it was not because of the general's confusion, but because of his courage and martial arts.
Especially when Sheng Tang stepped on the city wall with his bare hands and climbed up as if he had mastered light skills, Zhao Ceying was more determined to rebuild the city gate in the future.
This is this...
But which Wu Qu star is coming?
In the main army, Zhao Ceying, holding the imperial edict, marched forward towards the imperial city with the support of everyone.
But at this moment, he was filled with worry.
because.
Molan followed Shengtang and charged forward!
He was worried about his family's lack of progress.
His wife is too ambitious and he is worried sick.
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At this moment, the layout of the palace has been determined.
In order to save their own lives, the eunuchs in the old emperor's palace sold out the blood-written edict of the old emperor and the news that a palace maid escaped from the palace through a dog hole to the rebels.
However, Prince Yan had waited a long time for any news from the palace maid who had escaped from the palace with the imperial edict, so he immediately forced the old emperor to rewrite the edict.
Queen Cao was frightened when the rebels rushed into the palace earlier. These rebels were so rampant.
At this moment she stood and hugged the old emperor, as if she was protecting him, and also as if she was seeking comfort for herself.
The old emperor patted Queen Cao's hand and stood up from his chair.
Looking across the table at the King of Yan who was handing him the brush, he used all his strength and took a deep breath and said,
"It's easy for me to die.
However, without this edict, you would not be legitimate.
All the descendants of the Zhao family can attack you. How long can you keep your throne?!"
After saying this, the old emperor raised his hand, and using the strength he gained from standing up, slapped Prince Yan so hard that he staggered.
Prince Yan was stunned by the slap.
The old emperor seemed to have given up everything. He took a half step back and stopped. With the support of Empress Cao, he raised his head proudly, as if he was challenging or seeking death.
If he died today, Prince Yan's reputation as a traitor would be sealed.
Not only will the people of the world be unable to submit to the King of Yan, but all the descendants of the Zhao family can rise up in rebellion and drag him down with them.
Looking at the provocative old emperor, Prince Yan's violent temper suddenly rose to the top of his head.
He immediately drew his sword and was about to strike the old emperor.
This sword-swinging action frightened the general who was rebelling with him, and he rushed forward, grabbed his hand and advised him,
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, don't be impulsive.
We still need an imperial edict.
"My Lord, my Lord."
The two words "imperial edict" brought Prince Yan back to his senses.
This is what the ancients, especially the imperial family, cared about the most: "legitimacy".
The so-called "Feng, Tian Cheng Yun" that began in the Ming Dynasty was also a way for the emperor to rationalize himself and become the Son of Heaven.
Therefore, every step of Molan's rebellion was cautious and steady.
You can't become an emperor just by sitting on the throne.
This can only be done if people all over the world are convinced.
Or, conquer the world from beginning to end.
Like Zhu Di back then, he fought from the north to the south, and then from the south to the north.
Who dares to question him?
I dare not do this.
Otherwise, they would take on a status that allowed them to touch the imperial power, either as an empress or a queen mother, and first rule the country from behind the scenes and consolidate power, and then ascend the throne step by step after holding heavy troops and great power.
This is not possible.
Prince Yan only rebelled in the city of Bianjing and used deception to imprison hostages in the palace, which was really not a good thing.
Therefore, he needed this legitimate edict.
But, at this time, it doesn’t matter if the old emperor doesn’t write it.
As long as the seal is stamped on it and he says it is written by the late emperor himself, then it is the work of the late emperor himself.
But God did not give him such time and opportunity.
"You don't want to write? I'll write it myself."
The King of Yan sheathed his sword and just as he was about to pick up the blank imperial edict and write, he heard a soldier at the door reporting in a panic,
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
"The imperial guards outside are rushing in!"
Prince Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Killing in?
What kind of army could break into the city of Bianjing which is surrounded by layers of defense?
He had no time to think. The most urgent thing was not to let the rebels rush in, otherwise, the enemy would outnumber us and something bad would definitely happen!
He still has an ace up his sleeve.
He turned around, dragged the sick old emperor out from behind the table, and as he walked toward the door, he shouted,
"I have the emperor in my hands! Who dares to act rashly?"
But just standing in front of the door, before he could completely block the old emperor in front of him, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, followed by a black spot suddenly attacking his eye socket.
boom.
Prince Yan was hit by three arrows in a row and fell to the ground.
Not to mention the rebels, even the old emperor was unable to react to this sudden change.
The guards of the King of Yan also fell to the ground one after another. The general who was riding on a horse and wearing a silver armor and a veiled hat put away his bow and arrow, drew his sword and raised it high in the air, and shouted to the whole army,
"The bandit leader, King Yan, is dead! You all should surrender immediately! Protect the emperor——"
Is it a female voice?!
The old emperor was dragged by Prince Yan and simply fell to the ground. Looking at the slender figure bathed in the red light of the setting sun and the familiar young general standing beside her, the old emperor suddenly guessed her identity.
He simply changed his posture and sat in the center, watching the people coming and going in the hall.
The relief of surviving a great disaster made him laugh out loud.
Zhao Ceying, Sheng Molan and Sheng Tang stood in front of the old emperor and Empress Cao who were relocated to a side hall.
After reporting the whole story of how Zhao Zongquan was seriously injured and decided to bring his family to Beijing to seek justice, as well as the coincidence, Zhao Ceying said,
"I am sorry that I came too late to save you, Your Majesty was frightened."
“This is all God’s will.
Prince Yan is trapped in his own web. If your father was not so cruel and ruthless, given his temperament, he would never let you and your wife take such a desperate move.
If not for this, even if the child met a noble person by chance, he would not have met you just after leaving the city.
If it weren't for all these things, the Queen and I would have died long ago."
Zhao Ceying simply cupped his hands and responded, "Prince Yan has brought this upon himself, and heaven will not forgive him."
The old emperor nodded, and then his eyes rested on Molan, who had taken off her veil.
"you."
“I’ve seen you many times.
The first time was when your father had just arrived in Bian Jing and went to a banquet at the Princess's Mansion. I was still in good health at that time, so I went to join in the fun.
When I saw it from a distance, I said to the Queen, "Hey, where did this baby come from? It's so beautiful."
You were standing among a group of adults. You didn't cry or make a fuss, you didn't run or jump. You just smiled, looking like a fearless little adult.
They say that a child's character can be determined by the age of three, and that a child's character is determined by the age of six or seven. It's true, it's true."