Chapter 209 Win

The old emperor has been in power for so many years that he has long lived as he pleases.

No matter what treasure or beauty you want, you can get it at your fingertips.

He hadn't longed for something so much in a long time, and now, hearing the noisy sounds outside, his hope was rekindled.

No matter who comes, as long as they can deal with this group of traitors and bandits, he will definitely reward them greatly.

Didn't Zhang Zhongyi want to be a powerful official who controlled the emperor and controlled the other princes? But he didn't do as he wished.

Even if he could only pass the throne to Little Twelve, he would give the position of Grand Minister to someone else.

Zhang Zhongyi also heard the noise outside and immediately frowned and asked someone to go and check.

As soon as the man walked out of the door, he saw a man in gray clothes covered in blood rushing towards him.

"My Lord, Chen Kuang from Dongchang has turned against us.

There were also soldiers from the Five Cities Army and Prince An’s palace, but the troops who tried to kill Prince An failed.”

Zhang Zhongyi frowned immediately, "The Undead Army can't hold on"

"It's impossible. Those people know the characteristics of the Undead Army and only attack the head.

Prime Minister, make a decision early."

It is not an easy task to command the imperial guards and raise soldiers under the old emperor's nose.

The regular army that Zhang Zhongyi could recruit was no more than three or four hundred men, the rest were undead soldiers controlled by gangsters.

The so-called undead army is a group of zombie-like snakes that do not need to be raised or trained in advance.

Just have someone take a bug and use a bell to control it a few hours before it's needed.

The reason why the Second Prince's men and the Imperial Guards were defeated was because they did not understand the characteristics of these living dead.

The other party was unaware of the sword attack and just started to bite them. Psychologically, this was enough to make them back off.

Whether it's a fight or a war, what you're fighting for is your spirit.

Who wouldn't be afraid when facing a man-eating monster? Defeat is inevitable.

But the people from Dongchang and Jin Zekang knew in advance that these zombies were just puppets controlled by insects, so they naturally felt no pressure in fighting them.

Zhang Zhongyi is also quite wicked.

Young men from several villages around the capital were attracted by the high-paying jobs and spent the entire morning digging a large pit on a barren mountain outside the capital.

They had no idea that the pits they dug would become their burial places sooner or later, and that the porridge they had at noon was already mixed with worm eggs.

When the sun sets, the insect eggs hatch, and the strong men turn into mindless puppets.

They mechanically followed the ringing sound into a courtyard and stood there waiting like wooden sculptures or clay figures.

Batch after batch, group after group, in two days the surrounding villages lost more than 600 strong laborers.

But because it was agreed that it would be a three-day job, no one found it strange and went to report it to the police.

Those people's families were still waiting for them to take the money back to support their families, but they didn't know that their husbands and sons had already lost their lives.

When the old emperor heard that his fourth son was not dead and brought people to rescue him, his eyes lit up and he looked morbidly excited.

Zhang Zhongyi was unwilling to accept this and ordered his men to rush towards the old emperor.

At least we have captured a hostage, so that he can provide support even when he is dying.

The remaining 20-odd dragon guards also rushed forward, and the sound of fighting arose again. Zhang Zhongyi and the old emperor stared at each other across the fighting crowd.

If you ignore their age and ugly faces, they really do seem to be in love and hate with each other!

No matter how good the dragon guards were, they could not withstand the enemy's large numbers. Just when the old emperor thought he was going to die before Prince An arrived, a voice that made him feel extremely relieved appeared.

With a clang, Governor Xiao made a brilliant appearance.

Even though the handsome young eunuch beside him used corpses as weapons to knock down a group of people, he could not block the brilliance of Governor Xiao.

Both the old emperor and Zhang Zhongyi wanted to glue their eyes to Xiao Yuan's face, and the murderous Jiang Xinyu became just a background.

It is indeed the shadow of a famous tree.

Even if Jiang Xinyu picked up the corpses and smashed them away with one blow, it would not be as attractive as Xiao Yuan killing them one by one with one sword.

The old emperor's call of "Xiao Aiqing" was so sincere and heartfelt, three parts surprise, three parts grievance and four parts sadness and anger.

It is comparable to the call of "wife" that Xu Xian gave to Bai Suzhen when she was imprisoned in Leifeng Pagoda.

It's comparable to the cry of "Cowherd" by the angel when the Seven Fairies were captured.

Jiang Xinyu couldn't help but shudder. She exerted force with her hands and broke the legs of the corpse.

Zhang Zhongyi was not to be outdone.

However, he pronounced "Xiao Yuan" through his teeth, and anyone who heard it would know that he had a grudge against the owner of this name for having his father killed and his wife stolen. The other party had killed at least half of his family tree.

The emotion was so abundant.

It gives people the feeling that if he and Xiao Yuan were put together, he would just eat the other person alive.

We are here with people from Jinzekang and Dongchang.

Zhang Zhongyi knew that the situation was hopeless, so he drew his knife and tried to slit his own throat.

Jiang Xinyu threw a corpse over without thinking, accurately knocking the knife away and causing the corpse to knock Zhang Zhongyi to the ground.

What a coincidence, the corpse she grabbed turned out to be the second prince's.

So now the son-in-law is on top and the father-in-law is on the bottom, and the man and the corpse are kissing each other.

Jiang Xinyu silently took a step back and reduced her presence. She really didn't mean it. It can only be said that...the two of them are closely connected.

It wasn't until he saw his fourth son stepping in that the old emperor finally felt at peace.

At this time, he didn't remember to ask why his son's leg healed but he didn't report it, nor did he have time to ask why Xiao Yuan faked his death.

All he wanted now was to know whether he had any other living offspring.

Of course, before the Fourth Prince knelt down and kowtowed to him, calling him father, he thought that this kid was also going to force the emperor to abdicate.

Fortunately, Kang'er is still filial. He didn't give birth to a litter of beasts. Only the second and third children are bastards.

Jin Zekang helped the old emperor sit down and calmed him down, then he repeatedly asked the young eunuch to find a doctor as soon as possible, acting like a good son.

The old emperor held his hand and burst into tears. It was hard to tell whether it was the joy of surviving a disaster or the sorrow of losing a bunch of sons.

By this time the sky was already turning pale, and the joys and sorrows, thrills and excitement of the past half night seemed to have drained the old emperor of his vitality.

Doctor Yu's face was solemn, and he dared not utter the words "the oil is running out and the lamp is dimming".

The old emperor seemed to have felt the same thing and called Xiao Ling over to ask him to take something from the secret compartment at the head of the bed in the side hall.

It was a heart-protecting pill, used by emperors of all dynasties to prolong their lives when they felt their end was near.

It can instantly inspire people's vitality, but it only lasts for more than an hour, just to arrange national affairs and determine the successor with the ministers.

It can be said that only the successor who has made his position clear to all the ministers personally is the least criticized.

There will always be people who question whether those who ascend the throne by other means have legitimate reasons for coming to the throne, and there will always be people who are restless for a few years at the least and a dozen years at the most.

Jin Zekang had this idea in mind when he asked the couple to come early.

It seems that Jiang Xinyu is a very reliable woman when it comes to critical moments. She gave him two top-quality erotic books as a thank you.

Jiang Xinyu: I feel guilty. Actually, it's just your father's bad luck. I forgot what I promised you a long time ago.

Jin Zekang wanted to be the regent not only for power but also for a good reputation.

He was a prince who was crowned king in advance, so he should not have the right of inheritance. Although no one would say anything about his ascension to the throne under the current circumstances, it is still suspicious.

It would be better to bring it up yourself.

The only adult prince, who was sure of victory, did not want the throne and was willing to assist his younger brother, just to show that he had no ambitions and that the rebellion had nothing to do with him.

Be filial

Noble

Admirable, right?

He himself felt that he was illuminated by the Buddha's light.

If that brat dares to attack him in the future, the royal family will spit him to death and the ministers will scold him as a tyrant.

I, Jin Zekang, am a loyal minister, filial son, and a good man!