The emperor saw with his own eyes the moment when King Dongshan’s throat was cut and the blood spurted out. It was a beautiful scene.

The emperor didn't even blink as he watched the desperate, collapsed, angry and unwilling King Dongshan fall before him. He never got what he wanted until his death. He was a complete loser in this life.

The emperor was in a good mood. He looked at the man who had cut the throat of King Dongshan and asked, "Who are you?"

"I used to be the criminal king's aide, and now I am just a sinner who is redeeming himself." The prince pinched his throat to avoid being recognized by those present, including his wife and children.

If only one could survive, he wanted to survive.

The emperor laughed heartily: "What a sinner! I will pardon him..."

Before the emperor could finish his words, Yan Bao tugged at his sleeve: "Your Majesty, are you blind? Can't you see that this person is not an aide at all, but the prince in disguise?"

[The Dongshan King and his son are good at playing around, both of them like to use stand-ins.]

[Now the prince has also created a substitute for himself. He killed his biological father just to survive. He thought that after he disguised himself, others would not know his true identity? ]

Yan Bao sneered and glanced at the prince, but he couldn't let the emperor say the words of pardoning him.

A gentleman’s word is as good as a whip to a swift horse.

He is the emperor, and he never jokes!

If I pardon the prince, how can I take it back?

Seeing Yan Bao's behavior, the prince had a bad premonition and waited for her secretly. Why is a little mute like you joining in the fun at this time? As expected, you are the nemesis of the Dongshan King clan.

I hope this little mute doesn't know his identity.

The prince comforted himself that his disguise was flawless and that it was impossible for anyone who didn't know him best to recognize him.

Just when the prince was confident that he could conceal the truth, Yan Bao wrote two words under the emperor's puzzled gaze: Prince

The emperor frowned, looked at Yan Bao, followed Yan Bao's bright and dazzling eyes, and looked where her gaze was. His palm was tapped twice, reminding the emperor that this person was the prince.

Prince of Dongshan!

The emperor's eyes darkened slightly, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who did you just say you were?"

The prince was not stupid. When he heard the emperor ask this, he knew that his identity was exposed. He glanced at the guards approaching and secretly cried out in alarm. He drew the soft sword at his waist and attacked the emperor.

Even if I die, I will take someone with me.

The prince thought he could get away with it, but unexpectedly, he was still found out.

The prince is so hateful!

He just wanted to kill the dog emperor and then chop off the little mute.

As soon as the prince had the idea of ​​taking someone down with him, Yan Bao noticed it and pulled the emperor back. Zi Yun cooperated tacitly and took the prince's move, punching him in the abdomen. The prince felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

The next moment, two big knives were placed on his neck, and his soft sword was taken away by Ziyun.

The prince lost.

He stared at the emperor unwillingly: "Hmph, you can kill me or chop me up as you wish. Eighteen years later..."

The emperor didn't give him a chance to say anything harsh. He raised his hand and the man's head fell to the ground.

The expression of fear and terror on the prince's face was not as fearless as he appeared to be.

The other people in Dongshan Palace, seeing that the two leaders were dead, collapsed in despair and almost fainted.

The Crown Prince's wife was desperate: "Crown Prince!"

The others were also crying, crying for their fate and for themselves.

The emperor was much more cautious this time. He ordered people to check the faces of King Dongshan and the Crown Prince to confirm that they were not substitutes. He then ordered their bones to be crushed and their ashes to be scattered into the sea.

The Emperor was not merciful to the Prince of Dongshan's wives and other children. He killed all his descendants and made his wives prostitutes. As for those who followed the Prince of Dongshan in the rebellion, except for a few generals who were beheaded in public, their entire families were executed.

Originally the emperor wanted to kill them all, but Yan Bao wrote in front of the emperor: Train

The emperor thought about it and agreed. He had looked at that thing called a train a lot in recent days. The more he looked at it, the more useful it seemed to him. If he wanted to build it, he didn't know how much manpower, material resources and financial resources would be spent.

Dajin has a large population, and every young and strong man is welcome.

If he killed them all in a rage, wouldn't it be a waste?

Yan Bao's reminder just brought the emperor back to his senses.

Building a railway requires people.

These people can just do good deeds to atone for their sins.

The emperor's intention was conveyed immediately, and those who thought they would either be killed or exiled to do hard labor did not expect to hear such news.

Someone boldly asked, "What is a railway?"

"What's a train?"

"Are you really going to let us restore our status as criminal slaves after we finish repairing the railway?"

Everyone was talking at once, almost arguing to death with Second Brother Shen.

Brother Shen shouted, “Shut up! Anyone who dares to make a noise will be killed with a knife.”

If I hadn't listened to Yan Bao's thoughts, I wouldn't have known what a train was. Isn't it just something that runs faster than a horse-drawn carriage? A railway is like an official road, specially used for trains, and it seems to require a lot of iron.

Otherwise why is it called a railway!

If Yan Bao knew what Second Brother Shen understood about railways and trains, he would definitely die of laughter.

The emperor won a victory by dealing with King Dongshan. The court soon knew about it, and Chief Minister Shen breathed a sigh of relief. King Dongshan was finally dead.

His Yanbao can also come back.

The emperor can also rest assured.

The emperor packed up and prepared to return to the capital.

Before leaving, I climbed the mountain on the island for a while and looked at the island, which was devastated by King Dongshan in the past two years.

The emperor was thinking about how to govern the island.

There are not many people on the island, and this small island will definitely be deserted after they leave.

Yan Bao seemed to see what the emperor was thinking and looked at him eagerly.

The emperor asked, "What's wrong?"

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