Chapter 467: Revenge

News of the emperor's death spread.

It's already the second day.

The whole city was covered in white and the whole country was in mourning.

He died suddenly and left no will.

After the emperor's funeral, the sick prince inherited the throne naturally.

At the succession ceremony, the new emperor took the imperial seal with both hands, officially received the mandate from heaven, and inherited the throne.

It's a natural thing, it's in line with destiny.

No one dared to question the authenticity of the new imperial seal.

Even the old ministers who had seen the imperial seal before could not tell the difference, after all, they had never held it in their hands and looked at it carefully.

Besides, no one would think of falsification.

The imperial seal was taken out personally by the Empress Dowager. If you ask who in this world is most familiar with this seal besides the late emperor, who else is it?

It has to be the current Empress Dowager.

Who would dare to question the authenticity of the imperial seal in her hand?

The late emperor would probably die with regrets.

He would never have dreamed that the imperial seal that he had taken so much trouble to hide would one day become an object that could not be shown to anyone.

Even if it was taken out, no one would believe that the imperial seal in the empress dowager's hand was fake.

It's like designer clothes.

For people of status, even if they wear an ordinary white T-shirt, everyone will think it is valuable.

Ordinary people wear haute couture and carry expensive bags.

It will make people feel that it is a fake or counterfeit.

Just imagine that the Empress Dowager and an unknown eunuch, or someone else, produced two similar imperial seals.

Who will the civil and military officials trust?

What is true and what is false is still decided by those in power.

If the late emperor knew about this, he would definitely open the coffin.

The first thing the new emperor did when he came to power was to clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments, punishing those who deserved punishment and rewarding those who deserved reward.

Prince Chen murdered his father and regnal father, brutally murdered his brothers and sisters, colluded with foreign enemies, and rebelled against his superiors...

His property was confiscated and he was sentenced to death.

There are too many crimes to list in detail.

It shocked the government and the public.

Civil and military officials criticized him verbally and in writing, and the people cursed him.

The more pleasant the praise was in the past, the more harsh the scolding is now.

The abusive words came from King Jing's mouth and reached King Chen's ears without missing a word.

He accepted his fate of being a king and a loser.

But the court officials who had served him faithfully were all alive, not only them, but also their families and the women of the Mu family were still alive.

King Chen felt only anger and hatred for those who betrayed him.

He has no weaknesses.

Once a person becomes cold-blooded and ruthless to a certain extent, he will lose his weaknesses.

It’s not my mother, nor are the women in Prince Chen’s mansion.

If he had a child, perhaps the child would be his weakness. After all, no man would not value offspring.

But he had no children.

It’s better not to have children, otherwise I will end up like him.

All the female members of the Chen Palace were implicated to varying degrees, and some were sent to prison or exiled. For example, the daughter of Prime Minister Yan was one of the conspirators and was not innocent at all.

For example, Princess Chen cooperated very well throughout the process and even helped find the families of the kidnapped ministers.

The new emperor pardoned her.

But the Yan family, Lu family and others who were closely involved with the Rebel King were not so lucky.

Those who had their property confiscated ..., and those who had their property exiled were exiled.

The treasury is full again.

The Zhou family escaped disaster because Zhou Mu redeemed his crime by single-handedly saving the entire family and was only stripped of the Zhou family's hereditary title.

However, the new emperor restored Zhou Mu's imperial examination.

Young Master Zhou cried his heart out. He could have inherited the title without any effort, but his father ruined it.

My father was loyal to King Chen, but died at the hands of his sword.

ridiculous.

Who can he blame?

The one who was most angry was Lu Wan. She had always dreamed of becoming the marquis' wife, but now she lost everything.

The power to manage the household was taken away by the eldest sister-in-law who had divorced and returned home.

Without the title, the Zhou family is nothing, and her husband is worthless.

Studying, doing business, martial arts, none of these things he is good at.

In the future, I will have to depend on my brother-in-law's mood.

Her brother-in-law always held a grudge against her for breaking up the couple. After Jiang Zijin was punished by the late emperor, Zhou Mu never treated her well.

I can’t go back to my parents’ home, so I have to avoid the Lu family in the future.

This life is unbearable.

She held on to the household key tightly.

Miss Zhou snatched it from her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, our Zhou family has not been confiscated and exiled. Everyone is standing here safely. You should be content. This is all thanks to Third Brother. Otherwise, those families who were on good terms with father would have been sent to the Dali Temple or the Ministry of Justice, or even beheaded. Do you want to go there too?"

Lu Wan originally wanted to make a fuss, at least to not lose the power to be the head of the family.

But after hearing this, I had no choice but to give up.

Accept your fate.

The Dali Temple prison is overcrowded.

But the place where King Chen was imprisoned was very secluded.

Prince Chen looked at the people outside the cell and said, "Do you know what I regret most?"

King Jing smiled but said nothing.

Prince Chen gripped the railing tightly, staring at Prince Jing with bloodshot eyes: "How does it feel to be an orc? I should have let you die in Jiangzhou."

The smile on King Jing's face disappeared instantly, his eyes were cold and cold: "It is you."

King Chen threw his head back and laughed.

"So what if it's me? Others don't know. But don't you know how lowly you used to be? You fawned over people, begging for mercy. You were neither human nor ghost, even worse than the filthiest beggar on the street. And you still want to be the emperor? Are you worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his throat being squeezed tightly, making it hard to breathe.

It's just death, so why be afraid?

He closed his eyes.

Waiting to die...

A ghostly voice came to my ears.

"You want to die? It's not that easy. This king will make you live a life worse than death. You must experience firsthand what I've suffered, so that our brotherhood will not be in vain..."

"Don't you agree, my good fourth brother?" King Jing withdrew his hand, patted him twice on the face, and said with a smile, "I came here today to tell you that a new zoo will be opened at the Qionglin Banquet in half a month. There will be lions, tigers, and even blind bears in it. There will definitely be one that suits you. You must prepare well..."

He endured it all, pretending to be a dandy and carefree prince for many years, just for today, to avenge his previous humiliation.

His fourth brother is too selfish and ruthless. The person he loves most in this world is himself.

The only person who can cause him pain is himself.

Perhaps the only way is to trample on his dignity and make his life worse than death.

Only then did he know what pain was.

Prince Chen fell to the ground, his face filled with fear: "You...what do you want to do?"

He is not afraid of death.

But he was afraid that life would be worse than death.

Orcs! Just the sound of it makes my scalp tingle.

No, he doesn't want to be an orc.

I would rather die than...

King Jing saw his intention and quickly called for his men to come over and said, "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him die."

King Chen struggled with all his strength.

He was cursing all the time.

"Old Fifth, you can't do this to me. The new emperor has said he will grant me death. You can't disobey the emperor's order."

"You can't..."

King Chen, who was originally sentenced to death, died the night before his execution.

That night.

There was a woman who kept wandering around the cell like a ghost, and the sound of a pipa kept coming from her.

Keep playing and playing.

It's the same song from beginning to end, it never changes.

Prince Chen seemed to be crazy, banging his head on the ground and shouting sorry to Jin'er.

That was Jin'er's favorite song when she was alive.

It was Jin'er who came to claim his life.

Early the next morning.

When the jailer looked over, he was horrified.

King Chen fell in a pool of blood, his head and face covered in blood.

King Jing didn't expect that he would be so easily frightened that he would hit the ground even if he couldn't hit the wall.

Determined to die.

Fortunately, I am still alive.

I've done so much evil, I want to die!

It's not that easy.

He turned and ordered his attendants: "Go and report to the emperor that Prince Chen committed suicide out of fear of punishment. The poisoned wine has been spared."

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