Chapter 287 Ending
The King of Chu stared at the knife at his feet in despair, his eyes red as blood. Suddenly, he leaned over, picked up the long knife, and rushed towards the emperor on the dragon throne like a madman.
"I'll kill you..."
He had only taken a few steps forward when the guard's knife pierced his chest.
The body of the King of Chu fell to the ground, becoming the first clan member to die in the hall.
Qu Ling pulled out a secret report with an expressionless face. "Two months ago, the King of Chu and the King of Lu secretly communicated with each other. The letter clearly stated that the King of Lu was plotting rebellion, and he was willing to mobilize the power of Jingzhou to follow him."
The blood began to spread on the ground, and many people looked away, their stomachs churning.
The emperor stood up and said angrily, "You are either plotting treason or rebelling. Just because I sit on this throne, do you dislike me so much?
"I have been on the throne for a short time, yet I have already reduced taxes, repaired canals, and expanded trade routes to the Western Regions. Which of these actions wasn't for the sake of this country? But you, the Empress Dowager Song, has been in charge of government for many years, and the Song family is extremely powerful. Why didn't you all jump out and rebel?"
A prince on the right couldn't help but say, "Even though the Queen Mother Song interfered in politics, she was still a wife of the Zhao family. She didn't do anything that went against the ancestors of the Zhao family."
He glanced at the corpse of the King of Chu in the hall, swallowed his saliva, and said with a stiff upper lip, "Of course there is no problem with you ascending the throne, but you appointing Yuan Rong as the crown prince is not in accordance with etiquette..."
"Who established the ritual system? Can't it be changed? If I order the sages of the world to rewrite the ritual system, allowing the throne to be passed only to women in the future, wouldn't it be said that a male prince was established a few generations later and was not in accordance with the ritual system?"
The prince's eyes were stunned for a moment.
Oh my God.
What a horrifying thought.
He was one of those who wanted to rebel.
He knew he couldn't escape, so he just poured out everything in his heart.
"Although the princess is a dragon seed, she is still a woman. Moreover, her surname is Zhao, but she is not a direct male descendant of the Zhao family. After she inherits the throne, the dynasty will be passed on to the next generation, which is a huge hidden danger."
"We, your Majesty, are not opposing you. We only ask that you choose a bright and intelligent boy from a branch of the family to inherit the ancestral lineage, so that the Zhao dynasty can be forever secure."
"As for Yuan Rong, you can give him any title you want!"
The emperor walked over to the body of the King of Chu and kicked it. "He was right in one of his words just now."
"This country doesn't have to be named Zhao. In my opinion, in the future, it can be named Qian, Sun, or Li. Even if there is no emperor in this world, as long as the people live and work in peace, what's wrong with that?"
Everyone's heart seemed to be pinched and their breathing stopped.
Crazy.
The emperor was obsessed with gain and loss.
The prince's face became even darker.
"You...you are trying to make the ancestors of the Zhao family restless."
Suddenly, a young member of the clan pointed at the emperor and shouted, "She's not the eldest princess at all. Someone is pretending to be her and wants to sever our Zhao family's bloodline. Everyone, if we don't get rid of her today, our Zhao family's century-long foundation will be destroyed."
He was swift and agile, and in a blink of an eye he flew in front of the emperor. He held a dagger in his hand and thrust it towards the emperor.
"There are weapons under the table!"
He shouted, and half of the clan members drew short blades from under the table and started fighting.
Before entering the palace, the clan members carefully checked the items they carried.
The sudden appearance of so many weapons must have been done on purpose.
A chaotic fight broke out in the hall.
The King of Wu and those clan members who did not participate in any plan were already frightened silly, hiding behind the Panlong Pillar in the corner and not daring to breathe.
"What can we do? His Majesty will definitely leave no one alive!"
"Calm down," the King of Wu licked his dry lips and glanced at the chaotic situation. "We won't necessarily die. It all depends on how you talk when you get out."
At this moment, a clan member with wide eyes fell in front of their pillar, dying with his eyes open.
The group of people were so scared that they wanted to hug each other.
"You went to Beijing to visit the princess. Did you receive any instructions from the princess?" someone asked.
The King of Wu nodded and said, "I tell you, when His Majesty asks you, you just say..."
Prince Ping remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the outside of the palace.
"What is Prince Ping waiting for?"
Qu Lingshen was standing behind him without anyone noticing, which startled Prince Ping.
When he turned around, he met Qu Ling's smiling eyes. "Are you waiting for the five thousand private soldiers in the forest outside the capital?"
Prince Ping's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"You are truly powerful," he said calmly. "You actually knew such a secret hiding place for the troops."
Qu Ling smiled slightly. When Sister Yuan Rong left Beijing, she said that if she looked at Prince Ping and Zhao Chongxian separately, she would know that Sister Yuan Rong had noticed that something was wrong with Prince Ping.
It's hidden really deeply.
When the three judges held a joint trial, they didn't notice anything unusual about him.
He gained the emperor's trust, endured humiliation, and even secretly avoided contact with any clan members. On the surface, he appeared to be extremely clean.
Qu Ling said, "Those people must be the old members of the Song family."
Prince Ping remained silent, obviously agreeing.
"I was the one who started the fire at the Song family. Most of the Chiying died. Later, the prince tracked them down and killed most of them. But the Song family is definitely more powerful than that. I continued to investigate, but found nothing."
"Liu, imprisoned in Qingxin Temple, and Song Yujin, the only living descendant of the Song family, wanted to kill the prince for revenge. They were all hired outsiders. I almost thought the Song family was really wiped out. Fortunately, you are here, Prince."
Qu Ling had a bright smile on his face.
"The short blade hidden under the desk must be made of nails from the Song family in the palace."
How wonderful it is to catch them all in one fell swoop, leaving no grass behind.
Prince Ping was very cautious and had long noticed that the emperor had sent people to keep an eye on his relatives.
He then stopped contacting anyone.
Until the remnants of the Song family came to their door, this was the day they had been waiting for.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.
After the emperor has killed all the relatives, he will counterattack. He will be the only relative left, and the prince is not in the capital. This opportunity is rare.
Prince Ping's throat was churning, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.
He thought his careful planning was so vulnerable.
Qu Ling added another blow, "Half a month ago, you made Zhao Chongxian seriously ill and unable to serve. You promised the deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard to kill your own son and make him a general. The deputy commander took advantage of your offer and only needed to transfer the guards tonight. But now, it's your son who is leading the Jinwu Guard to fight the remnants of the Song family."
"impossible!"
Prince Ping finally lost his composure.
He had people keeping an eye on his son, so there was no way Qu Ling could escape his sight. He was able to contact his son and cure him.
Qu Ling admired Prince Ping's loss of composure, "The capital is your majesty's territory, and Mu Yuanzheng is the best imperial physician in the world. Nothing can be hidden from your majesty, and no disease can stump Mu Yuanzheng."
Every word she said was heartbreaking. "Your son knows everything. I told him your medicine would kill him. I saved him, and he promised to be loyal to His Majesty forever. And His Majesty also promised him that he would only kill you and not implicate the palace."
"Look, you gave up on him, and he doesn't want you anymore."
Prince Ping felt so much pain as if his internal organs were being gouged out that he turned to look at the emperor and suddenly smiled.
He heard his voice cracking. "Your Majesty, are you really not going to implicate my family?"
The guards have subdued all the rebellious clan members.
The emperor said coldly, "Kill them all."
The knife came down and blood flowed like a river.
Wanhua Palace is like purgatory.
The emperor held out his hand, and the guard handed him a clean, bloodless knife. "You gave birth to a good son. I will give you some respect."
The so-called decency is to let him commit suicide.
Prince Ping's voice was filled with bitterness. "Your Highness... thank you."
Before he took his last breath, he seemed to hear Zhao Chongxian's voice.
Prince Ping really wanted to say, I don’t want to kill you, that medicine won’t kill you.
It’s a pity that this misunderstanding can never be resolved.
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