Old Wang, who was no longer able to straighten his back and was breathing heavily, took a few more steps towards the emperor at the Wenxuan Dynasty.
"Brother, let's be frank now!
How about you write the imperial edict and hand over the imperial seal yourself, so that I can give you some dignity?
Before the emperor could speak, Xiao Chen, who was standing in front of him, couldn't help but speak, "Uncle Eighth Prince, do you know what nonsense you are talking about? Are you really going to usurp the throne?"
Being interrupted again, Prince Wenxuan's impatience was visibly evident. He turned to look at him and said, "Nephew Xiao Chen, if you know what's best for you, I will spare your life and let you be your idle prince in the future. But if you don't, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying this, he softened his tone and looked at Zhao Yiming who was following behind him. "My nephew Mingyu, you are different from them. If you are willing to sincerely surrender to me, I will grant you promotion and honor, as well as countless gold, silver and treasures."
Faced with his recruitment, Zhao Yiming remained indifferent. Did he look so stupid?
Not to mention that I destroyed so many of his important hideouts, just the fact that Xiao Qingheng was only half dead in the Sky Prison made it impossible for him to let me go.
If he were to succeed, I'd probably die on the day he succeeded.
He then said, "Eighth Uncle, you are too polite. Mingyu feels that the title of Duke is quite good. If it is higher, Mingyu may not be able to enjoy it. As for gold, silver and other valuables, the Duke's Mansion is small, so there is no shortage of them for the time being."
King Wenxuan had not expected him to agree readily. On the contrary, if he agreed too readily, he would not believe it. As for the things on his wife, he could take them slowly in the future.
However, he always had to be more patient with useful people. "Don't be so hasty to refuse, nephew Mingyu. You can tell me after you have thought it through."
Zhao Yiming remained silent, knowing that saying more was pointless, so he simply kept his mouth shut.
King Wenxuan was not angry about this. Seeing that the situation was almost under his control, he looked at the emperor again.
"Brother, it's been so long, I wonder what you think about it?"
Seeing this, the emperor stopped playing dumb and said, "I don't think it's a big deal."
He patted the Queen's hand, waved away Xiao Chen who was blocking his way, and took a step forward. "Is my royal brother so sure that you can succeed today?"
Seeing the emperor's calm demeanor, Prince Wenxuan frowned, then said with disdain, "At this hour, do you still think you can frame me with just a few words?"
After saying this, he asked his men to fetch some writing brush and ink. "If my royal brother is sensible, he can suffer less. If you still can't see the situation clearly, I don't mind helping you."
At his signal, a eunuch who had been bribed long ago carried a pen and ink and walked towards the emperor.
But just as he was about to reach the target, the unarmed emperor suddenly took the knife from Xiao Chen's hand. Everyone heard a "swish" sound and saw the eunuch's head fall to the ground. His already bent body fell forward in the next second.
The ink that had been ground in advance in the tray fell to the ground, flowing on the exquisite and expensive carpet like growing branches, and intersecting with the bright red blood spraying from the eunuch's neck, depicting a charming picture of red plum blossoms in full bloom.
Prince Wenxuan's eyes seemed to be dyed red by the enchanting red plum blossoms. After kicking away the head that rolled to his feet, his voice was extremely cold, "Since my royal brother refuses to drink the toast, then I will have to drink the penalty wine."
"Come here, bring it to me..."
Before he could finish his words, the emperor waved his hand helplessly, and then the prince shouted outside the hall, "Where is General Tian?"
The next second, Tian Mingwu took the lead and quickly entered the hall with his army, and instantly surrounded King Wenxuan's men.
Tian Mingwu went straight before the emperor and said, "I am late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Seeing him covered in blood, the emperor showed no disdain and personally stepped forward to help him up. "General Tian, you are not late. You have arrived at the right time."
Seeing Tian Mingwu coming with his men, the civil officials who had been frightened to death breathed a sigh of relief. Then they became more energetic, forgot their previous fear, and began to criticize King Wenxuan.
When Tian Mingwu came in, Prince Wenxuan panicked for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. "General Tian, do you think you've done a great service by saving me? Have you ever thought about your wife and children outside the palace? I heard you just became a grandfather! What's wrong? Don't you want to hear them call you grandfather in person?"
"You black-hearted bastard, if you dare to touch a hair on my family, I will skin you alive..."
Before the ministers who were afraid that Tian Mingwu would be threatened and turn against him could speak to persuade him, Tian Mingwu launched into a barrage of national quintessence at King Wenxuan. If it weren't for the fact that he and the emperor had the same father, he would probably have even greeted King Wenxuan's ancestors for eighteen generations.
However, although other people could not be cursed, the Queen Mother was not spared. She used all the most unpleasant curses, including dirty words and without, which shocked everyone present.
I swallowed subconsciously and secretly swore that I would never offend this unlucky god again, lest my ancestors’ coffins could not hold me down!
King Wenxuan considered himself a scholar and a prince, and had never been scolded like this before. He immediately broke down and snatched the knife from his subordinate and fought with Tian Mingwu desperately.
Tian Mingwu was not willing to be outdone and drew his sword and rushed forward.
This family is full of crooked people, and none of them are good people. He has wanted to beat this guy up for a long time, and now that he has the chance, he will naturally not let it go.
However, after several rounds, he gradually fell behind. No one expected that King Wenxuan, who looked weak and frail like a pale-faced scholar, actually had such great skills.
Prince Wenxuan made a feint and Tian Mingwu's sword strike missed. When Tian Mingwu reacted again, Prince Wenxuan's sword had already reached his forehead.
"General Tian, be careful, get out of the way quickly..." Everyone's heart was instantly lifted up, and they screamed at him to get out of the way. The timid ones had already covered their eyes and dared not look.
Tian Mingwu widened his eyes. The knife was so powerful, so fast, and so close that he had no way of dodging it.
Just when he thought he would be killed tonight, a silver sword appeared in front of his forehead at the last second with lightning speed, blocking the knife for him.
Seeing that the knife was blocked, King Wenxuan subconsciously looked at the owner of the sword. Zhao Yiming took the opportunity to pull Tian Mingwu out from under the knife, and took the opportunity to counterattack, kicking King Wenxuan in the chest, kicking him back several feet before he could barely stabilize himself.
"Are you okay, father-in-law?" Zhao Yiming carefully helped Tian Mingwu up.
Tian Mingwu waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, but Wan'er and An'an..."
Before Tian Mingwu finished speaking, Zhao Yiming hurried to comfort him, "Don't worry, father-in-law, I left everyone at the mansion. An An and mother-in-law will be fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, an eagle cry was heard outside the hall, and the next second a white eagle flew into the hall.
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