The environment in which the two kings compete for the throne has changed. Now it is a brutal life-and-death struggle. Both sides have no room for easing and no way out. Perhaps if they failed before, at most they would just lose their official positions and go home to retire. But now, if they were in their place, they would never dare to let the person who knew today's secret return home easily. They would definitely keep him under strict supervision or even kill him.
There was a dead silence in the Shenlong Hall. The dozen or so provincial governors and generals present had serious expressions on their faces, with beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads. Everyone was thinking urgently, trying to find a way to break the deadlock.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the hall that had been closed for a long time began to feel stuffy, but no one had the mind to care about these trivial details now, only the extremely difficult decision.
Finally, after a long period of silence, a voice broke the status quo.
The governor of Nolanzhou, dressed in red and purple, stepped forward and bowed to Prince Zhaolong, who had been waiting on the platform.
"Your Majesty, I am Jian Qingyan. I am willing to follow you till death." After saying this, he slowly lowered his body and performed the ritual of kowtow three times and bow nine times.
At this moment, even though Prince Zhaolong knew he had to remain calm, he couldn't help but be moved. He tried to keep his voice calm, took a deep breath, and walked forward slowly.
"I forgive."
After he finished speaking, he slowly helped the frontier official up, and Li Jingfang beside him also closed his eyes slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.
With this first one, the rest will be easy.
Sure enough, several more people slowly stepped forward and swore their allegiance.
"We are willing to follow Your Majesty to the end of the mountains and rivers, to the end of the Nine Netherworlds."
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Seeing that the Jiedushi who held a large number of troops had even sworn in to surrender, the other people present gradually became anxious. Some began to regret why they were not the first. In this kind of thing, usually the first few people left the deepest impression, and the ones after that were just ordinary.
Then, one after another, more people came forward and swore allegiance, until only three people were left standing alone in the field, never moving.
By this time, everyone else gathered around Prince Zhaolong, all looking at the three people. Some of them were joking, some were contemptuous, some were admiring, and some were hostile.
Li Jingfang spoke again, but this time his voice was noticeably colder.
"Are you still insisting on your own opinions and refusing to join us?"
"Or maybe you are just self-righteous and don't know the suffering of the common people. You seem to be loyal and righteous, but you are actually evil." His words became colder and colder, and there was even a hint of murderous intent.
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