"ah?"
Chu Aotian's mouth opened wide.
no.
He just came into the palace so openly, as if he was returning to his own home?
He is a traitor!
Chu Aotian raised his clenched fist into the air and forgot about hitting Chu Jinglin; Chu Jinglin put his foot on Chu Aotian's abdomen and forgot to continue.
The two brothers maintained this posture and turned their heads to look at His Highness at the same time.
Chu Yeli came over.
step.
Many officials subconsciously stepped back and moved away with fearful looks.
step.
All the officials trembled and retreated to both sides, leaving a wide aisle in the crowded hall.
step.
As he stepped onto the steps, the imperial guards on both sides were about to step forward, but a group of elite soldiers rushed in from outside the hall and instantly took control of the situation.
In today's Chu, it is clear who controls the world and who has the final say.
Who dares to be the first to stand out?
He took a step and walked up the stairs. His tall figure slowly appeared on the dragon throne, covering Chu Aotian and Chu Jinglin.
He looked down from above, like a king looking down upon his territory, and raised his thin lips slightly:
"Get out of the way."
Chu Aotian hugged Chu Jinglin in horror.
Why is it that no one in the court dares to speak out?
Seventh brother, Chu Yeli won’t hit us, right?
Chu Jinglin trembled.
Eighth brother, according to the principle of success goes to the victors, we, the remnants of the previous dynasty, should generally be eradicated...
The two of them hugged each other tightly!
Chu Aotian choked and glared at him:
"You...you don't dare to be so presumptuous! This is Da Chu!"
"Yeah?"
Chu Yeli supported the dragon table with both hands, slowly leaned over to look at him, his aura cold and stern: "Your Majesty, where are your people? Where are your soldiers?"
"you!"
"The journey has been smooth and unobstructed. Smart people know how to choose, and good birds choose the right tree to roost in."
He glanced sideways at the civil and military officials below.
"Who disagrees?"
The expressions of all the officials changed. They lowered their heads slightly and dared not say much.
Chu Aotian said angrily: "You traitor, you are the cause of all the troubles in the Chu State. You caused the war and killed countless soldiers. When the Regent comes back, I will not let you go!"
Chu Yeli glanced at him coldly and raised his hand.
Before it landed, Chu Aotian thought he was going to hit him, so he immediately jumped up and went to the side, "I said a few words to you, and you still want to hit me!"
Chu Jinglin: “?”
Hurry up and get out of the way.
"I'm just straightening my sleeves." Chu Yeli turned around and sat on the dragon throne, which symbolizes the highest power in a country.
Chu Aotian felt cowardly and aggrieved, but he couldn't win, so he could only endure it.
The emperor's uncle will not let him go!
Let’s wait and see!
He won't be happy for long!
The emperor's uncle will not die.
"emperor."
"What?"
"Stand further away, you're blocking my light." Chu Yeli leaned back in his chair, lazily opened his palms, placed them on the cold armrests of the dragon chair, and looked down disdainfully:
"The regent is dead. If you want the southern barbarians to cease fighting and restore the peace of the past, the only way is for me to ascend the throne."
Chu Aotian gritted his teeth: "You are clearly usurping the throne openly!"
"So what? You send soldiers to fight me? Those people outside are my people."
"you!"
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
In the hall, a tall and cold figure stood out.
It’s Qin Muyu.
He looked coldly at the man who was in power for a while. Past grudges flashed through his mind, and a burning murderous intent was brewing.
"Even if the regent is missing for the time being, is it possible that our great Chu does not even have a loyal and loyal minister?"
Chu Yeli laughed:
"General Qin is wrong. When I ascend the throne, you will retain your previous positions and status. Who can sacrifice their own lives and abandon the lives of their nine clans?"
All the officials looked panic-stricken.
Nine clans!
Who among the officials in the court is not from an aristocratic family? Who does not have hundreds of people in their family? With an elderly mother and young children, and so many relatives involved, who would dare to take the risk?
Who is not selfish in this world?
What's more, the regent's safety is still unknown, and the Great Chu is in danger. There is no hope. Why not follow a good master as soon as possible?
A minister whispered:
"General Qin, as long as the country is stable and the people are safe, it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor..."
"you!"
Qin Muyu turned his head and saw a group of people cowering and laughing fiercely:
"Well, in that case, let me, the General's Mansion, be the first to take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward and took action.
"Muyu!"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me.
Qin Muyu stopped in a hurry and turned around to see the familiar face of the woman.
Ahri!
Just as he was about to step forward, Ah Yu raised his sword and stood between them, "General Qin, please respect yourself."
After traveling by boat and car for several days, Chu Li's face did not look good. He pursed his slightly pale lips and shook his head at Qin Muyu.
Don't be impulsive.
On the way back, she saw with her own eyes Chu Yeli subdue the ministers, lead the army, and work hand in hand with the Nanman Princess.
It can be said that he already holds great power.
If we force it, it will only lead to unnecessary sacrifices.
Qin Muyu was furious and looked towards the high seat, "Chu Yeli, you are a man, but you are holding a woman hostage!"
"Hostage?"
Chu Yeli looked over and asked, "Xiao Jiu, have I ever treated you badly?"
Chu Li pursed her lips, turned her head to the side, and didn't want to say more to him.
Lose face in public.
His eyes dimmed...
"You've already got what you wanted, Chu Yeli, please let me go."
Chu Yeli held the armrest tightly.
get?
No.
not enough.
It is far from enough.
He took the red brush from the table and threw it to Chu Aotian: "Draft an imperial edict to abdicate."
Chu Aotian was about to step forward angrily, but when he saw Chu Li below, a myriad of bitterness instantly surged into his heart.
Without the emperor's uncle, they are like little chicks with no one to protect them.
"I hate it!"
"Why did you say what was in your heart?"
His heart tightened, and he subconsciously covered his mouth and glared at Chu Yeli, but the other party laughed coldly and threw the blank imperial edict at him, "Bear with it!"
"Write it for me."
Chu Li was in their hands, so Chu Aotian dared not not write.
He clenched the pen tightly, wrote down the humiliation of the moment, wrote quickly, finished it quickly, and slammed the imperial edict on the table.
Bang!
Throw the pen.
Bang!
This was his last act of stubbornness.
Chu Yeli picked up the imperial edict, glanced at it, frowned slightly, and then chuckled: "Your level of writing imperial edicts is similar to Xiaojiu's."
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