The officials were plotting.
"Understood! Don't worry, what the king wants is legitimacy, and what we want is for him to shut up forever."
Fang Zhiyi seemed to know something, and dismissed all the idlers in the courtyard early on. Only Dexiang was unwilling to leave, but Fang Zhiyi took out a letter and handed it to him. Dexiang was one of the few literate eunuchs. After reading the letter, he knelt down in front of Fang Zhiyi for a long time, wiped away his tears and left.
After that day, Fang Zhiyi was once again surrounded by many spies watching his every move.
Everyone knows that the president must abdicate legitimately, and he cannot afford any mishaps.
On the day the sun slowly rose, Fang Zhiyi once again donned the dragon robe and sat upright on the dragon throne.
He glanced at the spot that should have been Xie Wanyuan's, but it was already occupied by others. He had to speak to Yi Taiwei himself to tell them. When Yi Taiwei heard that Xie Wanyuan was not giving face to the God of Wealth, he immediately banished Xie Wanyuan's entire family from the capital.
As the drums and music began, the group slowly entered the main hall.
Fang Zhiyi looked down at the ruler of the Mang Dynasty. The original owner of this body had also met him, and at that time, the ruler had a look of disdain on his face.
Of course, I still look down on it now, but there's still a hint of curiosity in that disdain.
"Fang Zhiyi, you promised, come down quickly," Commander Yi urged in a low voice.
Fang Zhiyi immediately stood up, eager to get down. The officials were already familiar with his thinking, and some couldn't help but laugh, saying that this guy sitting on the dragon throne was like being tortured.
The guards beside the king stepped forward, and Fang Zhiyi was so startled that she stopped in her tracks.
The king smiled and waved for the guards to leave: "You must be Fang Zhiyi, the emperor of Li Kingdom?"
Fang Zhiyi replied respectfully, "Yes, yes, greetings to Your Majesty."
There were still foreigners among the officials, and their eyes were full of contempt. How could such a person become emperor?
"Today, my Mang Dynasty and the Li Kingdom can be united as one..." the king began his speech.
Fang Zhiyi walked forward, bowing and scraping. Many people watched this scene. Some were heartbroken, some were amused, some were excited, and many more were worried, afraid that Fang Zhiyi would reveal some of their secrets.
Only Fang Zhiyi counted in her mind: five steps, four steps, three steps...
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes no longer showing flattery, but rather a certain emotion.
"Finally, I've been fooled!"
The King of Mang Dynasty looked at him and suddenly had a bad feeling, but before he could finish speaking, he said, "My Mang Dynasty's culture and the people of Li Kingdom..."
Fang Zhiyi unleashed a speed that no one else had ever witnessed. He formed a claw with one hand and instantly bit the throat of the Mang Dynasty ruler: "Well said. Don't say it again next time."
With just a little force, the king's pupils instantly turned bloodshot, and by the time the guards approached, he had already collapsed and was lifeless.
The sudden turn of events terrified everyone.
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