The sharp tone silenced the arguing ministers.
Everyone looked up and saw the queen helping the King of Mobei to slowly sit up.
The furious King of Mobei looked fierce, and his eyes, as sharp as a knife, swept across everyone.
It was as if he was going to cut off their flesh.
Although the monarch was ill, he still managed the country for more than ten years.
At this time, when he was scolded, no one dared to refute him.
Wherever he looked, everyone around him stood with their heads bowed.
"None of you have good intentions. This king is not dead yet. How dare you bully the king? You are so heartless. If you want to be the king of Mobei, you should have the bearing of a king. Do you think you are just peddlers by making such a fuss?"
His stern voice was like rain hitting banana leaves.
He scolded everyone until their faces turned red and they were speechless.
After a round of scolding, the King of Mobei felt that the anger in his chest had dissipated a lot. He looked at the queen who looked unwilling and the confused and helpless child beside him.
He felt extremely sad, but he had to make the decision: "My Mobei ancestors' precepts say that the throne should be inherited by the younger brother after the elder brother's death. The throne should have been inherited by the elder brother."
He looked gloomy, and those who knew the inside story lowered their heads and remained silent.
"However, you all feared the Great Zhao Emperor and forced me to ascend the throne. For over a decade, I have worked diligently and cautiously. Now that Mobei is in danger, I voluntarily abdicate! The throne must be returned to my brother. I only hope that my brother will treat my family well."
After hearing these words, Taizu and his family were filled with joy.
Queen Mobei looked unwilling, but helpless, as she knew this was the best choice.
Even if the king forcibly gave the throne to his children, his life was hanging by a thread. It would be difficult to protect them. As the king, she and the children would be puppets of the royal family.
She couldn't make the decision, so she couldn't expect this.
The son of Taizu had not expected that the purpose of this trip would be achieved so quickly. He looked pleased at the moment and said, "I will treat your relatives well."
The King of Mobei snorted coldly, obviously not wanting to say any more to this cowardly brother.
He put his hand to the corner of his mouth, coughed a few times, and looked tired.
The courtiers who had stopped arguing in the hall looked at each other, knowing that it was time to leave.
Having achieved his goal, Taizu's son tactfully took his leave.
The King of Mobei lay dejectedly on his bed, stroking the heads of his two children. His expression was sad: "It was my fault. If I hadn't thought about it, I could have been a wealthy and idle official in the future. But I'm not willing to accept that!"
All good things were taken away by that killer god. When he was young, his father, a man of extraordinary talent, led his army south and defeated Dazhao, forcing him to flee. But before he could enjoy his glory for long, Yan Jiyuan forcibly snatched the land back...
He spoke slowly, as if he was speaking to the queen, but also to himself.
The Queen of Mobei lowered her head, and cold tears flowed down her face.
"They can't get any good."
A strange light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the King of Mobei, and the crying queen looked stunned.
The king said, "As soon as I die, you must take the children and hide your identities. Mobei will not perish at my hands! In view of my dying words, I will not trouble you too much. Wujina, live well with the children!"
If Mobei doesn't forget, he will do everything in his power to let his child sit on the throne.
But now that Dazhao is the only powerful country and there is a natural emperor, I'm afraid it won't last long.
The world only knows about Dazhao, but not Mobei and Chu.
If you want to take the throne back from him, then take it!
Wujina looked at her husband's resolute expression and knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion.
The King of Mobei has only these two children, and even a tiger won’t eat its own cubs.
Wujina believed that what he said was right.
After arranging the funeral, the King of Mobei murmured, "I am tired. Please go down."
Within two days, the King of Mobei issued a self-blame edict and hanged himself.
A great monarch sincerely apologized to the people of Mobei.
This also touched the hearts of many people, so much so that when Queen Wujina fled with her two young sons, no one stopped them.
Even the newly appointed king acquiesced.
Next to the green gauze cabinet, Emperor Mingxi leaned on the dragon throne, listening indifferently to Tian Gan reporting to him on the movements of the two countries.
When he heard that the King of Mobei had hanged himself in the palace, he didn't even frown.
He still has some backbone, but the emperor is still a little unhappy that he failed to kill the person who attacked his son.
As for his two children, His Majesty had no interest in killing them all.
Things were quite quiet in the State of Chu, but due to natural disasters, these people seemed to have overreached.
If his child had not been immune to all poisons, he would have suffered the same fate.
A ray of light shone through the green gauze cabinet and slanted onto Emperor Mingxi, but it could not add any warmth to him.
The emperor had a cold expression, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
He has plenty of ways to make those who jump up randomly kneel down one by one.
"Your Highness, please slow down." In the dim light, the emperor, who was as still as a mountain like a statue, raised his eyebrows slightly.
He looked up at the entrance of the palace, which was where he handled government affairs. It was empty and quiet.
A small figure holding a huge jade seal stumbled towards this side.
The threshold that was like a chasm to him in the past is no longer easy to cross, but he no longer needs others to hold him.
Before anyone even got close, he started shouting, "Father!"
He is full of energy and doesn't look poisoned at all.
But he coaxed the queen mother into drinking a lot of food.
The desolate atmosphere in the hall disappeared in an instant, and the dim hall gradually became brighter with the arrival of the little fat boy.
He was like a fire in the snow, attracting the shivering people.
Everyone in the hall was looking at him, and the little fat boy had become accustomed to these gazes.
He twisted his butt and bumped into Emperor Mingxi's leg. Fortunately, he knew that the emperor was not fully recovered yet, so he used less force.
Otherwise, His Majesty will suffer the torture of love.
"What are you doing?" The silly child always sticks to the Queen Mother, and the Emperor feels a little jealous.
The little fat boy stuffed the jade seal into Emperor Mingxi's hand and rested his head on his knees: "I want to discuss something with you!"
Emperor Mingxi looked at his sparkling eyes and was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that Your Highness would discuss this with me."
After all, doesn't this little bastard just do whatever he wants?
The emperor was looking forward to what he would say, and casually picked up the imperial seal and handed it to Wu Zhonghe.
"Ouch." As soon as Wu Zhonghe took the jade seal, he felt a surge of ancient and heavy momentum coming towards him. The strong feeling of palpitations made him dare not hold it anymore.
"This God-given treasure is always different. It is only close to pearls like Your Majesty and the Crown Prince. An old servant with no roots cannot touch it." He just said this casually.
But the little fat boy frowned and pouted: "Don't talk nonsense, isn't fish the lifeblood of Daban?"
His memory was really good. Those were the words Wu Zhong and Cang Yue said when the little fat boy was one year old.
He still remembers.
Wu Zhonghe's heart was pounding. What would happen if the emperor heard such outrageous words?
It doesn’t matter if His Majesty punishes him, I’m just afraid that His Majesty won’t let him serve in front of him.
Then how could he get close to the little prince?
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