Shui Sheng withdrew his troops because his father died to atone for his sins and gave an explanation to all the innocent people in the unjust case of Nangong Qiuming.

She had to withdraw her troops because she had launched the rebellion under this banner to force the emperor to abdicate.

Now this reason is no longer valid. If she fights again, it will be her own evil ambition.

The emperor passed away, lying quietly in the coffin. It turned out that the emperor had white hair and wrinkles without knowing when. In Nangong Fusang's memory, the emperor was still the majestic and tall emperor when he first went to the hunting ground.

But in fact, he has been old for a long time and is just an old man who is unable to do anything.

After the emperor passed away, everyone knelt in front of the coffin to send him off for three days without eating or drinking.

But in fact, not many people can really go without food or water. They all eat and drink secretly, thinking that others can't see it, but in fact everyone knows it.

You see, people just like to deceive themselves.

The Queen also offered food to Nangong Fusang, but he did not take it. He had never been filial to his father well in the past, and he wanted to send him off sincerely on this last journey.

Liu Sheng and the Prime Minister didn't eat either. As the emperor and his subjects, this was the last respect they could give to their father.

Nangong Fusang did not admire Liu Sheng. After all, his father had once doted on him. He left some dignity for his father, which was also an explanation for his years as a subject.

But there was absolutely no need for the prime minister. His father was not the king he wanted in the first place. He had worked hard for the country and the people over the years, but his father always found fault with him, stripped him of his military power, and suppressed him.

Now that his father is gone, he didn't laugh out loud, which was out of respect for his father.

He can still give his father dignity, which is the cultivation of a prime minister.

As soon as the wake was over, others couldn't wait to go to the Qinzheng Hall to compete for the throne, under the pretext that the country cannot be without a king for a day.

It's so funny. A country cannot be without a king for a day. Then why are you forcing the emperor to abdicate when he already has one?

They were arguing about their own things. Nangong Fusang simply left the city, too lazy to argue with this group of people.

If one can fight for the throne with words, then why does the country form an army?

Isn't this bullshit?

So he went out of the city and transferred his elite troops in, then he attacked and directly surrounded the Qinzheng Palace.

When Meng Tao saw him, he immediately transferred the Imperial Guards away.

They, the Imperial Guards, only obey the emperor. Now that there is no emperor, they naturally won't get involved and will just rest wherever it is cool.

When Nangong Fusang entered the hall, Shui Sheng and the others were arguing heatedly.

Basically, there are two factions. One faction, represented by Shui Sheng, wants to establish the twelfth brother as the legitimate son. They say that the eldest son should be established as the legitimate son, but in fact they just want a puppet emperor.

One faction is the ninth one. Except for the forces of Liu Sheng and the Prime Minister, most of the rest in the court belong to him. There is nothing wrong with establishing him as the emperor.

The two sides quarreled fiercely, their faces turned red, and they were almost quarreling face to face.

But I just don't do anything. You guys are making such a fuss, why don't you just go up and give them a couple of punches?

They just talk but don't do anything, and Nangong Fusang feels anxious for them.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and walked straight in.

When those who were arguing saw him walk in wearing armor, they immediately stopped arguing and dared not breathe.

Nangong Fusang didn't waste any time talking to them. He just drew out his sword and stabbed it into the ground of the Qinzheng Hall. Come on, keep playing the music and making noise.

But they stopped arguing, no matter how Nangong Fusang tried to persuade them.

What a fear of death.

Isn't it said that censors are not afraid of death? I think you are very afraid of death.

Nangong Fusang couldn't help but glance at the silent Old Nine next to him, and said, "Ninth brother, did you see that it's useless to reason with you? You need soldiers in your hands."

If you command a large army, and anyone who dares to talk back at you is killed with two swords, you will only lose your reputation, but they will lose their lives.

This is what Liu Sheng taught your elder brother, and your elder brother has passed it on to you today.

Shui Sheng still insisted on establishing the eldest son as the heir, but she seemed to have forgotten that the prince had long been registered under the Queen's name and was the eldest son.

The eldest son or the legitimate wife?

Can I take them all?

Are you sure?!

Shui Sheng probably also reacted and became speechless in an instant.

Isn't this just shooting oneself in the foot?

Stupid woman.

This king just has no interest in the throne. If you had the slightest interest in it, you would hand over the throne to me.

Since the eldest son or the legitimate wife is not feasible, the only option is to appoint the most capable one.

Speaking of appointing a virtuous person, how old is my twelfth brother? Virtue and virtue have nothing to do with him. When I lead the troops into the palace, everyone knows whether he is virtuous or not, although no one dares to say it out loud.

So in the end the throne fell to the ninth brother, who looked confused and felt like he had found a bargain.

I will not pay any attention to him. Anyway, the throne has been given to him, so he can do whatever he wants in the future.

I will return to Southern Xinjiang after my father’s funeral is over.

Beijing is great, I won’t be coming back anymore.

When Nangong Fusang said he was leaving, Lao Jiu almost cried. It was unclear whether he was crying because of brotherhood or because King Xiang had left him such a mess.

Nangong Fusang felt that it should be the latter. After all, he and Lao Jiu didn't have much brotherly love, and his feelings for Lao Jiu were not as much as those for Liu Sheng.

He left at night without telling anyone, riding a horse leisurely out of the palace.

Not long after he left the palace, Liu Sheng was waiting for him on horseback on the road he had to pass.

This old bastard really has a plan for everything. He even knew that I was going to leave secretly.

And maybe it was because the weather was too dark or the fog was too thick, but Nangong Fusang actually saw reluctance in his eyes.

Damn, you left me in southern Xinjiang for more than ten years, and you didn’t seem reluctant to let me go. Now I’m just going back to where I came from, but you’re reluctant to let me go.

Sure enough, people who are in love are different.

But now is not the time for him to be reluctant to leave me. Take your wife and run away quickly while the ninth one is still not firmly seated on the throne.

That’s all I have to say. The world of martial arts has disappeared.

However, if he really has nowhere to go, he can bring his little money-grubber to Southern Xinjiang. As long as I am here, no one can touch them.

But Liu Fuhei seemed to have already made plans and did not go to Southern Xinjiang with me.

Everything was up to him. Nangong Fusang did not force it and rode away on horseback.

During Nangong Fusang's absence, the soldiers in southern Xinjiang still followed the military regulations he had previously formulated.

Train new soldiers, build city walls, cultivate land and become self-sufficient.

We remain strong in external affairs and will beat anyone who dares to provoke us until they are at a loss.

Section 256

These are the soldiers led by Nangong Fusang, who are swift and decisive, fighting when necessary and making peace when necessary.

He now likes these soldiers of his better than Lao Jiu.

Although my father was suspicious, jealous and selfish, he was decisive in killing people. Otherwise, he would not have started a rebellion and killed his father and brother.

Although Nangong Fusang is not as ruthless as his father, he is also clean and brave when fighting on the battlefield.

So who did Lao Jiu take after? He was indecisive and hesitant.

But there is one advantage of people like him, that is, he listens to advice, and it is also good to be an emperor.