"Hmph, a mere few old men with bones falling off their feet dare to dream of stopping me?!"
Yun Yichun shouted loudly, looking mockingly at the old generals protecting Yun Beiye.
"Left Prime Minister, you're already quite old, can you still eat?!"
He glanced disdainfully at Xue Guangjin, whose temples were streaked with white hair.
"Damn it, you little brat, you're asking for it!"
Xue Guangjin was so angry that he wanted to go over and give him a good beating, but after looking at the wine bottle in his hand, he backed away.
Without decent weapons and ammunition, how can we possibly win?!
"Father, I just don't understand. Why keep these old bones around when they can no longer fight on the battlefield?!" Yun Yichun looked at Yun Beiye sitting on the dragon throne above the main hall with a nonchalant expression.
"You barbaric brat, when I was fighting alongside His Majesty, you were still nowhere to be found!"
"Hey hey hey, don't be in such a hurry. We'll send you to the underworld soon, so you can meet your fallen brothers."
Yun Yichun snorted coldly, then her smile vanished, replaced by an angry look as she glared at Yun Beiye.
Yun Beiye looked at Yun Yichun in disbelief: "Are you trying to kill your father?"
"Parricide?" Yun Yichun sneered, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"Father has never wanted to see his son."
Yun Yichun's voice seemed to drift away.
“When I was a child, I practiced calligraphy and wanted to show it to Father Emperor, but every time I came to the Zichen Palace, I was blocked outside.”
"Father dines with his brothers, chatting and laughing, but he never wants to see me."
Yun Beiye looked at his son kneeling on the ground, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"I didn't have my father's love and protection, but at least I had my mother."
"But my mother also left me first."
"Father has also imprisoned me in Yong'an Palace for life, and I cannot leave without being summoned..."
"If I'm not doing well, none of you should be either!"
"Father, if you have been unjust to your son, then don't blame your son for being unfilial. Once this world belongs to your son, your son will offer incense to you on this day every year!"
After Yun Yichun finished speaking, he looked up at the sky and let out a long roar.
"Back then, Consort Rong used Yu Meiren to poison the Ninth Princess's sweet soup."
"Chun'er, don't be so stubborn!"
Empress Zhaoyuan shouted loudly.
"And you! What are you waiting for!"
"You killed my mother! If you hadn't sent people to Yong'an Palace, my mother wouldn't have been ridiculed!"
Yun Yichun glared hatefully at Empress Zhaoyuan, her eyes seemingly dripping with blood.
"How dare you! As long as we are here, you will never usurp the throne!"
The ministers who stood in front of Yun Beiye roared.
"Oh, you've got some big talk. You think a bunch of filthy bastards can withstand an army?!"
Yun Yichun waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately stood up straight.
The officials standing in front of Yun Beiye were somewhat flustered.
"Father, by imprisoning me in Yong'an Palace, you have given me ample time to recruit soldiers and secretly manipulate everything!"
A civil official hiding under the table mustered up his courage and threw a wine bottle at him.
"Zhang Lushi, could you at least throw it more accurately?!"
Yun Yichun tilted her head slightly, and the wine bottle smashed against the pillar, crashing to the ground with a loud thud.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter. I'll teach you a lesson when I become emperor."
"Are you all dawdling and stalling for time? Don't waste your energy, there are no more soldiers available in the capital."
"What do you mean by that? Minister of War..."
The official who was speaking suddenly stopped when he mentioned the Minister of War.
Yes, why didn't Minister of War Sun Ren attend tonight's banquet?!
In the past, Sun Ren's carefree nature meant that if he came, he would definitely make everyone notice him.
"Minister of War, Sun Ren, is fast asleep at home right now!"
Yun Yichun proudly raised his head. He had already bribed the people in the Sun family and even sent someone to poison them.
"Father, in my opinion, you should stop struggling in your death throes. Drink this poisoned wine, and let's part ways amicably. That will be the end of our father-son relationship."
Yun Yichun made a dark gesture, and a eunuch dressed in palace attire walked up to Yun Beiye with a cup of poisoned wine.
"You little brat!"
Zhao Zhongquan kicked the eunuch who brought the wine to the ground.
Yun Beiye remained silent, his thin lips pressed tightly together, staring intently at Yun Yichun.
"Fifth brother, put down your knife! Father won't kill you!"
Prince Rui, Yun Yibo, looked at him, his heart aching.
"It's all because I, your brother, didn't keep a good eye on you..."
"Elder brother, don't worry, once I become emperor, I will spare your lives."
"Yun Yichun, how dare you!"
The Second Prince, Yun Yizhong, glared at him angrily, "With us here, you won't be able to harm Father Emperor!"
Yun Yichun looked around and shook her head slightly. "Oh dear, where is Jin Jinzhi, the former God of War of Nanyang?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, he's disabled now."
Yun Yichun laughed almost maniacally.
"Ninth Princess, it seems that even your husband can't protect you anymore."
"You are the source of what happened back then!" Yun Yichun pointed at Yun Duoduo, gritting her teeth, wishing she could devour her alive.
"If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have died!"
"Fine, you slut, I'm not going to argue with you."
Yun Yichun glanced at Yun Duoduo with disdain.
At Yun Yichun's command, he raised his broadsword and shouted, "Kill them!"
Yun Yichun led his soldiers step by step toward Yun Beiye. His eyes were fierce, and the soldiers were united.
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