No one answered, only the sound of the guard's weapon sounded in the dark night.
Emperor Shang glanced at the guards who surrounded him with knives, and suddenly felt sad. Aren't these guards the prince's personal guards? I thought that the prince was a rare person who understood that he would help the prince well, but he didn't think that people were really lacking, and this prince was no exception.
"Si'er, now that you've already made a move, but you don't want to see your father?" Emperor Shang stood there with calmness in his voice, and a trace of disappointment that he didn't get into. How could a prince dare to point his sword at him? Emperor Shang knew that there was someone behind the prince, so he didn't need to think that Emperor Shang knew that that person was his fourth son.
Because of the queen, Emperor Shang loves Wu and Wu likes the child Shang Wuxin, but although he has no intentions for other children, he never treats them badly. Later, seeing his daughter become smarter a little bit, Emperor Shang also really cares about Shang Wuxin. There is a parent-daughter bond. Nowadays, all his children are being solved by Shang Wuxin one by one, and Emperor Shang also felt heartache in desperation. Now, for these four sons, Emperor Shang hopes more than once that he can see the facts clearly, and being an idle prince who does not worry about food and clothing may not necessarily be Not good, but now it seems that Emperor Shang feels that he is really old!
After the layers of guards walked out a white-clothed Shang Ancang, even if he was still the same person, the desire for power in his eyes was full of power. Who can say that such a Shang Ancang is a prince who is indifferent to fame and fortune
"Royal Father!" The same voice, but there was no usual respect and a few traces of resentment in it. Shang Ancang stood in front of the guards and looked at his father, his voice full of threats, "If the father writes the imperial edict now, my son will let the father take care of him in the future!"
Shang Huang took back all the last traces of his father-son affection for Shang Ancang. As an emperor, even if Shang Huang was different from a group of emperors, he had the same cold heart. He could dote on Shang Wuxin but not. The representative did the same to several other children. From ancient times to the present, is it still rare that the father kills the son and the son kills the father
Emperor Shang came to Shang Wuxin's side and looked at his daughter. He was not panicking at this time. He was very satisfied, but at the same time, he felt that he had indeed implicated his daughter. Such a thing, the more he gets along with his daughter, the Emperor Shang feels that his daughter is more suitable for this position than himself.
Shang Wuxin looked at Emperor Shang who was standing beside him trying to protect him, his lowered eyes flashed with warmth. Shang Wuxin now has a very responsible father, Shang Huang, and a mother, Yiyin, who cares about him. It's so good!
"Keeping up with the good old days? Negative son! Is this the face you have been hiding for so many years!" Shang Huang was displeased in his heart. It would not be better for anyone to be deceived by a disguised face for so many years, let alone Shang. Emperor.
Shang Ancang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. There was desolation and disdain in his smile. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Shang Wuxin, who was standing there. Isn’t it Wuxin? Father, ask yourself, do you care a little about your son? Have you considered letting your son be the crown prince? If your son is as absurd as she is, will your father allow her to live until now?”
Emperor Shang was powerless to refute, because what Shang Ancang said was the truth. He may be a qualified emperor but definitely not a qualified father emperor. It was unfair, but Emperor Shang was neither soft-hearted nor guilty, because there were too many unfair things in this world.
"It seems that the royal father is not going to write the imperial edict!" Shang Ancang smiled, his distorted face ruined his original handsome face, and his voice was full of eagerness: "Since the royal father is unwilling, then the son minister I can only send the emperor to the road! The emperor was killed by the prince at the Wanfo Temple, and the son led troops to save him, but he was unable to return to the sky. He could only kill the prince to avenge the father. No, I can only take the throne! Father, what do you think of your son's idea?"
Shang Ancang was immersed in his own fantasy. He wanted to sit on the dragon chair for too many years. How much effort he had put in, his mentality was now distorted. What he lives today is to be able to take that position.
"You don't even have the Imperial Jade Seal, so you want to be on the throne, it's ridiculous!" Emperor Shang scolded, but he didn't want to cough suddenly, but now that he was not afraid, he was really angry, and he was even more angry at this His son's powerlessness, he never thought that he would die here today, because his daughter never panicked from the beginning to the end, even Huan Moche looked like he didn't care at all.
Shang Ancang looked at Emperor Shang mockingly, took out a long sword from the hand of a guard beside him and pointed at Emperor Shang, his voice was excited, "Yu Xi? Isn't Yu Xi in Shang Wuxin's hands? A pedantic person? What if I don't have the Imperial Jade Seal, as long as I sit in that position, who would dare to speak up!"
Emperor Shang looked at his son with the knife drawn. From his son's eyes, Emperor Shang couldn't see a trace of hesitation. It seemed that today this son really wanted to kill him, and he really inherited a bit of ruthlessness from himself. But unfortunately...
"If the ministers submit to this prince now, this prince promises to let go of the past, and will be more prosperous and rich in the future!" Shang Ancang looked at the courtiers and others and said, so many courtiers Shang Ancang knew that they could not kill them all, otherwise they would move the country's capital. Even if he ascends the throne, he will not be able to sit firmly. He needs to bring these courtiers under his banner. In the future, he will solve them one by one when he sits in that position. Who else knows what he has done.
At first, some officials looked at Shang Huang and the prince and did not dare to go there, but after waiting for a while, they did not see the rescue of the prince and Shang Huang, and some officials stood on Shang Ancang's side, even here Some are officials from the Prince's faction.
Shang Wuxin looked at these officials with the same expression, only one-fifth of the officials standing on Shang Ancang's side, but Shang Wuxin had to admit that some officials on his side were still watching, and they did not represent the officials around him is the faithful one.
"Kill!" Shang Ancang's long sword waved, "Not a single one!"
The guard moved with the weapon. At this time, Shang Wuxin also raised his hand slightly towards the air and said with thin ice, "Kill! Not one left!" In the same words, the two half-brothers stood opposite each other, but the representative is contention.
I saw that there were many bloody soldiers in black clothes outside the originally empty courtyard in the dark night, and these people were more than the guards brought by Shang Ancang, and they surrounded Shang Ancang and others. .
Seeing this scene, Shang Ancang still doesn't understand, but at this moment, his voice is full of confusion and anger, "You? You know all about it?" Inadvertently know.
Not wanting to listen to nonsense, Shang Wuxin snapped his fingers and saw the bloody army strangling the guards one by one, and Shang Ancang brought the guards to take down Shang Wuxin and Shang Huang as a threat, but how could Shang Wuxin and others be here? A person who has no power to tie a chicken with his hands, even Emperor Shang's martial arts is also remarkable.
Fantastic Moche's folding fans danced around the necks of the guards, and the blood splattered out to outline the smell of blood, but Fantastic Moche stood beside Shang Wuxin from the beginning to the end, and even a guard never approached Shang Wuxin.
Emperor Shang holds a long sword. Although he is not as flexible as he is when he is old, he is protected by the fearless and others around him, so Emperor Shang is also very safe, and Emperor Shang has not done this for many years. Addictive feeling.
Just when Huan Moche was about to confront Shang Ancang, Shang Wuxin moved! Shang Wuxin didn't take out the dagger, and flashed directly from behind Huan Moche. At the moment when Shang Ancang's long sword was aimed at Shang Wuxin's heart, Shang Wuxin's waist flashed, dodging it at an incredible angle. A sword, and then suddenly approached Shang Ancang, his slender legs kicked Shang Ancang's calf fiercely, only hearing a "click", Shang Ancang's calf bone was kicked off like this.
Shang Wuxin threw himself on the ground, the pain in his calf made him unbelievable, but he still wanted to get up, but he didn't want Shang Wuxin to step directly on Shang Wuxin's arm, then his abdomen, and finally Shang Wuxin's boots stepped on it. Shang Ancang's neck.
Shang Ancang could feel that the foot on his neck was slowly exerting force. He felt that the air was slowly decreasing, breathing became more and more difficult, and the bones at the neck were compressing. When he felt terrified that he was going to die, Shang Wuxin retracted his feet.
Shang Ancang kept coughing and breathing heavily. At this time, he realized how terrible Shang Wuxin was, because just now he could see that Shang Wuxin's eyes were as deep as hell, and they should not be the eyes of a human being.
"Xin'er!" Emperor Shang looked different from Shang Wuxin's usual practice and did not want Shang Ancang's life. Emperor Shang understood a little in his heart, and was moved but felt that his daughter was really a caring little padded jacket, but still serious Open the mouth "Cut the grass and remove the roots!"
Shang Wuxin smiled and just waved, and saw that Lin Jiaer took away Shang Ancang, who was half-dead on the ground. As for where he took it, no one knew, and no one dared to ask. Those ministers looked at the man who had just joined the Fourth Prince. The ministers were all dead, and I couldn't help but feel scared.
"Is the prince resolved?" Shang Wuxin asked.
"Reporting to the prince, it has been solved on the spot!" A bloody army stood up and said, every time they came out, they were very excited. As a bloody army, they hoped to follow the prince.
"Father, do you want my son to accompany you back to the wing?" It's getting late now, and Shang Wuxin has arranged to go back tomorrow. Of course, Shang Wuxin's safety issues have been arranged a long time ago. Well thought out.
Emperor Shang glanced at Huan Mo Che, waved his hand and went back by himself. Emperor Shang was also a little tired from the fight just now.
Seeing the ministers leave one by one, Huan Moche took Shang Wuxin's hand, with a gentle voice in his voice, "Xin'er, shall we go to the Lantern Festival?"