"Uncle Emperor, all of us have seen that the puppet has been saved by the past life sutra, so please stop pretending to be crazy, even if you pretend to be crazy, that puppet will never come back." Xiao Bei said lightly.
However, Xiao Qian's complexion was gloomy when he heard this, and his eyes were like sharp swords. He shot at Murong Xue fiercely. She was the one who saved his puppet and ruined his hard work for many years...
"Murong Xue!" Xiao Qian yelled angrily, his tall body rushed towards Murong Xue with an attitude of destroying everything, and he was in front of her in the blink of an eye.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and stood still, when several sharp winds flew over and hit Xiao Qian fiercely, sending him flying six or seven meters away, hitting the stone wall, and then rebounding, heavily It fell to the ground, with a 'poof' sound, spit out a mouthful of blood, the bones of the whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the pain was unbearable...
Xiao Qian frowned tightly, tried his best, and was about to get up, when a long sword came straight to his neck, and Xiao Bei's icy voice came from above his head: "Uncle Emperor, you lost!"
The thin blade of the sword was pressed against his neck, and the slightest coldness seeped into his skin. Xiao Qian did not doubt at all that if he dared to act rashly, Xiao Bei would kill him immediately.
Xiao Qian's complexion was ashen, and he raised his head to look at Xiao Bei bit by bit, his eyes were not panicked or lost, but were full of coldness and provocation: "I don't know how the sixth prince plans to deal with this king?"
"The emperor's uncle changed the imperial edict privately, indulged his children to disregard human lives, and even privately cultivated puppets. He wanted to conspire to usurp the throne. The crime is unforgivable. According to the laws of Nanzhao, he will be executed! Judging the nine clans as appropriate!" Xiao Bei's light words, sentencing Xiao Qian was sentenced to death, and no one from the nine clans who took refuge in him was spared!
Xiao Qian stared at Xiao Bei fiercely: "This king is the uncle who is connected with your blood, you really want to kill this king, kill even the nine clans, and don't even think about half of the uncle and nephew love?"
"When the emperor made puppets and killed us, did he ever think about his uncle and nephew's affection?" Xiao Bei looked at Xiao Qian coldly. He did evil first and wanted to kill them, so why did he treat him? polite
"The country of the Xiao Clan originally belonged to me. What's wrong with me taking it back for a few years?" It took a lot of effort, otherwise, how could the emperor sit firmly on the dragon chair.
"The royal family's ancestors have said that those who enter the palace of the gods and the underground palace will no longer have the right to inherit the throne. When the emperor's uncle chose to be the master of the underground palace, it was already doomed that you and your descendants will never be destined for the throne..." Xiao Bei looked Youyou: How can a person who has lost the right of inheritance be an emperor again? Even if they are really talented and have made great contributions, they will only be promoted to ranks and rewarded for their merits, except that they can no longer sit on that dragon chair.
hehe!
Xiao Qian smiled lowly, yes, he has entered the underground palace and can no longer be the emperor, but he really wants to sit on the dragon chair that is above tens of thousands of people, and enjoy the worship of hundreds of officials, which is admired by all people taste.
But he failed, and lost to his nephew who had been suppressing him all the time by one trick. The plan that had been carefully arranged for many years was ruined in one fell swoop. He was not reconciled, so reconciled!
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of the nose. Two soldiers stepped forward, set up Xiao Qian, dragged him, and walked out quickly.
Xiao Qian looked at Xiao Bei and Xiao Xi, and yelled hysterically: "Xiao Bei, Xiao Xi, don't be complacent when you win this king, this king will take a step first, and I will take a good place for you in the Palace of Hades, waiting for you Come… "
Xiao Qian's clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, he laughed like a lunatic, and was dragged down by the soldiers.
Xiao Bei looked sideways at the young general standing not far away, and paused word by word: "Send down the order, clean up the remnants of the underground palace, rectify the Imperial City Guard Army, the Royal Forest Army, those who are willing to surrender, can perform their duties, stubborn resisters, Make a decision."
"Yes!" The young general led the way.
Murong Xue looked at Xiao Bei's cold eyebrows and admired in her heart, she is worthy of being the successor taught by the late emperor of Nanzhao himself, at a young age she has the majesty of an emperor, she can distinguish between enemies and enemies, she is smart and capable, and she will never show mercy when it is time to be ruthless.
The guards and magicians of the underground palace are all Xiao Qian's people, and there are very few people who would take refuge in Xiao Bei, so he executed a decisive decision on the guards of the underground palace.
The guards of the Imperial City and the Imperial Forest Army all support the emperor, whoever is the emperor, they listen to, and the former emperor Xiao Dong is dead. Bei going to subdue them at this time will definitely get twice the result with half the effort...
The warm light suddenly shone on her body, and Murong Xue looked up, only to see a big hole with a diameter of one meter cut out of the hard ceiling of the secret room at some point.
Dark clouds rolling, purple electric billowing dark weather, I don't know when it will clear up, the golden sun hangs in the sky, the pale golden sunlight fills every dark corner, the gentle breeze blows, and the warm sunlight shines like The dawn of a new era...
Xiao Qian, the lord of the underground palace, failed in his attempt to usurp the throne and was sentenced to beheaded. On the day of the execution, the alleys were empty and the execution ground was besieged on three floors inside and three floors outside. Amidst the applause, Xiao Qian's head was beheaded and blood sprayed all over the floor.
All the bodyguards and family members who participated in the rebellion were also beheaded, and the reputation was soaring. The underground palace that everyone feared disappeared without a trace in the capital of Nanzhao in the blink of an eye.
The court was also cleaned up, and all the forces that Xiao Qian placed in the court were pulled out, beheaded, exiled, and the vigorous and resolute wrist, the shocking ministers were terrified, no longer dared to disagree, and actively prepared The enthronement ceremony of the new emperor.
The second and fifth princes of Nanzhao passed away, and the third prince was the great priest of the shrine, so the throne naturally fell to the sixth prince Xiao Bei.
Xiao Bei's ascension to the throne was very grand and complicated. The tedious and complicated enthronement ceremony lasted from morning to noon. After the congratulations from the envoys from all over the world, the palace held a banquet.
Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue and others simply drank a few glasses of wine, quietly left the palace, and boarded the carriage back to Qingyan.
Under the golden sunlight, the rosewood carriage moved forward unhurriedly on the wide official road.
Murong Ye rode a fast maroon horse, followed beside the carriage, walking slowly, turned his head three times at each step, his eyes were full of expectation, he hesitated to speak, and the guards looked at each other: "What's the matter, young master?"
Murong Xue couldn't bear it any longer, she raised the curtain of the car and looked at him, "What are you looking at?"
"We are leaving, why didn't she come to see her off? After all, she is a friend who has fought side by side." Murong Ye muttered softly, eyes full of sadness.
He didn't say the person's name, but Murong Xue guessed who he was talking about: "Xiao Bei ascended the throne, Huan Yue, as the holy maiden of the palace, wants to bless him in the palace, and I don't have time to see you off."