Chapter 794

Inside the palace, it was as if it had been attacked by floods and beasts. The four gates in the East, West, North and South were guarded by heavy soldiers, and had already been replaced by King Yi's people one by one.

All the main roads of the palace are under control.

Torches brightened the original bright palace, with orange light everywhere, as if in a sea of fire.

At this time, there was a drizzle. The rain hit the green tiles of the palace, splashing one thin layer after another of white fog over the dignified palace.

Armored soldiers holding long swords have surrounded the palace.

Mosquitoes can't get in.

A big storm is quietly coming.

At the moment of Mao, the sky was not bright. Jing also wore boots and walked into the palace in the rain. His hair and brocade were covered with a layer of cold rain. It looked like sharp silver needles stabbing out of his body.

Behind him were a dozen courtiers and several bodyguards holding torches.

The crowd stopped outside the Fuyang hall in the rain.

Standing back and forth, no one spoke.

Jing also stood tall and raised his head. The rain hit his face and cut it more and more cold like a knife. A pair of cold eyes stared at the closed door in front of him, with an extreme desire for rights flowing all over his body.

Now, he has a winning chance.

The cold wind whizzed around, and the torches struggled and burned in the rain and wind. They were always strong. The light of the fire shone outside the solemn and tense Fuyang hall, which seemed to have doomed the final result.

I don't know how long later, the door slowly opened, and the little eunuch shouted, "the emperor is ill, and it is said that the king enters the hall."

Jing also looked cold and solemn. He went up the steps with his wet robe and stepped into the hall step by step.

Inside the hall, there were several warm stoves rising all around. The warmth came to his face, wrapped around his blood boiling body, but it became cold.

He reached out and patted the rain on his sleeves and went into the inner hall.

In the inner hall, there were several people standing, including concubine Xiao who had been by the bed, several small eunuchs who served, Liang Zongzheng of Zongzheng temple, the Minister Jiang, and the cabinet who read the will

Lying in bed, Emperor Qi Zhen was already terminally ill. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper. He opened his empty and concave eyes, opened his mouth and breathed heavily.

I guess it won't last long.

"See your father, my son." Jing also knelt down.

Emperor Qizhen glanced at him, coughed a few times and wanted to get up. Concubine Xiao hurried forward to help him, but he threw him away.

Scolded, "I'm not dead yet."

Concubine Xiao looked at her embarrassed hand in the air. She was not angry. She just smiled and retreated to one side.

Old and immortal, you won't live long.

Emperor Qizhen struggled to get up, leaned on the bed column and swept through the people around him one by one. Now, he is like a tiger in a cage, slaughtered by others.

For a long time——

"Where's Zhang Quan?" He asked aloud.

A little eunuch said, "go back to the emperor. Grandpa Zhang is not well. Let the slaves come to serve him."

Who believes it!

He was not stupid. He looked at the carved and hollowed out window. It was not bright tomorrow, but he came in with a few orange lights. He must have been surrounded outside.

A wry smile.

He said, "I really have a good son."

The voice is desolate and sad!

Jing also stood upright and didn't speak.

Emperor Qizhen raised his finger and said, "when Jinghua surrounded the palace, I should have thought that with his courage, how dare he surround the palace? I only blame me for trusting you wrongly and being a confused king."

"Father..."

"There is no need to defend. I know what you have done." He coughed again according to his chest. "Now that you have surrounded the palace, why don't you cut me with a knife?"

Jing also lowered his eyes. Although the victory has been decided now, he returned respectfully, "my son dare not."

"Dare not?" Emperor Qizhen said, "you don't dare. You're worried about killing me in this palace. Even if you ascend the throne in the future, the people all over the world will say that you are a 'traitor'."

His mind was revealed by one word, so there was no need to hide anything. He confessed directly, "Now that the father emperor has known, the ministers there directly said that the children's ministers do not want to surround the palace and kill the king like the prince. After all, the father emperor treats the children's ministers very well and can't bear it, so he just wants to beg the father emperor for an edict. Now the cabinet is the same. If the father emperor orders to pass the throne to the children's ministers, the children's ministers... Then the father emperor can rest in heaven and become a supreme emperor."

Ah, bah!

be a wolf with a savage heart!

The emperor!

Emperor Qizhen disdained and angrily denounced, "the supreme emperor? Thank you for speaking."

"My son is thinking of my father and Emperor." He raised his head, met the burning eyes and continued, "My son has deployed soldiers inside and outside the capital and the imperial palace. If my father doesn't make an order, my son will give an order. At that time, there will be countless deaths and injuries in the imperial palace. But as long as my father agrees to make an order, everything will be safe inside and outside the imperial palace. After my son has obtained the imperial order, he will 'call in the king' and my father can rest assured to recover from illness and kill two birds with one stone."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Now, does the father have a choice?"

Yeah!

Where does he have a choice?

This is not a multiple-choice question.

Emperor Qizhen's back of his hand burst with green tendons and clung to his clothes as if he were going to tear them.

Seeing this, concubine Xiao, who was silent on one side, came forward to persuade, "emperor, now you are unwell, the state affairs are busy, and Yier is in power. All the people in the court obey him. Why don't the emperor hand over the country to him?"

Emperor Qizhen glared at her and said, "if I live, I will cut you thousands of times."

"..." Princess Xiao said nothing.

"Do you think I don't know? If you hadn't drugged tremella soup, I would have ended up like this?"

"..." there is no argument.

At this time, Jing also motioned to the cabinet.

The cabinet immediately took out an early prepared edict from their sleeves and presented it to them.

Jing also said, "please help your father and Emperor."

Tone, with murderous!

Emperor Qizhen grabbed the imperial edict and opened it. What was written on it was the will to pass the throne to King Yi.

Now, with a large amount of money and a jade seal, Jingyi's plan will be completed.

The eunuch next to him brought a tray with a pen, ink and jade seal on it.

Let him sign and seal.

Emperor Qizhen sneered, but he couldn't laugh enough. Then he coughed violently, vomited a mouthful of blood and dyed the imperial edict in his hand red.

At the last moment, Princess Xiao quickly took the imperial edict from him, unfolded it, put it on the tray and advised, "the emperor should sign it. Now all the ministers are waiting outside."

Emperor Qizhen looked at Jingyi and gasped, "what if I don't sign?"