Chapter 4

"You... You!"

Li Qiushui is in charge of 100000 soldiers. As the Grand Marshal of the troops and horses of the Xia state, he has never received such treatment.

In addition, the white haired man sent the black haired man and watched his only son die in front of him. We can imagine how angry he is now.

"What are you? Don't you kneel down and say hello to the crown prince? Do you want to rebel?"

"After the death of the first emperor, a month later, the prince will succeed to the throne. At that time, the prince will be the respect of the ninth five year plan and the king of a country!"

"Don't you kneel yet?"

The sound was like a bell, Yang Yu's voice was inexplicably dignified, and finally everyone knelt down.

When Yang lengxie saw this, he arched his hands and said with a flattering smile: "Oh, it's really great that brother can die and rise again."

"What are you doing standing?"

"Didn't you hear what Prince Ben said? Don't you kneel down?"

Yang Yu shouted coldly. The other party was really a shameless villain and poisoned his own brother.

If others don't know, will he not know?

"What?"

"Why did the second prince kneel?"

Li Qiushui said gnashing his teeth: "the first emperor died and the prince died. Today, many ministers have decided to let the second prince succeed!"

"Besides, you're just a dandy! You don't care about state affairs all day, but the second prince's literary and military strategies are extraordinary and much better than you!"

"From ancient times to modern times, it has always been inhabited by capable people!"

Yang Yu immediately tilted his mouth and smiled, "how? Dare you refute the crown prince? Come on, drag it down and beat a hundred big boards!"

Now he is the prince. The emperor has died. In the future, he will be the emperor. Do anyone dare to challenge himself?

The soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to take a half step

"All will rebel!"

Li Qiushui stood up. Before he spoke, he saw Yang lengxie take a half step forward.

"Elder brother, the throne has been decided. A month's festival is the day I ascend the throne."

"Now that you are resurrected, I will make you king of Xiaoyao. Happy Xiaoyao, what do you think?"

If it were Yang Yu, I'm afraid he would agree immediately.

But it's different now!

"Father's will, the throne is mine!"

"The crown prince is not dead. Who of you dares to do it?"

The cold light in Yang lengxie's eyes suddenly flashed, and he was very angry in his heart.

If you annoy him, you can do anything.

He can let the prince die once, and naturally he can die again.

But now there are many people with mixed mouths. If it is spread, his reputation will be bad.

Yingluo leaned close to Yang Yu. She only felt that the crown prince had undergone earth shaking changes, which made her feel very amazing.

"Cough!"

At this time, I only heard an old cough.

Everyone stepped aside and saw an old man with white hair in a royal blue robe.

"Minister, Xuecheng Hou, meet your highness!"

"Please get up..."

Yang Yu is very excited. The snow city marquis is a veteran of the three dynasties of the Xia kingdom. He is 150 years old this year!

I only saw that Xuecheng Hou took out a golden brocade bag in his hand and said slowly: "the last imperial edict, everyone listen to the order!"

Everyone knelt down, but Yang Yu didn't mean to kneel at all.

Xuecheng Hou looked at him and opened the imperial edict.

"Heaven forbid, the emperor decreed!"

"Thirty years ago, I searched for an expert in Tianji gate. After calculating the national fortune of the great Xia country, the prince will die and rise again within seven days."

"If so, the prince will be able to revitalize the summer!"

"At the heaven worship ceremony, compete for the throne. The prince and the second prince fight. Whoever can win is the emperor of Daxia!"

"The Minister receives the order!"

Now Yang Yu understands why Xuecheng Hou and the former Emperor would treat him so well.

Tianji gate is one of the nine most mysterious sectarian gates in Tianyuan continent.

See through the mystery and predict the future!

The first emperor knew that Yang Yu had a disaster and would revive and revitalize the summer.

That's why he has been indulged in everything, and Xuecheng Hou is willing to stand up for him.

After reading the imperial edict, the snow city Marquis breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "according to the imperial edict, the second prince can have a fair contest with the crown prince one month later, at the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven!"

"If anyone can win, he will be the emperor of Daxia, who will be crowned the ninth five year plan!"

"Ha ha, good!"

After tearing his face, Yang lengxie sneered and said, "brother, you asked for it. Thirty days later, I will let the world know who is the emperor!"

Yang lengxie, the first young generation in Daxia country!

Now 20 years old, King Wu Xiuwei!