Mu Ying was currently fighting with Min Hanxiangru, and the two were entangled with each other. When Min Hanxiangru heard the shout from not too far away, he absentmindedly turned his head and took the opportunity to place the sword on his neck.

Soon after, Mu Ying turned to look, and was startled by the sudden scene, only to see Minhan Changyang's chest falling to the ground. Min Hanbatian pushed through the crowd and ran towards him in a daze.

"Changyang, my good grandson, why are you so stupid …" Min Hanbatian cried.

At this point, the surrounding soldiers saw that the situation was no longer in its favor, and they all put down their weapons, raising their hands in surrender.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lord Jia wrapped Min Hanbatian's body up with a whip and walked over. He sneered, "Prime Minister, your power is gone, surrender now."

Min Hanbatian kneeled on the ground, looking as if he had aged several years in an instant. He was still muttering to himself, "Our Min Han family only has such a good grandson like you, why do you have to go through so much trouble for a woman, to even lose your life?"

Looking at the lonely and aged figure behind him, the white-haired Min Hanbatian at this moment was truly pitiful to the extreme.

"You have lost your power. Surrender. I can also send people to see if your grandson is saved … " The Lord Jia advised.

Min Hanxiangru was not as ambitious as Min Hanbatian, who loved his nephew who was injured, so he surrendered first. "Lord Jia, quickly save my nephew, I surrender."

"Impossible, I want to become the Emperor! Why! Why? I was just a little bit off, just a little bit off. "

Min Hanbatian's hair was in disarray, she was crying and laughing at the same time, muttering to herself, "Hehe, I'm someone chosen by the heavens, I'm the future emperor, you can't treat me like this …"

With a gesture from the Lord Jia, the rebel soldiers went forward and tied him up.

Mu Ying anxiously went forward and checked Minhan Changyang's breath. There was still a breath left.

"Quick, save him." Mu Ying ordered.

"Yes." The soldiers hurriedly carried Minhan Changyang and left. Xue Moyun finally noticed the situation from the city gate tower and hurried over with the crown prince.

The news of Min Hanbatian's defeat spread like wildfire throughout the entire comfort zone.

The entire country was celebrating.

And in the Imperial Palace, the king, Peng Cheng, was completely unaware of these things, and was still intoxicated in his own nest of happiness. Sitting on the chair, accompanied by the surrounding beauties, drinking and dancing, it was extremely enjoyable.

When the crown prince and Mu Ying, together with the soldiers, pushed open the palace gates, all of the palace maids and eunuchs had long knelt down, surrendering. Only the lewd sounds of playing around could be heard in the hall.

When Wei Ming kicked the people in the hall away, Peng Cheng was still in the hall playing with the other people with his eyes closed.

"Ahh …" Seeing a group of bloodied people carrying swords walking over, the beauties scattered in fright.

Only now did Peng Cheng feel that something was wrong. He stood in a daze for a long time before slowly taking off the silk handkerchief.

Seeing the leading Lord Jia, Mu Ying and the others, he immediately became timid in his heart.

"Who are you!?" Who allowed you to enter without my permission! Someone, someone! Where is the Prime Minister? Where are my imperial guards? "Capture these traitors in front of me!"

Peng Cheng took two steps back as he continued to shout at Min Hanbatian.

However, the area was completely empty. There wasn't a single person who could use it. At this moment, the emperor finally understood his desperate situation.

"Lord Jia, what are you doing? Are you trying to rebel? Don't forget, your Jia family has been a meritorious general for generations. Don't tell me you want to be disloyal, disloyal, and become a traitor! "

At this time, Peng Cheng frantically criticized Lord Jia, hoping that he could persuade him to leave.

Lord Jia was expressionless as he stepped forward and cupped his hands towards Peng Cheng, "Your Majesty, my Jia family has indeed been meritorious officials for generations. However, I am loyal to an enlightened king. I'm afraid that in the future, I will not have the face to see the late monarch. "

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Jia is right. In the future, I will definitely change my mind and not continue to be so disrespectful and incompetent. I will definitely become an enlightened ruler. Lord Jia, you can decide whatever it is. "

Peng Cheng immediately smiled, trying to look at the Lord Jia as someone like Min Hanbatian.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to still be so stubborn even today." Lord Jia was so angry that he flicked his sleeves.

"This official welcomes Your Highness back to the palace."

Just then, the generals opened up a path, and Lord Jia stood respectfully to the side. Crown Prince Peng Xian walked out of the crowd.

"Big brother, I didn't think that you would become like this after only a few years since the comfort barrier was handed over to you. If royal father had a soul in heaven, he would definitely be angered to death by you! "

Peng Xian said mercilessly as he walked in front of Peng Cheng.

"Who do I think it is? So it's a brat like you." After hearing his words, Peng Cheng became angry from embarrassment. She walked forward and was about to make a move on the Little Prince.

However, before his hand could even touch Peng Xian's head, he was already twisted behind him. Peng Cheng shouted again and again in pain: "How dare you, let go of us!"

"You all actually support such a little brat, what a huge joke!" "What the hell is he? His hair hasn't fully grown yet …"

Peng Cheng turned angry from embarrassment, and cursed at Peng Xian with obscenities.

Peng Xian was too lazy to explain more and raised her hand, indicating for them to bring him down.

"Lord, please get up." The crown prince hurriedly helped Lord Jia up.

"Thank you Lord Jia for helping me allocate the funds. Anyway, it should be a peaceful place once again." The Crown Prince thanked him sincerely.

"The Crown Prince is serious. This is something an official should do."

Then, the Crown Prince bowed to Mu Ying and said sincerely, "If not for your help, I am afraid things would not have progressed so smoothly."

Mu Ying chuckled, "Crown Prince, you don't have to be so modest.

The Crown Prince pursed his lips into a smile, his eyes revealing a youthful glow. "After I have tidied up the palace, I will do as I've promised."

At this moment, all the ministers had arrived.

"Crown Prince, no, it's the king. It's time to ascend the throne." The Lord Jia reminded.

"This subject welcomes Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."