Chapter 501 (1/2)

A group of soldiers put knives around the necks of several old ministers. Zhao fan personally pulled out the long sword in Su Sicong's hand and walked towards the old emperor step by step.

The faces of the people turned white in an instant.

”Zhao fan, you...” Zhao Yi tried to stand up with his desk, but he fell back to his chair because of his weakness.

In a flash, Zhao fan's long sword was sent to the old emperor's heart, ”the mother imperial concubine of father and son's ministers has just gone. You can go down and accompany her. You can still be a companion on the huangquan road.”

His words were unusually calm, as if this was not an unreasonable request, but Zhao Yi should have been so general.

The old emperor's face was blue and purple, and his lips trembled without any blood color. For a moment, he couldn't say anything to scold Zhao fan.

This is his good son who has changed his bad character after more than a year in qijuetah!

Li Jianghua and others have just said that at the moment, every sentence has come true, and Zhao fan is even more ambitious than they said.

Before he died, Zhao fan dared to bring people to the Longyin hall. It was a great treason. His heart can be punished!

The old emperor was so angry that he lifted the table with all his strength and smashed it at Zhao fan, ”you villain! Great courage! I dare not accept my life...”

What I said was very powerful, but it was a pity that my bones were not good. I coughed earth shaking halfway and could hardly breathe.

Zhao fan took back his sword and turned sideways to avoid the table. One turned to the old emperor's side, pushed the man back to the chair and sneered: ”it seems that God wants the father and the emperor to go down to accompany my mother and imperial concubine immediately.”

His eyes were sinister and had no disregard for his father and son.

The atmosphere in the hall was frozen for a moment.

Li Jianghua was put around his neck with a knife. He was worried and angry. He immediately scolded: ”Zhao fan! Your biological mother is just a deserted imperial concubine in the cold palace. She doesn't even deserve to be buried in the imperial mausoleum. You still want the emperor to bury her. Aren't you afraid of five thunders and kill you, a traitor?”

Several old ministers often thought about bumping into the column and making speeches. They became ministers with a long history. Now someone took the lead and scolded Zhao fan one after another. One by one, their necks were tied and their voices trembled, but the spittle still flew everywhere.

Zhao fan closed his eyes and said with a sneer, ”it's really a group of loyal dogs. Zhao Yi has been in office for 20 years. He has made no achievements and made a lot of mistakes. You useless mediocre ministers still want to exchange your death for a good reputation? What spring and autumn dream!”

The eldest ministers were said to be in their minds and immediately became silent.

Zhao Fan said, ”if you want to die, the prince can do it.”

He shouted ”Zhang Yueze” and said slowly, ”kill them all.”

Zhang Yueze said, ”yes.”

When the old ministers heard the speech, they were scared to death.

Zhao Yi finally took a breath and immediately said angrily, ”rebel, stop!”

”Do you want the whole body?” Zhao fan looked back at him and suddenly asked such a question. After seeing the old emperor's face frozen, he said with a cold smile: ”exchange it with the abdication edict. If you honestly write, I'll keep your whole body so that I can send it to the imperial mausoleum to be buried with my mother and concubine.”

Zhao Yiqi trembled, ”if I don't write, how will you stay?”

”Let's start with Li Shangshu and try the most painful death methods in the world one by one.” Zhao fan threw his long sword on the ground with a bang, and all the old ministers couldn't stop shaking.

Zhao Fan said: ”the father emperor can look slowly and choose a preferred method of death. This little requirement can still meet you.”

Zhao Yi was calm and silent.

Zhao fan raised his hand and motioned Zhang Yueze to start.