Chapter 517 (1/2)

Lean less.

The gate was wide open and everyone was silent. The guards retreated to both sides very consciously.

The young man in red is flying in the wind.

Five thousand light riders followed, and the hoofs raised countless dust.

Wang Shoufu looked worried. Behind him, a group of princes and ministers whispered, ”Xie Heng entered the city and couldn't figure out how to pinch with the fourth prince. Why hasn't the emperor woke up?”

”What should I do?” they overlapped and scattered into the cold wind, especially miserable.

The old Duke of the county stood by the Royal chariot, glanced at them and said leisurely: ”how this matter is to be settled depends on the skills of your adults. I'm old and have no skills. I want to die a few people less. I can't control others.”

The people comforted and thanked the old Duke for his help.

Xu Hongwu stopped again and again, turned and looked in the direction of the palace, and couldn't help sighing melancholy.

Wang Yichang murmured, ”the fourth Prince has done such a thing. I'm afraid it's going to be broken this time. I don't know where the prince is now...”

Xu Hongwu glanced at him, but said, ”I don't know when the emperor will wake up this time?”

Hearing the speech, the people looked at the unconscious old emperor on the imperial chariot.

The lights on the tower diluted the night, but the sky was still filled with dark clouds and the stars were dim.

The situation is very bad.

This omen is also extremely bad.

……

Palace, moon platform.

Wen Jiu and Zhao fan stood opposite each other, and a group of internal palace attendants followed around. Dozens of concubines of the rear palace were forcibly taken to the high platform.

At the beginning, some people scolded Zhao fan for his treachery. After being killed by Zhao fan for two, they all became frightened birds in an instant. They were so scared that they only knew how to cry.

”When the rebellious officials make trouble, you empresses don't want to keep the festival for the king. Instead, each of you wants to take a soft flight. It's not too much for the prince to clean up the door for his father and kill you.” Zhao fan holds a cup in one hand, shakes it gently and says in a deep voice: ”so, you'd better give the prince some peace.”

As soon as these words came out, the concubines dared not even cry. They could only shrink into a pile and sob in a small voice.

Wen Jiu couldn't help frowning when he heard the speech, and his head hurt more and more.

She didn't like the palace very much. Kings have changed from generation to generation. Every time, countless people died in the palace. Looking at the beautiful and prosperous place, she didn't know how many people's blood had been shed.

And this place is the last place warm wine wants to come in his life.

But Zhao fan had to take her to this ghost place and let her watch him lie with her eyes open. He took the opportunity to kill these concubines and avenge Wu Zhaoyi.

Although none of the women in the harem have clean hands, it's really unfair to be tossed to death by Zhao fan.

Warm wine can't help it. I'm just about to speak.

”Report!” a soldier rushed and said in a startled voice: ”tell your Highness the fourth prince that the city gate has been opened, and the king of Dingbei has brought people to the palace!”

Everyone on the platform suddenly calmed down at this moment.

Zhao fan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the collar of the soldier who knelt on the ground to report the news, and asked in a deep voice, ”what did you say?”

The soldier's voice trembled, ”someone opened the city gate and decided to enter the palace soon...”

Zhao fan asked angrily, ”where's the emperor? Where's Wang Shoufu? Those ministers are watching on the city tower? There are so many people that none of them dare to stop Xie Heng!”

The soldier was about to answer, but Zhao fan had no patience to listen. He directly pushed the man down the steps and shouted angrily, ”get out!”

The soldier who reported the news cried out in pain and fell to the high platform. He was so bloody that he didn't know why he died.