Chapter 74 The status of each party

Shura shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently at the emperor's fierce eyes and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Sepsis may be an incurable disease for the world. For me, it is not a problem at all!" Don't worry!"

The emperor did not answer him, but his eyes were extremely sharp, like a flash of lightning cutting through the night sky. The dark eyes were as deep as two endless tunnels, looking at Shura coldly. The dark red eyes looked at each other with the dark eyes, as if they were going to cut each other into pieces with their eyes.

After a long time, the emperor said quietly, "I didn't expect that you and even counted me. I really didn't expect..."

"Ha, it turns out that Your Majesty is worried about this... Don't worry, I was determined to assist you to be the emperor of troubled times, and I will never surprise you. How can we die easily if we are the gods who are in charge of the world's lifeline? I'm a magician and I'm sure to control all this. Your Majesty is the emperor of Mengyang. Don't you have the courage to bet on life? Shura still said so slowly, "Your Majesty, please believe me. We are gods standing side by side. As long as Shura is still alive, Your Majesty will not die..."

The emperor looked at him with extremely sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through the honey-like smile on his face and looked straight into his heart. It took a long time for a smile to burst into a haggard face, but two rows of darkened gums appeared, like a body that had been dead for a long time!

I only heard the emperor's hoarse voice and said, "I believe you! Now you are the only one who supports me!"

Shura was stunned, and he clearly heard the endless loneliness and loneliness from this sentence.

The burning saliva in the hall fluttered, and the smell of incense made the emperor's mind more chaotic. He really wanted to lie down like this and never get up again. He even wanted to lie quietly in the coffin like his father, sleep quietly, didn't listen, and didn't want to ask about these complicated things. However, if he really doesn't care, where should Mengyang go? His chest was beating, either his heart or a burning fire. At that time, didn't you still want to unify Mengyang and Fanyang? Now I only feel a sense of powerlessness, just like I'm on a journey on a vast grassland, without a village or a store, and no one will know it even if I die on the way... It's such a sense of powerlessness. It seems that after the war with King Chinas, when he saw so many dead warriors, he became soft and more scrupulous.

Shura was keenly aware of the hesitation in the emperor's heart and frowned slightly. How could the person who wanted to stand at the top have such a gentle feeling?

In a blink of an eye, the emperor's eyes became as sharp as a knife. He looked directly at Shura and said, "Cure my sepsis quickly!" There are still many things to do. Only when the autumn moon and the night kingdom are destroyed can I bury my father and go to the throne. The next step is to cultivate health and prepare for Mengyang's external expansion... Since Zhuo Ligetu entered the erratic city a hundred years ago, Mengyang has never been strong. I want to end this kind of scene!"

Sura's heart suddenly opened... It turns out that the emperor is not soft. The madness in his heart is more prosperous than his own, which is better and better...

He smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty, you are really a talent that gods will envy. The greatest glory of Shura in this life is to write history with your majesty!"

The emperor pulled the blue veins on his neck and said indifferently, "Don't say so much. I'm just a mortal. It's good to live for fifty or sixty years. I just want to do something in just dozens of years. It's enough for a lifetime..."

Shura's dark red eyes suddenly opened, and his scarlet lips gently opened and closed: "Is there only dozens of years of life? I understand..." He tilted his head and looked at the emperor. His scarlet robe floated like a flame, and he already had a plan in his heart!

The next day.

All the ministers who came to the star fall hall in the early morning breathed a breath of cold air and saw a human head hanging under the plaque of the hall. The white beard is stained with spots of blood, the eyes are dead open, and the broken part of the neck is still dripping dark red blood. The long mottled hair was tied under the plaque and hung like that, and the empty eyes stared blankly at the ministers passing below, which was horrible.

Everyone recognized that it was the head of Prime Minister Zuo.

The ministers couldn't help shrinking their necks to the collar of the official uniform, as if they were afraid that their heads would be cut off. They knew that the new emperor didn't like Ling Fenglie, but they didn't expect to kill him so suddenly and hang his head in front of the Starfall Hall! Terrible, there is no room for turning around.

Looking at the bloody head hanging above his head, anyone with a little brain knows what the emperor means - to kill the chicken and warn the monkey. Originally, they also expected to take advantage of the new emperor's serious illness to calm down, and even think that the emperor will suddenly kill, and then the weak fourth prince will take office, so they can control the whole Mengyang... But now it seems that Emperor Lin Xi is not weak at all. The spirit of killing is as strong as wine, like a gull hanging above his head...< /P>

Once the prime minister did not even have the basic procedures of interrogation, record the case, and hand it over to the criminal department. In this way, he killed blood, and the emperor really did things without scruples. The ministers exchanged glances and understood that the empire had changed and was no longer under their control.

Since there is no hesitation to kill a very high-ranking prime minister, what about these ministers? If you kill them, there will be other people to replace them. It's nothing to make a fuss...

They walked anxiously into the Starfall Hall and stood in two rows respectfully, waiting for the emperor to appear. However, only a close eunuch held the imperial edict above his head. They know this rule when they see it even like a face saint. So they knelt down and kowtowed and waited for the edict.

The eunuch's voice was long, and his tone was smooth and soft. The emperor's luck is infinite and majestic; the stars fall and the moon floats, and the heavenly track is auspicious. Ling Feng, the prime minister of Zuo, bewitched the four princes and tried to seek the throne, which was scheming. Today, the hanging head is shown to the public as an example. And Ling Fenglie, as the left prime minister, had a sinister heart, destroyed the nine clans, deprived him of the throne of hereditary princes, and the land of Ling was returned to the royal family, with the method of promoting Mengyang..."

The ministers were completely stunned. They know very well what it means to destroy the nine clans, and even the Ling Kingdom is destroyed - the new emperor is really fierce!' The feeling of accompanying you like a tiger has never been so deeply rooted in people's hearts today, as if the emperor would tear them to pieces in the blink of an eye. They all underestimated the 20-year-old emperor. They thought that after the death of Emperor Shinra, they would not have to live in the anxiety all day, but Emperor Lin Xi did more ruthlessly and even unreasonable than his father! There is no mercy.

Someone whispered, "Another vassal state has been destroyed... This is the third one!"

The ministers once again realized the horror. Since the founding of the Mengyang Dynasty, the emperor has been divided into five vassal states and has been guarding the imperial capital, which has not changed for 300 years. However, as soon as Emperor Linxi came to power, the three vassal states of Nanliang, Shen and Ling were destroyed. Now there are only the Night Kingdom and the Autumn Moon Kingdom. If the emperor is really determined, the fate of these two vassal states will not be destroyed.

Perhaps Emperor Lin Xi has realized that 300 years later, the royal call for princes has been declining day by day. The power originally based on the princes' awe of the royal family is getting weaker and weaker, which can be seen from the invasion of Mengyang this time! All the vassal states are pregnant with ghosts, trying to take advantage of the chaos to seek to take the throne! The emperor has lost patience with them and pulled out these unstable princes one by one!

But this is the vassal state divided by the Liunian emperor in those years, which has existed for 300 years. Is it destroyed in this way? It's too terrible. If the destruction of a vassal state is nothing in the eyes of Emperor Lin Xi, then what are these ministers?

All the imperial ministers kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and a light of worry flashed in their eyes.

Two days ago, they were happily hoping that the unconscious emperor would be seriously injured and die. They were so happy to celebrate, and now things have come to this point. Just like the invisible devil hiding in the dark and secretly watching them laugh, you can't see the shadow of the devil, but you can hear the gloomy laughter and the heart that beats in their chests.

No one spoke, and these arrogant imperial ministers finally had arrogant heads in the iron-blooded wrists of Emperor Lin Xi. On the plaque outside the star falling hall, Lingfeng's high hanging head was still staring. Looking at the cloudy sky of the city, I couldn't close it!

More than 500 miles away from the imperial capital.

Su and... The 5,000 men led by Saihan finally caught up with the evacuated Chinas army. His horse caught up with the front king's war horse, bowed his head and saluted. He was speechless for a long time, but gasped.

The king only had one arm left, but there was no look of depression on his face - it was his wish to stand in front of the city and fight with the emperor of Mengyang. Thirty years ago, when I was still the prince of Chi Nasi, I followed my father on an expedition to Mengyang. Seeing the Shenluo emperor at that time, I only felt that I was nothing! Now he has become the king and the most powerful warrior on the grassland. He has the courage to challenge Emperor Shinra, but that emperor has died of old age!

But after all, the young Emperor Lin Xi made the blood boil in his veins, which was enough. Even if his bones are buried under the ethereal city, he will not be disappointed and die without regret!

The king sat on the war horse and looked back at the warriors and the ox carts behind him. The warriors' arms were full of gold treasures looted along the way, and the ox carts were full of food. Although the speed of the journey is not as fast as when it comes, the warriors are very excited. After all, their families can survive this winter safely. This summer's drought has caused a large number of poor herdsmen to lose cattle and sheep. If they are not far from Mengyang, they can only be frozen to death by the white hair wind in winter!

Soho finally gasped and blushed. He said, "King, the warriors and I still didn't catch up. The State of Shen rode too fast. When we arrived at the State of Shen, the red flag of the State of Shen had become the maple leaf flag of the autumn moon..."

"Where is Shen Gulan?" The king asked. He was more curious about the result of this lion-like domineering man. On this trip to Mengyang, he learned that there were also such powerful heroes in the south. Ye Mingshan was one, Shen Gulan was one, and Emperor Lin Xi was also one. And the mysterious man in red who helped them break through the Mengyang shield wall, this is undoubtedly the most terrible existence!

Su He looked uneasily at Shen Fanshuang, who looked melancholy in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Shen Gulan and his fiery horse were all destroyed, and Shen Gulan himself was also beheaded... When we arrived, we could only watch Mengyang's Qiuyue warrior drag the body out of the capital of Shen and throw it into the mass grave. The warriors and I went to the mass grave at night and found a body in Shen Gulan's fiery red paint armor, with no head, but it must be Shen Gulan.

The king raised his head and sighed, "Is this how the heroes fell? Azuka of dead bones and a pile of loess. Is there only Zhengzheng armor on his body?

"Shen Gulan also has an eldest son named Shen Fanhan, but he also died. I heard that the death was terrible, as if it was a ghost... I'm not sure, but I'm sure that there are only two sons who are still alive!" Su He continued.

The king also turned his head to look at the handsome young man who bowed his head and said, "Let's tell him... This kind of thing can't be concealed. The two sons are a very resolute person and will take it easy! Shen Gulan and Shen Fanhan died, and Mengyang no longer cared about him. He will go back to the Far North Grassland with us as a great wizard. Ha ha, this is also a great harvest of this expedition to Mengyang..."

Then the king untied the drunken wine bag with the white moon from the saddle with one hand and drank a large mouthful of spirits. The rich aroma of wine burned into the stomach along the throat, suppressing the severe pain in the broken left arm. His old and dark face smiled and his teeth were as white as snow. He gently hummed the long folk songs of the wrangler on the grassland, like a satisfied old herdsman who was leisurely and had nothing to worry about.