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Chapter 509 of 5250

Chapter 509: Heaven is going to kill me

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There is still no news about the Emperor's Chengqian Palace, but the officials

outside are completely unable to sit still.

They flocked to the palace and asked to see Cheng Wang Lu.

King Cheng waited for them, and immediately ordered people to let them in.

These officials quarreled and asked Cheng Wang to release their wives and

children. But few officials dared to call Cheng Wang an anti-thief.

After all, his wife and children are in the hands of others.

Cheng Wang sat firmly in the chair, surrounded by soldiers with heavy helmets.

He smiled and said: "You come to this king to make trouble, it is better to

beg your emperor, hand over the jade seal and edict, and voluntarily give way

to the three princes. This king can let all people go, and put all the ladies

and daughters away Sent home safe and sound."

The ministers looked at each other.

King Cheng holds a heavy soldier, and they dare not do anything.

Then... I have to ask the emperor.

Soon, dozens of officials knelt outside the Chengqian Temple, crying in tears

and begging the emperor to save their wives and daughters.

Of course they didn't dare to ask the emperor to hand over the Jade Seal

throne, they just cried and begged him to save people.

Although the door of Chengqian Palace remained motionless, the emperor sitting

inside was actually not having a good time.

It can even be said to be difficult.

He can only sit here and can't do anything. He watched Cheng Wang murder one

by one, threatening him unscrupulously.

It wasn't until this time that he truly understood what a lonely person is.

Concubine Liu's companionship and comfort did not bring him much comfort.

"Oh, I thought I was the emperor of the true dragon, omnipotent. Who would

have thought that now I can't do anything." He sighed weakly.

Concubine Liu Gui choked and said: "The emperor, now the prince is

gone...there are only the third princes who can inherit the throne, or...you

can pass it to him."

The emperor was depressed: "The prince is gone. I should give the throne to

Yuan Qi, but he betrayed me. I will never give him the throne. I also have two

sons! Yuanhe is still young, and he lives in a foreign country. Let’s leave it

alone, Yuan Zhen has soldiers in his hands. Could it be that he will just look

at me and don’t care?"

Concubine Liu's tears rained: "The emperor, have you forgotten that the sons

and daughters of the eldest prince were also caught in the palace! How dare he

act rashly?"

The emperor was startled, as if he was ten years old.

He sighed long and covered his face: "Could God kill me..."

The cries of courtiers outside became stronger and stronger.

Let the emperor's sad heart become more anxious.

Zhao Yuanjing lowered his figure and leaned on the roof of Chengqian Temple,

trying to turn himself into a shadow under the moonlight.

There are really too many soldiers and guards around.

Surrounding the dense circle around the sleeping hall, if Zhao Yuanjing hadn't

been cautious, he wouldn't even be able to get close.

Even though he got here, he could only be careful and careful.

At this moment, he was kneeling on the roof, listening to the cries of

officials coming from the door, and he felt noisy.

Although he didn't have the idea that his ministers had to die for the king,

these ministers were always eloquent, and one of them was more eloquent than

one. When they were in trouble, they could only be at the mercy of King Cheng.

It's just a bunch of idiots.

Zhao Yuanjing thought for a while, lowered his body, gently lifted a piece of

tile, and put it aside. Then he opened another slice, and got tired to the

side.

He didn't stop his hand until he lifted seven or eight tiles, took a deep

breath, and jumped down.