"Escort! Escort!"
In the Jinluan Palace, the civil and military officials looked at the madman wearing a dragon robe with disheveled hair and blood bleeding from the corners of his mouth, shouting loudly to protect him.
However, no one in the Jinluan Palace dared to step forward to stop him.
Zhao Xu looked at Murong Fu who entered the Jinluan Palace with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Murong Fu, I know that you want to restore Dayan. What do you think of this? I will grant you a fiefdom and grant you the position of King of Yan."
Murong Fu sneered, looked at Zhao Xu on the dragon throne, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your position should belong to me. If you are willing to take the Zen position, I will be merciful and make you an idle prince, and I will grant you prosperity, wealth, and peace." How are you doing in your old age?"
"Be bold!"
"Murong Fu, you are just a barbarian, how can you be in the ninth position?"
Among the officials of the Manchu Dynasty, a young general couldn't stand it anymore. He walked out of the queue and loudly rebuked Murong Fu.
Murong Fu suddenly turned his head, reached out and grabbed the young general in his palm from afar.
Holding the young general's neck with one hand, Murong Fu asked with a ferocious smile, "You say I am a Huru? Why, you guys look down on the Yan royal family so much? I cannot stand in the world of your Han people?"
The young general's face turned red and he spoke with difficulty, "A Hulu is a Hulu, and no one will obey you."
boom!
Murong Fu exerted his strength, and the young general exploded immediately. The minced meat and blood spattered on Murong Fu's ferocious face and on the jade-paved floor tiles, making all the princes in the Jinluan Palace pale and sweating.
Looking around the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was no one who didn't lower his head wherever he looked.
Murong Fu's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Whoever dissatisfied with me can stand up!"
Facing the fierce and powerful Murong Fu, one minister after another and one prince after another lowered their noble heads.
The emperor can die and the court can change hands, but they cannot die.
Even if Murong Fu is allowed to sit on the dragon throne, no matter what, the world will still be governed by people like them.
In the past, the old ministers who spoke of benevolence, righteousness and morality obediently kept their mouths shut and did not say a word.
These veterans are all good people. They know who can be reasoned with and who cannot be reasoned with.
It is absolutely impossible to reason with a lunatic like Murong Fu.
Zhao Xu sat on the dragon chair, looking down at Manchao Wenwu, with a self-deprecating smile on his face.
Usually, these people dare to disobey their orders, and even dare to remonstrate in front of themselves. They really think that they are not afraid of death.
It turns out that all these loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty were greedy for life and afraid of death.
Zhao Xu stood up, looking mockingly at the minister of civil and military affairs below and the disheveled Murong Fu, and sneered, "Murong Fu, you want to use personal force to usurp the throne, even if you succeed in sitting on this dragon throne. how?"
"Do you know how to manage this country?"
"Will everyone in the world obey you?"
Facing Zhao Xu's question, Murong Fu smiled grimly, shook his head and said, "These are not things you need to care about. I only want to ask you one question, is it a Zen position or not a Zen position?"
Zhao Xu's face turned livid and he asked in a cold voice, "What about the Zen position? What if I don't have the Zen position?"
Murong Fu showed a proud smile on his face and replied to Zhao Xu, "If you tell the world that Zen is in my place, I will make you king and allow you to live in peace for the rest of your life. If you don't Zen, I will have no choice but to kill you." you."
Zhao Xu shook his head, sat back on the dragon chair, and said calmly, "I don't know how to meditate. If you want to kill, then kill him. If I frown, I am not worthy to be a descendant of Taizu."
"Hahahaha... Descendants of Taizu? Zhao Xu, do you think that the country of the Song Dynasty will be very bright? In the past, Zhao Kuangyin could steal the country of the Later Zhou Dynasty, but today I take the country of the Song Dynasty from you, it is just karma. But oneself.”
"You are bent on seeking death, I will help you!"
Murong Fu laughed, with a ferocious expression, and walked step by step towards Zhao Xu above the Jinluan Hall.
Seeing Murong Fu walking step by step, Zhao Xu closed his eyes, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and whispered to himself, "Taizu Taizong, my descendant Zhao Xu is unfilial and has lost the Song Dynasty! What a shame, I haven't shown my ambition yet. Na!"
All civil and military officials in the court watched helplessly as Murong Fu walked up to Zhao Xu. They all bowed their heads with pained expressions and closed their eyes.
The Song Dynasty is really going to die!
Murong Fu had already walked in front of Zhao Xu. He raised his palms and laughed maniacally, "Today is the day when Great Yan will be restored!"
Just when his palm fell.
Suddenly, Murong Fu's body froze, and his hand suspended in mid-air could not fall down. He was locked by a terrifying energy.
As long as this palm falls, it seems that something terrible will happen.
After waiting for a long time for Murong Fu to take action, Zhao Xu opened his eyes with some confusion.
Murong Fu looked outside the Jinluan Palace with gloomy eyes.
tap! tap!
The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and a man wearing a high-spirited blue shirt stepped into the Golden Palace.
Behind this green shirt were some of the most beautiful people in the world.
Li Canghai, who was dressed in white, looked at Zhao Xu, who was surviving the disaster, and then at Murong Fu, who had disheveled hair, and said quietly, "Zhao Xu is the emperor of the Song Dynasty, you can't kill him."
The Queen Mother!
Zhao Xu's eyes widened.
This voice is the Queen Mother!
He never thought that the Empress Dowager would be such a young and beautiful girl.
Murong Fu ignored Li Canghai, let alone the others. He looked at the man in green shirt who walked into the Jinluan Hall with gloomy eyes, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Li Zhige!"
I thought I would no longer be afraid of this man.
But when he actually faced this man, Murong Fu was horrified to realize that he simply didn't have the courage to take action in front of this man.
Wang Yuyan, who was wearing a bloody dress, looked at the disheveled Murong Fu with a painful expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cousin, it's time to wake up from the dream!"
