"Father, son knows his mistake."

Under the rain curtain, his white head hit the ground. After hearing why his father had retired over the years, he only had a vacant position at home. Finally, he understood that after returning to power, some positions would inevitably be replaced. If Qin Hui stood still and did not move, he would have to let the emperor take action.

Qin Hui was a smart man, so he took the initiative to resign. After Zhao Yi repeatedly rejected it, he agreed. In the end, the king and his ministers were happy and the ended perfectly. After all, one had face and the other family was safe.

In the rain, Qin Hui, who was over 70 years old, helped his son up, sighed, and remained silent for a moment, "It's not scary to do something wrong, you have to look back if you understand. Fortunately, the admiral is still here. For the sake of his father, he will let you go. Let's make up for the sake of his father."

He took off a jade pendant from his waist, handed it over, patted Qin Hui on the shoulder, and walked out with a crutch, "Take this jade pendant to the three yamen and ask them to send troops to quell the rebellion. I have been a Privy Councilor for decades and have never really led a soldier. When I die, I can still enjoy it, hahaha."

Qin Hui laughed generously and waved his hand behind. The rain gradually stopped, and the clouds in the east shone brightly.

A ray of morning light came down, and the soldiers rushed towards the imperial city. The imperial guards who were originally guarding the palace gate evacuated and merged into the waves of people. Countless steps splashed the water stains on the ground that had not yet been dried and rushed into the palace gate.

"Wang Zhixing plans to rebel."

"Those who surrender will not be killed"

"Wang Zhi's subordinates are well-known. Those who follow the thief, the three tribes of Yi, are still time to make up for their merits and mistakes..."

There were also imperial guards and generals under Wang Zhi who participated in the palace transformation. Some were coerced, but at this time they were a little moved and slashed at their former comrades. Some did not believe the other party's words about imperial guards, Jinyiwei, Fanzi, etc., and were still resisting stubbornly.

Then the two sides collided, and countless shouts of fighting rose into the sky. The long sword flew over the head, and the plasma splattered everywhere. Hundreds of people were fighting against hundreds, thousands of people fought against thousands, and palace maids screamed and hid back to the palace, only daring to peek quietly through the window.

The iron hooves of the war horse stepped across the Qing brick palace road and headed towards the Chugong Hall, and the killing spread further.

The Palace of No Life.

The broken ice slag, a pair of pedaling cloud shoes, walked over.

The slender, slightly wrinkled hand took out the frost flowers from the flower basket and placed them in the curtain. You could vaguely see the outline of a long coffin inside, reflecting the flames found by the oil lamp, crystal clear and emitting bursts of cold air.

The flowers that were put on had their bright colors faded, and the frost spread and withered.

"Youth is fleeting, how many flowers have fallen..." The ice coffin reflected a face covered with wrinkles, with silver silk hanging down on its shoulders, and it looked even older. "How many times have you been with me... Don't bring flowers in again? He didn't listen, saying that he wanted to fulfill his disciple's filial piety. This filial piety will last for the rest of his life."

"By the way, Yi'er is dead... I was still a young man when I met last time. Now his son is in his teens. My husband has slept for too long this time... He died in the blink of an eye."

"Is it lonely for so long that my husband hasn't talked to you? Originally, my husband had a lot of things to say to you, but he accidentally fell asleep last time and forgot to say where he said..."

"I don't know if that girl Linglong has been back. I'll go and ask Xiao Chenzi later. My husband knows that you have been thinking about her in your heart... That girl likes to run outside... I like to run outside... I haven't seen her for a long time..."

Bai Ning spoke intermittently, his hands brushed against the ice, and the cold air dissipated, the curtains changed from stiffness to softness, and the human nature under the ice became clearer, and his originally pale face gradually turned bloody.

The fine and dense beads of sweat were covered with dense beads on his forehead.

At the gate of the hall, Xiao Chenzi stood there with a hunched back. He had seen this scene several times, but he didn't feel much emotion. He was a little confused. The Superior there was also a master. Every time he woke up, he would instill internal energy into the master's wife and restore some vitality. If it weren't for this, the Superior wouldn't have grown up so quickly.

He quietly wiped his red eyes. After a long time, the figure on the other side came out of the curtain and walked forward with the trembling Zhao Hou beside him. The figure on the chair sounded.

"A rebellion occurred in the palace. What does Cao Shaoqing do for food? This is not a good thing."

The two people who came over, Xiao Chenzi lowered his head: "The Lord of Supervisor, Eunuch Cao died ten years ago. Because of practicing martial arts, his meridians were chaotic, and he wanted to ask the Lord of Supervisor for help, but before he even got here, he vomited blood and died of death."

Bai Ning opened his eyes.

The old eunuch standing below was older than when he saw him last time. In addition, he had just moved his internal strength and his qi and blood were a little uncomfortable, and he sighed in his heart.

"He is dead too... except for Jin Jiu's heartless person who is still alive, who else is dead? Tell me the governor in one breath."

"There is also Gao Duannian. He died with Li Tianrun, who came for revenge. When he was discovered, the two old men were buried in the snow and both froze. However, the two of them were more than one hundred years old, so it would be a loss to die like this."

"..." Bai Ning nodded silently, stood up, still upright. He walked down the stone steps, hugged the prince Zhao Hou, who had not spoken for a while until now, and spoke in a mute voice: "Let's go, my uncle will take you to... ascend the throne."

Outside Yanfu Palace, there were large-scale battles, weapons flew up and fell with screams, and chaos spread everywhere, affecting some palace servants and palace maids. The imperial guards, who could not contain their inferiority, carried the screaming maid and rushed to the corner. The palace servant who blocked the way was beheaded by him with a knife, his body fell down, and his head was swirled in a pool of blood alone.

Amid the screams, the maid who was torn dress swayed in her gaze, the hideous beastly man flew out, and blood spilled out all the way and hit the hall pillar.

Soon, outside Yanfu Palace, Bai Ning and Zhao Hou stood there.

"The Wu Dynasty is here for nine thousand years"

"Everyone kneels to welcome you!"

Xiao Chenzi held the whisk and used his internal force to force the sound to the distance. He remembered some pasts and couldn't help but straighten his back. In the spreading chaos, the collision of weapons decreased, and a large number of people fighting looked over. The silver thread and black gold palace robe stood in the morning light.

"It's really... it's really nine thousand years old..."

"It's the same as the portrait in the yamen... it's my ancestor."

"No...no more fight..."

The slight sound.

Some eunuchs from the East Factory took the initiative to lose their weapons, and the Jinyiwei couldn't help but put down the embroidered spring sword in their hands, dingdangdangdangdangdangdangdang... More and more weapons were thrown on the ground. It was not that they did not have the courage to fight and bleed, but that they did not dare to take action against this eunuch who had always had a huge influence.

After all, many people grew up listening to his stories.

"We'll pay our respects to Nine Thousand Years"

The sound of thundering and thundering in the mountains almost at the same time, and they knelt down. The injured and undead on the ground were struggling to stretch their necks and look at the figure.

"Pick up your weapons and follow our governor to quell the rebellion, and do not correct the previous crime."

Bai Ning, who was so old, led the stunned Zhao Hou to the Chugong Hall under the guard of everyone. The people who were originally hostile to each other picked up the discarded weapons, "Since Qiansui said he would not be corrected, why are you going to rebel? Brothers!! Let's go. Let's go back and kill the dog thief Wang Zhi."

The sound of greetings continued one by one, and the evenly matched situation gathered into a torrent of thousands of people. Some people rode their horses again, some people held spears, and steel knives were rushing to protect the myth in their minds and then completed another amazing story.

Around the Chugong Hall, which was surging and fighting, Wang Zhi looked at the crowd of people fighting with a gloomy face. He was holding the jade seal taken from the inner hall in his hand. Among the crowd, he vaguely saw an old man with white hair, directing with a crutch.

"It turns out that this old immortal led his troops to ruin our family's good things. The Qin family's money is really unbelievable."

On the other side, Qin Hui also looked over and waved his crutch: "Catch the thief Wang Zhi, who is a thief, will be granted the title of marquis!"

Then, the overwhelming shouts and the loud bangs of footsteps on the floor tiles swept over like huge waves struck a reef. Qin Hui and Wang looked over, and there were people who were out of sight waving their weapons to rush towards this side.

Wang Zhi's heart was thumping, and he wanted to escape, but was blocked by the blood-filled golden tiger. He touched the golden hammer and burst into sparks, and smiled fiercely: "You ran away."

Then, a tsunami-like sound came over.

"Catch Wang Zhi!"

"Nine thousand years old!"

"People from the East Factory should stop quickly and not be arrogant in front of their ancestors."

Various voices were shouted out from thousands of people over there, and the killing ground gradually stopped here. Thousands of people who came across separated. Bai Ning looked at each face covered in blood, which was strange, but also friendly.

He led Zhao Hou to the blood-stained stone steps step by step. He said slowly to the young man in an educational tone, walking through faces with simple admiration: "…Look at them, remember, Hou'er, as the emperor, they are the foundation of your herdsmen, not those who speak well by your side. Remember that there are only two types of people in the world who can trust, one is them, and the other is the people who can be satisfied as long as there is food and sitting outside."

"Now, you will be the emperor. Remember the last point and don't have the heart of ordinary people." Bai Ning looked at the ignorant boy, "Do you understand?"

I don’t know if I’m afraid, but Zhao Hou nodded. Behind, there was a desolate voice shouting: “Admiral…”

Bai Ning turned around and looked over. It was the old man who walked out of the crowd.

"Qin Hui?"

The old man had no teeth on his mouth. He walked closer, narrowed his eyes and looked at him, put the crutch aside, and was about to kneel down tremblingly. Bai Ning reached out and held his arm and helped him up.

"Qiansui, you are old too." The old man's eyes suddenly turned red.

Bai Ning's slightly wrinkled face rarely smiled. He turned around and walked up the stone steps, and waved: "I have never accepted my old age. Can I be willing to be a minister of the dragon with our family?"

"Old minister obeys the order!"

Qin Hui laughed loudly and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Calling the thief with Qiansui"

"Kill the thief with a thousand years"

"Kill the thief with a thousand years"

"Kill the thief with a thousand years"

...

Wang Zhi held the box with the jade seal, and with the help of his confidant, he looked at the furious soldiers of the tide, and fell to the ground in fear. The confidants were even more frightened and fled far away.

The tsunami soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!