eurekapd Chapter 254: Night Visit to the Western Yan Palace
Chapter 254: Night Visit to the Western Yan Palace
That night, Feng Jiuqing dressed in black, disappeared into the darkness, and sneaked into the Western Yan Palace.
Feng Jiuqing gently lifted the rubble and happened to see the Emperor of Western Yan with white hair and a sickly face, as if he would not live long. No wonder the princes of Western Yan were fighting so fiercely, it turned out that the Emperor of Western Yan was about to die.
"Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that your body can only last for three months at most. The crown prince has not yet been decided, and the people of Western Yan are in a panic. The fighting among the princes is getting more intense. If this continues, Western Yan will be in chaos."
The Emperor of Western Yan had no color on his face. He sighed and said, "As the Prime Minister said, I am also worried, but the princes at the moment, ahem, are not capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of Western Yan."
"The eldest brother assassinated Brother Song's princess. Given Brother Song's temper, if the eldest brother is isolated as the crown prince, I'm afraid he will fight to the death with the eldest brother. He controls one-third of the Western Yan army, and Western Yan will definitely be in civil strife."
"Yue has always been eyeing Western Yan covetously. Their Grand Master is in power now and will definitely not let go of this opportunity. If it weren't for the fact that Yue's young emperor had just ascended the throne, Western Yan would have lost at least half of its territory last time."
"The second son is reckless and has no scheming, so he cannot hold the position of crown prince securely."
"The third brother is vicious and cruel, with only tricks but no benevolence. If he becomes the emperor, he will definitely be a disaster for Western Yan."
"The fourth child has no opinion of his own and is not up to the task."
"Old Five, I am sorry for him. I cannot help him to get revenge."
"Prime Minister, who should I appoint as the Prime Minister?"
The man who was called Prime Minister by the Emperor of Western Yan also had a head full of white hair. He should be of similar age to the Emperor of Western Yan. Since he could talk about such things with the Emperor, he must be his confidant without a doubt.
"I don't know, but my king, the country cannot be without a master for a day!"
The Emperor of Western Yan sighed and shook his head, saying, "They are all useless! Prime Minister, I will give you a secret decree. After I die, make Brother Song the new emperor. As for my sons, imprison them all."
"Brother Song has no ambition to be emperor, but after my princes ascend the throne, I'm afraid they won't be able to accommodate you. Besides, my princes are far inferior to you."
"Yes, I will obey your majesty's orders."
If the King of Xiyan wanted to pass the throne to King Songshan, it would be difficult for him. But if it were the King of Xiyan's sons, he wouldn't have to worry about it at all.
But King Songshan is different. He has real military power and many supporters in the court of Western Yan. If Wuyou competes with him for the throne of Western Yan, his chances of winning are not very high at the moment.
It would be fine if Princess Anhe loved Wuyou. Given how much King Songshan dotes on his wife, he might have given the throne to Wuyou out of love for her. But at the moment, it seems that Princess Anhe does not love Wuyou at all.
It seems that we need to make plans early, Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows.
"But, my king, if King Songshan ascends the throne, wouldn't the queen be the Princess of Yue? Wouldn't the next Emperor of Western Yan have the lowly blood of Yue? How could Western Yan have an emperor with the blood of Yue?"
Feng Jiuqing's eyes darkened a little. He didn't realize that Xiyan still liked to talk about bloodline. What did they mean by the lowly bloodline of Yue? These barbarians from Xiyan looked down on others!
Suddenly I wanted to fight with Xiyan again, attack them directly to the royal court of Xiyan, and send them to see the messenger of hell.
The Western Yan Emperor had a murderous look in his eyes and said softly: "Then just kill the mother and son. I wanted to kill that woman more than ten years ago. If it weren't for Brother Song's threat to die, I would have sacrificed that woman to the flag!"
"The women of Yue are not qualified to give birth to the blood of the royal family of Western Yan. The inferior offspring they give birth to can only be slaves forever!"
Feng Jiuqing: I really want to send this Emperor of Western Yan to heaven. This dog can't spit out even a tiny bit of ivory. When this lousy Prime Minister leaves, he will definitely go down and beat up the Emperor of Western Yan!
A mouth sprayed with night-scented perfume could smell to him even from such a distance, so he would do a good deed today and help clean it.
"Your Majesty is right, but the last time we sent someone out, they were killed by that Yue national called Shen Qing, and in the end we had to let the eldest prince take over. If we send someone out again, what if it doesn't work?"
A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Western Yan Emperor: "Shen Qing? Another Shen! Are these Shens in conflict with Western Yan? Why are they everywhere? Find someone to kill them all!"
The Prime Minister hesitated to speak, and the Emperor of Western Yan raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"But Shen Qing is the Second Prince's guest official. If we kill him rashly, will the Second Prince cause trouble?"
The eyes of the Western Yan Emperor darkened a little: "Second brother's people? Second brother actually treated the people of Yue as guests? Is there something wrong with his brain? Although I can't let the people of Yue be slaves in Western Yan due to the alliance with Yue in these years."
"But the blood of Yue is lowly, and being a slave is a gift from me! Go and tell the second brother to confine himself to his home and reflect on his mistakes, and tell him that I want to kill that Yue man!"
The Prime Minister bowed and replied, "Your Majesty is wise!"
Could this prime minister be the left prime minister Lan Ruoting? Lan Ruoting's two sons died at his hands when Xiyan provoked Dayue.
This man hated Dai Viet to the core, there was no other way, the revenge for killing his son. No wonder he targeted him and the Queen and the Crown Prince of Songshan King. Feng Jiuqing shook his head, afraid that if an indifferent Dai Viet person passed by, this man would kill him to vent his anger.
However, this person seemed to be the Fourth Prince's man. The Fourth Prince was responsible for the murder of Princess Songshan last time. However, Feng Jiuqing did not expect that the ultimate mastermind behind the scenes would be the Emperor of Western Yan.
The Emperor of Western Yan is a full twenty years older than King Song Son. Several previous princes died in the war with Dai Viet, and the current eldest prince was only a few years old at that time.
The King of Western Yan hates the people of Dai Yue so much. If he were alive, I'm afraid Wuyou would not be able to ascend the throne. As for Lan Ruoting, I will send someone to kill him tonight.
"Go and get rid of that Dai Yue woman and her son quickly. If you die, it will be difficult to deal with them."
"Yes!"
After Lan Ruoting left, Feng Jiuqing knocked out all the secret guards nearby, leisurely landed from the roof in front of Emperor Xiyan, and gave him a kind smile.
"Who are you! Come—"
Feng Jiuqing threw a piece of rubble and hit the mute point of the Western Yan Emperor, whispering: "Who else could it be? Of course it's the person who came to kill you!"
The Emperor of Western Yan's face turned red, but he could not say anything. He could only stare at Feng Jiuqing, looking at him with resentment as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.
"What are you looking at me for? You can't do anything just by looking at me, old man."
The Emperor of Western Yan lifted the quilt and tried to run away, but Feng Jiuqing picked up a golden ornament and threw it at him.
"Crack!"
The King of Western Yan fell to the ground with a thud. After a while, someone knocked on the door: "Is there something wrong, Your Majesty? Can I come in?"
The Emperor of Western Yan looked toward the door hopefully, shouting in his heart: Come in! Come in and kill this daring assassin!
"Get out!" Feng Jiuqing looked at Emperor Xiyan with a smile.
The Emperor of Western Yan's face froze. Why did this man's voice sound so much like his?
"I told you to get out!"