There was silence in the hall again, Murong Tian stood up at this time, pointed at them and said: "This is the land of Luqiu's family, the emperor's will, you dare to resist!"
"It is true that the country of Meng is the land of the Luqiu family, but it is also the country of hundreds of thousands of people in the country of Mongolia. Please take back your order and wait for the reinforcements to rescue you." Wearing a navy blue official robe, his back is straight, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Come here, pull this person who resists the decree down." Murong Tian ordered to the soldiers on both sides.
Lu Qiuhe looked at him coldly, he was powerless, and he gave away the country of Mongolia, so he felt sad and painful, but no matter how painful it was, there was nothing he could do, this was fate. He will become the sinner of Mongolia and the emperor with the shortest reign in the history of Mongolia.
"Murong Tian, ??you traitor!" Yang Liheng was held by two soldiers, struggling desperately, and yelled: "The late emperor treated you kindly, yet you watched Mongolia fall like this! You are a traitor who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Pull it down, pull it down!" Murong Tian turned blue with anger.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Murong, I'm still sitting in this golden hall, do you remember?" This time, Lu Qiuhe could see a little more clearly who was an important minister and who was a treacherous minister.
Murong Tian bowed his hands to Lu Qiuhe, and said: "Your Majesty, this person does not respect the emperor's order, and this humble minister is also in a hurry, so"
"Murong Tian, ??you step back." Luqiu He pushed him back, walked to Yang Liheng's side, motioned for the soldiers to let him go, patted Yang Liheng's shoulder, and sighed: "Yang Taiwei is loyal, my heart is grateful." Consolation, it¡¯s just that the Mongolian country¡¯s fate is over, and stubborn resistance will only cause the people in the capital to suffer from the disaster of war.¡±
Lu Qiuhe is mediocre and cowardly, but there is still a trace of benevolence hidden in his bones.
Yang Liheng frowned, he didn't know what Lu Qiuhe said, but he had a stubborn temper that would rather die than surrender. Suddenly, he drew the knife on the waist of the soldier next to him and put it on his neck, and sighed up to the sky: "Heaven will destroy my Mongolian country, and Yang Liheng's life will be useless. It is better to go with the late emperor."
As he spoke, he was about to wipe his neck vigorously, when suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the knife in Yang Liheng's hand broke in two.
Rong Shaoyang sat on the beam of the Mongolian Golden Luan Hall, withdrew his palm, and continued to watch the play in the hall calmly.
"Yang Taiwei, it seems that the heavens also think that your life should not be terminated, so you don't have to commit suicide." Lu Qiuhe collected himself, turned around, walked up the steps, sat on the dragon chair, and said: "Copy this imperial edict. Print a few copies and announce it to the world, and I will be enthroned immediately."
The hall was quiet again, Lu Qiuhe gave up and said, "Retire."
The officials bowed and exited the Daxiong Palace, Murong Tian wanted to turn around and retreat, but Lu Qiuhe ordered him to stay for now.
In the huge and luxurious golden palace, only Lu Qiuhe and Murong Tian were left. Lu Qiuhe walked up to his side with no expression on his face, which made people feel confused.
Murong Tian stood anxiously. Although Lu Qiuhe said that he was in the Zen position, he was still the monarch of Mongolia at the moment.
"Master Murong, when did Li Guo get in touch with you?" No matter how stupid Lu Qiuhe was, he could see that Murong Tian's reaction was unusual, and he might have been bribed long ago.
"The old minister doesn't know what His Majesty is talking about." Murong Tian shook his head, looking puzzled.
Lu Qiuhe frowned, slipped the dagger out of his sleeve, put it on Murong Tian's neck, and threatened: "Murong Tian, ??you don't need to say anything, but I can't guarantee whether I will slip my hands."
Murong Tian froze, he was a coward after all, he put the dagger on his neck, and immediately confessed: "Your Majesty, the old minister is helpless, Xue Ji ordered people to arrest the old minister's wife and daughter, and designed the old minister to eat The old minister was forced to give poison, and I hope His Majesty will learn from you."
When Lu Qiuhe heard Xue Ji's name, the dagger in his hand trembled slightly: "Xue Ji was given to me by you, if she is from Li country, then you will be even more damned!"
After finishing his speech, he exerted force with his hands, a foot of blood spattered from Murong Tian's neck, and he fell limply on the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he did not expect such an ending for himself.
Rong Shaoyang descended lightly from the beam of the Daxiong Palace, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "You seem to be more useful than I imagined."
Lu Qiuhe threw down the dagger in his hand, and said: "I didn't expect you to be so cruel, didn't Murong Tian work for your Li country, and you just watched him die in my hands like this."
"Since such a person will betray you, he will betray me one day sooner or later. You saved me a lot of trouble by killing him." Rong Shaoyang glanced at Murong Tian who was on the ground, his face still indifferent.
Lu Qiuhe snorted coldly: "I have already fulfilled your request, and I hope you can fulfill your request too.??. "
"It's natural." Rong Shaoyang responded with a smile, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to step out of the Great Hall.
"Wait." Luqiu He called out, "I have one more request."
Rong Shaoyang turned his head and raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue.
"Xue Ji." Lu Qiuhe said with firm eyes, "I want Xue Ji."
"You want to kill her?" Rong Shaoyang sneered, it seemed that he still thought highly of him.
"No." Lu Qiuhe took two steps towards Rong Shaoyang, and said, "Didn't you promise me the glory and wealth for the rest of my life? I must be imprisoned in a corner of the palace like a prison bird, and I want her to serve me."
Rong Shaoyang frowned lightly, raised his eyes to look at Lu Qiuhe, and said after a while, "That's as you wish."
Xue Ji stood behind the hall, cold sweat broke out from her palms, and her complexion was a little pale. Although she knew that he was beyond her reach, but the person she looked up to for so long gave herself to others so easily, her heart felt as if she had fallen into a thousand-year glacier.
When she recovered, Rong Shaoyang had already left, and Lu Qiuhe was standing in front of her.
Lu Qiuhe stroked her hand towards her blue hair, Xue Ji moved away in disgust, now that the truth has been torn apart, there is no need for her to flatter him.
"It's the first time I've seen such an expression on your face, so you're just pretending to be gentle and gentle." Lu Qiuhe didn't mind at all, he withdrew his hand, put it behind him, leaned forward slightly to approach her, and said: " Don't forget, just now, your master gave you to me, and you will spend the rest of your life facing me, so it's not good to get angry, haha."
Xue Ji clenched her palms, turned and left without saying a word. Her figure disappeared behind the door, and the smile on Lu Qiuhe's face gradually disappeared, revealing a desolate expression.
He has countless concubines in the harem, but the only one who is tempted is the one who approaches him with intentions. Then even if he becomes a prisoner, he will drag her with him forever. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com