Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family - Chapter 643: Queen's Throne
Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family
Chapter 643: Queen's ThroneLing Heng seemed to be in a good mood: "Zhang Maozheng from the Ministry of Justice is also my son's man."
"Without them, it would be very difficult for me to secure the position of Crown Prince!"
For the past six months, after Sipo's death, he had to sleep with his eyes half open.
When Ling Heng said this, his gaze suddenly turned to Li Shuangwan, who had been standing quietly beside him since he came in.
"It's a pity that Li Shuang died late. Otherwise, if the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and the 300,000 Li family soldiers were in my hands, how could you lie in bed peacefully for half a year?"
Emperor Jingzhang was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Have you always wished that I would die soon?"
"Father, you are wronging me. There are many people who wish you would die sooner, but I am not one of them. I can let you lie here half-conscious and half-awake for half a year, so I can certainly kill you sooner."
"But I can't do this. Otherwise, what would I become? A traitor like you who killed the king and father? It would be terrible if that got out."
"Father, you sent out so many Jinyiwei and killed so many people before you made others shut up. How can I learn from you?"
Emperor Jingzhang sneered: "You don't want to do this, but you don't dare, right? More than half of the court officials support Ling Yan, and you, the prince, are just an empty shell. You can't command Lu Dongqing's Jinyiwei."
"If I die, your reign as the crown prince will also be over."
Ling Heng was annoyed and didn't want to waste time talking to Emperor Jingzhang. He took out a piece of bright yellow silk from his bosom and threw it in Emperor Jingzhang's face: "Write the abdication edict. I have brought the imperial seal for you. If you write it, maybe you can have a good end."
"Or, you can stay in bed for a year or so."
Emperor Jingzhang panted like an ox: "You, don't even think about it! Ling Heng, you beast!"
Ling Heng was not annoyed at all, and even had a faint smile on his face: "Father, are you still waiting for your fifth brother to come and rescue you? You and your son have said so much here, aren't you just trying to delay time?"
Emperor Jingzhang's expression changed slightly.
"It's too late. Father, do you still remember that when my third brother got into trouble, you ordered people to wipe out the third prince's wife's mother's family, the Yao family, the deputy commander of the Northwest Military Camp?"
"Thanks to your father's compassion for me, I have the opportunity to place people in the Northwest Military Camp."
"Father, do you still remember Liu Cheng? He is my son's man."
Unfortunately, the people in the Northwest Military Affairs Camp are still too inexperienced.
As he spoke, Ling Heng kept smiling, showing that he was in an especially good mood: "I haven't thanked you properly yet. Xi Wenquan should be dead by now. So, wait for them to come to the king's defense. Oh, father, stop dreaming!"
Li Shuangwan's grip on the sword suddenly tightened.
The thing that she and Gu Xingyan were most worried about finally happened.
I don’t know whether Hongshuang and Gu Xinglang have brought people into the city at this time.
"Li Shuangyan, what are you waiting for? Capture him for me!" Emperor Jingzhang shouted.
Li Shuangwan glanced at the father and son. In fact, if Ling Heng had not taken all the civil and military officials and their families into the palace, she felt that it was good for them to love and hate each other. It would be bad if they dragged down others.
Whether it is Ling Heng or Ling Yan, no matter who becomes the emperor of the Northern Jin court, the people will not have a good life.
Li Shuangwan drew his sword very quickly.
Ling Heng himself has very high martial arts skills.
During those days when life was worse than death, he and Sipo had nothing else to do but practice martial arts.
The two of them fought back and forth and started fighting in the emperor's bedroom.
The speed is so fast that it is dazzling.
Emperor Jingzhang's eyebrows twitched at this.
Zhang Desheng was even more concerned about the things in the palace, as they were all treasures.
What shocked Emperor Jingzhang even more was that Ling Heng's martial arts skills were so high.
And she, Li Shuangyan, a girl, actually has such amazing martial arts skills.
Even though their daughter from the Zhenguo Mansion had been living away from home since childhood, she was so powerful!
It would be great if they could both lose and stab each other to the ground.
Emperor Jingzhang was thinking this in his heart when he saw the Cang Lei in Li Shuangwan's hand placed on Ling Heng's neck.
Ling Heng sneered, and glanced at Li Shuangwan with his peach blossom eyes: "Princess Ning'an, put down your sword, why don't I talk to you."
Li Shuangwan's eyes were indifferent. She knew that Ling Heng could turn a living person into a dead one. "There's nothing to talk about."
Ling Heng was not afraid of the thunder on his neck at all: "You, the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, are dedicated to serving the people and are loyal to the emperor and the country. But the princess should have heard of the saying that the town master is more meritorious than the town master, right?"
Li Shuangwan looked at him: "What does Your Highness want to say?"
Ling Heng glanced at Emperor Jingzhang who was gasping for breath. He knew that those drugs were still severely poisoning his father's body.
If he and Ling Yan had not planned to attack him today, he actually thought about keeping him alive like this, half dead.
Until life runs out.
"My father is a cold, selfish man who is good at destroying bridges after crossing them."
Li Shuangwan sneered, it seems that you and your son are really from the same lineage.
"If you kill me today, Princess Ning'an, believe it or not, within half a year, your Zhenguo Mansion will not have a good ending."
Emperor Jingzhang pointed at Ling Heng's nose and cursed: "Ling Heng, you are so insolent!"
Ling Heng ignored him. He was more interested in talking to Li Shuangwan.
"Princess Ning'an, you must know that my position as Crown Princess, oh no, it should be the position of Queen, has always been reserved for you, Li Shuangyan, right?"
Ling Heng glanced at Emperor Jingzhang, his eyes full of disgust: "How about we work together as husband and wife?"
Li Shuangwan felt nauseous. Which eye of Ling Heng was blind that he thought she wanted to marry him?
"Your Highness, stop talking nonsense. Regardless of whether the Northwest Military Aircraft Camp is controlled by your people or not, as long as you are in my hands, who can they be loyal to without a leader?"
Ling Heng's expression changed: "You want to kill me?"
Emperor Jingzhang suddenly grabbed the cup beside him and smashed it out.
The cup was smashed on the white marble bricks. As the sound of breaking was heard, a large number of soldiers rushed in from outside the emperor's bedroom.
Li Shuangwan knew that there were many experts lying in ambush around the emperor's bedroom.
Therefore, she didn't think Ling Heng would dare to come in alone without any precautions.
Ling Heng scratched his ears and sneered, "This palace is still too big. When the autumn wind blew, I didn't even hear that there were so many people hiding around the Emperor's bedroom."
Emperor Jingzhang had already stood up from the dragon bed, walked up to Ling Heng, and slapped him in the face.
His head tilted to one side, and Li Shuangwan failed to withdraw his sword in time, leaving a thin cut on Ling Heng's neck.
Fine beads of blood suddenly appeared.
Ling Heng hissed, and put his hand to cover his neck. He wiped the blood off his hand and glared at Li Shuangwan unhappily: "Princess, hold the sword steady. Look, you're hurting me."