Chapter 412 The National Treasury Was Stolen
"Master, it seems that the emperor really wanted to kill this time." Yi Wen felt worthless for his master. He was born in the royal family and had such a noble status, but he has experienced pain that ordinary people have never experienced. .
"Oh." Chu Ange sneered, "It's not just at this time that he wanted to kill me, it's just that because of the words of the national teacher back then, he was afraid that if he killed me himself, he would really repay the murder on him. That's why I've tolerated it until now."
Looking down at the silver silk sword in his hand, a bloodthirsty glint flashed in Chu Ange's fox eyes.
"In this case, let the prophecy come true."
Yi Wen and Yi Wu didn't know whether to be happy or sad. They used to like the master to let go of everything and leave the royal family, but now, he really made up his mind, but it was in such a situation.
"Go, go to the altar."
Chu Ange led Yi Wen and Yi Wu out of the East Palace. Along the way, he encountered guards who came to arrest him, but they were all beheaded by the sword.
From the East Palace to the altar, separated by more than half of the palace, they spent a full two hours turning the road they had to pass into a purgatory piled up with blood and corpses.
"The Ninth Prince is crazy, hurry up, escort!" the courtiers kept shouting, mistaking the bloody Chu Ange as a traitor.
Even the emperor's legs trembled in fright when he saw Chu Ange's blood-stained robe, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.
"Sure enough, as the national teacher said, you are a disaster star. You are here to conquer my country. Come here, hurry up and take down this scoundrel!" A touch of father-son love.
All the guards near the altar drew their swords to meet them. Dozens of people besieged the three of them. They thought it would be easy to take down Chu Ange, but they didn't expect that the sick child Jiu who had always been weak, coughed at three steps, coughed at five steps and panted at five steps. The prince, unexpectedly has such profound internal strength and exquisite swordsmanship.
The emperor was afraid, and kept retreating behind the courtiers, shouting at the same time, "Whoever can kill this evil person, I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold, high officials and rich salary!"
"Hahaha..." Chu Ange laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke, "Yan's army has already attacked outside the palace, and the father is still dreaming of being able to appoint people at will? Golden ten thousand taels? You Can you take it out now?"
As soon as the words fell, someone suddenly came to report, "Your Majesty, something is wrong, the treasury has been stolen, and it is empty!"
The emperor flickered, then turned to look at Chu Ange, "You did it?"
"I just want to take back everything my mother brought you when she married you." Chu Ange looked around, the charming fox eyes were full of mockery, "The soldiers are approaching the city, you don't want to think about how to defend against the enemy, but you naively think that you only need a living sacrifice I can turn the situation around, and it is not unreasonable for Nanchu to have today."
"Third brother, fourth child, whoever kills this villain, I will pass the throne to him immediately."
The emperor's words made the eyes of the third prince and the fourth prince brighten up. Getting to that position is what they have been instilled in since they were young, and they have been working hard for this goal. The throne is the meaning of their struggle and life.
At this moment, for the first time, the two usual competitors reached a tacit understanding and joined forces to attack Chu Ange.
As long as they defeat this evil, and then find a chance to attack the opponent, the throne must be their own.
This was a thought that arose in the minds of both of them at the same time.