Chapter 829 Trouble Continues
Chapter 829 Trouble Continues
Seeing the heavy cavalry enter the imperial city first, all the nobles of Wei State were whispering.
It wasn't until the chariot on which Emperor Yan was riding came rolling towards the golden light that they all stopped talking, arranged their clothes and prepared to take on the momentum, and negotiated terms with Emperor Yan for a while. Their old clan of Wei State would not accept the new policy of Yan State. set.
Emperor Yan's chariot stopped under the high platform made of white jade, Feng Yao hurriedly stepped forward to open the car door, took Murong Yu's hand from Xiao Rongyan's, and helped Murong Yu get off the chariot.
Murong Yu was short of breath, standing under the high steps, looking at the majestic hall above the high steps and the countless steps, his vision began to blur again.
He is the emperor of Yan, representing the country of Yan. If this step cannot be climbed, it will inevitably make these surrenders doubt whether the country of Yan can really lead the country of Wei.
Murong Yu's back was already drenched with sweat, if he hadn't re-dressed today, others would have noticed his embarrassment at this moment.
He let go of Feng Yao's hand...
"master!"
"Father!"
Feng Yao and Murong Ping were very worried.
Murong Yu raised his head and looked at the main hall, squinted his eyes, held the sword at his waist with one hand, held his breath, and walked up the high steps.
Xiao Rongyan followed behind Murong Yu, clenched his fists tightly at his side, he stood behind his elder brother, knowing how difficult his elder brother's every step was.
The bright sun made people dizzy, Murong Yu's eyes darkened, and his steps stopped slightly...
Xiao Rongyan immediately stepped forward, supported Murong Yu from behind, seemingly calmly stepped up two steps to hold Murong Yu's arm, and supported Murong Yu with all his strength.
Even though he was already dizzy, as if the world was spinning, Murong Yu knew that he couldn't stop and rest.
Once he stops, he can't walk anymore!
He raised his trembling legs, stepped on the jade steps but had no strength to go up, it was Xiao Rongyan who gritted his teeth and helped him up.
The weight of Murong Yu's whole body is on Xiao Rongyan's body, his strength is only enough to lift his legs, if it wasn't for Xiao Rongyan's help, he might not be able to climb a single step.
Feng Yao and Murong Ping quickly followed Xiao Rongyan. Although he knew that Murong Yu could no longer hold on, he didn't dare to support Murong Yu with Murong Yan, lest the Wei people who had just surrendered see his flaws.
"Directly help His Majesty enter the main hall, and immediately close the door when His Majesty enters the hall! Send someone to call the imperial physician to enter the hall through the side door!" Xiao Rongyan ordered in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Feng Yao responded with enduring heartache.
"Send heavy troops to surround all the houses of these old families, and anyone who wants to enter or leave by force will be shot to death, not a single bird will be released!" Xiao Rongyan instructed Murong Ping again.
"Take orders!" Murong Ping responded.
Feng Yao, the personal eunuch of Emperor Yan, stepped forward first, and shouted: "Kneel!"
Emperor Yan climbed to the last high-level stage, and Xiao Rongyan was already dripping with sweat...
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Yan Kingdom!"
The soldiers shouted.
The old people looked at each other, wondering if they should follow along and shout.
Murong Ping, taking advantage of the fact that the elders didn't notice, supported Murong Yu's left side, and together with Xiao Rongyan supported Yan Emperor Murong Yu, walked quickly towards the main hall.
As soon as Emperor Yan entered the palace, the gates of the palace were closed one after another. Murong Yu finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell forward in a daze. Xiao Rongyan, who was holding Murong Yu, fell to the ground along with him.
"father……"
Murong Ping was so frightened that he knelt down, before he could cry out, Xiao Rongyan pushed him away: "Shut up! Where's the imperial doctor?!"
Murongping knew what Uncle Nine Emperors meant, he clenched his teeth and knees and walked to Emperor Yan's side, holding back his crying, suppressing his voice, choked up and called in a low voice: "Father Emperor!"
Two imperial doctors came in a hurry with a medicine box on their backs, and hurriedly knelt beside Murong Yu, one was to diagnose Murong Yu's pulse, and the other was to give Murong Yu acupuncture.
"How is it?" Murong Ping asked the imperial physician who was taking Murong Yu's pulse with red eyes.
Under Xiao Rongyan's sharp eyes, the imperial physician hurriedly kowtowed and cried in a low voice: "Your Highness, Second Highness...Your Majesty, he... has run out of oil and the lamp is dry!"
Xiao Rongyan tightened Murong Yu's hand, and suddenly let out a cold and murderous air.
After the injection, Murong Yu woke up, and he raised his hand to hold Xiao Rongyan's wrist: "Ayan... my brother is going to break his promise, so I can't propose marriage for you!"
Xiao Rongyan gritted his teeth tightly and remained silent, his eye sockets were swollen and painful, as if there was a strong wind in his heart, all his internal organs were smashed to pieces.
"Ah Ping..." Murong Yu looked at his second son.
"Father!" Murong Ping stepped forward to hold Murong Yu's trembling hand that was extended to him. At a loss, he kept calling Murong Yu, "Father! Father!"
"Your elder brother is mediocre, but you are brave and invincible, but you are not a great talent for governing the country! Your third younger brother is more talented than poetry and books, and A Li is early-witted, but he is too young! Your ninth uncle is determined to be unified, with far-reaching vision and mental strategy. You don't know how much you can win, Yan Guo can only be handed over to your uncle Jiu...you can rest assured as a father! No matter whether it is your eldest brother, you, your third brother or Ah Li...you must help your uncle Jiu wholeheartedly! Help me, Dayan...to rule the world!" Murong Yu's vision was completely darkened, but he still tried his best to hold his son's hand tightly.
Murong Ping glanced at Murong Yan who was wearing a silver mask and his thin lips were tightly pressed. He couldn't see any anger or anger. He choked up and nodded: "My son knows! My son... will definitely assist Uncle Jiu!"
"Uncle Feng!"
"The old slave is here! The old slave is here! Master... the old slave is here!" Feng Yao knelt beside Murong Yu and answered with tears in his eyes.
"Using pen and ink to draw a summons, the throne... passed on to Ninth Prince Murong Yan!" Murong Yu swallowed hard the blood that was about to be exported, his voice was extremely weak, and his voice was full of the sound of blood clogging his throat, "After I go, the secret will not be released." After the funeral, we will announce it to the world after the... Wei is destroyed and the overall situation is stable."
Xiao Rongyan felt chills all over his body, he knew... his brother's time limit has come.
Feng Yao personally drew up the decree, and took out the jade seal of Yan State, and Murong Yu asked Murong Ping to take out his private seal from his blood-soaked arms, and stamped the seal next to the jade seal.
"Ayan... my brother is going to see my mother." Murong Yu's eyes were already dimmed, he squeezed his brother's arm tightly, and raised the corners of his lips slightly as if relieved, "Yan Guo... is unified, counting on you ..."
As soon as the words fell, Murong Yu finally closed his eyes slowly, and the hand holding Xiao Rongyan's arm also slipped down.
In the main hall, everyone restrained their low-pitched cries, and no one dared to let out their voices.
Emperor Yan passed away as soon as he stepped into the capital of Wei State. This gave those in Wei State who were unwilling to reconcile and intended to oppose Yan, an excuse... What is it called God's will, or what is meant to follow the destiny and oppose Yan? At that time, the country of Yan will really be in trouble.
Feng Yao cried so much that his spine trembled and he didn't dare to make a sound, he just held up the imperial decree and the jade seal, respectfully bowed in the direction of Murong Yan: "Little master..."
Murong Ping took a long breath, endured the pain in his heart and looked at Xiao Rongyan who was wearing a silver mask, hiding all his emotions under the mask.
In the third watch, Emperor Yan still left...
Continue to roll around to ask for a monthly pass!