One Thousand and Twenty: Why Not Surrender (7)

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! If it is poisonous, no one is more poisonous than Jiang Pengji.

Not only is his mouth poisonous, but also his ability to turn right and wrong into black and white, others can only look up to.

Obviously it was the third prince who intercepted the right minister's confidant, Li Daitao froze and took the opportunity to assassinate her.

When this matter came to her mouth, it completely became the right minister and the third prince sent envoys.

She accepted the surrender of the third prince, and promised the third prince to help her take down the royal city, and she would spare the third prince's life.

Seeing that the deal was about to be concluded, the right minister also sent someone to surrender.

Unexpectedly, surrender is false and assassination is true.

She escaped by luck, and in a fit of embarrassment, she simply killed the two of them, one was left with ashes, and the other was hung outside the camp.

The third prince never expected that Jiang Pengji would talk nonsense, this is the rhythm that will drive him to death!

The sixth prince stared at the third prince with angry eyes, his eyes were fierce and sinister, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Seeing this, the eldest prince hurried forward to persuade him.

Everyone present could betray, except the third prince.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. You have a deep friendship with the third brother, and you don't know him well. How could he be collaborating with the enemy and treason?"

The sixth prince sneered, "Isn't the person who hangs in the camp of willow thieves the third brother's confidant?"

The eldest prince was speechless, and he quickly turned his gaze to the right minister.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the right prime minister Suhasa felt his heart skip a beat, sticky sweat dripped from his plump cheeks, and he felt panicked.

He knew very well that if it proved that the third prince had not betrayed Beijiang, wouldn't he admit that he had betrayed Beijiang?

For his own sake, he could only insist that the third prince sent his henchmen to join the enemy, and the henchmen he sent were looking for an opportunity to assassinate Liu Xi.

The eldest prince threatened, "Your Prime Minister, you should think it through before you speak—"

He didn't have a good relationship with the third prince, but he couldn't let the third prince be slandered to death.

The right prime minister, Suhasa, was secretly concerned about the rear molars, but what he said indirectly sentenced the third prince to death, "The old minister sent his confidants to assassinate the willow thief last night, but the willow thief was treacherous and surrounded by countless expert guards, so the assassination failed. Others, The old minister doesn't know."

As soon as Prime Minister Right finished speaking, the third prince's face was like gold paper, the scene in front of him was dim and uncertain, his feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

"Okay - I really am a lonely brother -" the sixth prince laughed angrily, pointing at the third prince and said, "Come here -"

"Now that the enemy is at hand, our brothers should work together to fight against the willow thief. How can we fight among ourselves and hurt ourselves?" the eldest prince stopped him, "on behalf of the king, the words of the willow thief cannot be trusted. That demon girl set up a scheme to make him You killed the third child?"

The sixth prince was so angry that half his face was livid.

"Presumptuous—are you acting as the king, or are you alone? There is no place for you to speak here, step back—"

The eldest prince had no choice but to be unwilling to retreat.

Although the third prince was not beheaded on the spot, he was arrested and imprisoned.

"Third, Gu will find a way to protect you——The sixth is unreliable, he has gone crazy—"

The eldest prince secretly went to the prison to appease the third prince.

The third prince sneered, noncommittal.

After the eldest prince left, the smile on the corner of the third prince's mouth gradually widened, and the laughter overflowed his throat, and the volume of his voice changed from low to high and crazy.

"Northern border is about to perish—it's really going to perish—Master, this disciple can't keep northern border—disciple is incompetent—"

The third prince had had enough of laughing, muddy tears dripped from his red eyes, as if all his strength had been taken away by someone, he collapsed limply on the ground.

He took a dagger from his pocket and drew the blade.

He had already foreseen the end of Beijiang, but he didn't want to see Beijiang fall into the hands of the enemy with his own eyes, so it was better to end his life before then.

At least before his death, the willow thief hadn't succeeded, and the northern border hadn't changed hands yet.

Under the nine springs, he still has some face to go to see the master.

The dagger flashed a white light in the air, and the sharp blade pierced straight into the chest cavity, causing severe pain to spread to all limbs.

The third prince had swollen veins on his forehead, and his bloodshot eyes almost protruded from their sockets, and his eyes were filled with hatred and unwillingness.

Life was draining rapidly from his body.

"Report—the Third Highness has committed suicide in prison—"

When the eldest prince heard the news, his mind went blank.

The third child... committed suicide?

The sixth prince's reaction was similar, but he asked a question instead.

"The third child really... committed suicide in fear of crime?"

The third prince also has a brother-in-law who cheated his elder brother—the fifth prince.

Although the fifth prince was very stupid and kept pulling his brother back, but when he heard the news of his death, he rushed to the palace immediately to make a fuss.

The imperial court was full of chaos, and the right minister was worried, but the real culprit was still watching the situation with a smile.

Feng Zhen and others always felt that they were cruel enough, but when they met their protagonist, they felt that they were still far behind.

If you remove a thorn in your side without bloodshed, who else is there!

It's a pity that such a protagonist doesn't become a counselor.

Sun Wenyou sighed, "Meeting the lord, Northern Xinjiang is exhausted——"

Although it is said that the winner is the king and the loser, but occasionally there is a feeling of sadness when the rabbit dies and the fox. It is rare for two smart people in northern Xinjiang to die under the scheme of the lord.

Wei Ci said, "The lord is the son of destiny, and Beijiang will naturally die if he fights against her."

Sun Wen raised his eyelids and glanced at Wei Ci, the other party's expression was very calm, and there was no intention of flattery or flattery at all.

"Child of Destiny?"

"Unify the world and dominate the Kyushu." Wei Ci said, "Could it be that Zaidao doesn't believe it?"

Sun Wen stroked his beard with a smile and said, "If this is the case, the old man has made a lot of money and bet a big treasure."

No matter how tragic the third prince's death was, he was just an enemy, and Wei Ci and the others had no time to pity him.

The army rested for two days, and re-sharpened their swords in the north.

When the loud horn sounded, tens of thousands of troops surrounded the royal city, and the people in the city were panicked.

"Isn't the old seven and the eighth dead still—what does the willow thief mean?"

With a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes, the sixth prince questioned his officials violently.

All the ministers were anxious, and it took a long time for one person to come out.

The man trembled and said, "On behalf of the king—the willow thief ordered you to cut the ropes of the two highnesses—"

The sixth prince turned pale with shock.

Three days passed, and the seventh and eighth princes' vitality was extremely tenacious, and they haven't died yet, and they even have a little bit of consciousness left.

"Mr. Feng, those two are still alive—"

Feng Zhen put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "Are you angry? Cut off the hemp rope, and they will lose their energy."

The soldiers were stunned and climbed up the arrow tower as ordered.

The seventh prince and the eighth prince were confused, and when they heard that they were going to cut the hemp rope, they immediately returned to the light, and their eyes lit up.

The Eighth Prince coughed up blood, and said in a hoarse voice, "Willow thief——you actually turned back on what you said——"

Although the Seventh Prince didn't make a sound, he also looked crazy.

The soldiers ignored the two of them and cut off the two ropes with their knives.

The arrow tower is so high that most living people will die if they jump off it, let alone people like the Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince who can only breathe one breath.

When the two corpses fell to the ground, Jiang Pengji pulled out the saber from her waist with a bang, and pointed at the Northern King City.

"kill--"