Seven Hundred and Thirty-Three: The Collapse of the Emperor, the Imperial City of Chenzhou Is Broken (6)

Jiang Pengji thought for a while, and planned to hide Huijun first, so that she would fake her death to avoid being noticed.

Looking at her face, Jiang Pengji raised her hand to wipe the wound on her arm, and wiped Huijun's clean face with blood.

"I've wronged you these days. When the matter subsides, I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Huijun felt the touch on her cheek, she was silent for a while, and whispered, "Young Lord is better than reborn parents. As long as you say a word, even if you give up your life, the slave will have no complaints. Your kindness, I am willing to serve you all my life..."

Jiang Pengji raised her hand and tapped her forehead with her index finger, Huijun looked up in astonishment, only to see the other party refused with a smile.

"No, someone will treat you tenderly in the future. To live is hope. Why be so pessimistic? There is still a long way to go."

Huijun squeezed the hands in her sleeves, bowed her head and said, "Yes."

Jiang Pengji sent someone to take off the clothes from the Imperial Guard's body and let Huijun change into them.

No matter what, let's deal with this hurdle first, and then change Huijun's identity after the limelight has passed.

After finishing this task, he asked his personal guard to do another task.

She asked her personal guards to search the battlefield to see if there were any ministers and women who were accidentally injured and killed. She chose a corpse that was closer to Huijun's body, and then completely destroyed the face of the corpse. Cheng Huijun's body was barely an explanation.

As for whether anyone would doubt it?

Hehe, now only those with big fists have the right to speak, and those ministers with only remnants and defeated generals dare to give it a try?

"My lord, Your Majesty is already dead."

Yan Lin glanced at the messy and bloody battlefield indifferently, and whispered to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian still had unrelenting excitement on his face, when he heard this, he froze in place.

"Bintian?" Yang Jian was so choked up that he couldn't speak for a while, "Your Majesty Bintian... Shaoyang, what should we do now?"

Yan Lin's tone was cold, and he said decisively, "Steady the situation first, don't mess yourself up, just cooperate with the allied forces and courtiers to support the new king."

The emperor died when he died, and the royal family still had many backups anyway.

As long as the person enthroned is King Changshou,

Everything is easy to say.

There are not many people and things that Yan Lin can value, not including the so-called emperor at all.

In Yan Lin's view, the merit of supporting the new king is no less than the grace of saving one's life, and the former is more worry-free.

Yang Jian's heart was filled with embarrassment, but the emperor's body was already completely cold, no matter what he did, he couldn't change the fact.

The armies of both sides are well-trained. Although they have not cooperated with real swords and guns, they have not held each other back.

They teamed up to repel the enemy army, and no one wanted to chase after them. Instead, they immediately chose to appease the frightened ministers and their families.

Feng Zhen, Yang Si and Yan Lin took over the overall situation and were responsible for dealing with the courtiers.

The work of using brains will naturally be left to these literati.

"Shaoyang, I sneaked a peek at His Majesty's body. He died a terrible death... It doesn't look like he was killed by the enemy..."

Yang Tao just took advantage of the chaos and went to Long Huan to take a look at the corpse.

A delicate and luxurious knife was stuck in the emperor's heart, and his heart was squeezed out.

Yan Lin's expression was calm, "It doesn't look like he was killed by the enemy at random?"

Yang Tao nodded, "It's really not like being killed by the enemy, but more like being assassinated by someone taking advantage of the chaos. The heart meat came out."

Jiang Pengji came too fast, and the situation was chaotic. In the chaos, everyone didn't understand what happened.

Knowing that Huijun was taken away by Jiang Pengji, there is only one enemy general at present.

When Jiang Pengji rushed back with Hui Jun in her arms, Hui Jun was buried in her arms, and everyone thought she was a captured beauty.

According to Xiao Huangmen who served the emperor before, the emperor was not killed by the enemy, but by the queen around him.

Yang Tao murmured with lingering fear.

"The queen kills the emperor? It's not a family, and you don't enter a family. This queen is also vicious..."

"Royal privacy, don't pry too much, so as not to stain your eyes."

Yan Lin's expression was calm and calm.

Yang Tao responded obediently, "Well, I know, it's wrong to say too much, I'll just say a few less words in the future."

Jiang Pengji hastily treated the wound, wrapped her arm twice with a clean cloth, and barely managed it.

Part of the battlefield has been cleaned, but corpses are still everywhere.

Blood stained the ground red, and the surrounding air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Her sharp eyes saw several middle-aged and elderly men dressed as ministers surrounding Yang Si and the others, their faces were agitated and filled with righteous indignation.

"...The demon queen must be killed. Killing the king is a serious crime for destroying the nine clans. How can it be easily let go?"

"Not killing the demon queen is not enough to calm the hearts of the people, and I hope you will send troops to arrest her as soon as possible, so as to comfort your majesty's spirit in heaven."

When Jiang Pengji stepped forward, the ministers showed displeased expressions.

They were discussing important matters, and this young general who didn't wink came up to disturb him?

Just as he was about to say that the common people should not come near, he saw Yang Si and Feng Zhen bowing to each other.

"My lord."

"Who will be killed? It can be heard from far away."

Jiang Pengji was satisfied to see the faces of several senior ministers eating flies.

"Your Majesty Bintian, all the ministers bluntly said that the murderer is the queen. But now that the army is in turmoil, it is really difficult to find the whereabouts of the murderer."

Yang Si and Feng Zhen are also very tired of these veteran ministers. They have no great skills, but they are quite good at commanding people.

Just direct the command, the key is to direct blindly.

They and Yang Jian's army have a total of 25,000 troops, and they lost some just now. It is not easy to protect the ministers and their families with such a small force. Later, they will have to escort the emperor's body back to the imperial city of Chenzhou , to drive away the enemy in the city.

Seriously understaffed!

These ministers who rely on the old and sell the old still want to overstep the command and let them divide their troops to find the queen who killed the emperor.

Didn't this tell Changshou King clearly—come, come, we are short of manpower here, so hurry up and send someone over to sneak attack?

Thinking of this, Yang Si and the others no longer knew what to say.

However, these are all veterans of the court, and they are old and prestigious, so they cannot be treated lightly, and they can only deal with it.

Jiang Pengji's eyeballs moved, and she glanced at the veterans in a nonchalant manner.

Her eyes were very calm, but the blood and lingering murderous aura made them feel nervous and subconsciously faint.

Jiang Pengji stared at a few people and said, "Their words are not unreasonable. Your Majesty's death is a major event of national mourning. The murderer cannot be easily let go. As for the queen, there seems to be a corpse that meets the requirements just now, but... the corpse of this person is almost Trampled into flesh by people and horses, his face is completely changed, only his clothes can tell his identity. How about, how many people go to identify them?"

Several ministers looked at each other.

They are all old men, how can they not see the perfunctory and coping of Yang Si and others?

They were all prepared for a long-term war of resistance, but they didn't expect Yang Si and their lord to be so talkative, which was unexpected.

"Thank you."

Several old ministers bowed to express their thanks, sincerely.

"It's okay, we can be regarded as courtiers together, this trivial matter is nothing. Come, someone, bring up the female corpse that was just discovered!" To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: