Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Yuan Mou looked at Xin Jun, did not speak, but sat down in the study, took off his saber, and put it on the table in the study with a bang.

Xinjun was startled by the loud noise: "Uncle... what are you going to do?"

He already guessed a thing or two in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it.

Yuan Mou stroked the saber with his hand, his expression focused as if he was the only one here.

Xinjun was frightened by Yuan Mou's attitude and kept backing away, his legs moved towards the gate uncontrollably.

"Yu'er, how long have you been on the throne?"

Xinjun was startled by the sudden voice, and subconsciously replied: "Less than a year..."

"In less than a year, you have caused so many troubles," Yuan Mou sighed, like an elder who really cares about the younger generation, "I told you a long time ago that governing the country is not a child's play. If you can’t listen to it, it seems that you are really not the material.”

At this time, the new ruler already understood what Yuan Mou meant. He wanted to force him to abdicate and let the land change its owner.

How could Xinjun be willing to just hand over this easy-to-get country to others? While backing away, he pleaded innocently: "Uncle, I know that I have never thought about making progress before, but I won't now, I will It has been changed, please give me another chance, I beg you, uncle."

Yuan Mou picked up the sword and turned it leisurely in his hand: "Yu'er, uncle gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. It's too late to say anything now. I signed this edict. I will guarantee you one." Life."

Xinjun was still retreating, seeing that Yuan Mou was looking for help, and immediately prepared to rush out of the study to find someone for help: "Come here! Come..."

The moment his foot stepped out of the study, his voice was stuck in his throat and he could not utter a single sound. Outside the study, soldiers in armor stood densely, and the palace people shivered and prostrated themselves on the ground. , dare not move at all.

At some point, the entire palace was controlled by Yuan Mou.

Yuan Mou slowly got up from his seat and walked to the new emperor: "You lost your mother when you were young, so you can be regarded as growing up in my family. Logically speaking, I can also be considered half of your father. It is only natural for my son to give way to my father."

Tears overflowed from the corners of Xinjun's eyes: "I respect you so much, why are you doing this to me?"

Yuan Mou just sighed: "Son, you are not the material that can support a country, you should give up, I will give you an idle prince to do, and from now on, you can be happy."

The defeat was decided, the whole palace had a mutiny quietly, and the imperial city army guarding the imperial city did not move at all. Presumably, Yuan Mou had replaced him with his own people long ago, so he was powerless to fight back.

At this time, the new king's knees softened, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground. Yuan Mou's sword tip was placed around his neck, and he handed the edict to the new king: "write it."

In the face of life and death, all the country and society were left behind, he was silent for a long time, and before Yuan Mou's patience was exhausted, he finally picked up a pen and wrote on the imperial edict.

Yuan Mou just lowered his head like this, looking at the child he raised with his own hands nestling at his feet like when he was young, and there was inevitably a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes. How long ago, his wish was nothing more than to support this sister The orphan of his father ascended the throne to ensure the prosperity of his family forever.

It was the new king, who handed over all the troops to him step by step, and summoned him to the edge of the empty capital. In Yuan Mou's hands.

As long as Yuan Mou uses his hands lightly...

No one can resist such a temptation, even if the child in front of him is a child raised by himself.

Yuan Mou was not without struggles in his heart. Family affection and power were at war in his heart. Usually, family affection took the top spot, barely suppressing the budding desire for power.

But this child is really not material for a high position. Maybe he was too pampered, or maybe he subconsciously coveted the throne in his heart. He didn't care about this child's ability. He was playing around, if the prime minister hadn't noticed that something was wrong, he would have brought the new monarch back to the palace to be educated, and cut off contact with him.

It's just that the child's heart has long been slack in playing, and he has no intention of studying, so he finally became like this.

Yuan Mou thinks it should be a natural phenomenon that the country is about to perish. The new king and his father are examples. Throughout history, when every dynasty is about to collapse, there will always be one or two "talented people" who will lose the foundation left by their ancestors There is nothing left, Hengguo now sees this pair of 'talented' father and son as a vision from heaven.

He convinced himself that whoever will be the monarch will probably be better than the new monarch. He asked himself that he is rich in learning, studied at the age of five, and was accompanied by the previous monarch Yan Ze when he was young. He can lead troops to fight for more than twenty years. Years without failure, why can't it be me?
Why can't this throne be his own?
Every midnight, Yuan Mou couldn't fall asleep for a long time, the desire for power spread in his heart, it was like a beast, devouring Yuan Mou's only conscience all the time.

Now, the scene that can only be imagined briefly in a dream is in front of him.

Yuan Mou restrained the trembling of his hands, and took over the new king, no, the edict of abdication in the hands of the current King Yi, released news in various towns overnight, announcing that he, Yuan Mou, had become the new king!
In the early morning of the second day when he became king, he sent 70 troops with 60 troops to support the front line before he even had time to worship the heavens or change the country's name, and then he sent a signal to discuss peace with Dan and Jiang.

Dan Country quickly responded, Dan Country was just following Jiang Guo to fish in troubled waters, and the results it achieved today were beyond Dan Country's expectations, so they planned to close it when it was completed, and leave with a few cities.

But Jiang Country is different, its appetite is much bigger than that of Dan Country, when it finds that Heng Country is much weaker than imagined, it has the idea of ​​annexing Heng Country as a whole.

Seeing Jiang Guo not retreating half a step, Dan Guo also wanted to continue to follow Jiang Guo to fish in troubled waters, but actually tore up the peace agreement.

At this time, the border was already very critical, and the coalition forces of the two countries began to gather at the border of Hengguo, and the comparison was whether the reinforcements of Hengguo arrived first or the reinforcements of the two countries' coalition arrived first.

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On the other side, the frontier battlefield.

Feng Qianshun held the letter sent by Yuan Mou to the border, and handed the letter to Jia Meng beside him.

Jia Meng picked up the letter and read it up and down several times, breaking apart word by word, and chewing in his mouth as if crushed, with disbelief written all over his face.

"Is this true?"

Feng Qianshun snatched the letter over: "You don't care who is the emperor, as long as we send people to the border to help, we will still be saved."

Jia Meng looked up at Feng Qianshun, half as a joke, half as a reminder: "Aren't you going to surrender?"

"Surrender to his grandma!"

small theater:
Yuan Mou: Good news!Grandpa is enthroned!bad news!To deal with the mess left by the previous little bastard.

Jamon: That's because you chose the wrong time.

Yuan Mou: But if there is no war, I can't take advantage of it.

Yuan Mou: I love Zhan Luan.

Jamon: ...for another one!Another one!
Yuan Mou: ...? ? ?