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"If you want to live, expose King Liuyang's rebellion. We all had the same dream."

After the prince read it, he crumpled the letter into a ball and swallowed it. He almost choked to death and coughed several times.

King Liuyang also saw a letter on the soft sedan chair.

The letter read, "If you want to live, send your trusted followers to summon your second son to the palace."

King Liuyang's complexion changed drastically, and he was so angry that he tore the letter into pieces.

If you summon your second son into the palace, wouldn't it mean that you are just shutting the door and beating the dog, waiting for death, and handing over all the people who have been carefully planning for many years?

Just now the other party asked him and his eldest son to ride in two soft sedans separately, but he didn't think too much about it.

Only then did we know that all this was part of the regent's plan to alienate her. Presumably the crown prince will also receive a letter.

King Liuyang put himself in Li Beihong's position and thought about how to write this letter in order to successfully sow discord. He immediately guessed the content of the letter.

After getting off the sedan chair and arriving at the funeral palace, the eldest son would probably report him on the spot for trying to rebel, as in the dream, and he might be killed on the spot; he might also be imprisoned in prison until the emperor returns.

Now the second son is guarding outside the city. After receiving the news that his brother has rebelled and is imprisoned, he will definitely attack the city at all costs. Even if the regent threatens his own life, it may not shake his determination at all. This is quite like him.

Because the second son is not as kind-hearted as the eldest son, but like himself, he is a ruthless person. After finally having a legitimate excuse for rebellion, how could he give in?

King Liuyang felt a chill that penetrated his bones.

If the eldest son stayed behind, there might be a chance of survival, but the second son would probably have almost no chance.

The eldest son is calmer than the second son, and is less obsessed with ascending the throne and becoming emperor. For example, he might take the initiative to negotiate with Li Beihong, or go directly to Bauhinia Gate to jointly attack the Tatars and save people in a roundabout way. In short, we will not put our treasure on rebellion and rebellion.

King Liuyang suddenly felt that something was very wrong. He opened the curtain and looked out. When he saw the vermilion palace wall, he suddenly felt a little panicked.

"Stop the sedan, stop the sedan!" King Liuyang shouted.

But the bearer turned a deaf ear and showed no intention of stopping.

King Liuyang opened the curtain and took a look. A guard in Jin Yi turned around and looked at him silently holding a embroidered spring knife. On both sides are high palace walls.

He had a dagger hidden on him for self-defense. At this time, he was not completely sure, so he lowered the curtain and retracted into the sedan.

After thinking for a moment, he opened the third bag of tips left by the military advisor, the golden bag.

"Summon the second son into the palace, voluntarily hand over military power, and commit suicide by taking poison. This will save the second son."

King Liuyang held it in his hand, full of anger.

This was the ending he was most unwilling to accept.

He regretted not attacking the city directly yesterday morning. If he had to find some bullshit legal excuse for his rebellion, he should attack it first.

But the weather is not good, it rained all night. The advanced artillery used for sieges is not used. The capital was built very solidly, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. They had no chance of winning in a rainy night attack. But you can always give it a try.

He won't be in jail like this.

no. He cannot admit defeat.

Even if the second son failed to attack the city and rebel, as long as he fought hard, if the result was failure, he would admit it.

He used a dagger to cut off a small piece of hair and put it into a golden pouch.

When he arrived at the entrance of the funeral palace, Li Beihong was already standing at the door waiting for him, with a complacent attitude, like a hunter waiting for his prey to jump into his carefully laid trap.

King Liuyang looked at the main hall of the funeral palace that had been burned to the ground with an expressionless face, as if the scene of the fierce battle here on the day of King Pingxi's rebellion appeared before his eyes.

Li Beihong asked with concern, "Uncle, is he feeling unwell? The imperial doctor is waiting in the inner hall."

King Liuyang waved his hands solemnly, "No need. Take my king's token and summon my second son to the palace. I have indulged him too much before. The Queen Mother is dying, and he should overcome the difficulties and come despite his injuries. Worship.”

After speaking, he handed the golden tips bag to Li Beihong's hand. Of course he had eaten the note inside. "Uncle, don't worry, my nephew will make arrangements for it. I am very happy that the emperor has such a heart, and the late emperor is alive in heaven." Li Beihong tried to squeeze the golden bag, trying to judge the contents by the feel of his hand.

But there doesn't seem to be a note.

Li Beihong handed the kit to Mao Yuliang, who inspected the kit and arranged for it to be sent to the military camp stationed outside the city.

He raised his head and looked at the Crown Prince who was standing next to King Liuyang. The sharpness of his eyes shocked the Crown Prince. He knew that the most critical decision in his life had come.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and thought of his one-year-old son. His heart filled with anger, and he rushed forward to block Li Beihong, "Regent, be careful! My father wants to rebel, and my brother is outside to take care of him."

Li Beihong's lips curved into a faint smile.

Unexpectedly, the scene in my dream last night turned out to be a reality.

Does this mean that the emperor's brother has won a complete victory over the Tatars, has really captured the Mongolian Khan Huanhuan Qieer, and is about to return his army to the court?

King Liuyang stared at his eldest son in shock and anger. In addition to anger, there was also a slight wetness in his eyes, and his heart ached.

The person he wanted to pass on to the throne stabbed him in the back and betrayed him!

King Liuyang's eyes widened angrily: "That's nonsense! I will kill you today, the rebellious son who slandered me."

He rushed towards his eldest son and stabbed his throat without hesitation with the dagger in his hand.

The guards drew their swords one after another, and the blades came out of their sheaths, making a clanging sound.

When everyone thought that the eldest son would definitely die, King Liuyang's dagger instantly deflected and stabbed Li Beihong.

However, before he was stabbed, someone pinched the numb tendon on his wrist, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

"Made!"

King Liuyang was furious and took out a small porcelain bottle with a long lead on it.

He straightened his back, held the lead in his hand, and looked like he was going to die together.

"There is a new type of bomb in the porcelain bottle. As long as I pull this thread, it will explode. If we die, everyone will die together."

The people surrounding King Liuyang looked at each other in shock. They had all seen the power of this kind of porcelain bottle bomb, and they did not dare to act rashly for the time being.

"It's all you who forced me!" King Liuyang said viciously.

"I was originally escorted by King Qin, who wanted to lead his troops to kill the Tatars. I had no intention of rebelling. It was you who forced me to rebel now. You used divisive tactics to drive a wedge between our father and son, and you frantically threatened the prince and slandered him. My dear father forced us to fight against each other. You all deserve to die!"

Li Beihong pushed the crown prince away, stood in front of King Liuyang, and said calmly:

"How could the emperor rebel? The emperor has been loyal for so many years, so he will definitely not rebel. Between the prince and the emperor, of course I trust the emperor. Why don't the emperor put down the porcelain vase and let's talk properly."

King Liuyang sneered, held the porcelain vase tightly and said nothing.

Suddenly a guard hurried in and reported the situation in Li Beihong's ear.

Li Beihong raised his eyes and stared at King Liuyang, and said with a smile, "If you put down the porcelain vase, I promise to save the lives of your two sons. If we must die together, the throne will still belong to my brother, and I have no interest in the throne. But you The whole family, including your sons and grandsons, will have to be buried with you."

A trace of hesitation and resentment flashed in King Liuyang's eyes.

"You are not the Holy Emperor, how can you guarantee that my two legitimate sons will not be sentenced to death?"

"Believe it or not." Li Beihong's face turned cold. Since he had turned against him, he simply stopped calling him uncle.

King Liuyang's heart sank, and he felt the sadness and anger that King Chu Ba committed suicide in Jiangdong. Especially the tall and sturdy man in front of him, who is standing in front of others, is the legitimate son who has been carefully cultivated since childhood.