A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 624: The 624 Knife Was Confiscated

Prince Xizhou, who did not understand what was going on, spoke softly:

"What does it have to do with the empress's husband? Wasn't Yuan Baoju the founding emperor of the Western Wei Dynasty? Didn't Empress Yifu die a long time ago?"

When asked this question by Prince Xiao, those who knew the situation felt quite embarrassed.

In fact, everyone in Zhou State knows that the current Yuan Baoyue is Yuan Baoju, who borrowed his brother's name. Yuan Baoju, the founding emperor, felt frustrated at the time, with his cousin Yuan Mingjing as regent and the Rouran turning enemies into friends and eyeing him covetously.

In order to consolidate his imperial power, he had no choice but to divorce his wife and marry a Rouran princess as his empress. However, under the coercion of the jealous Rouran princess, he killed his wife and exiled his children after changing their mother's surname. This incurred the wrath of the Western Wei people, and the regent Yuan Mingjing also accepted the throne and proclaimed herself emperor. Later, she personally led an expedition to subdue the Rouran, and Yuan Baoju changed his name and married the empress.

Yuchi Jiong was the first to react and gave Yi Fuya a sidelong glance.

"Shut up!"

Yi Fuya drank the last sip of water in the teapot, and then threw the thin-necked white porcelain teapot heavily on the table! The porcelain pieces immediately broke into pieces, making a crisp sound.

He actually felt the heroic feeling of drinking strong liquor.

Then he stood up unsteadily, raised his left hand which was wrapped in white bandage, and stopped Yuchi Jiong who was about to speak, "Shu Gong, there is no need to say more. Today I will let those bastards of the Xiao family know my identity!"

Princess Jiangxia was excited when she heard this. "Oh? I'd like to hear more about it."

Yi Fuya stood up from behind the table, staggering as if drunk, and kicked over the table. He walked towards the red carpet in the middle of the road, then turned around and glared at Xiao Yuansu standing behind Yuwen Zhi with resentful eyes, shouting:

"The stability of the Western Wei dynasty was achieved at the cost of the lives of my Yifu family. The history books do not record the female khan divorcing her original husband, but the history books do record your Western Wei emperor killing his wife. You're still apologizing? My urine is redder than your blood! Drink my urine, all of you!"

He looked at Xiao Yuansu, but spoke as if to King Fengling.

Yi Fuya's actions of throwing the cup and kicking the table caused an uproar among the people present, and the crowd began to get noisy and bustling.

King Fengling, who was sitting upright, only raised his eyebrows and phoenix eyes and said coldly: "Do you want one too?"

As soon as Prince Fengling spoke, everyone fell silent. Yi Fuya was also very angry and wanted to find Xiao Yuansu to show off his power and scold the Yuan family. But he ended up scolding his mother and stepfather in front of the crown prince of Western Wei, completely forgetting that she was still there.

King Fengling narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp: "Answer me, do you want me too?"

When Yi Fuya saw her, his arrogance was suppressed a little, and he shrank back and said, "Are you sick? Did I ask you?"

She said gloomily, "I want you to answer!"

"Drink if you want."

The scene where King Fengling smashed the table was still vivid in people's minds. Everyone who saw it would mourn for this young silver-armored general who was angry at the injustice of the world.

Just when everyone thought she was going to lose her temper, she just raised her eyes and said, "If you want to die, I can grant you death."

"Your Highness, are you coming for me, or are you protecting that bastard from the Xiao family?"

"Is it your turn to ask questions? It seems that I was too kind just now. I didn't beat you up so that you would remember it."

This guy actually dared to bring up what happened just now! Yi Fuya finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly showed his short knife and jumped to the front of King Fengling's desk in two steps, and came up to chop Yuan Wuyou!

In a flash, everyone was in chaos!

It happened in a flash, in just a moment, the dagger that the young general stabbed with his right hand was also grabbed by Fengling King who suddenly stood up and grabbed the wrist bone in a brocade robe with wide sleeves!
She secretly exerted force, squeezing his wrist bones until they cracked, but the man's hands were visibly shaking. He let out an "Ah!" in pain, and the dagger slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.

The silver-armored young general's originally snow-white wrist bones and palms had now been pinched red and purple, and she was still clenching her hands tightly.

Yi Fuya, who was standing in front of her desk, looked at her with red eyes, "Let go! Let me go!"

She kicked over the table in front of her, letting it hit his knees. Yi Fuya was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in his legs. She deliberately forced him to kneel on the table. King Fengling glanced at the short knife under the table. "Pick up the knife. Use your other hand."

Yi Fuya tried to pick it up with his other hand, and the wrist bone that she was holding was dislocated with a "click", and he screamed "Ah!" in pain.

But she still refused to let go of his hand.

"Keep picking up."

"Let go... Fengling King, you can't afford to play with me. I don't want to kill you!"

"I told you to pick it up! How dare you disobey me?"

Yi Fuya gritted his teeth, tears of pain welling up in his eyes. He knew he shouldn't pick it up, so he just glared at her. His childish face turned red and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"King Fengling..."

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"Where did I go wrong?"

She simply loosened his dislocated wrist, her eyes were sinister, and her tone remained calm and firm.

"pick it up!"

When Yi Fuya tried to pick it up with his other hand angrily, he heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed from behind him.

Then suddenly a sword blade fell from the sky! The cold touch "whoosh" pierced between his fingers, frightening Yi Fuya so much that his heart went cold and sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

Fortunately, her sword just hit him right between his fingers.

Prince Fengling was skilled in swordsmanship but had a bad temper. If this hot-tempered prince really wanted to chop off his hand, his hand would have fallen to the ground by now.

Even though Yi Fuya had never bowed his head in submission in his life, except for the time when he was violently forced to beg for mercy by her on the long street just now, he had to admit at this moment that he was not as cruel as she was.

"If Your Highness wants my sword, I will give it to you."

Her tone softened.
"Be good, I'll take your knife."

The young general in silver armor, who had been shouting just now, immediately took up his short knife with red and purple hands, raised it above his head reverently and presented it to King Fengling, allowing the condescending King Fengling to take his knife away as if blessing him.

He was so obedient that he looked like a mad dog turning into a puppy that hadn't been weaned...

The people below were very happy to see the excitement.

Prince Xizhou took out a folding fan from somewhere, opened it with a swish, and said with a smile: "Prince Fengling is so majestic!"

Xiao Tongyan also exclaimed: "The Lord of Huaxu is truly a woman among women, a female among females, a dominant woman, a ruler among women, the Lord of women, an emperor, a queen, a goddess... an overwhelming woman!"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was shocked.

The Qi State had known her identity for a long time, but was shocked that Xiao Tongyan dared to expose it in public. The Zhou State was shocked because they really didn't know.

Yi Fuya, who had just given his sword to King Fengling and was about to leave, turned his head in shock. "Who? Who is the Lord of Huaxu? Isn't King Fengling a man?"

King Fengling narrowed his eyes, "Does it matter whether I am a man or a woman? Go back to your seat!"

Yi Fuya shuddered, shut up obediently, and walked back to his seat with his injured hands hanging dejectedly.