The male god of fast wear can't run

Chapter 470 I have green plums, bamboo horses are not as good as cooking wine (44)

At this time, Gu Nanqing was finally sure that Prime Minister Jiang was currently standing in Wang An's first team.Otherwise, his son Jiang Luo wouldn't be contradicting Jing Yanrui on a daily basis, and the suggestions he put forward were extremely pitfalls.

Obviously he came with a purpose, he should have ordered Jing Yanrui to stay here under the order of King An.

New and old hatred, Gu Nanqing really couldn't help but trick him.Then the legs of this former little bamboo horse were scrapped.

Gu Nanqing said that her conscience doesn't hurt at all. Although they were drinking friends in the past, they are even more enemies.

A year later, the army returned in triumph, but he didn't want the news to irritate King An.

When Jing Yanrui and others were still on the way, King An began to force the palace, and the old emperor suddenly fell ill a month after Jing Yanrui set off for the expedition.

King An had long been prepared to force the palace, so when Gu Nanqing and the others were still on the way, the people from Qianshanmen sent a letter to tell Gu Nanqing the news.

The people in Qianshanmen all know Gu Nanqing's true identity, and they also know why Gu Nanqing has been assisting Prince Rui all this time.So in Qianshanmen's eyes, if their master wants to support Prince Rui to the throne, then the one who becomes emperor must be Prince Rui.

So they were ready at any time, if their master could come back in time to stop Prince Rui, then they would secretly help.If the master can't come back, they will first make the situation more chaotic and delay the time.

However, Gu Nanqing is still very strong. According to the news, they are still halfway, and they still have three or four days to go.In fact, returning secretly has already entered the capital.

At night, the streets and alleys were almost the time for every household to close their doors to rest, but a large number of officers and soldiers poured into the imperial city.

The mansions of several high officials were all brightly lit.

But at this moment in the palace, the old emperor looked at the eunuchs who had fallen in his bedroom, and looked at the man holding the knife in panic.

That was someone he was very familiar with, his son Jing Yan'an.

"Yan An, what are you doing?" The old emperor narrowed his eyes, and he still couldn't believe what he saw.

Jing Yan'an looked at the blood-stained knife in his hand, there was no way out, but luckily he didn't intend to.

He raised his eyebrows, and said to the old emperor with a slight smile: "As the emperor saw, I am forcing the palace."

"You...you rebellious son! Why are you doing this?"

Jing Yan'an suddenly laughed out loud, and looked at the old emperor with extremely mocking eyes.

"Father, didn't you ask this question knowingly? Of course it was because of the dragon chair you were sitting on. I know that the fifth younger brother has come back after winning the battle, and you are already planning to make him the crown prince. If that is the case, why not take advantage of him before he returns? Shall I fight for this position?"

"The abdication edict, I have already written it for my father, as long as my father stamps it. When the time comes, my father will be your Supreme Emperor, and you can enjoy your old age in peace." Wang An spread out the abdication edict, carefully Put it in front of the old emperor.

Holding on to the little strength left, the old emperor slammed the edict to the ground, his cloudy eyes reflected sharp hatred.

And Jing Yan'an was startled suddenly when he was looked at by such eyes.

"Even if I die, I won't let you be the emperor! You son of a bitch, you son of a bitch..."

Jing Yan'an's expression suddenly changed, he raised his knife and approached the old emperor step by step, a half-taunting voice came.

"My dear father, you are so anxious to beg to die, a son will fulfill you. If you refuse to write the edict of abdication, then just use the edict to pass on the throne to me!"

Holding the knife high, the old emperor closed his eyes, only feeling extremely bitter in his mouth.

He suddenly regretted...

(End of this chapter)