The prince is very fierce

Needless to say, Liu Pingyang had been planning with Song Yu for so many years just to pull Song Ji, who valued literature and restrained martial arts, from the throne. Song Yu was only one step away from ascending the throne. How could he just give up the throne to Song Ji? Son, wouldn’t it mean that his and the Han family’s achievements in following the dragon are all gone?

Liu Pingyang took a breath, stood up and said loudly:

"Now that war is about to break out, the prince is young and it is difficult to control the overall situation. I personally think that King Song Yu of Yan can take on this important task. What do you think?"

The officials were silent and looked at Xiao Chuyang and Cui Huailu, who rarely wore a pair of pants.

Cui Huailu opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Prime Minister Xiao Chuyang took a step forward and said with awe-inspiring justice:

"Since ancient times, the only distinction is to establish elders and direct descendants. While the prince is still alive, there is no reason to establish brothers as kings."

Cui Huailu frowned, glanced at Xiao Chuyang, and said in a deep voice:

"I second the motion."

When the courtiers saw that Prime Minister Xiao Chuyang and the imperial censor were both so determined, it was natural that they could not say more. Besides, they were suspected of forcing the palace to usurp the throne. At this time, they all nodded slightly:

"Second."

When one person speaks, more and more people follow.

As long as the courtiers agree, Song Ji's eldest son can be brought into the palace later.

Seeing that the situation suddenly turned like this, Song Yu, who had come to inherit the throne, naturally looked ugly and winked at Liu Pingyang and Han Zhongyu.

Two military attachés, Liu Pingyang and Han Zhongyu, have been planning for the present for so many years. How can they just draw water from a bamboo basket?

Liu Pingyang quickly walked to the center of the hall and said in a deep voice:

"Nonsense, Prince Su's son is plotting rebellion, and the six kings are still unclear about their movements. Who can take charge of the overall situation at this moment? King Yan is young and talented, and he is the legitimate son of the late emperor. He should have inherited the throne. Troubled times are about to arise, how can he stand idly by. Minister. Be brave and ask King Yan to inherit the throne."

After saying that, he knelt down towards Song Yu, and Han Zhongyu also knelt down quickly;

"I sincerely request King Yan to inherit the throne!"

As soon as the leader of the two military attaches knelt down, most of the military attachés from his faction also knelt down and begged Song Yu to sit on the dragon throne.

Song Yu did not dare to refuse politely, and walked towards the dragon chair above with a bit of sadness.

Cui Huailu's face was furious and he opened his mouth to speak. Prime Minister Xiao Chuyang took another step forward and said angrily:

"How presumptuous, Song Yu, do you want to usurp the throne!?"

Cui Huailu opened his mouth, his eyes showing a bit of irritation, but he had no choice but to follow:

"Xiao Xiang is right! The prince is still here, how can he mess with etiquette?"

Song Yu paused in his steps, and when he was called out and scolded for usurping the throne, his face naturally turned red, but he did not take this step, so all his hard work was in vain, and he could only look at Liu Pingyang.

Song Yu was embarrassed to speak, so in order to protect Song Yu, Liu Pingyang naturally argued hard and said angrily:

"National calamity is ahead, and troubled times are about to arise. Besides King Yan, who else in Chang'an City can take charge of the overall situation at this time?"

Xiao Chuyang was about to speak when the sound of running suddenly came from outside the hall:

"Report—report—"

The whole place was filled with horror. In an instant, he recovered his mind and looked towards the royal road outside the palace.

Outside the Taiji Hall, a eunuch hurriedly ran into the gate and said urgently:

"Urgent report! King Su personally led an army of 80,000 people out of Qinzhou and has already passed Maiji Mountain!"

"What?!"

"It's over! It's over!"

"Prince Su rebelled, how could he rebel so quickly..."

The imperial court was instantly in a state of panic, and all the officials turned pale.

Just now we were discussing whether to fight or not, now we can discuss how to fight.

King Su's defense line was in the northwest, and he left Qinzhou with 80,000 troops. No need to think about it, the destination was Chang'an City, 600 miles away. If Guo Zhongxian can't stop him and runs faster, he can reach the city in ten days, and they can go underground to discuss who should be the emperor.

The court suddenly panicked, and when Liu Pingyang saw that the news of King Su's rebellion finally came, he hurriedly stood up and said loudly:

"King Su has rebelled. He will be able to cross Qianyang Pass and join Guo Zhongxian's troops in two days. At this time, there is no wise king in charge. I, Dayue, are all doomed. I sincerely ask King Yan to succeed to the throne and take charge of the overall situation."

Han Zhongyu also quickly spoke in agreement.

Xiao Chuyang was furious and wanted to speak, but Liu Pingyang took the lead and said angrily:

"Here, please ask Mr. Xiao to go out."

"promise!"

Tap tap tap——

Outside the Tai Chi Hall, I suddenly remembered the sound of dense footsteps.

Liu Changrun and the children of the Han family rushed in with hundreds of imperial guards and surrounded the civil and military officials with official swords in hand.

"Liu Pingyang, do you want to usurp the throne and force the palace?"

Xiao Chuyang immediately shouted angrily, but Liu Pingyang ignored it and just begged Song Yu to ascend the throne.

The Royal Forest Army ran over, grabbed Prime Minister Xiao Chuyang and Cui Huailu, and dragged them out of the Tai Chi Hall. The shouts and curses were still heard:

"Song Yu, Liu Pingyang, you and other rebellious officials and traitors dare to spy on the throne. I, Xiao Chuyang, will kill your wolf ambitions even if I implicate the nine clans...let me go..."

Cui Huailu was dragged, but he couldn't get a word in. He just yelled: "Me too." Then he was dragged out.

The remaining civil and military officials were a little hesitant, but King Su had already rebelled. If he didn't decide, something big would happen to the monarch. And looking at the sword-wielding imperial guards around them, it seemed impossible not to agree today. At this moment, they just remained silent and looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu had already broken his skin and said nothing at the moment. He walked quickly to the top of the golden palace and sat down on the dragon chair.

At this moment, all the civil and military officials breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, the matter was settled.

Song Yu's body was trembling uncontrollably. She sat on the dragon chair and looked at the Imperial Road, Zhuque Gate and even Zhuque Street in front of her, her eyes a little dazed.

Liu Pingyang knelt down hurriedly and said loudly: "Your Majesty!"

The matter was done, and it was impossible to pull Song Yu off the throne. The officials were silent for a while, then raised their hands and bowed:

"Your Majesty!"

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the civil and military officials who were sent down, brewing for a while, and preparing for years, but now he was a little speechless.

"Report-Qianyang Pass has been closed, Guo Zhongxian led his troops to gather at Zhenhu Pass..."

The battle report came again. Once Qianyang Pass was closed, even gods could not get in. When Prince Su ran from Qinzhou to Chencang, there was no time to prepare.

The court officials suddenly became anxious again, and one of them hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Your Majesty, please decide whether Xu Buling should kill the king. Although Prince Su has stepped out of Qinzhou, he has not yet arrived at Qianyang Pass and has not yet met with Guo Zhongxian's troops. It's still in time!"

The rest of the court officials also bowed and asked Song Yu to make a decision.

If Song Yu said to fight, then fight. If Song Yu said not to fight, then talk to Prince Su. Only the emperor of the dynasty has this qualification. Once the fight with Guo Zhongxian's army starts, there will be no more to talk about.

Song Yu took a breath. Long before the plan, he had anticipated today's situation - the Xu family must not be destroyed, otherwise he would not be able to sit firmly on the throne of the emperor, but the Xu family's military power must also be reduced, so Xu Buling was made a pawn.

As for how to make Prince Su withdraw his troops, Song Yu had already made preparations. He put the matter of Xu Buling being poisoned by the Dragon Locking Gu on Song Ji's head, making Xu Buling's regicide somewhat understandable, and then reducing the Qin and Wei states of Prince Su, so that Prince Su could save his son's life and would definitely agree. Xu Buling's Dragon Locking Gu poison will not take long, and he will die sooner or later, and it can be explained in the court.

After Song Yu prepared the words, he said in a deep voice:

"I..."

"Your Majesty!"

Just as Song Yu uttered a word, a noise suddenly sounded outside the palace.

Song Yu and the court officials were stunned and looked outside the palace. They didn't expect that they would be so frightened that their souls would fly away.

Song Ji, who had a big hole in his heart caused by a sword on the Wangjiang Terrace, was carried in wearing a dragon robe and looking pale. His expression was as calm as ever, and he said softly:

"I am not dead yet, what are you all fighting about?"