Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 261 "Brother and Brother Gong"

Everyone in the hall did not dare to look up, but they all knew that there was Zhou Quanwu in the darkness behind Emperor Zhenyuan's dragon chair.

They did not dare to have any objections or have any dissatisfaction with the behavior of Zhou Quanwu, who was sitting behind the emperor and "listening to politics behind the curtain."Because the ministers who raised objections two months ago were also killed on the spot, and all of them were punished by the Nine Clans.

The corpses of the murdered ministers were kept in Shangyuan Hall for three days before being removed. During those three days, the living ministers discussed matters amidst the blood everywhere and the increasingly thick smell of corpses.

Even those who expressed dissatisfaction with the matter in private soon died violently at home.His family claimed it was a sudden illness, but everyone knew what was going on.

Under such bloody suppression, no one dared to discuss the matter anymore.Therefore, every time they went to morning court, they could only lower their heads and dare not look up.

The figure behind the dragon chair became a lingering cloud above everyone's heads.

After the veteran minister who reported the war finished reading the recent victory report, he bowed his head tremblingly in salute, retreated into the group of ministers, and sighed imperceptibly.

In the hall, it became quiet for a while.

As usual, the next step was when Emperor Zhenyuan issued orders to the ministers, but they had not heard his voice for a long time, replaced by the voice coming from behind the dragon chair.

"I heard..." Zhou Quanwu's voice was filled with chills, "The soldiers of Pan Chuqin's army who attacked Beiyue were dissatisfied with the massacre of the city?"

There was silence in the hall.

He didn't expect any answer, so he continued: "The next decree is that Pan Qiqin is not strict in running the army and should be beheaded to show the public. Let the deputy general take action and let him take over the responsibility of commanding the army. If the deputy general refuses, his subordinates will Continue to behead them. As for the soldiers who made trouble, they were all beheaded."

"Also, the attack on Pei Guo..."

"..."

Zhou Quanwu's voice slowly floated out from the darkness behind the dragon chair, issuing decrees and orders. However, the ministers below were trembling and did not dare to go against anything he said.

After a while, he finished talking about the war-related measures.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly got up, walked towards the apse, and said, "Let Prime Minister Lao Fang take care of the next thing."

"No!" A minister in front of the civil and military officials who looked radiant saluted immediately.

He was only interested in the war. As for other government affairs, such as which city's city lord was corrupt, which city in the fish and meat village suffered from ice disasters and needed disaster relief, he ignored them and left these matters to the people he promoted two months ago. The prime minister got up to make a decision.

Zhou Quanwu walked through the back hall and went out. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. After standing quietly for a moment, he suddenly rose into the air and flew out of the palace. After passing through the imperial city formation, he landed beside the high wall outside the palace. In a heavily guarded place.

The guards saluted him immediately, and he waved lightly to let the guards open the entrance of the prison, and walked in without looking sideways.

He walked down several floors through dark, cramped stairs infested with insects and rats, and finally stopped in front of a cell.

Leaning in the cell was a man who could vaguely be seen wearing luxurious clothes. However, he was now unkempt and his original bearing was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Zhou Quanwu's arrival, the prisoner reacted greatly. He stood up immediately, and the shackles on his hands and feet made a "crack" sound. Perhaps he got up too quickly, and he leaned forward weakly, feeling a little dizzy.

After standing firm and getting rid of his dizziness, he rushed over, grabbing the iron railing with both hands, and roared with great anger: "Zhou Quanwu! Two months! Two months! You finally have the nerve to come. Have you seen me?! Let me out quickly!"

With a playful smile on his face, Zhou Quanwu said sarcastically: "Your Highness, why do you look so weak? Is it because the bran food in the prison does not suit your taste?"

The prisoner who was called the prince suddenly felt a sore spot. He had been treated like this in his entire life.

"You are a rebellious person who deceives your teachers and destroys your ancestors, and is treasonous! You! What did you do to your father?! You are rebelling! How dare you do such a thing! The Wuyan Immortal Sect behind Dazhou will not let it go your!"

"Rebellion? My father is alive and well. He is still sitting on the dragon throne and attending the morning court. How can I rebel?" Zhou Quanwu didn't take it seriously. "As for the Wuyan Immortal Sect, they only support the dynasty. As for the dynasty, what can I do to rebel?" They don't bother to take a look at the fight for the right to inherit the throne within the dynasty, so you don't have to place your hopes on them. As a practitioner in the Eastern Immortal Realm, I know their attitudes better than you."

The prince was stunned, then said sadly and angrily, "If you want the prince's position, I told my father that you can take it. But my father is like a walking corpse at this time, becoming your puppet on strings. What will you do to him?" What?! Restore him to his original state!"

"What a drama of a loving father and a filial son." Zhou Quanwu twitched his lips, "If you are willing to give up your position as the crown prince before I go to the Qingji Sword Sect, I might accept it, but don't forget who it is. The design killed my mother-in-law, forced me out of the imperial city, and forced me to go to the Qing Chi Sword Sect like a lost dog."

The prince hesitated, "You..."

"My power in the court is far more deep-rooted than you think. Otherwise, why do you think I can control the court so smoothly this time? You thought I did it very secretly back then and led the trouble to Lao Qi. I Don’t you know it’s you? Or even, do you think I don’t know…did it be my father who ordered you to do this?”

Zhou Quanwu's face was as cold as ice, and his words were like ice thorns, which sent chills down the prince's spine. He continued: "With the advancement of the Qingji Sword Sect, my goal is no longer just to become the leader of this small country. Lord. After all, what if you become the emperor? Just the elders of the Immortal Sect come here, don’t they still look like they are nodding and bowing? "

Saying that, he shook his head.

"So, you are desperate to launch this war?" The prince said with a hint of incomprehension in his eyes, "Just to take advantage of the war to harvest mortal blood to refine... blood elixirs? To improve your cultivation. ?”

Zhou Quanwu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that there are still remnants of your party in the DPRK. You have been detained here for two months, and yet someone still tipped you off? What else did they tell you?"

The prince hesitated for a moment, "Is there a demonic figure among them?"

Zhou Quanwu nodded, "I know quite a lot. Yes, there is help from the Demon Sect. Otherwise, how could our Zhou Quan's iron hooves crush Pei Guo and Beiyue so easily?"

"Father..."

"As you guessed, it was their work." Zhou Quanwu smiled.

The prince's voice trembled, "If you do this, aren't you afraid that the Qingchi Sword Sect and the Wuyan Immortal Sect that our Da Zhou is attached to will know?! Your sect didn't send an elder to the imperial city because of the matter of Pei Wenshu What?"

Zhou Quanwu shrugged his shoulders, "Don't worry, the entire Zhou Dynasty is under my control. We have done everything right. The elder who came to reprimand me last time couldn't find anything. As for this elder now, he is one of our own." , not to mention you don’t have to worry about it.”

The prince was silent for a while, and then he said with a panicked face as if remembering something, "You...why did you tell me this?"

Zhou Quanwu smiled and said nothing.

"No, don't kill me! I won't tell anyone else." The prince said in a panic, "I, I can sit in front of the stage for you, and I am willing to be your puppet! You say one thing, and I will never say another! "

"What about the father?"

"Kill, just kill him! He is already a walking corpse anyway! Killing him will also be a relief for him. As for me...since you are not interested in the throne, but you still want a puppet to do things for you, I still As a prince, sitting on the throne, with a legitimate name, can also make the world return to its heart."

"Didn't you just repay your father's kindness and your son's filial piety? Hey..." Zhou Quanwu sneered, then touched his chin and muttered: "But... what you said makes sense."

There was a glimmer of hope in the prince's eyes.

"Kneel down." Zhou Quanwu looked at the prince coldly and said.

A trace of humiliation flashed in the prince's eyes, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the desire to survive.

As long as you can live, why not kneel down?

He gave up his dignity, looked at Zhou Quanwu flatteringly, and knelt down heavily.

Zhou Quanwu looked at him condescendingly, silently wondering what he was thinking.

It seemed that he was looking back at the way the other party had been arrogant in front of him for so many years based on his status as the prince, and was trying to relieve the depression accumulated from countless times of swallowing his anger.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled.

The prince didn't know why and smiled after him.

But in the next moment, a ray of red light swept out of Zhou Quanwu's body and lightly passed across the prince's neck.

"Hey..."

Blood splattered!

Zhou Quanwu didn't use spiritual energy to push away his blood, but let it spill on his robe.

The prince's originally hopeful face was instantly replaced by disbelief and fear. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Quanwu, and he fell back to the ground. He covered his neck with his hands and feet and moved back, trying to get away. Zhou Quanwu.

The "crack" sound of the shackles could not help but resound in the quiet and dark cell, dragging a trail of blood on the ground.

The prince's back was pressed against the hard wall, and he struggled like this. He slowly stopped moving. There was panic in his eyes, and he refused to close his eyes.

Zhou Quanwu looked at the prince dying with a smile, and his heart was full of wantonness.

After a while, he retracted his saber and turned to leave.

At this moment, another voice came from the cell next to him——

"Haha, you guys are really brothers and sisters..."

Zhou Quanwu paused, looked back at another cell, his eyes were still cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Pei Wenshu..."

(End of this chapter)