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"Your Highness..."

Qi Fei looked at him hesitantly.

Now there are soldiers and horses everywhere patrolling back and forth, and the clamor can easily hurt Your Highness.

Zhao Xu waved his hand to stop what he was going to say next: "Go and prepare!"

If the siege is someone else, he might be more cautious, but if the siege is Pan Zhaoqing, he would not have so many concerns.

Pan Zhaoqing is his father's man. No matter what, he will never take the lives of these princes. He can lose many concerns based on this alone.

However, the development of the situation in the future was completely beyond his expectations.

Zhao Xugang and his men rushed to the palace gate and heard the sound of death knives coming from the palace.

One, two, three...

The bell rang nine times before it stopped.

Nine tones...

Zhao Xu's body staggered suddenly.

There is a rule in the palace that the bells when you go to court are one, and the bells to report the time are two...

The bell rings nine times, which is a death knives, which means that the Nine Five Supremes in the palace have gone.

How could this happen? How could this happen...

He was still a step late.

Zhao Xu looked at the wide open city gate, but suddenly felt that the steps under his feet were weighing thousands of pounds, which made it difficult for him to take another step forward.

It was not that he suddenly learned how sad he was that the last emperor died and did not want to face this news, but that since the people in the palace had time to ring the death knell, it proved that the situation in the palace had been controlled.

Some are already foregone conclusion, and he wants to turn the tables?

Disaster!

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that his body was a little unstable, Qi Fei hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and looked at him with a look of worry: "Your Highness, how are you?"

He also heard the bell, and he knew exactly what it meant.

But what he didn't expect was that His Highness's reaction would be so intense.

But if you think about it carefully, he can understand His Highness's current mood, so he is not very good at persuading anything else.

"Why would my subordinates help you back and take a break first?"

Now they want no troops, and they want no will to go in, even if they go in now, they can't change anything.

"I'm fine!"

Zhao Xu waved his hand and stood up straight, looking at the wide open city gate and said, "I want to go in and see what happened."

He must at least know who the person who laughed to the end was.

Besides, who knows if things have changed until the last moment? What if the father really leaves a will?

"You will follow me to the palace!"

The more than 300 people behind him were the last power in his hands, and now he can only count on these more than 300 people.

Not long after the group entered the palace, they were stopped by the patrolling guards. Because of Zhao Xu's special identity, the patrol guards did not dare to do anything to them. They just sent people to report to His Highness Wen.

However, after the guard who went to report the news came back, he only brought back a piece of news that King Wen was discussing with the ministers and had no time to receive the news that King Qi was not available for the time being.

Zhao Xu was blocked outside by patrolling guards, and he didn't even touch the gate of the palace where Zhao Qi was.

...

At the end of the thirteenth year of Zhenghong, Emperor Hong passed away at the age of 61.

In the middle of the following month, Emperor Hong's fourth son Zhao Qi succeeded to the throne and changed his yen name to Yonghui.

The crown prince Zhao Yun conspired to murder the late emperor and imprisoned court officials, and his crimes were unforgivable and unworthy of being the crown prince of a country. Therefore, his status as a crown prince was deprived of it and demoted it to a commoner, and he would not be allowed to enter the imperial tomb again for his lifetime.
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