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Chapter 801

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You are my son, not my enemy! "

Force?

"We forced you?" Qi Zhen Emperor clenched his fist and slammed it on the table. With a loud bang, he stood up and pointed at his unfilial son, questioning, "Did We force you to incite Jing Hua to besiege the palace and commit regicide? Did We force you to abdicate and seize the throne? Did We force you to be so ambitious? "

Of course not!

"When Jing Hua tried to kill us, it was you who led the army to rescue us. We thought you would be a good emperor in the future, and We wholeheartedly wanted to bestow the title of Crown Prince to you. We even agreed to let you marry the Ji family's daughter as your Princess Consort, thinking that you would be at ease once you obtained the Ji family's military power. Who would have thought that We would indulge you and use it as a weapon to seize the throne? You would rather plot against me than wait! When I return, the Great Lin will belong to you sooner or later! But you were too impatient and exposed your ambitions, even joining forces with the Ji family to rebel against us. Let me ask you, when have We ever wronged you? You are our son, not our enemy. "

You are our son, not our enemy.

Son?

Jing Yi sneered and raised his head to meet the emperor's gaze. "If Imperial Father really thought of me as your son, he wouldn't be so guarded against me."

"You still don't repent?"

"This son has no regrets."

What a good 'no regrets'!

If Qi Zhen Emperor still had a trace of pity for Jing Yi, it was completely obliterated at this moment. He walked around the dragon table in front of him and walked down the three flights of stairs. Step by step, he walked towards Jing Yi. His dry eyes gradually became moist and his lips trembled.

When he reached Jing Yi, he lowered his head to look at him and enunciated each word clearly, "We have four sons. One is dead, one is ill, one does not fight, and one is full of ambition. It is said that a dragon will give birth to a dragon's son and a tiger will give birth to a leopard's cub. But the four of you are different. We often say that Jing Rong is like me before I ascended the throne, without ambition and not suitable to be an emperor. You are like me after I ascended the throne, born with the heart and bones of a dragon and will definitely be a talent to rule the country in the future. But we were wrong, very wrong. Your heart is the ambition of a dictatorship, but your bones are the pride of killing everyone in the world."

His voice was trembling.

Jing Yi's eyes were still filled with unwillingness.

As he said, no regrets!

Seeing his son's unrepentant appearance even at death's door, he sighed and said, "We will not kill you."

Hmm?

Don't kill?

Jing Yi was shocked!

Qi Zhen Emperor waved his sleeves and turned to look at the plaque engraved with the words "About to Die" on the dragon table.

After a long time …

"Men!"

The guard entered.

"From today onwards, Prince Jing Yi is stripped of his status and demoted to a commoner. He will forever be imprisoned in the Imperial Prison."

It was equivalent to a life sentence.

The guard obeyed and immediately helped Jing Yi up from the ground.

Jing Yi looked at his Imperial Father's weathered back and smiled bitterly. "No matter how ambitious this son is, I cannot compare to Imperial Father in the slightest."

There was a hidden meaning in his words!

The reason why Qi Zhen Emperor was able to ascend to the throne was because the Imperial Duke had abdicated his position. As a result, many of the Imperial Duke's henchmen in the imperial court were dissatisfied with his decision. Thus, Qi Zhen accused them of crimes and eliminated them one by one. Jing Yi could not compete with Qi Zhen's ambition.

Jing Yi was escorted out of the hall. The officials and Jing Rong were still waiting outside.

He glanced at Jing Rong and smiled. "You saw it. Imperial Father could not bear to kill me. As long as I live, I will fight you to the end."

Jing Rong was speechless.

"I have to remind you that as long as the Imperial Throne remains, the wind in the palace … will never stop."

He laughed heartily.

Then, he was escorted away by the guards.

Jing Rong listened to his words. Although he appeared unaffected on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.

A short while later, Zhang Quan came out. "His Majesty has ordered for Prince Rong, General Kong, and Lord Kong to enter the hall."

General Kong referred to Kong Qu, who had rushed over from the northwest.

Lord Kong referred to Kong Shengyi, who had left the capital long ago to raise his army in Hanzhou.

The three of them accepted the order and entered.

"Greetings to Imperial Father/Emperor."

Kong Qu and Kong Shengyi were uncle and nephew.

Both of them had a strong will in their bones.

This was especially so for Kong Qu. His skin was dark and his body was tall and sturdy. Because he had lived in the northwest for many years, he naturally had a strong will, like a leopard that couldn't be restrained.

The uncle and nephew duo led their troops from the northwest and Hanzhou to the capital. Fortunately, they arrived just in time to catch Ji Li, who was preparing to besiege the capital at five o 'clock in the morning. Although the troops of both sides were equal, Kong Qu's troops had stayed in the northwest for many years. Whether it was temperament, courage, or physical strength, they were superior to the troops stationed in the capital. As a result, they quickly captured the rebellious Ji Li, preventing a bloody siege of the capital.

When Empress Kong passed away, the officials of the Kong family had long left the capital. Qi Zhen Emperor had not paid attention to them for many years. He did not expect that the people who saved him this time would be the unremarkable Kong family.

Qi Zhen Emperor looked at the two Kong family members. "This time, you have brought troops here and performed a meritorious deed. We will reward you handsomely."

"Eliminating rebellious officials and saving His Majesty is the duty of the Kong family." After a pause, Kong Shengyi continued, "Moreover, this time, it was Prince Rong who calculated the situation and was worried that Prince Yi would change his mind. Thus, he sent the letter to us in advance, allowing us to successfully rescue His Majesty."

He gave all the credit to Jing Rong.

Qi Zhen Emperor nodded and looked at his docile son. "Indeed, Jing Rong, your contribution cannot go unnoticed."

But Jing Rong's expression was calm. He bowed. "This son does not dare to take credit alone. If not for General Kong and Lord Kong, this son would have been powerless."

"In any case, there will be rewards." Qi Zhen Emperor said, "And that Miss Ji. If not for her, Our signature and seal would have been in danger. Unfortunately, she …"

He sighed.

He did not continue.

Jing Rong hung his head, a trace of sadness flashing through his eyes.

Was Ji Yunshu alive or dead?

No one seemed to know.

… …

Two hours later, Tongren Hall.

Recently, a lot of leaves had fallen in the courtyard. When the wind blew, many of them were blown into the hall.

The Minister of Personnel, Peng Yuanhai, brought the Emperor's decree to Jing Xian.

Jing Xian seemed to have recovered a lot. He stood in front of the huge bookshelf with a hand stove in his hands.

He took down a book from the shelf.

He flipped through it.

His lips curved. "I didn't expect Imperial Father to be unable to bear it."

Peng Yuanhai said, "Although Prince Yi's life was spared, Prince Yi will forever be imprisoned in the imperial prison. He is now a cripple."

"A cripple!" Jing Xian laughed. "He thinks that as long as he lives, he will have a chance to turn the tables? He must be dreaming. "

Eh?

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

He closed the book in his hands. His eyes darkened. "A tiger's child must be a tiger. Even if he has no teeth, he still has a pair of sharp claws."

The more Peng Yuanhai listened, the more confused he became.

Jing Xian walked to the side of the stove. He opened his hand stove and poured the burning charcoal into the large stove.

Sparks flew in an instant.

"Does Lord Peng think that … Jing Rong will let him go?"

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