"But Jing Li, we gave you countless chances. We even chose to turn a blind eye to your relationship with Consort Zhao. We even locked Consort Zhao in the Cold Palace to hide this scandal and protect your reputation. I thought that you would be content with your lot, but who would have thought that you would harbor a grudge and never let it go?
You wanted me to die, but I couldn't bear to do so. I didn't want you to die and be accused of treason, so I ordered the burning of the Imperial Duke's residence to hide your rebellion from the world. "
Qi Zhen Emperor had painstakingly concealed a scandal for twenty-one years and a rebellion for fifteen years!
But all he got in return was a cold sneer from the Imperial Duke.
"Imperial Brother, oh Imperial Brother, even now that things have come to this, you still dare to say such righteous words. In the end, you still destroyed my family for the sake of the throne."
"If we wanted to kill you, we would have done so twenty-one years ago when Consort Zhao died." "Bullshit!" The Imperial Duke reprimanded, "You know what you're thinking in your heart, there's no need for me to say it out loud. Do you know that I could have killed you last night, but I didn't want to? I wanted to see your sons kill each other, and I wanted to see your sons kill you with their own hands! But … "
… "He looked at Jing Xian." But you couldn't bear to do it and couldn't do it. What a coward! "
Coward!
Jing Xian, who knew the truth, was like a balloon that had been popped. He no longer had any imposing manner. He laughed bitterly, tears rolling down his cheeks, "I had my doubts. Why did you capture Wei Yi? As he thought about it, he felt uneasy. Before I came here, I ordered people to open up your Third Madam's tomb, but … there was nothing inside. This proves that my guess was correct. Wei Yi
Wei Yi is the little heir you sent away that year. But last night, I still chose to believe you. I believed that Imperial Uncle sincerely wanted to help me, but … you even wanted to kill me! "
He regretted his past actions and was in so much pain that he wished he was dead! The Imperial Duke laughed heartily, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart. "Even your deaths won't be enough to appease the hatred in my heart. I'm going to chop your corpses into minced meat and watch as those jackals and wolves eat you up bit by bit! Now that all of you are here, that's perfect.
This Ji Mountain … should be stained with blood. After today, no one will know what happened here. The throne of the Great Lin is mine. It belongs to me, Xi 'er. "
Huh?
Those ministers who were afraid of death looked at each other and instinctively shrank into a ball!
The Imperial Duke took out a signal flare and said to Qi Zhen Emperor, "Imperial Brother, you've occupied my things for more than twenty years. It's time to return them."
After saying that, he smiled sinisterly and pulled one end of the signal flare down.
"Xiu!"
A beam of blue light shot into the sky with white smoke.
Originally, when the signal was released, the people at the foot of the mountain would also release one in response.
But —
All was silent at the foot of the mountain!
Even the birds in the forest were not alarmed.
The Imperial Duke looked nervous. This was the most important chess piece in his hands, and he couldn't afford to let anything go wrong.
"How could this be?"
Panic!
Jing Rong told him, "Your army of a hundred thousand has retreated from Ji Mountain."
"What did you say? Impossible! Without my order, they can't retreat. "
"But don't forget, when you sent Wei Yi away, you left him a tiger seal that can mobilize your army of a hundred thousand."
"Ah!" His face paled.
Jing Rong pressed on, "You're a cornered beast now. There's no need to struggle."
The Imperial Duke was still unwilling to accept the truth. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jing Rong, you should be on my side. We'll avenge your Imperial Mother and kill this dog of a Emperor. Why are you still working for him? How can your Imperial Mother rest in peace in the underworld? "
Sowing discord!
But —
Jing Rong only said one sentence, "Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to balance."
"Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to balance!" The Imperial Duke's eyes narrowed. "Fine, even if I die today, I'll take this gamble."
He ordered, "Kill them!"
The monks behind him took out their weapons from the large chests they had brought with them and began fighting with Jing Rong's men. At the same time, the Imperial Duke quickly captured an imperial guard and snatched his sword from him. He thrust it at Qi Zhen Emperor. Fortunately, Jing Rong was in front of him and was able to deflect the sword.
He ordered Shi Ziran, "Protect His Majesty and Yunshu."
Shi Ziran accepted the order and slowly retreated while protecting Ji Yunshu and Qi Zhen Emperor. Although Lin Shu and Shang Zhuo were civil officials and didn't have the strength to truss a chicken, they had a sense of fearless loyalty. Together with the ministers, they protected the Emperor and Ji Yunshu in the middle and retreated.
The Imperial Duke and Jing Rong fought to the death. No one expected the Imperial Duke's martial arts to be as good as Jing Rong's. Neither of them gained the upper hand.
The mausoleum turned into a 'slaughterhouse'. In an instant, the dead and injured were all dead.
The monks were strangled one by one and their blood flowed like a river. The smell of blood mixed with the scent of incense and candles was disgusting. The hatred in the Imperial Duke's heart erupted like a volcano when he saw all his men killed. He used all his strength to strike at Jing Rong, forcing Jing Rong to retreat. The Imperial Duke was about to stab Jing Rong with his sword, but he suddenly changed direction and stabbed at Qi Zhen Emperor, who was protected by the imperial guards. He was fast and powerful.
The imperial guards and Shi Ziran didn't even have time to block his sword before the sharp sword was already aimed at Qi Zhen Emperor's chest.
In a flash, the Imperial Duke suddenly stopped at the last critical moment.
He froze in place!
He frowned and looked down at his chest. A sharp sword had pierced through his chest from his back. The blade was still stained with fresh blood.
The person holding the sword was Jing Rong.
The Imperial Duke's face was contorted in pain. His neck was swollen and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Blood flowed from his body and dripped onto the ground, dyeing the white snow red.
It was extremely eye-catching! The moment the sword was pulled out of the Imperial Duke's body, he spread open his fingers and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He stared at Qi Zhen Emperor with wide eyes, then slowly lowered his body and knelt on the ground. The moment his knees touched the ground, his eyes shone with a never-before-seen expression. … … … …
Despair.
Because he had lost. He had lost completely.
Qi Zhen Emperor stared in shock at the Imperial Duke kneeling in front of him, covered in blood. He was stunned for a long time and couldn't believe his eyes. He called out, "Jing Li …"
The Imperial Duke's mouth was covered in blood as he said, "You win."
"We … never thought of winning against you."
"But only by winning can we make others … lose."
"Jing Li."
The Imperial Duke raised his head and looked at the falling snowflakes. He allowed them to fall on his body, face, and shoulders … The snowflakes seemed to melt into his eyes, turning into tears as they flowed out. The corners of his mouth curled into a bitter and self-deprecating smile...
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