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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 69"

weight="152246"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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Please, the emperor, help us...We really don't want to die, we don't want to starve to death..."

"Please... please..."

Amidst howling and crying all over, a loud voice suddenly broke out.

"What's the point of begging him!"

The young man who gnawed the bark staggered from the kneeling crowd. His whole body was wounded, the corners of his eyes were bruised, and there were blood stains around his mouth, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, his scorching eyes stared directly at Murong Xiu, with a deep hatred:

"What's the use for you to ask him!" The young man pointed at Murong Xiu with his hand and said angrily:

"If it weren't for his brutality, forcing General Yan to death, and losing the last barrier to Yan State, we wouldn't have fallen into the land we are now!"

"I'm so brave, I dared to openly slander the saint, come here, and slap him" Liu Quan shouted angrily as he was about to attack, but was stopped by Murong Xiu.

Murong Xiu looked at the boy quietly, his eyes filled with guilt and sadness, and smiled sadly.

"You're right. I shouldn't have used the banner of protecting him time and time again, making him bear an unbearable blood debt, and shouldn't force him time and time again, threatening him so that he won't go to ruin. It's my fault. It's all my fault."

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As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, I originally planned to end this chapter 100, but I did not expect to underestimate the budget. The number of words to abuse the little emperor exploded, and I didn’t finish writing in one breath.

= =. . . So, this is the first part of the finale, and the second part.

Ps: Generally, people who are about to starve to death do not have a yellowish face (yellowish muscle indicates that the degree of starvation is not serious), but a swollen body, which looks round and fat. Actually, they will die within a few days after pressing a hole. Therefore, it will be written that many people are hungry and swollen.

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"Everything nowadays, I take the blame for myself, but it's plainly burdening you."

Murong Xiu sighed lightly, as if talking to the young man, and as if muttering to himself:

"If he was alive in the sky, he would definitely not want to see Yan State become what it is now."

The young man had already lowered his heart, thinking that sooner or later he would starve to death, and it would be better to take a stab, but he never expected that Murong Xiu instead of killing him in anger, instead spoke to him in this tone. This was completely inconsistent with the image of the emperor he had heard in the streets and alleys. The boy opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Murong Xiu didn't intend to listen to this young man's answer. He only raised his head and looked up at the sky, looking up at the gray clouds and the gloomy sunlight behind them.

In his mind, there was already a plan.

"Go, get my seal."

"Bao...Bao Xi...?" The eunuch Liu Quan was taken aback, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Do you want to surrender if you take Baoxi at this time? !

The surrounding ministers were even more shocked, and fell to their knees.

"The emperor, never! It is a great shame to surrender, if you become a prince, you will be laughed at by future generations, and it will also disturb the souls of your ancestors!"

"The emperor, we have been defending the city for more than a month, wait a minute, maybe reinforcements will come?! Starvation is a small matter, but it is a big loss. Please think twice!"

Murong Xiu let out a long sigh and closed his eyes amid the hoarse remonstrance of the ministers.

hold on? Even if he can afford it, the people of Sheng'an City can't afford it. Reinforcements have been delayed, and 80% of them have been besieged by the rebels. If it goes down like this, Sheng'an will surely become a dead city full of corpses. Even if he was lucky enough to survive in the end, what dignity and face does he have when standing on top of his exhausted bones?

This emperor, he no longer deserves to be. He needs to pay the price for the wrong things he has done.

Murong Xiu slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at the sky above his head with nostalgia.

Brother Changqing, if you watch from the sky, will you approve of my approach?

Hope this time, I didn't make you sad and disappointed again.

Lead-black clouds are piled up over the city. The setting sun slowly tore some cracks under the heavy clouds, and then the blood-colored light projected down, like a blood-colored giant sword thrusting straight into the ground from the sky.

The wind stopped. Sheng'an City Gate, which had been closed for many days, finally opened slowly.

Two hundred Kirin guards came out, and they were divided into two sides. Murongxiu personally untied his golden crown of hair and hair, took off the emperor's diadem, and walked out of the city gate step by step with bare feet, wearing only a thin white mourning dress. Behind him, there are several long lines of people who are crushed in darkness. It is all the eunuchs, maidservants, concubines, ministers in the palace, and all the people in Sheng'an City.

Almost everyone bowed their heads and shrank their necks, or trembling, or quietly wiping tears. Murongxiu, who was walking in the front, had his back straight, holding a white jade panlong Baoxi and a thick stack of Sheng'an City household books with his arms high, stepping heavily on the ground every step of the way.

It's not a long way, but it's full of thorns and shame.

Murong Xiu's footsteps finally stopped in front of the rebel array. Tens of thousands of cold iron knights put down their swords and consciously let go of a narrow road, and two men in military armor walked out calmly. The one in front riding a high-headed horse, though over half a hundred years old, was tall and burly, with a pair of deep eyes especially fierce and shrewd, and he was not inferior to the manhoodthis man was the former Taishi, the leader of the rebel army, Pang Zheng.

The man behind the horse is tall and thin, with thin eyebrows and long beards. When he saw Murong Xiu descending barefoot with his hair, his expression of shock and pity immediately appeared, and he couldn't help sighing.

It's just that he looks at Murong Xiu's eyes with such a hypocritical manner, but he just wants to disgust.

"Sure enough, it's you." Murong Xiu sneered at Zhang Jian, but he knew it in his heart, without any surprise:

"No wonder you disappeared the day before the coup. It turned out that you went back to your master and became a dog."

Zhang Jian was glared at by Murong Xiu, but he didn't have the usual cautious fear, and smiled faintly:

"The emperor, I am afraid you are mistaken. I am a dog by your side? I have been in the court for decades, loyal and devoted, but how do you treat me? You just treat me as an obedient. Dog, all the trust and all the benefits, you gave to General Yan, and you refused to give anything to others. In order to save General Yan’s reputation, I rushed to Qixia Village not far away. But the result? I was planned by him for three roots. Ribs, almost choked to death. Not only are you not sympathetic, the emperor, you also scold me for the idea and derogate my official position!?"

The more Zhang Jian said, the more excited he became, and he put his hand under his ribs, and scolded:

"Murongxiu, Murongxiu, ask yourself whether Qixia Village or Ningcheng Siege is true. Although my proposal is true, if you don't allow it, why would you kill thousands of people innocently and make Yan Changqing hate? Exactly you!

These words of Zhang Jian hit the heart of Murong Xiu's heart. Murongxiu's face changed, his pale thin lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything.

"Master Zhang, why bother with this kid."

Taishi Pang rode on the horse and gave Murong Xiu a condescending look:

"Murongxiu, since you have been out of the city and have been surrendered, don't put on that set of emperor's airs anymore, but quickly hand over the treasure seal and set up the edict of the Zen position. The old man thinks that you are young and sensible, and he will be merciful and reward you." Just do it!"

As soon as the word fell, the rebels all around laughed mockingly. Murong Xiu forcibly endured the huge humiliation and ridicule, and clenched the Baoxi household book in his hand, saying:

"It's not difficult for me to meditate, as long as you promise me one condition."

"Oh, you are now embarrassed on all sides, what qualifications do you have to negotiate?!" Zhang Jian said coldly.

"I am qualified or not, it's not a dog's turn to decide." Murong Xiu sneered, then raised his head and said to Pang Taishi:

"The rebel Pang Zheng, you besieged the city for a few days without attacking, don't you just want to force me to cede the throne to you? But if I don't write down the edict on the throne yourself, even if you make the throne, you will not be righteous. Anyone who refuses to accept you has all right and dignified reasons to attack you for me. Can your throne sit securely?!"

"Well, you are a yellow-mouthed kid, and you dare to threaten, aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Jian said angrily.

"Fear of death? I've already escaped because of death, so why bother with the people of the whole city to stay here for a few days?"

Murong Xiu said coldly: "The eyes of tens of thousands of people in Sheng'an are watching. Although I have virtues and losses and are deeply responsible for the world, I am still the emperor of the true dragon. If you and other rebels dare to kill me, you will kill the king. You guys. Aren’t you afraid of being scolded by the world and stinking for thousands of years?!"

"You!" Zhang Jian was frustrated, and looked back at Taishi Pang like a plea for help.

Taishi Pang showed an unhappy expression on his face. He still underestimated the little emperor. It seems that the series of actions he took for the country and the people at the beginning of his ascension was not a flash of light, and this little emperor still had two tricks. Had it not been for him to be obsessed with love later, and to confuse his mind with General Yan, he would be a very suitable emperor.

Unfortunately……

"Never mind. How can the old man be that mean person. Murong Xiu, what conditions do you have, let's talk about it."

"I want you to assure you that after entering the city, you will immediately open a store of food to help the people. You are never allowed to take advantage of the fire, rob, rape, kill, and looting."

"What?" Grandmaster Pang looked at Murong Xiu in surprise. Couldn't this little emperor sacrifice the lives of thousands of people for one person? What's up with him?

Murong Xiu smiled faintly:

"As for me... I am ashamed of the world and have no face. After issuing the edict, I decided on my own. I only ask you not to hurt the people."

Taishi Pang and Zhang Jian looked at Murongxiu in surprise and suspiciousness, and pondered for a moment. Taishi Pang finally said, "No matter, I promised you-I will write the edict soon, so I can tell the world."

Two soldiers ran forward, committed crimes with their backs, and threw a piece of yellow silk. But Murong Xiu seemed to see something through, only smiled coldly, and refused to step forward.

"Murongxiu, what do you mean?" Taishi Pang said impatiently, "Turning back, not the emperor!"

"I'm afraid you will turn back."

Murong Xiu suddenly held up a thick stack of Sheng'an City household registration books, without any fear on his face, shouted to all the people in his loudest voice:

"How do the verbal promises count? There are 314,980 households in Sheng'an City. I want you, Pang Zheng, in front of them, to write a pledge on the white and black letters of this household book, and you will never hurt them alone. ! Otherwise, I immediately splattered three feet of blood on your sword and killed me, to see how your reputation of killing kings and usurping the throne above your head can sit firmly in this world!"

With a word, quiet for an instant. After a while, the people in the team realized Murongxiu's intentions, and they felt tears streaming down their faces.

Taishi Pang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Murong Xiu meaningfully.

He knew that Murong Xiu had already seen the mixed personnel of his army. Indeed, in order to gather a large number of troops in a short time and seize the imperial power as soon as possible, he not only secretly colluded with several local garrisons, but also privately contacted Bei Rong's army.

The price he paid was also high-in addition to cede the land and promised officials, he also agreed to an extremely cruel request-he acquiesced to the fact that these tiger and wolf teachers who have coveted Sheng'an City for a long time can indulge in Sheng'an City. There are no taboos for three days of enjoyment, burning, killing, rape and plunder.

He thought that he had agreed to Murongxiu's request indiscriminately, but there was no basis for it in the future. Even if Sheng'an City was slaughtered, the black pot could find a way to buckle these Beirong people. But now Murong Xiu is talking about his throat, forcing him to stand up writing in front of tens of thousands of people, how should he go back in the future? If something went wrong in Sheng'an City, it would be counted on him, and Lai couldn't help it.

Damn it!

Taishi Pang whispered secretly, and quickly weighed it several times in his heart. The determination is to put the overall situation first, and then think of other ways to reward the army. He then made a disapproving smile:

"Okay, I'll just write it down." After taking the pen, he quickly wrote the guarantee after entering the city on the side of the thick pile of household records, and put it on the red mud that Murong Xiu took out. Dip and press a bright red handprint.

Murong Xiu watched it quietly from the side, only then did he feel that his heart was finally settled. He raised his head and laughed a few times, his loose long hair and clothes flying high against the wind and light, like thousands of black feathers and white feathers flying in the snow. The laughter stopped, and he raised his head again, with clear tears on his cheeks.

Murong Dynasty 384 years, finally ruined in his hands. He was ashamed of the world, ashamed of the ancestors, ashamed of the mother who was forced to die for his throne, and ashamed of the brother Changqing who had been loyal to him, protected him, and respected him.

Murong Xiu's fingers trembled violently, and he slowly lifted the pen, using blood as ink, and solemnly wrote the abdication edict. After he finished writing, he never looked at anyone's expressions, only silently took out the dagger he had prepared, and aimed it at his own heart.

Brother, I will go to Huangquan Road to make amends for you.

The cold light suddenly appeared, and it pierced his chest.

"Chang!"

A crisp sound of iron strikes knocked off the dagger in Murong Xiu's hand. Murong Xiu was caught off guard and staggered, only to see a long arrow pierced in the snow beside him.

It was this long arrow that hit the tip of his knife.

who is it? !

Zhang Jian was shocked when he saw this, and was about to find the direction of the arrow, but just took a step, the sound of breaking through the air came towards him, he heard a "shoo", Zhang Jian opened his eyes wide, and he didn't have time to hum. He fell to the ground on his back, struggling with blood on his face, and finally stopped moving.

His throat was shot through from front to back by a sharp arrow shot from nowhere.

Murong Xiu raised his head dumbfounded and looked into the distance. For a moment, he thought he was wrong. Because on the distant hillside, from west to east, a large black tide burst out like a flood, all cavalry wearing profound armor and holding sharp blades. Thousands of horses hissed, gold and iron horses, smoke and dust billowed, and tens of thousands of cavalry descended on their horses. The black armors formed into a black whirlwind, with an unstoppable momentum, and swooped down from the hillside with the roar of the mountain and the tsunami. .

"kill!!!!!"

The dark-green and gold-inlaid Yanjun banner fluttered in the wind, and the cavalry took advantage of the night, like countless bloodthirsty beasts, and did not hesitate to pounce on the unprepared rebels. The screams suddenly sounded, and the flesh and blood collided, and the screams shook the black crows, blood penetrated the armor, and evolved into a bloody turbulent sea. In front of the unstoppable Black Cavalry, the temporarily formed army under Pang Tai Division began to rout.

This is...Xuanjia Army? !

Taishi Pang's face suddenly changed, he couldn't help but tightened the rein, and his heart sank.

No, it's impossible! The Xuanjia Army, also known as the Yan Family Army, has always been led by Yan Changqing. But he saw it when he opened the coffin with his own eyes, and Yan Changqing did suffocate to death by himself!

...However, all three generations of the Yan family died in battle, leaving only the old, the weak, the sick Confucian. Yan Changqing died. Is there any general in the world who can order this army that has been cultivated by the Yan family for several generations?

There was an inexplicable chill in Taishi Pang's heart. Regardless of whether the opponent is the Xuanjia Army or not, his army is definitely not the opponent of this batch of well-trained black knights. The situation was unfavorable, and he had no time to make plans. He just wanted to quickly take the imperial seal from the fallen Zhang Jian and seize the throne.

But who would have thought, just as Pang Tai's teacher immediately bent over and stretched out his hand, and when his fingertips were about to touch the imperial edict, another silver light whizzed out, wrapped in the wind, and a long arrow shot through fiercely and accurately. The back of his hand!

what! ! ! !

Taishi Pang screamed and fell off the horse. The guards around him were taken aback and drew their knives to protect each other. However, the black knights were already in front of them. Well-prepared, simple and neat. Although the guards were also elites selected by Taishi Pang, they were panicked when Taishi Pang was shot off the horse. They were surrounded by surprise attacks again. They were even less confident and struggled to resist.

The screams in his ears sounded again and again, Taishi Pang was angry and startled, but he