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When Bai Yu woke up one day, she learned that she had finally arrived outside Chang'an City.

Wipe off the saliva from the corners of his mouth, turn over and continue to sleep. He hasn't entered the city yet. Wait until he enters the city. The devil knows if it will take three or four days to enter Chang'an. As for saying that he can't get in, it is impossible. There is no shadow of big bosses such as Yuan Shengun and Li Xiangyan behind the incident. If Momen doesn't want to suffer heavy losses, it is the best choice to escape.

Maybe God sensed Li Chongjun's sadness and rained down, the cool rain drenched Li Chongjun's anger and extinguished his dreams...

Within two days, the soldiers guarding the city opened the city gate, put down their weapons and surrendered.

The surrender of these defenders saved the ancient city from being destroyed by the war, and also saved the lives of his family. Li Chongjun rode a tall horse and passed among the kneeling soldiers on both sides of the street. Li Chongjun, the emperor, was able to go this far, which is considered unprecedented.

The raindrops fell on the awnings of the shops on both sides of the street with a bang, and the sound of horseshoes stepping on the stone pavement was crisp.

Behind the emperor on a tall horse are carriages. The veterans who were driven out or fled before returned to Chang'an again, as if to prove their wisdom to those who stayed here. The long motorcade entered Zhuque Street, and the drizzle Only the sound of wheels and horseshoes could be heard below.

People in the houses on both sides of the road peeked out their eyes, worried that the rioting soldiers would cause disaster, but fortunately, this scene did not happen.

One of the nine carriages covered by curtains attracted many people's attention. The nine white horse-drawn carriages, the exquisite and gorgeous carriage covered with gold leaf, the expensive silk curtains, and the looming figure in the carriage, everything is so mysterious .

Bai Yu has only one feeling about Chang'an at present, which is depression.

When I first came to Chang’an a long time ago, the streets were bustling and the people strolled leisurely, talking and laughing, worthy of the title of the world’s first ancient capital. Now, the streets are so quiet that horses can gallop.

Express emotion in the face of this situation.

"No wonder you surrender without even bothering to shoot an arrow. You are not qualified to be a tyrant."

Along the way, I kept seeing troops laying down their weapons and surrendering, and even the Royal Forest Army began to surrender as a system. I am afraid that these will be written into the history books for future generations to ridicule.

The team continued to move forward, and the majestic palace of Daming Palace could be seen from a distance.

There was no resistance, only the palace guards kneeling on both sides, officials big and small, and the few elders of the family in Chang'an City.

Li Chongqian rode his horse and walked past these people without saying a word.

Bai Yu felt that it wasn't that Li Chongqian was so ruthless and high-class, but that he was probably already tense and nervous and didn't know what to do, so he could only put on a cold face to maintain his image.

Go all the way to the outside of Daming Palace.

Many troops and carriages stopped in the square, and Li Chongqian and more than a hundred people rode towards Daming Palace.

The heavy red-painted palace gate slowly opened in front of Li Chongqian, and a breeze mixed with the rotten smell of Daming Palace came from the gate hole.

The imperial guards had already surrendered and knelt down. The rain had soaked their clothes and dripped down their chins. No one dared to move. The palace gate was wide open and completely defenseless.

Walking into the gate of the palace gate, the city wall above his head covered the rain, and the dark gate made Li Chongqian a little nervous.

More nervous, fearful and crazier than him is the fourth brother of the emperor in the palace, Li Chongjun.

There are no maids and eunuchs in the hall, only a lunatic with disheveled hair and a sword wielding his sword. The screen made of expensive wood was smashed by a sword, the golden nanmu table was kicked to the ground, and the paintings of famous artists were all torn into pieces. Li Chongjun suddenly stared at the dragon chair, the chair he had longed for so much.

Now it seems that he is mocking himself, the short-lived emperor.

"I'll chop! Chop your broken chair! Go to hell!"

The sawdust of the chair that his ancestors sat on for hundreds of years was flying...

Li Chongqian, who arrived in front of the main hall where Li Chongjun lived without hindrance, saw a lunatic sitting on a broken dragon chair in a daze.

Water drops dripped from the eaves, and the ding-dong sound of the water droplets even echoed in the empty and quiet hall.

Many holes were cut in the window grille, and the chilly and damp wind blew into the hall, blowing Li Chongjun's hair in a mess. The sword fell to the side, and the wax oil was about to drip on the ground. In the palace, the strong stench reminded Li Chongjun of hiccups after drinking and eating meat.

Li Chongjun, who was wearing a dragon robe and disheveled, raised his head.

"You came?"

After finishing speaking, he remembered something, got up and bent over to search for something in the mess.

"Where is my crown? Where is it?"

I finally found my own crown, and I put it on the top of my head with great difficulty. Because my posture was wrong and no one helped me, my hair was entangled in it and I couldn’t pull it off. After working for a long time, I finally put it on the top of my head. After feeling satisfied, Shi Shiran walked back to the dragon chair and sat down. .

Li Chongjun and everyone behind him watched quietly, as if they were watching another farce. The disheveled hair and the crooked crown were funny, but a little pathetic.

"Why don't you kneel when you see me? Hurry up and kneel!"

No one moved, they still watched Li Chongjun go crazy.

"Fourth brother, it's over."

The word "end" was like a poisonous thorn deeply pierced into Li Chongjun's heart, and the unwillingness and anger suppressed in his heart exploded wildly, roaring hysterically.

"nonsense!"

"It's all you rebellious officials and thieves who want to seize my country! This world belongs to me!"

"None of you want to take it away!"

"Rebels! All are rebels!"

"I let someone kill you, why do you resist? Don't you know that the king's order cannot be violated!"

Li Chongqian didn't know if this fourth brother was really crazy or pretending to be crazy. The farce should be over, but he couldn't help but really killed him. He could kill his brother but Li Chongqian couldn't. Now There are only two brothers left, and if one more dies, it will be a lonely family.

"You go, I can make you a rich man and enjoy your old age."

Still soft-hearted after all.

Li Chongjun raised his head, with disbelief and understanding in his eyes. As for what it means to be a rich man and enjoy his old age, it is just a luxury. No one will let an emperor who is forced to abdicate continue to live, especially those aristocratic families who forced Li Chongjun to abdicate , abdication has only one ending, and that is death.

"Old Nine."

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't trust anyone, remember, it's everyone..."

Li Chongjun was paralyzed on the dragon chair and convulsed. In the palm of his hand, an exquisite ornate dagger was pierced obliquely from the waist to the second rib. His eyes were looking at the exquisite roof of the main hall. The crown shrugged aside, and a generation of emperors committed suicide on the Dragon Throne that they only had after struggling for a short life.

Everything ended quickly, Li Chongqian looked at the desolate corpse that was getting colder and wondered whether he should celebrate that he was about to become emperor, the cool wind blowing into the hall from the broken window made him feel cold all over.

Especially Li Chongjun's last words before his death echoed in his ears all the time.

Who can you trust? I am just a downcast son of the former emperor, the maids and eunuchs ran away, worrying about someone coming to assassinate me every day, and suddenly turned into a prince who is about to ascend the throne, and was manipulated all the way to this imperial city, why did the Li Tang royal family come to this imperial city? When was it so depressing?

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