Abandoned wives have a happy gold medal peasant daughter-in-law

Chapter 337 The Ending (2)
in the afternoon.

Envoys from various countries began to enter the Chu Palace one after another, and the sedan chairs of the officials and their families gradually entered through the Beihua Gate of the Chu Palace.

"Brother Yuan...a lot of people. Xi'er..." Zhao Xi'er was scared and wanted to hide behind Zhou Zhiyuan, but because of Zhou Zhiyuan's obviously displeased eyes, she finally swallowed the word "fear".

"Brother Yuan is here, Xi'er doesn't have to be afraid." Zhou Zhiyuan saw Zhao Xi'er silence, knowing that his impatience just now scared her.He hurriedly exited to comfort him.

"Well, Xi'er understands." Zhao Xi'er nodded obediently with tears in her eyes.

Although Zhou Zhiyuan saw the tears in Zhao Xier's eyes, his heart ached.But when he thought of the big event he was going to accomplish today, he suppressed and wanted to speak words to comfort her.Holding Zhao Xi'er's hand, she continued walking on the avenue in the palace.

Hey... Although he hated that Zhao Xi'er before, but to be honest.If it was the Zhao Xi'er from before, not only would she not be holding him back today, she would need him to take care of her, but she would also be able to share his worries.

If things come true today, can she be worthy of Dongchu's successor?Can mother the world?
She is the only daughter of King Yan, and he helped King Yan take it back.Naturally, I can't give it to King Yan respectfully. If I save King Yan today, I will keep him for three days at most, so that Xi'er can get along with him well.Three days later, he must take the life of King Yan and ascend the throne as emperor himself.Jieshi... Although because of Xi'er's status, he may have to make her queen, but Feng Yin, he still has to find a stronger woman to take over.

who?Who is more suitable?
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiyuan frowned, that's all... I can't think clearly for a while, so I don't want to think about it for now.Just clean up what's in front of you first.

Gann Temple.

On the main seat is the emperor of Dongchu, who is in his 50s and is dressed in bright yellow. Next to him is the empress Ren, who is in her 40s and wears a phoenix robe.

After the two sides are opened, from front to back are the seats of the emperor's relatives, followed by envoys from other countries, and then arranged one by one according to the rank of officials.

The hall was surrounded by singing and dancing, and Zhou Zhiyuan, who was sitting on his seat, looked at Zhao Xier beside him with a smile on his face.

"Xi'er, come... eat a grape." Zhou Zhiyuan handed the grape he had peeled to Zhao Xi'er who was sitting beside him with his slender fingers.

"Uh... um, thank you!" Zhao Xi'er hurriedly opened her mouth to hold it, red clouds spreading across her face.

"General Yingwu is really devoted to his wife." Official A said with admiration.

"That's right, the wife of the Great General Yingwu has a beautiful country, so naturally the General is infatuated with her." Another official also continued to flatter her.

It is said that the current emperor values ​​this heroic general who was born in a grassroots family very much.What's more, the current situation is unstable, although war may break out from time to time.

Hearing the officials' flattery, Zhou Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and saw that Zhao Xi'er had been shyly refusing to look up.Satisfied, he raised his eyes to look at the black figures, one big and one small, on the seat of the ambassador from another country not far ahead.The smile on the corner of his mouth is even more proud.

It's really different today, when he was in Beiyan before, his Xi'er was still by his side.The two of them were very affectionate.

But now, his Xi'er was sitting beside him, who was about to become his wife.

Ling Qianjue, who was dressed in black and looked resentful, saw Zhou Zhiyuan's complacent expression.Unable to bear it, he looked at the petite figure beside him, who bowed his head and said nothing.Pain flashed in his eyes, he reached out to pick up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and drank it down.

Be patient for a while, be patient for a while.They endured it for so many days, and if they endure it tonight, their family will be happy.

And Zhao Xi'er, who was sitting beside Zhou Zhiyuan with her head bowed, forced herself not to raise her head... not to look at the two black figures not far away.

She knows that even though she looks alike these days, if she sees the two figures she cares about most, she will definitely show... flaws.

Seeing Ling Qianjue in pain, Zhou Zhiyuan was in a good mood.But when he saw Ling Qianjue sitting quietly beside him, looking at Zhao Xier's little doll beside him with tears in his eyes.His face became serious, he stretched out his hand to beckon Sui Cong behind him, and whispered a few instructions in his ear.

The following banquet was the same as usual, all the officials coaxed the high-ranking emperor, who was dressed in bright yellow, into a red glow.

But everything changed very quickly, and suddenly a group of dressed soldiers rushed in.

"Bold... are you trying to rebel?" Chu Huang's half-smiled face suddenly froze there, looking angrily at the soldiers who rushed in with swords.

"Where is General Yingwu? Zhou Zhiyuan..." Emperor Chu originally intended to ask Zhou Zhiyuan to save his life, but after uttering the words, he looked at Zhou Zhiyuan angrily with hindsight.Now Chu Jing's generals are all his subordinates, so whoever comes in now?
"The minister is here." Zhou Zhiyuan stood up slowly with a smile on his lips.Glancing in satisfaction, those officials all had swords on their necks.

"I treat you...why are you?" Chu Huang looked at him, he was still a popular man in his eyes just now, a loyal general.He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he was really relieved of the general who was born in the countryside before him.He thought that as a farmer, if he could become a general who commanded him for three years, he would definitely be grateful and repay him, but he forgot that people's hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant.

"The emperor treats his ministers well, but the ministers are loyal to Eastern Chu, not the emperor." Zhou Zhiyuan's face was upright.

"Being loyal to Eastern Chu, is that how loyal you are?" A veteran official of the Three Dynasties asked with obvious disdain when he heard Zhou Zhiyuan's words.

"Kill." Zhou Zhiyuan spat out a single word coldly, and the soldier standing behind the old minister raised his knife and dropped it, a stream of blood spurted out, and after a head fell to the ground, it rolled like a watermelon.

"what……"

"Help me..."

"Woooo..."

All the officials were calm, but most of the female relatives began to cry.

"Dare to ask the emperor, is your throne left to you by the previous emperor?" Zhou Zhiyuan said, looking at Emperor Chu with a sneer.

"You... are bold, my throne is of course passed down by the previous emperor."

"Come here, please King Yan, Princess Yan." Zhou Zhiyuan asked loudly after Emperor Chu finished speaking.

In fact, all of today's events were originally planned by Ren Sanshao in advance, but Zhou Zhiyuan didn't spend much thought on it.

"Yan Wang? Which Yan Wang?"

"Could it be?"

"But, wasn't King Yan 20 years ago?"

A few people from the hundred officials discussed softly, and looked towards the gate of the palace with doubts in their eyes.

Temple door.

Eight guards came with two carriages, and there were people sitting on top of them.

Gradually approaching, another attendant came forward and personally supported the two people who were seated with injuries and blood all over their bodies.

(End of this chapter)