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Chapter 546 Brother, Brother (asking for monthly ticket)
Things are changing too rapidly.

Earlier, during the banquet, Jiang Yuan was forcing Jiang Gao step by step, wanting to use such a powerful force to force Jiang Gao to drink poison and commit suicide. However, Jiang Yuan had been so high-spirited in recent years that no one dared to disobey him. This was Jiang Gao's usual character.

All of these things combined together made Jiang Yuan overlook a possibility.

Ignored Jiang Gao's choice of sudden attack.

The wine in the cup spilled onto the ground. The originally clear wine dispersed in an instant, evaporating with a pungent smell. The people around felt their bones and muscles go weak and they couldn't stand just by smelling the smell.

Jiang Gao saw the place where the wine was spilled out of the corner of his eye.

There was a blanket woven with extremely luxurious means, which was said to be impervious to water and inflammable to fire. However, within a very short period of time, it gradually became as crystal clear as wood, stone, and glass.

It's poisonous!
Jiang Gao snatched the weapon from the guard. The sword was three feet and three inches long and was made of top-grade iron. It was a very handy and good weapon, but he had to confront the person in front of him with just such a weapon.

Even Jiang Gao couldn't help but feel helpless.

What to do, what to do? !
He Ruoqinhu had already grasped his weapon and stood in front of Jiang Yuan. Swords and knives were whistling all around him, and the guards and royal guards had already formed their battle lines. He Ruoqinhu's action was almost instinctive, and he felt helpless in his heart.

Just looking at Jiang Gao, who was holding a sword and confronting these soldiers in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. In a trance, he seemed to see Jiang Wanxiang of the past, just as young, with the same eyebrows and a burning fire in his eyes.

But Jiang Wanxiang back then was full of ambition and ambition.

But now Jiang Gao was filled with burning anger.

Troubled times bring about great changes.

Even Jiang Gao, who is as gentle and mellow as a benevolent king.

Has it finally transformed under such circumstances?

Unfortunately, it's too late.

It's too late, Your Highness...

If you had such courage earlier, who else could compete with you for the world and the throne of Great Ying? All the civil and military officials of the entire Ying State would recognize you as the successor of the next generation.

However, if it weren’t for this great cause that happened in the past four years.

Will you have such a change?
Jiang Yuan was startled at first, then stepped back in horror. However, when he found that the world's most powerful general, the Ninth Heaven General He Ruo was catching the tiger in front of him and the guards around him were also lined up, he finally calmed down. Holding the wine in one hand, he pointed at Jiang Gao and laughed out loud.

I laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

It’s extremely refreshing, extremely enjoyable, and extremely free and easy.

"Hahahaha, I knew it, I knew it!"

"I knew you were this kind of person. You finally showed your true colors, didn't you? Jiang Gao, a gentleman? Hahaha."

"You're nothing but a hypocrite!!"

Jiang Yuan's laughter gradually faded. He stared at his elder brother with hatred in his eyes and said:

"Left and right! Capture this traitor who is treacherous to the emperor!"

He Ruoqinhu sighed and held his weapon. Jiang Gao was not afraid. Although he knew that he would not be able to escape this today, he was still as fierce as a tiger and a dragon. A real man could die but could not be humiliated.

But there is still regret and unwillingness in my heart.

Angry at myself for not waking up earlier.

The close ministers who were loyal to Jiang Yuan rushed towards Jiang Gao, but they did not dare to draw their swords. Jiang Gao's martial arts skills were not bad. He held a sharp blade in his hand and had the killing intention. He just dodged and suddenly pierced the heart of the minister who persuaded Jiang Yuan to have fun with his sword.

The sharp sword tore through the flesh and heart, and blood continued to flow down.

The bravery in Jiang Gao's brows became heavier and heavier.

The ministers around smelled the blood and shrank back, not daring to move forward. He Ruoqinhu held his weapon but did not take action. The bloody smell not only made the ministers retreat, but also irritated Jiang Yuan.

His eyebrows raised, his eyes widened, and he said, "Go ahead."

"on!"

"Kill him, and I will reward you. I will make you a marquis of ten thousand households, a marquis of ten thousand households!"

"Kill, kill him!"

The smell of blood will only invigorate the beasts and make the weak go crazy.

Jiang Gao stretched out his hand, pressed on the traitor's head, and pushed his body to the ground. He stood there with his body straight, raised his hand, held the sword at an angle, the tip of the sword against the ground, and blood dripped down.

Jiang Gao stood tall, like a green pine, dressed in the official clothes of a prince, yet he had an indescribable air of wealth and nobility. There were royal guards around him holding spears, pointing them straight ahead, but for the moment, they did not dare to move forward.

Jiang Gao held the sword and walked forward slowly.

The ministers and guards in front actually retreated subconsciously.

Even when they gathered in front of Jiang Yuan, who was wearing the imperial robe, it was still the same. For a moment, they didn't know who the real king was.

The long sword was against the ground, but the person holding the sword felt his heart aching.

The sword edge reflected the panicked eyes of the man in the bright yellow dragon robe in front of him. Jiang Gao walked forward step by step, but there was a blank in his mind. All kinds of things in the past surged up in his mind at this moment.

"Brother, brother, wuwuwuwu..."

When Jiang Yuan was five years old, he sat on a tree, looking at the ground and crying.

At that time, the Queen Mother was in poor health, and Jiang Wanxiang's temperament was no longer as majestic and powerful as it was later. Instead, he became panicked because he was about to lose the love of his life, and there was a hint of unwillingness and fear in his panic.

He has occupied the world and his spirit is so heroic that he is far superior to the Emperor of the Chen State who only knew how to pray to gods and Buddhas at the same time. Unifying the world does not seem to be a distant dream.

However, this emperor, who was born out of wedlock and has now attained such great power, cannot defy the law of life and death, and cannot stop the life of his beloved from slowly fading away.

Such a heart-wrenching thing.

Jiang Wanxiang naturally did not have the energy or time to take care of a child's most delicate thoughts at this moment. Jiang Yuan went out to play alone in a huff. When he was flying a kite, the kite got entangled in a tree. He was arrogant and tried to get it without caring, but ended up trapping himself.

Others came to rescue him, but he refused to let go.

Just calling him brother.

At that time, Jiang Gao had already started studying. He was a good and serious child who worked hard every day, just hoping to worry his parents less. However, such a diligent and attentive child still rushed over when he heard about his younger brother.

'Don't be afraid, this tree is not very tall.'

'Yuan'er, just jump down.'

When a young child lowers his head, it may not be a very tall tree, but for a young child, a tree that is more than ten times taller than himself is indeed a huge monster.

He refused to go down no matter what.

Not only did he not go down, but he cried even louder.

I don’t know if it’s because of fear or because of children’s nature.

They don’t understand why adults suddenly stop paying attention to them for a period of time. They just hope that they can do something big and then attract their parents’ attention again.

The young prince at that time stretched out his arms and smiled gently: "Don't worry, Ayuan, just jump down, and I will catch you."

After being persuaded many times, Jiang Yuan finally seemed to have made up his mind and jumped down. In fact, the young prince was ready at that time, but it was a pity that the five-year-old child could not control his body well.

He picked the wrong one.

The young prince panicked, stumbled, and hugged his brother.

But his martial arts skills were not very good at that time, and he did not take a steady step, so the two brothers fell down together. The child saw his elder brother's head hitting the ground, and there seemed to be a cut, with blood flowing down, and he panicked.

The young prince lay there holding his little brother, smiling gently:

"It's ok."

"It's ok."

He touched his brother's head and said, "I will always be here with you. No matter what happens, I will protect you. We are truly of the same blood."

The young prince already understood the matters of life and death and his mother. He said softly:

"I will protect you."

The wind in my youth was gentle and the sun was warm, but the five-year-old child’s body movements were not good, and he stumbled and looked very awkward when he jumped down, just like now.

Jiang Yuan stumbled back.

It seemed as if he stepped on air and stepped back, but his martial arts skills were good enough, good enough to allow him to steady himself instantly. Unlike the five-year-old child back then, he stared at Jiang Gao in front of him.

Jiang Gao raised his sword, and the royal guards in front moved forward.

Jiang Gao just walked forward as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, raising his sword to block. He forced Jiang Yuan to retreat step by step. Jiang Yuan looked ugly, and suddenly he didn't know what he did. The sword behind him whistled, and two afterimages flew out.

He is a master of martial arts.

They were the people Jiang Yuan had bribed and recruited over the years. They rushed towards Jiang Gao to kill him. Jiang Gao was not afraid at all. Even though he knew he was no match for the Grandmaster, he was the son of Jiang Wanxiang. He would die if he wanted to. How could he be afraid and beg for mercy? !

The master revealed his Dharma form, which was a leopard, and pounced towards Jiang Gao. But at this critical moment, suddenly a series of dull sounds exploded in the air, and the sound was like thunder.

In just a moment, the body of the master who was bribed by Jiang Yuan to protect him suddenly froze, blood splattered on the ground, and the bloody smell filled his face, but Jiang Gao's expression did not show the slightest movement.

Danglanglang.

There were bursts of crisp sounds, and a copper coin appeared on the plaque in the hall.

An arrow accurately shot and killed the master, nailing the copper coin to the imperial plaque with a domineering aura, and there was a stench of blood.

At this moment, He Ruoqinhu's expression suddenly changed. In just a moment, he changed his shape and stood in front of Jiang Yuan. The condensed internal energy in his hand turned into a lance, and he suddenly chopped it forward, breaking a stream of light into pieces.

At this time, a solemn voice was heard.

The sound was extremely sharp, like the roar of a tiger or the roar of thunder.

The arrow shattered and fell to the ground. In an instant, a strong wind swept through. He Ruoqinhu held the horse spear and looked into the distance with his eyes narrowed:
"!!!"

Jiang Gao heard the roar of the white tiger. The palace was filled with imperial guards who were loyal to the emperor and the royal family. The imperial guards had already formed a battle formation regarding what was happening here. However, a voice was heard coming from behind the formation.

The palace's vermilion gate, covered with copper nails, was slowly pushed open from the outside.

Behind the crack between the two gates of the imperial palace was a pair of cold and indifferent eyes. As the gate slowly opened, ink-colored armor, white cloak and battle robe danced in the wind. The handsome general stood here, holding a heavy spear.

The mighty general!
Yuwen Lie!
The Royal Guards are ahead.

On the left and right of Yuwen Lie were a young man in his early thirties and a man in his forties. Behind them were thousands of imperial guards wearing black armor, using a tactical combination of heavy shields, swords, and crossbowmen.

There are currently twenty-seven divine generals in the world, including Acalanatha Yuwen Tianxian.

Yuwen Lie held the magic weapon and walked slowly forward. The imperial guards in front of him subconsciously pointed their weapons at him, but Yuwen Lie remained calm and fearless.

The world is about to fall, and there will always be someone who can rise up with heroic spirit. Yuwen Lie stood in the palace and suddenly said, "Your Highness, do you understand?"

Jiang Gao whispered: "A gentleman does not fight, but..."

“Not fighting means not fighting for your own desires, but things are different now.”

Jiang Gao looked at Jiang Yuan and said softly, "When the world is in danger, being a gentleman and not fighting is just a form of weakness and escape. A person should have things to pursue, but also things that must be done. For the sake of what you desire, you ignore those things that should be done."

"Not only is he weak, but he is also willful and immature."

"It shouldn't be like this."

Jiang Gao lowered his eyes, and a melancholy smile appeared on his face:
“Before you talk about yourself, you must first take on your responsibilities.”

"Entrusting the country to irresponsible people is essentially irresponsible to the country, and is a betrayal and murder to the people of Daying."

He exhaled and replied in a gentleman's voice:
"The world is so big, I have no choice but to take on the responsibility."

"Who else would it be than me?"

Yu Wenlie said with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "Yes."

Jiang Gao said: "Unfortunately, it's too late." He looked at Jiang Yuan and He Ruo catching the tiger in front of him. The troops outside gathered around him, and the murderous spirit of the military was surging. This time, it was here. Yuwen Lie said:
"Your Highness can fight with me today."

Jiang Gao finally felt a surge of pride in his heart: "If it doesn't work, I will die with you!"

Yuwen Lie smiled slightly and raised the spear in his hand.

The cold and arrogant general held the spear, and the void ripples shook, turning into a roaring white tiger. Yuwen Lie turned the spear in his hand and looked calmly at the royal guards in front of him. Or rather, the gaze of this mighty general just passed through these royal guards and fell on He Ruo Qinhu.

Yuwen Lie said coldly: "He Ruo captured the tiger, the world is still full of family love, can't you see it clearly?!"

He Ruoqinhu sighed woodenly and said, "How can I see clearly?!"

Yuwen Lie walked forward with a spear in hand, and He Ruoqinhu said to Jiang Yuan, "Your Majesty, I will go out to meet Yuwen Lie."

Jiang Yuan said: "What should I do if you leave?"

He Ruoqinhu said angrily: "Your Majesty, you are the Majesty of our Great Ying State, carrying the destiny of the emperor. There are so many guards here, don't you have the courage to fight?!"

"If this is the case, how can we fight the Qin Emperor for the world?"

"If I don't come out, what will happen if Yuwen Lie comes?!"

He picked up his lance and strode out. The wind rose between heaven and earth. Under the Zhaixing Tower, there was a bell that Jiang Wanxiang made for his wife. It had remained there from beginning to end. After his wife passed away, he watched the bell vibrate, as if he could still hear her laughter.

Now even Jiang Wanxiang has passed away for several years.

The Zhaixing Tower was closed, and no one went up to it to pick stars and admire the moon anymore.

The two magic weapons collided fiercely, and the ripples of shock surged into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. The bells under the Zhaixing Tower shook violently. At the same time, Jiang Gao had already rushed forward. The guards in front of him attacked, but were all chopped down by Jiang Gao.

Civil and military officials wanted to help, but for a moment they were frightened and didn't know what to do.

Jiang Yuan's voice was already cracking as he angrily shouted, "The one who can kill Jiang Gao must be a marquis of ten thousand households, a marquis of ten thousand households, no, a Duke of the State, a Duke of the State!"

There will always be brave men under a big reward, but at this moment, Wei Yiwen suddenly said:

"Have you forgotten the old story of Qin Yulong?"

So the slightly enthusiastic hearts of these generals cooled down in an instant, and when the civil officials saw Wei Yiwen's reaction, they understood something and stopped talking one by one.

Jiang Gao killed those close ministers one by one.

Palace coups on Qingshi are often hasty, and the number of people and armies involved is usually not as large as in sieges, and the battlefields are not as brutal. There are usually only a few hundred people, and everything is over within an hour.

It's just because one of the parties is in power and feels that he has the upper hand and is in control of everything. He never thought that the person who can be bullied has the courage to tear apart all the so-called rules.

With each sword strike, the blade became stained with blood, and so were the robes.

On both sides of him lay the corpses of the jesters.

All the civil and military officials watched Jiang Wanxiang's two sons fighting with swords. No one dared to go up, except Lord Wei, who took out a file from somewhere, which was all about Jiang Yuan's brutal killings. He rolled it up and smashed it at Jiang Yuan like a bamboo slip.

Go to Wen Zheng!
However, Jiang Yuan was caught off guard and staggered back. Then he felt a pain in his thigh, as he had been pierced by Jiang Gao's sword. The edge of the sword had been broken after the fight, but the tip of the sword used for piercing was still sharp.

The sword nailed Jiang Yuan's legs to the ground.

Jiang Gao held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his eyes flushed red, but he pushed hard downwards.

Jiang Yuan finally got scared and said, "Brother, brother, what are you going to do?! Brother, have you forgotten?! Mother is dead, father is dead, there are only you and me in this world!"

"What are you going to do. Are you going to kill me?"

"This is where daddy and mommy used to take us to family dinners. Do you want to kill me here, where daddy and mommy are?" Jiang Yuan burst into tears. Jiang Gao held the sword with red eyes.

Memories of my childhood are churning in my mind.

When he was five or six years old, he saw his younger brother. He was very small, lying there, soft, and his palms had not much strength. When he put his hand over, the little child reached out and grabbed his fingers.

Through the skin, I could almost feel the child's heartbeat at that time.

The heartbeats all seem to be in unison.

When his mother passed away, she told him with tears in her eyes that he was the older brother and he must protect his younger brother.

At that time, my mother was not feeling well, but she was in good spirits. My father went to look after her. My younger brother became a little noisy and climbed up a tree. When he jumped down, the two brothers rolled on the ground together and were covered with leaves.

Jiang Yuan choked up and said, "You are my brother, brother. I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Can't you forgive me, your brother? I really..."

But at this time, the winner outside had already been decided.

He Ruoqinhu had no intention of fighting. The veteran was torn between his family affection and guilt towards the late emperor and wanted to seek death. Yuwen Lie's heavy spear was almost about to chop He Ruoqinhu's forehead, but suddenly stopped.

Only the energy burst out, almost tearing the palace ground behind He Ruo Qinhu apart. The aftermath slowly rolled to both sides and dissipated. He Ruo Qinhu looked at him blankly and asked, "Why?!"

Yuwen Lie retracted his heavy gun and said calmly: "On the battlefield, you saved me once."

"Now, we are even."

He raised his gun, turned and strode away, his back straight.

He walked into the hall and saw Jiang Yuan nailed to the ground. He threw down his spear, picked up a bow, walked in front of Jiang Gao, pulled the bow and arrow, and pointed it at Jiang Yuan. It was obvious that he intended to kill this man directly.

At this moment, Jiang Gao pushed the bow away.

The arrow deflected and Yuwen Lie did not shoot the arrow. He did not kill Jiang Yuan in public before everyone.

Jiang Yuan just burst into tears: "Brother, big brother..."

Jiang Gao exhaled, his eyes red, and he pulled out the sword that nailed Jiang Yuan here, and whispered: "Brother will always forgive you."

There was a hint of relief and a hint of relief on Jiang Yuan's face.

Yuwen Lie's expression remained cold and calm.

Wei Yiwen's heart skipped a beat.

Jiang Gao stood up, holding the sword with both hands, and said softly:
"But Jiang Gao is not the only one in the world. What's the point of me forgiving you? Jiang Gao forgives you. I will not hate my younger brother. But Jiang Gao cannot forgive you on behalf of the whole world!"

"Am I the only one in the world who has brothers and parents?"

He raised his sword high, just like when he was young, he stretched out his arms towards the tree. The sun was warm, the wind was gentle, and the young prince smiled and hugged his younger brother, even if he didn't hold him firmly, he held him tightly.

This is his younger brother.

My biological brother, we are related by blood, his skin is fair and his breath seems to have a sweet smell.

How cute.

He is the person in this world who is closest to him by blood.

The young prince held his brother in his arms as the sword pierced through him, piercing his flesh.

Jiang Yuan let out a short, shrill scream, a strange look flashed in Yuwen Lie's eyes, Wei Yiwen looked up suddenly, in disbelief and moved, Queen He Ruo exclaimed, but had already fainted.

Jiang Gao's sword pierced Emperor Jiang Yuan.

His eyes were red, and he leaned on the sword with both hands. Finally, he watched Jiang Yuan struggle unwillingly, with blood flowing. It was like the memories and dreams of his youth, completely shattered, and blood flowing on the ground. That was the style of troubled times.

Jiang Gao leaned on the sword with both hands.

Just two sentences just now.

He possesses the determination of a gentleman and the courage of a king.

Inner saint and outer king.

It is impossible to cultivate such a spirit. It can only be achieved through drastic changes in spirit, like being hacked by a knife or an axe, and through transformation achieved amidst all kinds of hardships.

Jiang Gao leaned on his sword with both hands, and turned his back to everyone, not letting anyone see his tears. His back was still straight, and then he said, "Everyone."

Everyone looked at him. Jiang Gao had his back to them. He was silent for a moment and said softly:

"Daying Kingdom."

"Please, everyone."

Wei Yiwen and Yuwen Lie both bowed and agreed, and they both withdrew. Jiang Cai, who was in charge of and planned many matters concerning the entry of Yuwen Lie's soldiers into the city, resolved all matters and settled the people according to Jiang Gao's request.

When she hurried to the palace, she was stunned.

There was still a bloody smell in the palace. On the throne of the King of Ying State, Jiang Gao, dressed in a white robe, sat there. His hands were resting on the chair, and his sword was leaning beside him. His body and sword were covered in blood.

Jiang Gao lowered his head. Jiang Cai was worried about him. He took a few steps forward and said:
"Gao'er..."

Jiang Gao raised his head, looked at Jiang Cai, and suddenly said:

"Sister Cai, you must be Grand Tutor Jiang Su's hidden pawn."

Jiang Cai paused and subconsciously retracted his palm, but Jiang Gao didn't care about it. Jiang Cai saw that in the sunset, the young man raised his head with a crying but quiet look on his face. With a sense of alienation, he whispered:

"Sister Cai."

"I don't have a brother anymore."

Jiang Gao said this.

Just like Jiang Yuan who once said to himself bitterly, "I don't want a brother anymore."

Those who don't want a brother will die under his brother's sword; those who long for family affection will become a lonely person. Their fate in this world is absurd and ridiculous.

So the one sitting there was the king who was bathed in blood and had killed treacherous ministers and incompetent rulers with his blood.

Jiang Cai suddenly felt that Jiang Gao and Jiang Yuan both died on this day.

Survived.

It is the blue dragon in troubled times.

Emperor Yingguo.

(End of this chapter)