Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

The Mid-Autumn Festival is very lively.

It's obviously a festival for family reunions, but it has to be done to save face.

In the previous court, the emperor and ministers toasted and drank together.

In the harem, the queen took her concubines and imperial ministers to "have fun" together.

It was visible to the naked eye that Cen Mingyuan was a little anxious.

Tsk, it’s inevitable, after all, we have to do such a big thing.

The priests performed songs and dances, and those present recited poems, painted paintings, and sang praises of virtues. It was a peaceful scene.

Cen Mingche looked up at the moon in the sky.

It's really a beautiful moonlight. It's cloudless, the stars are sparse, and the golden osmanthus is fragrant.

I just don’t know when Cen Mingyuan will take action?

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food have passed, and the moon is in the middle of the sky.

The banquet is almost over.

Cen Mingche noticed that this time there was a different person serving the emperor wine.

I just don’t know if the wine bottle has also been changed.

Where are the drinks inside?

The emperor began to toast.

Cen Mingche picked up the wine glass and put it under his lips.

Ah.

His drink was also changed.

This new pot of wine is poisonous.

Cen Mingche sneered in his heart, but still followed everyone's rhythm and drank the wine together.

This little bit of poison can no longer be dealt with.

After a glass of warm wine, the harmonious atmosphere can only be maintained for a short time.

The wine glass fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Call the doctor quickly! Your Majesty!"

"Ah, my stomach hurts so much..."

"What happened...it's poisonous! There's poison in the wine!"

"The imperial physician, where is the imperial physician?"

"Induce vomiting! Induce vomiting quickly!"

"Come on, come on!"

The scene was a mess.

"Stop shouting, no one will come."

Cen Mingyuan stood up with a proud smile on his face.

"You, you poisoned me?!"

Cen Mingyuan nodded and responded simply and neatly.

"Yes, that's right, it's me."

He walked to the center, and the frightened singers and dancers crawled back.

"I am the eldest son of my father, the eldest son! My mother is the queen, his queen!"

"But what did he do to me?"

"You can't even give me the position of a prince!"

Cen Mingyuan laughed, crazy.

"My queen accompanied him to the throne and worked hard to take care of the harem. How did he treat my queen?"

"Not only did he deny me the title of crown prince, he also divided the palace rights from my mother!"

"Father, my good father, do you prefer those little bastards so much?"

"What you mean is that I am weak and there should be capable people in this world."

"But you should also give me a chance to prove myself!"

Cen Mingyuan's eyes swept across everyone present.

"But what?"

"You always leave everything to others, but you blame me for not being successful? Not capable enough?"

"Father, my good father, father!"

"You are so cruel to me!"

The emperor struggled to open his eyes and pointed at him with trembling fingers.

"Nizi, Nizi!"

Cen Mingyuan laughed.

"I also want to be a good son to my father, but my father doesn't give me a chance! What can I do? What else can I do?"

He narrowed his eyes, revealing his fierce look.

"Father, I advise you to write me the edict of passing the throne, so that I can call the doctor in time to treat you, right? Why should you and me, father and son, have to fight to the death? Right? Hahahahahaha..."

The emperor clutched his chest and was supported by Fan Zishan, staring at Cen Mingyuan in pain.

"Niezi, don't even think about it!"

Cen Mingyuan sneered coldly.

"I can't even think about it? Which son do you want to be the prince? The third child?"

"You are dreaming!"

Cen Mingyuan suddenly turned around and looked at Cen Mingche, who was "unconscious" leaning against the pillar.

"Just watch him die before your eyes!"

The emperor sighed and said sadly: "Yuan'er, there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn around, you will find the shore."

Cen Mingyuan's chest kept rising and falling, and he sneered again and again.

"It's easy to go back to the safe place? I'll go to hell with my ancestors and go back to the safe place!"

As he spoke, he reached out and took Cen Mingchun, who was still being held by the prison prisoner, in his hand.

"The younger son, the older grandson, the lifeblood of the old man, huh?"

Cen Mingchun was still young. He was so frightened that he cried and waved his hands and feet to call for help.

Cen Mingyuan reached back and took the knife from his guard, and stabbed Cen Mingchun in the heart.

The crying stopped abruptly.

Bright red blood spurted all over his face.

His guards have also guarded the hall.

"Father, if you don't issue the imperial edict of succession for a moment, I will kill one of your sons, starting with the youngest. What do you think?"

Cen Mingyuan threw the child's body aside like garbage.

The sharp long knife was dripping with blood.

The tip of the knife pointed down at a young face.

"Who's next...?"

"Cen, Ming, Jian."

"My good sixth brother."

"Are you afraid? If you are, please quickly beg your father to write the edict of passing the throne quickly, so you don't have to die."

Cen Ming gradually trembled with fear, but still gritted his teeth and remained silent.

There was silence in the field.

Only the poisoned person could not help but groan.

Everyone here is smart, and no one will step forward to be a loyal minister at this time.

"Prince Kang, are you really going to be a rebellious minister?"

It was Fan Zishan who spoke first.

Cen Mingyuan sneered and pointed the bloody knife tip at Fan Zishan.

"Who did I think he was? It turns out to be my father's good dog."

"What, you couldn't help but come out and scream?"

Fan Zishan spoke in a steady tone.

"Prince Kangjun poisoned his biological father, led troops into the palace, and besieged all the important ministers in the palace. Isn't it the work of the rebellious ministers and thieves?"

Cen Mingyuan laughed.

"Those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyrs! They are just successful kings and defeated bandits."

"As long as I ascend the throne, what's the big deal?"

The next moment, his tone suddenly became gloomy.

"Or, among all of you, who wants to have trouble with me?"

No one answered.

Cen Mingyuan laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, did you see it? Everyone is very aware of current affairs."

His eyes swept over Duke Li, the ministers in the cabinet, the six ministers, and the dignitaries present.

"you are wrong."

Mr. Shouxu is almost 60 years old, has a gray beard and is in poor health, so he doesn't drink.

He stood up and looked at Cen Mingyuan with calm eyes.

"You guys are silent, I just don't want to argue with a madman."

"Today, Prince Kang has committed a heinous crime. He poisoned his father and killed his younger brother. He is stupid and incompetent and is not worthy of being a king."

"Unless you can kill everyone here and silence everyone, you will never be able to claim justice."

But if Cen Mingyuan really kills everyone in this palace, he, the emperor, is just a mere commander, and there is no need to do anything.

Cen Mingyuan's expression changed, but he quickly laughed again.

"Master Chief Assistant, you are so strong-willed, do you think everyone else is the same as you?"

"Oh, by the way, your female relatives are here today too, right?"

"Guess, does my dear queen mother know what I did today?"

"I will leave these words here today. For those who follow me, I will ensure that they are prosperous and wealthy, and that they will be promoted to noble positions. For those who oppose me, let's keep their heads here together with the women at home!"