Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Ding Yi suddenly lifted his drooping eyelids, his eyes became stern, and a majestic aura suddenly rose.

Ye Wang's pupils shrank and his hand quietly moved to the handle of the knife.

"Emperor Ming is joking." Ye Wang laughed a little dryly and glanced at Ding Yi from top to bottom. His meaning was self-evident.

With a king in hand, which army would disregard the monarch and bear the stigma of disloyalty and injustice in public?

Zhu Biren doesn't want to die, and under the current circumstances, no one can kill him.

Ye Wang didn't dare to do so. If he killed Zhu Biren, Daliang would go crazy in front of him.

Daliang didn't dare, and no one would take the initiative to stand up and say that Zhu Biren deserved to die.

Dante dared.

Later generations dare.

Zhu Biren could also choose to die to declare his position.

But he didn't.

It's not his fault that he wants to live, but his desire to live is the real culprit that pushed him to the last place.

The political situation when he took over was the most prominent after the prosperous era. He had the people and money. It was a smooth situation and a sure win, but he lost.

He had completely defeated the three most elite battalions of Daliang, including their soldiers and generals.

Every decision he made caused him to be stepped on an inch until he could no longer stand up.

Ding Yi couldn't imagine what chance he had of turning the tables except death.

Zhu Biren has some ability, but not much.

Without the ability like Emperor Wu and Emperor Taizong, living would be a waste.

……

In Yanbei City, on the city wall, Minister of War Yu Lian personally supervised the battle.

In name only as a civil official, he actually commands a military general.

Yu Lian stood on the top of the wall and looked into the distance. The place was already full of dust, and the rising and falling of horses' hooves made the dust even more full of dust, making it impossible to see clearly what was real and what was not.

At this time, someone outside the city shouted: "According to the order of the King of Wala, we are sending Emperor Ming of Daliang back to the capital to ascend the throne again. Why don't you open the city gates quickly to welcome Emperor Ming?"

Yu Qian ignored this mere Wala soldier.

……

In Luqiao, a suburb of Yanjing, Ding Yi walked out of the narrow carriage and entered a simple military tent, guarded by 18 brave warriors. It was difficult for Zhu Biren to do anything he wanted.

Ding Yi was not him, but now he is him.

With a wave of his hand, Ding Yi quickly took down the three letters, read them first, and had them delivered to the Yanbei city wall.

Ding Yi implicitly emphasized in the letter that he should bring a blank imperial edict, writing brush, and imperial seal with him.

He also specifically asked the Queen Mother and Zhu Bixiu to come to the city wall to supervise the battle.

If Zhu Bixiu didn't come, Ding Yi planned to beat him up even if he died.

A hanging basket was lowered from the city wall and three letters were pulled up. Two of them were quickly delivered to the palace.

In the palace, Zhu Bixiu was confused when he received the letter. He knew every word, but he couldn't understand their meaning when put together.

Zhu Bixiu once doubted himself. Zhu Biren was an emperor who received imperial education, but he was not. Is this the gap?

The Queen Mother, who was familiar with Zhu Biren, quickly understood the meaning of the letter, and she came to find Zhu Bixiu in person.

"The emperor is determined to die."

In a word, Zhu Bixiu was so confused that his brain CPU almost burned up. The emperor was determined to die. Was it because of him?

Or did the emperor want to put him in an unjust position in this way?

For a child who grew up in a royal family, the first thing that comes to his mind is conspiracy and intrigue.

The Queen Mother shook her head in disappointment and pointed to the letter to explain.

"Your elder brother asked you to bring the blank imperial edict and the imperial seal. He must be passing the throne to you personally."

Zhu Bixiu was so overjoyed that he could not hide his expression for a moment. The Queen Mother sighed in her heart: "He is still too young and not steady enough."

She forgot that they were only one year apart in age.

……

In the Wala military tent, Ding Yi was playing chess. To say that Zhu Biren was treated well in Wala, there was nothing to say.

King Ye opened the military tent and walked in. Seeing Ding Yi so leisurely, he suddenly felt unhappy.

"Emperor Ming, how about we watch from below the city wall?"

"Snap!" Ding Yi placed the last black piece, and like a giant dragon, surrounded all the white pieces.

Big win.

Standing up, Ding Yi wiped his hands and said with a smile: "How can I fail the king's kindness? Please!"

As he spoke, he placed one hand on his abdomen and the other on his back, and walked in front in a square step.

King Ye was not careful for a moment and let Ding Yi pass him and walk in front, making himself look like a guard following behind.

After taking a few quick steps, Ye Wang caught up with Ding Yi and was on par with him.

"Emperor Ming doesn't really want to go, does he?" Ye Wang still didn't quite believe it. It was too easy and made him feel it was a little unreal.

How could the emperor personally take part in this matter? What if he got hurt? Shouldn't he send a surrendered general as a representative to represent him, the Ming Emperor?

The king was a little uneasy, but that was Yanbei City.

A hundred years passed quickly, and the Mongols could no longer enter Yanbei City openly.

Ding Yi smiled and responded: "I was born and raised here, so of course I have to go and see it in person."

The next few sentences are: Died here, engraved here, his soul and spirit are everywhere, and his death is unforgettable.

Unfortunately, Ye Wang had never read it, so he could only understand it literally.

The uneasiness in his heart gradually grew. When he reached 500 meters away from the Yanbei city wall, Ding Yi saw the Queen Mother, Zhu Bixiu, as well as the city defender Yu Lian and a group of civil and military officials standing on the city wall. He smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The smile reached his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Wang's inner uneasiness reached its peak.

Just as he was about to ask someone to escort Ding Yi back, Ding Yi had already snatched out the long sword from the person next to him, glided away from Ye Wang's army, and was only 250 meters away from the city wall.

This number was specially chosen by Ding Yi.

This distance is exactly the coverage range of the archers.

Ye Wang stared at Ding Yi intently, with a glimmer of hope rising in his heart, hoping that the city gate would open so that they could take this opportunity to rush in.

There is no time to lose. Ding Yi knows that if he has too much time, it will easily lead to illusions.

"My dear brother, seeing you again, I feel that you have lost weight. You have worked hard!"

Before Zhu Bixiu at the foot of the city wall could respond, Ding Yi at the foot of the city had already put a sharp knife across his neck and turned to look at the angry King Ye.

"Ye Wang, guess which is faster, your men or my sword. Although I am not good at martial arts, I can still kill a few people."

Ye Wang: “…” He was so angry that he lost his voice.

"Ye Wang, thank you for your hospitality, but I plan to go home, so I won't see you off."

Ding Yi was facing the Yanbei city wall and shouted loudly, ignoring the raging anger behind him.

"Everyone, please accept my order. I am the sixth emperor of Daliang, the great-great-grandson of Taizu, the great-grandson of Taizong, and the biological son of Xuanzong. I will now pass the throne to Zhu Bixiu, the Prince of Qin..."

Halfway through the conversation, a group of people suddenly knelt down on the city wall.

"Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!"

Ding Yi tried to keep his words brief, but Ye Wang had already guessed what he was going to do and had already led his men to attack him.

"Defend the city firmly, do not open the gates. My body may be torn into pieces. My clothes and hats shall be placed in the imperial mausoleum."

"My final decree: abolish burials alive with the dead."

After saying that, Ding Yi turned around to look at Ye Wang who was rushing forward, smiled brightly, and wiped his neck happily.