The blacksmith lady is killing people in the harem, and her son is responsible for it.

As soon as Shang Yunze said this, everyone present was stunned.

Uncle Zhao San immediately grabbed Uncle Zhao Er's sleeve and said, "Brother, I'm afraid we won't survive tomorrow."

Uncle Zhao pretended to be calm and said, "Just listen to his boasting. There are so many guards in the palace, and they only have so many people!"

Zhao Rong took one look at the second prince lying on the ground and no longer had any sympathy for him.

It was my second brother who brought the wild beast into the palace.

He glared at Shang Yunze, "You are a remnant of the previous dynasty, don't speak nonsense here. So what if you are a prince of the previous dynasty? Now the world belongs to our Zhao family."

Shang Yunze seemed to have heard a joke. He glanced at Zhao Rong's forehead and said disdainfully: "Just based on your Zhao family, humph, you are nothing but traitors!"

"You are treacherous and anyone can kill you. This world is only lent to you for three years. Do you still think you can control it forever?"

Shang Yunze said contemptuously: "Zhao Nanxiao is a traitor. He is not worthy of being the ruler of the entire Central Plains. During the three years of his rule, disasters and wars continued year after year. This is entirely because he is not worthy of the position!

Now is the time to return the property to its original owner and put things right!"

"My lords, you are all former subjects of our Shang family. I promise that as long as you submit to me, I will forgive you for what happened!"

As soon as Shang Yunze said this, people in the originally quiet hall immediately started talking.

Zhao Rong was furious when he heard this. "Are you dreaming? You think you can rule the world by occupying the palace? I tell you, my brother will come back. Even if we all die, my brother will avenge us."

As soon as Zhao Rong said this, some ministers began to waver again.

Don’t they know how many soldiers Shang Yunze has?

I don’t know what’s happening inside the palace, but there are sounds of fighting outside, but I don’t know who wins or loses.

What’s more, the prince is just missing. If he is not dead, what if he leads his troops back to Chang’an City?

For a moment, the ministers in the hall didn't know how to choose.

In fact, they were also very upset and felt that Shang Yunze was too slow.

If you want to kill the Zhao royal family, just do it.

You fight first, and we wait. We will choose whoever wins.

The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward and express their position.

Shang Yunze chuckled and said, "Zhao Zhen? I'm afraid his body is almost rotten, and you are still expecting him to come back to Chang'an City. How ridiculous!"

At this time, Minister Ma stood up and said, "My Lords, we have served in the same court for many years. I believe you all know the King of Qi's abilities."

"If it weren't for the usurpation of the throne by Prince Jin, Your Highness Prince Qi might have had a chance. Just as Prince Qi said, the Zhao family is a traitor, and Zhao Nanxiao is just a small marquis!

By chance, they usurped the throne of the Shang Dynasty. Now the King of Qi is just trying to kill the traitor of the Zhao family. My lords, why are you hesitating? "

"Besides, Zhao Zhen is also a cruel and merciless person. Many of our colleagues died at his hands. We are old people from the previous dynasty. The Zhao family has no one else to use now, so they kept us.

If they select the right person someday, we will be doomed to have our property confiscated and our clan exterminated!"

Zhu Maosheng, the military equipment supervisor, stood up at this time and said, "What Minister Ma said is correct. Although my daughter is in the East Palace, I am here today to say something fair. Zhao Nanxiao and his son are definitely not wise leaders!"

"Besides, Zhao Nanxiao is old and still in a coma. I'm afraid Zhao Zhen is also in danger. Besides Zhao Zhen, the other two sons of Zhao Nanxiao are useless."

"My Lords, the Zhao family has run out of luck and has no one left to use. Do you want to hand over the throne to a four-year-old kid?"

The Minister of Rites, Lord Xu, who had been hiding, also stood up and said, "Lord Zhu is right. The Zhao family's fate is approaching. My lords, you should choose a wise leader!"

With Lord Xu taking the lead, some wavering people also stood up.

They all walked behind Shang Yunze.

However, there were only about five people who came, and the others were still waiting and watching.

At this time, Shang Yunze smiled and said, "Master Song, Master Liu, Master Xu, there is no need to hide, come to this side of the king!"

At this time, three more masters stood up. Unlike those wavering people, they walked out in a proper manner and kowtowed to Shang Yunze, "Subordinates pay their respects to the master!"

The other adults who were still watching were all looking at these three people, and they didn't expect that they were hiding so deeply.

The three of them occupied important departments respectively in the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Personnel.

Including Xu Feng from the Ministry of Rites and Ma Shangshu from the Ministry of Justice, the Prince of Qi has people in five of the six ministries!

All that’s left is the Ministry of Industry, a useless department.

I guess it’s not worth letting him go!

Thinking of this, many ministers began to hesitate.

However, they still didn't dare to express their opinions suddenly, as it concerned the entire family. Could it be that the Zhao father and son were really defeated?

Will there be a counterattack behind the scenes?

Shang Yunze seemed to have seen the ministers' hesitation. He smiled and said, "Give the ministers one stick of incense to choose. You may as well listen carefully and take a look at the situation outside the palace."

At this time, Shang Yunze's men immediately opened the door of the Taiji Hall.

The adults felt a sinking feeling in their hearts as they watched the sounds of fighting outside.

"By the way, adults, why don't you wait a moment and take a look at the situation in the East Palace first!"

Shang Yunze was upset when he thought that half of the reason for the demise of the Shang Dynasty was because of Qin Wan. "Someone, go to the East Palace and see how it's being handled there. Drag that woman Qin Wan over to me."

"Yes!"

The two guards behind Shang Yunze immediately retreated.

East Palace.

At this time, people in black kept falling to the ground around the East Palace.

Often they would just fly down from the wall, and halfway through, their bodies would fall to the ground, with blood constantly oozing out of their bodies.

The little lion was not afraid. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the thing in his mother's hand curiously. "Mom, can you give me one of these? I really want it."

Qin Wan smiled and said, "You are still young. When you grow up, I will give it to you!"

The little lion clenched his little fists, well, he had to grow up quickly.

I want to be as majestic as my mother!

The guards of the Eastern Palace did not expect that they did not have to take any action at all, as these assassins were dealt with by the Crown Princess.

However, they were also very curious about what the big thing was in the Crown Princess's hand.

How come after a few bangs, the person becomes a sieve.

At this time, Zhu Lianmeng and Eunuch Ying were both dumbfounded.

"Eunuch Ying, it looks like you need to take action yourself."

Although Eunuch Ying is old, he is very skilled in martial arts. He is Shang Yunze's last trump card in the harem.

After inciting Zhu Lianmeng to rebel, he has always stayed with her.

As for Su Qingyan, who had failed in the past, she was also the target of his rebellion. However, Su Qingyan was not as patient as Zhu Lianmeng, and her methods were also one level lower.

"Yes, we want to see how many lives the Crown Princess has!"

After saying this, Eunuch Ying immediately flew up.

At this time, Shi Ce, with the remaining palace guards, immediately stepped forward to meet the enemy.