Mysterious mirror hanging high

Zhao Mingcheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Zhao in disbelief. For a moment, he even forgot to thank him.

The seventh prince, Zhao Mingfu, was also shocked: "Why is it Fourth Brother..."

The third princess, Zhao Mingyu, simply raised her eyebrows and remained silent.

The second princess Zhao Mingyue beside her had a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

Finally chose the fourth brother?

Jing Yu was somewhat mentally prepared. He had already known the thoughts of Emperor Zhao himself and cabinet ministers such as Xu Fang. He had rejected the matter himself. According to their standards, the next in line would most likely be the fourth prince Zhao Mingcheng.

"Father, is... is this a mistake?"

The fifth prince, Zhao Minglou, stammered. He looked eagerly at Emperor Zhao, but when he saw no response, he turned his eyes for help to his uncle Xu Fang.

Xu Fang simply closed his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to his silly nephew.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Emperor Zhao had chosen the crown prince, and a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He seemed to feel a little lighter. The old man stood up from his seat and said, "Lord Xu, I think..."

He had only said half of his words when Emperor Zhao, who had just stood up, suddenly swayed and fell down!

"His Majesty!"

Xu Fang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly stepped forward to support Emperor Zhao.

"Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician!"

The Chongming Palace was instantly in chaos. The expressions of the several royal heirs varied, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"Ok?"

Jing Yu moved his ears and turned around to see that his second sister Zhao Mingyue and seventh brother Zhao Mingfu had quietly left Chongming Hall one after another.

What is this for...

Jing Yu rolled his eyes. Emperor Zhao had suddenly fainted and his life or death was unknown. As the heir to the throne, instead of staying here to guard the place, he left silently. No one would believe that he didn't cause any trouble.

He didn't stop the two of them, but just watched coldly to see what kind of trouble they could cause.

At this moment, Zhao Mingcheng looked around and realized something was wrong. He pulled Jing Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Sixth brother, where are the second sister and seventh brother?"

"I don't know, maybe he just left." Jing Yu replied in a low voice: "But I want to congratulate Fourth Brother on moving into the Eastern Palace."

"Now is not the time to congratulate."

Zhao Mingcheng looked up at the imperial physician who had just rushed into the palace with his medical box, and said in a slightly anxious tone, "Father, this is... oh! This is such a bad time."

"Don't worry, Fourth Brother. Now that the position of crown prince has been decided, it's legitimate." Jing Yu comforted him softly.

"I am weak in the court, and now my father has designated me as the crown prince. It would have been better if this matter had been decided two years earlier, but now is a critical moment for our survival!" Zhao Mingcheng sighed.

"How about when father wakes up, you give up the position of crown prince?" Jing Yu suggested.

Now Zhao Mingcheng was silent.

After an hour and a half, the sweat-stained imperial physician trembled and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been showing signs of dying, relying solely on a willpower to hold on. Now, I'm afraid he is nearing his deathbed..."

"What..." Zhao Mingcheng's face turned pale and he hurried over to check.

Although Jing Yu and Emperor Zhao were father and son, they did have some father-son affection, but it was not much. Even so, upon hearing that Emperor Zhao was dying, he couldn't help but feel sad and prepared to go up to take a last look at the old man.

Just as he was about to take a step, someone grabbed his sleeve and said, "Sixth brother, can you please spare a moment to talk?"

Jing Yu turned around and saw that it was her third sister Zhao Mingyu.

"Third sister? What are you doing?"

"Sixth brother, I'm afraid my second sister is going to rebel." Zhao Mingyu's words were earth-shattering.

"How do you say this?"

"The assassination of Crown Prince Zhao Chengyu a few days ago put an end to my second sister's ambition to compete for the throne. Since then, she has been secretly mobilizing the palace's private army. Furthermore, she has been secretly raising assassins in the palace for the past few years... I'm afraid she's about to overturn the table."

"You know all this?" Jing Yu asked in surprise, "You knew Second Sister was going to rebel, so why didn't you stop her when she left just now?"

"My second sister has practiced martial arts since she was young, and her skills have barely reached the level of a top-tier master. How can a weak woman like me, who can barely even tie a chicken, stop her?" Zhao Mingyu said slowly, "Sixth brother, I watched you grow up. You usually hide your strength and keep to yourself, but I know you have great ambitions."

"Just now, when my second sister left, you were the only one among the other heirs who could stop her, yet you didn't take action. This shows that you were confident and didn't regard her as a threat."

"Tell my third sister a secret. Have you already cultivated a breath of innate true qi?"

Jing Yu didn't answer, but instead asked, "Third sister, you are the most concerned among us royal heirs. Why don't you tell me, your sixth brother, the truth today? Have you prepared a backup plan for today's situation?"

Zhao Mingyu pursed his lips. "Of course I have a backup plan, but there's no such thing as a foolproof plan. I'm just afraid I'm not being very cautious."

"If things go wrong, I should have an 80% to 90% chance of protecting everyone in the hall and retreating."

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Third sister, you can be honest with me today. I am very relieved."

"then you……"

"Don't worry, Third Sister. As long as Second Sister doesn't bring over a dozen or twenty Xiantian Grandmasters, I'll keep you safe."

Zhao Mingyu sighed softly, "Sixth brother, you're so arrogant... But Third Sister believes you!"

"Report!"

At this time, a young eunuch scrambled into Chongming Hall and shouted:

"Prince Kang (Zhao Mingyue) has rebelled!"

"What did you say, you little dog?" Xu Fang frowned and shouted, "Speak carefully!"

"Prince Kang led three thousand soldiers to attack the palace..." The young eunuch had a sad face.

"That's nonsense!" Xu Fang grabbed the young eunuch by the collar and cursed, "According to the palace regulations, there are at most 500 palace soldiers. Where did Zhao Mingyue get 3,000 of them?"

"And they're not just ordinary palace soldiers; they're elite soldiers, all in armor! Three hundred of them are fully armored, even covering their faces..."

"This is rebellion!" Xu Fang was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared: "Let's say she has 3,000 palace soldiers! What about the imperial guards?"

"The Imperial Guards were not found..."

"What do you mean by not found? There's not a single figure among the thousands of Imperial Guards?"

The young eunuch trembled and said, "Except for those on duty, I really can't find anyone... The two hundred or so imperial guards on duty are already guarding outside Chongming Palace!"

"Lord Xu, I'm afraid several commanders of the Imperial Guards have also defected..." Zhao Mingyu said quietly.

Xu Fang let go of the young eunuch's collar, his hands and feet were cold, and he took several steps back.

Jing Yu looked at Xu Fang carefully, confirming that he was not acting, and felt speechless.

Is this what the current Prime Minister is like?

He thought that appointing a crown prince was such a big thing, and since Emperor Zhao was already on his last legs, he should have made all preparations. How come when Zhao Mingyue rebelled, the Prime Minister seemed to have no emergency plan at all?

Even if he wasn't a brilliant strategist, at least he shouldn't be so disrespectful in front of the palace!

This illustrates a problem: Xu Fang and other cabinet ministers never thought that after the crown prince position was decided, there would be another royal heir who would rebel!

I have painstakingly passed the fourth level of the Body Forging Sutra, and my body is as hard as gold and stone. Even the innate masters cannot break my defense. Naturally, I can ignore these trivial matters. Why do you, Xu Fang, a skinny old man with a mortal body who cannot defend himself against a knife or fire, have the right to do this?

"Oh, General Zhendong, General Zhendong!" Xu Fang's eyes were red as he grabbed the sleeve of another old man with white hair and beard. "Old General, can the patrol battalion outside the city be mobilized?"

The General Zhendong, whose sleeve was grabbed, looked helpless. "Prime Minister Xu, it's possible, but if you want to mobilize the patrol camp outside the city, you must at least have my tiger talisman. Now Zhao Mingyue is almost at Chongming Palace, where is the time?"

"No matter what, let's hold on first!" Xu Fang gritted his teeth and said, "Old General, take out the tiger talisman and ask a master from the palace to secretly leave the city and mobilize troops!"

General Zhendong said hesitantly, "I left in a hurry today, and the tiger talisman was left at my house... Anyway, we must break out first."

Xu Fang: "..."

Jing Yu rolled his eyes to the sky. This reminded him of a famous proverb from his hometown in his previous life.

The world is a huge makeshift team!