I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Chen Liu, who was far away, closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Duanmu Yuanchen burst into tears, and Chen Liu felt bad too. Firstly, he had watched this child grow up, and secondly...

When he thought of this, Chen Liu's eyes became a little dazed. He could no longer remember which summer it was when two hungry and destitute young men sneaked into a temple in the middle of the night to steal offerings.

The so-called tribute was nothing more than a steamed bun. The two young men who happened to meet were unwilling to let go, and finally alarmed the monks in the temple. The kind-hearted abbot took out another steamed bun and handed it to the two.

Later, the two walked out of the temple together, and said with the courage of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger that he wants to change this crappy world.

Later, when the two were nearly forty years old, the Daduan Dynasty emerged. Later, the Daduan completely invaded the capital of the Zhao Dynasty and declared the unification of the world.

In the blink of an eye, their former high spirits were assimilated into the secular world, and the two also faced the situation of life and death separation.

"Yuanchen... stand up!" Duanmu Xiongtu looked at his son sternly.

"Remember, you are the crown prince now, but when your father passes away, you will be the emperor of Daduan. By then, no one in this world will be able to make you kneel."

"Yuan Chen, cough cough!"

Halfway through his words, Duanmu Xiongtu suddenly covered his chest and started coughing violently.

"Father! Stop talking. I've remembered this. Please stop talking." Duanmu Yuanchen cried and rushed forward.

Duanmu Xiongtu's face flushed. At this moment, every breath seemed as heavy as a mountain. He forced himself to keep his eyes open.

"Yuanchen, if you don't speak now, you won't have the chance to speak again. These people have watched you grow up, and they will definitely support you wholeheartedly."

"The country is not completely stable yet. You must use Ning Fei, but the Ning family is very ambitious. You must be careful to weigh the pros and cons."

"They will do their best to help you..."

Chen Liu was the first to kneel on the ground and bow to the two of them.

"I swear to be loyal to Your Highness until death!"

The same was true for Zhou Chen. Everyone's expressions were extremely serious at this moment.

At this point, several people have realized that Duanmu Xiongtu is probably dead tonight, no, it is hard to say whether he can hold on for even another stick of incense.

If Duanmu Yuanchen had not sat on that chair tonight, given the Queen's methods, no one present would have survived.

"You... step back." Duanmu Xiongtu waved his hands with rapid breathing.

Chen Liu and his men hurriedly retreated with their backs bent.

When everyone retreated to the door, the last trace of severity on Duanmu Xiongtu's face disappeared.

"Yuanchen, I've been a little harsh on you these years, ahem, but you haven't let me down."

"Father, I, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so playful. I should have helped you earlier." Duanmu Yuanchen knelt in front of Duanmu Xiongtu.

"It's okay. Everyone has been young once. I was more playful than you when I was little, but, but from now on, you can't be like this." A stream of blood flowed out of Duanmu Xiongtu's mouth again.

He didn't care at all and continued, "Yuanchen, I've left you many tricks, but I'm not absolutely sure that I can let you sit firmly on the throne..."

"After I die, those people you met during your wandering, since you are already familiar with them, immediately summon them into the palace to assist you." Duanmu Xiongtu gasped for breath, but still refused to stop.

"If...if you still can't win, you will give up the throne. They won't touch you out of respect. Then, your father won't blame you..."

Duanmu Yuanchen was crying so hard at this moment. He never thought that his father, who always whipped him, would make so many arrangements for him in secret.

"Father! I don't want the throne, I just want you to live."

Duanmu Xiongtu smiled silently: "Who in this world can be immortal?"

After saying this, Duanmu Xiongtu stopped talking. His consciousness began to become chaotic, and suddenly pictures flashed before his eyes. Duanmu Xiongtu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

There actually was a revolving lantern before a person died. Duanmu Xiongtu couldn't help but widen his eyes, wanting to see it more clearly.

As the images flashed faster and faster, Duanmu Xiongtu saw long-lost memories.

A thin girl struggled to walk in the rainy night, carrying a seriously injured young man on her back.

"Father! Father! Wake up! You can't sleep. Call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician quickly!" Duanmu Yuanchen shouted desperately.

But the intuitive voice in Duanmu Xiongtu's ears became weaker and weaker, his body became lighter and lighter, and the scene in front of his eyes flickered.

The scene finally freezes outside the capital of the Zhao Dynasty. Duanmu Xiongtu, clad in armor and armed with sharp weapons, rides atop a tall horse. As he raises his sword, the army charges forward, shouts of killing deafening the heavens. A sea of ​​blood fills the air, and mountains of corpses and blood fill the air...

In the end, Duanmu Xiongtu only had his own flag fluttering in the wind...

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At the court the next morning, many officials felt nervous as they saw the obviously increased number of guards around them.

"Hurry up, hurry up, something must have happened."

"There are so many people, and they are all from the Eastern Depot. Is Your Majesty investigating that big case?"

Although all the officials were confused, the East Factory masters around them ignored them and just looked at everyone with extremely cold eyes.

When everyone walked into the hall, they were suddenly shocked. Sitting on the chair was Duanmu Yuanchen, wearing a dragon robe. His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of grief and determination.

In an instant, a thought came to everyone's mind: the new emperor had ascended the throne.

However, since the imperial edict had not yet been announced, all the officials had to stand where they were. No one was willing to take the initiative to kneel down, but no one was stupid enough to dare to shout "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

As more and more people came in, the court's Grand Marshal Lu Fang looked at the throne in confusion, secretly cursing himself for coming too early.

Among so many people, he holds the highest official position. It would be unreasonable for him not to speak up.

"Your Highness, why are you attending the morning court in person today?"

Duanmu Yuanchen slowly stood up, shook the five-clawed dragon robe on his body, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "My father and I ascended the throne today!"

Although they had speculated about this long ago, the officials were shocked when they heard the news with their own ears.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!" Lu Fang knelt down on the ground. Who cares whether it is legal or not? Since Duanmu Yuanchen can sit in this position, it proves a lot.

The officials behind him were dumbfounded. Damn, he knelt down so easily?

Damn! If I had known this earlier, I would have knelt first. No wonder he could be the Grand Marshal!

"I am here to see you, Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, shouts rang out in the court, and all the officials knelt on the ground, not daring to look at Duanmu Yuanchen, and not daring to show any expression, for fear of being used as an object of power.

After a moment, Duanmu Yuanchen slowly spoke: "My dear ministers, please stand up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, Ning Zhiyuan's voice came in from outside the palace gate. Seeing Duanmu Yuanchen on the throne, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Your Highness, where is His Majesty? Why are you presiding over the morning court?"

Duanmu Yuanchen looked straight at Ning Zhiyuan. Here he came, attacking the Ning family, who was the biggest obstacle to him.