Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

"Eh!"

Murong Xue immediately noticed this and was about to scream, but Nangong Yanling quickly stopped her: "General Murong, shh!"

Murong Xue also covered Su Qiaoer's mouth with her hand, suppressing the shock in her heart, and watched Zhou Chuxuan slowly open his eyes: "You, you..."

At this time, Murong Xue finally realized that everything was in their plan. She didn't expect that Zhou Chuxuan's pretense of death was so convincing.

Zhou Chuxuan gently pointed outside the window. Nangong Yanling understood and gently opened a gap with her finger. Sure enough, she found someone following closely not far behind the carriage. She nodded slightly.

"If you have anything to say, talk about it when you get back!"

Zhou Chuxuan closed his eyes again, tilted his head, and fell into a deep sleep buried in Murong Xue's legs. Although he was not really dead, he had taken a drug that could put him into a state of suspended animation beforehand, and now he had some side effects.

A blush suddenly flashed across Murong Xue's fair cheeks. This guy was obviously awake, but he still wanted to take advantage of her. However, after hesitating for a moment, Murong Xue let him continue lying there.

Nangong Yanling gently poked the two women: "You have to keep crying, otherwise the people behind you won't believe it!"

"it is good!"

As the two women's mumbling sounded again, Zhou Chuxuan's mouth twitched. He was just about to have a good sleep...

Capital city, Taiji Hall.

Civil and military officials stood in a row, and a sad mood enveloped the entire hall. Xu Qinglong, who had not attended court for a long time, stood in the hall for the first time today with a solemn face.

There was no other reason, it was actually the King of Freedom Zhou Chuxuan who died!

Die in Qingzhou!

Emperor Wu Zhou Wanjiang sat on the dragon throne, scanning his ministers for a long time before speaking: "My sixth son died in Qingzhou. I am deeply saddened!"

"Pass on my decree. From now on, a red seal and iron certificate will be hung at the gate of Prince Xiaoyao's mansion. Except for those who were with Prince Xiaoyao during his lifetime, no one else is allowed to enter at will. Anyone who violates this will be killed without mercy!"

"The Fuling Army has been reorganized into a regular army, under the command of General Liu Ning, and is affiliated with the Imperial Guard! We will issue 5,000 armors, 5,000 spears, 5,000 bows and crossbows, and countless arrows!"

Ma Sandao in the hall was filled with indignation. His Highness had just died, and this guy couldn't wait to imprison his brothers in the hands of others!

Han Bin bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, if you wish to separate my brothers, I will have no choice but to return to Fuling Mountain!"

When these words were spoken, the court was shocked. This was a blatant threat and rebellion!

Even Emperor Wu Zhou Wanjiang had a bad look on his face. This was simply a naked threat to him!

However, according to the Jinyiwei, these guys are holding a weapon that is even more terrifying than the musket, and its power may be more than ten times that of the musket. If they are really angered, the capital city will be in big trouble!

"You bastards, you are too presumptuous! This is the Wu Dynasty court, not the mountains and plains. You can do whatever you want. How dare you threaten my father?"

Zhou Heguan angrily retorted, "As ministers, shouldn't you obey the emperor's orders?"

Han Bin remained calm, not even wanting to look at the mentally retarded Zhou Heguan: "We are brothers and as close as one. If Your Majesty forcibly separates us..."

"My dear, I have no intention of breaking you up!" Zhou Wanjiang sighed helplessly. "Since your brothers are unwilling to separate, then let it be for now! Your army's names will be retained, and rewards will be distributed as usual!"

A hint of coldness and murderous intent flashed in Zhou Wanjiang's eyes. Once he got the manufacturing method of the weapons in the hands of the Fuling Army, he would destroy this so-called Fuling Army at all costs!

To dare to openly threaten him in the court is simply to rub the dignity of the emperor underfoot. For many years, no one has dared to insult him like this!

Just as the situation in the court was about to calm down, a eunuch's voice rang out: "Prince Xiaoyao's personal guard Murong Xue requests an audience!"

Hearing the name Murong Xue again, even Zhou Wanjiang couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. After all, the way this woman spoke was really unpleasant.

But all the ministers were present, and since it involved King Xiaoyao, he couldn't refuse to meet her, so he said in a deep voice, "Call her in!"

"Yes!"

Looking at Murong Xue kneeling below, Zhou Wanjiang frowned: "Murong Xue, what are you doing here? Is there something important you want to report to me?"

"Your Majesty, I have important information to present to you!"

As she spoke, Murong Xue pulled out a bamboo slip from her bosom: "Your Majesty, the reason why King Xiaoyao died in Qingzhou was because he touched the interests of certain people!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar. Everyone looked at Murong Xue in shock, not knowing what she was trying to say.

"Murong Xue, what do you want to say? You can say it as you like. I'm here and no one dares to make trouble!" Zhou Wanjiang's eyes narrowed slightly. He wanted to see what this woman would say.

"Everyone knows that to our east, across the vast ocean, lies the Liao Kingdom!" Murong Xue said in a deep voice, "But the Liao Kingdom already existed when our Wu Dynasty was founded. And to disintegrate the Wu Dynasty, they began to frantically infiltrate its interior, intending to disintegrate and destroy it!"

"Today, there are already quite a few Liao people in the court. As for the list, King Xiaoyao had already carved the names on bamboo slips before his death!"

"What? There are people from Liao in our court? This is impossible!"

"Yes, everyone here has been strictly screened. It's absolutely impossible!"

"Besides, the Liao Kingdom is just a small foreign country. How could it have the energy to infiltrate us?"

Not to mention the ministers, even Zhou Wanjiang didn't quite believe it: "Murong Xue, you have to provide evidence when you speak. Present the bamboo slips in your hand. I want to see who is from Liao?"

However, Murong Xue did not hand the bamboo slips to the eunuch. Instead, she continued, "Although the Liao Kingdom is small, they have been infiltrating the Wu Dynasty for hundreds of years. Not only the Wu Dynasty's court, but even the entire country is riddled with holes. There are spies from the Liao Kingdom everywhere. Unknowingly, we have been strangled by the Liao Kingdom!"

"Who knows, at some point, our Wu Dynasty will be completely dismembered by these people!"

"You want a list? Then I'll read the names on it to Your Majesty!"

As she spoke, Murong Xue unfolded the bamboo slips: "Minister of Revenue Li Qing, Vice Minister of Rites..."

Every time a name was read out, an official shuddered: "No, impossible! Asshole, you're slandering me!"

"Absolutely impossible! How could the Minister be from Liao? He's a senior official in the court!"

"Murong Xue, don't lie! Otherwise, we will definitely hold you accountable!"

Murong Xue was not afraid at all and continued to read the names on the list. Suddenly, she changed the subject: "Fifth Prince, Zhou Heng!"