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

At the same time, the tense situation in the capital soon alarmed Zhou Wanjiang again.

Zhou Wanjiang was furious when he saw the memorial coming up. He threw it to the ground angrily and glared at the eunuch below: "Pass the order down, the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards will be dispatched. Anyone in the city who dares to spread rumors or cause trouble will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the young eunuch going down, Zhou Wanjiang narrowed his eyes, and a hint of ruthlessness and decisiveness flashed in his eyes.

No, I can't delay any longer, otherwise, my plan is likely to change. Let these stupid guys make trouble in the capital, and I will go to pursue immortality.

Once I have truly discovered the secret of immortality, wouldn't it be easy to rule the world?

As for the Liao spies in the prison, Zhou Wanjiang had no time to examine them one by one, so he could only hand them over to the people from the Ministry of Justice and let them deal with them at will.

Zhou Wanjiang didn’t want to know what the final result would be. He just wanted to pack his luggage, find a substitute, and head to Lotus Mountain.

Not long after, Canglang walked in, supporting a man who looked exactly like Zhou Wanjiang. "Your Majesty, a replacement has been found!"

The fake Emperor Wu immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live Your Majesty!"

"stand up!"

Zhou Wanjiang shouted in a deep voice: "From now on, I want you to be dignified and remember your current status. You are now the emperor and the ruler of the Wu Dynasty! Everyone must submit to you!"

"Ah? Surrender at my feet? I, I..." The fake Emperor Wu was found temporarily. After disguise and voice training, he was basically no different from Zhou Wanjiang.

But the only drawback is that this guy is originally an ordinary citizen and has never seen a big scene. Zhou Wanjiang doubts whether this guy will wet his pants when he goes to court.

There was no time to look for anyone else, so Zhou Wanjiang could only patiently say, "Remember, no one will expose you, and no one can expose you. Your appearance and voice are the same as mine, so you are me!"

"Come on, try it and feel it!"

Under Zhou Wanjiang's guidance, the fake Emperor Wu gradually grew bolder. He put his hands behind his back and slowly paced around the room: "I, will I be the ruler of this Wu Dynasty from now on?"

"it is good!"

Seeing that the fake Emperor Wu had gotten into the role, Zhou Wanjiang was overjoyed. It was going even smoother than he had imagined. So, he only needed to let this guy stay with him for two days to learn his behavior habits, and he could basically leave the capital.

"You go down now!"

Watching the fake Emperor Wu leave, Canglang stood beside Zhou Wanjiang, looking straight ahead and keeping his mouth shut, truly doing what a death warrior should do.

Zhou Wanjiang looked at Canglang with great satisfaction, and pondered for a long time: "Canglang, from today on, you will go to the gunpowder factory to collect gunpowder and kerosene, and bury them on the city walls and various important streets in the capital. The location must be concealed!"

After explaining everything, Zhou Wanjiang ignored the panic in the capital and went back to his bedroom to rest alone. Canglang had some questions in his mind, but finally he held back and didn't say anything.

Being a loyal soldier trained since childhood beside Zhou Wanjiang, once he opens his mouth to care about his master's affairs, it means the beginning of his exposure.

Meanwhile, in Prince Xiaoyao's mansion, Zhou Chuxuan quietly listened to the news Nangong Yanling brought back: "Your Highness, Zhou Wanjiang has ordered the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards to arrest those who spread rumors and cause trouble in the city. Now many people dare not speak out!"

"Public opinion in the capital seems to be being suppressed. What should we do?"

Zhou Chuxuan sat up from the bed, playing with an orange in his hand, and said with a smile, "What should I do? It takes only one mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of effort to refute them. Let's see who can stop it faster, him or me!"

"Miss Nangong, I'll have to trouble you again. Go to the military camp and post these notices there. Also, I want to meet the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards!"

Nangong Yanling's mouth twitched: "Your Highness, military camp? Are you serious? The Royal Guards' camp is heavily guarded. Aren't you asking me to risk my life?"

"Miss Nangong, why are you still trying to hide your abilities at this point?" Zhou Chuxuan curled his lips. "We're now in a close partnership, so naturally we have to show our full sincerity! I'm not entirely sure how powerful you and your Nine Dragon Mountain troops are, but I do know the bottom line. A small Imperial Guards camp is no problem!"

Nangong Yanling gave Zhou Chuxuan a resentful look and said, "Alright, Your Highness! But if the people of Jiulong Mountain come under your command in the future, you are not allowed to keep those magical weapons to yourself!"

"Hahaha! We're all family, how can we have different opinions? Of course not. Whatever the Fuling Army has, you have it too!" Zhou Chuxuan patted his chest and promised, "Go, Miss Nangong, I'll be waiting for your good news! Of course, I'll also give you good news when you come back!"

Nangong Yanling went into the secret passage and went to do his business.

This secret passage was dug by Zhou Chuxuan and Nangong Yanling in turn. It leads to a remote place in the capital and can perfectly avoid the detection of spies.

Soon, Murong Xue walked into the room and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, there are many scholars kneeling at the gate of the palace, saying that they have come voluntarily to express their condolences for Your Highness!"

"Condolences?"

Zhou Chuxuan snorted lightly: "Let them in, and let Qiao'er go to the Fuling Army camp and bring some people back!"

Murong Xue immediately understood what was going on: "Your Highness, are you saying that there's something fishy among these scholars?"

"Most people will definitely have no problem, but think about it, how many people in the court don't believe I'm dead, or want to test me? They will definitely send people to hide among them!"

Zhou Chuxuan smiled and said, "Anyway, Zhou Wanjiang has already believed it. As for the others, whether they believe it or not is irrelevant! Arrest them and I will interrogate them one by one!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Soon, a group of scholars walked into the yard and knelt down and cried in front of Zhou Chuxuan's spirit tablet and coffin in the center.

"My Lord, Your Highness, you died tragically!"

"Your Highness, why don't you just be your crown prince? The future of the Wu Dynasty needs you!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is kind and generous. Even before his death, he was still thinking about being loyal to the Wu Dynasty. If only these court officials could be even half as loyal as Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness, now that the Liao Kingdom has invaded, the court is corrupt and the Wu Dynasty is on the verge of collapse. What should we do?"

"..."

Hearing the wailing sounds outside, Zhou Chuxuan's mouth twitched wildly. It was the first time in his life that he heard someone mourning for him, and crying so miserably!

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded outside.