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

"Haha, Your Highness, you are so brave! I am here, who are you crying for?"

Yang Li strode in from outside, his face full of ferocity, a long sword in his hand, and dozens of guards followed behind him. He rushed into the yard in an instant and surrounded these scholars.

An elderly scholar named Wang stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Although I may not have achieved much success or fame, I am definitely not one to flatter. As the Crown Prince, have you ever done anything you should do?"

Yang Li stood there unhurriedly, looking at the old scholar with a cold gaze: "Okay, old man, then tell me, what exactly did I fail to do?"

"Even before his death, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was devoted to his country, uncovering all the Liao spies, quelling the rebellion of the foreign races in the northern border, and quelling the banditry in the coastal areas. Isn't that enough? What have you done?"

Facing the old scholar's questioning, Yang Li sneered: "What does what I do have to do with you? You are nearly fifty years old, but you are still a scholar. Aren't you just a waste? What qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

"I advise you to go back now and study your sage books. Don't get involved in the affairs of the court anymore. This is not your place!"

"As for what you just said, as long as you kneel down and apologize to me, I will consider letting you go!"

"Wishful thinking!" The old scholar, though a failed scholar until his death, had a deep-seated passion for serving his country. He angrily shouted, "You bastard! You're an outsider to begin with. You stole the Crown Prince's position, and yet you have the audacity to come here?"

"Asshole! Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?" Yang Li was furious and slashed at the old scholar's neck with a sword.

"Mr. Wang, get out of the way!"

The scholars around him cried out in surprise, but it was too late. The long sword was about to fall on the old scholar's neck. The distance was too close. They were all a group of scholars who were weak and could not resist it.

At this critical moment, Murong Xue took action boldly, blocking Yang Li's sword with a sword, and protecting the old scholar behind her.

"Murong Xue, what do you want to do? This old beast actually dared to insult me. I am the prince, the heir to the Wu Dynasty. How can I allow a lowly person to insult me?" Yang Li made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him immediately drew their swords and surrounded Murong Xue and the group of scholars.

Murong Xue sneered, "Your Highness, the coffin and spirit tablet of King Xiaoyao are placed in this courtyard. What do you intend to do by barging in here with guards and swords in hand? Could it be that King Xiaoyao cannot rest in peace even after his death?"

"Hmph, I heard that someone here seemed to be talking about me, so I rushed over! I didn't expect this group of poor and pedantic scholars to actually deny me as the Crown Prince behind my back. How can this be tolerated?"

Yang Li said in a deep voice, "I am following the orders of my father to clear up the rumors in the capital. Anyone who dares to spread rumors and cause trouble will be killed without mercy!"

The old scholar stepped forward and said coldly, "Spies from the Liao Kingdom have invaded the Wu Dynasty. Instead of dealing with them, you have caused unrest in the capital, making everyone feel insecure. Now you are turning against us? You don't deserve to rule this country!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Xue's face changed drastically. She immediately turned around and glared at the old scholar, groaning in her heart.

This old scholar is really a fool. With just this sentence, he can be directly charged with treason, and even the punishment of punishing all nine generations of his family would not be excessive.

Sure enough, a hint of pride flashed in Yang Li's eyes: "Okay, Murong Xue, did you hear what this old beast said? He is planning a rebellion!"

"Come here, arrest all these people for me. If anyone dares to resist, kill them without mercy!"

Just as Yang Li's men were about to attack, they heard a loud shout from outside the door: "Stop!"

It turned out that Han Bin had arrived in time with his Fuling Army soldiers and surrounded the entire mansion. Han Bin strode up to Yang Li and said coldly, "Prince Xiaoyao's mansion, no one is allowed to disturb it!"

"Han Bin? What are you doing here?"

Yang Li obviously didn't expect Han Bin to show up at this time. "I'm arresting the person who spread rumors and caused trouble. What are you going to do? Are you going to rebel?"

"rebel?"

"Haha, Yang Li, you are the one who is rebelling, right?" Han Bin was not afraid at all. He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately raised their AKs and aimed at Yang Li's men.

"No matter what you want to do, no one is allowed to approach Prince Xiaoyao's palace, and no one is allowed to search. This is the order issued by His Majesty. This plaque is equivalent to a red seal and an iron certificate. What? Are you planning a rebellion?"

"you!"

Yang Li was horrified. He had actually forgotten about this matter, forgotten that the plaque of King Xiaoyao's palace was equivalent to a red-lettered iron certificate.

After Emperor Wu asked him to investigate those who spread rumors and caused trouble on the streets, Yang Li's first impression was to go straight to Zhou Chuxuan's mansion. To be honest, he really couldn't believe that Zhou Chuxuan was dead.

A dead man could actually come up with such a big plan before his death, and could even predict what would happen after his death, which now caused chaos in the capital.

"If you don't leave now, it will be considered disrespectful to the Red Book and Iron Certificate, and the Fuling Army will kill you on the spot!"

Looking at the black muzzles of guns around him, Yang Li swallowed his saliva with a grunt. Although he had never seen the true power of this thing, he knew that it seemed to be called "Equality of All Beings".

Just hearing the name is scary enough, and this thing must have been made by Zhou Chuxuan. The things he made are weirder than each other, so it’s better not to confront him head-on.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Yang Li looked at the group of old scholars unwillingly, and finally looked at the depths of the yard, then retreated angrily with a group of soldiers.

Just after Yang Li left, Han Bin did not leave. Instead, he led the Fuling Army soldiers to surround the group of scholars, leaving everyone confused.

The old scholar quickly stepped forward and asked in confusion, "General, we are here to offer our condolences to His Highness. What do you mean by this?"

Han Bin chuckled, "Don't be afraid, old man. We mean no harm! We just heard there might be spies in your team, so we came here to ferret them out!"

"spy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the scholars changed drastically. They looked at each other, and a look of panic appeared on their faces.

The old scholar was also startled. He turned around and glanced at everyone, then said with a smile: "General, you are mistaken, right?"