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

Xu Hanyan's words immediately made everyone present nervous, and they all looked at her with bated breath.

Erhu's eyes flashed with coldness: "Crown Princess, please inform us quickly. The Crown Prince will be returning to the court soon. This matter cannot be delayed!"

"it is good!"

Noon.

The south gate of the capital was crowded with people. There was a high platform in the center, and the surrounding people surrounded it in three layers.

Emperor Wu sat high up in the sky, and below him were a thousand imperial guards. Swords, spears, and halberds were everywhere, flashing coldly and exuding murderous aura.

As time passed, it was almost three quarters past noon, and a group of soldiers escorted the delegation up.

"For an overseas foreign nation openly breaking into the Eastern Palace at night with the intention of killing our Wu Dynasty Crown Prince, they are guilty of the death penalty!"

Emperor Wu stood up, his aura of majesty undeniable, his every gesture shaking the hearts of countless people: "Today, I will behead you all!"

Yale Leng opened his eyes and looked around, but did not see Zhou Chuxuan, and felt a little confused.

But he decided to take a gamble and shouted in public as planned: "Emperor Wu, do you know who I am? I am Yale Leng, the younger brother of the Liao King!"

"If you kill me, the Liao Kingdom will crush the entire Wu Dynasty and tear your tendons and skin apart, grinding your bones into ashes!"

"We will dance in your ancestral temple and turn all the people of the Wu Dynasty into our slaves!"

The members of the delegation shouted, "Emperor Wu, do you dare to kill us? If the news spreads, the Liao Kingdom will definitely go to war with the Wu Dynasty!"

"Come and kill us!"

Provocative shouts came one after another, and the faces of the people below suddenly changed, and they shouted in anger.

"A mere foreign nation dares to go to war with the Wu Dynasty? Your Majesty, execute them!"

"That's right, Your Majesty! Kill them! Show these foreign nations a lesson!"

Even though the people below were shouting angrily, none of the civil and military officials around them dared to speak. They all lowered their heads and remained silent.

They are not the lower-class people. They have to consider their official hats. If they talk nonsense and become the first to speak out, they may lose their lives.

Emperor Wu's face became increasingly ugly. He had not expected that the envoys from several small foreign countries would still dare to shout when they were about to die. He immediately stood up and glanced around with a sharp gaze.

"My dear ministers, a small foreign nation is attempting to provoke our Wu Dynasty. Who dares to lead troops to defend the border and fight the Liao Kingdom?"

Unexpectedly, after these words were spoken, the ministers below remained silent, leaving Emperor Wu's words floating in the air for a long time without any response.

Emperor Wu's pupils shrank slightly, his fists clenched, and he stared at everyone: "The civil officials don't respond. Is it possible that there is no brave military commander in my Wu Dynasty?"

"Don't you see that a small foreign nation has dared to break into the Eastern Palace at night and cause trouble, and now dares to mock and challenge the majesty of the Wu Dynasty?"

"Haha, the Wu Dynasty is nothing more than this. If you are afraid of the power of the Liao Kingdom, then you should stop fighting and surrender with courtesy as soon as possible. I guarantee that you will not lose your title of nobility!"

A hint of joy flashed in Yale Leng's eyes. He didn't expect that the generals of the Wu Dynasty were such a bunch of cowards.

"Assholes! Assholes! Ministers of the Wu Dynasty have been frightened by a few dying foreign envoys. What use do I have to you?"

This was not happening in the Taiji Hall, but at the South Gate. There were thousands of people watching below. The emperor's reputation and the dignity of the royal family were gone just like that.

The people below naturally noticed this scene and talked about it.

"Why are the officials of the imperial court silent? Are they afraid of these people from foreign and small nations?"

"We are the people of the Wu Dynasty. Are the royal family members not as strong-willed as us common people?"

Seeing the situation becoming chaotic and increasingly out of control, Yale Leng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer, and became more and more convinced that he could survive.

All the civil and military officials had lost the will to resist, and there was not even a general who could stand up. If they were killed, who would resist the Liao army?

Emperor Wu's face revealed deep disappointment. He put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and thought for a long time. Finally, he said unwillingly: "I declare that the execution will be carried out today..."

Before he could finish his words, a high-pitched voice came from a distance.

"My hair is standing on end with anger, I lean on the railing, and the rain stops!"

"Look up to the sky and laugh loudly, raise your eyes and look up, your heart is filled with passion and excitement!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene, where Zhou Chuxuan was stumbling towards them, carrying a wine jug and chanting something as he walked.

Emperor Wu frowned, his face as gloomy as before a storm. He didn't expect that his foolish son would come out at this time and embarrass himself.

This is not the Taiji Hall, but they are behaving like this in front of countless people. How can they save the royal family's dignity?

"Go, take this rebellious son away! Don't embarrass yourself here!" Emperor Wu ordered the old eunuch beside him.

"According to the order!"

The old eunuch came to Zhou Chuxuan and grabbed his arm tightly: "Your Highness, let's go back first! This is not a place to play!"

"Play? Who wants to play?" Zhou Chuxuan asked back. There was no more foolish look in his eyes. Although he was drunk, his eyes seemed particularly deep, which startled everyone.

"Thirty years of fame are but dust, eight thousand miles of journey are but clouds and moon. Don't wait till your hair turns grey and you are filled with regret!"

Seeing that Zhou Chuxuan was still shouting and even approaching the platform, the Second Prince Zhou Heguan hurried forward and said, "Father, I will go and take my sixth brother away!"

"Wait!" Emperor Wu suddenly raised his hand to stop Zhou Heguan, with Zhou Chuxuan's words constantly echoing in his mind.

Thirty years of fame and glory are dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of journey are clouds and moon!

How come he had never heard of such a magnificent poem before? And it actually came from Lao Liu's mouth?

Yale Leng was also stunned, not understanding what Zhou Chuxuan was doing.

Zhou Chuxuan sneered as he drank and approached the generals: "The shame of Xiliang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished?"

The low rhetorical questions were like heavy hammers hitting everyone's hearts, making them tremble and look at Zhou Chuxuan in disbelief.

Many civil officials were infected by the patriotic sentiments expressed in the poems, and could not help but shed tears of regret, lowering their heads in grief, anger and shame.

The general clenched his fists tightly, blood rushing to his forehead, and he really wanted to rush to the battlefield of war the next moment.

But the ministers were more surprised. The Crown Prince's expression just now did not sound like something a fool could say.

Emperor Wu's pupils suddenly shrank. These words exploded in his mind like thunder, and even made his blood boil for a moment, as if he had returned to his youth.

Is this really his sixth brother?

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhou Chuxuan, who was standing drunk on the platform.

Zhou Chuxuan slowly walked up to Yale Leng with a scornful smile. The next moment, he poured all the remaining wine in the jug onto Yale Leng's face.