On the eve of the Winter Mu Festival, with the help of caring people, Queen Meng Long of Beirong finally found out that after the eldest prince was assassinated, many clues of the murderer's escape to Luyan County were erased by the Meng family and the blame was put on the fifth prince.

Meng Long was furious and began to plan to clip the wings of the Ninth Prince.

November 25th is Winter Bath Festival.

At the hour of Xu, it was already dark, but the streets around Zhaixing Tower were brightly lit.

Although the people of Beirong did not have an easy life, as it was Beirong's grandest festival, everyone had a smile on their face.

The seventh prince appeared on the top of the Zhaixing Tower, looking very proud and proud, wearing a robe embroidered with a Saker Falcon, and a Saker Falcon followed him.

The new King of Beirong has not yet been elected, and Queen Meng Long should have performed the Winter Bathing Festival ceremony on his behalf.

However, Queen Meng almost fell ill because she was deceived by the Meng family and the Ninth Prince.

She intended to suppress the ninth prince, and when the seventh prince presented her with a cashmere blanket and other things, she ordered the seventh prince to scatter food and blessings to the people on her behalf.

The seventh prince was overjoyed.

He knew very well what this meant.

The ninth prince had been eliminated as a candidate for the throne by Queen Meng, and he himself stood out among the other four.

At this moment, the ninth prince glared at the seventh prince with vicious eyes.

He didn't know what had happened. He only knew that Meng Yi's housekeeper had a fight with Meng Qi. He wanted to find Meng Ye to find out, but was told that Meng Ye was missing.

The seventh prince went to the palace several times to find the queen, but was told that the queen was not feeling well and did not want to see anyone.

Why did the queen suddenly start to praise the seventh child?

The third prince, the eighth prince, and the tenth prince also looked at the seventh prince with dissatisfaction.

It was obvious that the plan was decided by everyone, but who knew that the benefits were taken by the seventh brother alone.

The seventh prince didn't care about the jealous looks of his brothers. He was patting the Saker Falcon beside him proudly.

It is said that Saker Falcon is the most difficult to tame, but he was lucky and picked up a very smart Saker Falcon. In just two or three days, he could make it understand what he said.

The seventh prince felt more and more proud as he saw more and more people gathering downstairs.

He wanted everyone to see that his ability to control the Beirong totem made him the king of Beirong.

Among the people downstairs, there were a few people arranged by the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and they would take the lead in worshiping him soon.

"The time has come. Please ask the Seventh Prince to bless all the people!"

Following the congratulatory officer's singing, the Seventh Prince walked step by step towards the highest point of the Zhaixing Tower, with Haidongqing following behind him.

The people downstairs started to make a commotion.

"Look, it's a Saker Falcon!"

"Oh my god, the Seventh Prince actually tamed a Saker Falcon?"

"God bless Beirong!"

……

The third prince, the eighth prince, the ninth prince, and the tenth prince stared fiercely at the seventh prince's rising figure. They really wished that he would fall from the Zhaixing Tower and be trampled to death like their father.

Unfortunately, things did not go as the four princes wished.

The seventh prince stood on the top floor and threw grain, dried fruits, dried meat and other things downstairs.

Someone has already taken the lead and knelt down.

The seventh prince lifted the Saker Falcon high up again.

"Go, Totem of Beirong, and bring happiness and peace to your people!"

The Seventh Prince's high-pitched voice sounded, and the Saker Falcon flew three circles around the Zhaixing Tower, and finally landed next to the Seventh Prince.

For a moment, the people were excited.

Led by those who cared, people kept shouting, "Long live the king!"

The Seventh Prince was like a king of the mountain touring his territory, waving and greeting from atop a tall building.

suddenly,

"Report! Urgent! The Jiyang army is marching north and has already entered Jiaozhou..."

A man rode a fast horse and galloped towards the palace not far from the Zhaixing Tower.

Some civilians who were unable to dodge were trampled by the horses' hooves and cried out in pain.

The Seventh Prince's smile froze and he turned and went downstairs.

The guards of the Seventh Prince’s Mansion protected the Seventh Prince in the middle.

Several sharp arrows suddenly flew towards the Zhaixing Tower, and all the lights on the tower went out.

In an instant, chaos broke out in the Zhaixing Tower.

The people living below the Zhaixing Tower had no idea what was going on.

Someone shouted, "Protect the prince!"

More than a dozen people rushed up to the Zhaixing Tower.

The guards from the Third Prince, Eighth Prince, Ninth Prince, and Tenth Prince's palaces also quickly gathered around.

But for some reason, and no one knew which guard started the fight first, soon the five guards started fighting each other.

"The five princes are under attack. Come and protect them immediately. Those who are meritorious in protecting their master today will be generously rewarded."

Someone's voice was heard, and more and more people came forward.

The small Zhaixing Tower was completely blocked.

The third prince shouted, "Don't fight, we are all on the same side. Let's go find the assassin first!"

As he shouted, he stabbed a dagger into the seventh prince's stomach.

The seventh prince grabbed the third prince's hand and wanted to curse, but was quickly stabbed a few more times.

In the darkness, the eighth and ninth princes were pale-faced. When they heard the seventh prince's screams, they wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

"Get out of here, all of you lowly people. Rong Lie, come and save me." This was the voice of the Ninth Prince.

Rong Lie was squeezed in the crowd and couldn't use his lightness skills at all.

He drew his knife, killed a few people, and wanted to go to the Ninth Prince, but was scratched on the face by the Saker Falcon.

The Saker Falcon hit the target with one strike and flew away with its wings flapping.

Rong Lie covered his eyes in pain, his heart ached. He looked down at the dagger piercing his chest and fell down... Beirong's Winter Mu Festival this year was even more tragic than last year.

The Ninth Prince suddenly attacked and killed the Seventh Prince, and then died in the fight with the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince.

Only the seriously injured third prince survived thanks to the desperate protection of his guards.

More than half of the personal guards of the princes' palaces were killed or injured. Everyone had their own story, but none of them could tell who was the first to attack.

No one, whether from the Meng family or the ministers, believed what the third prince said.

But now, they have no choice but to believe it or not.

Now, the only descendant of the late king is the third prince Rong Feng.

Although all the princes except the eldest prince who died early had offspring, Beirong was not like Dayu, who could skip the second generation and pass the throne to the third generation.

According to the tradition of the Northern Rong, as long as the prince is still alive, the prince's grandson has no right to succeed to the throne.

Therefore, the third prince Rong Feng is currently the only heir to the throne of Beirong.

However, whether Rong Feng could succeed to the throne was not their biggest concern at the moment. It was the sudden war launched by Dayu that made them panic.

The head of the Meng family entered the palace and left after a big quarrel with Queen Meng Long.

Meng Long was so angry that he threw a lot of things, but he didn't know what to do next.

Before she could even find out how her son died, the suspect was gone.

The nobles of Beirong were terrified by the sudden war.

The people of Beirong were even more panicked as they were forced to go to the battlefield again.

Beirong has a vast territory and a sparse population, and its grain production is even lower than that of Jiyang. The people of Beirong rely almost entirely on beef, mutton and dairy products for their livelihood.

But if the weather is bad, the grass on the grassland will die of drought or freezing, the cattle and sheep will not be able to survive, and the Beirong people will not be able to survive either.

Whenever a disaster struck, the imperial court did not think about how to alleviate the disaster, but about how to attack Dayu.

Going south to Yu has been the long-cherished hope of the northern Rong people for hundreds of years.

But more and more people feel that conquering Dayu is like an unattainable dream.

In every war, far more Beirong people died than those who died from disasters.

They didn't understand. Although Ji Yang's environment was not better than theirs, they were jealous of Ji Yang's good life in the past few years.

Even during the years when Jiyang suffered a major disaster, there were donations from Yucheng, Pingyao Prefecture and Beiming Prefecture.

Even though the donations were not enough to keep all the people in Jiyang alive, the prince of Jiyang Lin Palace led his soldiers to rob the State of Yan and did not force a single ordinary citizen to join the army.

The people of Ji Yang were not rich, and Prince Lin's mansion was also having a hard time.

But in Beirong, no matter how hard the people at the bottom suffered, the extravagant lifestyle of the upper class never changed...

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