Conquer the world with the system!

Finally, the sound of fighting disappeared completely.Among the three people in the hall, Mo Qingxun was staring at the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mo Zhaoyuan was sitting expressionlessly drinking tea that appeared from nowhere, and Mo Yuanxing, who was dressed in bright yellow pajamas, simply stood in front of the dragon. Lie down on the bed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince." A middle-aged man in his forties, wearing light armor, walked in, "The emperor was surprised that my minister was late in saving me."

"The general is serious." Mo Yuanxing lay flat on the bed, his voice was a little tired, "The prince and the general have done a great job in saving you, I am so relieved!"

"Thank you, Father, for your appreciation." Mo Zhaoyuan put down the teacup in his hand, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Father, I don't know how to deal with the rebellious party that participated in the rebellion tonight?"

When Mo Qingxun heard Mo Zhaoyuan's words, he immediately looked at Mo Yuanxing with burning eyes.

Mo Yuanxing didn't look at him, Mo Yuanxing slowly closed his eyes and said, "I'm a little tired, I'll leave these chaotic parties to the prince!"

"Yes, Royal Father." Mo Zhaoyuan's eyes deepened into a smile, "I will definitely fulfill my mission."

"Let's all back down!" Mo Yuanxing sighed, he knew that his youngest son would not easily let go of those who participated in the rebellion tonight, especially Mo Qingxun—but he didn't want to do it anymore, and he couldn't do it anymore.

The youngest son's attitude is already very clear. Mo Yuanxing ascended the throne at the age of 24 and has been emperor for 26 years, so he will not be unable to let go of the power in his hands.Mo Yuanxing is not a person with a strong desire for power. On the contrary, he is a person who can clearly see the form.After knowing that the prince was so powerful, he simply delegated power.

Mo Zhaoyuan turned his head and said to Mo Qingxun, "Are you following up by yourself, or are you going to ask the general to send someone to escort you away?"

"I'll go by myself!" Mo Qingxun said bitterly.

Mo Zhaoyuan was not annoyed, and turned to Chu Yunze, "Uncle, where should we go?"

"After all, it is a major matter of coercing the palace into rebellion. It is better for His Royal Highness to handle this matter in the side hall of the Xuanzheng Palace." Chu Yunze replied respectfully with a smile on his face.

The Xuanzheng Hall is the place where the officials of the Mo Dynasty went to court.The side hall of the Xuanzheng Hall, said to be a side hall, is actually a small palace called the Jiaotai Hall. If the emperor sometimes summoned the clan ministers after the next dynasty, it would be in the Jiaotai Hall.

Therefore, Chu Yunze's attitude was also very obvious.

He supports the crown prince assuming the throne, and it can even be said that even if the crown prince ascends the throne tonight, he agrees with it very much.

Hearing this, Mo Zhaoyuan nodded and said "yes", then walked towards Jiaotai Hall.The [-] Chu family troops behind them escorted [-] soldiers of the City Bingma Division—ten thousand of whom had died in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and walked towards the Hall of Jiaotai with great momentum.

Mo Qingxun didn't realize the confrontation between the two of them. His expression was resentful, but he wasn't too nervous.He seemed to be certain that Mo Zhaoyuan would not do anything to him, or in other words, Mo Zhaoyuan could not do anything to him.And the source of all his confidence is because of the golden finger system.

"Forcing the palace to seize the throne—mission failed—" Mo Qingxun heard the voice of the system rang in his head, "Punishment for failure—the system is temporarily disabled for one year—"

what?

System down for a year? !

Mo Qingxun's face changed drastically.

He couldn't imagine how to spend this year without the system.

Mo Zhaoyuan caught a glimpse of Mo Qingxun's uneasy expression, and raised his eyebrows.

"What is he thinking?" This was the first time Mo Zhaoyuan took the initiative to talk to cn170 after he said he didn't want to see cn170.

"Because he failed the mission to force the palace to seize the throne this time, he was punished." cn170 jumped out immediately, and replied quickly, with a hint of subtle flattery in his voice, "The punishment for failure is the temporary failure of the system for one year."

Xiaoyuan, do you feel it? I'm helping you!

I helped you get a legitimate position, and I also used this to beat Mo Qingxun.

Although I didn't say it, you should be able to guess it with your intelligence, right?

"Oh." Mo Zhaoyuan responded lightly, and stopped talking to cn170.

cn170:  …

What do you mean you didn't feel my help——

not really-

Why is he usually so smart and so stupid at this time——

Mo Zhaoyuan naturally couldn't feel the twisted help of cn170.After walking for a long time, everyone came to Jiaotai Hall.

The guards standing at the door saw the crown prince, General Chu, and Prince Jing walking to the door of Jiaotai Hall with 10,000+ soldiers and horses, and stopped them nervously.

"Prince..." The guard looked at the densely packed group of soldiers behind the prince, and swallowed silently.

What is the prince trying to do with so many soldiers?

Not to rebel...

What should I do if the prince wants to rebel?

Do I obey, or do I fight hard?

so tangled......

"Gu obeys the imperial father's orders to deal with the rebellious party that forced a confession tonight." Mo Zhaoyuan said expressionlessly, "Please don't hinder Gu, otherwise we will treat him as a rebellious party."

The guard of Jiaotai Palace: ...

I am at a loss for what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said.

But is this true, is it really to deal with the rebellious party, not Your Highness, are you planning to rebel?

But it’s definitely a threat to be regarded as a chaotic party, right——

So, the guard silently let him go.

It is not terrible to die in the line of duty. What is terrible is that after the death in the line of duty, he is still charged with rebellion against the party.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince completely hit the guard's weakness.

In Jiaotai Hall, Mo Zhaoyuan sat on the small dragon chair at the head calmly.The reason why it is called the Little Dragon Chair is because this high-back chair is exactly the same as the dragon chair in the Xuanzheng Palace, only a little smaller.Of course, the little dragon chair is also a dragon chair, and only the emperor can sit on it. Now that Mo Zhaoyuan, the prince, is sitting on it, the hidden meaning is self-evident.

Chu Yunze sat down in the first seat on the left, while Mo Qingxun was pushed and escorted by several Eastern Palace guards to kneel on the ground.Mo Zhaoyuan sat on the little dragon chair, condescending, and could clearly see the hatred in Mo Qingxun's eyes.

"Bring the leader in." Mo Zhaoyuan ignored him, and said to Chu Wunian at the side, "It's that...Master Wen Pinghe, the brother-in-law who is alone in the future."

"Yes." Chu Wunian replied respectfully, and then walked out of the hall.Not long after, he came back, followed by three people, two soldiers of the Chu family army escorted a handsome young man in his 20s and walked in.

He looks somewhat similar to Wen Youxiang, but the lines on his face are tougher, and he looks like a military general.

Mo Zhaoyuan watched Wen Pinghe kneel under the escort of those two soldiers, the expression on his face was still indifferent.

Wen Pinghe's expression is also very calm, not at all like Mo Qingxun - the anger on his face is so obvious that people can see it at a glance.

"Master Wen, what do you want to say?" Mo Zhaoyuan spoke slowly, his voice was neither happy nor angry, and even had some imperceptible leisurely.

"Winner and loser, I have nothing to say." Wen Pinghe calmly answered his question.

Winner and loser...

Even if this word was to be said, Mo Qingxun should have said it, right?Speaking from Wen Pinghe's mouth, it felt a bit weird no matter what.

"What I'm curious about is, why did you choose to help Prince Jing's son?" Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, not obsessed with the phrase "winners lose bandits".

When Wen Pinghe heard Mo Zhaoyuan's words, he smiled faintly.There was a hint of lightness in that smile, and there was some obscurity that Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't understand.

"Why? There are so many whys!" The smile on Wen Pinghe's face came from the heart, which made people feel strange and even creepy, "Why? Because you want to marry Yihuan!"

Mo Zhaoyuan frowned subconsciously.

Wen Pinghe's answer made him feel uncomfortable instinctively, this feeling is quite subtle and hard to describe.It's like...a beggar being hunted down for property that doesn't belong to him.

Although it is not appropriate to use a beggar to describe myself.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhaoyuan restrained his expression.

"Does Wen Youxiang know about the fact that you forced the palace to rebel?" Mo Zhaoyuan continued to ask.

"This is the crime of sitting on the nine clans. Are you going to let the Wen family go because of a future princess?" Mo Qingxun said coldly, looking at Mo Zhaoyuan with disdain and sarcasm.

Many times, Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't understand why Mo Qingxun always had a sense of superiority in front of him, such as now.

"General Chu, please shut up the mouth of this chaotic party, I'm so upset." Mo Zhaoyuan waved his hand, ignoring Mo Qingxun.

After Chu Yunze heard the prince's order, he immediately carried out the task quickly and stuffed a ball of cloth into Mo Qingxun's mouth.

For Mo Zhaoyuan, his ears finally became quiet; but for Mo Qingxun who was treated like this, his whole body was not well.

Since crossing into this world, he has never been insulted so much!

Mo Qingxun stared at Chu Yunze bitterly, his eyes were sore, but General Chu didn't even look at him, he wholeheartedly looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was sitting at the top with a condescending expression.

"If I say, this is only my decision, and no one else knows, will you let the Wen family go?" Wen Pinghe's voice was a bit obscure, and he stared firmly into Mo Zhaoyuan's eyes, trying to see clearly The reality in the other party's eyes.

But in the end he failed.

Those slanted phoenix eyes, apart from the slight dizziness at the end of the eyes, there are only two black pupils that are as clear as glass. They are beautiful, but they are really lacking in popularity. Not to mention letting people see his heart clearly.

Mo Zhaoyuan lifted his chin slightly, and finally there was an expression on his face.

It was a faint sarcasm, with a hint of humor, as if it were a fairy.

"Do you think..." He slightly raised the corners of his lips, obviously not smiling, but he insisted on showing an elegant smile, "Are you qualified to talk to Gu about any conditions?" He said softly, It's as easy as talking about today's weather: "If you let go of the Wen family, it's because you are magnanimous; if you don't let go of the Wen family, it's your own fault."

His voice was soft, but full of coldness and cruelty that he didn't care about the fate of the Wen family.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't care about the Wen family at all.

The entire Wen family, a big Wen family, he only cared about Wen Qiche.

Even, because of Wen Qiche's experience in this life, he was still somewhat dissatisfied with the Wen family.

"If you are worried about the Wen family, why don't you ask Gu Gu." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled softly, "If Gu Gu is in a good mood, maybe you won't involve too many people." Holding Mo Qingxun who was kneeling on the ground and covering his mouth, a trace of mockery flashed across his glass-like eyes: "It's not like King Jing's mansion, we must kill them all..."

The expression on Wen Pinghe's face was very strange, he seemed to have hatred towards Mo Zhaoyuan—although Mo Zhaoyuan didn't know where this hatred came from—but it was more of a compromise and helplessness.

"Okay..." He sighed, "I can tell you the plan of Prince Jing, everything I know."

Hearing Wen Pinghe's words, Mo Qingxun's eyes sharpened.