Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 6.11

"You, you..." The tense nerves of Emperor Tianming broke in an instant.

"Father," Meng Zezhi said blankly: "Do you want to ask, how did I know about this?"

He panted roughly, tears falling down: "Who would have thought that the lonely, gentle and virtuous princess would take the opportunity to go to the Huguo Temple to worship the Buddha on the fifteenth of each month and Qin Shi would have a private meeting in the Zen room! "

The officials were in an uproar, and even the gaze that looked at Meng Zezhi changed color.

It's miserable, it's miserable.

It doesn't matter if he was treated as cannon fodder by his beloved father, and now even the aunts whom he always valued have become the adulterous sons born from the fornication between his wife and his rival.

The most important thing is that, looking at the reaction of Emperor Tianming, he clearly knows this matter.

No wonder that among the grandchildren, the emperor's favorite is Qin Shuzhi.

To save others by oneself, if you are treated so mercilessly by your relatives, I am afraid you will not be reconciled.

Thinking of this, they suddenly felt sympathy for the prince.

"You, you... the evil barrier..."

Hearing this, the old man in the crowd couldn't stand the shock. He was anxious and fainted without catching a breath.

"Master Yuan, Master Yuan..."

The Emperor of Heaven reacted immediately, and he subconsciously wanted to refute.

But he didn't want Meng Zezhi to not give him a chance at all. He said sadly: "No wonder, it's no wonder that Ming Ming Qin Shi is already a useless person, but you still have to support him."

what?

Qunchen spirits lifted up.

Waste?

Is it what they think?

Their eyes fell on Qin Shi's lower body in unison.

The Emperor of Heaven's pupil tightened.

Meng Zezhi's hand shook again, and the wound on Qin Shi's neck deepened for an instant, blood dripping down the blade to the ground.

Qin Shi's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror: "No, Qin Hao, you can't kill me..."

With that, in full view, the middle part of the robe that Qin Shi was wearing got wet.

The princes and ministers couldn't help frowning, and the prince was unpopular and much stronger than Qin Shi.

"Stop—" The Emperor of Heaven took a breath: "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Meng Zezhi's face pulled down for an instant, and he looked at Emperor Tianming: "Father, you are too old. It is inevitable that you will have a lack of energy when dealing with things. Give the Zen position to your son, let him share your worries for you."

"You..." Don't think about it.

It was Qin Shi who reacted first, but before he could finish speaking, the long knife in Meng Zezhi's hand flicked again. He naturally closed his mouth when he ate the pain, but the resentment and unwillingness in his eyes were exposed. His mood at the moment.

The family officials headed by the Xie family immediately went to work and knelt to the ground: "Please abdicate your majesty to the virtuous."

As he was talking, the sound of fighting outside the hall was getting closer, and it was obvious that the soldiers and horses of the family had already killed them.