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The messengers in the Hongwu circle are still dominated by pigeons.

When the three of Chu Ci entered the city, carrier pigeons kept flying by.

"Your Highness, do you want to call it down?"

"It doesn't have to be..."

Chu Ci stopped Xue Gang's reckless move, and the information conveyed was all under the control of Chu Ci.

There is no need to stop.

Besides, Chu Ci deliberately let these pigeons into the city for the purpose of deterring them.

At the head of the palace, Chu Yuan led [-] imperial guards to firmly surround the palace.

On the left and right of Chu Yuan, stood Yang Taichu and Pei Ji, who were talking in low voices with the old emperor who hadn't shown up for many years.

The content is naturally a matter of rebellion by Chu Ci.

The two were originally political enemies, but at this moment they were able to work together and speak out together.

Defining the matter as the prince's desire to fight for power and profit, it is today's act of approaching the city.

The old emperor has reached the age of seventy, and has long been unable to distinguish right from wrong.

There are only four people he trusts now.

Two noble concubines, and two pillars of the country who had a life-and-death relationship.

"Report..."

A spy galloped over and knelt down to the ground.

Yang Taichu took a deep look at the old emperor, and said in a deep voice, "Say."

"Report to Grand Master, Chang'an City fell, and the entire family of the city guard was killed by bandits."

"The coastal city fell, and the generals guarding the coastal area and their advisers were beheaded by the bandits."

"Dongguo City..."

One message after another made Yang Taichu and Pei Ji's complexions change drastically.

How could so many cities fall in just one day?

Since it was captured by bandits, it must be related to the prince.

But where do those gangsters have such a strong force, they can divide into multiple groups, and they can win many battles?
Yang Taichu suddenly thought of that thin figure.

Could it be that beside the prince, there is more than one immortal?
This thought was just born, and it immediately made the old teacher feel terrified.

If there is really a powerful force helping the prince, the Great Chu Kingdom will definitely be turned upside down.

The same is true.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of spies had already come, and the reports were varied.

As long as those bandits capture the city, they will kill officials or generals to demonstrate.

Hundreds of officials were killed in one day, and even the old emperor's eyelids twitched.

Something is not right.

If the prince rebels, at most he wants to gain imperial power.

Killing so many officials and generals is not good for the stability of the country.

Where can I find so many vacancies in a short time?

Chu Yuan is not dull, it's just that he was immersed in wine and sex in the past, and he can't get out.

Now standing at the head of the city, listening to the information from all over the place.

Chu Yuan immediately noticed the strangeness.

However, before he could sort out the clear context, three figures slowly walked up the pipeline in the palace.

The first person was Prince Chu Ci.

A hundred feet away, Chu Ci knelt on his knees and said in a clear voice, "I pay my respects to my father."

Chu Yuan was not angry and arrogant, and said: "You still see me as the emperor in your eyes?"

"Father, please forgive me."

Chu Ci got up and said: "Father has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and doesn't care about the government. I don't know that corruption has become common in the current Great Chu, and the people are in dire straits."

"Civilian officials are corrupt and pervert the law, military generals rob without discipline."

"Great Chu is already devastated, and the people's livelihood is dying."

Chu Yuan was furious: "Presumptuous, I am a big Chu and the world is peaceful, and all nations pay tribute. How can it be as unbearable as you said?"

Until now, Chu Yuan hadn't realized what Da Chu had become.

The Dachu he wanted to see was what those two powerful jesters showed him.

The real Da Chu is actually more terrifying than what Chu Ci said.

If no changes are made, within a few years, the Great Chu will be full of princes and fall apart.

Yang Taichu didn't dare to let Chu Ci go on, pointed at him and yelled: "Prince is bold, you want to rebel, but you still have to find some high-sounding reasons for yourself, it is really ridiculous."

The old emperor became what he is today, precisely because of the actions of the grand master who controlled the government.

In terms of crimes, Pei Ji can only be ranked second.

Chu Ci said unceremoniously: "Grand Master, don't worry, I will kill you today, and give an explanation to the people of Da Chu."

"you……"

What Yang Taichu was afraid of was that thin young man. After uttering this word, he found that he could not find the power to threaten Chu Ci.

He could only get closer to Chu Yuan, hoping that the prince would respect filial piety and not directly attack.

"You are bold."

Chu Yuan was extremely angry: "I am standing here today, but I want to see how you conspired against me?"

Chu Ci said: "Father, the son and minister are not rebellious, but are on the side of the Qing emperor."

The [-] imperial guards are ready to kill the three princes as long as the old emperor gives an order.

However, when Chu Ci's words fell, a figure immediately rose into the sky.

There's no point in debating.

Chu Ci didn't intend to continue talking.

I saw Chen Ping holding a dagger, and he appeared at the top of the city in an instant.

"Escort, escort..."

Yang Taichu had no choice but to bite the bullet and protect the old emperor. If he escaped at this time, he would surely die.

Pei Ji stretched out his fists, wanting to expose the identity of the innate master and fight back that figure.

The sword energy is coming.

Pei Ji still maintained the original movements, and Yang Taichu still looked terrified.

It's just that a sword energy pierced the eyebrows of the two of them.

The entire palace fell silent.

Looking at the figure standing in the air, there was a look of horror in his eyes.

What power is this?
It's not just as simple as taking the head of the ten thousand army, it's so fast that even the spear array of the [-] imperial guards can't be put out.

There were two sounds of "Plop, plop", and the two courtiers who brought disaster to the country and the people fell to the top of the wall.

A sharp shout came from the ear.

That was the terrified roar of the two noble concubines standing behind them.

But Chu Yuan didn't look back, his eyes were filled with that figure.

"Father, please forgive me."

Chu Ci did not know when he came to the top of the city, and sincerely bowed to the shocked Chu Yuan.

According to the agreed plan, it is not yet time to force the palace.

When the world is conquered and all the people return to their hearts, it will be the time when Chu Ci ascends the throne.

Chu Yuan's eyes changed from panic, to anger, to killing intent.

"Nizi, Nizi..."

Chu Yuanqi's body trembled: "Come here, kill this rebellious son directly."

"This……"

The leader of the Imperial Guard trembled, but he didn't dare to take the order and move forward.

That god-like figure put great pressure on him.

He had a feeling that as long as he moved a finger, the eyebrows would be pierced by sword energy immediately.

"Reverse, reverse, all reverse?"

Chu Yuan ran wildly at the top of the city, suddenly pulled out a soldier's saber, and slashed at Chu Ci.

With a sound of "Dang", a burst of sword energy bounced off the cross-knife, and Chen Ping in the air just casually pointed out a finger.

The force of the shock caused Chu Yuan's old body to fall to the ground.

On his face is the desolation of a hero's twilight, and the fear of facing a powerful force.

"Father really wants his son to die?"

Chu Ci felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly asked.

"Nizi, I can't wait to chop your bones apart."

"Yes, my son fulfilled my father's wish." Chu Ci got up quickly, grabbed the cross knife that fell to the ground, and straddled his neck.