Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

With the death of Yang Lin, the last pillar of the Sui Dynasty, the life of the Sui Dynasty also came to a countdown.

In less than seven days, Ran Min led his troops to conquer the entire Sui Dynasty. Except for the imperial capital, all other places fell into the hands of the Han Dynasty.

But the Imperial Capital is just a matter of one or two days.

within the imperial capital.

The palace was already in chaos, with all the civil and military officials gathered in it.

The battle report that came now clearly told them that the Great Sui Dynasty was completely finished.

Yang Guang's face on the throne was so gloomy that he could shed tears.

It is really ironic to say that the emperor is less than ten days old!

"Your Majesty, the Han army has surrounded the imperial capital layer by layer. We can't get out. Your Majesty hopes to make plans in advance!" Yu Wenhua and a civil servant came out from behind and bowed.

"Have you planned ahead? How to plan? Are you asking me to commit suicide?"

Yang Guang snorted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wenhuaji suddenly came out to pay homage: "Your Majesty's words make sense, and it should be so!"

Hearing this, Yang Guang looked at Yu Wenhuaji with wide eyes in disbelief.

What did he say just now?

Did you hear it wrong?

"I second my opinion and ask your Majesty to return to heaven!"

The voices of the civil and military officials made Yang Guang realize that this was not a mishearing, but the truth.

"you……"

Yang Guang pointed at Highness Wenwu and Yu Wenji, his face flushed.

"You are openly forcing me to commit suicide? Okay, okay, come here, I will see who dies first, you or me, today!" Yang Guangda shouted.

Even if he has to die, he will drag Yu Wenhua and them together today.

But it's a pity that for a long time after Yang Guang's words fell, the guards outside were as motionless as stone statues.

Yu Wenhuaji sneered: "Your Majesty, you'd better save your energy!"

Ever since Yuwen Chenglong left the imperial capital, Yu Wenhuaji has been constantly eliminating Yang Guang's influence without any effort, because the reason why Yang Guang ascended to the throne relied on the Yuwen family.

Before he had time to cultivate his own confidants, all the army generals in the imperial capital also worshiped Yu Wenhuaji.

"Yu Wenhuaji, you old thief!" Yang Guang finally realized that all this was done by the old guy in front of him. It was a shame that he trusted him so much.

wild ambition!

Yu Wenhuaji sneered, clapped his hands, and immediately several eunuchs walked out of the harem. The things they held in their hands made Yang Guang's eyes cold.

Poison wine, white silk, dagger...

"Your Majesty, make your own choice. After you finish, we will open the city and surrender."

Yu Wenhua and Youyoudao.

At present, all the civil and military officials in the imperial capital have no intention of fighting anymore. The real elites and capable ministers of the Sui Dynasty have followed Yang Jian and left. Most of the rest are just people who want to flatter themselves and have no real talent or learning.

They don't want to fight Zhao Zheng's army and just change their boss, no matter who they are.

"Yu Wenhuaji, you are truly my loyal minister!"

Yang Guang looked at the three paths in front of him with complicated eyes.

His father was strangled to death by his own hands. He didn't expect that he would follow in his footsteps so soon. It was ridiculous and unheard of!

"Your Majesty, please have a funeral!"

Yu Wenhuaji was the first to prostrate himself to the ground.

He was also helpless, not helpless to Yang Guang, but helpless to himself. Originally, he wanted to be the emperor, but now that he could not become the emperor, he had to give up the throne.

In fact, he was not happy either, but compared to his life, everything was meaningless.

There is also his own son. It is said that he is still alive. Yu Wenhuaji wants to enter the court of the Han Dynasty by dedicating the city. Now is the time for the Han Dynasty to employ people. Zhao Zheng will not use his talents and learning.

Yang Guang looked at all the ministers kneeling in the hall, with a sneer and self-deprecation on his face.

"In my time during the Sui Dynasty, martial arts rebellions occurred one after another, but who would have thought that I would be forced to death by a poor and rotten scholar. It is indeed a fateful moment."

As he spoke, he walked step by step towards the tray with Bai Ling on it.

The emperor has his own way of dying, and the blur of blood is inconsistent with his identity and imperial dignity!

Yu Wenhuaji looked at Yang Guang with a smile.

"We will definitely burn incense for His Majesty on the [-]th day of every lunar month!"

Yang Guang stepped onto the desk and wrapped Bai Ling around her.

"The setting sun is about to go back, and I am ecstatic when I look at it! Gentlemen, I will take a step forward and wait for you below!" After saying that, Yang Guang kicked the table over and hung his whole body in the air.

He struggled for a few breaths and then stopped for a moment.

The ten-day emperor's career came and went quickly.

This echoes the old saying, what is yours is always yours, even if you get it if it is not yours, it will eventually slip through your fingers like quicksand.

"I will respectfully send you off to your majesty's funeral!"

Yu Wenhuaji looked at the officials who were still prostrating and snorted coldly.

People are dead and they are still here pretending, what are you pretending to do!

He stood up and slowly came to Yang Guang, then looked at the dragon chair in front of him, walked over involuntarily, and then sat down.

Since Yang Jian's time, he has been very eager for this dragon chair. Sometimes he can even dream about himself sitting on the dragon chair at night, wearing a yellow robe.

Now I finally have this opportunity.

His Highness and his ministers all looked at each other in astonishment as they looked at Yu Wenhua and sitting on the dragon chair.

Although they are all from Yu Wenhuaji, the behavior of the other party is not normal. This has already happened in the Sui Dynasty. What is the meaning of the dragon throne? Does Yu Wenhuaji want to be emperor at this time?

This is interesting. If he really did that, the Han army would probably be the first to kill him when they entered the city.

"Don't panic, everyone, I'm just curious about what this dragon chair feels like."

Yu Wenhuaji waved and smiled. Then he said: "Any of you who are interested can sit on it and feel it."

I just sat there and watched those people frightened, all of them turned pale.

Listening to Yu Wenhuaji's words, everyone's eyes flashed with excitement. After all, they had never sat on the throne before.

Just like that, everyone lined up and went up and sat down one after another.

Yang Guang hung in the air, his eyes widened as if watching this scene.

That afternoon, Yu Wenhuaji led the civil and military officials to the city gate.

He directly ordered people to open the city gate and walked out.

Ran Min on the opposite side had already received the news, so he was not too surprised.

He walked over slowly with his army.

"Grand Master Yu Wenji of the Sui Dynasty met with General Ran Min, Prime Minister Jia Xu, and the heavenly soldiers were brave. We knew we were outmatched, so we executed Yang Guang, the traitor, and then surrendered the city!" Yu Wenhua said respectfully.

"Yang Guang is dead?"

Ran Min rode a tall horse to Yu Wenhuaji's side.

"Exactly!"

Just when Yu Wenhuaji raised his head, he saw Ran Min whipping him over.

"What the hell, who told you to kill Yang Guang, you idiot! Take him down here and lock him up with his good-for-nothing son."