Rebirth: Degenerate S*ave Abuses Tyrant

A fire broke out in the Ninglu Palace, King Jin Wei was buried in the sea of ​​flames. The news spread from Hefang City, spread throughout Beiyan, and soon spread to other countries.

The whole world was in an uproar, who would have thought that the famous Luo Wei would have such a dismal ending.Many monarchs of various countries thought that Luo Wei would be the next person to support the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After Emperor Xingwu heard the news of Luo Wei's death, he passed out on the spot.

"Is this news reliable?" The imperial physician was busy rescuing Emperor Xingwu, but Long Xuan also couldn't stand up, holding his breath, and asked the official of the Ministry of Rites who came to report, "Is it Beiyan's letter of credence?"

"Yes," Chief Li handed over the letter of credence from Beiyan to Long Xuan.

When Long Xuan opened the credential, he couldn't hold it steady, and before he read it, he tore a hole in the credential.

The letter of credence was written by Sima Qingsha himself, and there were not many words. It just said that when the night palace accidentally caught fire, the Condensation Palace where Luo Wei lived collapsed in the fire, and Luo Wei unfortunately died in the fire.

"The person is dead, where is the body?" Long Xuan smashed the credential on the ground, and asked the official of the Ministry of Rites sharply: "Where is the person who sent the credential? Ask him to come see me!"

"Yes," the official of the Ministry of Rites retreated tremblingly.

Long Xuan turned his head to look at the unconscious Emperor Xingwu on the dragon couch, and asked Wei Taiyi, the head of the imperial physicians, "How is my father?"

Imperial Physician Wei hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is being furious, and you will be fine when you wake up."

Long Xuan turned his face away and walked out of the hall.

Doctor Wei stood there stunned, this one just needs Emperor Xingwu not to die?He hasn't finished his words yet, under Emperor Xingwu's rage, his health can only get worse, and if he continues to be so sad and angry, they will wait for the national funeral in Dazhou!The second prince was really good, Emperor Xingwu was lying there, he didn't even have the patience to listen to his imperial physician finish his sentence.

Outside the hall, Long Xuan stood in the corridor, looking at the envoy of Beiyan standing under the steps.

The envoys of Beiyan were so oppressed by Long Xuan's cold eyes that they couldn't lift their heads. A prince of Da Zhou was sent to Beiyan's palace. The job of reporting the funeral was indeed not done by humans.

"You say my sixth brother is dead?" Long Xuan finally asked.

"Yes, Lord Jin was unfortunately unable to escape from the flames," said the envoy, "My family's long live is also very sad."

"Why was there a fire in your Beiyan Palace that day? So many palaces were not burned, only the Ninglu Palace where my sixth younger brother lived? How big is the fire, and the people in the palace can't escape?"

Long Xuan's three questions in a row made Beiyan envoys sweat.

"Answer my question," Long Xuan asked forcefully.

"It's because of the careless use of fire," said the envoy, "That's the fire, it started from the Condensation Hall."

"It was burnt from the Condensation Hall?" Long Xuan said: "Your family's long live is not what it said in the national scriptures, your monarchs and ministers are talking all over the place, which one should I believe?!"

The envoy hurriedly went through the content of the letter of credence in his mind, and then said: "Your Highness, the fact is true. Long live my family also said that there was a fire in the palace, and the Condensation Palace collapsed in the fire."

"Okay," Long Xuan said, "Even if your family's long live words are not clearly written, what about the body of my sixth brother? You came to my Da Zhou to report the funeral, and you didn't know how to bring his body back? My prince of Da Zhou, could it be?" Will you still be buried in Beiyan?!"

The envoy lowered his head even lower. The charred corpse in the Ninglu Palace was cremated into ashes by his own Long live family, and he put it in a jade jar, which he carried with him all day long. No one would persuade him to leave the jade jar. .

"I'm asking you." Seeing the envoy's expression of panic, Long Xuan convinced him even more that this matter was definitely not as simple as a fire in the palace.

"The fire was too intense that day," said the envoy, "Prince Jin's body has not been found."

"You mean that not only did Luo Wei die in the fire, but he didn't even keep the body?" Long Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the envoy, "I want to see people when I'm born, and I want to see corpses when I die. How do you believe that Luo Wei is dead?!"

The envoy was sweating profusely. If the two countries were not at war, he would have walked out of the palace in Dazhou, worried that he would still be alive.

"Sima Qingsha is too deceitful!" Long Xuan withdrew his hand, looked at the envoy and said, "Before the matter is clear, you should stay in my Dazhou for a while."

When the envoy heard that Long Xuan was going to detain him in Dazhou, he became anxious, and immediately said to Long Xuan: "Your Highness, the death of King Jin is true, how can I, Beiyan, make fun of such things? Beiyan, it's also our Beiyan who didn't take good care of me, and my Long Live family is also very sorry."

"Put him down!" Long Xuan didn't believe what the envoy said, and said to the left and right: "No one from Beiyan is allowed to let go!"

The warrior in front of the hall came up and twisted the envoy's arm.

"Your Highness," the envoy shouted at Longxuan, "Are you going to attack the envoys of other countries?! Dazhou prides itself on being a state of etiquette, and this is how you deal with me?"

Long Xuan looked at the envoy coldly, and said: "People should respect themselves, and people respect them. Since you can't tell the truth, then I will give you time. When you want to tell the truth, I will listen carefully."

"Speak the truth next sentence!"

"My patience is limited, don't make me wait too long!" After Long Xuan finished speaking, he waved to the warriors in front of the hall.

Regardless of the envoy's struggle, the warriors in front of the palace covered the envoy's mouth and dragged him away.

"Your Majesty!" There were exclamations from the crowd again in the hall.

Long Xuan turned around and entered the hall, and saw Emperor Xingwu lying on the side of the dragon couch with a puddle of blood on the ground.

"Your Majesty!" Imperial Physician Wei said anxiously to Emperor Xingwu: "You must mourn! The prince has a spirit in heaven, and he will not rest in peace when he sees you like this!"

Emperor Xingwu cried loudly: "How could Wei'er rest in peace? I said that I would protect him for the rest of his life, but I didn't expect that it was me who caused him to die in a foreign land! Even if I died, what face would I have to see their mother and son?! Wei'er , I killed him!"

"Father," Long Xuan walked to the dragon couch and called Emperor Xingwu.

"Where's Wei'er's corpse?" Seeing Long Xuan, Emperor Xingwu asked, "The corpse was brought back? Take me to see him!"

"You all step back," Long Xuan said to everyone in the hall.

Everyone waited for Emperor Xingwu's instructions.Now no one would dare not listen to Long Xuan's words, but this place is still Changming Palace anyway, in front of Emperor Xingwu, they still want to take Emperor Xingwu as their leader.

"Back off," Emperor Xingwu suddenly had a glimmer of hope at this moment, maybe Long Xuan had something inside to tell him that Luo Wei is not dead, is this just a trick of Bei Yan?

Everyone retreated together, leaving the father and son in the hall to talk alone.

"Wei'er is not dead?" Emperor Xingwu couldn't wait to ask Long Xuandao when the palace door was closed from the outside again.

"Sixth Brother is dead," Long Xuan said.

Emperor Xingwu was powerless and fell down on the dragon couch. After a long time, he said: "Then where is the corpse?"

"The people of Beiyan said that the fire was too strong that day, and the sixth brother has no bones left, father," Long Xuan said to Emperor Xingwu with his head down, "I beg your condolences. The sixth brother is dead, and people cannot be resurrected. I also hope that my father will take good care of the dragon body."

Emperor Xingwu spat a mouthful of blood on the pillow towel, and fainted again.