Hurry up and be a good mother-in-law

Chapter 152 The Daughter-in-Law Was Once a Brothel Girl 37
At the last moment of his life, the leader with a big black pot on his head secretly cursed the culprit hundreds of thousands of times, and left with hatred.

The emperor was taken over by the new team, and was led to turn around and go to the opponent's lair.

On the road, he encountered the team that came to fight for him again...

He has been robbed and robbed, and more than a dozen rebel teams have been taken over and over again.

Every team has been severely injured and suffered heavy losses, and some even exist in name only.

He is like a disaster star, wherever he goes, people will die.

His chubby body had lost several rounds of weight loss, and he no longer had the slightest aloofness in the past, and his head drooped like a cabbage that hadn't been watered for a week under the bright sun on a June day.

Seeing that they were fighting almost the same, Han Jianming started to move. The troops were divided into several groups, led by himself and a few outstanding Jiangtian villagers, and recovered all the remnants of the dozen or so rebel teams.

Expanded the force to a terrifying 50.

Take this mighty force to surround the lair of the last rebel army.

The emperor is here.

50 troops besieged the city, and the pressure was unbearable. I heard that the other party was treating the prisoners preferentially, and many soldiers surrendered and surrendered.

After receiving the news, the coach of this team is busy holding the enthronement ceremony, and the emperor has already written a letter of abdication, passing the throne to him in a legitimate manner.

He was wearing a bright yellow embroidered gold dragon robe, holding a newly made crown, his hand trembled and almost fell off.

He had guessed that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Ever since he found that the rebel army was getting smaller and smaller, he became aware of it. Later, he heard that Han Jianming had recovered the remaining troops, and he became more and more sure.

I also understand why he handed over the emperor who was sent to him in the first place, in order to let them kill each other, so as to reap the benefits.

What a resourceful and courageous young man.

If it was him, even if he thought of such a strategy early, he would not dare to implement it. If he succeeds, he will get it done once and for all, but if he loses, he will get nothing.

Moreover, even if they knew his strategy at the beginning, they couldn't avoid getting involved.

They want to be the emperor too much.

"I don't care about him, just let them surround him enough!" He asked his followers to help him put on the crown, and began the ceremony under the guidance of the previous emperor.

His soldiers were almost running out, he didn't care, his city gate was opened by someone, he didn't care, Jiang Tiancun's team entered the city, he didn't care.

After finishing the process with one heart and one mind, he sat on the high imitation large dragon chair and watched Han Jianming, accompanied by his parents, lead the people to rush over and surrounded them.

There was a wave of fluctuation on the numb face of the former emperor, and he turned his head to run away, but was held down by several people and pushed aside.

"It's a coincidence that you came here." He stood up from the dragon chair and sighed, "Han Jianming, in fact, I thought about bringing people to surrender and submit to you. Unfortunately, you are a person who can't rub the sand in your eyes, so you can't accept it." A person like me who has done a lot of evil in the past may not kill me, but it is absolutely impossible to reuse me."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "It's okay, finally, I've really become the emperor for a while, and under your witness, I have no regrets."

All three members of the family guessed what he was going to do, so they didn't stop him, allowing him to take out his sword and wipe his own neck.

Blood splattered, staining the large, gleaming golden dragon chair red.

"What should we do now?" Tian Wanniang's eyes switched back and forth between her son and the former emperor.

(End of this chapter)