Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 303, Emperor Qing left Beijing and went to Dadong Mountain. Liu Hong demanded the deposed Crown Prince Li Chengqian!

Chen Pingping gently stroked his chest, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

For Ye Qingmei, he could sacrifice his life and assassinate Emperor Qing.

But for the sake of Qing Kingdom, Ye Qingmei must die, and Liu Hong, who chose violence, must also die!

Fan Xian patted his sleeves and pushed Chen Pingping into the Supervisory Office.

Among all the people who have benefited from Ye Qingmei's services, anyone can betray Ye Qingmei, but he, Fan Xian, cannot. Everything he has now is obtained with the help of Ye Qingmei.

But Fan Xian eventually betrayed his mother.

He even asked Wu Zhu to protect Emperor Qing and kill Liu Hong at the same time.

Fan Xian no longer wanted to pretend what was right and what was wrong.

What's wrong with him just wanting to protect himself?
What's wrong with kneeling down to the imperial power?
Could it be that he even abandoned his family for his mother's ideals?

There is nothing wrong with living a better life and helping ordinary people.

But for Fan Xian to bet everything on the common people was simply a dream.

If you travel through time once and don't enjoy it, isn't that a waste of your life?
Chen Pingping and Fan Xian said nothing as they went straight into the gloomy interior of the Supervisory Council.

This time, no one wiped Ye Qingmei's inscription again.

Perhaps the final fate of the inscription is to be covered in dust until no one knows about it!

Faced with the huge interests, the state machinery of Qing State began to operate at an unprecedented high speed. In just three days, it was assembled with the support and entourage of Emperor Qing's trip to Dadong Mountain.

Fan Xian led five thousand imperial guards, plus the thousand black cavalrymen of the Overwatch Council, and left Kyoto with the Western Factory guards and secret agents.

Emperor Qing left the capital and all the officials saw him off respectfully. At the same time, most of the elite experts were transferred away with him.

Liu Hong sat in a wheelchair at some point and waited for Emperor Qing outside the city of Kyoto with his guards.

Qin Heng looked at the pale but still charming governor, his eyes dimmed a little and he clenched his fists.

All these years, he did it anyway.

They were all trampled under the feet of this untouchable, and many of the Qin family's military powers were lost in his hands.

The Qin family's 30,000 private troops entered Kyoto under the arrangement of the eldest prince Li Chengru.

Liu Hong just stared at him without any expression.

He had already dispatched Han Xin to lead the Qianlongwan camp and the Dingzhou army to march south, preparing to capture the capital.

In addition to the 20,000 troops necessary to defend Xihu.

There are 30,000 Qianlongwan cavalry, 30,000 Dingzhou troops, plus the garrison division and the governor's guard, a total of 100,000 people.

Even if Kyoto was defended by 50,000 to 60,000 people, Liu Hong believed that Han Xin would win.

Because Han Xin was an unparalleled national talent, a representative figure of large-scale troop operations, and a master of military strategy.

After Emperor Qing's carriage officially left Kyoto.

Liu Hong bowed slightly, not even bothering to put on a show in front of all the civil and military officials in Kyoto.

"Your Majesty, you are well. I sincerely hope that your Majesty has a safe journey."

Emperor Qing slowly stood up, put on a rare solemn dragon robe, and looked at Liu Hong with some complexity.

This loyal minister, whom he was once proud of, is now the biggest source of unrest in Qing Kingdom.

"Liu Hong...you are very good! Even I was fooled by you."

In front of all the officials, Emperor Qing rarely admitted his mistake with a sincere look.

"It's just that I don't understand. You are still young. Waiting for me to die and then acting as king is the best option for you, right?"

Liu Hong stroked the rough chair beneath him, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Because it's quite interesting to me, watching you build a tall building, watching you entertain guests, and watching your building collapse!"

Emperor Qing's face immediately darkened.

Then he let out a crazy laugh.

"Hahaha... There's no point in saying more. Liu Hong, I'm right here. Do you dare to rebel?"

"I am Emperor Qing, the greatest emperor of the world. Who dares to kill me? Who can kill me?"

Emperor Qing is not only the most powerful person in the world, but also the most powerful person in terms of military strength.

That's why they were fearless as they watched Liu Hong, Northern Qi, and Dongyi City unite.

He used his last trump card to wipe out all the evil spirits.

Emperor Qing stopped smiling and his eyes became gloomy and downcast.

"You're too anxious!"

Liu Hong shook his head gently and spoke calmly, looking at Emperor Qing with pity in his eyes. "No, I still have illusions. Now it seems that the procuratorate, the Fan family, and Prince Jing are still unwilling to cede their interests."

"But it's okay. The world will be better in the future."

It seems that Liu Hong has made up his mind to uproot these top families even if it takes a few more years.

Before Emperor Qing could say anything, Fan Xian flew into a rage.

"How dare you! With His Majesty here, the Qing Kingdom cannot be destroyed or perished."

Liu Hong glanced at Fan Xian and stopped talking.

He waved his hand, signaling the guards to make way.

In this battle, he wants to break all of Emperor Qing’s confidence.

The corners of Emperor Qing's mouth curled up slightly. He is here, but Liu Hong has the intention but not the courage to do it.

Still don't dare to kill him!

Is he afraid that he only has one Barrett bullet left and might not be able to kill him, the grandmaster?
The garrison division commanded by Huang Xuan was guarding behind the escort team, forming a pincer attack.

Fan Xian commanded the guard force and escorted Emperor Qing to Dadong Mountain.

Hong Sixiang served Emperor Qing like an old dog, but his eyes were fixed on Cheng Jushu behind Liu Hong.

Among the ninth-grade masters under Liu Hong, only the ninth-grade horizontal training master Cheng Jushu gave him a headache.

The other nine grades are basically not worth looking at.

There is still a gap between the nine grades.

Fan Xian and Emperor Qing, with tens of thousands of guards, headed towards Dadong Mountain in a mighty procession.

Liu Hong lowered his eyes slightly without any expression.

He didn't come here today to argue with Emperor Qing.

Just based on this point, my useless student had the courage to rebel at a critical moment.

Liu Hong was willing to help Li Chengqian.

Fan Jian and Chen Pingping noticed that the governor's guards still had no intention of leaving, and their eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Pingping pondered for a while and gave Yan Ruohai a look.

The secret agents from the Censorate quickly pulled over a carriage, which did not look fancy at all.

But Fan Jian's face changed drastically. He grabbed Chen Pingping's shoulders and scolded him in a low voice.

"You are crazy! You actually want to hand over the deposed crown prince to Liu Hong."

"Believe me……"

Chen Pingping whispered.

They now need to buy time and dispatch Kyoto's city defense forces.

Fan Jian waved his sleeves irritably, he knew it very well.

The problem is that Emperor Qing has not yet gone to Mount Dadong to offer sacrifices to heaven, but he has already handed Li Chengqian over to Liu Hong. Isn't this giving others a handle?

"Do you think a prince who dared to kill his own father would be willing to be a puppet emperor?"

Chen Pingping said a few words to comfort him, saying that Li Chengqian would die sooner or later.

Whether he died in the Nanzhao Kingdom, Emperor Qing, or at the hands of Liu Hong.

The result is the same, because he is the crown prince of Qing Kingdom, and a deposed crown prince at that.

Liu Hong looked at the carriage slowly approaching him, and his eyes moved.

He stood up and walked towards the carriage.

The spy from the Censorate who was riding the horse originally had some thoughts of assassinating the Grand Commander.

Before they could make any move, the knife was placed on their necks.

There were faint groaning sounds coming from the carriage, suppressing some kind of intense pain.

Liu Hong stopped beside the carriage for a while, sighed silently, and opened the curtain of the carriage.

The Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who used to care most about his appearance, was now dressed in rags and looked much thinner.

Li Chengqian was a little panicked. He tried his best to hide in the corner of the carriage, looking at the sunlight outside with fear in his eyes.

Liu Hong's eyes only stayed on Li Chengqian's legs.

His kneecaps were shattered, his legs were disabled, and he had not received treatment. His wounds had festered and were emitting a foul odor.

(End of this chapter)