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

Fan Xian originally wanted to see joy, even excitement, in Fan Jian's eyes, supporting him in his rebellion against Emperor Qing.

only……

Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian, feeling an unprecedented unfamiliarity, and his voice became dry.

"Are you still my son?"

After being transplanted with the body of a grandmaster and some machine parts, can Fan Xian still be considered the same Fan Xian?

Fan Xian didn't expect that his father Fan Jian, who had always supported him, would say this, almost with a forced smile.

"I have always been your son."

Fan Jian looked at Fan Xian and still felt that he was very unfamiliar.

Seeing that Fan Jian did not support him, Fan Xian's eyes became a little gloomy and he slowly stood up.

"Father will stay in the mansion to recuperate for a while. I will protect the Qing Kingdom. As for Emperor Qing, everything started because of him."

"Now is the time to put an end to this."

After Emperor Qing murdered his mother and brother, he did not go to the main hall to hold a court meeting immediately. Instead, he came to the harem and asked Concubine Ning to tidy up his clothes.

Many concubines in the harem, including the queen and the noble concubine Shu, were beside their son. Liu Shi did not return to Jiangnan Qing Kingdom because of Li Chengze's death.

As for the concubines of the Fan family, they shared the same bed but had different dreams.

In such a huge harem, only Concubine Ning is left.

In front of the Bronze Realm, Emperor Qing looked majestic, still emitting the aura of a dragon and a tiger.

However, Ning Cairen, who always had the temper of a warrior, kept wiping away tears.

Emperor Qing frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

"Why, doesn't it look good on me in a dragon robe?"

"No, Your Majesty! No one in the world is more suitable to wear the dragon robe than you, but I am afraid that I will never see it again."

Ning Cairen wiped her tears, but she didn't want to anger Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing gently lifted up Concubine Ning's face and smiled, with a great sense of heroism in his chest.

"I haven't really fought with Liu Hong yet! How could I fall in the court?"

After saying this, Emperor Qing flicked his sleeves and strode towards the main hall.

There were some unfamiliar guards at the temporary headquarters, but Emperor Qing didn't care at all. He just felt much colder in his heart.

He had nothing to say about Fan Xian. The Inner Treasury, the Supervisory Council, and the Ministry of Revenue were all handed over to him. He was also the chief attendant of the Imperial Study and the first-class duke.

He also arranged a marriage for Fan Xian, making him the head of a prominent family and tacitly allowing him to interfere in military and political affairs.

Everyone in the world can betray Emperor Qing, but Fan Xian cannot.

He has too many connections with Emperor Qing to sort out.

As a result, Fan Xian now resolutely launched a coup.

As soon as Emperor Qing walked into the main hall, he felt something was wrong.

In the past, when they were told to pass a message, the ministers would just kneel on the ground and shout "Long live the emperor", but now they looked at Emperor Qing coldly.

It seems that the one sitting on the throne is not their king or father, but their enemy!

Emperor Qing sighed.

"My dear ministers, are you no longer my friends now?"

Xin Qiwu, the Minister of Rites and Minister of Personnel, stood out from the crowd of ministers and drew his sword from a guard beside him.

He pointed directly at Emperor Qing and spoke in a stern voice.

"You are a monster who brings disaster to the country and the people. Now we, the ministers, must rid the world of you for the sake of the people of the world!"

Xin Qiwu trotted over and was almost facing Emperor Qing.

The long sword in his hand could not be cut down to Emperor Qing no matter what.

Are you kidding? This is a grandmaster. It takes a lot of courage for Xin Qiwu to become the vanguard general in the Fan family's overthrow of Qing.

Emperor Qing snorted coldly, flicked his dragon robe, and slammed Xin Qiwu to the ground.

"It's fine for a warrior like Liu Hong to rebel! How dare you, a powerless civil official, rebel?"

"Not to mention that you are not worthy enough to represent the people of the world!"

Emperor Qing stood up from the dragon throne, looking arrogant and indifferent at the ministers in the court.

"I know I have let down the people of Qing. The repeated national debts have almost drained their blood and flesh, but why are you rebelling?"

"I will grant you high positions, generous salaries, power, fame and wealth, and will also turn the entire Jiangnan region into your fiefdom. This kind of preferential treatment is unprecedented in history!"

"You want to rebel, are you worthy?"

At this point, Emperor Qing had already shouted angrily, and it was obvious that he was furious.

When Kyoto first gave the entire Jiangnan region to the aristocratic families, this group of people called themselves wise rulers.

Now that the Qing Kingdom is about to be destroyed, this group of people are turning the tables and saying that they are the scourge that is bringing harm to the country and the people.

Are there such shameless people in the world?

The ministers and officials in the court were scolded by Emperor Qing alone, and they couldn't even raise their heads. Emperor Qing was right!
Outside the main hall, countless elite soldiers disarmed the imperial guards loyal to Emperor Qing.

Fan Xian, accompanied by twenty-one tiger guards, walked over with a cheerful face and graceful steps, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

When Emperor Qing saw Fan Xian, he suppressed his anger and turned into a smile.

"It's you, it's you, it must be you!"

Fan Xian looked at his biological father whom he had feared all his life. After breaking through to the level of Grandmaster, he felt that Emperor Qing was just like that.

High-minded but low-handed!

However, superficial etiquette still needs to be observed.

Fan Xian bowed slightly and spoke gently.

"Your Majesty, please abdicate and let Prince Li Chenglong succeed to the throne of Qing. I will naturally retain the territory of Qing."

Emperor Qing looked at the confident Fan Xian, and he felt the aura of several old friends from Fan Xian's body.

It seems that these people's bodies have become Fan Xian's.

Emperor Qing was not frightened at all and looked at Fan Xian with amusement.

"What? Since you've rebelled, you still don't dare to call yourself emperor. You should know that Liu Hong has no royal blood and is a gangster, but he dares to call himself emperor."

"Your Majesty, we are loyal subjects of Daqing, so we naturally want to support the country. This is not rebellion, but restoring order."

Fan Xian's gentle smile remained unchanged.

He's not a fool.

Since ancient times, no royal family has had a good ending.

Fan Xian's ideal is to support a puppet emperor and let the Fan family control him secretly, making him a figurehead in name only.

The Fan family takes the benefits, and the emperor bears the consequences.

Emperor Qing was moved when he heard Fan Xian's high-sounding words.

"Liu Hong is right. You are the parasites of the dynasty."

When Fan Xian heard that Emperor Qing was so disrespectful to him, his expression turned cold and his tone became threatening.

"Your Majesty, we are trying to persuade you with kind words. Please don't make it difficult for me."

"How can a man who killed his mother and brother, whose brothers and sisters turned against each other, and whose sons rebelled, be worthy of becoming an emperor?"

Asking you to abdicate is to give you dignity. If you don't want dignity, then we will help you to be decent.

When Fan Xian heard that his uncle Prince Jing, who had always cared for him, was killed by Emperor Qing, he was extremely angry.

However, since Emperor Qing is needed, I can only endure it for the time being.

Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What if I don't want to abdicate?"

"Then it's not up to you."

Fan Xian bent down slightly, and the twenty-one tiger guards behind him were agile and cooperated with Fan Xian's private soldiers to take away the officials of the court.

Emperor Qing's momentum suddenly surged. He had been building up his strength for a long time, and when he threw a punch, the entire main hall seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Fan Xian shook his head and looked at Emperor Qing with some pity.

"That's the limit of my skills. Liu Hong is right. You older generation are really stubborn and uneasy."

The slender hand, like flowing clouds of white jade, was gently extended, and countless sword energies came out from the heart.

Fan Xian took Emperor Qing's angry punch so nonchalantly.

Emperor Qing was suddenly startled and wanted to retract his fist.

However, his fist seemed to be stuck in a swamp and could not be retracted no matter what. Endless and domineering true energy poured into Fan Xian's body.

He didn't even dare to directly absorb Liu Hong's inner sage and outer king true qi, let alone the alien true qi of other grand masters.

However, Fan Xian relied on Ku He's tendons and the Qi conversion device in the mechanical parts of his body to directly suck Emperor Qing dry.

Large beads of sweat dripped from Emperor Qing's forehead, a fierce look flashed across his eyes, and he directly tore off his right arm.

Fan Xian casually threw Emperor Qing's right arm to the ground.

Looking at the boiling red blood, a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.

These will all be his from now on!

Emperor Qing is so wasteful.

Fan Xian quickly adjusted himself back to his normal state and stared at Emperor Qing with his eyes wide open.

"Your Majesty, I have changed my mind now. I want to use your body to exchange for peace between Han and Qing."

The ministers of Qing Kingdom were watching Fan Xian and Emperor Qing cautiously outside.

Fan Xian won, and this group of people were so happy that they cried.

Is the era of aristocratic families finally coming?
Emperor Qing's face grew paler and paler. He stared at his broken arm for a long time and spoke almost through gritted teeth.

"Never!" (End of this chapter)