"PS: I will make up for the missed chapter after the year. It was too tight before the year, so I'm sorry. Anyway, the book still has a few months to go, so don't worry."

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"Finally I meet you, Xiao Luan, the Crown Prince of Nan Yanhou..."

After a long silence, Zhao Run, who was sitting in the main seat, burst out a sentence from his mouth expressionlessly. His tone sounded calm, but he always felt like he was gnashing his teeth.

It has to be said that Zhao Run is extremely powerful today. Even Wei Jiao, Lu Mu, Mu Qing and other close associates of Zhao Run who came after hearing the news also felt the power of this young king and did not dare to interrupt rashly.

However, Xiao Luan chuckled nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about his situation at all.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhao Run asked with a slight frown.

I saw Xiao Luan looking at Zhao Run with a sideways look, and said with a smile: "Shuzi..."

To be fair, Xiao Luan was already prepared to die when he was captured by Zhao Run's men.

Because Zhao Run would never pardon him. Since he was going to die anyway, why should he grovel? Of course, even if he could grovel in exchange for his life, Xiao Luan would never do that.

"presumptuous!"

Wei Jiao, Lu Mu, Mu Qing and others who were standing by looked at him angrily. Among them, Mu Qing was even more displeased and said to the two black crows behind Xiao Luan: "What did you two do? Tell him to kneel before His Majesty!

"

After hearing this, Zhang Qigong, who followed him into the house, immediately realized his dereliction of duty and ordered in a deep voice: "Didn't you two hear what General Mu said?"

Seeing this, the two black crows held Xiao Luan's shoulders with one hand, intending to force him down and make him kneel to the ground. However, no matter how hard they tried, Xiao Luan refused to kneel and remained expressionless.

, staring at Zhao Run calmly without awe, with waves of sneers appearing on his face.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qing was furious. He immediately stepped forward, took off the sword from his waist, and hit Xiao Luan's knee with the end of the scabbard, causing Xiao Luan to stagger and was hit by the two young men.

The crowd of crows pushed them to the ground.

Mu Qing was even more resentful towards Xiao Luan. After all, twelve years ago, when Zhao Run was involved in the "Luo Wenzhong and his son" incident, Mu Qing had ordered the imperial guards to search the Dali Temple. At that time, Xiao Luan

With the identity of "Duancheng Shengui", he secretly

Even though no one came to criticize Mu Qing while hiding in Dali Temple, Mu Qing was quite annoyed with himself and why he didn't see through Xiao Luan's wolfish ambition at that time, otherwise, the subsequent events could have been avoided.

Because of the resentment in his heart, when Mu Qing saw that Xiao Luan was still so arrogant in front of Zhao Run, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Pa"

His knees finally touched the ground with a snap, and a hint of shame and anger flashed across Xiao Luan's face.

However, Wei Jiao, Lu Mu, Mu Qing and others present were sneering proudly, with a look of joy on their faces like "You, Xiao Luan, are you here too?"

After calming down, Xiao Luan still said to Zhao Run with a sarcastic face: "Are you satisfied?"

"No." Zhao Run shook his head and said calmly: "Only using your head to pay tribute to Uncle Sixth can relieve the hatred in my heart..."

"..."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Xiao Luan's originally arrogant face.

Because Zhao Run mentioned "Sixth Uncle", that is, King Yi Zhao Yuanli.

Among the Ji Zhao family, the one Xiao Luan hated the most was the late king Zhao Si, and the one who felt the most guilty was none other than Yi Wang Zhao Li.

He and Zhao Li had become close friends when they were fifteen or sixteen years old. The biggest reason why Xiao switched sides and joined Zhao Si was because Zhao Li, the king of Yi, acted as a lobbyist and persuaded Xiao Luan.

Later, the Xiao family was in trouble, and Xiao Luan was able to escape with the help of King Yi Zhao Li.

The two of them have really been friends for decades.

"...If you want to kill, just kill, no need to make any noise."

Xiao Luan closed his eyes and said calmly.

Zhao Hongrun stared at Xiao Luan for a long time, then nodded and said: "You are right, I have no interest in all the grudges and grudges. I will kill you in front of Uncle Liu's spiritual place, and use your head to commemorate Uncle Liu's spirit in heaven.

, this matter...is now complete."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed, and he frowned slightly and looked outside the room.

Because he suddenly saw Zhao Ying and Zhao Que walking towards this side in a hurry.

"Concubine Ying, Concubine Que."

Everyone in the room hurriedly saluted Zhao Ying and Zhao Que, which made Xiao Luan turn his head to take a look curiously. When he saw Zhao Ying's familiar lady's attire, he burst into laughter:

It turned out to be these two girls.

In full view of everyone, sisters Zhao Ying and Zhao Que walked closely to Xiao Luan. The small golden folding fan in Zhao Ying's hand was trembling slightly, which was enough to prove how excited she was at this moment;

Her younger sister Zhao Que, who was behind her, had also changed from her usual well-behaved image in front of Zhao Run. Her face was covered with frost, and the hatred in her beautiful eyes seemed to be ready to come out, which made people feel numb.

"brush"

Zhao Ying pulled out the sword from Mu Qing's waist.

Seeing this, Zhao Run immediately stopped and said: "Wait!"

"..."

After being stopped by Zhao Run, Zhao Ying glanced at the former coldly, her eyes seeming to say: If you stop me from taking revenge, then our relationship will only end here.

At this time, Zhao Que could not help but look at Zhao Run with a resentful look, as if he did not understand why Zhao Run prevented the two sisters from taking revenge.

Zhao Hongrun took a deep look at the sisters Zhao Ying and Zhao Que. He certainly understood how dedicated the sisters were to killing Xiao Luan. Although he did not want these two women to personally kill the enemy and be bloody.

He was splattered all over his body, so he did not send anyone to tell the sisters that Xiao Luan had been captured.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Run said seriously: "We won't do anything until the sixth uncle's spiritual throne."

After hearing this, Zhao Ying, who had a cold face just now, suddenly showed a satisfied smile, and even her eyes looking at Zhao Run were full of tenderness.

There is no need to say more about Zhao Que.

"I'll just let you live a little longer."

Zhao Ying sneered and said something to Xiao Luan, then put the sharp sword in her hand back into the scabbard on Mu Qing's waist.

"Hey."

Xiao Luan chuckled, not feeling any fear of imminent death.

At this time, Zhao Run had slowly stood up and ordered: "Take him to the temple."

"yes!"

Everyone in the room clasped their fists and cupped their hands.

Half an hour later, Wei Jiao, Lu Mu, Mu Qing and others ordered two thousand imperial guards to leave the city. This massive action surprised the people in Daliang City. After asking them, they found out that it was His Majesty the New King who was preparing

Go to the temple of the late king to offer sacrifices. But what should we pay homage to in such a year?

Only a small group of well-informed court officials understood the reason and remained silent about it.

About two hours later, Zhao Run and others arrived at the hill where the royal tombs are located on the east side of Daliang City, and came to the temple enshrining the tombs of Zhao Yuansi, Zhao Yuanji, and Zhao Yuanli.

When Zhao Hongrun and others approached the hill, Li Zheng, the former president of the three guards guarding the royal mausoleum, led Tong Xian, the former chief eunuch of the chamberlain, and a group of guards guarding the mausoleum. After hearing the news, they came to greet Zhao.

The arrival of the new king, Run.

"Your Majesty, Li Zheng, pays homage to your Majesty."

"Old slave Tong Xian, pay homage to Your Majesty."

"You two are equal."

After greeting each other, Tong Xian and Li Zheng asked curiously: "Is your Majesty here to offer sacrifices today?"

When they asked this question, they were also very puzzled. After all, it was such a bad year, and they really couldn't figure out the reason why the new king came to pay homage to his father and uncle.

At this time, Li Zheng noticed Xiao Luan who was being escorted by the black crows, and his eyes gradually changed. He also recognized Xiao Luan.

"Xiao Luan." Li Zheng called with a gloomy expression.

"Yo."

Since the wrists of his hands were tightly tied with ropes, Xiao Luan raised his hands slightly and said with a smile: "It's too inconvenient right now, so I won't say hello to you, my old friend."

"..." Li Zheng narrowed his eyes. Due to the presence of Zhao Run, the new king, he didn't say much. He just snorted twice to show his disdain and indignation towards Xiao Luan.

After a few words of greeting, Zhao Hongrun led the people up the mountain and arrived at the spiritual temple.

Tong Xian and Li Zheng also joined the new king's team at this time, preparing to watch Xiao Luan's execution.

It has to be said that even though the hero is on his deathbed, Xiao Luan really lives up to his status as the heir apparent of the Marquis of Nanyan. Even though he knows that he will definitely die today, there is no trace of fear on his face.

Under the supervision of two black crows, he walked into the temple and looked at the furnishings in the temple with great interest, as well as the spiritual tablets of Zhao Si, Zhao Li and Zhao Ke enshrined on the shrine.

It seems that Xiao Luan still feels a little guilty about his old friend Zhao Yuanli of King Yi, so when his eyes fell on the spiritual tablet of "Zhao's Yiwangli", his expression turned slightly

I was in a daze for a moment, feeling a bit lonely and reminiscing.

But when his eyes fell on Zhao Si's spiritual tablet, the look on his face was immediately replaced by disdain, and he spat with disgust and disdain. Mu Qing, who saw this scene, deliberately used a

The scabbard hit his injured right arm, causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

"brush."
To be continued...