"Little Prince." After seeing Huang Yuanwu, Ding Jiang immediately stepped forward to salute. Huang Yuanwu waved his hand gently and his eyes turned into the hall. The light in the hall was a little dim, but it could still be clearly seen that Huang Zhengchu was sitting on the dragon throne in the hall, looking at him.

"I have checked everything in the city, and I have not found any suspicious points, nor have anyone found. The entire Shuinan City is an empty city, not even a single citizen." Ding Jiang quickly reported the situation of Shuinan City in Huang Yuanwu's ear. When Huang Yuanwu heard this, he thought for a moment and replied quickly: "This is the main accompaniment city of the imperial capital. There must be no secret passages and dark rooms that cannot be seen. Let everyone work hard and try to search all places carefully. If you have any questions, please inform me as soon as possible."

"Ode to the Lord!" Ding Jiang took the order softly and turned around.

"You are all waiting outside, I can go in alone." Huang Yuanwu said to his guards and entered the hall directly.

After Huang Yuanwu entered the hall, several guards stepped forward and slowly closed the door of the hall.

After discovering Huang Zhengchu, Ding Jiang had arranged for the soldiers to search the entire hall inside and out, but he did not find any one, and there was no danger. Therefore, he dared to leave only a few soldiers to guard the gate. Seeing Huang Zhengchu's appearance, he had no intention of escaping.

Huang Yuanwu slowly walked towards Huang Zhengchu, stood under the stage, looking at Huang Zhengchu who was still sitting on the dragon throne and expressionless, and asked softly: "What happened?"

"Hahaha." Huang Zhengchu looked at Huang Yuanwu and chuckled, "What happened? Haven't you seen it? I am now alone, wanting to kill and cut, and I will be able to use the slightest penis."

"I'm asking you, where have all your soldiers gone?" Huang Yuanwu's face was calm. When facing Huang Zhengchu, his heart was in a state of ancient well. The success of the Northern King's Mansion was really strange. Today's events were even more unexpected. Anyone could see that things were definitely not as simple as it seemed.

"I asked you to withdraw your troops before, why didn't you listen to me?" Huang Zhengchu did not answer Huang Yuanwu's words. At this moment, he leaned lazily on the dragon throne, held his cheek with one hand, looked at Huang Yuanwu with a smile and said, "It's time to this point, nothing is useless to say."

"How far?" Huang Yuanwu looked at Huang Zhengchu and asked calmly: "Why didn't you evacuate with your soldiers? What are you planning? Why don't you attack after occupying two cities for so long?"

When Huang Zhengchu heard Huang Yuanwu's words, he suddenly burst into laughter for no reason, covering his stomach with a smile, and tears flowed through his laughter.

The entire hall was filled with the harsh laughter of Emperor Zhengchu, which kept echoing in the hall. Huang Yuanwu frowned slightly.

"You don't know anything, but you dare to come to the imperial capital? Huang Yuanwu, do you want to die? Are the soldiers and people under your Eastern Palace desperately want to die?" After a while, Huang Zhengchu wiped his tears with the sleeve of the dragon robe, and looked at Huang Yuanwu with a smile, as if he was watching a joke.

As soon as he said this, Huang Yuanwu's brows frowned even more. He didn't understand what Huang Zhengchu meant, nor could he understand why Huang Zhengchu was laughing wildly. This person had been a little eccentric before. Huang Yuanwu did not speak, and walked up a few steps. Before coming to the Dragon Case on the stage, he looked at Huang Zhengchu's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly." "Tell me clearly? How do I say it clearly?" Huang Zhengchu was still smiling, looking at Huang Yuanwu, and asked with a smile: "You have occupied Shuinan City, aren't you? Next, are you planning to attack the imperial capital? Do it according to your ideas. My present is your future."

When Huang Yuanwu heard this, his eyebrows immediately stood up, stepped forward, grabbed Huang Zhengchu's clothes, pulled him in front of him, and said sternly: "I'll let you explain clearly, don't you understand?"

Huang Zhengchu was dragged by Huang Yuanwu like this, without any intention of resisting, and there was a smile on his face. This smile now looked a bit terrifying.

"Huang Yuanwu, don't you think about it. Why can the Northern King's Mansion, which has been suppressed by the imperial capital, have such a strong army? Why should I fight for the throne of Qitian? With one sentence?" Huang Zhengchu looked at Huang Yuanwu with a smile and said softly: "When I asked you to withdraw your troops, you should have left. At that time, you should have left."

As Huang Zhengchu said, the smile on his face gradually faded away and slowly turned into a painful look. He looked at Huang Yuanwu, his eyes filled with extremely complex expressions, including hatred, mockery, unwillingness and madness.

Seeing Huang Zhengchu like this, Huang Yuanwu let go of his hand holding his clothes. Huang Zhengchu fell on the empty dragon case, looking at the ceiling of the hall, and sneered again.

Huang Zhengchu said, Huang Yuanwu had considered it. The Northern King's Mansion has always been the weakest among the four kings guarding the border. This is mainly because the empire has reached its extreme expansion to the north. The Northern King's Mansion has reached the Endless Sea. Although there are a few rebellious tribes near the coast of the Endless Sea, they are no longer worth worrying. Therefore, the new emperor used a variety of strategies to reduce the supply of the Northern King's Mansion and reduce the size of the Northern King's Mansion troops, thus achieving the goal of weakening the Northern King's Mansion.

The fact is indeed as Huang Zhengchu said, the Northern Palace is the least likely to win the rebellion of the Three Kings. Although the Northern Palace may be more resentful to Emperor Qitian, the power of the Northern Palace has been weakened over the years. However, the fact is that the Northern Palace finally won the final victory of the Rebellion of the Three Kings, and Huang Zhengchu was also away from the throne of the emperor, leaving only the imperial capital as an obstacle.

At that time, Emperor Yuanwu chose to send troops. It was precisely because of this opportunity that he could not make an attempt to occupy the imperial capital and ascend the throne, thus allowing the Eastern Palace to be passive in a situation that has always been passive.

For a long time, because there was a Xu Feng in the Northern Palace, the rise of the Emperor Yuan military general Beiwang Mansion was placed on Xu Feng. This person is indeed very powerful, possesses strange abilities, and can call the power of the Venerable level. It is not difficult for such a person to gather tens of thousands of troops. But judging from Huang Zhengchu's tone, it seems that it is not that simple.

"Isn't the rise of the Northern King's Mansion because of your adviser Xu Feng?" Huang Yuanwu asked seriously as he looked at the very decadent Huang Zhengchu.

"My strategist?" Huang Zhengchu sat up on the dragon case, looked at Huang Yuanwu, laughed, and said, "Have you ever seen Xu Feng, he looks like my strategist? Do you think with his ability, you may only be my strategist?"

"In any case, the rise of the Northern King's Mansion is related to Xu Feng." Huang Yuanwu ignored the somewhat crazy Huang Zhengchu and continued to say seriously: "The tens of thousands of troops you have assembled, the powerful venerables who are following Xu Feng, can prove this."

"You're right." Huang Zhengchu looked at Huang Yuanwu with a smile and said, "It's indeed related to him. This person is far more complicated than you think."

"Beiwang Mansion... Hahaha, it was just someone else's pawn in the end. If you had heard my advice and retreated back, so many things would not have happened now." Huang Zhengchu's smile turned into a tragic smile, and then his eyes suddenly waited, picked up from the dragon throne, and immediately stepped forward to grab Huang Yuanwu's armor.

Huang Yuanwu moved, dodged Huang Zhengchu who was rushing towards him, grabbed his collar, threw him back on the dragon throne with one move.

Even Huang Yuanwu felt that such changes were a little strange. The Qitian royal family practiced the Qitian martial arts, and any member of the royal family had some cultivation. Moreover, Huang Zhengchu was a person with a great talent in cultivation and his age was similar to his own. Why was his attack so weak and vulnerable?

"Haha...cough cough cough..." Huang Zhengchu was still on the dragon throne by Huang Yuanwu. He wanted to laugh, but was interrupted by the violent coughing sound. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands, but Huang Yuanwu clearly saw that a trace of black mist oozed out from the corner of Huang Zhengchu's mouth. The distance was so close that these details could not escape Huang Yuanwu's eyes.

"Have you practiced the dead energy?" Huang Yuanwu widened his eyes and immediately took a step forward, pulling Huang Zhengchu's hand away. He saw a trace of black air oozing out of his mouth and nose. Huang Zhengchu's face was pale and a tragic smile on his face.

He suddenly pulled his hand back, rubbed it hard on his mouth and nose, and then looked at Huang Yuanwu and said, "It seems that you really don't know anything. This is not a dead aura at all. You know so little, why do you want to lie in this muddy water?"

"Nonsense!" Huang Yuanwu looked at Yuan Zheng and said angrily: "My father died in the imperial capital and did not avenge this revenge. What is my appearance as a son and a king?"

When Huang Zhengchu heard this, he turned his head and looked at Huang Yuanwu with a strange look, and then asked softly: "Your father, have you said nothing to you?"

"What did you say?" Huang Yuanwu was also stunned. He felt something was wrong with Huang Zhengchu at this moment.

Then, Huang Zhengchu said something that shocked Huang Yuanwu extremely.

"Your father, I chose to die in battle at the beginning." Huang Zhengchu said this, as if this matter was justified, as if everyone should have known about it and accepted it peacefully.

But Huang Yuanwu didn't think so. In his opinion, his father had no reason or motivation to do this, and chose to die in battle? Isn't this a fantasy?

"Note your words." Huang Yuanwu's tone became cold. His father was Huang Yuanwu's heaven. The Eastern King died in the imperial capital. He has always been the most unbearable stab in Huang Yuanwu's heart. Whoever touched him died: "I don't mind killing you now."

"Huang Yuanwu, you really don't know anything." Huang Zhengchu shook his head gently and looked at Huang Yuanwu, as if he was looking at a fool. Then he continued to whisper: "If your father doesn't choose to die in battle, then the person who wants to die in the East Prince's Mansion is one of your brothers. The most likely one is Huang Yuchen who was hidden by your father."

When Huang Yuanwu heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.
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