It is said that I convince people with reason

No rush.

From the subtle reaction of the queen who suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he judged that the emperor was probably telling lies. Therefore, he did not interrupt and allowed the emperor to continue making up his nonsense.

After the emperor finished speaking, he spoke doubtfully: "Since my father saw the immortal dreaming, what did the immortal look like and what kind of magic did he use? Why did he choose my father among all living beings? Could it be that this immortal prefers challenges? Difficult and difficult things?”

With Yuan Buwei's own strength, he could be respected as an immortal in any world. He would not be interested in the so-called immortal. I also felt that the "immortal" mentioned by the emperor was too spicy.

"...Since this immortal has become an immortal and still cares so much about the common people and the country, why doesn't he take action personally? Since he has the ability to guide his father to a dream for a thousand years, why not warn him in advance before the country is overturned? Do immortals really exist in this world? Father, aren't you making up lies?"

Yuan Buwei blurted out his endless questions, and the emperor was so embarrassed by him that he was speechless and looked at Yuan Buwei in a very strange way.

...As a native of ancient times, how could this person believe in atheism more than he, a time-traveler? Looking at his posture, could he give a speech on the spot to break down feudal superstition? !

——Is this guy a devil? !

The ministers next to them, who were already immersed in the thoughts of immortals and gods, were shocked to wake up by this series of questions, and their eyes showed doubts.

In the midst of the gushing words, the emperor suddenly held his head.

He let out a scream of pain, and the pain even caused his weak arm to temporarily escape from numbness and press it firmly on his forehead.

Being bedridden for many days, the poison corroding his body and mind, and the torture of being locked up in a "little dark room" some time ago, coupled with Yuan Buwei's repeated stimulation, the emperor's spirit was on the verge of collapse. Even the old headaches have returned.

His spiritual world was like a piece of glass that had been scratched with countless marks, and was on the verge of complete disintegration.

For those who have never had such an experience, it is really difficult to imagine what kind of torture the emperor is suffering at this moment.

The rationality and calmness that he had struggled to maintain completely collapsed at this moment.

But Yuan Buwei continued: "Father, you don't have to be like this. It would be too... sigh!"

He sighed deeply, heartbroken.

This was simply the last crack to tear open the glass, and the emperor could no longer maintain his composure. A painful gasp came from his chest.

"Hoho...what do you know?! Everything I have seen is something you people can't even imagine in your lifetime. Have you ever seen a train that travels thousands of miles a day? Do you know what an airplane can carry people to the sky? Experience it. Can everyone in the world communicate at any time?”

After saying these words, the emperor was shocked to realize that he had made a mistake, but soon his groggy mind covered up his reason again, and he broke the jar instead.

"——Ha, you don't understand anything!"

I wasn't not angry at all, but rather very interested.

"A train is probably a tool similar to a carriage, similar to a magic weapon; a flying chicken that carries people? Is it a phoenix? As for people in the world communicating at any time, there are jade talismans for sound transmission in the spiritual world, but ordinary mortals cannot use them..."

He pulled out the tools and asked in his mind:

"The future this person talks about seems very interesting. An ordinary world without spiritual energy will develop so many interesting things after a thousand years. Is it possible that spiritual energy will be born in this world in the future?"

[...No, this is just an ordinary small plane. 】

System 999 didn't know what to say for a moment.

[Host, you may be thinking a little bit wrong. 】

But this seems to be a good opportunity to correct the host...

[Those magical things that are incredible to the host are the products of "technology". But the system cannot provide this information to the host. If the host is really curious, isn't there a ready candidate here? 】

At this time, while the emperor was venting his anger, Yuan Buwei finally showed a very interested look, but he woke up and realized where his real bargaining chip was.

——If we can impress the prince with real benefits and persuade him to let him go, wouldn't it be a hundred times more reliable than the so-called father-son relationship?

The strong desire to survive suddenly woke him up. He braced himself and suddenly said loudly: "Even if you don't believe in the immortals, I do know the future. I know the direction of history in the next thousand years!"

"Prince, do you know that if I had not known about the future, as early as ten years ago, you would have been supported by a group of powerful ministers who supported the military and respected themselves and became a puppet emperor. You had to stay low and be a coward and endure for seven years before you could take it back. Real power! After twenty years of fighting, he could march north to regain the Central Plains... But after working hard for most of his life, he was injured and he didn't even have a son and a half, and he only enjoyed the glory for a few days. Wasn't it easy for him to adopt the throne in the end? Side branch?"

The more he talked, the more confident he became, and he unknowingly recalled the past.

The prince in front of him acted as a puppet emperor to eliminate the powerful ministers, and then used his troops to regain the Central Plains. As a descendant, how could he not admire him?

Not long after his escape, he was still eager to try, trying to rely on his foresight to fight a big war, but after losing two battles, he became more aware that he was not the material, and that only the prince was the hope for the future resurgence.

For this reason, he generously delegated all military power, and his support for the prince had reached the point of mindlessness. Even if there were slanderous ministers, as a person of later generations, he knew best how many loyal ministers and filial sons in history were framed and killed in this way, and of course he would not believe it.

But how did everything come to this point?

The emperor's eyes were dazed for a moment.

When he first traveled through time and came to this era, as a modern person, he also had a natural distrust of the emperor in his heart. He knew all the experiences of Qi Xuan in history, and he knew very well how deep-minded and decisive the emperor who grew up in the future would be.

——The other party has all the excellent qualities that an emperor should have, and also has all the suspicious and cold temperament of an emperor.

Such a sense of crisis and distrust drove him to deliberately choose Qin Mo, a child, from the trained spies and arrange him to Qi Xuan's side-not because he had any malice towards Qi Xuan, but just instinctively guarded against him. Occasionally passing some information around Qi Xuan.

Unfortunately, his ten-year career as an emperor eventually changed him.

The ordinary citizen who used to be wary of others attacking him, instead began to attack others. Sitting on the throne, he did not learn the emperor's maneuvers, but learned the emperor's cruelty and selfishness.

After going north to the Central Plains, as the prince's military achievements became more and more prosperous and his reputation became more and more prosperous, he became more and more wary of the prince.

... With such a reputation, is the prince really willing to stay in the position of crown prince?

As long as he thought of the original history, Qi Xuan, as a puppet emperor, endured for many years and overthrew the powerful ministers to seize military power in one day, he felt deeply uneasy because he knew how powerful the other party was.

This uneasiness became deeper day by day.

The emperor often worried that one day when he woke up, the prince would surround the palace.

This uneasy emotion drove him to attack the prince.

Considering the young age of the princes, the prince was at least a generation of emperors he once admired. The emperor did not kill him, but poisoned him.

Once the prince loses his moral integrity, he can abolish the position of the crown prince without bloodshed and take back all the military power. At most, he can give him a leisurely prince title.

It's a pity that all his ideas have become a bubble now, and he has to rely on the modern knowledge in his mind to save his life.

He simply said it all in one breath:

"Do you know where to find crops that produce 1,000 kilograms per mu? Do you know how to deal with smallpox? Do you know how to prevent and control various natural and man-made disasters?"

"——And I know all these."

The emperor said this without fear of others not believing it, after all, he has indeed tinkered with a lot of strange things in these years.

Facing the shocked and surprised eyes of the ministers, he finally put his mind at ease, looking straight at Yuan Buwei, with a firm tone, and a sure victory: "The opportunity to create a prosperous era is right in front of us, Prince, do you still want to attack me?"

Chapter 23 Tyrant 23

There was silence in the hall.

The breathing of the ministers couldn't help but quicken.

Yuan Buwei smiled softly.

"It sounds like a good idea."

In the emperor's ecstatic eyes, he suddenly took a step forward.

"Clang——"

The dazzling sword light flashed in an instant, and the whole bedroom seemed to be illuminated. Blood splattered.

"Ugh!" The emperor stared at him in disbelief, "You... Ho... Ho..."▂Thinking▂Tu▂Net▂

Before, Yuan Buwei had never responded directly to the matter of Banri Zui, which seemed to give the emperor the illusion that he cherished his reputation and had some scruples, but the facts proved that this was not the case.

A few syllables of Buchengwan came out of his throat, and the emperor's chest rose and fell violently for a few times, and then returned to calm. The pair of wide-open eyes gradually lost all their spirit.

——He died.

Everyone in the hall was stunned, watching this scene stupidly.

And Yuan Buwei had already put his sword back into the sheath and turned around.

His dark outer robe was stained with a few drops of blood. His black hair was tied up by a jade crown, and the drooping silk ribbons were faintly visible in his hair, revealing a clean face. His eyebrows were sparse, like clouds and snow.

Who would have thought that such a person like the breeze and the bright moon would do such a crazy thing?

He was talking and laughing before, but suddenly burst out laughing before he stopped laughing. The last moment, he killed the emperor and his father without blinking, and his movements were neat and ruthless. The next moment, he seemed as if nothing had happened, and his expression was terribly calm.

"Ah!"

Queen Zhou's scream broke the dead silence in the palace.

Just now, she was sitting on the bedside, closest to the emperor, and witnessed everything happening. The warm blood on her face made her emotions collapse instantly.

"How could you kill him? How could you kill him?!" Her expression was almost crazy, and she suddenly rushed towards Yuan Buwei, "You killed your father with your son, it's obvious to everyone, aren't you afraid of being infamous in history?"

Yuan Buwei kicked out almost subconsciously.

Queen Zhou fell on the bed.

Yuan Buwei finally reacted and called out calmly: "Come here."

"My father passed away, and my mother was too sad and fainted. Send her back to the palace first."

He said a lie without thinking, and immediately a maid stepped forward, covered the queen's mouth, and sent the "fainted" queen out.

The ministers felt cold in their hearts.

"What are you all still standing there for?" Yuan looked at them in surprise, and said bitterly, "The late emperor passed away, but you are so disrespectful. Do you want to make him restless in the underground?"

The ministers looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping.

... If His Majesty really can't rest in peace, who is the reason? Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really not know?

But they really didn't dare to face the Crown Prince who dared to kill the king and his father in front of the court officials and the Queen.

In the past history books, even the most brutal kings only imprisoned their biological fathers, forced them to commit suicide, and finally pulled a fig leaf of Daowan for themselves.

For the emperor who cherishes his feathers, the ministers have ten thousand ways to advise him. This is the first time they have seen such a ruthless person who doesn't care about his reputation at all.

After a moment of silence, Prime Minister Su's knees softened and he knelt down, and the others followed him to kneel on the ground.

"The country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Please choose a day to ascend the throne, Prince."

Yuan Buwei looked around and suddenly looked at the only person still standing. He was the historian who was responsible for recording the daily records. At this time, this person was writing diligently, but his right hand was shaking slightly.

Being watched quietly by Yuan Buwei, his hands were shaking.