My wife is the sect leader

Zhao Mengtai looked at Zhao Chongyin, "Yue Tingchen is a pawn placed by my father, so what about by your side? Could there also be a pawn that you formed a party in the temple for personal gain and colluded with the forces of the world? Did you know already?"

Zhao Chongyin didn't speak, but his expression became more and more cold.

Zhao Mengtai continued: "Father will not let you inherit the throne, but a prince who cannot inherit the throne and has huge power, what will happen to him?"

Every word is like a thin needle, piercing Zhao Chongyin's heart.

When words turn into swords, when you yourself think what others say is right.

Zhao Chongyin said coldly: "Are you so sure that the father will not pass the throne to me?"

Zhao Mengtai is dead!

Who else in the royal family of Yan Kingdom is more suitable to be emperor than him?

No, none left.

Zhao Mengtai sneered, "Actually, you should know better than anyone else, why ask me?"

The coldness in Zhao Chongyin's heart became stronger. He was unwelcome since he was a child. Even as a prince, he was a prince established by a stable situation. In recent years, he has been cautious and conscientious, so there is no chance to depose him. .

Now that the only competitor, Zhao Mengtai, has fallen, his position as the crown prince seems to be more stable, and it seems that it is only a short time before being crowned Dabao, but is this really the case?

Zhao Mengtai pointed to the palace, and said calmly: "He is an emperor first, and then the emperor father."

There was no expression on Zhao Chongyin's face, but wrinkles appeared in his heart.

Zhao Mengtai is more like Zhao Zhiwu than Zhao Chongyin, so he knows this Great Yan Emperor better than himself.

Zhao Mengtai sat high above, picked up the porcelain bottle and poured the poison directly on the ground, "No one in this world can kill me, not Zhao Zhiwu, nor you."

Calm, indifferent and with a very calm expression on his face.

Perhaps during this time, he has been preparing for this moment.

Zhao Chongyin shrank slightly from Tong Kong.

Zhao Mengtai clapped his hands, "Come and drink with me for the last time."

The old servant came in with two jugs of wine, one for Zhao Mengtai and one for Zhao Chongyin.

"it is good."

Zhao Chongyin did not refuse, sat down and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Please."

"Please."

The two toasted and drank it down.

At this time, the two are not like enemies of brothers fighting against each other, but more like friends who have been separated for many years.

"The winner is the king and the bandit is defeated. The difference is that if I lose, I am the bandit."

Zhao Mengtai sat at the head and looked at his elder brother, "If I win, you will be kneeling at the head today, with your life hanging by a thread."

Zhao Chongyin's mood has recovered, "You are right, but you are defeated after all."

The life motto that Zhao Mengtai believes in is that doing great things is either a great achievement or a great defeat, and a great defeat has only one end.

Zhao Mengtai's eyes glowed brightly, and he said: "I lost, at least I resisted."

This time, he colluded with Hou Jin to kill the prince in defiance of the world, and secretly disclosed the news to the Black Ice Terrace. If the Emperor hadn't been prepared, Zhao Chongyin must have died on Zhongshan.

Zhao Chongyin poured a glass of wine, took a sip and did not speak.

"Actually, before acting, I had a bad premonition."

Holding the wine glass, Zhao Mengtai said: "But I have no room for regret, I can only move forward."

Knowing that the ending is a tragedy and cannot be changed, but still going on, this is the greatest tragedy in life.

Some endings have long been doomed. When the two colluded with the gangsters, only one of Zhao Mengtai and Zhao Chongyin could survive.

It's just that they don't know who will have the last laugh.

Zhao Mengtai guessed right, after Zhao Chongyin gained power, he was the first one to kill.

He was already standing in the middle of the tide, being pushed forward by the tide, if he didn't move, he would die, and if he moved, he would die.

Zhao Chongyin pondered for a long time, and said: "You shouldn't be ambitious."

Zhao Mengtai laughed loudly and said, "What about you?"

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was silent for a long time, Zhao Chongyin got up and walked out of the hall, "You are Zhao Mengtai, I am Zhao Chongyin."

Looking at Zhao Chongyin's leaving back, Zhao Mengtai shouted: "Brother, give them a good time."

"I see."

Zhao Chongyin paused, then left the Hall of Mental Cultivation without looking back.

Zhao Mengtai smiled and continued to sit in his seat and drink.

But because the afternoon was too quiet and the sun was too warm, he was a little lazy, so he simply closed his eyes and bathed in the long-lost sunshine.

At this time, he put all his worries on hold and let his body and mind soak in the warm sun to his heart's content.

In an instant, in some hazy drunkenness, he was awakened by the beautiful spring scenery.

The faint sunshine shone down, and the people who shone on it were warm, with a kind of indescribable warmth.

"It's impossible for a snowman to wait for summer."

Feeling the warmth of this world, he took out the fire folder he had prepared.

The raging flames ignited, and Zhao Mengtai was surrounded by a sea of ​​flames while drinking.

No one knows what is going on in his mind at this moment.

Perhaps it is the family affection he has always longed for and cared for, or the supreme throne and power that he has been thinking about.

All of this, including Zhao Mengtai himself, was finally melted into the flame.

Zhao Chongyin stood outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and several guards including Bai Jing and Mr. Su stood behind him.

At this moment, he looked at the sun above his head, but felt a slight chill in his heart.

Zhao Mengtai was placed on it, but why not Zhao Chongyin?

After about tens of breaths, there was no sound in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and then there was a "cracking" sound, and soon a sea of ​​flames appeared behind, and the black smoke filled the sky straight into the sky.

The fire was very powerful, and the fire oil seemed to have been prepared a long time ago, and it spread throughout the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation in less than a stick of incense.

Zhao Chongyin closed his eyes slightly, opened them after a long time and walked towards the backyard.

..........

The Imperial Palace, inside the Purple Yuan Hall.

Zhao Xuening kept pacing back and forth, her willow-leaf eyebrows tightly frowned.

Zuo Biwen sat opposite, drinking tea calmly.

They have received the news that Zhao Chongyin is heading towards Zhao Mengtai Villa.

Zhao Xuening stopped abruptly, "Uncle, do you think the second brother will survive?"

"Impossible."

Zuo Biwen glanced at Zhao Xuening, "You were born in the emperor's family, how could you be so naive? Do you know what rebellion is?"

Zhao Xuening pursed her lips, and hurriedly said: "But father didn't..."

She still had a glimmer of hope, her father's favorite was the second elder brother Zhao Mengtai, maybe she would be lenient and leave Zhao Mengtai with a glimmer of life.

Zuo Biwen whispered: "That's because the Emperor can't do anything."

Human Emperor Dayan had usurped the throne and killed Emperor Liping and the current crown prince, and the whole country was shaken. Although he succeeded in ascending the throne in the end, it was a shame that could not be washed away.

And now that Zhao Mengtai rebelled, if he killed Zhao Mengtai, then who would Zhao Zhiwu, Emperor of the Great Yan, be?

Those who kill their fathers, brothers, and sons will definitely become emperors who will be infamous for thousands of years.

And being an emperor, besides having supreme power, doesn't he just want to leave his name in history and be famous forever?

So now Zhao Mengtai absolutely cannot kill him.

Zhao Xuening let out a long breath and said, "Second brother is really muddy this time."

Zuo Biwen said in a deep voice: "It's not just a lake smear, it's a dead end. You must never try to persuade me, lest you get caught in the fire."

Zhao Xuening remained silent.

Zuo Biwen continued: "If you persuade me, not only will the current situation not be changed, but you may be implicated."

"Princess, there is news from Baiting Villa."

At this moment, Zhuo Yuchang hurried in.

Zhao Xuening hurriedly said, "Say it quickly."

Zhuo Yuchang took a breath, and said: "His Royal Highness sent the poison, the second prince burned the Hall of Mental Cultivation and died by self-immolation, his five sons and four daughters all died after taking Jueming Powder, there is no one alive in the entire Baiting Villa. "

Zhao Mengtai is dead!

And Zhao Mengtai's wives and children are all dead!

Hearing this, Zhao Xuening felt a gust of cold air emerge from the soles of his feet, and the cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai.

Even though Zuo Biwen had guessed such a result long ago, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart at this moment.

The most ruthless imperial family!

What is family affection in front of power?

"Second brother..."

Zhao Xuening murmured, tears could not help but appear in her eyes.

She has always treated Zhao Mengtai as her own brother, and Zhao Mengtai treats her very well.

Some people may say that there are some interests involved.

But like a person who drinks water and knows whether he is sincere to you, others don't know, and he himself knows best.

indifferent!

ruthless!

Zhao Xuening felt as if she had been hit hard in her heart, and at the same time, she also had a deeper understanding of the horror of the imperial family's struggle for power.

What brotherhood, father-son relationship, all of them are bullshit in the face of power.

"Meet Master Xu!"

Just at this moment, a voice came from outside the hall.

Both Zhao Xuening and Zuo Biwen stopped their expressions.

I saw Xu Qianyue walked in slowly and bowed to Zhao Xuening, "Greetings, the princess, Your Majesty hasn't seen the princess for a long time, and I miss you very much, summon Her Highness to go to the imperial study."

"I see."

Zhao Xuening lowered her head and responded.

Zuo Biwen's heart trembled when he heard this, and his face became a little ugly.

Zhao Mengtai had just died, and Emperor Dayan wanted to summon Zhao Xuening. Could it be that he suspected that she had something to do with Zhao Mengtai?

Thinking of this, Zuo Biwen hurriedly said via voice transmission: "Remember to think twice when you speak."

"Uncle, I know."

Zhao Xuening replied.

........

The pure land is full of wind and sand, and everything is yellow as far as the eye can see.

After An Jing came out of the underground ancient city, after inquiring along the way, he not only got a map about Buddhism, but also came to Lingtai Temple, one of the holy places of Buddhism.

Lingtai Temple is the largest temple of the Lianzong, and it can also be said to be the first temple of Buddhism. It is said that the Buddha of Buddhism opened an altar here to teach the Dharma, propagate Buddhism, and created Buddhism.

In the eyes of the world, Lingtai Temple is full of mystery.

It is like an eminent monk wearing a red robe, sitting alone on top of the world.