Quick Travel: Cannon fodder is not mixed in

In other words, once Wangzhou encounters a disaster, the Laoshan people will definitely be the first to die.

In order to maintain the relationship between the two clans, the elders have never participated in the conflicts between the younger generations and allowed them to resolve them on their own. The same is true even for Wang Zhou's next successor.

But no one expected that Wang Diyuan would hold a grudge against his father and kill him.

"That's it now, I don't need to understand." He no longer concealed the arrogance in his heart.

The queen was shocked: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Wang Diyuan raised his hand, held her shoulders, and said in a gentle tone: "Mother, you are tired after working for half a lifetime. Take a good rest from now on, and don't worry about other things."

Obviously, he had no interest in continuing the conversation.

The queen swallowed her words, turned her head and cried silently.

If she couldn't agree, she could only pretend to turn a blind eye.

outside the temple.

When Wang Diyuan came out, Ning Yuanhou immediately came to greet him, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

"All the ministers and leaders are waiting for you in the front hall at this moment. Although the king passed away suddenly and there was no time to make a will, you have been the heir since you were a child, and it is natural for you to inherit the throne."

Suddenly, Wang Diyuan stopped and stared at the chattering Ning Yuanhou.

When he realized something was wrong, Ning Yuanhou had already taken a few steps, and his voice suddenly stopped. He slowly turned around and smiled: "Why don't you leave? Eldest nephew, I know you feel uncomfortable after your father's death, but inheriting the throne It’s business, don’t think your uncle’s words are unpleasant.”

"I killed him." Wang Diyuan blew himself up.

Ning Yuanhou took a breath and held his breath subconsciously, trying to use the trick of 'suffocating himself to death' to verify whether this moment was a dream.

In fact, quite useful.

However, the moment he got the answer, he almost cried.

Since he became the Marquis, he thought that he had seen a lot in his life, but he never expected that everything that happened today clearly told him that it was all bullshit!

He has no knowledge, wuwu~

At this moment, he wished he had no ears.

The cool breeze whizzed, making his back feel chilly. Who knows how difficult it was for him to pull up the corner of his mouth and reveal a smile that was uglier than crying.

"No...no, stop joking, let's go over there quickly, lest those guys get impatient and complain later."

"uncle."

Wang Diyuan called him.

Ning Yuanhou put his raised foot down silently. His heart trembled, and he suddenly felt that the sound was colder than the wind, and it stung his scalp.

"Laoshan Mountain is huge and has a weird temperament. It may be difficult for us to be of one mind. It's better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Ning Yuanhou lowered his head and muttered silently: I can’t hear, I can’t hear, I can’t hear~

Snapped!

In this quiet night, every sound is infinitely amplified and soul-stirring.

Wang Diyuan patted his shoulder gently, forcing him to tremble: "Uncle, you will help me, right?"

It was more of a threat than a question.

Marquis Ning Yuan was about to cry but had no tears. He lowered his voice: "My eldest nephew, Laoshan has survived longer than the Wang family has been on the throne. Why should we get rid of them?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Diyuan chuckled lightly, and the faint moonlight hit his face, and all he could see was determination to win.

"Laoshan values ​​inheritance the most. The most talented guys of their generation are in my hands, and those old guys in Laoshan are at my mercy."

Ning Yuanhou held different opinions on this, but he did not dare to say it.

Wang Diyuan didn't know what he thought of, and his mood suddenly became depressed, with a hint of anger: "My father has been too kind to Laoshan over the years, which has made them more arrogant."

"There was no one to advise me, so I had no choice but to make this decision. But now, there is no turning back. Uncle, you must help me."

Ning Yuanhou heard a 'click', something broke.

Oh, it's his heart.

"Eldest nephew, it's not that I won't help you with this matter, it's really..."

Seeing Wang Diyuan's increasingly cold eyes, Ning Yuanhou swallowed the rest of his words stiffly, his eyes wandering: "How can I help?"

Half an hour later.

Wang Diyuan arrived at the front hall at midnight, but the place was still brightly lit and bustling with people.

In the main hall, hundreds of ministers and heads of various departments were discussing what to do next.

Seeing him coming in, everyone lowered their voices and stood upright.

Wang Diyuan walked to the front and looked at the chair. From the time he was sensible, he seemed to know that this chair would be his sooner or later, but he did not expect that this day would come so quickly.

"The king was assassinated and unfortunately passed away. I am afraid that the news has spread to the various states at this time. In order to appease the people and shock the states, I hope that the prince will succeed to the throne as soon as possible."

Someone started, followed by countless others who agreed.

After they finished expressing their opinions, Wang Diyuan turned around and bowed to everyone with his hands first, making these old guys look confused.

Then, he spoke: "Everyone, now I want to avenge my father first, and then talk about other things. If the murderer is not punished for one day, I will not sit on this throne!"

Everyone was in an uproar and knelt down.

"Prince, think twice~"

Wang Diyuan stood proudly in the center, looking forward with a firm attitude. He waved his sleeves and said, "I have made up my mind. You don't need to persuade me anymore. If I don't avenge my father, I will not succeed to the throne."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be cheating, everyone became even more panicked.

"How can this be done?"

"As soon as day breaks, the news of the king's death will spread, and the surrounding states will get the news. If the prince does not succeed to the throne, I am afraid they will be ready to take advantage of the chaos to capture my Wangzhou territory."

Yea, ah, ah, ah, ah, all out of worry.

Ning Yuanhou was also anxious.

He had long forgotten the plan he had made earlier, and now he advised: "Di Yuan, you must succeed to the throne immediately and appease everyone and the people in Wangzhou. Otherwise, we will be in big trouble due to internal and external troubles."

Just now.

The people from the Taiyuan Hospital arrived. A group of three people knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads. Sweat rolled down their foreheads and fell drop by drop to form a pool on the ground.

Wang Diyuan narrowed his eyes, avoided Ning Yuanhou who was in the way, and walked over quickly.

"Have you found out the cause of death?"

Wu Zuo's face was pale and his pupils were blank.

Wang Diyuan grabbed his arm angrily: "Tell me!"

"It's... it's... a copper coin seal."

Everyone was speechless.

Copper coin citation is a unique technique in Laoshan. Those who use this technique will leave a mark on their body as big as a copper coin and die peacefully.

Nowadays, only a few old guys in Laoshan can use this technique.

"It's so true!"

Wang Diyuan was so angry that he let go of Zuo Zuo's arm and let him fall to the ground.

"Those vicious old guys dare to murder my father, I will make them pay the price!"

The hall was extremely quiet, no one dared to speak. That was Laoshan, not an ordinary tribe, let alone any state.

The legend of Mount Laoshan has been imprinted in their minds since they can remember it, and they cannot get rid of it. No matter what they say on weekdays, they always have a sense of awe in their hearts.

Seeing this, Zuo Shangshu stood up and said: "The copper coin seal has been around for a long time, and it is not uncommon for people to steal it. This matter needs to be investigated clearly before making a conclusion."