Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

The Three Great Zhou Imperial Palaces and the Altar of Light!

The Imperial Guards were displayed all around, holding guns in both hands, and the atmosphere was solemn.

In the capital, dignitaries, important members of the imperial court, royal family members, and nobles all arrived one after another.

However, the vast majority of people here are frightened, nervous and panic-stricken.

From the moment they received the imperial decree to the present, they barely blinked, and their hearts raised in their throats never let go.

An ominous premonition hung over their hearts, making them sleepless and uneasy.

The drastic changes in the court, hundreds of officials were beheaded, the eldest prince Zhou Fan led the rebellion and was beheaded in public, blood flowed into rivers in the capital, and the pungent smell of blood in the solidified air has not dissipated yet.

No one knows what happened in the palace during those days.

But none of that matters anymore.

The important thing is that Zhou Zheng regained power, the city gates of Kyoto were closed tightly, soldiers were stationed, and a sense of chilling enveloped the entire Kyoto.

Those who had reveled after Emperor Tianjing regained control of the government, especially those who blatantly stood against Zhou Zheng, were already trembling.

They didn't know when the sickle in Zhou Zheng's hand would be swung down and kill them.

Or maybe, this time, everyone is gathered here in the name of the imperial court, just to catch them all in one fell swoop and kill them all? !

Some people kept refusing, and some even broke their own legs in order to find a reasonable reason not to go.

Some timid young people did not mention it in one breath and were frightened to death on the spot.

But even so, they couldn't escape.

In the words of the court, if they can't do it, then their sons will do it!

Such a reaction almost made everyone feel despair.

The Altar of Light came out and hundreds of people gathered together.

They were carefully dressed, well-dressed and upright, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that their whole bodies are trembling, especially those eyes that are looking around, full of panic.

This is their second time at the Altar of Light.

The last time Zhou Zheng went to war, he left behind a sentence that shocked everyone. If Zhou Zheng could not come back alive, there would be no need for everyone present to go back alive.

Now, are they all going to be killed here?

The heartbeat was racing, but no one dared to really speak.

They could only stand passively and stiffly, waiting quietly.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Finally, the sound of beating drums came from far to near, from small to loud, and then turned into a roaring sound that enveloped the entire altar of light.

The vibrating sound made the old man's heart tense.

Then, I saw that the crowd had taken the initiative to separate a channel at some point.

At the end of the passage, the dragon chariot appears!

This is the emperor? !

Everyone was frightened, but they knew the rules quite well and knelt down to where the dragon chariot was.

Dragon chariot, that is the carriage that only the saint can ride on.

Magnificent and luxurious.

The dragon chariot passed through the crowd and finally stopped at the front of the Altar of Light.

Then, an old, rickety figure slowly walked down from the dragon chariot.

This figure moved very slowly, as if every move he made seemed to take a long time.

Until this figure completely appeared, some brave people vaguely saw this figure from the corner of their eyes.

It's Emperor Tianjing!

At this time, Emperor Tianjing's face had long lost the vitality and redness it had in the past. Instead, his face was pale, and his eyes were hollow and decadent.

He moved his trembling long legs, and with the support of the people beside him, he gradually climbed up the stone steps of the Altar of Light.

Every step seemed quite strenuous.

As an emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, as the highest authority in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the former Emperor Tianjing was so glorious and dazzling.

It is no exaggeration to say that wherever he goes, he rides on thousands of horses.

The red carpet was all over the ground, flags were flying, hundreds of officials knelt down to welcome him, and everyone was watching.

Wherever he goes, he is the center of the world, and he is the god of the world!

However, this time, all the people who knelt and worshiped could see a slightly lonely back and a vicissitudes of life.

He no longer has that high-spirited spirit!

Is this still the Emperor Tianjing in the hearts of the world? Is it still the old man they admired, Zhou Shiquan? !

The people who knelt down were filled with emotions, and Emperor Tianjing, who was ascending the Altar of Light, also had complex feelings.

He knew better than anyone else why he set foot in the Altar of Light this time.

He doesn't want to, he's unwilling, but he can't do anything.

Emperor Tianjing never thought that after a lifetime of being a hero, a lifetime of scheming, and a lifetime of pride, he would end up like this.

At this time, every word, every move he made was no longer within his control.

Even the attendant supporting him was not from Emperor Tianjing.

However, it is just personal protection.

Of course, the object of protection is not Emperor Tianjing as a person, but what Emperor Tianjing wants to say.

When he stepped up the last step, the breeze was blowing, but Emperor Tianjing didn't feel any comfortable.

He turned around and looked at the people kneeling below.

The heart that had fallen silent seemed to have a touch of fire again.

"rise!"

Just when Emperor Tianjing was about to use his gift to make the kneeling people stand up, a low roar covered the entire Altar of Light.

No one knows who made this sound.

However, someone still stood up.

Then, one after another, everyone stood up.

This scene made Emperor Tianjing's withered palms clenched into fists again.

"Have you deprived me of even this right?"

In a low voice, Emperor Tianjing was helpless after all.

He glanced around, looking at the dignitaries, aristocratic families, and even the royal family members who had once been in the capital, and suddenly he regretted it!

He couldn't accept such a miserable ending!

The biting lips trembled a little.

But when he glanced towards the periphery of the Altar of Light, a feeling of despair arose.

Because, he saw the black muzzle of the musket facing the Altar of Light.

"Your Majesty, are they all waiting?"

At this moment, a considerate reminder came from behind.

These words made his heart beat faster.

Emperor Tianjing's unusual behavior and subtle movements have already been noticed by everyone below.

Some smart and discerning people have vaguely guessed something.

But no one dared to speak at this time.

Because before they entered the palace, a large number of soldiers entered Kyoto.

No one knows what will happen.

But they have a feeling that if they mess around here, the family behind them will be completely wiped out immediately.

After a long time, Emperor Tianjing slowly took out the imperial edict that he had prepared.

Immediately, in front of everyone, he handed it to the attendant beside him.

"Declaration..."

The sound, as thin as a mosquito's fly, seemed to have exhausted the last of Emperor Tianjing's strength.

"Follow the sky, the emperor's edict said!"

The voice began to echo in the light altar.

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