Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Outside Handan City, Zhiyu, dressed in red, stood majestically under the city wall. He looked at the general guarding the city above and said, "Prince Ding Guo Shengtong is here to visit. I wonder if Emperor Zhao wants to come to see you?"

Hearing what Zhiyu said, the general guarding the city sent a soldier out to spread the news, then stood back to his original position defensively, staring at Zhiyu.

Zhiyu was not upset when she saw this, and stood calmly on her horse waiting for Wang Lang's arrival. Wang Lang had done her such a big favor, so there was no way that he would not come to see her even when he was at the gate of the city.

"Your Majesty, are you going to surround Handan City?" Liu Xiu, who met Yu Bandao, stepped forward and asked.

Zhiyu shook his head, "No need. It is the people who suffer the siege of the city. There are tens of thousands of people in the city. I cannot ignore their lives."

After getting the answer, Liu Xiu turned his horse's head and took a few steps back, guarding Zhiyu in a protective form.

In Handan City, Wang Lang heard the words brought by the soldiers. He stood lonely for a moment, then looked up to the sky and sighed: "It seems that this is my fate."

After saying that, he closed his eyes in pain and ordered: "Call everyone in the harem, and I... take them to meet King Ding."

"Your Majesty has arrived——"

As the eunuch's sharp voice sounded, a bright yellow figure appeared on the city wall. Wang Lang looked at the heroic Zhiyu standing on the horse below, his eyes full of complexity.

Zhiyu raised his hand and clenched his fist, and smiled faintly at Wang Lang above, "Emperor Zhao."

Wang Lang nodded in response, and then looked at the hundreds of thousands of troops below, "King Ding, are you ready to attack the city?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "Emperor Zhao, the world is rising and falling, princes are fighting for hegemony, and the people are suffering."

"In the end, you chose to aim your power at Liang Wang Liu Yong and Han Emperor Liu Xuan. I think your heart is biased towards me."

"So, why should I attack the city?"

Hearing this, Wang Lang smiled sadly, looked at Zhiyu and praised, "You are not bad, but I am not as good as you."

Wen Yanzhiyu didn't say anything, she just looked at Wang Lang indifferently. After all, it was difficult for her to accept Wang Lang's words. When people praised her, she couldn't say, yes, you are right.

Wang Lang turned his head and glanced at Handan City. When he turned his head again, his eyes were full of determination.

"Prince Ding, you are right. The world rises and falls, princes compete for hegemony, and it is the common people who suffer."

"I was born in Handan and grew up in Handan. When I die, I don't want to take the people of Handan to be buried with me, so I will give the city of Handan to you."

"But I want you to promise that after you get Handan, you won't kill any of my Handan people."

Zhiyu nodded, "This is natural. I love the people like a son, so I will not kill them in vain."

Seeing Zhiyu say this, Wang Lang smiled openly, pointed to the beauties and children beside him and said: "The fight between princes for hegemony has nothing to do with women and immatures. Please be kind to King Ding and spare their lives."

Zhiyu nodded as usual when he heard this, "As long as they don't offend me, I will feed them well and feed them without touching them."

Zhiyu looked serious, not lying at all. Seeing this, Wang Lang felt relieved and said, "Okay, in that case, Prince Ding... I will believe you for once."

After saying this, he looked at the general standing not far from him and ordered: "General Wang, after I die, you open the city gate and welcome King Ding into the city."

After saying that, Wang Lang stood up on the city wall without waiting for the general to react, looked at Zhiyu with heroic eyes and said: "Guo Shengtong, bring down the world and prove to the world that the world does not belong to his Liu family."

After saying this, Wang Lang leaned back and jumped down from the tower.

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The sound of a body falling to the ground was heard. Zhiyu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Lang's yellow body lying in a pool of blood.

The surroundings were extremely quiet at this time. No one expected that a powerful prince would end his life in such a heroic way.

Zhiyu turned over and dismounted, and strode to Wang Lang's body. Seeing that his eyes were still open, she couldn't bear it, so she stretched out her hand to close his eyes for him, and then said in a deep voice: "I respectfully bid farewell to Emperor Zhao on his funeral."

As Zhiyu finished speaking, Liu Xiu, who was deeply touched by this, immediately echoed: "I respectfully bid farewell to Emperor Zhao on his funeral."

"Respectfully send Emperor Zhao off to his funeral."

After Zhiyu and Liu Xiu finished speaking, the hundreds of thousands of troops in Prince Ding's Mansion also began to say in unison.

On the wall of Handan City, people had already knelt together. Everyone looked sad and said with painful eyes: "I respectfully bid farewell to Your Majesty."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhigao, the general of Handan City, stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "Open the city gate."

"King Zhao is high and pays homage to King Ding."

Wang Zhigao walked out of the city gate and said to Yu.

Zhiyu nodded, looked at Wang Lang who was lying in a pool of blood, and said in a deep voice: "Go ahead, Zhao Emperor Wang Lang died for his country. He is commendable for his loyalty. He will be buried in his ancestral grave according to the emperor's rites. His posthumous title... ."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After the news spread that Wang Lang died for his country in the city of Handan and was buried with imperial rites, the whole world was shocked.

For a while, some people praised Wang Lang for his integrity, while others praised Zhiyu for his broadmindedness. After all, Zhiyu was not the emperor yet, but he could bury Wanglang with the courtesy of an emperor. Not everyone has such a broadmindedness.

At this moment, Liu Xuan, who had just suffered a defeat and lost 50,000 horses, invited the legendary fortune teller Liu Lin.

Zhiyu captured the north, and Liu Xuan felt uncomfortable, so he decided to ask Liu Lin to predict who would be the master of the world.

Liu Lin did not refuse when he heard this, but asked Liu Xuan to set up an altar for him in the city.

Liu Xuan was confused, "It's just divination and fortune-telling. Why does it need to set up an altar?"

Liu Lin Daogu smiled in a fairy-like manner, "If it is other hexagrams, just divination directly, but this is the future master of the world. If there is no altar, how can it be calculated?"

Liu Xuan didn't understand divination, so he thought it was reasonable to hear what Liu Lin said, so he sent people to build a temporary altar in the city for Liu Lin to use.

Perhaps to satisfy his own vanity, on the day of Liu Lin's divination, Liu Xuan not only invited all the high-ranking officials and dignitaries to be present, he also let in the common people. He wanted everyone in the world to know that he, Liu Xuan, was the future Lord of the world.

As for why Liu Xuan was so confident and dared to let people and officials come to see the fortune, it was naturally because Liu Lin had given him many hints in the past few days, which made him feel that he was undoubtedly the future master of the world.

Liu Xuan thought to himself that as long as the legendary Liu Lin, who was enlightened by the gods, could say in public that he was the future master of the world, then whether it was Zhang Bu and Dong Xian in the east, Lu Fang in the north, Gongsun Shu in the southwest, or How dare Liu Yong and Guo Shengtong compete with him for the world?