Rebirth after the Cold: The Evil King Please Respect Yourself

After saying the word "cut" three times in a row, the soldiers holding the knives felt a chilling air rush towards their faces.

After looking at each other for a while, they threw down their sabers one after another, bowed their heads and knelt down.

Baili Jun stopped looking at them and walked into the hall.

In the huge golden hall, it was dark all around, except for the flickering candle on the imperial case, there was no other light.

And after that faint light, Bailiyi sat on the throne in a golden dragon robe, holding the dragon heads on both sides with both hands, looking down on the world.

Baili Jun walked slowly to the center, chatted casually, and said with a light smile, "Brother Wuhuang is so excited! How about this throne, is it easy to sit on?"

Baili Yi was startled, tried his best to identify the person from the darkness, gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you here?"

Baili Jun lowered his head and laughed twice, and took another step forward: "Brother Wuhuang's words are really interesting, why can't I be here?"

Baili Yi only regarded his calmness as a forced gesture, and sneered with disdain: "I didn't expect you to move so fast. Unfortunately, you are still late. Here, this throne, already belongs to me!" , he looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter kept echoing between the walls built of gold bricks until it disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally had the fun of laughing, his facial features instantly turned ferocious, his eyes burst into a frenzied look, and he raised his voice, "Come on, take them down for me!"

But apart from a bigger echo, no one answered him.

He was a little flustered, and raised his voice even higher: "Come here!"

Still no one rushed in.

Now he was completely panicked, stood up from the dragon chair, pumped up his energy, and shouted: "Come on!"

It was still silent.

He seemed to realize something, his eyes flickered like an earthquake.

Baili Jun looked at him at a loss, approached slowly, and looked at him coldly from the distance of three jade steps: "Bailiyi, you are as stupid as ever!"

Enraged by this sentence, Baili Yi roared and wanted to rush down, but accidentally tripped over the dragon robe on his body, staggered a step, rolled straight down the steps, and fell to Baili Jun's feet.

Baili Jun lowered his head slightly, looking at his messy appearance with all his hair loose and unable to get up, as if he was watching an ant at his mercy. Then, he slowly raised his toes and stepped on it hard. The hand at the foot.

Baili Yi screamed in pain, and wanted to pull out his hand, but in vain. In a rage, he raised his head and stared at Baili Jun with scarlet eyes.

Baili Jun didn't care at all: "Why, Brother Wuhuang is not reconciled? But what can you do? Your people will die and surrender, and your mother and concubine are also in my hands. What are you taking to make your ridiculous emperor dream?"

Bailiyi was both angry and hurt, his face flushed red and he couldn't speak.

Baili Jun increased his strength, and there was a sudden sound of bone cracking.

Baili Yi screamed again.

Baili Junquan had never heard of it, and a layer of ice formed in his deep black eyes: "Bailiyi, you remember, everything today is all caused by your own stupidity, ruthlessness and self-righteousness. You You have created so many karma in this life, let's go down and pay back one by one!" As he spoke, he had already taken the long sword from Yunhen.

Baili Yi finally realized that his situation was over, he simply gave up struggling, and roared in an extremely shrill voice: "Baili Jun, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go..."

Before he could utter the word "you", he tilted his head and lost his voice, only those eyes were opened unwillingly, unwilling to die.

In the winter of the 54th year of the Dali calendar, the fifth prince Bailiyi led the army to force the palace, and the prince Bailijun led the army overnight to suppress the rebellion, and executed Bailiyi in the Guangyang Golden Palace.

Since then, this incident has become a secret in the palace, and there is no ink in the history books, only vaguely relying on the narration of those who experienced it back then, and countless rumors, whether true or false, remain in the imagination of later generations.

On the first day of the first lunar month in the 55th year of the Dali calendar, the crown prince Baili Jun officially ascended the throne in Guangyang Hall, and the crown princess Mu Yunxuan was appointed as the heir, and the eldest son Bailiwang was the reserve.

The next month, the emperor issued an edict in the court to abolish the harem, except for the empress, no concubine.

In the second year, Empress Xuan gave birth to a daughter named Bai Li Nuo, Princess Feng Deshan.

In the 95th year of the Dali calendar, Empress died in Chang'an Palace. The emperor's grief could not be overcome. Three days later, he became the crown prince.

Since then, under the rule of Bailiwang, Dali has become more and more prosperous, and Princess Deshan has also inherited her mother's wisdom and assisted Bailiwang to become a generation of Mingjun.

Those soul-stirring and lingering legends were finally buried in the depths of time with the years.

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