After the coffin of King Chulie of Zhao was arranged, all of them were allowed to meet each other, from the royal nobles and princes to the ministers inside and outside the royal court. After crying and worshiping for less than a quarter of an hour, they were all driven out.

In a white white banner, the eldest son Liang Sheng, who was forcibly driven away by the guards, finally couldn't bear it. Outside the Longzhang Gate of the Fushou Palace, he angrily defeated several very arrogant and unreasonable palace guards. Then he raised his arms and shouted.

"I am also the son of the king! If I want to keep a vigil here, why should I drive me away?"

Most of the others outside Longzhang Sect were also a little angry. The experience of the prime minister who had been frugal in his previous life was already very dissatisfied. However, under the death of the king, they chose to endure for the time being. But now even the two young men were treated so rudely, it would be too contrary to human nature.

However, before the others could say anything, he saw Chu Jiangmian, who had changed into the white clothes stained with blood, standing on the steps with a cold face, and he said lightly.

"The place where the king is placed in the Longzhang Sect is. If anyone dares to make noise here, no matter who it is, he will never let it go!"

"I have no other request, I just want to stay in front of my father's spirit..."

"No! Just have me here, don't you hear it clearly?"

Chu Jiangmian interrupted the young master Liang Sheng indifferently, with an extremely arrogant attitude. Chu Liangsheng's eyes showed a look of pain, and he said angrily unwillingly.

"The father is not your father alone! He is also the father of my second brother Qingyun and me. Since we want to stop here, our brothers will naturally have the same right to protect us as you. Chu Jiangmian, if you want to inherit the throne, I am not interested in stopping you. But if you want to forcibly deprive us of the right to protect our father, I will never be convinced!"

Seeing their brothers glaring at each other, many people felt deeply uneasy. At such a moment, if any conflicts in Jinxiang Palace were intensified, it would be really painful for the relatives and the enemy would be happy! The Prime Minister Fei Yi just received an emergency military message and was still dealing with it outside, but was not on the scene. The ministers led by Doctor Zi Zhong Shang, saw that the situation was not good, quickly wanted to come over and persuade him. However, Chu Jiangmian had already pulled out his long sword with a "cang" and pointed at Liang Sheng and said loudly.

"My father has passed the Fengyun Sword and the Golden Pink Bow to me, so I am naturally the legitimate new king of Zhao State! Even if you are not convinced, so what? If you have the ability, come and snatch it away! If you don't have the courage, just be the ministers at the bottom. And my current order is that everyone, including you two young masters, will withdraw from the Fushou Hall! From today on, until the king is buried, no one is allowed to step into this place without my order... Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Facing the tough order issued by this man who was actually the new king of Zhao, who would forcibly argue with him? What's more, some people had long been secretly ulterior motives, and were overjoyed to see him acting so willful and rebellious. They were originally afraid that this guy would be able to rely on King Zhao's legacy and quickly gain the support of many people. But now it seems that he is simply acting against the will and destroying himself!

The eldest son Liang was so angry that his face turned pale. He looked back at Chu Qingyun who had been silent and hoped that he could help him at this time. However, no matter how he and Chu Jiangmian were just verbal, the second young master who had returned to Longcheng was still indifferent. Even when he heard Chu Jiangmian's unreasonable words, the expression on his face did not change, and he lowered his head and said nothing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chu Liangsheng sighed disappointedly, stopped insisting, and turned around and walked out in anger. Wang Shuchu Daxing, who had been watching the situation since entering the city, did not go to see Chu Jiangmian again. He sneered and walked out closely behind the young master Liangsheng. Not far away, he had already grabbed Liang Sheng, who was walking quickly, as if he was whispering something.

Chu Jiangmian narrowed his eyes, withdrew his gaze, and ignored the remaining people. He turned around and entered Longzhang Gate, giving only one command to Bai Ye and Murong Licheng who were guarding the door.

"From now on, those who attempt to enter this gate without my permission will be killed without mercy!"

When everyone heard him say such a bloody order, they shuddered. Even if they wanted to persuade him, they swallowed it. Everyone turned around and left, their backs were filled with despair. If such a person was really allowed to inherit the throne, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for Zhao State. Even if they were not destroyed by the enemy's attack, they would be destroyed by Chu Jiangmian's hands!

"Why do you do this?"

Chu Jiangmian, who was passing through the empty hall, was about to step onto the long steps and enter the back hall to guard the spirits, but he heard a woman's angry voice questioning him above his head. He didn't have to look up, but he knew who was standing at the door waiting for him.

"Aunt...all this is a last resort!"

Chu Jiangmian looked straight at the stern eyes. His blood-filled eyes were still so clear and transparent in front of her. Chu Lingyun, who knew everything about him, was originally going to be angry and punished. But when he noticed the endless pain in these eyes, the suspicions in her heart suddenly disappeared. She believed that he was definitely not the kind of narrow-minded, tyrannical and ruthless person.

"Why...there's the purpose? Can I know?"

"Can."

Chu Jiangmian walked up the steps with a calm expression, looking at the sad place deep in the back hall. He silently took out a secret urgent document from his chest and handed it to the puzzled woman.

"This is the news I just received before entering Jinxiang Palace... Yuanrong was killed, the city of Guancheng was broken, and the Zhao army was almost wiped out. The Pingyang-Shuomen line was completely lost, and the remaining soldiers retreated to Wutong Pass, and I'm afraid they won't be able to defend for many hours... Alas!"

Chu Lingyun was shocked. Although she did not participate in the political affairs of Zhao State, as a royal woman, she naturally had extraordinary experiences. Although Chu Jiangmian did not say it clearly, she immediately understood that Zhao State might no longer be able to stop the attack of the Qin and Wei coalition forces!

"How is it possible! Is General Yuanrong not the number one general of Zhao State? Even he failed and died... Are you sure this news will not be fake?"

"Don't doubt it. This was sent back by the spies from Qianji Pavilion day and night as soon as possible. When it was delivered to me, everyone in Wangting didn't know! I guess at this moment, the Prime Minister and the officials of the State Council have already received the news."

Chu Jiangmian smiled bitterly on his face. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead hard to relieve the unconcealed fatigue. Chu Lingyun looked at him with distress. In just a few days, he could no longer see the cynical dandy appearance on his face.

"In other words, the army of Qin and Wei have already broken through our main line of defense. Will they drive straight into Longcheng?"

Chu Jiangmian nodded, affirming her speculation, and Chu Lingyun's heart suddenly sank. She stared blankly as Chu Jiangmian sat down on the long steps, facing the drizzle that had not stopped outside the hall, and said in a low voice.

"The death of General Yuanrong in battle was the biggest loss of Zhao State. Moreover, because of his death, the morale of the Western Front was chaotic. Under the fierce attack of the enemy, he finally could not resist it. Nearly 60,000 troops died every once in a while... It was really heartbreaking!"

Speaking of this, his voice choked up. When he was very young, he remembered that Yuan Rong had hugged him, and vaguely remembered the appearance of this famous general. Thinking back then, including him and four or five other famous generals of Zhao State, were invincible under the command of his father, which made the people of the Northern Hu scared and founded the next generation of great fame. But now, King Zhao Chulie and Yuan Rong died one after another. Zheng Liancheng, who was about the same age as them, would probably not have been too long, let alone put on the battlefield. How could it not be too sad to sigh when he thought about this!

"Jiang Mian, since it has reached such a critical moment, he should unite all the forces of Longcheng and share the same hatred of the enemy. Maybe there will be a turning point. But why do you have to act alone in front of others, pretend to be inhumane, and deliberately humiliate the Prime Minister Fei Yi and Gongzi Liang Sheng? Wouldn't this make people more confused?"

"It's just that the more chaotic you should be, the better... After the death of my father, the chaos in Longcheng is inevitable. Now, I can only burn my boats and seek to survive in my death!"

Chu Jiangmian's voice became more and more low. He was not sure whether his plan could succeed. But one thing is certain. Once it fails, he and Zhao will never be able to doom!

"Jiang Mian... has made you suffer!"

Chu Lingyun suddenly understood his painstaking efforts. He was willing to bear everyone's misunderstandings, just to make a way out for Zhao State to break out in difficulties. This thin body, the burden on his shoulders that he took on was too heavy!

But he heard someone in the back hall sigh. The two of them turned their heads at the same time, and the queen Jiang Xin, dressed in white, wiped away the tears and was turning out from behind the curtain. At the moment when he saw his mother, Chu Jiangmian suddenly felt the weakness in his heart. He only shouted sadly: "My mother! Father, he..."

Before he finished speaking, he finally burst into tears.

At the same time, Fei Yi, the prime minister of the country outside the hall in front of Jinxiang Palace, finally finished watching the emergency military situation that had just arrived at eight hundred miles. He looked at the doctors surrounding him with a pale face, and said in his voice that everyone would not want to hear the least.

What! Yuan Rong died in battle, Zhao army was defeated, Qin and Wei coalition forces had already broken through the pass and entered the territory of Zhao? All those who heard this news widened their eyes in horror, and the open space in front of the huge hall was silent.

This is truly unparalleled blessings, and misfortunes never come in singularity! Is it really difficult for Zhao State to escape this disaster this time?
Chapter completed!