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The knife pointed the blade hard at Qin Xuan's neck and waved it heavily...

Qin Xuan stared at the butcher knife raised high, his eyes widened to the extreme. Until this moment, he was really sure that he was going to die.

In this short moment, his eyes flashed quickly in front of him like a lantern, and muttered like a demon: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

Since childhood, his father and mother have been very nice to him.

When the father mentioned his elder brother, he always shook his head, saying that he looked more like him than his elder brother. The father also had high hopes for him. He not only personally guided him in martial arts, but also invited famous teachers to teach him.

In order not to disappoint his father, he worked so hard that the rooster crowed and usually had to rest in the middle of the night. Over the years, he tried his best to become the second son of the Nanyang Prince's Mansion who was both civil and military in the mouths of everyone.

He hopes to be the pride of his father, and he wants his father to see that he is far better than his elder brother.

He thought he had the opportunity to replace his elder brother as the prince. Until the end of last year, he heard his father mention his elder brother and said he would pay the offer to return to Nanyang.

At that moment, he seemed to have been poured into a bucket of cold water on his head, and his whole body was cold.

He suddenly understood that his father had never considered passing the throne to him.

The eldest brother is the eldest son and is destined to be nobler than him. No matter how outstanding or hardworking he is, it is useless. The throne of the King of Nanyang will not belong to him!

It turns out that in the eyes of the father, there was always only Qin Yao, the son.

He was unwilling to give up, unwilling to give up!

Even so, he had no intention of attacking his father.

However, the father discovered that he had colluded with Lin Guo.

The father beat him hard and removed him from his military post, so that he would never have to go to the military camp again.

He knelt down and admitted his mistake to his father. He cried bitterly, but the father was indifferent.

The father said, "I am too disappointed with you!"

This sentence stabbed him in the heart like a knife.

He knew that no matter how much he fought or robbed it in the future, it would be useless.

He never had the chance to make achievements again. Not to mention the throne, he would not have any achievements in his career.

He can only kill his father!

And now, he has also ushered in his death!

In an instant, Qin Xuan seemed to see his father staring at him quietly in the distance, his eyes like a pitch-black vortex, as if he was about to suck him in...

The knife rises and falls, and the soul breaks with one knife.

Qin Xuan didn't even have time to scream, and his head fell off like a skin.

The red blood gushed out from the broken mouth on his neck, and the blood dyed the executioner's knife and face red.

The surroundings became quieter, as quiet as death.

The soldiers looked at this scene with different expressions, without looking sideways.

Some people have a deep eyebrows, some people sigh in their hearts, some people can't bear to look at them, and more people think they deserve it.

In any case, Qin Xuan's death also means that the matter has settled.

Mu Lin, Cheng and others were all relieved. Qin Xuan died, and the matter of his collusion with Lin State was over.

After a while, the square gradually became noisy again.

With Qin Yao's order, the soldiers dispersed in groups of three or three, and another young general walked back to the central tent to report to Gu Jue: "Prince, the second son of Qin has been executed."

Gu Jue did not go to observe the execution, and to him, Qin Xuan was insignificant.

This is Qin Yao’s business!

Gu Jue waved his hand casually, and the young man stepped down respectfully.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Gu Jue took out a small blue and white porcelain bottle from his sleeve bag and took a pill with warm tea.

Gu Jue casually played with a crescent-shaped sachet, and the bright green lotus colored material made his fingers look as white as jade.

Before leaving, Chu Qianchen gave him this sachet together with the pills, saying that he was wearing it every day, calming his energy and concentrating his mind, which helps him sleep.

Gu Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the orchid embroidered on the sachet. A familiar fragrance floated into his nose, like a fresh fragrance falling from the snow.

A bright face couldn't help but appear in his mind.

The melon-shaped face as big as a palm, the bright phoenix eyes raised upwards. When looking at me, my eyebrows and eyes are always curved, and my dark pupils are like the most dazzling gem, radiating overflowing.

It is as cold as the moon, elegant and cunning.

I don't know what she is doing now...

Gu Jue smiled slightly, his handsome facial features had a little more soft color, warm and gentle.

Time gradually passed in silence, and the sound outside the tent seemed to be coming from near and far, as if it was from another world.

It took about an hour later that the curtain of the tent was lifted up again.

This time, the person who came in was Qin Yao.

The servant pushed Qin Yao's wheelchair in. Qin Yao's usual cynical face looked a little solemn at this moment.

Gu Jue moved his eyebrows, held his right hand, and put the crescent sachet into the sleeve bag in his sleeve and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiu, I just received the military newspaper and five thousand Lin people attacked the territory."

After pausing for a moment, Qin Yao explained the whole story in an orderly manner.

Just now, they had found some letters from Qin Xuan's study that he had communicated with Lin Guo. In the letter, Qin Xuan promised to cede Xizhi County to Lin Guo.

Originally, Qin Xuan's plan took advantage of the death of the King of Nanyang and his army was not determined. When Lin Guo's army attacked, he deliberately retreated, allowing Lin Guo to obtain Xizhi County naturally.

As he said that, Qin Yao's eyes became deeper, "Now Lin Guo probably didn't know that Qin Xuan was dead..." So, they invaded the situation according to the scheduled plan.

"According to reports, there are still five thousand Lin Guojun behind him rushing to the border. Brother Jiu, they have a lot of ambition this time."

The people of Lin have always been ambitious and are coveting Da Qi. Obviously, their ambitions must be more than Xizhi County based on the number of troops they sent.

The servant spread a sheepskin map on the general's case.

The Lin Kingdom is also on this map. It is located in the northwest border of Da Qi. It has only been more than 50 years since its founding, and its territory is only the size of the two states of Da Qi.

Gu Jue's slender fingers slowly pointed to several places on the map, "The people of Lin wanted to advance east from Xizhi County, and planned to take advantage of the situation to take over Huajing County and Chenxi County in one fell swoop."

Qin Yao nodded, and he thought so, saying, "The five thousand troops of Lin Kingdom have arrived at Shazhi Mountain. The army travels 300 miles a day. In another day, they will arrive at Xizhi County."

The people of Lin were cunning and greedy. From the beginning, they were not just for the sake of that mere Xizhi County. Qin Xuan was trying to get a tiger!

The two exchanged meaningful gazes with each other.

Now the people of Lin do not know that Qin Xuan is dead, but for Daqi, this is an advantage.

They could have followed the flow and took down the Lin people.

Gu Jue made a quick decision and said, "I will lead my troops to Xizhi County immediately, and you will stay here to stay in the rear."

Qin Yao touched his chin, and on the one hand, he sympathized with Lin people and met Gu Jue. On the other hand, he felt a little regretful, saying, "Brother, why don't I go with you?"

It would be too boring to let him wait for news in Nanyang.

Gu Jue didn't say anything, just smiled slightly.

Mo Chen gave him a cold roll of his eyes, just saying, "Do you still want to fly with your current broken leg look like you are now?!"

Qin Yao raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling that Mo Chen was too embarrassed to give him face.

He actually knew that Gu Jue's arrangement was the most appropriate one.

During these days, the Nanyang Army has been in a state of being headless. The father's body has not been cold. Qin Xuan has just been executed, and the morale of the army is unstable. He has been away from Nanyang for many years. To be honest, how many people from the Nanyang Army are sincerely without him?

The Lin people came in a fierce manner and did not leave him any time to stabilize the morale of the army.

But Gu Jue is different!

"Brother Jiu, then when are you going to set off?" Qin Yao asked, implication was to agree with Gu Jue's proposal.

Gu Jue said: "After an hour."

So, one hour later, three thousand armored soldiers of the Nanyang Army and the elite soldiers of the Northern Army brought by Gu Jue on their trip were on standby in the square, and it was so dark.

These soldiers were tall and straight, with swords and guns in front of them, and their bright eyes were all looking at the platform ahead, Gu Jue and Qin Yao on the platform.

Qin Xuan's body had long been cleared off, but there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, reminding everyone what had happened here before.

"See the Prince!" The soldiers knelt down on one knee at the same time, clasped their fists to Qin Yao, and shouted in unison.

Thousands of people were all shorter, and the shouts were so neat that they were making a sound like the same person, roaring like thunder.

Most of them were immersed in the aftermath of the second son killing his father, and their hearts were still a little excited.

In less than half a day, a huge change occurred in the camp, as if it was short, but also as if it was very long, and too many things happened...

Finally, the bad luck comes, and the prince finally feels wronged!

Qin Yao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked around at the soldiers below, raised his hand with a smile, and said aloud: "Everyone should get up!"

"Thank you, Prince!"
To be continued...
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