Ganmala originally thought that everything was under control, especially when he heard that Antong frequently went to and from the Daming Palace, it was obviously because he had gained the trust of his father Khan, and he was the general of his own side. So when he saw Antong read the edict, Ganmala felt that he was sure to win, but the situation took a sharp turn, which made him difficult to accept.

"Your Highness of the King of Qin, I'm afraid the Khan will not want to see you!" Brother Sang snorted coldly at Ganmala. He knew that he had won the victory in the battle for the throne, and his fate was to be defeated and he couldn't help but feel proud.

"Please check the edict, is it written by the Great Khan?" An Tong ignored them and said calmly. In fact, he felt guilty about Ganmala, and he had to betray him for the sake of Dayuan. But this is the court, and no real loyalty is true, it is just intrigue.

"Yes, it's written by Dahan!" Brother Sang was already a little impatient, and he immediately confirmed after just one look.

"Well, the seal and handwriting are correct!" Li Siyan also looked into the aisle.

"No mistake!" Kurigis nodded and confirmed after carefully deciding. Then he did not ignore Mu. Dong Shixuan, Cui Yu and others all looked at it and confirmed that it was the Khan's handwriting.

"You collude and force the Khan to issue an edict. I want to see the Khan!" Gan Malai saw that all the priests believed that the edict was true, and he couldn't help but shouted in despair. However, there were only a few people, and all the kings of the sect were silent.

"Your Highness the King of Qin, please respect yourself, don't make noise in the hall!" He Weixian glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice.

"What are you, just a slave!" Ganmala stepped forward and pointed at him and cursed, "I want to see the Khan, you dare to stop me!"

"Please rest aside!" He Weixian secretly observed a moment of silence for him. If he admitted it now, he could still preserve his wealth. If such a fuss, there would be no place to go. If he died suddenly, he would end up with it.

"You... dare!" As soon as He Weixian finished speaking, a guard immediately stepped forward and pulled him aside. Although he struggled hard, he was not the opponent of several strong men.

"Right Prime Minister, please continue!" He Weixian saw that the scene was under control, and those who were interested in talking to him saw another guard carrying the blade to the hall, and did not dare to say anything anymore. Only Ganmala was still roaring unwillingly.

"The King of Jin received the order, and all the ministers congratulate him!" An Tong said loudly with the edict in his hand.

"My son received the order, long live the father, long live, long live, long live!" Tiemur was ecstatic, but tried his best to suppress his emotions and stepped forward to thank him.

"I congratulate King Jin for entering the Eastern Palace!" An Tong handed over the edict to Tie Muer, helped him up, took a few steps back, and bowed to congratulate him.

"Congratulations to King Jin and enter the Eastern Palace!" The ministers understood at this time that whether they wanted to or not, it was already a fact that the Khan made King Jin the crown prince, and they also congratulated each other.

"The Khan has an imperial edict!" After congratulating, An Tong took out an imperial edict from the wooden box in He Weixian's hand again, looked at everyone, and his eyes were only swept the proud Brother Sang's face, "Brother Sang is obsessed with intelligence and disorderly political affairs. Some people dare to say that, so they frame him and kill him. Now that the people are unemployed, thieves are rising, and chaos is in the evening, I am very worried. I think that if I don't kill Brother Sang, there will be no peace in the country!"

"Impossible. I serve the Khan loyally and devote my efforts to the country. Why do you want to kill me? You are falsely circulating a false edict. I want to see the Khan, see the Khan..." After hearing this, Brother Sang's joy turned into shock and panic in an instant, and he defended loudly.

"Your Prime Minister, are you wrong?" Tie Muer was also panicked. Brother Sang made a lot of efforts to fight for the throne, and he was the number one hero, asking repeatedly.

"The Khan has issued an imperial edict. Brother Sang is extremely guilty and will be executed immediately without any permission!" He Weixian ignored them, stepped forward, waved to the guards and said.

"Help King Jin..." Brother Sang stepped forward several guards, and then his own party members came forward to stop them, but immediately a guard came forward to block them. Although the knife only pulled out half of the blade, everyone knew that if they took another step forward, they would draw the sword without hesitation. He was completely panicked at this time and could only ask Tiemur for help.

"He Wanhu, please wait, I want to see my father..." Tiemur hurriedly said to He Weixian.

"The Khan has already issued an edict. I would like to ask the King of Jin to appreciate the Khan's painstaking efforts and do not stop him!" He Weixian did not retreat, waved his hand to the guards, and someone immediately stepped forward to hold him over.

"I am wronged..." Brother Sang, who was restrained, had only had time to shout a moment. Two guards had already pressed their arms and held them down. Other guards wrapped their bowstrings around his neck and tightened the bowstrings.

The murder in the hall shocked everyone. For a moment, except for the rapid breathing of some people, the creaking of bowstrings constantly tightening. Brother Sang could no longer make any sound at this time. His body was controlled by the soldiers and could only twist like a maggot, his face turned into a pig's liver color, and his eyes that burst out with despair. I'm afraid he could not figure out why he died at this time.

Ganmala looked at the dying brother Sang, and his body was trembling involuntarily. If it weren't for the hostage guards, he would have collapsed to the ground. He knew that Brother Sang was a fan of Tiemur and the host who strongly advocated his entry into the Eastern Palace. He ran for him and called out, but when he succeeded, he ended up like this. Thinking about it, he would be difficult for him to walk out of the hall today, so his eyes looking at An Tong were full of viciousness.

Tiemur was not much better than standing in front of the steps. He looked at Brother Sang, who was straying a little by little, and felt his throat seemed to be blocked. He couldn't breathe and could not make a sound. The joy of becoming the crown prince just now turned into shock. He really couldn't figure out why, since his father Khan made himself the crown prince, why did he kill the number one general who supported him? He wanted to ask his father Khan, mother, and people in the hall, why!

"Report to the right chief, Wanhu, Brother Sang has been killed!" At this time, the executioner tried Brother Sang's breath, touched his pulse, and reported to him.

"Yeah!" An Tong agreed, and after he went forward and checked again, he looked at each other and said, "Brother Sang has been sentenced!"

"Drag it out!" He Weixian looked at Brother Sang, who was already like a pile of mud, rolled his robe and covered his face, and waved his hand.

"The Khan has an order!" An Tong returned to the steps again and glanced at the people in the lower hall. However, seeing that they were all dull, they obviously did not wake up from the huge changes. He said softly, "Li Siyan, don't hesitate to Humu, Cui Yu, the Khan has an order to immediately confiscate Sang Ge's property and eliminate the rest of the party to rule the court!"

"I will receive the order!" The three of them stepped forward to receive the order.

"Eliminate all evil things and investigate the remaining party strictly. Don't let anyone go!" An Tong handed over a list to them and reminded them.

"I will obey the order!" The three of them took the list and walked towards the sect kings. Whenever they gave instructed one person, soldiers immediately dragged them out, and took five or six people in a row before giving up. Then they led a team of soldiers out of the palace and went to various places to pick up people.

"Please rest in the side hall!" An Tong glanced down the hall, looked at the dejected Ganmalayan and ordered a few trembling eunuchs, then looked at Tiemur and said, "Your Highness King Jin, please wait and see the Khan!"

"Yes!" Tie Muer nodded in a hunch and followed An Tong and others into the inner hall mechanically.

"The envoy of the courtyard, have the city been arranged?" He Weixian, who was walking behind, asked Kurigis softly.

"It's all right. Last night, I mobilized the army into the city with my military talisman and secretly entered the city, and arranged it everywhere!" Korigis nodded and said.

"The safety of the capital depends on the courtyard!" He Weixian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and said with politeness. He knew that all the prefectures in the city had private soldiers, and there were many gatherings. If they forcibly entered the palace, they would be under too much pressure.

"It's insignificant!" Korigis waved his hand, "I only realized today that the good methods of thousands of households are impressive. If it weren't for your plan, how could he be able to make the treacherous and the law so safe."

"I just followed the instructions of the Khan, and I dared not take credit. Now I am still trembling with my legs weak. Fortunately, I did not let down the Khan!" He Weixian said with a wry smile.

"Hey, Wanhu's courage is beyond admirable, and the authorities' first contribution. If there is a slight mistake today, it will be a big battle, which will greatly damage Dayuan's vitality!" Kurigis sighed.

"Oh, I just hope that King Jin can succeed to the throne and Dayuan will survive this disaster safely. Only the magistrate can suppress all forces in the capital and make the court stable." He Weixian knew that he should respect him one foot. Now his big backer has fallen, and he must be a human being with his tail between his legs to be safe.

"Don't be humble to all households, but if you need it, I will do my best!" said Korigis.

"Wanhu, the Khan wants to see you!" Fang Chenyou rushed over and said in a hurry.

"Okay!" He Weixian was stunned for a moment and quickly accelerated his pace toward the inner hall.

He Weixian stepped into the inner hall and looked at the real gold on the couch. He saw that his face collapsed and his anger was as angry as a slept, but he opened his eyes wide. He walked to the couch a few steps, held his hand and cried, "Great Khan, I am here, fortunately I have lived up to my entrustedness. The treacherous slander has been buried in the law and will definitely ensure that the King of Jin succeeds to the throne smoothly!"

"Very good..." When Zhenjin heard his words, he showed a hint of relief on his face. He turned his face and looked at Tiemuer again. He struggled twice, as if he was about to raise his arm, but it was already difficult to do it.

"Your Highness, the Right Prime Minister, the Khan has something to say!" He Weixian always stayed with Zhen Jin, immediately understood his meaning, and said with a look.

"Father Khan..."

"Sweat..." The two of them immediately stepped forward and leaned in front of the couch and said sadly.

"Dayuan is handed over to you..." Zhenjin's fingers moved, and He Weixian understood and put his hand on Tiemu'er's hand. He immediately held his hand tightly. Zhenjin's eyes were fixed on his face, as if he had consumed all his strength.

"My son will definitely not forget the teachings of father Khan, and revitalize my Dayuan!" Tiemuer whimpered and promised.

"Okay, treat them well!" Zhenjin nodded with relief, his eyes flashed over An Tong and He Weixian's faces, and he closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!