In front of the main hall of Prince Zhao's palace, Prince Zhao Yu witnessed the climax of this palace change with his own eyes.

From the ferocity of the rebels to the sudden change in the situation with the arrival of reinforcements, this palace upheaval ended with a complete victory for our side.

When he saw the long sword falling from Gongzi Xie's hand and the rebels were completely defeated, Zhao Yu's worried heart finally relaxed.

Just as Zhao Yu sheathed his sword and walked forward, the personal guard who had been guarding him stopped him.

"Prince, the situation is uncertain at the moment. If we move forward, I'm afraid..."

Facing the guard's worries, Zhao Yu pushed him away and continued to stride forward.

"All the rebels have surrendered. In front of me are all the meritorious soldiers of Zhao. How can I, as the crown prince of Zhao, be so afraid?"

In a few steps, Zhao Yu was already standing in front of the general of the Zhao army who had led his army for reinforcements.

His eyes swept across the rebel soldiers who had been captured, and then returned to the Zhao army general. Zhao Yu's eyes were full of respect.

"Dare to ask the general..."

"The last general, Fei Yi, pays homage to the prince."

"Feiyi."

Hearing Fei Yi's self-introduction, the smile on Zhao Yu's face became even brighter, and he helped him up.

"If it hadn't been for General Fei Yi today, I would have been killed by the rebels. I would like to ask General to accept my respect."

"Prince, no."

When young Fei Yi saw Prince Zhao Yu acting like this, he immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"The general does not dare to treat the prince with such a great gift. The prince is Zhao Guozhengshuo. Even if there is no general tonight, there will definitely be other reinforcements arriving."

Saved from the crisis, the Fei Yi in front of him undoubtedly made great contributions to Zhao Yu and the State of Zhao.

He takes credit but is not arrogant. Although he is young, he has already begun to show the style of a general. Zhao Yu appreciates the fatness in front of him more and more.

It is conceivable that after Zhao Yu ascends to the throne, Fei Yi, who has emerged in the fight against the rebellion, will definitely be entrusted with important tasks.

Of course, these are all things for later. What Zhao Yu is most concerned about right now is the rebellion that just happened.

While Zhao Yu and Fei Yi were talking, several Zhao Jun soldiers had already escorted the master of the palace coup, Gong Zijie, in front of the two of them.

As soon as he saw Zhao Yu's familiar face under the firelight, Gongzi Zhen, who was still in a state of failure and loneliness, suddenly became crazy.

"Zhao Yu, you kill me, you kill me..."

At this moment, the young master looked like a bound beast, howling before his death.

Zhao Yu just looked at him coldly, and then said something calmly.

"I won't deal with you. It's up to my father to make the decision. Take him with you."

After saying this, Zhao Yu ignored the struggling young master and walked slowly towards the main hall in front of him.

"Reporting to my father, Zhao Jie has already arrived."

When he was escorted into the main hall by the imperial guards and heard the sound of reports ringing in his ears, Young Master Xie immediately looked forward.

This sight made him fall into a daze, and even the words for help he originally wanted to say were suppressed in his chest.

Is the haggard old man in front of him still his father? How come he is already a completely different person after not seeing each other for a short period of time?

"Father..."

Feeling that his father Zhao Zhong might really leave him, Gongzi Zhen suddenly felt infinite sadness and fear in his heart.

After using all his strength to break away from several guards, Gongzi Zhong immediately rushed towards Zhao Zhong who was lying on the couch.

"Snapped……"

What everyone in the hall didn't expect was that Zhao Zhong, who originally favored Gong Zixi the most, would give him such a crisp slap.

Facing the almost dull gaze of his youngest son, Zhao Zhong's eyes were full of anger.

"Why are you rebelling?"

At this moment, Zhao Zhong, whose life is about to come to an end, only feels powerless in his heart.

Could it be that the civil strife was a curse given to him by the Zhao family?

When he was still a minister of the Jin State, there was a struggle between the main line of the Zhao family and the Handan branch, and later the struggle for the throne between Zhao Huanzi and Zhao Xianzi.

After the founding of the State of Zhao, there were princes who caused rebellion during the time of Jinghou, and now there are princes who caused chaos during the reign of King Zhao. In addition, this time there is rebellion among the princes.

It can be said that civil strife is like a ghost, haunting almost every generation of Zhao monarchs.

In the original time and space, the Sand Dune Palace Incident that starved the hero King Wuling of Zhao to death almost changed the historical course of the Zhao Kingdom and even the entire world.

When a bird is about to die, its song is mournful; when a man is about to die, its words are also kind.

No matter how disappointed I was with Gongzi Zhen, he was Zhao Zhong's favorite son after all.

With an expression of prayer that he had never shown before, Zhao Zhong looked at Prince Zhao Yu who was standing aside.

"Prince, for the sake of your father, can you forgive your brother?"

The original good treatment was in vain because of this sudden rebellion. Now Zhao Zhong just wants to save the life of Young Master Xie.

Facing his father's pleading eyes, Zhao Yu said slowly after weighing the situation: "Father, don't worry, I will spare my brother's life."

"That's good."

After hearing Zhao Yu's answer with his own ears, Zhao Zhong seemed to have let go of the last fetter in his heart.

At this moment, at the end of his life, he could no longer see the scene in front of him clearly, and his withered hands were groping randomly on the couch.

"Prince, Prince..."

When Zhao Yu heard his father's call, he couldn't bear it and immediately stretched out his hands.

Feeling the somewhat vague touch on his right hand, Zhao Zhong seemed to have spent his last breath and slowly said the last sentence.

"We must bring glory to the Kingdom of Zhao..."

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The next day, with the news that King Zhao Zhao Zhong passed away, white occupied the entire Handan.

At the same time, another news began to spread in Handan. Because of his evil plans and rebellion, the late king had deprived him of all his titles and imprisoned him in his mansion.

The news of King Zhao's death began in Handan and soon spread to surrounding countries.

On this day, Wei Feng, who was reading the memorial in the main hall, heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside the main hall.

When Wei Feng looked in the direction of the sound, he saw Prime Minister Gong Sun Qi walking quickly in front of him.

"Prime Minister, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, King Zhao has passed away."

After hearing Gongsun Qi's report and taking a memorial from him, Wei Feng felt mixed emotions after reading it.

For Zhao Zhong, Wei Feng's senses are complicated.

At that time, if Zhao Zhong had not disagreed with the late Han Yihou, the Wei State would not be as powerful as it is today.

The recovered Wei State used its strong strength to subdue Zhao State and South Korea, and the three countries also renewed their alliance.

Later, the State of Wei usually used the name of the Three Jins when dealing with foreign countries, and the State of Zhao and South Korea also gained many benefits from following the State of Wei.

The gradually rising Zhao State was no longer satisfied with its role as a follower, and the relationship between Wei State and Zhao State also began to drift away.

Until this time, Wei Guo secretly caused Zhao Guo a big loss. Wei Feng knew very well that even if Zhao Guo was willing to hibernate Wei Guo for the time being, the seeds of separation between the two sides had already been planted from the beginning.

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"Come here, give this silk book to the queen."

"Here."

Wei Feng stood up from the throne and walked step by step to the door of the main hall.

Looking at the deep sky above, Wei Feng's eyes also became dark.

"Xiang Guo, what do you think of Zhao Guo?"

"For your information, Your Majesty, we may be friends for a short period of time, but we will definitely become enemies if things change."
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