The rain in early summer started to fall without warning, and thunder roared above the dark clouds, but there was no lightning. In the dark room, Zhao Yan, who had been lying through for a long time, was finally awakened by the thunder. He raised his eyelids that were more than a thousand pounds and looked at the minister in front of the bed. He did not recognize anyone in a daze. He only called the queen's name intermittently in the gap between coughing.

"So quickly! Go to the little bedroom to invite the queen!" Xiangbang Sikongma, Guo Kai, and Zhao Cong, the guard of Handan City, all stood in front of the bed. After hearing Zhao Yan's words, Guo Kai, as the Grand Tutor, quickly asked the messenger to summon the queen's spirit. When the messenger was about to leave, Guo Kai said again: "There is also a eldest son! The eldest son! Invite them together."

"Ye." The envoy responded at the door and hurriedly left. At this time, Zhao Yan suddenly stopped coughing, and the healthy blush seemed to return to his pale face. He struggled to remember, but he couldn't get up.

"King..." The three ministers knew that Zhao Yan's deadline had come, so they hurriedly knelt in front of the couch, not daring to look up.

"Yecheng, what's wrong with Yecheng?" Zhao Yan gasped, gurgling in his throat, and his eyes tried to squint at the three people in front of the couch.

"Report to the king..." Sikong Ma was about to speak out, but Guo Kai pulled him for a moment, but Sikong Ma ignored it. He said, "...Yecheng has been pulled out by the King of Qin Army."

"Pang... Where is General Pang?" The fall of Yecheng did not cause any fluctuations in Zhao Yan. He then asked Pang Nuan again.

"Reported to the great king, General Pang is still in Yan land. At this moment, our Zhao army has taken Yangcheng, Shaoliang, Quni, Sangqiu and other cities, and the west of the Yan Great Wall belongs to our Zhao State." Although the income from the north cannot make up for the loss of Yecheng, Sikong Ma still excitedly mentioned the victory of the Zhao army in the north against Yan State. "General Pang is on his way back to the city, and the Qin army will retreat with difficulty."

"Good. I, I..." Zhao Yan had a rare smile on his face. At least what he heard was not all bad news. But his smile flashed and he continued to ask: "Chu State, Chu State..."

"Report to the king, the road of Chu is far away, but Chu has a flying news, and there will be a reply in a few days." Sikong Ma said. "I heard that after Chen Cheng was defeated again, the King of Qin wanted to raise 500,000 troops across the country and join forces with the three kingdoms of Han, Wei and Qi to attack Chu. If this is true, our Zhao Kingdom will be safe. Our army should be with..."

"King of Chu, King of Chu..." Zhao Yan smiled, but his smile was a little weird. "King of Chu will... defeat the Qin army again." After saying this, he gasped for a while, as if he was accumulating the last strength: "After I die, I will make my eldest son... the king, please... be careful... assist him, don't... don't believe it anymore... Qin people need... to make Qin people attack Chu, so, so I... Zhao... Zhao... Zhao..."

Zhao Yan said to Zhao State three times in a row, and in the end his voice stopped at the word Zhao State and ended abruptly.

"King! King!!" Not only Sikong Ma and the other three, but also the temple masters and palace maids in the bedroom were all worshipped on the ground and called out to the king.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah--" On the bed in the west room of the little bedroom, the queen's spiritual sleeves were also shouting loudly. She was lying on her silk-breasted bedcloth, and Chunping Hou was getting more and more fierce.

"Ahhh..." Linghui shouted, while the envoy who was stopped outside the hall by her personal maid had to shout: "Report to the Queen, the King has woken up, please go to the main hall quickly. The King urgently summoned the Queen to see him! The King urgently summoned the Queen to see him!"

"King?" The spiritual sleeves floating in the clouds suddenly fell from the sky. She shouted anxiously at the king, and the person was about to get up.

"Don't go!" Chunping Hou pressed the spiritual sleeves down, then lowered his body, pressing her with all his strength, in her.

"The king is about to die, the king is about to die... Wuwuwuwu..." The physical stimulation and spiritual guilt made Linghui struggle continuously, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not make it hard for Chunping Hou. In the end, he could only gallop on her body.

"Queen! Queen!! King... King -, dead!" After a while, another voice came. The palace maid who stopped the envoy could not help it, and one of the maids rushed into the master. When he saw Chunping Hou pressing the queen, he stood there in a panic. While covering his eyes, he screamed "ah--" in his mouth.

"Ah..." Chunpinghou, who had been holding his energy, finally shouted comfortably. Instead of lying on his body like a jade-like body, he quickly stood up and pulled out his sword toward the maid who rushed into the room. The maid was trembling all over. Before he could beg for mercy, he stabbed the sword into the maid's chest, and blood splattered on the reclining wall, falling inch by inch.

"Zhao Yan is dead, you are the queen mother, I am Xiangbang, and Zhao Qian is the king." The sword was still dripping blood, and the spiritual sleeves were still crying. Chunping Hou mentioned the previous agreement. "If you regret it, you can do it. If you don't regret it, then put on your clothes and use it as the queen mother to be the job of Sikong Ma Xiangbang."

"I..." Linghui stood up and began to wipe her tears and dress. "I don't regret it."

"Slut! I know you don't regret it." Chunping Hou also wanted to dress, so Linghui had to serve him naked. When he was wearing it, Chunping Hou kept patting her with his hands, and cursing like a venting curse. Zhao Yan, who robbed him of the throne back then, died. Although he promised Linghui not to seize the throne, the new king was young and as a prime minister, he was no different from King Zhao. If Linghui gave birth to his descendants in the future, he could depose Zhao Qian, who had not been crowned, and make his son the king. Thinking of this, Chunping Hou couldn't help laughing.

"Why is the queen..." More and more ministers gathered in the bedroom, but the queen and the prince disappeared. When Guo Kai was about to go downstairs to the bed, his spiritual sleeves in plain clothes came with the prince Zhao Qian. In addition to these two, Guo Kai was shocked to find that Chunping Hou was actually walking with the queen.

"I will pay homage to the queen and eldest son." When the ministers saw Lingmei and Zhao Qian, they bowed to each other and did not salute the Hou Chunping.

"King, King--!" Zhao Yan's corpse was already cold, and Linghui still rushed over and cried bitterly. With her, the young Zhao Qian also cried.

"The queen asks for grief. The king's death is a misfortune. However, the country must be without a king for a day. The king has ordered his ministers and others to ascend the throne as king." Xiangbang Sikongma did not pursue why the queen came late. He was the prime minister and he must ensure that the new king ascends the throne successfully.

"Cough cough..." The Hou Chunping, who was standing outside the circle, coughed heavily, and the spiritual sleeves stopped crying and said, "The king died, and the new king was about to ascend the throne. However, the King once told his concubine and the Grand Tutor that if he died, he should use the Hou Chunping as the prime minister and assist his eldest son in ascending the throne."

"Ahh..." The ministers at the audience were stunned. They had not heard of the king's order. Then all of them looked at Guo Kai. The queen said, "With me and the grand tutor," and Guo Kai was the person involved.

"Ah..." Guo Kai looked at Linghui, then looked at Chunping Hou who squeezed everyone away and walked towards Linghui and the prince. He was moving rapidly in his mind and bowed deeply to Zhao Yan first, then looked up without any doubt, and said firmly: "This is indeed the case. The king once said that Sikong Ma was a visitor to Wenxin Hou. My Zhao State regards him as a prime minister, and the King of Qin hates him, so he told his ministers to say that Chunping Hou should be the prime minister, so..."

"Although Mr. Sikong is not my Zhao State prime minister, he is also my Zhao State Shangqing." The blush of spiritual sleeves when they climaxed also appeared on the jade neck, and the candlelight on his sleep was dim as his eyes roamed. Although he was wearing plain clothes, the plain clothes actually turned into the effect of underwear by her.

The ministers were stunned for a moment. No matter how stupid the person was at this time, he knew that the Queen and Chunping Hou had an affair. A little smarter could guess the reason why the Queen was late. The Queen and Chunping Hou came together, and they must have been lewd in the small bedroom. Only Sikong Ma hated him, but unfortunately he was a guest minister. Zhao Yan's appreciation of him was not the same as the new king. The Queen and the Grand Tutor also appreciated him. He gritted his teeth and took off the seal on his waist, and then bowed to Linghui and said, "Since the king has his own destiny, I am willing to leave the post and give it to the wise."

"Mr. Sikong is still my Zhao State Shangqing." The white jade-like slender hand took the seal of Sikong Ma. She immediately said to the ministers: "The king has died and his eldest son is young. I can only entrust the state affairs to the Queen Chunping of the Prime Minister. If there is no way to follow, there will be no mercy."

"I'm waiting..." Guo Kai drooped his eyebrows. He seemed to have not seen the inquiring gaze of the city guard Zhao Cong. He only respectfully greeted Linghui. Chunping Hou bowed and shouted with the ministers, "...I'm welcome to accept the order."

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"According to reports, the Qin army is mobilizing various armies. The border troops from Mianxu, Yiqu, Fushi and other places are gathering in Xianyang, and the garrisons of Xianyang, Lantian, Jinyang and Bashu are gathering in Luoyang. Nanjun is recruiting people from Fuji. Hangu Pass is transporting military rations, and the merchants and hirings entering and leaving the Guan Road have been stationed for more than ten days. Another Qin envoy went to Linzi to say that the King of Qi attacked us. He said that this time, he sent 300,000 troops to attack Chu, Han and Wei, and 500,000 troops to Qin..."

The Great Sima Mansion of Yingdu, I know that the Director of the Department of the People's Republic of China should not introduce me to the latest developments of Qin. I heard that the Qin army sent 500,000 troops, and the steam engine cylinder inside the house seemed to be broken, and there were screams of screams and sighs. Fortunately, Xiong Jing was present, and the sighs quickly stopped, replaced by death silence.

"I know that the ministers think that the King of Qi has no intention of being arrogant, and the ministers in the court also oppose joining the three kingdoms of Qin and Weihan." Don't let me say, "The eight hundred thousand troops attack me, this is a battle to destroy the country. If our Chu State was destroyed by Qin and Qi and Qin bordered Muling, Qi State would be in danger.

If Qi did not send troops, due to transportation restrictions, the 800,000 army would be divided into three groups: one route should be from Chengyang, which is more than 600 miles away from Nanjun, and transported by four-wheeled carriages can support the baggage of 200,000 troops; one route should be from Rushui, that is, Shangcai, the Wei State, which is the Qin and Han coalition forces, with a force of about 150,000 to 200,000; the last route should be from Chen Ying, with a force of between 300,000 and 400,000.

At present, the Qin army is gathering forces, and it is expected that the allocation of troops and food transportation will be completed in March. In August or September - I know that the army of the army was advancing at the end of August and the third day of September. At this time, the conquest can not only eat Chu, but also make me have no time to harvest in autumn.

In addition, it is reported that a Fiery News pole was also erected in the suburbs of Xianyang, Qin State. If the Qin people compiled a Fiery News code or imitated my Fiery News code..."

"There is no possibility." Yi Tu had to interrupt. "When Feixun Station was defeated, Feixun sold his own suicide after burning the Feixun Book, and there was no possibility of imitating it."

"Can you compile a feasible flyin code?" Don't let me look at Xiong Jing. These are all geniuses of the king.
Chapter completed!