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If it was really as Su Jin had said, then the White Emperor would be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the Li Kingdom for one day!

"Your Majesty, you mustn't fall into Su Jin's trap!" A fire seemed to be burning in Yin Bi Ao's heart.

Bai Yi ignored her. He suddenly dropped his heavy spear and slowly walked towards Su Jin. "Su Jin, I have no other choice, but you must remember that you will pay a heavy price for your foolish decision today!" With that, he gripped the golden blade tightly and raised it high, "I, the North King, will form an alliance with you!"

The Duke of Zhenbei, Su Jin, suddenly let go of her hand and turned around abruptly, "Shun Qing, let's go!"

Bai Yi's eyes watched the silhouettes of the father and son of Zhenbei under the setting sun, and they gradually dimmed, like ashes left behind by burning firewood. All that was left was the greyish color of iron: "She's still gone, and we'll never meet again. Yun Chang, absolutely never would I have thought that that was the last time we would meet. Bai Jinyu, my son … "

Fifteen years later.

In the summer, the fourth of January, eighteen years after the start of summer.

Hubei Autumn Mountain City.

Dawn had just come, and the piercing golden light began to pour down heavily from the north, covering the entire city with day. The darkness that shrouded the corners of the buildings and the pavilions was completely annihilated by the blazing sun.

As the golden light gradually shifted and shone down, the last wisp of darkness within the city completely melted, revealing the enormous creature that crawled within the center of the imperial city, as well as the towering Iron Hall's enormous beast, the Rise of the Kiss.

Hubei Royal City, Taichen Palace. The dukes gave their opinions, submitting themselves to the emperor.

This morning, courtiers and officials gathered under the Tai Chen Palace. Although it was already past spring, the northern Huibei was still shrouded in a haze, and all of them wore long cloaks and heavy clothing.

Along with the resounding bell chime, the sun silently shone on the white jade platform in the ninth floor of the Palace, just like the tender white porcelain that was revealed by His Highness the lofty Iron Prince.

The officials then followed the first rays of light to the west of the palace, following along the majestic palace walls to ascend the stairs that seemed to ascend to the heavens.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the slim and handsome young master standing at the head of the group tightened his luxurious red robe unconsciously.

After three loud chimes and the sound of eunuchs hugging the heavy doors of the Imperial Palace, a sharp voice came from far away on the stage, "The king meets the king early in the morning, a hundred officials meet him!"

At the front of the line, Su Shunqing, the handsome and elegant heir, tidied up the lofty crown on his long eyebrows, rolled up his long sleeves, and walked up the nine levels of the stage.

The doors of the Supreme Dawn Palace were opened up ahead, but one could not see the scene behind the curtains. It was just a glazed palace, and one could faintly hear the faint sounds of singing coming from the direction of Phoenix Palace.

"Look at the green bamboo. A bandit was like sparring, as if it was carved into a piece of wood … " The young girl's charming and graceful song blew out with extreme sweetness. A fragrance that was like the fragrance of spring suffused everywhere along with the east wind.

"Crown Prince, I'm afraid … Princess is playing a song on the lotus throne again." Accompanying them was Liu Shiyu, the Minister of Rites. He bowed and followed behind the young master with a smile on his face. He didn't dare to act too arrogantly.

"I'm afraid Yan'er is going to use this song to warn me that there's a bandit, a nobleman, who treats me as if we were having a spar, and as if I were being sharpened. Good poem." The young man's lips curled up into a smile. With eyes as black as ink, he seemed lost in thought. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the mighty man who was the leader of the military officials on the left.

The country general, Su Qiuyu, was the cousin of his Su Clan.

"Hmph, last night, the internal song of the Huai'an Market was never stopped. The great general must have gotten that gigolo from my father to give that bunch of girls in the East City to have some fun, right? This invitation must have been extended to all the officials in Hubei Province for a long night of drinking! " The young Crown Prince's eyes were thin with anger.

Your Highness, you still need to be careful with your words. Now that Your Highness has won the throne with the support of the rest of the family, the family has always been resentful towards the crown prince. Therefore, young master should be well aware that the position of heir in front of you is not a place where you can live in peace for a long time. Liu Shiyu was at his wit's end.

"Father has never liked playing with poetry, but the Su Clan wants to become a king of a country, not a peaceful place. If I do not stand out and stop them, allowing this person to continue being a villain, then the seven hundred years of prosperity of our Su Clan will truly be destroyed!" The young Crown Prince waved his sleeves and left. His words were like sharp blades, piercing through the wind and causing people to shudder.

Three days ago, my father officially bestowed upon Su Qiuyu the title of Great General of the Northern Residence, with the exception of the Imperial Guards, the Imperial Guards of the Northern Residence. Su Qiuyu didn't have a good impression of Su Chen. He had actually openly won over the old official from the residence and the Su family, and even supported the third young master, Su Shun Yi, to ascend the throne.

In addition to the years of war and chaos, the peasants and labourers were suffering unspeakably. Right now, Hubei wanted to recuperate and recuperate, and once many of the heirs started to take over the throne, and the civil and military officials of the Su Clan accepted it privately, Hubei would definitely be in danger of being overthrown.

He, Su Shun Qing, as the eldest son, had never competed, because the status of being the eldest son was his greatest advantage. According to Da Xia's system of ancestors, with a direct line of descent, no direct line of descent, and no direct line of descent, he was the eldest son.

However, Su Qiuyu had said many times that he was weak and cultured in front of the Su Clan's old dormitory. He was not a long-time ruler, and when his father wanted to abandon his son's position, he had actually joined together with a group of imperial clansmen to settle down, form a clique, and publicly oppose him.

Su Qiu Yu wielded the power and influence of the Northern Martial Palace's soldiers and was not a descendant of the Su Clan. He did not use them at all, and had been using them to seduce the clan's shrine for a long time.

Half an hour later.

Within the Imperial Palace, the thunder was raging.

"If you can't find any solid evidence, then look down on yourself!" Is this what you should do as a prince? This marquis is getting more and more disappointed! "

When the chamberlain handed over the Crown Prince's memorial onto the ground.

Su Jin's expression was cold and her eyes were cold.

The civil and military officials of the imperial court were in an uproar. They didn't know how much the crown prince had written in his imperial report to look down on the monarch's father, causing the marquis to become so furious.

"Why aren't you leaving!" Su Jin was furious.

"Father!" "My Su Family has been on the campaign trail for years, the land has been desolate for hundreds of thousands of years, the land has been desolate for hundreds of thousands of years, the people are destitute, the outside world is light for dukes, and I do not believe that the large families and families would not believe me. In recent years, we have relied on the right side to plan, to go frugally, to the right side to extort the people, and only then were we able to rest with the people for ten years.

"Ji Sun's Worry?" Su Jin slightly leaned forward, looking at her son, her eyes were deep, her eyebrows were like daggers, and her tone was unquestionable, "Are you saying that your father was an old man, and was unable to see through others? Or could it be that your uncle, Su Qiuyu, deliberately brought your third brother here in order to incite the Su Clan's internal strife and usurp the authority of the country? "

"Father is wise!" Su Shun Qing took out a imperial report from his sleeve and listed out Su Qiu Yu's ten great crimes.