Chapter 513： Father and son meet

It happened to fall in front of the emperor.

The emperor was taken aback. Fortunately, he responded quickly, and covered Liu Guifei's mouth, and covered her scream.

"Father, my son is too late for help." Zhao Yuanjing kneeled and saluted.

The emperor kept covering Liu Guifei's mouth, staring at him blankly.

Concubine Liu Guiyuan opened her eyes and stared at him.

"The emperor, the emperor..." she said vaguely.

The emperor hurriedly released her, took a step forward, fixed his eyes on Zhao Yuanjing, and asked with a trembling, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled: "Look, my father, there is a shadow of my son."

The emperor lowered his head subconsciously to step towards him, and the shadow printed by the candlelight was obviously incomparable.

His eye sockets suddenly became hot.

He held his son's arm tightly, almost crying: "Yuan Jing, are you really alive?"

"The son is still alive."

"What the **** is going on?" Liu Guifei didn't understand.

The emperor said, "Don't you understand? The two rebels, King Cheng and King Lu, lied to me! They lied to me and said that Yuan Jing was gone. It was really hateful to think that I would hand over the jade seal!"

Concubine Liu Gui said: "Has the prince always been outside?"

"That's right." Zhao Yuanjing said, "I went out to investigate the case on my father's order. I didn't know that something happened in the palace until the morning. Then I hurried back. Who knows that the King's people have already occupied the palace."

The emperor looked resentful.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Now it seems that King Cheng has planned for many years before he has such a thunderous momentum, so that his father is unprepared and succeeded by him."

"This wolfish ambition thing, I knew I should have abandoned him!" the emperor scolded bitterly.

Concubine Liu Gui said: "Prince, do you have a way to save us out?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head: "All the people outside are from King Cheng. There are more than 20,000 soldiers and more than 10,000 guards in the palace. There are seventy or eighty thousand soldiers and horses outside the city. There are only twenty to thirty thousand people under my hand, and there are still such people in the palace. There are many hostages, so you can't force it."

"What are your plans?" the emperor asked.

Now, the only person he can rely on is this son.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "Before I entered the palace, I had ordered people to chase after the little emperor. Luyang, three hundred miles away from the capital, has 80,000 troops stationed. As long as the little emperor brings the soldiers back, I and the little emperor should meet outside. Naturally, the siege of the capital can be solved."

When the emperor heard this, his brows were still frowned: "Luyang is really far from the capital. I don't know when King Qin will arrive."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "My son has also thought about it. Wujin, which is closer, has 50,000 troops, but the vassal king there... has also returned to King Cheng."

"This bastard!" The emperor shook his hand, raised his hand to pick up the tea cup by the table, and fell to the ground severely.

"The emperor calms down his anger and must not let people outside know that the prince is here." Liu Guifei hurriedly comforted him.

The emperor's eyes were blood red.

In the final analysis, it is not that he is too arrogant, thinking that the princes and courtiers are all surrendering to him, but he doesn't know how they colluded in private.

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at the broken teacup and said calmly: "Father, Luyang's 80,000 troops is our last hope. Now we can only pin our hope on this."

"What if King Qin can't bring 80,000 troops?"

"Then, Erchen can only receive 20,000 troops and fight with Cheng Wang's 100,000 army." Zhao Yuanjing said word by word, "Even if there is only the last soldier left, Erchen will never give in."