Chapter 8 [The prince passed away]

Just after leaving the Engineering Academy and preparing to return to the Imperial Palace, a fast horse galloped on the street.

"Get out of the way, get out of my way, Qianli, hurry up, Qianli, hurry up."

A messenger drove a fast horse and galloped very fast. There were many blood stains on the horse's body, and the horse's mouth and nose were panting white.

When carriages or rickshaws on the road saw such fast horses, they all fled away.

Just when I was about to curse, I saw the flag of command on the messenger's body, and what I wanted to say was swallowed hard by them.

"Your Majesty, Qianli is urgent?"

The generals beside Yang Yu suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the five command flags of different colors carried behind the messenger.

"Go back to the palace."

Messengers would not dare to carry the five-color flag.

This five-color imperial flag also appeared when the four great empires attacked the Kingdom of Stars.

It basically never appeared again.

Several ministers who were handling government affairs in the imperial palace heard that a messenger was carrying a five-color flag and rushing into the imperial capital. They immediately put down their work and rushed to the Star Palace.

Ten minutes later.

Palace of Stars.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, half a month ago, the old prince passed away. That night, the earth dragon in Long Pu County turned over, causing more than a million casualties."

The messenger's face was pale, and he was being supported by two soldiers of the Royal Forest Army, looking sad.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu, who had just returned to the palace, looked at the messenger in front of him, his eyes filled with shock.

Uncle Wang, passed away?

Several ministers looked at the messenger with disbelief?

The old prince passed away? An earth dragon turned over in Longpu County, Donghuang, with more than a million casualties?

"This is the handwriting of the princess herself."

The messenger quickly handed over the bamboo tube he was holding tightly in his hand.

The female officer, who had been changed to the secretary-general, walked down quickly, took the bamboo tube, walked back and handed it to the emperor.

Yang Yu opened the bamboo tube, took out the letter inside, and looked at the contents of the letter with a gloomy expression on his face.

"It is decreed that all flags in the empire's cities will be flown at half-mast for King Zhennan and his people who are in distress."

"Withdrawing the title of King of Zhennan will not make it hereditary, and making Yang Wen, the grandson of King of Zhennan, Marquis of Zhennan, will not make it hereditary."

"The body of King Zhennan was transported back to the imperial capital, cremated, and his ashes scattered throughout the empire."

The words fell.

Several ministers were stunned.

Justice Minister Yang Wen was relieved after being shocked.

He is not very enthusiastic about the title of prince, but his ambition is to carry on the unique knowledge to the saints and create peace for all generations.

The throne cannot realize his ambition.

And he also knew that his grandfather cared about the entire empire, and even if he died, he would still protect the country they had conquered.

"Your Majesty, King Zhennan was granted the title by the late emperor, and he was cremated and scattered throughout the empire. Is it possible that..."

The Prime Minister hesitated to speak.

This was granted by the late emperor.

"This is the request of King Zhennan." Yang Yu said in a deep voice.

What King Zhennan asked the old princess to write before his death.

He can only be satisfied.

Moreover, Princess Zhennan personally supervised the disaster relief.

Suddenly.

All the ministers dared not speak.

"Yang Wen."

"Your Majesty, I am here."

"Go to the Eastern Wasteland in person and bring King Zhennan back to me." Yang Yu looked at the nephew below who was only in his twenties and became the Minister of Justice of the Star Empire with his true talents and knowledge.

This kid's parents are both heroes of his star empire.

He once died on the battlefield in the decisive battle with the Chu Empire.

"My lord, take your orders."

Although Yang Wen is only in his twenties, he has been the Minister of Justice for several years and can already control his emotions very well.

He needed to personally bring his grandfather back from the land of Eastern Wasteland.

Take him back to his hometown where he was born and raised.

"Prime Minister, immediately mobilize supplies and personally transport them to the Eastern Wasteland for me. We must ensure that the victims will not freeze to death and starve to death in the coming severe cold. Otherwise, I will only ask you."

Yang Yu looked at the Prime Minister.

"Old minister, take your orders."

Hearing this, the prime minister, who was almost sixty years old, bowed and saluted. His body was still strong, wasn't he just heading to the Eastern Wasteland for a walk?

He just goes.

As the prime minister of the empire, he needs to understand the people's livelihood issues, customs and customs in various places, and make corresponding adjustments and plans.

"Your Majesty, now that the King of Zhennan has passed away, who will be sent to take over the million-strong army of the Eastern Barren and guard the more than 30 million square kilometers of the Eastern Barren?"

said the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

Although the Eastern Wasteland covers more than 30 million square kilometers, the actual living area is only a few million square kilometers.

A million troops are enough to defend it.

The dense forests and lofty mountains are a true reflection of the Eastern Wilderness.

The current Star Empire does not have the ability to fully develop the Eastern Wilderness Continent.

"I have my own thoughts."

"Everyone, let's go deal with things!"

"promise."

…

this day.

News came from the palace, shocking the world.

The Grand Marshal of Zhendong, the only old prince in the royal family who could fight, and the King of Zhennan Yang Lin died in Donghuang.

Many veterans were injured and retired, and the people felt heartbroken for them.

There are also those who have been trampled by King Zhennan's iron hoof to destroy the country, and who still think about rebelling against the stars and restoring the empire, are very happy.

The veteran generals that Star Empire can defeat are growing old and dying one by one.

It just depends on how long that tyrant can run.

Moreover, the tyrant is already forty-three years old and has no heirs. If the tyrant dies, doesn’t it mean that the Star Empire will inevitably fall apart?

The most hateful thing is that the tyrant does not pursue immortality, otherwise they would not mind changing their identity, going to the palace to pretend to be a charlatan, and refining some poison pills for him, so that the tyrant can ascend to heaven as soon as possible.

As for depriving the king of Zhennan of his hereditary throne, will it cause clan disputes?

The clan had already been killed, exiled, and relegated to common people when the emperor ascended the throne. How can there be any clan left?

Royal Garden.

Yang Yu sat in the imperial garden, enjoying the afternoon sunshine and closing his eyes tightly.

The death of the emperor's uncle had a great impact on the entire empire.

Likewise, it also shows that there are fewer and fewer veterans accompanying him in his success.

"Your Majesty, Long Xiao wants to see you."

At this time, the secretary-general whispered in the emperor's ear.

"Let him come over."

"promise."
To be continued...