Chapter 388: Brothers Meet Again

"Your Majesty!" The guards beside him were horrified and wanted to rush up to stop him, but it was already too late.

Bai Ting's pupils shrank! The Lord wanted him alive!

Bai Ting acted instinctively! He poured all his strength into his right arm and threw the long spear in his hand toward Wei Xi Yuan on the hillock with all his might!

The target was not Wei Xi Yuan's body, but the long sword in his hand!

"Clang!"

This precise throw of Bai Ting's hit the sword blade near the hilt of the long sword in Wei Xi Yuan's hand, not a bit off!

A huge impact force came, and Wei Xi Yuan only felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, his entire right arm instantly went numb, and he could no longer hold it, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Wei Xi Yuan stood blankly in place, his right hand maintaining the posture of holding the sword, trembling slightly, and he could even feel the touch brought by the sword edge on his neck just now.

"Take him!" Bai Ting succeeded in one blow, and his heart also relaxed slightly.

"Yes!"

The elite Ming Army soldiers who were ready in full battle array responded in unison and immediately swarmed onto the hillock.

The last guards tried to resist, but were instantly beheaded.

Wei Xi Yuan didn't even make any decent struggle and was suppressed by several Ming Army soldiers, tied into a solid rice dumpling with sturdy ox-tendon ropes.

Until he was roughly pushed and walked down the hillock, and the pain of being bound came, he began to struggle violently, cursing hoarsely:

"Let go of Zhen! Rebels! You dare to treat Zhen like this! Zhen is the Emperor! The Son of Heaven! Jiang Jinshi! You national traitor! Zhen will not let you go even as a ghost!!!"

Bai Ting walked up, picked up his long spear, and then looked at Wei Xi Yuan, who was tied into a rice dumpling and still cursing endlessly, and ordered the soldiers who were escorting him: "Plug his mouth, escort him back to Shuoning and hand him over to the Lord for disposal. Watch him carefully, and do not allow any mistakes."

"Yes, General!"

Inside Shuoning city, when Jiang Jinshi received the report that Bai Ting had successfully prevented Wei Xi Yuan from committing suicide and captured him alive, there was no great joy on his face, he just nodded lightly and said to his personal guard:

"The dust has settled! Prepare, and meet this... last Emperor of Da Qian. By the way... notify Old Wei!"

The council hall of Shuoning city was solemn, Jiang Jinshi sat in the main seat, and several generals including Han Xiao and Bai Ting stood on both sides with their hands on their swords.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the center of the hall, on the figure who was tied with his hands behind his back, mouth plugged, and forced to kneel by two burly Ming Army soldiers.

Wei Xi Yuan tried hard to straighten his back, and there was still hatred in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Jinshi.

Jiang Jinshi waved his hand, and a personal soldier stepped forward and pulled the rag out of Wei Xi Yuan's mouth.

"Cough... cough cough..." Wei Xi Yuan coughed a few times, then raised his eyes and stared fixedly at Jiang Jinshi.

"Jiang Jinshi... rebel! If you want to kill or cut, give Zhen a quick one! Don't even think about humiliating Zhen!"

Jiang Jinshi looked at him, his gaze very calm, without mockery or ridicule.

"Wei Xi Yuan! The fate of Da Qian has ended, not by my own strength alone. Since you ascended the throne, your actions have been seen by the world. Being a prisoner today is the result of your own step-by-step walk."

"Success is king, defeat is bandit; it has been so since ancient times!"

Wei Xi Yuan sneered, "Zhen lost, but Zhen is the Son of Heaven! It is the orthodoxy of this world! You are just a mountain rebel, a thief who stole the country! Even if you gain power for a while, you will definitely be spat upon by the people of the world, and your name will stink for ten thousand years!"

"Orthodoxy? Son of Heaven?"

Jiang Jinshi shook his head slightly, "Ask the people of Shuoning outside, ask the military and civilians of Beijiang, what the 'orthodoxy' and 'Son of Heaven' in their hearts should look like!"

"Forget it! There is no point in saying more to you about these principles. Today, I invited you here, but the person who wants to see you is not me."

Wei Xi Yuan was stunned, a flash of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Not Jiang Jinshi? Then who else? The King of Western Liang? Is he worthy?

Just then, the door of the council hall was pushed open silently.

A figure wearing a gray scholar's long gown walked in slowly.

He walked very slowly, and the empty sleeve on his right arm was somewhat dazzling.

Wei Xi Yuan's eyes widened the moment he saw the person!

His face was mixed with disbelief, as well as an extremely complex emotion.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Wei Xikang walked to the center of the hall and stopped a few steps away from Wei Xi Yuan.

The two brothers met again after several years, in such a situation.

One was the captured last Emperor, looking battered! One was the former Crown Prince with a severed arm, his temperament calm, but his brows tightly furrowed.

The council hall became quiet, everyone stared at the two of them, Bai Ting and Han Xiao looked at each other, standing in various directions silently.

They didn't know Wei Xikang's intention yet, but after all, they were brothers, so they still had to have the necessary precautions.

Wei Xikang's gaze fell on Wei Xi Yuan; in just a few years, the two of them seemed not to have seen each other for many years, and both had changed quite a bit.

"Xiyuan." Wei Xikang spoke first.

Wei Xi Yuan's body trembled violently, as if he wanted to turn his head away, but he controlled himself to look directly into Wei Xikang's eyes.

Suddenly, Wei Xikang stepped forward and punched Wei Xi Yuan in the face with his left fist!

"Bang!"

Wei Xi Yuan was caught off guard and was hit so hard that his head tilted to one side, the corner of his mouth instantly split, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss! He really hit him!" Bai Ting muttered in a low voice.

Wei Xi Yuan was hit so hard that his ears were buzzing, he slowly turned his head back, not angry but grinning, "Ha... hahaha... Big brother... good fist! Why? In the folk... learned some vulgar tricks?"

Wei Xikang ignored his mockery, staring fixedly at Wei Xi Yuan, "This punch, not for my arm, nor for the throne you took from me!"

He took a deep breath, "It is for the tens of thousands of innocent people who have died over the years because of your muddledness, because of your perverse actions!"

"It is for the hundred-year empire of Da Qian, which was cut off in your hands!"

"It is even more for... for the fact that she is still alive, and can still let me stand here today, to ask you a question on her behalf and on my own..."

Wei Xikang's voice rose: "Wei Xi Yuan! Why did you rebel back then?!"

"Father treated you well, I... did I ever treat you half-badly?!"

"If it weren't for your greed, colluding with Si Gui to launch a palace coup, usurping the throne, causing the court to collapse, treacherous officials to be in power, and the world to fall apart, the people to be in deep water, our Da Qian... how could it have today's disaster?! Tell me!"

Question after question struck Wei Xi Yuan's heart.

Han Xiao and the others looked moved, and Yan Wu sighed and shook his head.

Wei Xi Yuan listened to his brother's questioning, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened.

He didn't answer immediately, but asked back in a tone with a bit of banter:

"Big brother, you ask me why I rebelled? Hehe... then tell me, since ancient times, all princes other than the Crown Prince have to be enfeoffed as kings, where is my fiefdom...?"

Wei Xikang was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to ask this suddenly.

Wei Xi Yuan didn't give him time to think, and continued: "I, this second prince born of the empress, your good second brother."

"Until you were established as the Crown Prince to supervise the country and manage government affairs, until... the year before the palace coup, I was already over twenty!"

"Where is my king title? Where is my fiefdom?" ===== CHAPTER 389 =====