Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 826 - 824 Very Good

Chapter 826: Chapter 824 Very Good

Upon hearing this, Prince San’s eyes flicked, and he immediately threw back his head and burst into loud laughter, exclaiming, "What a great idea! Very good! That’s what we’ll do!"

He then immediately waved his hand: "Someone come here, send out the order that the Emperor is gravely ill, and I shall attend to him day and night!"

With such a move, not only could he ascend to the throne smoothly, but he would also gain a reputation for being filial in the end.

It was truly killing two birds with one stone!

"You unfilial son!" Blood churned in the Emperor’s throat once more, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, never expecting him to use such a despicable tactic to force a palace coup.

Prince San’s face was cold and ruthless, paying no heed to his rage, and he harshly reprimanded the Palace Attendants: "Don’t you hurry up and take the extremely ill Emperor back to his bed to rest, if anything goes wrong, can any of you bear the responsibility?"

"Yes!"

The people in the palace have always gone whichever way the wind blows, knowing that the times are changing, so now they no longer care whether he is still the Emperor or not, all looking to Prince San as their leader.

So, several eunuchs immediately move to seize the Emperor.

"Release me! Let go!" The man who had been the Emperor for over a decade had never been so disheveled or defied, and he struggled with all his might.

But these eunuchs were all skilled in martial arts and he could not break free.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as they forced a bowl of slow-acting poison into his mouth.

"No... do not..." The fear of death finally made the once high and mighty Emperor feel fear; like an ordinary person, he was frightened of dying, dreading the disappearance of life.

He even wet his pants from fear, with urine trickling down persistently.

He was even prepared to change his stance and make this unfilial son the Emperor.

Because compared to death, writing an abdication edict seemed like nothing at all.

Even though he was extremely unwilling in his heart!

The Emperor closed his eyes, enduring the inner sorrow: "I..."

He was about to speak, but just at this critical moment, a "swoosh" of something slicing through the air was heard, and an arrow knocked the poison bowl out of the eunuch’s hand.

This sudden turn of events startled everyone present, who couldn’t help but look up and follow the direction from which the arrow had come.

When they saw the person who shot the arrow, everyone’s eyes opened wide with shock.

Even the Emperor was no exception.

Because it was none other than Lu Tingli, who was supposed to have fallen to his death down a bottomless cliff!

Is this damn thing a man or a ghost?

"Old, Old Three, is it, is it really you?" The Emperor gasped for air, asking with a mix of shock, fear, and joy.

If it were truly Old Three, then there was hope for him!

He could continue to be the Emperor!

And he could severely punish this unfilial son, Old Three!

"Replying to Father Emperor, it is indeed your son. That day, when your son fell from the sheer cliff, it was my fortune to land on a crooked tree, which saved my life. Afterwards, I recuperated at a farmer’s house at the foot of the mountain, planning to return to the imperial city after my recovery. However, I unexpectedly learned about Third Brother’s coup and hence, your son hurried here to rescue you." Dressed in the imposing military attire, Lu Tingli walked forward while answering and gestured toward the army behind him, "What are you waiting for? Arrest all these traitors involved in the coup at once!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, people stepped forward and apprehended Prince San, Noble Consort Lang, and the others.

By the time they had done all this, Lu Tingli had already reached the emperor’s side, gave a fist salute, and took the initiative to say: "Father Emperor, your son is guilty. Not only did I arrive late to your rescue, but I also dispatched troops without authorization. I hope Father Emperor will forgive my crime!"

"Forgive you? For what? What crime do you have?" The emperor was too pleased to blame him and directly issued a triple interrogation from the soul, adding, "Jianren, Father Emperor tells you that you did very well this time, extremely well. If it weren’t for you, this life of mine would have been lost to that rebellious child today!"

Upon mentioning this, the emperor’s eyes were filled with fire, and the look he gave Prince San was as if he wished he could pierce a hole through him.

Prince San was still in a daze, completely unprepared to find that he had come so close yet failed!

Lu Tingli scanned Prince San and said, "Third brother has indeed gone too far this time."

Just as his words touched ground, Prince San finally came to his senses like a crazed wolf cub, bellowing non-stop: "What’s too far, to tell you the truth, Lu Tingli, did you plan all this?"

Had it not been for the guards holding him back firmly, he probably would have charged over and bitten Lu Tingli to death on the spot.

Otherwise, how could everything be so coincidental?

It must be said that Prince San did have some brains as he quickly connected all the dots.

Facing the accusation, Lu Tingli showed no hint of guilt or expression, merely bowing his head and saluting the emperor: "Father Emperor, your son has been wronged."

He did not try to explain himself too much, uttering only these mere five words.

But that was enough.

The next second, the emperor immediately erupted in rage, kicking Prince San: "You unfilial child, even on the brink of death, you dare to slander your second brother, you beast!"

One had saved him from danger, the other had just attempted his murder. Who did the emperor trust? This was obviously clear.

Therefore, Lu Tingli couldn’t be bothered to explain further, to avoid making the emperor overthink.

The emperor, enraged and filled with hatred, stared at the group and said: "Someone come, pass on my decree, Prince San and Noble Consort Lang and their accomplices plotted to seize the throne and committed treason, an unforgivable crime against Heaven’s principles. Prince San shall be executed the day after tomorrow, and Noble Consort Lang and all accomplices shall have their entire clans exterminated!"

The imperial authority cannot be violated; to those who dare to do so, even if they are of his own flesh and blood, they shall be executed without mercy!

Hearing this decree, a tragically ironic expression surfaced on Prince San’s face. He wanted to say something but in the end, he said nothing.

Because no one would believe him.

Everyone said that Prince Tingli was indifferent to the throne and posed no great threat. But who could have imagined that in the end, he would be the one with the deepest schemes and the most ruthless tactics, eliminating all his brothers without drawing blood, turning them into stepping stones for his ascension to the throne.

Compared to Prince San’s resignation, Noble Consort Lang immediately lost her haughty attitude and crawled to the emperor’s feet, begging pitifully: "Emperor, please spare your concubine, I was forced to do all this by that bastard Prince San, he forced me, Emperor, show some mercy, spare your concubine this once..."

She nearly screamed her voice hoarse.

It had to be said that Noble Consort Lang was also incredibly naive, even at such a time she still deluded herself into thinking she might escape disaster.

How could the emperor possibly forgive her for what she had said and done just before, and coldly rewarded her with a kick: "Die for me!"

Not a trace of his former tenderness remained on his face.

Indeed, since ancient times, emperors are known for being heartless, and this was no exception.

Having dealt with this messy affair, the emperor then turned back with a gentle gaze at Lu Tingli and spoke: "Pass on my decree, Jianren has made great contributions to my rescue, granting him the title of Crown Prince, and upon my hundredth year passing, he may ascend the throne immediately!"