The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 347
King Xin frowned slightly as he looked at Zhao Yu and the other three who came over.

Zhao Yu's voice was not loud just now, but it was enough for him to hear clearly.

It seemed that the servants raised by the emperor's family didn't have the slightest respect for him, the direct blood of the royal family.

"Master Zhao..."

Seeing Zhao Yu walking outside the pavilion, King Xin turned around.

At this moment, King Xin's figure happened to block the steps of the gazebo, and Zhao Yu, who was under the steps, seemed to bow his head forever.

Of course, it just seems like...

Zhao Yu, who had already walked down the steps, looked at King Xin who was standing in front of him, but didn't make a sound, but subconsciously took a step back and looked at King Xin.

Zhao Yu, who was standing under the steps, could only raise his head and talk to King Xin.

But at this moment, he took a step back, but his gaze was able to look at the young prince in front of him.

"Zhao Yu, see Your Highness!"

Zhao Yu opened his mouth, although he said he was paying homage, he never bowed or clasped his fists, his eyes were full of sneers.

This guy, his ass hasn't landed on the dragon chair of Yongshou Palace yet, so he's setting himself up right here!

Not to mention that he is still just an unpopular vassal king, even if he really sits on the dragon chair in the end, I'm afraid he can't do anything to the present Zhao Yu.

In the Taimiao back then, even the serious emperor dared not say a word.

Later, when the Golden Palace was called for, both civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty opposed it, but in the end, the twenty or so warriors from the Supervisory Department were still buried in flying fish uniforms.

Looking at Zhao Yu who was staring straight at him, a trace of obvious anger flashed across King Xin's face.

When he was about to say something, the eunuch who followed quickly coughed lightly.

King Xin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Master Zhao, please enter the pavilion to talk to each other!"

Xin Wang, who was reminded by the accompanying eunuch, forced a smile on his face, and made a gesture of please.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Zhao Yufeng stepped forward calmly and stepped into the pavilion.

"You guys are waiting outside!"

When Zhao Yu walked into the gazebo, Zhao Yu gave instructions without looking back.

Erha and Jiang Yuyan, who followed closely behind, stood outside the pavilion without saying a word.

There is a stone table and four stone piers in the pavilion.

Looking at the rough craftsmanship, one knows that the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain made it themselves.

"Master Zhao, please!"

King Xin stood on the north side of the stone table, pointed to the opposite stone pier and said.

Zhao Yu did not take his seat, but looked up at the eunuch and Bei Zhai standing behind King Xin.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Looking at Zhao Yu's eyes, at this moment King Xin wished to cut this arrogant slave into pieces.

But he also knew in his heart whether he could walk from South Zhili to North Zhili, and then enter Chengtian Gate, and sit in Yongshou Palace...

It still needs the help of this slave in front of him!
Compared with Hongtu Weiye and Daqian Wanli Jiangshan, although Xin Wang is annoyed by Zhao Yu's arrogance, at least he knows which is more important!
"You two retreat first!"

King Xin waved his hand, signaling the eunuchs and Bei Zhai behind him to retreat.

The old eunuch didn't say a word, and bowed out of the pavilion, while Bei Zhai subconsciously looked at Zhao Yu, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

It's a pity that the guy opposite is an extremely cool guy.

It seems that he didn't take the upside down that night at the New Year's Eve to his heart at all.

"Um?!"

King Xin frowned slightly when he saw Beizhai looking at Zhao Yu.

Only then did Beizhai come to his senses, and after a soft sigh, he bowed his head and exited the pavilion.

"Master Zhao, please sit down!"

After all the idlers had retreated, King Xin put on a seemingly gentle smile again, and reached out his hand to Zhao Yu as a signal.

Zhao Yu nodded, and sat down on the stone pier opposite King Xin.

It's not like he didn't see Bei Zhai's somewhat sad eyes just now.

It's just that although Zhao Yu is a dick, a dick is not the same as a stick!

The flirtatious night before the New Year's Eve was just an exchange between King Xin and him.

At that time, Beizhai was just a chess piece used by King Xin to attract Zhao Yu.

Since it was a deal, Zhao Yu didn't deny it, but ordered the original King Xin to retreat to Nanzhili.

And, before leaving, I mentioned one more thing.

Therefore, today's Zhao Yu is definitely not Bao Liang, but understands that this is called clearing money and goods, not owed to each other...

"..."

The two sat down separately, but Zhao Yu didn't say a word.

King Xin frowned slightly, and after waiting for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally took out a letter box from his arms.

"Master Zhao..."

King Xin put the letter box on the stone table and pushed it in front of Zhao Yu.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?"

Zhao Yu looked at the letter box and was slightly taken aback.

The style of this letter box is similar to the one I often receive from Jin Yi Wei Xin Falcon, the only difference is that the mouth of the bamboo tube is slightly flat.

East factory?

This guy in front of him has already stretched his hand into Dongchang?

"Master Zhao will know it after seeing it!"

King Xin smiled slightly, then pushed the letterbox towards Zhao Yu again.

He naturally understood that Zhao Yu, who was born in the inspection department of Jinyiwei, must be able to see the origin of this letter box at a glance.
He took out this thing, and besides wanting Zhao Yu to read the content, he also told Zhao Yu in a disguised form.

Although he retreated to Nanzhili, he still controlled many forces!

Zhao Yu thought for a moment, then reached out to take the letterbox, and squeezed the letterbox slightly with his fingers, crushing the letterbox in an instant.

Inside was a brocade silk about half the size of a palm, with some small characters densely written on it.

"Designate the land to become the king?"

After reading the contents of the letterbox, Zhao Yu was shocked.

King Xin stared at Zhao Yu with a half-smile, and then slowly said: "Master Zhao is the first one who has worked hard for a hundred years to push the king to this point!"

The letter box was passed to King Xin by people from Dongchang. Although the content is simple, it is a bit shocking.

The emperor issued a secret decree to the factory guards, no matter who it is, as long as they can remove the heads of Zhao Yu and Jiang Yuyan, the emperor will designate the land as the king! !

"Hehe, what if..."

After the initial surprise, Zhao Yu looked at King Xin with a smile.

"It's incredible, isn't it?"

King Xin also chuckled lightly, and then said: "A majestic king, in order to get rid of his subjects, he would not hesitate to do the thing of making a king, how ridiculous!!"

Hearing Xin Wang's insinuating words, Zhao Yu smiled and shook his head slightly.

What he meant, of course, was not that he didn't expect the emperor to do such a thing, but...

If Erha sees this secret letter, it will be a disaster!

Everyone knows him, Jiang Yuyan and Erha are inseparable.

As a result, the emperor did not hesitate to use the land to seal the king in exchange for the heads of Zhao Yu and Jiang Yuyan, but he didn't take Erha seriously at all...

If Erha knew about this, he might rush into Yongshou Palace and fight with the emperor for his life!

"Master Zhao, as the saying goes, a tiger cannot stand against a pack of wolves, let alone in this situation... I wonder what Master Zhao is going to do?"

Seeing Zhao Yu holding the letterhead, Xin Wang felt a slight movement in his heart and asked tentatively.

"Please make it clear, Your Highness."

Zhao Yu raised his head and looked at King Xin with a calm expression.

(End of this chapter)