The heinous crime of time travel

After all, Zhao Mingliang sat on the throne from killing and flesh and blood when he was young, but now he has calmed down.

He asked Zhao Zikang for a cup of tea, and Zhao Zikang ordered Yuheng to make it... The young man went around, but he didn't see the tea, but found that many of his own soldiers seemed to have disappeared. What's even more strange, the people around him seemed to have nothing to check .

Yuheng was unusually alert to the danger. He didn't say anything at the moment, but rummaged around as usual, and found a pot of scented tea absent-mindedly. He didn't even need hot water, and rushed back upstairs at a very fast speed.

"What are you panicking about?" Zhao Zikang glanced at Yu Heng who had just stood still, "You have been with me all these years, what kind of battle have you never seen?"

Yuheng may be well protected, unlike Xiao Yao and Mu Yunshen, who struggled in a dangerous environment since they were young, but Zhao Zikang was also afraid that he would not succeed, so no matter how turbulent the scene was, Yuheng was still considered a Followed step by step.

As soon as his prince drank this, Yu Heng felt a kind of stability in his bones. He retreated to Zhao Zikang's side smoothly, and said in a low voice, "Our people are losing very quickly. The other party must either be strong in martial arts, or clean up in an orderly manner..."

"Either it's a combination of both." The behavior of Yuheng and Zhao Zikang's whispering was interrupted directly by Zhao Mingliang, and he paused and said to the person outside the window with his back hand, "Uncle Huang, do you know how many people are there in this capital?" Do people expect me to die?"

This question is too complicated, Zhao Zikang is not afraid to answer, but really can't answer it.

"My wife, my best friend, my subjects, and even my son..." Zhao Mingliang retracted his gaze, and there was only endless darkness and loneliness outside the window. They want me to die, so I want them to die first, isn't the Emperor Uncle right?"

Zhao Zikang found that this high-ranking emperor didn't want to know the answer at all, he just told all the thoughts in his heart, looking for an affirmation.

It's a pity that Zhao Mingliang made a mistake with the object of approval. Just like many years ago, Zhao Zikang was not involved in the disputes of imperial power, and now he doesn't want to care about an old man who is over fifty years old here, complaining about himself and hurting the spring and autumn.

There was no sound outside the window, and the ruins of Queyinxuan were piled up scattered on the spot, and no one cleaned it.The poisonous arrow sank into the ground, and no grass grew for tens of miles... Although the poison is not strong, there is no solution in the world. Even the Miaojiang people who are accustomed to poisonous insects and snakes have to make a detour.

Blood was splashed everywhere that night, even the windows and doors of the brothel were not spared, mottled like the legendary Xiaoxiang bamboo made of tears, and it was hard to tell whether the bloody smell in the wind was new or not. friends or old friends.

"Your Majesty, I am not young anymore. In the supposedly huge royal family, there are only sporadic blood relatives left." Zhao Zikang sighed, his deliberately lowered voice still revealed a softness that did not match his temperament.He is physically disabled, destined to have no heirs in his life, and now the closest to him is Zhao Mingliang.

"So don't worry, I will keep this bloodline." If Zhao Mingliang's decline doomed him to failure or even death, and Zhao Zikang couldn't force it, he would protect another person, help him ascend to the throne, and stabilize the foundation of the Zhao family .

What Jiangshan's surname is has always been more important than who he belongs to.This sentence, when the emperor was old and confused, he often said it on his lips, but only Zhao Zikang understood it best.

"Lord, be careful!"

A sharp arrow whizzed past Zhao Zikang's ear. The iron body of the arrow should have been shot from a smaller gun, but its power remained undiminished. A piece of stone chips was splashed.

The □□ camp in Beijing was left over from Xiao Gusheng’s playing in the barren frontier fortress. If such elites enter the capital, the guards that Zhao Zikang brought this time will be nothing more than a fig leaf that will fall off as soon as they are pulled. It's okay, it's really vulnerable to a real fight.

From the very beginning, Zhao Zikang and Zhao Mingliang did not place their hopes on this layer of window paper. These people are just consumables, used to remind people who are lurking in the dark—the reminders are not good, and there are many.

"My lord..." Yu Heng felt his blood surge in the cool night breeze.The movement outside the window seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and the shadows of the whirling trees were swaying to and fro. Only with excellent eyesight could we occasionally catch a glimpse of a few human figures that seemed to be startled.

"Hush" Zhao Zikang stopped Yu Heng's restlessness.

The arrow rain became more and more dense, and it was impossible to identify the direction at all. It seemed that there were dozens of pairs of eyes staring inside. Once they made any movement, they would immediately end with iron arrows.At this moment, Zhao Zikang and Zhao Mingliang are forced to isolate themselves from the world, and the masters lurking outside can only rely on their own abilities.

Pick any one of these people at random, they were all top masters in different eras, and they were ordered to follow Duan Fu's side, but only Han Hesong is completely determined.Their cooperation with Zhao Mingliang started decades ago. Even the so-called Twelve Flowers Pavilion was secretly selected and operated by these people. When Zhao Mingliang was still young and ignorant, this road to imperial power was paved step by step. .

Zhao Mingliang back then was like Zhao Qin now, except that the person who promoted him to the throne changed, and his ambitions naturally changed accordingly.What the older generation wanted was a place and prosperity, but what Mu Yunshen wanted was his Zhao family's country.

The person who planned everything stood in the dark, with his back against the ancient tree in the courtyard of Queyinxuan.

In the originally prosperous inn, there was only this bit of anger left, and more than half of it was damaged in a rather embarrassing manner. It was skewed and inserted into the soil. Wang Shixue was on a higher tree canopy.Her qinggong is not very good, her toes are supported by a slender branch, a little swaying, and the rusty iron sword that can't be pulled out is clasped in her hand, and the sound of bowstrings around her is as light as mosquitoes. Under the control of the most economical and most effective way to shoot the unlucky brothel.

In the early years, the Xiao family army did not pay much attention to conscription. The children of high-ranking officials and nobles were recruited, and even those with disabilities were recruited.Most of the people had already known this rebellion. Before setting off, Wang Shixue asked again. Those who were willing to rebel would follow, and those who were unwilling should not drag each other down, and stayed in the frontier.

As for the grass and recklessness in the rivers and lakes here - there are always some that are not ordinary recklessness, just like Xu Hongling used to soak in it for a period of time with a shameless face, and if he picked one out of a hundred, he would always be able to pick out someone with decent skills.

Inexplicably, it was clear that the flames of war were protracted this night, but the movement was pitifully small. This sound was completely blocked by the walls and doors, and even the barking of dogs and the crowing of chickens could not be heard—but there were exceptions.

Ruan Yu ran on both sides, and arrived a bit late, and the noise was blaring, especially piercing in the silence. Not to mention someone hiding in the dark, even Mu Yunshen, who expected her to appear, was startled , "Xiaoyu!".

Although such a change in the environment did not have much impact on the situation of the battle, the way of appearance this time was very ostentatious. Ruan Yu instantly became a living target, and some poisonous thorns and dark nails attacked her face, thus making the original enemy secretly My stealth-and-blind style of play has turned into an out-and-out game—very beneficial.

Being able to make such a judgment in such a short period of time, Ruan Yu seems to be more reliable than before.

"Brother Mu," Ruan Yu gathered thousands of gazes into his body, not daring to get too close to Mu Yunshen, fearing that he would suffer disaster, and shouted from a distance, "People have been robbed, the palace is in chaos, Zhao Mingliang is afraid that he will not be able to turn over gone."

Although she didn't say who was robbed, but her brain is better, she knows that at this moment, only Xiao's father and son, Ruan Yu knocked down two young warriors approaching, and shouted, "I On the way here, I also met a few assassins who assassinated the prince, so they did it."

There was another uproar.

Mu Yunshen wanted to preserve his strength from the very beginning, so the first wave of people rushing to die was Zhao Mian and Zhao Duan's men. The two of them were dreaming of their own emperor's dream. Now is the time when all boats are dying, so naturally they don't care about the future look up.With Ruan Yu's earth-shattering cry, they realized that they were nothing more than a turtle in the urn. Even if they turned against the water to help Zhao Mingliang now--firstly, the manpower consumption was huge, and they were no match for Xiao's army. How can I save my life.

Two sides are not human, and they were made into dumplings.

"It's good if you come," Mu Yunshen smiled under the tree, "Have you ever passed by the East Palace and asked for something from Zhao Qin?"

Ruan Yu didn't ask for it. Zhao Qin wrote this thing himself, stamped it with the crown prince's seal, and handed it to her.If you ignore the layers of corpses outside the window, it is still voluntary.

"Nun." Ruan Yu took out two things from his chest and threw them to Mu Yunshen from a distance.

The moonlight flashed through the clouds, and one of the two things Ruan Yu threw was a scroll, the contents of which could not be seen, and the other was a tiger talisman—a tiger talisman that could command the defenders of all the cities in the northwest frontier.

Someone in the darkness exclaimed and rushed forward to snatch it, and Wang Shixue's sword was unsheathed at this moment—when the moonlight revealed its secret for the second time, the ground was covered with blood, and there were three sets of palms severed at the wrist, still fresh Yes, fingers writhed unwillingly.

"The general situation is over, why bother." Wang Shixue was still standing coldly on the top of her tree, her white clothes were blood splattered, dirty, and looked particularly cruel, but she didn't care at all.

"squeak"

The door of the brothel is made of carved willow wood, which is very romantic but not strong. If it is robbed again and again, the wooden tenons inside are broken, making harsh noises.

After hiding for most of the night, Zhao Mingliang finally showed up. He always seemed very confident, as if he was expected to be spared by the people outside at the last moment. He was almost beheaded.