The gray-robed man stopped his steps and turned around for some reason: "What else ......?"

Before the word "matter" came out of his lips, he saw a huge palm with thick green tendons suddenly attack, directly pinching the upper half of his body.

This palm is so big, like the palm of a giant. It was too powerful, and Wan Jun was only in a hand, and the gray-robed man couldn't resist half a point.

However, this deformed huge palm turned out to be Zhao Donglou's, his right hand.

At this time, Zhao Donglou looked very weird, his eyes were blood-red, his face was blue, and his figure was still the same normal height as before, but only his right hand suddenly became extremely huge, and he directly pinched the Demon Sect Holy Warrior in his hand.

The big soldier was terrified: "What are you going to do!"

"Hehehehe, a person in the Demon Sect, you can use it. Zhao Mouke never thought of treason, do you really think that after Li Zhi'an dies, the imperial court will withdraw its funding for the Divine Sword Hall? Do you really think that the elder surnamed Ren is still alive? Hmph, naïve! The eight hundred holy warriors of the Demon Sect, even if the county king can ascend the throne this time, he will kill you!"

"Hehe, don't wonder why Zhao Mou did it so quickly and didn't kill you, even if Zhao Mou got the golden order, how could he rest assured that he would command the eight hundred holy warriors?"

At this point, Zhao Donglou's giant palm was forced, and with a "snap", the great warrior of the Demon Sect was pinched to death.

The huge palm slowly contracted, and Zhao Donglou's face became extremely pale.

While breathing a sigh of relief, he hurriedly came to the side of the big soldier, and without saying a word, grabbed the corpse and bit it down fiercely, and the corpse was eaten clean by him in an instant.

Zhao Donglou stood up, let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the blood on his face, glanced at the clothes on his right hand that were torn by the giant palm, hummed and sneered, took a step with his sword, and flew straight in the direction of the Forbidden City......

In the middle of the night, Zhao Jishan, who was very light asleep, woke up from his dream violently, his heart throbbed so badly that he suddenly had no sleepiness.

looked at Mei Ji, who was still sleeping next to her, sat up, and let out a long breath.

This move woke up Na Meiji, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong with Xiangye?"

Zhao Jishan frowned, shook his head, and said, "I just had a nightmare, and I dreamed that there was a huge knife slashing at the old man......"

Mei Ji laughed and said: "Xiang Ye is the second assistant of the dynasty, even the Supreme Lord has to pay tribute to Xiang Ye, where can there be a knife that can kill Xiang Ye in this big business? ”

Zhao Jishan smiled bitterly, he naturally wouldn't tell this Mei Ji that in his dream, the knife bearer was his son Zhao Donglou.

He coughed twice and got out of bed on his old stiff legs, and Mei Ji draped a cotton robe for him.

Zhao Jishan walked towards the outside of the bedroom, and Mei Ji followed behind and waited.

Opening the door and looking up at the unusually bright full moon, Zhao Jishan muttered to himself: "On an eventful night, there are blood spots hidden in the moon, which is really a bad omen." ”

Speaking of this, he gently patted the pillar in front of the door, and sighed: "Emperor Xian, you left too early, if the new emperor ascends the throne smoothly, it won't be long before Jishan will come with you, and when you go to the underworld, the minister will meet you, and Ju is willing to be your dog, you let the minister bite whoever you want, and the minister will bite whoever you want......"

Mei Ji behind him listened to this remark, thinking that Xiangye was mourning the first emperor Jing and the emperor, but he didn't dare to say more, so he could only wait quietly.

After Zhao Jishan sighed, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then shouted: "Someone is coming." ”

The steward who was waiting in the house hurriedly arrived and said, "Listen to the orders of the prime minister." ”

"Where is the East Building now?"

"Back to Xiangye's words, the eldest prince is listening to Tao Pavilion. ”

Zhao Jishan nodded and said, "Call him over." ”

The steward hastened to give orders.

When the steward left, Zhao Jishan secretly calculated to himself, it was time to tell him the back road of the Zhao family, the Beitang Party tree has deep roots, even if he Zhao Jishan falls, the new emperor rehabilitates Liu Mingyuan, and the Zhao family has him and his eldest son Zhao Donglou in front, and this purge should be over.

But Beitang will not disperse, when the time comes, the court needs new forces to stabilize, and recommend a new party with a stable pattern, whether it is Li Sangongzi's "Xuanyi Party" or any other new party, the remnants of Beitang only need to be integrated into it. Wait for the Zhao family to lie dormant for a few years, or more than ten years, and then the second son Zhao Xige's son, Zhao Wenbo, will enter the scholar and regain power.

In this way, the Zhao family can continue for a long time.

For Zhao Jishan, who was born in a poor family and entered the officialdom of the same Jinshi as a fellow businessman, there is nothing more important than the continuation of the family.

If he and his eldest son Zhao Donglou die, they can keep the Zhao family rich for several generations, and it is worth it.

Zhao Jishan thinks so, but things often can't catch up with the changes, and this change is often going in the worst direction.

The steward's anxious report: "Back to Xiangye's words, big, the eldest prince is not listening to Tao Pavilion, I have searched all over the house, and I haven't found the eldest prince......"

When Zhao Jishan heard this, an ominous premonition hit his heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Where was the last place I saw the eldest prince?"

The steward replied, "A servant said that the eldest prince had gone to the rear garden. ”

Zhao Jishan was shocked, he didn't care about the cold weather, he only wore a cotton robe and a single coat, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up, follow me to the garden......"

When he arrived at the garden and saw the corpse that was gnawed and only the bloody bones remained, Zhao Jishan was stunned, and his whole body softened as if he had emptied his tendons.

He suddenly understood what was going on, and turned back to his henchman with a pale face and said, "Prepare the carriage first, and then call Wan'er and Wenbo, the old man is waiting for them in Tingtao Pavilion......"

Zhao Wanru, who was sleepy, was suddenly woken up, and she was naturally very unhappy.

In the dream, she was with Dongfang Gonggong, Luan Luan, and Feng, it was also strange, the dream was such a strange thing, Dongfang Gonggong actually had roots, and I felt gratifying to think about it.

But it was such a good dream, which was ruthlessly interrupted. Getting up not long after falling asleep, Zhao Wanru's mood can be described as very bad.

If it hadn't been for her grandfather's summons, she would have had to skin that subordinate.

When he came to Tingtao Pavilion listlessly, he found that the bastard boy of the second uncle's family was also there, glared at him angrily, and saluted his grandfather: "Grandfather Wan'an." ”

Zhao Wenbo, who was only nine years old, was very puzzled, he was usually happy, and he saw that he was a very pampered cousin, what happened today?

"Wan'er is not polite. ”

Zhao Jishan sighed, glanced at Zhao Wenbo, who was still ignorant and ignorant, and said in his heart that Li Tuizhi was really lucky, although they were all dead, but his three sons were all outstanding.

Although Li Da had a hard life and died earlier, he was introduced as a confidant by Emperor Jinghe back then. If it weren't for his sudden serious injuries that would be difficult to recover, I'm afraid that there would be nothing to do with the Beitang Party now, let alone me Zhao Jishan?

Li Er is enterprising and has extraordinary talents, if it weren't for my Zhao someone's fear that there would be another person like Li Da in the court, and even more afraid that the situation of the Li family's father and son controlling the court would happen, and then attack him, so that he would ask for resignation, but I am afraid that Li Er is now about to enter the cabinet.

Let's take a look at Li San......

Compared with the two, Zhao Jishan looks at his only grandson more and more awkwardly.

With a long sigh, he could only sigh that Li Tuizhi's life was too good, although he was dead, but there were three unicorns handed down.

"I have called you today for a thing to tell you...... Don't talk to the two of you, listen to Ah Weng. Ah Weng is forty years old this year, and Wu Zong was born in the early years of the same Jinshi. When I was a teenager, I was slow and crazy by nature, and I practiced a pretty good kung fu, well, a second- or third-rate level, so I was infected with some Jianghu habits. ”

"At that time, he was righteous and squandered money, and he liked to make friends, so he was nicknamed 'Little Mengwei'. After the birth of Citong Jinshi, the first official position of Ah Weng was the county magistrate of Chunming County, Lingnan, who worked for many years, and was promoted to the capital as Jingzhao Futai, and was promoted to the head of the household department for another three years. That year, His Majesty Wuzong died. ”

"Because I am open-minded by nature and have a sense of charlatanism, I have made more friends. When Emperor Jing and His Majesty first succeeded to the throne, Liu Mingyuan and I became friends...... At that time, Liu Mingyuan's prestige in the court was unparalleled for a while, and Li Tuizhi's exploits outside the court were unparalleled. A 'world's first literary champion', a 'unparalleled in the world' and many courtiers in the court are struggling. Hehe, even Xiao Xiangye has to retreat, and Lin Weizhong is willing to be a lackey of the two of them. ”

"One day, well, it was on the fifteenth day of the first month of the second year of Jinghe, hehe, that is, tonight's Lantern Festival, after the banquet of His Majesty's gift, the first emperor called Xiao Huangmen to take me to the Assorted Palace, and asked me, are you willing to be my sword? At that time, the queen mother Yin Yunian was still there, and she was waiting for Your Majesty on the side. ”

"The emperor and the last two supremes are present, how can I retreat? Naturally, I willingly agreed. Since then, I have been chasing the Surin Party like a mad dog, because I am open-minded and righteous, and because of the support of the first emperor, there are gradually more and more people under my disciples, and my power is getting stronger and stronger. Then one day, someone handed me a copy of the incriminating evidence of Liu Mingyuan's rebellion. ”

"Actually, there are many false accusations against the crime, but I will not let go of this opportunity, chase and fight, who made me His Majesty's dog......? Liu Shengren's whole family was killed cleanly. Hehe, it's also because his theory is too terrible, and His Majesty Jinghe can't do it. Alas, but until now, I don't know who sent me the secret message. ”

"Decades have passed, and I have checked a lot, but I have found nothing. I originally thought that it should be Lin Weizhong, because after that party disaster, Lin Weizhong suddenly became the leader of the Sulin Party, and he benefited the most. But after a few confrontations, I found that Lin Weizhong was also investigating this matter. That proves it's not him......"

Zhao Jishan said piecemeal, as if he wanted to tell his life completely at this moment, as if this was the book of his life's confessions.

Zhao Wanru and Zhao Wenbo, who were in the hall, were a little impatient when they heard this, but they could only endure it.