"Guo commanded to go, but I was afraid that the grandson would not believe it," Zheng He said: "I think we should go with one more person." ”

"Who do you want to go?" King Zhao narrowed his eyes.

"Yang Shiqi of the cabinet," Zheng He said: "He is Taisun's master, and Taisun still listens to his words." Let him explain things clearly, so that the grandson can dispel his doubts. ”

After a while, Yang Shiqi came over, and frowned when he heard this: "Taisun is so reckless and insistent on going his own way, I'm just afraid that he won't listen to me." ”

"One or two, they all say that Taisun doesn't listen to persuasion," King Zhao said angrily: "What if you don't listen to persuasion, let him attack Beiping?"

When King Zhao thought that there were 400,000 soldiers and horses in the capital, but he couldn't command any of them, he was besieged by Taisun with more than 10,000 people, so he was naturally very angry. If the tiger talisman is in his hands, he can not only justifiably sentence him to rebel, but also transfer troops to suppress it, and even force the palace.

"I didn't mean that," Yang Shiqi said: "Your Highness, I always have something to convince the grandson." Please give me a token of my Highness, preferably something that Your Majesty carries with you. ”

King Zhao's eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but sneer a few times.

Yang Shiqi is really smart, he wants the emperor to carry it with him, and if it can prove that the emperor's words work, then there is only a private seal. At that time, the private seal was brought to Taisun by Yang Shiqi, and Taisun could claim that the emperor had issued a secret decree to him and asked him to transfer troops to quell the rebellion!

"Do you want a token?" King Zhao said: "As long as it is something that the emperor carries with him, is it okay?"

"You must always be able to win the trust of others," Yang Shiqi said: "It can't always be something like a fan or a purse." ”

Zhao Wang Xie smiled, pointed to the sword of the Son of Heaven hanging on the wall of the main hall, and said, "Master Yang, what do you think of that sword? That is something that my father and emperor wear on weekdays and never leave his body, which is enough to make the grandson believe it." ”

Yang Shiqi was really stunned, the expression on his face changed rapidly, and finally lowered his head and said, "Please change something for Your Highness, the Son of Heaven Sword...... I'm afraid it has a different meaning. ”

The sword of the Son of Heaven does have a special meaning, if the emperor wants to give the minister death, he will send this sword over, and the minister who knows the meaning will generally commit suicide.

"That's true," Zheng He also frowned and said, "Let's change something." ”

"I think the sword of the Son of Heaven is very good," King Zhao laughed, took the sword off the wall, and even danced a beautiful sword flower: "Catch it!"

Yang Shiqi borrowed the sword thrown by King Zhao, and didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly knelt on the ground. And seeing Zheng He like him, his expression suddenly changed.

"Master Yang," King Zhao narrowed his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

"Chen didn't expect it," Yang Shiqi patted the dust and stood up, shook his head and said, "This sword has such a weight, Chen...... A weak scholar, almost overwhelmed. ”

The Son of Heaven Sword is indeed extraordinary, which makes Wen Chen, who deals with the book all day long, sigh like Yang Shiqi. King Zhao couldn't help laughing: "It's useless to be a scholar!"

Guo Jing and Yang Shiqi flew on their horses, went all the way out of the city to the west, and arrived at Fangshan in a short time, and saw the young army of Taisun across a mountain.

"Go and tell the grandson," Guo Jing said: "Long Xiangwei commanded Guo Jing to see him!"

After a while, Guo Jing's personal guards came back: "The grandson refuses to see you, saying that you are now King Zhao's person, and you are in the same stream as King Zhao!"

"Taisun is really ......" Guo Jing was angry and angry: "Confused!"

I saw that the opposite side of the mountain was even lined up, and the two armies were about to fight in the next second - Yang Shiqi finally took a breath, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but climb on the back of the horse again, and personally went to the front of the battle and shouted: "His Royal Highness Taisun, Yang Shiqi has come to deliver the decree!"

"Yang Shiqi?" Taisun Yaoyao saw the person coming and was stunned: "Why is he here?"

"Your Highness," the general shouted, "It's all people sent by King Zhao, they are delaying time, let's attack!"

"Wait," Zhu Zhanji saw Yang Shiqi waving something, squinted his eyes and recognized: "He is holding the Emperor's Grandfather's Sword of the Son of Heaven!"

"Now the emperor's edicts are all forged by King Zhao," the general said: "King Zhao controls the palace, and he can get anything!"

"Let him come to me alone. Zhu Zhanji said.

Yang Shiqi was taken to the Taisun tent, and the young army wanted to take off his sword, but saw him holding on to the sword: "You have to take the sword and kill me first!"

"Master Yang," Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but say, "Where did you come from? Like that Guo Jing, you were deeply favored by my imperial grandfather, but you betrayed him and climbed another high branch!"

"Your Highness is confused," Yang Shiqi said: "Although King Zhao has set off a huge wave in Gyeonggi, the three major battalions are immovable, King Zhao has no troops to adjust, and the rebellion will not be successful-on the contrary, it is you, who have no edict to lead troops to threaten the capital, and there is already a rebellion!"

"I'm here to save the emperor's grandfather," Zhu Zhanji jumped up: "He was imprisoned by King Zhao! King Zhao coerced the Son of Heaven, don't you know, still let him hold him hostage?"

Yang Shiqi said: "Naturally, we will not let him hold him hostage. But His Royal Highness should not be confused, judge arbitrarily, and bring troops into Beijing without permission, and when the time comes, the crime of rebellion will be truly confirmed, even if the emperor wakes up, he will not be able to cover up!"

"My imperial grandfather woke up?" Zhu Zhanji was startled.

"Who said the emperor was unconscious?" Yang Shiqi asked rhetorically.

Not only Zhu Zhanji, but everyone who heard this sentence was as if they were shocked by thunder: "But since the emperor has woken up, why didn't he stop King Zhao?"

Yang Shiqi thought the same way the moment he saw the emperor sober, but he knew that since the emperor had never been controlled by King Zhao, everything King Zhao did was just a clown jumping off the beam and a self-righteous performance! No matter how many nobles he King Zhao had wooed, as long as these people knew that the emperor was sober, they must be desperate to dissociate themselves from King Zhao.

The emperor's sobriety was also a huge shock to Yang Shiqi, he had been in danger before, thinking that he had encountered the biggest crisis in his career as a eunuch, and it was still not as good as being beaten into the dust, this was a difficult choice and planning - until he asked to see the emperor again, and Zheng He led him in, which was the scene three days ago.

"Your Majesty ......" Yang Shiqi saw the white-haired, sickly withered emperor, and suddenly grieved: "The minister is incompetent......"

"Zheng He," Yang Shiqi was crying bitterly, but he heard a hoarse voice above his head: "Help him up." ”

Yang Shiqi thought that he was having auditory hallucinations, and he raised his head in disbelief and met the emperor's majestic and tired eyes.