"It's really cold!" the man named Master Li sighed heavily at the door, and he retreated from the guards beside him, "Li Xiao, you don't need to be so close to me, this is just an ordinary banquet." As he spoke, he stroked his gray hair with his hand, a playful expression on his cheeks.

At the last banquet, Yan Ke gave him a tormenting little goblin, and I wonder if the old man will give him something this time. He thought, straightened his clothes, and walked in slowly and dignifiedly.

Everyone in the hall was lined up on both sides, his footsteps paused, the people in the hall were all sages and gentlemen who lived in seclusion in "Jiangyou", and they did not seek political affairs, and they did not know why these people were willing to participate in this banquet this time.

"Master Li, the old man has been waiting here for a long time!" In the central position, Fang Yan sat upright, pressing the hilt of his sword with one hand and holding the wine cup with the other, "Please take a seat!"

Hearing this, his gaze quickly swept over the sides of the hall, and the spot was empty. His old face twitched, and he brushed his sleeves, "Lord Fang invited the old man to come this time, isn't it a joke?"

"Hehe, Lord Li, this time I invited my lord to come because I want to borrow something from my lord!" Fang Yan lowered his head and looked at the turbid wine in the wine bottle, and slowly pulled the sword with his hand, "I don't know if Lord Li can borrow it?"

The man called Master Li saw that the atmosphere was a little wrong, he took a few steps back, approached his guard, suppressed an inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and asked, "I don't know what Lord Fang wants to borrow?"

"Your Excellency's head!" The sword had already been drawn, Fang Yan stood up, and transferred Xiang Yiming a few people in the internal test of the hall.

The other party was horrified when he heard his words, and turned around to leave, when the knife and axe hand that had been arranged at the door saw the head poking out, and the knife fell from his hand, and several human skulls fell to the ground.

Su Le walked up in black, took off the giant sword in his hand and touched the head of the person on the ground, his eyebrows stretched, "Uncle Fang, hang his head on the city." Tell the people of Yue that I am back! Li Hui's child is back. ”

Under Fang Yan's nod, two soldiers walked out and lifted the head of the person on the ground.

Zhu Xuan took a step forward and said, "Your Royal Highness, Jiangyou has thirty-seven civil officials and forty-two military generals, among these people..."

"At the beginning of the operation, Lord Fang had already found out, and now the operation must have begun. Su Le raised his hand, interrupted Zhu Xuan's words, and looked at Fang Yan and Mellow, who were silent beside him.

After a moment of silence, Mellow walked out and slowly walked out of the hall. After about half an hour, he led a dozen or so men back, each of them covered in scarlet blood, and each of them carried a human head in his hand.

Mellow looked at Zhu Xuan, "The Xuzhou Business Alliance has been planning since the end of the Xiao Wall Rebellion, and Mr. is too worried. ”

Hearing this, the dozen or so sages who had just joined couldn't help but look at each other, and they felt shocked in their hearts, the time for more than 20 years of planning was finally revealed step by step.

More than ten days later, the matter of Jiangyou exploded in the ears of the people of Vietnam, and the twists and turns on the matter on the government and government piled up on the table like snowflakes. Li Qirui on the throne looked calm, he looked at the piles of twists and turns like a hill, his eyes slowly swept over the ministers in the court, and fell on Zuo Ci's body.

A few days ago, the minister came to report that his eldest brother's child had returned, and he was contacting the old minister in Anwar and other counties to prepare for planning.

"Retreat. His eyes were closed, and his hands were spread out and pressed against the table.

The ministers under the stairs looked at each other and whispered, this matter seemed to them to be a big deal, but they didn't know why the man on the throne was so calm.

"Stand down!" the ministers began to whisper, and the man on the throne spoke again in an accentuated tone.

After Li Qirui's words were finished, the hall was immediately silent, and after a short silence, the ministers left one by one, until there was only a middle-aged man in iron armor standing above the hall, his hair was slightly gray, and his eyes were peaceful.

In the middle of the night, the man on the throne opened and closed his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man standing straight in the main hall, smiled, and spoke, "General Zhao, didn't the widow say that everyone retreated?" As he said this, he stood up, took out a fold from the table, slowly walked down the steps, stopped at the other party's side, and handed the fold over, "Xiang Yiming, the son of Xiang Ke." Hehe, General Zhao actually took the child of General Zhou back to Yue without telling the widow. ”

The middle-aged man knelt down and pulled the fold open, and it was about Xiang Yiming. His eyes were in a trance, and he couldn't help but think of the prophecy of Tuoba Pre-Suzu - it was a man who would walk on the throne of the king, and he would have nothing from now on!

Fate is destined to be a hero, and it is also destined to be a tragedy.

"The child you brought back came back with my eldest brother's child, this is really an unfathomable fate!" Li Qirui sighed, "Back then, it was only a battle of the Six Kingdoms, a letter from the Chu State, I sent General Zhao at the end of the war, and I didn't expect General Zhao to bring back a scourge." ”

"The end will know what is wrong. The middle-aged man knelt and bowed.

"The scourge that General Zhao brought back, General Zhao will deal with it himself!" Li Qirui looked down at Zhao Wuke, who was kneeling on the ground, and his voice fell hoarsely, "Bring him back too, the widow wants to see my eldest brother's child." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Wuke got up, left the hall, and walked out quietly.

Li Qirui looked at his back, turned the wrench on his right hand, and said to himself, "Is this your plan?" He smiled bitterly, "Li Hui's child shouldn't be so stupid and gave his life in vain!"

"Do you believe it?" As he was talking to himself, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him, and a woman stood behind him, her eyes full of melancholy.

Li Qirui turned around, looked at the woman in front of him, and smiled, "You are his mother, how do you think your child should go in such a situation?"

"I hope he doesn't have to come back. The woman looked at Li Qirui, "That brother of mine shouldn't have brought him back to Yueguo, I hope..."

"Haha.." The woman's words were interrupted by Li Qirui's rude laughter, and he looked at the woman leaning down slightly, the corners of her mouth showing a playful arc, "You are more pitiful than the widow, the widow is for proof, and you are for chasing those empty lies." He said, his face becoming more and more distorted, "I don't know if your brother, the old man of Sheng Gong, knows the truth of what happened back then, and he can accept it." The old man treated my eldest brother like his own child, if..."

"Enough, Li Qirui, it was you who killed him, it was you!" the woman's eyes widened, and her hands clutched her sleeves tightly, interrupting the other party's words impatiently, calling him by his name.

"Twenty years ago, I was just a knife in your hands. Li Qirui rubbed shoulders with the woman, "Let's see what your child is capable of, if he satisfies the widow, the widow will give him the Yue country! The widow doesn't care about this country, all I wanted back then was the recognition of everyone and the recognition of my ability." As he spoke, tears flowed from his eyes, "We made a mistake, so let's wait together!"

The woman didn't answer him, her whole face full of guilt and struggle.