In Chang'an City, Yang Jian can't be helped, can he still run out of Yang Jian's palm when he goes out of the city?

Yu Wenyun didn't know how long it had been since he had left Chang'an City, and he had an indescribable fear of the world outside Chang'an City that he didn't know anything about.

"Your Majesty, if you leave now, there is still a glimmer of life, and the Duke of Dongping should also be doing his best to delay for His Majesty," Chen Shanti said urgently, "The ministers are willing to escort Your Majesty to break through from the west of the city, and now Wei Xiaokuan is leading troops into the city from the east of the city, and there should not be many soldiers and horses on the west side of the city." ”

Yu Wenyun frowned: "Could it really be that this is already a state of collapse?!" ”

Could it be that there is really no chance to save this situation, is it true that the soldiers and people of the Great Zhou have all submitted to Yang Jian, and the Yuwen family's rule for so many years has become so fragile under Yang Jian's erosion in just a few years?

But Yuwenyun didn't expect that Yuwen's as the emperor over the years, what he brought to the Northern Zhou Dynasty was only boundless war, the war eroded every inch of land from the Central Plains to the northwest to Bashu, behind the killing, there was displacement and the separation of wives, especially when the Northern Zhou destroyed the Northern Qi, everyone had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief, and faced the internal strife within the Northern Zhou, even if these people were used to continuous wars, the new appointment of Yuwen had gradually decreased.

Over the years, the change of imperial power and the rise of powerful ministers have made the common people develop the habit of watching from the sidelines, and those lower-level officials have also maintained this habit.

As for those high-level officials and generals, everything naturally becomes simpler, rather than following the royal family of a previous dynasty to survive here, it is better to hurry up from the dragon and make a new start. When Li Xinchen pacified the southeast, it was like this, except for some clans, such as Chen Shuying and others, who still resisted stubbornly, the rest of the civil and military officials were almost inclined to surrender.

This is just a common psychology of this era.

It's a pity that Yu Wenyun, who grew up in the hands of a woman in the deep palace, is obviously impossible to understand this truth. It's just that in the face of this cruel reality, whether he understands it or not, accepts it or not, this is already the case.

"Your Majesty, please get on the horse quickly!" Chen Shanti said in a deep voice.

Yu Wenyun took a deep breath, obviously he had realized that it was useless to sigh more at this time, and reluctantly got on the horse, Yu Wenyun looked back in the direction of Suiguo Mansion, the fire was still burning, and the footsteps and fighting on the street were getting closer and closer.

"Let's go!"

Yuwen Yun didn't care about where Yuwen Shenju and the others had gone at this time, so he could only go west first under the escort of Chen Shanti, and at the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was also his father-in-law, why was Chen Shanti more reliable than Yang Jian?

And Yu Wenyun left the palace with his front foot, and Yang Jian killed with his back foot.

Yuwen Shenju is just a worm and a fly, and Yuwen Yun, the orthodox emperor, is Yang Jian's primary target.

"Quick, search every palace, every corner!" Yang Jian shouted with red eyes, he had nowhere to vent his pain of losing his two sons at once, and there was nowhere to vent his fear that death had approached him infinitely just now, so he could only pour out his anger on Yu Wenyun's body, Yang Jian couldn't wait to catch Yu Wenyun and break him into pieces.

In his bones, what Yang Jian wanted to take was Cao Cao's path, first to dominate and then to be the emperor, and to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes, but Cao Cao only came to the point of coercing the Son of Heaven when he was old, so he was not able to be called the emperor, and now Yang Jian is not without this opportunity. And the official title he gave himself was "Prime Minister", which is naturally meaningful.

When it comes to the prime minister, it is impossible for people not to think of the prime minister Cao.

And now Yuwen Yun is not good at being his puppet, but he wants to cause such a trouble, and Yang Jian doesn't mind catching him and then replacing him with a more obedient child of the Yuwen family.

It's a pity that his daughter is not angry and didn't give birth to a child of the Yuwen family······

Yang Jian strode into Yu Wenyun's "Heavenly Palace", the palace that had once been singing and dancing had fallen completely silent at this time, and he could only hear the voices of the maidservants and attendants bowing down in a hurry.

It symbolizes the supreme authority, the Ninety-Five and the Son of Heaven.

And now Yang Jian stands at the pinnacle of this power.

As long as he wants, he can replace Yuwen Clan.

"See Suiguo Gong." Feng Xiaolian knelt at Yang Jian's feet.

Yang Jian didn't look at her, this was just a plaything, it didn't matter if it was from the Gao family or the Yuwen family.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian saw a slender figure standing not far away.

Yang Lihua stood straight and looked at him with blazing eyes. Yuwen Yun fled, and those armor soldiers in the palace were also taken away by Yuwen Xiaobo, and for a while Yang Lihua had a free body, and soon she also reacted, it should be her father who won in this sudden outbreak of the secret war.

However, when she met her father's gaze, Yang Lihua did not want to salute.

In the end, it became today's situation, Yu Wenyun and Yang Jian are inseparable, so Yang Lihua does not intend to forgive anyone.

"Minister, see the Empress." Yang Jian said lightly, "With the armor on your body, forgive me for the full salute." ”

"What do you want to bring a soldier into the palace with the Duke of the Kingdom?" Yang Lihua asked coldly.

Yang Jian Huoran raised his head: "The minister is dedicated to fighting for the society of the country, but there are traitors and villains around Your Majesty who slander and cause trouble to the king, and the minister, as the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is not much wronged, and he should mention righteousness and courage to cleanse the king's side!" ”

Yang Lihua waved her sleeves: "It's really a good reason." ”

"Don't you believe in being a father?" Yang Jian took a step forward, "My father really doesn't mean to replace Yu Wenyun!" ”

Yang Lihua snorted, but did not speak.

As an out-and-out pawn, she knew that whatever she said would not work.

And Yang Jian waved his hand: "That's it, no matter what you think, since you have already taken this step and stood in this place, even if you explain it, it seems useless." But there's something for you······ You're going to hold on. ”

Yang Lihua was vaguely aware of something in her heart, and subconsciously leaned back slightly to lean against the screen.

"Yong'er and Guang'er are both ······" Yang Jian's voice lowered.

"You, what did you say?!" Yang Lihua Huo Ran looked over, but her voice increased.

Yang Jian shook his head.

"This, this can't be!" Yang Lihua covered her mouth suddenly.

My two younger brothers, every time I go home to save my relatives, I like to pull my sleeves and run and shout······ The last time I saw them, Yang Guang also gave him small toys made by himself.