Chapter 816: Killing the Father

"Erchen, Erchen has his own way to escape." Zhao thought about it and lowered his head and said.

"Secret passage?" Zhao Ji glanced at Zhao Gou, as if he understood what the other party was, and sighed: "I remembered, there is also a secret passage in your mother's palace that leads directly to the outer city, but the outer city is now blocked by the Jin people, where can I get out?" Otherwise, I would have left Bianjing long ago. In the vertical arch hall, Zhao Ji didn't care what was embarrassing in it.

"Secret passage?" Zhao Gou thought of something, shook his head, and said: "Father, even if it is a secret passage, there is no way, there are many enemies in the outer city, I am afraid that it will not work if you take the secret passage." But Erchen has another way. ”

"What's the solution?" Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Erchen has already discussed with the Jin people, and he will go directly from the south gate, so that he can get in touch with the soldiers and horses of the Seed Master Dao." Zhao thought about it and said honestly. Qin Hui, who was behind him, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and glanced at the people in the surrounding Fengbo Pavilion.

"Golden man? You, you evil obstacle, actually discussed with the Jin people, you, how can my Zhao family have such an evil obstacle as you? The Jin people are the generation of tigers and wolves, and you actually hooked up with the Jin people for your own throne? Zhao Ji's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he couldn't help but point at Zhao Gou and scolded: "A person like you actually wants to be an emperor? The rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty will be destroyed by you. ”

"Father, if you hadn't given up the throne to your eldest brother, how could my Great Song Jiangshan end up in such a situation, the enemy has twice come to the city, but he still wants to join forces with the Jin people to calculate Li Jing? caused the emptiness of Bianjing's troops, which led to today's disaster, whose sin is it all this, and it is not his own cause? Zhao Gou finally expressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Son, this country belongs to me, I can give it to whoever I want, what qualifications do you have to say this?" Zhao Ji finally couldn't help but slap him, and said coldly: "You are not a good thing, it seems that you have already hooked up with Jinren, otherwise, how could you say such a thing." ”

"Father, emperor, sons, and ministers are all for the sake of the Great Song Dynasty." Zhao Gou distinguished.

"Shameless, yes, I said why did the Jin people have to go to the Jin camp! Feelings are a good thing for you to do, and Li Ruoshui, I heard that one of your concubines recently is Li Ruoshui's daughter, good means, good means. Zhao Ji thought of something at this time, and couldn't help but clap his hands and said: "You first let the Jin people imprison Da Lang, and even kill him, and you are afraid that Da Lang will not dare to go to the Jin camp, so let Li Ruoshui write?" The ministers forced the palace, which made Da Lang have no choice but to go to Jinying, tsk, I really didn't expect it, it seems that I still underestimate you. ”

The corners of Zhao Gou's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that his careful planning was nothing in front of Zhao Ji, this character who has been an emperor for decades, although he is very mediocre on weekdays, so much of the Great Song Dynasty has a lot to do with him, but I have to admit that in terms of power and strategy, Zhao Ji is still far beyond Zhao Gou, Zhao Gou is a little moved, and the other party immediately knows Zhao Gou's plan.

"Father, the overall situation has been decided now, staying in Bianjing is already powerless, whether it is the Jin people or Li Jing, they will not give up the Central Plains, they can only go to Jiangnan, use the dense water network in the south of the Yangtze River to block the Jin people and Li Jing's iron horses, the eldest brother is not the emperor's material at all, and the Jin people came too suddenly, and the sons have no choice, it can only be so." Zhao Gou's face was gloomy, at this time, since Zhao Ji had already understood something, he didn't care, and said what he thought in his heart without hesitation.

"If you go back to the emperor, whether it is Li Jing or Jinren, you will not give up the Central Plains, stay here, you can only wait for death, His Royal Highness King Kang's move is also a matter of no choice, since the Central Plains are all going to give up, it is better to leave the Central Plains to the Jin people and let him Li Jing kill each other." Qin Hui hurriedly said.

"Ridiculous, the emperors of a dynasty are already dead, is this dynasty still there?" Zhao Ji glanced at Qin Hui with disdain and said, "Do you think the Jin people will really let you go?" It's a big joke, they just wipe out our royal family, so they wreak havoc on the world and capture the city, why do they need to row the river with you? ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" Zhao Gou couldn't help but retorted: "No matter what, this throne must not be obtained by the eldest brother, he is not worthy of being the emperor, father, it is better to go to Jiangnan with us!" ”

"Leave the jade seal behind, you go! No matter where you go, the emperor doesn't ask, from now on, you have nothing to do with my royal family, and I wait for the descendants of the Zhao family, even if I die, I will only die in Beijing. Zhao Ji was light-hearted, and couldn't help but say: "There is still a glimmer of life here, if you go out of the city, I'm afraid your life is not in your hands and mine." ”

"Father, without this jade seal, how can the sons gain a foothold in the south?" Zhao Gou said with a slight dissatisfaction. He is now the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, if he escapes and inherits the throne in Jiangnan, without the jade seal, he can only let the throne be incorrect, let the world laugh, only the jade seal of the country in hand, can get more.

"That's your business, even if you become emperor, it won't last long." Zhao Ji glanced around, and couldn't help but say: "For the sake of father and son, I won't call the soldiers and horses in front of the palace, you go!" ”

"Father, don't force your sons." Zhao Gou's face was gloomy, he looked at Zhao Ji and said: "Without the jade seal of the country, how can the sons and daughters establish themselves as kings, look at the eldest brother, can he become a good emperor?" Isn't that a big joke? ”

"Is my father really going to let me?" Zhao Gou's face was calm, looking at Zhao Ji, his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, cold and ruthless.

"Not bad." Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "This heirloom jade seal is owned by the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is not something you can possess, ah!" You! Zhao Ji was about to continue, but he felt a pain in his abdomen, but he was greeted by Zhao Gou's hideous face and blood-red eyes.

"Father, you are in my way, and my son doesn't want to die here." Zhao Gou suddenly pulled out his sword, and blood spurted out of Zhao Ji's chest and sprinkled on the gold bricks. The attendants beside Zhao Ji were already stunned by the situation in front of him, and were about to turn around and leave, but they were beheaded by Qin Hui under the command of the soldiers and horses of the Fengbo Pavilion.

"Father, after the Jin people prepare to break through Bianjing, the whole city of Dasuo, any royal child will be killed, and the sons and daughters must not die here." Zhao Gou looked at Zhao Ji, who was still struggling, and said in a low voice: "The reason why the Jin people can let Erchen leave here is because Erchen promised to give away the defense map of Bianjing City. ”

"You, son of a!" Blood flowed from the corners of Zhao Ji's mouth, his eyes were wide open, pointing at Zhao Gou, his index finger trembled, and finally his right hand finally fell, his eyes were wide open, but he didn't look dead.

It's a pity that a generation of Daojun emperors was killed by his own son in the end, I have to say, this is an irony.