"What you said is true?"

There were still cloudy tears in the old and dim eyes, and Yang Yi lay on the ground and asked in disbelief. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.] Hattori Hanzo, who was so panicked that he showed his head in the dark passage, hurriedly stretched out his fingers and made a silent movement, so panicked that Lao Yang Yi covered his mouth and looked back.

Fortunately, when they arrived in Beijing from Chang'an, which was thousands of miles away, those Guanzhong troops were already tired, and the two officers in charge of guarding seemed to be dozing off together, and under the candlelight, both of them tilted their heads and leaned against the Tang-style sliding door, and they didn't notice that there was another person in the room, which made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yang Gong, come out with me! This tunnel leads straight to the outside of the palace, and the lower officials will escort you out! As he spoke, Hattori Hanzo began to push the floor near his neck outward, but Lao Yang Yi suddenly withdrew his hand.

"No, the old man is here, not going anywhere!"

"Yes." Even if his whole face was wrapped in a black mask, Hattori Hanzo's eyes still showed surprise and hesitation, Yang Yi's importance is self-evident, and staying in the Min King Palace for a minute at this time may face the danger of extinction, he didn't leave!

As if he saw Hattori Hanzo's doubts, Old Yang Yi's old face finally showed a slight smile, and he shook his head solemnly.

"The role of the old man staying here is even greater, I must solve the mistakes I made, prevent the king of Fujun from ascending the throne, I have followed the prince of Min in this life, and I have seen such a vast world, the old man is also worth it, you, let's go!"

The pair of deep-set eyes that were only exposed became solemn, and after arching his fist heavily, Hattori Hanzo retracted into the large hole in the floor, and there was a sound of mechanism, and the entrance to the tunnel below was blocked by a heavy large stone, and there was no trace of it.

After putting the floor on the ground back in place, Lao Yang Yi finally returned to the bed with peace of mind, and the old eyes were dizzy and touched the bag on his waist, and after a while, a delicate small porcelain bottle came into his dry hand.

"Hey, when people are old, they just lack sleep! Hey, Jean'er is a good boy, it's a pity." Leisurely complained, poured the small porcelain bottle into his mouth, and Yang Yi closed his eyes with peace of mind.

In the early morning of the next day, two Tie Qing faces looked at each other and stood in front of Lao Yang Yi's bed.

Seeing Yang Yi's face become pale again because of the fading of blood, the eldest grandson Wuji's fat hand was almost out of the water, as the leader of the ministers, Yang Yi was his communication channel with the ministers of the Min State, as well as the generals of the Min State surrounded outside, as soon as he died, the Tang Army in Guanzhong of Guxuan was in danger.

"Elder Yang, Elder Yang! After playing the eldest grandson Wuji, you are still a chess master! After being angry for a long time, the eldest grandson Wuji finally shook his head with a helpless wry smile.

Tie Qing's face was blue, but Xue Zhiguan was not so open-minded, and even a different kind of anger was stagnant in his chest for a long time.

Last night's conspiracy, he had already agreed with Yang Yi, Xue Zhiguan knew his strengths and weaknesses, and he thought that the power of conspiracy and darkness was not a problem, but on the bright side, he still needed an old minister like Yang Yi to lead.

Especially when Li Rang is young, he will inevitably need Yang Yi to govern for him until he becomes an adult, and even Xue Zhiguan has planned that he and Lao Yang Yi will become Li Rang's light and dark hands, but now that Lao Yang Yi is dead, Xue Zhiguan has a feeling of betrayal.

The fists were also clenched, and Xue Zhiguan couldn't shout these words yet, and the suffocating Guanzhong man almost went crazy.

The two leaders stood speechless in front of the cold corpse of old Yang Yi for a long time, and the helpless eldest grandson Wuji turned his head inquiringly and asked, "Who can replace Yang Gong to preside over today's enthronement ceremony?"

As soon as he said this, Xue Zhiguan's emaciated face showed a strong sense of unease, and when he was about to say something, a bright yellow figure outside suddenly broke in in a hurry, threw himself on the bed, and cried bitterly.

"Teacher!"

With such an unobtrusive father as Li Jie, it can be said that Li Rang and Li Jin's brothers grew up under the care of Hou Xianniang and Lao Yang Yi for most of their lives.

Seeing Li Rang hugging Yang Yi's cold chest and crying, Xue Zhiguan was also very uncomfortable.

There was a delay of about an hour, leaving Li Rang to kneel in front of the old Yang Yi's bed sadly, and Xue Zhiguan walked out of the room with an ugly face.

"How is His Royal Highness King Zhu?" As soon as he came out, the eldest grandson Wuji was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and hurriedly stepped forward, holding Xue Zhiguan and asking, his face darkened, and Xue Zhiguan couldn't help but sigh.

"His Royal Highness said that the quasi-master is like a father, and he will keep filial piety for Yang Gong for three years according to the ancient rites, and within three years, he will not agree to succeed to the throne!"

"Absolutely not!" His face suddenly became ugly, and the eldest grandson Wuji flatly refused.

Three years, maybe something will happen! After discussion, it is the basic strategy set by Li Zhi to support the succession of the young king, divide the Fujian State, and control the government of the Fujian State, and a series of strategies must be completed within a month or two, otherwise the Fujian State that has finally been cohesive will fall apart again, and it will also have an irreversible impact on the Tang Dynasty.

Who let Fujian establish a country with business, almost monopolized a series of economic lifelines of the Tang Dynasty, and sold countless grains and wines to Guanzhong through Tianzhu every year, and all kinds of brand clothing made in Fujian also monopolized the high-end market of the Tang Dynasty, tobacco, spices, gems, luxury goods, even if Li Zhi himself was unwilling, the Tang court also issued a large number of orders to the Fujian Chamber of Commerce every year.

Li Zhike is very greedy, he is not satisfied with just taking back Lingnan Dao, he wants to swallow the whole big cake into his stomach!

Xue Zhiguan didn't know that three years was too long, and if it was late, there would be changes, and the coup d'état would be fought overnight, and the problem Li Rang's sad appearance made Xue Zhiguan, who took him as his life belief, really unbearable, and sighed for a while, Xue Zhiguan sighed again.

"Seven days of filial piety, seven days is just the right time for His Highness to establish an image of benevolence and filial piety among the ministers, and also to prepare for the enthronement ceremony, one day is too hasty, in that case, His Highness's luck is not enough."

What Xue Zhiguan said is reasonable, Datang hopes to support Li Rang as a puppet, and if it is too ugly, it will not last long, gritted his teeth and turned around a few times, the eldest grandson Wuji turned his head viciously, and said with a green tendon on his head: "Three days!" The old man can only wait for three days! ”

At the political height of Xue Zhiguan and the eldest grandson Wuji, there was no bargaining, and Xue Zhiguan turned around and returned to the house without saying a word.

The Tang army from Guanzhong really became a kidnapper, occupying the center of Fujian, kidnapping almost all civil and military officials, and also opened their mouths to the lions of the Fujian people on the periphery, and they asked for rice and wine, meat and clothing, and they were very happy.

Hearing of Lao Yang Yi's death, the troops surrounding the palace of King Min were in a commotion again, and only then did they stabilize under the appeasement of Li Yexu, the general of Zuo Qianniuwei.

In the afternoon, Danfeng Gate opened again, a cart of materials were transported in, in the eyes of the Fujian people, these robbers from the Guanzhong laughed one by one, especially to the Fujian people angry is that hundreds of beaten bloody Guanzhong Army also laughed and teased those female nurses of the red gourd team who treated their injuries one by one.

Those are the goddesses of the whole Min*!

At the other end, a side hall of the Min King Palace was arranged into a mourning hall, a strip of white cloth wrapped in silver cloth arranged here, from the ebony coffin collected from the people, Yang Yi held his chest with both hands, wearing the official robe of Doctor Ziguanglu, lying peacefully in it, his eyes were dull, Li Rang wore a white cloth on his head, and Mu Na knelt in front.

Parents don't know whether they are alive or dead, they were pushed to such a heavy responsibility at a young age, the little mother who took care of him was imprisoned again, and even the teacher who had always relied on suddenly died, such a burden fell on the shoulders of a nine-year-old child, and its heaviness can be imagined.

Not only him, but also was released to preside over the sacrifice, Xiao Xian, the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, followed by the ministers of the Fujian State who came to kneel and worship, none of them are not up and down in their hearts, and today's Fujian is like a leaky boat, tossed in the wind and waves, maybe a big wave hits, and the boat will sink into the dark history with the glory and glory of the past.

As time passed, the monks, Taoist priests, and Brahmins were monotonously excessive, and the setting sun shone obliquely into the side hall that was used as a mourning hall.

Looking at this scene outside the door, the eldest grandson Wuji smiled with satisfaction, since the last time Xue Zhiguan showed himself the whole map of the territory of Fujian, this has always been a heavy mountain in the hearts of his monarchs and ministers, and now, the rich Fujian country was finally held into the palm of his hand, although the occasion was not suitable, the eldest grandson Wuji couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

On the other side, the originally crowded court hall became empty, but there were still a few people staying inside.

Tang Zhongshu Lang Yuwenjie, British Gong Li Ji, Jiangxia King Li Daozong, Tang Men Shilang Han Yuan, several of them after the restoration of Tang Gaozong Li Zhi successively because of the escape of political asylum and went south to Fujian, from the identity of a few not less than Yang Yi, so the other officials went to the vigil, a few of them just worshipped and came back.

Fortunately, the Min army outside sent wine and meat, so that life would not be so boring.

"Han Yugong, what do you think of the political situation in Fujian now?" It's not the same thing just to drink stuffy wine, after being dull for a long time, Yuwenjie, who was a little drunk, tilted his head and asked, and Han Yu, who was holding a wine glass, couldn't help but be stunned, and then shook his head with bitterness.

"I thought I could spend the rest of my life here and enjoy my old age in peace, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to live in peace anywhere, the old man now hopes that the old man can leave safely after the political situation is stable, and he doesn't think much about anything else!"

Listening to Han Ming's wry smile, even Li Daozong nodded in agreement, only Li Ji poured down a glass of wine with a dark face, and hummed in a muffled voice: "The old man thought the same thing before he came, but now the old man has changed his mind."

Sullen, Li Ji looked gloomily into the distance and said, "Now, the old man wants to meet for a while, how fierce are the Arabs who can make my grandson sink the ship?"

"Maybe this official can help the British Duke realize his ideals, and also, the ambitions of King Jiangxia, Yuwen Gong, and you have been wiped out like this? ”

The sudden laughter and rhetorical question made the four people who were drinking stuffy couldn't help but turn their heads, but then Li Daozong's face darkened with disgust.

"Xue Zhiguan, it's you villain!"