readx; Yun Zheng is now completely sure that Cui Da is going south regardless of the ice and snow obstacles to kill the king!

Yun Zheng could even think that this guy's stand-in would definitely stay in Yanmen Pass, and when everyone thought he was in the north, he quietly sneaked back to Tokyo City to kill the king!

He looks very fat now, not the handsome Cui Da that everyone knows, this guy has already begun to plan to kill the monarch when he stayed in Xijing City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The only people who have seen him gain weight are Chen Lin, Wang Anshi, Su Xun, and Yun Zheng, and these four people are estimated to stay in the wasteland for a long time.

There has never been a shortage of monarchicides in history!

Since Qin Shi Huang unified China, there have been hundreds of emperors, and at least thirty percent of them have died at the hands of monarch killers.

One of the two emperors of the Qin Dynasty died at the hands of his subordinates.

On a dark and windy night, the twenty-three-year-old young emperor Ying Huhai was in the Wangyi Palace on the southeastern outskirts of Xianyang, the national capital, praying that God would bless the Great Qin Dynasty with peace and thieves as soon as possible, so that he could always enjoy the honor of the world and be a powerful and blessed time.

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting and fighting outside.

Hu Hai was in shock, and a group of people who were fighting with open fire, swords and halberds, had rushed in front of him. The person at the head is Yan Le, the son-in-law of Zhao Gao, the prime minister of the Chinese prime minister he trusted, and the mayor of the capital.

In the anger of Win Huhai, he summoned the left and right to quell the rebellion, but the only remaining people on the left and right trembled and did not dare to act.

Yan Le stepped forward and said loudly: "You are arrogant and arrogant, there is no way to kill, the whole world has betrayed you, you should hurry up and make a decision yourself!" ”

Hu Hai said in fear: "Can I meet the prime minister?" ”

Yan Le said: "No. ”

Hu Hai said: "I'm not the emperor, can I be a little county king?" ”

"No, you can't!"

"If you don't want to be the king of the county, can you be a little marquis of Wanhu?"

"No, you can't!"

"So, then let me and my wife be poor little people."

Yan Le said: "Are you bargaining, do you think you are buying vegetables in the market?" When you used to kill people, did you have to bargain with them? Hurry up and self-determination. Save me from staining my treasure knife! ”

So Hu Hai had no choice but to commit suicide.

Zhao Gao set a very bad precedent, and since then there have been many monarch killers.

Before killing the king, they have to find a high-sounding reason to succeed, Yun Zheng really can't think of what kind of crime Cui Da and they will find to put on Zhao Zhen's body after killing the king?

In all fairness, Zhao Zhen is one of the few qualified emperors in this Han race, and Zhao Zhen in history is the most beloved emperor by the people and officials, and now. It is not an exaggeration to call Zhao Zhen, who eliminated his cowardice and decided to march north, and was about to achieve victory, to call him the most accomplished emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

Yun Zheng is full of sympathy for Zhao Zhen, but this kind of thought is not enough for him to take any practical action, the Great Song Dynasty has hurt him too much, and his little loyalty to the Great Song Dynasty has long been consumed.

In fact, Zhao Zhen, who was lying on the hospital bed, is now living like a year, and it is better to die early.

That's what Yun Zheng thinks!

He didn't know when he had this kind of bystander mentality, maybe it was from the time when the emperor gave him a blessing.

When he knelt down to accept the will, he felt that he was a head lower than others from then on, and all he did afterwards was to kneel not or kneel less. Now even the last person who needs to kneel down has been killed, and there is a faint sense of indescribable pleasure in his heart.

It's a bad taste!

The letterhead left by Cui Da is actually a bad taste, and he really hopes that Yun Zheng can admonish him and make him give up this kind of rebellious idea.

But Yun Zheng is now not interested in all the domestic affairs of the Great Song Dynasty, including the life and death of the emperor, from the moment he stepped out of Yanmen Pass, he had no intention of stepping into Tokyo City again!

Therefore, no matter what kind of thoughts Trida had in mind, he left him a letter. Yun Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to it, and drank the wine he brewed by himself. If you accidentally brew bitter sake, it is completely reasonable to drink it yourself.

As for Cui Da's final plea, Yun Zheng will not carry it out, if a person has the reputation of a monarch killer, he is definitely a more terrifying existence than a leper in the Great Song Dynasty, who will be involved. Whoever dies will have no place to be buried.

A strong wind blew the door curtain, and the piece of paper on the table was blown up, Yun Zheng reached out and grabbed it, took another look at the content on the paper, and put the paper into the brazier beside him with a sigh. The flame licked the paper, and it burned, and then it turned to ashes.

When the monkey dug up the tunnel, he found two boxes of gunpowder inside, and the lead led to the next house through a long bamboo pole, and when the monkey went to the next door to look, he found that the family had been dead for three or four days, and the whole family was lying quietly on the bed bleeding.

Yun Zheng even guessed that at some point, Cui Da even thought about lighting the gunpowder when he entered the tunnel, and after the boom, Yun Zheng no longer knew whether he was going to kill the king.

This is how people's hearts guess and guess, and in the end they all guess and become stupid!

So this thought only stayed in Yun Zheng's heart for a moment, and then he definitely thought that Cui Da only wanted to use gunpowder to protect his only flaw, not to kill himself.

These days, Yun Zheng's favorite thing to do is to stand at the head of Xijing City and look at the east.

Others thought that this was the marshal thinking about how to use troops to the east, only the monkey alone knew, and the most important thing the marshal was thinking about at this time was Yun Er, who was sailing on the eastern sea, and occasionally looked south, but he was only worried about whether his family in Tokyo was okay now.

The more he lived, the more Yun Zheng found that he really cared about fewer people.

After the lengthy historical picture unfolds one after another, whether it is great, noble, heroic, or loyal, most of them cannot withstand scrutiny and sun exposure.

Some people are forced by the general trend to do something noble at some suitable time, so this bright spot shines like a blazing sun, covering all imperfections.

It is inappropriate to describe a person in this way, at least unfair, but this is how the annals of Huanghuang record a person and events.

Those who do great things are not informal, and do not hide their great virtues with a glance, and these famous sentences are used to make the words of the superiors.

In the Great Song Dynasty over the years, Yun Zheng was so disappointed-

Under the city walls, his army was practicing his horse archery skills, behind the walls his army was preparing the supplies needed for the next war, in the city's army tents, his staff officers were arguing fiercely about which way the army should go, and underground, his army and civilians were digging larger caves to store the food needed by his army.

All this is fresh for Yun Zheng, because these people breathe air in their mouths, and then spit out white mist, sweat falling from their foreheads, although they will be stored by the earth, they are all real.

The words that come out of the noble mouths of the city of Tokyo, when soaked in fine wine, all turn into the smell of wine, which sounds good and smells fragrant, but it makes no sense.

A burst of applause broke Yun Zheng's contemplation.

It turned out to be a low-level warrior who couldn't be named, riding on a galloping bareback horse, leaning over to pick up a red velvet flower, and proudly showing his trophies to the people around him.

Yun Zheng smiled, and he didn't know who had specially arranged such a small game to attract his attention and seek a chance for promotion for this fierce general, although the fierce general couldn't bear to look at the city, but his stiff movements had already exposed his intentions.

The rough guys in the army have not yet learned to disguise.

Yun Zheng took off his hairpin and handed it to a good shooter, who tied the hairpin to the long arrow and then opened the bow, the long arrow fell from the city with a sound, and was nailed to the tall shelf of a climbing plow, and the red hairpin was very eye-catching.

The monkey shouted at the top of his voice: "The handsome man has an order, and the first person to ride and shoot will get a hairpin!" ”

The sergeant under the city suddenly boiled, and the young warrior with his upper body leaned over with a roar and picked up his bow and arrow, aiming at the arm thick wheel, and fired three arrows in a row from a hundred paces away on the horse's back.

Yun Zheng could see it clearly, three long arrows were nailed to the tip of the wheel in unison, and even Yun Zheng couldn't help but applaud for such a riding and archery kung fu.

The cavalry and archery kung fu in the Great Song Dynasty has always been a weakness, in order to make up for this shortcoming, Yun Zheng had to equip the whole army with a crossbow on a large scale, although the lethality of this thing is very large, but it is looked down upon by the real samurai in the army, in their opinion, the long arrow and hard bow is the highest performance of martial arts, as long as the archery is truly mastered, whether it is in terms of shooting speed or accuracy, it is not comparable to crossbow arrows. (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2