Seeing Zhao Xinzhu's serious face, Zhao Jianming couldn't help but feel funny.

Although this guy is himself...... stole the crystallization of his brother-in-law, but to be honest, in his heart, this son has never been too angry.

Or maybe it's too profligate.

But his two sons, the one who is alive is born to his wife and his younger brother, and the one who died is his own seed, these shit things, I am annoyed to death when I think about it, if it weren't for this, when Zhao Xinzhu came back from a serious injury, he wouldn't have bothered to save this gentleman.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhao Jianming asked in a deep voice.

"Father, tell me first, is the plan going very smoothly now?"

Zhao Xinzhu did not answer, but kept questioning him.

A trace of unhappiness flashed on Zhao Jianming's face, but it quickly turned into a kind smile again. He touched the short beard he had deliberately accumulated and said: "That's true, Li Zhaoqing and Li Chengjun duel according to the rules of the previous seizure of the throne, and they were evenly matched, and they died at the same time.

God bless my Zhao family. ”

"Father, don't go, don't go, this must be a trap, if you go, the Zhao family will be uprooted!"

This...... Zhao Jianming really wanted to take a brick and slap Zhao Xinzhu to death.

Now that the arrow is ready to be fired, you won't go if you don't go? If those follow-up arrangements are found out by the opponent, there will still be great losses.

"Do you have any proof?"

"There is no direct evidence, but father, don't you think that this time it was too smooth?"

It seems to be a little bit, but with Li Chengjun in the open, it seems that this is also human nature.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Jianming asked in a deep voice.

"Father, have you forgotten that the story of Zheng Boke Duan was written by their ancestor Li Xinghe, how could they not be familiar with those routines?"

Zheng Boke Duan, the story of a book written by Li Xinghe after the establishment of the Tang Kingdom, that book is called "Li's Spring and Autumn".

The story is also very simple, there are two brothers in the Zheng family, the eldest succeeds to the throne, and the second is favored, relying on his mother's love and wants to seize the throne.

The eldest brother was afraid of being scolded by others for fratricidal abuse because he was afraid of domestic influence, so he threw himself into a rat trap.

Later, the eldest brother thought of a solution, that is, to turn a blind eye to his younger brother's various behaviors, until finally the people of the country couldn't stand his younger brother, and hoped that the eldest brother would stand up and clean up the other party, and then, there would be no more.

Think about it, Zhao Xinzhu is not unreasonable!

Maybe the Li family is playing double reeds, and after they enter the set, they will fight back again, and then the evidence will be conclusive, and the ancestors' little deeds will not be able to save their lives.

"What you said also makes sense, it's just that if you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will wait until next time.

Moreover, if we don't deal with the Li family, will the Li family act as if they didn't see our actions in private?"

To be honest, Li Zhaoqing's painting style has been relatively soft over the years, and "hard" things, such as the destruction of Qingguo, were all arranged by Li Chengjun.

Zhao Jianming couldn't help but think of the sentence written in one of Li Xinghe's works, "To survive or to perish, this is a question".

"And what do you think we should do?"

"Wait, wait until dawn to change shifts normally, and then do what you want, and you can't even use the Zhao family's private army.

At that time, there will definitely be a problem with the forbidden army in charge of Li Chengjun, after all, everyone else is dead, and when the time comes, we can enter Chang'an justifiably.

Then convene the important ministers to discuss the future, which prince to appoint as the emperor, we should not get too involved. ”

He's meowing, then we're not busy in vain!

Zhao Jianming's heart was on fire.

Of course, he knew that Zhao Xinzhu's method was to completely treat himself as an "uninformed" person, pick himself out, and let the situation in Chang'an develop.

It's just that in this case, not only will the Zhao family not be able to go further, but it may be transferred away from Chang'an by political enemies and away from the center.

Worked hard to manage, but in the end made wedding dresses for others, why bother?

"Let me think about it. ”

Zhao Jianming agreed, but he didn't think so.

How can such a thing as being rich and dangerous, and being stable nine times out of ten?

"Father, we are cultivators, not politicians, you have to trust the intuition of cultivators.

I've always felt weird in my heart tonight, there's always a feeling that the building is going to collapse, so just listen to me this time.

Li Zhaoqing has been on the throne for nearly a hundred years, how can he not be prepared at all. As long as he knew that Li Chengjun was going to challenge, he must have done everything he could.

Now everything is in our favor, and it is the real trap. I can guarantee that as long as the city guards enter Chang'an at night, there will be a large army that does not know where it came from, surround this place, and finally wipe us out!"

Zhao Jianming's face was tangled, and he seemed to be undecided.

In fact, he is not the commander of the city guards, but because it is now a major matter about the life and death of the Zhao family, he appeared on the front line of the key, just to grasp the subtle information as soon as possible.

The devil is often hidden in the details, and it is not uncommon for people to be overturned because of small things.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time, but if it turns out that you are wrong afterwards, the Zhao family's family law, if you don't get it right, you will die, do you dare to write a guarantee?"

You can eat the rice indiscriminately, but you can't carry the pot messily, Zhao Jianming himself is a mean and unkind person, so he will not carry the black pot for others, even if it is his own illegitimate child.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xinzhu nodded calmly when he heard this, took out a blood book from his arms and said, "I have been ready for a long time." ”

Is he serious?

Zhao Jianming took the blood book, didn't look at it, put it directly into the space ring and said: "Then listen to you, everything will wait until dawn." ”

"Thank you, father!"

Zhao Xinzhu bowed to the head of the Zhao family, turned around and left.

He hurriedly left the Yaoshan camp of the city guards, and in the woods not far from the camp, the beans wearing the common combat uniforms of Tang State cultivators were already waiting anxiously.

"Young Master, how is the situation?"

"It's okay, if he really doesn't listen to me this time, it will be miserable, I'm afraid I won't have to go into exile to other countries, tsk. ”

Zhao Xinzhu lit a spiritual cigarette and smoked it, his face full of loneliness.

It is a kind of loneliness that arises from being despised by the laity as a hero.

"Young Master, how did you know that this incident was a trap at all?"

Douzi asked puzzled.

"Do you remember Han Yin's house?"

"Of course I remember, how could I forget, when he almost killed me. ”

Thinking of Han Yin's terrifying eyes when he was in the Black River Valley, Douzi still has palpitations.

"That guy and Yao Jia, both of them appeared in Daming Palace, they are members of the law enforcement team, Bai Yanqiu of the Bai family has always been cunning and cunning, and he can be regarded as an outlier of the Bai family.

He is the director of the law enforcement team, and he is in Chang'an, so he has no action, don't you think it is suspicious?"

Douzi nodded thoughtfully, Zhao Xinzhu made a lot of sense, but it was useless.

Because this is not direct evidence at all, it can only be regarded as "speculation".

"Young Master, I'm afraid that's not the only reason, right?"

Douzi asked cautiously.

"Well, I think it's okay, Han Yin is a bit of a person who has a bit of a bad life, it's not a big mistake to be careful, if you want to clean him up, there will be opportunities in the future, and you don't have to rush at all. ”

The young master was actually afraid, he was actually afraid!

Douzi's heart turned upside down, and it was hard to believe that this was true.

People who don't even pay attention to the head of the family are afraid of a salted fish, and it is estimated that no one will believe it.

"I believe in fate, I won't attack Han Yin until the perfect moment. If you want to take revenge, you must kill with one blow, and you will not leave any trouble, even Yao Jia will be killed together, and the dog man and woman will be sent on the road. ”

Zhao Xinzhu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it hard with his foot.

I sent a person with cat demon blood to test it before, and Han Yin's guy really recovered, and even went one step further.

The other party now has the identity of the law enforcement team, and it is difficult to come clearly.

"Wait and see, it's not certain who will kill this wave of deer, as long as Li Zhaoqing and Li Chengjun are dead, no matter who comes up, they will win over our Zhao family, and then it will be an opportunity, why jump in now." ”

He looked at the dark night in the woods, and his eyes flashed: "I can drag the Zhao family to death, how can I be dragged to death by the Zhao family." ”

Hehe, I'm afraid this is the real reason why you persuaded the head of the family this time!

Douzi complained in his heart, but with a flattering and flattering smile on his face......

On the square of Daming Palace, there is a one-sided fight!

The short sword on Han Yin's waist was manipulated by Ning Kun to stab into his chest.

At the moment of the last moment, the trace of sword intent that the Heavenly Daoist had left in Han Yin Baihui's acupoint was activated for some reason!

The transparent and crystalline natal sword broke out of the body, directly to the tip of the short sword, and the two sides did not give in to each other, forming a stalemate for a while.

"Hey, your sword intent is interesting, it's obviously not your thing at all, but it's strange that you will listen to you. ”

Ning Kun sighed with emotion on the side, waved his hand vigorously, and the short sword retreated one meter, and then continued to pierce Han Yin's chest like a gallop, but he didn't expect that the speed of Chengying was not slow, and he directly set the hilt of the short sword at an oclination, the speed of the short sword was too fast, and the strength was also great, and it could not get out directly into the gap between the two green bricks.

"Yes, the progress is very fast, if you practice for decades, you may not be able to achieve success. ”

Ning Kun shook his head in disappointment, as if he was feeling sorry for the "big ant" who was about to pinch to death.

The trace of sword intent of the Heavenly Daoist just now made Han Yin comprehend some kind of indescribable rule.

Why is it that ordinary cultivators can control the operation of spiritual power in the body, but not the operation of spiritual energy outside the body?

If you can control the aura outside the body, and refine the energy of all things, as long as it becomes a "weapon", then no matter how high the other party's cultivation is, it can be manipulated by yourself.

The reason why he and Yao Jia were so pressed that they couldn't fight back was that most of them didn't understand this kind of rule.

The cultivation is still too low, many things, just like a spider building a web, it is useless to just build a web, and you have to make the silk in the web have "toughness" before you can catch the prey.

From this point of view, the old man named Ning Kun in front of him, he Han Yin really has nothing to do with the other party.

"Bang!", Han Yin fell to the ground.

Ning Kun pulled out the long sword at his waist, pointed at him and said, "The game is over, suffer death!"