Huang Yuhe led the Zhong family army into Xirong, except for the henchmen around Mrs. Yeli, no one knew, and even in order to avoid the eyes of King Xirong, Mrs. Yeli simply did not let them enter the royal capital, but placed them in a remote mountain town.

But there are so many people with big faces in Xirong, and the king of Xirong really doesn't know at all

Zhong Shuyu scoffed at this matter, she didn't believe that the suspicious Xirong Wang Wan couldn't notice anything abnormal.

And King Xirong, who was greatly trusted by Zhong Zhuyu, actually sensed that something was wrong, but compared to this mistake, he still believed the reason that Yeli Baohua made up at will to fool him.

He naively thought that even if Yeli Baohua was really ambitious, he was the most powerful person in Xirong anyway, and if she wanted to, as long as she spoke, he would definitely give up his hand and make Pomeranians smile.

Even the world can let it out, so she doesn't want to be known about her little actions, and it doesn't matter.

It's just that he has to do one thing before he gives it up.

That is, to destroy the hard bone of Dayu first. The so-called taking advantage of his illness to kill him, now that the invincible King of Zhenbei is dead, there is no general in Dayu who can be topped, as long as he takes this opportunity to capture it in one fell swoop, Xirong can sit back and relax for a hundred years.

There is another person who thinks the same as him, and that is Emperor Zhao of Dayu.

Perhaps the thoughts of the superior can only resonate with the superior, Emperor Zhao took advantage of the rare rest day, and hurried to take a walk in the imperial garden that he had not been to for a long time, and take a look at the scenery that he had seen for almost his entire life.

Since Zhong Yongnian's death, he had a premonition that his time was running out, and he wanted to do more for his country, his people, and his crown prince at the end of his life.

"Xirong and Beiyi have just finished fighting, both sides are not at the peak of their strength, although we also suffered heavy losses in this battle, but in the end our heritage is deeper than theirs, and we have cultivated and recuperated over the years, while their vitality has not yet recovered, it is not a fantasy to capture the two places in one fell swoop."

Wang Jinde retreated five steps behind Emperor Zhao, and when he heard Emperor Zhao start to talk to himself softly again, he didn't know how to let the subordinates next to him stand farther away, for fear of being heard.

"Wang Jinde."

He heard Emperor Zhao shouting to himself, so he hurriedly stepped forward with small steps: "The slave is here." ”

"You say, if I raze Xirong and Beiyi and then abdicate to the crown prince, can the prince keep this country well?"

Wang Jinde sighed in his heart, and secretly said that the emperor came again with a smile on his lips: "Back to the emperor, the slave looks, the prince can not only guard this country well, but also expand the country." ”

Emperor Zhao smiled with relief when he heard this, and nodded: "I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that he can govern Dayu conscientiously and peacefully, and when the time comes, he can leave the name of Emperor Shoucheng in the history books." ”

"The prince has been raised by your side since he was a child, and he has learned the talents and charms of the two of you, and he will definitely not disappoint your expectations."

Wang Jinde's ass was extremely smooth, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth.

But when Emperor Zhao heard this, he didn't know what he remembered, his smile faded again, and there was a trace of worry in his eyebrows that could not be erased.

"If only he really looked like me," Emperor Zhao shook his head, his face full of exhaustion and an indescribable sense of vulnerability. Then he picked a winter plum and walked forward slowly, leaving Wang Jinde stunned in place, trying to remember where he had said the wrong thing.

In recent days, Emperor Zhao often asked him about the prince, every time he praised the prince, he could smile, if it was someone else, he must feel that Emperor Zhao felt that his time was short, worried about his heir, but Wang Jinde served Emperor Zhao since he was a child, and he felt that Emperor Zhao did not mean this.

Emperor Zhao seemed to want to calm his inner anxiety by hearing himself praise the crown prince.

Why does the emperor have anxiety about the crown prince?

Wang Jinde followed from afar, trying to recall some clues he knew, but he couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head.

Even if the prince is a little involuted, at best he is well-behaved and has a city, which is a quality that a monarch must have, otherwise if he is like Qin Bairui, the son of General Qin, he is lively and sunny, but if he wants to be the monarch, I am afraid that Dayu will die in three days

Wang Jinde, who was shocked by the thoughts in his head, shook his body, threw the picture out of his mind, and trotted a few steps to follow Emperor Zhao.

Forget it, anyway, his master is only Emperor Zhao, and when Emperor Zhao abdicates, he will definitely be able to follow him to enjoy Qingfu, and his children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren." Emperor Zhao muttered, looking at the pool in front of him, as if he had seen the fact that he had fallen into the water when he was playing with several brothers when he was young, and later they blamed each other, so angry.

At that time, I was really happy, and I was really angry, and my nurse was scared, and she racked her brains to repair her relationship with those brothers, but her mother didn't care much, and only said "children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren" and never cared about it again.

It's a pity that now those brothers, because of the death and cripple of the throne, there is still one locked up in the prison, and one of the people who stood in his own team and survived to be crowned king is already dead, and one is hiding in the dark and staring at this position

Emperor Zhao looked at his face and white hair reflected in the water, and really wanted to tell him that this position was not a good errand.

"Wang Jinde, staring at the people on Yao Ling's side, is there any news?"

"Back to the emperor, since the Tianzi Army went to the Baili Ancient Road, there is indeed a person who has been in frequent contact with Princess Ning, oh no, it is the Zhao Liu clan who has frequent contact, and our people have not acted rashly."

"Good."

Emperor Zhao exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and the water vapor with body temperature condensed into a small mist in the cold air. His face was hidden in the mist, but after a few breaths, the twilight of the old man was swept away, and it was replaced by a momentum of not being angry and arrogant: "When the time comes, if the people behind the scenes are really drawn out on their side, they will restore the position of Yao Ling." ”

Wang Jinde bent down and bowed his head: "Huh." ”

"Is there any news over there that Zhong Zhiyu has not reported from Zhou Suojie?"

Wang Jinde hesitated for a moment before saying, "Miss Zhong was injured some time ago. ”

"Injured" Emperor Zhao's eyelids jumped: "Why don't you report in time"

"The emperor forgives the sin, but the people below feel that Miss Zhong seems to be plotting something, so they want to report it when there is a result."

"A girl's family of hers was injured in a foreign country, what else could she plot" Emperor Zhao frowned, with a hint of condemnation in his words, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned: "It's rare that she is creating conflicts within Xirong, it's just nonsense"

Wang Jinde bent over and didn't dare to speak.

After a while, Emperor Zhao sighed again: "How good it would be if she was a man"