At this time, Xiao Renzhong returned to Shen Tong's side, and subconsciously touched Shen Tong with his elbow, well, she was there!

"Tongtong, can you and your aunt's identities be exposed?" Xiao Ren asked in a low voice.

Compared with many years ago in the rockery of the Protector's Mansion, Xiao Ren has now become a mature general.

When he was nine years old, the king of Qin threw Xiao Ren and Zhou Zheng into the barracks and let them start by feeding horses and soldiers;

At the age of twelve, Xiao Ren ambushed Yang Jie, the deputy commander of the Flying Fish Guard, on the canal;

At the age of fifteen, Yulin was in a hurry, and Xiao Ren was ordered to lead the Western Qin army to defeat the Tatar army and kill the general Huerjin!

In the northwest, Xiao Qishao bravely ran through the three armies, and his great name made the blood of countless men in the northwest boil, and also made the Tartars gnash their teeth.

Now, Xiao Ren is eighteen years old, and he is calmer and more composed than back then.

He has to see the big picture so that he doesn't miss any omissions.

Shen Tong shook his head: "Do you remember Deshan?" I involved him, Empress Yang has already closed the coffin, the assassination of the Empress Dowager is the remnants of the Later Jin Dynasty, I think that in order to take the Yang family out, she will find a way to put all the blame on the fat man and Fu Zhang, but unfortunately we don't know the origin of several masters around the Empress Dowager, otherwise we can do it more strictly. ”

Xiao Ren's heart was slightly relieved, as long as the identities of Shen Tong and Yun Qi were not exposed, he would definitely be able to erase the aftermath of this incident with his ability.

In other words, the subordinates he sent to pretend to be Yu Linjun did not recognize Shen Tong.

The human skin mask is really a good thing, let the flatbread buy a few more and bring it back to Xi'an.

Xiao Ren has no experience in walking the rivers and lakes, and when he saw the king of Yanbei this time, he knew that there were such good things in the world, but unfortunately only the northwest did not have them.

Xiao Ren nodded, and said in a voice that only he and Shen Tong could hear: "Even to my subordinates, I can't admit that you are Shen Tong." ”

Even if his subordinates guessed that this was Shen Tong, so what? Is there any evidence?

Shen Tong snorted, and at this time, Xiao Changdun's voice came from the door: "Thief, the old man is here, send His Majesty back quickly, the old man Rao Er will not die." ”

Hearing his voice, Xiao Ren's brows tightened, and he strode to the door, and by the faint starlight, he looked at Xiao Changdun.

Xiao Changdun was also looking at Xiao Ren, the person in front of him was tall, with a beard on his chin, and was wearing the clothes of the Yulin Army, thinking that he was the leader of this gang of thieves.

Xiao Ren is disguised, just like when he was in Yanbei, he has a sticky beard again, not to mention that Xiao Changdun has never met him for more than ten years, even if he is familiar with him, he can't recognize him at a glance.

Xiao Changdun's heart was slightly relaxed. He was shocked when he learned that the thieves were going to trade the little emperor for the assassins.

Others couldn't recognize Shen Tong and Yun Qi, but Xiao Changdun had already guessed their identities.

First, these two people were brought into the palace by their Xiao family, and secondly, over the years, in the secret letters sent by Long Huwei, the human skin mask was mentioned more than once, and what Xiao Ren didn't know, Xiao Changdun knew.

Therefore, when Xiao Changdun guessed that this little assassin was Shen Tong, he decided that it was Xiao Ren who held the little emperor hostage.

Back then, his younger brother Xiao Changhou was a person who was affectionate and righteous, and dared to act, Xiao Changhou was willing to die calmly for his good brother King Qin, Xiao Ren was Xiao Changhou's son, and he was the age of blood and strength, and the young man at this age was easy to be impulsive, and he was impulsive to kill the little girl he liked to enter the palace to kidnap the little emperor, which is not impossible.

Now, although Xiao Changdun didn't know the bearded man in front of him, Master Bai had already written to tell him that Xiao Qi was born very well, and he was only eighteen years old, and he had not yet reached the age of growing a beard, so it was impossible for him to be the bearded man in front of him.

Xiao Changdun regretted it a little, he knew that Xiao Ren was not here, why did he risk his death to come in.

Emperor Chongwen is still alive, wouldn't it be better if this little emperor of unknown origin died?

Even if Emperor Chongwen's actions disappointed him repeatedly, even if Xiao Yi belittled Emperor Chongwen as worthless in front of him, but in Xiao Changdun's eyes, Emperor Chongwen was still the poor child who tugged at his sleeve back then.

At the beginning of man, nature is good. Emperor Chongwen is a good boy, he is the grandson of Taizu, he is good in his bones, he was just raised crooked by the Empress Dowager, fortunately, he is still young, and after this catastrophe, he will stay until he re-ascends to the throne, and invite a few more famous teachers with high moral standing to teach, even if Emperor Chongwen can't become a majestic person like Taizu, he can be like the first prince, pure and benevolent, filial piety, and love the people like a son.

Thinking of this, Xiao Changdun felt that the darkness in front of him did not exist, and there was the Cotai Avenue in front of him.

God bless Daqi, God bless Daqi!

The Empress Dowager passed away, and the little emperor fell into the hands of thieves, which is a good time for Emperor Chongwen to return!

Xiao Changdun straightened his waist, the back pain that had accompanied him for many years no longer existed, and he said to Xiao Ren with a hundred times more energy: "The old man wants to see with his own eyes whether His Majesty is healthy." ”

Xiao Ren thought that Xiao Changdun would scold him righteously, but he didn't expect that the second round of exchange was about to take place now, and Xiao Changdun actually made such a request.

Xiao Ren coldly refused: "No." ”

Xiao Changdun was furious and shouted loudly: "Bold thief, could it be that you are cheating? Has Your Majesty been victimized by you, and who is this baby? Could it be that he is not Your Majesty? ”

Although Xiao Changdun is over half a hundred years old and has been pretending to be sick for many years, he is a military general, and his excitement is even louder.

Yang Jincheng, who was standing in the courtyard, heard his words clearly, and Yang Jincheng clenched his fists.

He actually ignored one thing, that is, Xiao Changdun has never been a good thing!

Back then, Xiao Changdun personally sent the head of his younger brother Xiao Changhou to the Empress Dowager and Yang Feng, a person who could even betray his own brother, would he take the initiative to be a hostage for the sake of the little emperor?

Yang Jincheng regretted it, he was still young after all, although he had a lot of experience, but when he encountered an old treacherous like Xiao Changdun, he could only bow down.

Over there, Xiao Changdun was still scolding: "Thief, quickly hand over Your Majesty to the old man, the old man doesn't know the truth or falsehood, so he won't let people send the assassin over!" ”

Yang Jincheng also wanted to scold, he wanted to scold Xiao Changdun.

Is the little emperor real or not, does this matter?

Of course it doesn't matter.

The civil and military families of the Manchu Dynasty, how many of them have seen the little emperor's little face hidden in swaddling clothes? Even if you have seen it, children under the age of one are almost the same every day, and when they grow up, they find that they are different from when they were children, so what?

The important thing is that the little emperor can't die, whether this crying child is real or fake, he is a little emperor, he is not dead.

But once the child is found to be fake, what about the real one? Must be dead.

If the little emperor died, the Yang family would have no power to return to heaven.