Zhao Yiyan wore a dark blue five-clawed golden python court suit, his cheeks were sunken, although it was a little worse than the previous immortal posture, but it was still handsome, but it was not very healthy from the yellowish skin.

When he saw Zhao Yiheng, he stepped forward slowly, with a meaningful smile on his face: "The fifth brother also entered the palace?" ”

Zhao Yiheng looked at him, and said with a smile: "No, the fourth brother also entered the palace." ”

Zhao Yiyi raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please: "A piece? ”

The two walked side by side, slowly walking towards the imperial study, Zhao Yiyi took one hand in front of him and the other behind him, and said in a light tone: "I heard that the fifth brother committed something in Jiangnan, but is it true or false?" He seemed to think that this statement was not very accurate, and he laughed to himself: "Look at what the fourth brother said, where can this kind of thing be used to laugh, so it must be true." ”

Zhao Yiheng stared at the road ahead with his eyes, hooked his lips and smiled: "What if it's true, what if it's fake?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with it." Zhao Yiyan glanced at him sideways: "I just want to say that feng shui takes turns, when you and Mu Mingshu were sluts, this king had to retreat to the fiefdom." As he spoke, he burst out laughing: "I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to end up worse than this king so soon." ”

"A full 5,000 lives, how do you say you managed to do it?" The more Zhao Yiyan spoke, the more proud he became: "But if my father takes two more looks, he really thinks that he is the prince, disregarding the lives of the people, and doing this kind of immoral thing." ”

The flood in the south of the Yangtze River did cost 5,000 lives, including the elderly and children, who were originally alive, but because of a flood, they were separated from their relatives forever.

This matter has always been Zhao Yiheng's heart disease, and asking Zhao Yiyi to take it out and say that it was like poking him in the heart with a knife, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Zhao Yiheng's eyes burst out with a murderous chill, glanced sideways at Zhao Yiyi, and asked, "How do you know?" ”

Since the flood in Jiangnan, Zhao Yiheng has been staying in Jiangnan, rebuilding homes for the people, counting the specific number of deaths, and the number will not be accurate until he returns to Kyoto.

Zhao Yiyan didn't answer him, but raised the fold in his hand: "No matter how this king knows, it doesn't matter, important things, this king has to refer to you today." His tone was aggravated, gloomy and cold: "A ruthless and vicious person like you is not worthy of the bloodline of my Zhao Dynasty at all, you are a demon who kills people without blinking, and can only be worthy of a broken shoe like Mu Mingshu." ”

Who is Mu Mingshu, she is Zhao Yiheng's eyes, heart, his bottom line, it doesn't matter how Zhao Yiyi scolds him, once Mu Mingshu is implicated, he can't help it anymore, full of anger radiates from the inside out, a pair of eyes hide killing intent, he stopped and looked at Zhao Yiyan, his voice was like the thousand-year-old ice: "You say it again." ”

"You and Mu Mingshu's broken shoes are a natural pair, you are the son of a foot-washing maid, he is the broken shoes used by this king, and the one in her belly is the evil seed that you born, and it is only worthy of mentioning it with this king...... Ahem...... Ahem......"

Zhao Yiyan is now emaciated, so Zhao Yiheng can easily lift him off the ground with one hand around his neck, his face is flushed, but he can't help but stab: "Come on, do it, kill this king too, anyway, you killed more than 5,000 lives, and one more king is nothing." ”

"You kill this king, so that your father can see what kind of character you are, so that your father can see clearly, and the son born to the foot-washing maid will always be the foot-washing maid."

"Do you think I won't dare kill you?" Zhao Yiheng's eyes spewed out fire, and he increased his strength by two points, even if he didn't want to kill Zhao Yiyan at this moment, he wanted to dig out his tongue alive, it seems that he didn't learn anything in those days in the fiefdom, at least he also learned how to make himself die faster.

Zhao Yiheng took a deep breath, remembered what Mu Mingshu said to him today, let go of his hand, hooked his lips and said sarcastically: "I just don't want to kill you." ”

Zhao Yiyan covered his hot neck and gasped heavily, and his voice was a little hoarse: "This king just doesn't dare to see you, you are the same as Mu Mingshu's stinky cousin, you can only do vicious things in secret, and if you have the ability, you can have a good time in front of this king." ”

Zhao Yiheng knew why he was so angry with himself today, but he knew that Mu Mingshu gave him people and medicine, and now he couldn't leave those four goblins, so he could only find him to be angry.

Zhao Yiheng chuckled, his eyes full of disdain: "It's not easy to want you to die?" You can do it without leaving a trace, but why should I want you to die? I don't want you to die, I just don't want you to die, I want you to live, it's better to live than to die, and life is more embarrassing than a dog. ”

He pointed at Zhao Yiyi: "Look at it, look at your appearance, no one is a ghost, I am afraid that I will frighten children when I go out, but I like you like this, at least it pleases me." ”

Zhao Yiyi was so angry that his muscles burst out, his hands were tightly pulled into fists, and he glared at Zhao Yiheng angrily, hating to dismantle him and swallow him.

Seeing that it was not early, Zhao Yiheng didn't bother to waste his lips and tongue here, hooked his lips and smiled contemptuously: "Don't stare at it, if you have time, it's better to guard the four beautiful characters in your mansion, maybe they will disappear one day, and then you will really be better off than dead." So saying, he walked forward, not even bothering to look at it.

Zhao Yiyan is useless, that is, he has the ability to do something that can't make a difference, Zhao Yiheng is not afraid of him, but what worries him is who the person behind him is, why he even knows what is going on in Jiangnan.

Zhao Yiheng frowned, and went to the imperial study step by step, wondering if he had a fine work under his hands and had betrayed him.

But these things can not be figured out by thinking about it, or he can't figure it out and he put it on hold first, and now the matter at hand is still Emperor Jiawen.

Emperor Jiawen had already put on a fold in the imperial study, and when he heard the report from the eunuch outside, he said without raising his head: "Xuan." Then he still sat on the desk and reviewed the folds.

Zhao Yiheng came in from outside and paid homage to Emperor Jiawen, he knelt firmly on the ground, and his forehead was attached to the floor tiles: "Erchen came to ask for sin." ”

Emperor Jiawen, who was sitting on the top, didn't say a word, neither asked him to get up, nor asked him to open his mouth to question, but only tightly reviewed the recital.

The hall was quiet, except for the sound made by Emperor Jiawen when he flipped through the folds, Zhao Yiheng could only hear his own breathing.

Emperor Jiawen was very serious when he reviewed the recital, as if he didn't remember that Zhao Yiheng was kneeling down.

Seeing the twists and turns on the desk from one end to the other, Zhao Yiheng's knees were numb, and Emperor Jiawen had no intention of talking to him.

His forehead was still pressed against the floor tiles, and he took a deep breath and spoke again: "Erchen came to plead guilty." ”

Emperor Jiawen's eyelids lifted, as if he was about to see him, the wolf pen in his hand was unstinted, but his mouth said lightly: "Oh? What sin have you committed? ”

Zhao Yiheng sweated suddenly: "The son disregarded the trust of his father, which led to the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, with countless deaths and injuries, and he came to ask for his guilt." ”

As he spoke, he respectfully handed over the fold that had been written a long time ago: "Please punish my father." ”

Emperor Jiawen finally separated the pen, rubbed his hands that were a little numb, and said in a cold tone: "Submit it." ”

His own chamberlain stepped forward and respectfully presented the fold in Zhao Yiheng's hand to Emperor Jiawen.

Emperor Jiawen opened the fold, glanced at it roughly, snorted coldly, and threw the fold back on the case: "There are countless deaths and injuries, is it useful to ask for guilt?" ”

Zhao Yiheng lowered his eyebrows and remained silent, and Emperor Jiawen said again: "Please sin those individuals who can come back to life?" His face was gloomy, his eyes were flickering, and he said softly: "Five thousand lives, all of them are alive, and they will die cleanly in one breath." ”

"Homes can be rebuilt, lost things can be reowned, those sorrows will eventually be erased, but those who die will never be able to live again."

Emperor Jiawen's voice was very soft, with a thick sadness, which made Zhao Yiheng in a trance for a moment, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the Jiangnan flood or his understanding over the years.

Then he said, "What is the use of your guilty plea?" ”

……

When Zhao Yiheng came out of the imperial study, it was already dusk, and Zhao Yiyi was still guarding outside, seeing that he came out safe and sound, he raised his eyebrows: "You can actually come out alive?" ”

He thought that Zhao Yiheng would shed his skin even if he didn't die this time, but looking at him, he was not the same as anything.

Zhao Yiheng squinted his eyes and smiled sarcastically: "Don't you want to join me?" The evidence must be prepared, otherwise it will not be ugly to dismiss it. ”

Zhao Yiyi's face was ruthless: "Don't be deliberate, do you think that if you can get out alive this time, you will be able to get out alive next time?" He snorted coldly: "Let's see." ”

Zhao Yiheng also had a ruthless smile on his face: "Cheng, let's see." He approached Zhao Yiyi, and his voice was low: "Let's see who kills who first." ”

In front of Zhao Yiyi, Zhao Yiheng was like Asura, ruthless and poisonous, but when he returned to Rui Wangfu, he put on a smiling face, and when he saw Mu Mingshu, he hugged and kissed him first: "Lady, I'm back for my husband." ”

Mu Mingshu was worried about himself, grabbed him and looked him up and down: "How is it, how is it, are you okay?" What kind of punishment did your father do to you? ”

Speaking of punishment, Zhao Yiheng showed a sad look on his face, and he didn't speak for a long time, which made Mu Mingshu very nervous, and hurriedly urged him: "But what's the matter, isn't it serious?" ”

Zhao Yiheng nodded: "Yes, it's very serious, so many people have died, can it be serious!" He added: "I look at what my father means, asking his husband to pay for those lives." He looked at Mu Mingshu's sad face, hooked his lips and smiled: "Let's have to have a few more to fill it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up Mu Mingshu and went to the inner room......