Chapter 82: The Rebellion, He Came to True
Pang Qi's pupils contracted, and it was hard to hide his shock, some things, guessing is one thing, but really putting it in front of him is another.
The general's escape is ruined in this life, but Yang Shu is so understated, it can only be that he has already had the heart of rebellion, so he is not worried about Zhao Niu's future at all.
With the relationship between Zhao Niu and the Ding Palace, if Yang Shu is defeated, he is definitely on the list of liquidations.
Horizontal and vertical will embark on the road of rebellion, and now it is just a loss of reputation in advance.
"You ......"
"Uncle Pang, you must also hope that the people will live well."
Yang Shu smiled at Pang Qi and said lightly, "The Dingwang Mansion is loyal and patriotic, but what will happen?" ”
"Grandpa has a deep relationship with the first emperor, but we should pay it back, we have already paid it back, and there are still more."
"I don't owe them."
"All I know is blood debt!" Yang Shu's face was cold, word by word, and he was cold.
"Uncle Pang, my father is dead, you really have no grudge in your heart?"
The corners of Pang Qi's mouth pursed into a straight line, and a chill emanated from his body.
Yang Shu's father is talented, energetic, and pure, and is his favorite child.
But this kid can't fight it in the end.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Pang Qi spit out words in a deep voice, "Don't show it in front of the marshal." ”
"I understand."
The old man made a promise, and he paved the way for him, not to help him rebel, but to protect his life.
If Yang Jiajun is happy and convinced of him, he is the emperor, and it is not easy to move him.
I really can't stay, with the soldiers in his hands, he can still go to the border.
Rebellion is a choice that Old Man Yang subconsciously skipped over.
He may know what he's doing and what he's hiding, but as long as he doesn't break it, he can pretend that he is just providing protection for his grandson, instead of helping him start a war.
Man, once he is bound by morality, can only deceive himself in this way.
opened his mouth, but Pang Qi finally didn't say anything, and walked away.
Yang Shu looked at his back and stared at him for a long time, the old man was clearly very resentful.
It's a pity that the first emperor is dead, and Yang Shu has no way to snoop, otherwise, he really wants to see if this is a real man or a hypocrite.
His affection tied up the king's mansion to death.
"Pai Gow, Prepare the Car."
"Shizi, where are you going?" Pai Gow takes a step forward.
"Teahouse."
Yang Shu wanted to go to a lively place, listen to the conversation of the audience, and see if he could find some thoughts.
It would be nice to have someone in there to lead the rhythm.
In order to keep a low profile, Yang Shu deliberately chose a hood that could cover his face, not hiding his face, and before he appeared, the person ran away.
"Let's go."
Greeting Pai Gow, Yang Shu walked out the door.
Walking to the door, Yang Shu looked back at Pai Gow, "Stay at home, you are by your side, everyone has guessed who I am." ”
After ordering a few guards who didn't show their faces much, Yang Shu went out in a carriage.
Walking to a secluded place, he got out of the carriage, shook his fan, and walked forward.
Knowing that someone was staring in the dark, Yang Shu deliberately went to the nearest Qinglou, but only half of the incense, he left unhappily, obviously not interested in vulgar fans.
After wandering around the street for a while, as if he was tired of walking, Yang Shu entered a tea shop.
After listening to it for a long time, Yang Shu was very disappointed, it was all trivial matters in the neighborhood, and no one mentioned Zhao Niu.
Also, this tea shop is not big, and Zhao Niu's collusion with the enemy country has not yet spread, so how can anyone talk about it.
If you want to hear secret news, you have to go to the big teahouse.
But in the big teahouse, there must be a small guard outside the box, not what you want to hear.