For more than 200 years, the concept of blood inheritance has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although King Wei is suspected of killing his father and his younger brother, there is only one person who can inherit the legal system of the country, and the subjects have nothing to say.

But the survival of the little prince can break this situation at once, after all, the courtiers of the royal court know the old king's love for the young son. Over the years, King Wei's brutality and belligerence have been revealed, but the Marquis of Zhenbei has won the hearts of the people as a victorious general, if the little prince has the full support of the Marquis of Zhenbei, will the public opinion tilt towards him?

Mao Dingsheng figured out the current situation, and felt that the odds were very high!

The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and it is just fun to listen to this in normal times, and three-year-old children will not take it seriously, but if King Yu and his brother compete for the world to use this ancestral precept to encourage people's hearts, it is not too easy to use!

It's right.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth: "You guys are reversed, what good is it for us?" Zhenbei Hou is also an official, speaking of which, this is a dog-eat-dog within the royal family, what is the matter with him and Guan Brown Army?

"It's your chance. Han Zhao smiled, "Now that I am fighting against His Royal Highness King Yu in unison, I will be rewarded for my merits after my success." At that time—" he leaned forward, "you are also heroes, and you are indispensable to pay homage to the marquis." ”

Mao Dingsheng was silent, his eyes flashing.

The Marquis of Zhenbei knew very well what they wanted, and at this time pointed out a way out for the leaders of the Brown Army, as long as the little prince succeeded in seizing the throne, they would rise to the top and become among the nobles of the royal court.

This may be the best way out that the outcasts can find. And now the Brown Army is holding up the banner of anti-tyranny, if King Wei is dragged off the throne, what reason does the Brown Army have to continue to rebel against the royal court?

Will you give military merits to others at that time, or will you make military merits yourself now? Mao Dingsheng was tempted.

He pondered for a moment: "First of all, I want to see King Yu in person." Seeing is believing, Han Zhao is still his enemy, and he should not be trusted, "I have someone here who used to be an official in the court and has seen King Yu himself. "It can be verified at that time.

Han Zhao's gaze rolled and swept over Yan Saburo.

The latter had already slapped open the wine jar on the table, poured himself a bowl, and nodded his head by bowing his head to drink.

Han Zhao responded to Mao Dingsheng: "Yes." ”

Mao Dingsheng raised two fingers: "The second condition, our three brothers all want to make a prince to do it." ”

Han Zhao should be very happy: "It's easy to say." "The country has not yet been defeated, and he is also generous to others at this time.

Mao Dingsheng took a breath at this time: "Then let's talk about it, how are you going to counterattack?"

"After so many years of fighting, the people have been miserable, and we still have foreign enemies, eyeing each other. When Han Zhao said this, he turned his head to look at He Xiaoyuan, this is one of the foreign enemies.

He Xiaoyuan snorted angrily and gave him a roll of the eyes. Han Zhao smiled and continued, "It's best to take down Tianyao Palace with lightning speed." ”

Who doesn't know this truth? Mao Dingsheng's eyes showed suspicion: "Can King Wei not be suspicious?" he sneered, "Can he let you take the army to Shengyi happily?"

The emperors in the world are all lonely, which one is not suspicious?

"No, you can't. Han Zhao narrowed his eyes, "But if I return triumphantly, he will have to let the Zhenbei Army go north." ”

He said word by word: "When the class teacher returns to the dynasty, he must enter the capital from Jinshengmen, which is a patriotic tradition." ”

Mao Dingsheng's color changed, and he stood up suddenly: "Okay, okay, Zhenbei Hou, are you playing me like a fool? Do you want all the Brown Army to surrender?"

If the brown army does not surrender, Han Zhao will be pressed to Fenglai Mountain to continue to "quell the rebellion", how can there be a chance for the class to return to the dynasty?

As soon as he stood up like this, the black-clothed guard behind him shrank into his sleeves, obviously ready to attack at any time.

Han Zhao and Yan Saburo didn't move, He Xiaoyuan supported his hands and said with a smile: "Marshal Mao, what's the hurry? This is your territory!"

When it came to the point, Mao Dingsheng's anger was immediately appeased. Yes, this is his territory, Han Zhao's conditions, he can accept or refuse, he doesn't have to be anxious, but he can't hold his breath.

"Or would you like to be recruited?" Han Zhao had already anticipated his reaction and raised his eyebrows, "Let me have a reason to lead the army back north." ”

Mao Dingsheng sneered: "Speaking of which, it's all you who take advantage, and we suffer a big loss." ”

Whether it is surrender or Zhao'an, Mao Dingsheng and other leaders will return to the capital with Han Zhao. When I entered the other party's camp, I was the fish and the flesh, and the man was the sword. How can personal safety be guaranteed?

If Han Zhao is now planning a suspicious army, wouldn't he be able to wipe out the high-level of the Brown Army without moving a single soldier?

When future generations know this story, they will only laugh at them for being stupid and stupid.

Han Zhao also understood his concerns, and sighed lightly: "Then there is only one plan left." ”

Mao Dingsheng looked at him with his arms crossed, and he didn't even bother to say the word "say".

"I want you to hold back the Tingjun. Han Zhao said in a low voice, "I'll take the Zhenbei Army back!"

Mao Dingsheng stared at him for a long time before he said slowly: "This is about the same." ”

After the Battle of Qingling City, the official force of the pursuit of the Brown Army was not only the Zhenbei Army, but also the Northwest Army and the Central and Southern Army that were directly under the orders of the royal court.

This is also the intention of King Wei, to send the Zhili army to accompany the Zhenbei army to monitor every move of this army at any time. It's a pity that Father-in-law Tai is abolished, otherwise he can cause more obstacles to Han Zhao himself.

Now that Han Zhao wants the Zhenbei army to turn around and move north, the other court troops will definitely not agree. As long as they hold back the footsteps of the Zhenbei army, King Wei will have time to prepare for the battle, then this civil war for the throne will probably go on endlessly, and I don't know when it will end.

Han Zhao didn't want to see such a situation, he wanted a blitzkrieg.

For the country, it is better to have a long pain than a short pain.

The two sides agreed on some details, and Han Zhao took Yan Saburo to say goodbye to Mao Dingsheng, got on the horse again and walked back.

There were many people on the roadside, all of them brown soldiers who had been ambushed.

Han Zhao sat on the horse without squinting, and his back was straight.

Mao Dingsheng watched his back leave, and also admired this person's courage, and dared to go deep into the enemy's belly with two people and two horses, and negotiate with the leader of the family. This is going to collapse, and they don't want to go back, right?

He Xiaoyuan looked at his expression, probably guessed what he was thinking, and couldn't help but purse his lips and snicker.

The Han Zhao she recognizes, Wen Taowu is not lacking, but he is not a lonely person. Especially at the important juncture when the little prince is counting on him to seize the throne, how could he take such a risk and break into the tiger's den in Longtan alone?

She turned her gaze to the short man on the other horse, Yan Saburo.

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