When Zhao Yu returned to the mansion of that Daru Huachi, there was no loss on his face.

The world is changeable, and it is impossible for anyone to make every effort to make a decision, which is the helplessness of reality.

Zhao Min that Zhao Yu knows is by no means a willful, impulsive and reckless person, in other words, he will never think that he can get rid of Yang Wanzhi and other people who hold heavy troops and are almost divided by just the few people in his hands, and there must be a follow-up arrangement. If the time is changed, Zhao Yu may also think carefully about Zhao Min's follow-up arrangements, but after he and Zhao Min reunited in Yangzhou, changes occurred one after another, which was overwhelming, so he also ignored the matter.

Now that he is scrutinizing from the beginning, Zhao Yu found that Zhao Min's original intention was not necessarily as simple as getting rid of Yang Wanzhi. Smart people don't necessarily do things very skillfully, but most of them have the ability to combine two things into one. The masters of the Ruyang Royal Mansion are like clouds, if they just want to get rid of Yang Wan, they don't need Zhao Min to take the risk himself, they just need to send some capable people, and they can do this without knowing it.

Zhao Min came to Yangzhou in person, which means that her subordinates can't completely do it for her, or that there are important people who need her to come forward in person. And just looking at Yang Wan's soldiers besieging Yangzhou City, Zhao Min was at a loss, which shows that the follow-up move she arranged may not be a powerful means.

After all kinds of deliberations, all Zhao Min's intentions were about to come out. In addition to wanting to get rid of Yang Wanzhi, she is afraid that she also has a plot against the tens of thousands of Miao troops under Yang Wanzhi's command! And her backhand is very likely to be the Yuan Court's Dazhi Ti Muer who sits in the south of the Yangtze River. Dazhi is high and powerful, and has the power to command all the soldiers and horses in the south of the Yangtze River. But in fact, all the people in Jiangnan have their commanders, and they are run by the wind and rain, and they have their own names, but it is difficult to transfer their troops. If Yang Wanzhi is killed, the tens of thousands of Miao troops who have no one to command will inevitably fall into the hands of Dazhi! In this way, Dazhi will no longer be an innocuous ornament in Jiangnan, and will soon become very important, even more natural than the current Yang Wanzhi!

After all. Dazhi is a true Mongolian native. It is his own person who can really be entrusted with heavy tasks, not a foreigner like Yang Wanzhi who has to be reused for a while, so he doesn't have to be restrained too much. In this way, I am afraid that there will be another Richard Han in Jiangnan who is enough to influence the overall situation! It seems that the relationship between Dazhi and the king of Ruyang is harmonious. If they are given the opportunity to echo between the north and the south. For Zhao Yu, this is not a wonderful thing.

This must be stopped. Can't let it become a reality!

However, Yangzhou is isolated inside and outside, leaving very little room for Zhao Yu to spread. He sat in the middle of his room, thinking about it earnestly.

If his guess is correct, the second batch of masters of the Ruyang Royal Mansion must have come from Dazhi Timuer, but it is not clear whether they have reached a consensus with Dazhi, and what kind of attitude Dazhi holds. Zhao Min left suddenly, did he want to rush to have a deeper discussion with Da Zhi?

The situation, which was originally clear, suddenly became confusing.

When Zhao Yu was bowing his head and pondering, he suddenly heard a noise and frolicking outside the door, and felt a little irritable in his heart, so he got up and walked towards the door, only to find that Li Chengru had found a Daru red official robe out of nowhere, and he was laughing with everyone on his body. The Mongolian body is burly, and this official robe is naturally extremely fat, and it is really gimmicky when worn on Li Chengru.

When Li Chengru was playing with others, he suddenly noticed that his companion's face had changed, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Zhao Yu standing behind him with an unkind expression, and hurriedly put away his smiling face and said: "Boss, I'm just too bored, have fun with my brothers......"

Zhao Yu didn't say anything, looked at Li Chengru's official robe, and looked thoughtful, which made Li Chengru feel more and more worried. Suddenly, Zhao Yu opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the master here now? Is there a seal and other things to prove his identity in his house?"

Li Chengru hurriedly spoke: "The master here has long been missing, and may have died in the turmoil. As for the seals and the like, I seem to have seen some in the study, so I asked the chief to show them. ”

Zhao Yu nodded, and then pointed to Li Chengru's ill-fitting clothes, lowered his face and frowned: "This dress, do you want to cast into tartar?

Li Chengru shrank his head, didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly ran into the distance, ripping off the official robe on his body as he ran. He slandered in his heart, it was just a joke, why bother chattering like this, it was like losing his mother-in-law. But he only dared to think about it in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it. Yu Gong Zhao Yu is his lord, and Yu Private is his father's New Year's friend, no matter which identity he is, he is restrained to death.

After Li Chengru left, everyone also retreated, although the manager looked casual, but they could feel that the manager was in a very unhappy mood now.

There was no time to guess the slightly strange gazes that everyone looked at, and Zhao Yu was still groaning. It is true that it is difficult to do something, but it is very simple to break it, and it only takes a small negligence. Besides, since the mind has spread to this point, it is worth taking it a step further.

Although the Miao army is arrogant and domineering, it is undeniable that they are indeed a rare elite division that has experienced a hundred battles. In today's situation, if you can attract such a big help, no matter which side you are, you can't deal with it calmly. Although they are now considered to be the people of the Yuan court, they may not be able to use them for themselves.

Without spinning his heels, Li Chengru found the seal that Zhao Yu needed. These are all private seals, and there is no official seal, but this is enough for Zhao Yu. What he wanted to do was going to be a little eyebrow-raising, and Zhao Yu's mood was a little better, so he pointed to the ink inkstone on the desk, and said to Li Chengru: "You come to grind the ink for me." ”

Li Chengru has always liked martial arts and hated literature, and his temperament jumped out, which made his father Li Chundu at a loss, and he didn't like to do these things of dancing and writing, but he was just scolded by Zhao Yu, and he didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he grinded his face sadly. It's just that this inkstone is not as comfortable as a sword when you hold it in your hand.

Taking advantage of Li Chengru's ink grinding, Zhao Yu played with these private seals. Although many Mongolian nobles did not understand the Chinese language, they also learned the skills of Han vassal elegance. The materials used in the private printing of these parties are all of the highest quality, and the carving is also elegant, but there are a few treasures. He picked up a few letters from his master again, and traced his fingers in the void, figuring out the clumsy handwriting.

After Li Chengru smoothed the ink, Zhao Yu picked up the pen and soon wrote a letter. Li Chengru probed on the side and joked: "The calligraphy in charge is becoming more and more powerful!"

Zhao Yu heard this wrong sycophant, and said with a smile: "Ha, I don't know yet, it turns out that you have made such a big progress in calligraphy." Tell me, what's so good about this word?"

Li Chengru's old face suddenly turned red, and he said: "Don't tease me, the chief manager, your old man has a family history and superb calligraphy, so even the descendants of Yan Shenggong are amazed." I don't see what's good, but I know that your ink treasure must be very good, and that's enough!"

Zhao Yu heard the scoundrel's answer, laughed and reprimanded, after a comparison, he still felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, so he crumpled the written letter and threw it aside, and then rewrote a few copies, picked out the one with the most similar handwriting, and transcribed it a few times, and then handed it to Li Chengru, saying: "Find a way to send it out of the city." ”

Li Chengru patted his chest and promised: "I will definitely complete the task!"

Zhao Yu waved his hand and said, "Whatever, as long as it can be delivered to Yang Wanzhi." ”

After doing this, Zhao Yu was in a slightly relaxed mood, and he also planned to find a room to rest. During this time, his mind has also been tense, and it is rare to have a time to relax. Now that everything is about to settle, it is natural to maintain a vigorous energy in order to strive for the best results.

Watching Zhao Yu go out, Li Chengru picked up a few letters that had been discarded by him before, frowned and looked at them for a long time before he snorted: "Ghost painting talisman-like things, where can you see the good?" But the descendants of Yan Shenggong are all amazed, they must be all excellent things. Li Er, I don't understand my own literature and ink, and my descendants will grow up if they can't keep their children and grandchildren, not to mention being a champion, and it is also extremely reliable to come out with a few Tanhualang. It's better to leave these ghost talismans as family heirlooms, lest future generations complain that their ancestors didn't pass on good things!"

As he spoke, he quietly left and right, stuffed these pieces of paper into his arms, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the door. (To be continued......)