Chapter 232 Lonely Sand Dunes Cold 5

The sound of weapons coming out of the sheath, the gasp of the war horse, and the sound of metal impact are intertwined. The sound of the shocking war drums is exciting. In front of the towering battle flag, countless knights crossed the horse.

The sound of the sword gradually fades away, and the sound of the golden iron horse is still in my ears. Zhao Yong gradually woke up from his dream and slowly let go with his fist clenched. I just felt a little weak and a little dry.

It turned out to be just a dream. Zhao Yong laughed at himself.

Is it possible that I'm really old, so old that I need to dream to relive the happy things of the past.

No, if it's a dream, why is there still a faint scream in my ear when I wake up now? Zhao Yong listened attentively and seemed to disappear.

Zhao Yong was timid in an instant. He suddenly sat up and didn't care about the headache. He covered his head and shouted, "Come on, come on."

A bodyguard-like man hurried in. Seeing that the master had woken up and sat up in **, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Seeing that the master was looking at him, he hurriedly lowered his head and answered.

Zhao Yong asked, "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The bodyguard couldn't hold back the panic on his face, but just lowered his head and whispered, "Lord, everything is the same outside, and there is nothing wrong with it. You must have heard it wrong."

Zhao Yong pressed his head and only felt that his head was dizzy and important. It was not unusual, and he couldn't help but have a trace of suspicion in his heart. Suddenly realizing something, he suddenly looked up at the bodyguard and shouted, "Did at the trial, why is it your vigil, Han Shengren?"

"Go back to the master, after you slept, Langzhong caused the adult's old illness to break out, and he went to rest when he was a little unwell, and let the last general temporarily take the post of vigil."

Zhao Yong's uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. He stood up and was about to walk out of the hall.

During the trial, he was shocked to see the situation and hurriedly bowed to block the road; "It's dark and windy outside. It's better not to go out, so as not to catch the wind and cold."

Zhao Yong's eyes soared, and his body, which was still shaking, roared like a fierce beast.

"How dare you stop me?"

During the trial, he looked up to meet the father's frightening eyes. He was scared and trembled all over and bowed his head and dared not say another word.

Zhao Yongqiang endured a headache and walked to the door of the palace. At this time, the Yulin accompanied by the master's father had gone north with Zhao Xin. There were only a dozen palace people and Langzhong who served the master's side. When they saw the master's father leaving the palace, they knelt down in panic. They all looked panicked and did not dare to meet the master's eyes.

Zhao Yong opened his eyes and saw that the night sky in the west had been red by the flames, and there were faint shouts of fighting in the wind. Huo Ran turned around and looked at the trial and shouted, "What happened? What happened in He's palace? You are so bold, why don't you report it to me?"

During the trial, he knelt down in terrification, but kowtowed desperately and never said a word. At this time, Zhao Yong had regained his usual sage. He knew that there must be a conspiracy in it, and he didn't care to argue with his little man. He just wanted to see what had happened in person.

Before he walked outside the palace gate, he saw a man outside the palace stumbled to the scriptures. He couldn't see his appearance clearly from afar, but he ran away with a sword. When the man saw that his father was overjoyed, he hurriedly shouted, "My father, save me, my father, save me."

Zhao Yong then recognized that this extremely embarrassed person was his eldest son Zhao Zhang. He quickly grabbed him and asked, "What's wrong with you, what happened..."

Before the words were finished, Zhao Yong's color had changed.

At this time, a large number of Jiashi's footsteps had come from outside the palace, probably because he was afraid that the master did not dare to enter here, but surrounded the palace.

"What the hell!" Zhao Yong stamped his foot angrily.

Zhao Zhang seemed to see a drowning man's life-saving straw. He no longer looked like he was usually a little heroic, but just kneeled on the ground. Seeing the master's pressure to ask, he said with a crying voice, "Father, save me, save me, the king is going to kill me, and my brother is going to kill me."

When Zhao Yong saw that Zhao Zhang was in a panic, he completely answered the question, and immediately said angrily, "Stand up and answer me well. Look at what you look like now. It's still a little like Zhao Yong's son. I, Zhao Yong, am here. Who can kill you? Who dares to kill you!"

This sentence stabilized Zhao Zhang's mood a little. He stood up from the ground with the help of his master. Although he still looked frightened, he just stammered, "Father... Father, you have to save your son. My brother is a thorn in my eye. He asked people to chase me. Now the murderer is outside. . Tian Bure is dead, and they still refuse to let their son go.

"Good job, what are you doing?" When Zhao Yong saw that he hesitated, he obviously didn't believe it. Naturally, he didn't believe it. Suddenly, he figured out something and shouted harshly, "Are you plotting to do something wrong, and you want to do something wrong but you fail?"

Seeing that the master revealed himself, Zhao Zhang had no confidence and did not dare to argue. He just knelt down and bowed his head and said angrily. "Father forgive me, my son was fascinated for a moment and listened to Tian's rude words."

Zhao Yong asked one after another. Zhao Zhang had been confused at this time and said it all.

When he heard that Fei Yi was killed, Zhao Zhang led people to the palace and was defeated. Zhao Yong laughed angrily and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "God, this is the evil made by Zhao Yong, the good son I taught."

The laughter was extremely sad and indignant, and there was a feeling of despair. Only when I saw that the two lines of old tears had fallen, I was extremely unwilling.

Zhao Zhang cried and hugged his father's leg and said, "It's all my son's fault, and my son will never seek the throne again. Father, you must let your brother forgive me. I just need to be a rich and idle person in my life. I have no other thoughts.

Zhao Yong pushed Zhao Zhang away, slapped him in the face fiercely, and roared, "He is your brother, your own brother, you want to kill him!" How dare you kill my son!"

"Zhao Zhang, I'm going to kill you."

Let's talk about it. He grabbed Zhao Zhang's sword and raised it high to cut it off. Zhao Zhang was scared, but he stared at the falling sword, and even forgot to flash.

When the sword was less than an inch away from Zhao Zhang's face, it stopped abruptly. Zhao Yong looked at the face full of fear kneeling on the ground, but the sword could not be cut down anyway. I had to throw the sword and say sadly, "That's all right. They are all evil sons raised by my Zhao Yongsheng. They are not all my Zhao Yong's."

"Get out of here. Don't come out without my instructions. With me, Zhao Yong, no one can touch you.

Zhao Zhang didn't dare to say more. He just kowtowed and hid into the palace in panic.

Zhao Yong still stood looking up at the sky and closed his eyes, with a painful look on his face, but he did not move.

I don't know how long it took to stand. The gate of the palace was knocked open fiercely, and hundreds of armored men with swords swarmed in, and the middle were surrounded by the prince Cheng Li Dui.

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yong suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes soared.

Originally, the armored soldiers who had some hesitation when they saw the master's father standing in the door, they were suddenly terrified and knelt down together. Li Dui's face remained unchanged, and he still strode forward. It was not until he bowed slightly in front of him that he saluted, "I see the master."

The prince behind him followed with a hesitant face and bowed slightly, but did not say anything.

Zhao Yong sneered and said, "It turned out to be you, Li Du and Li Aiqing. I'm out of sight. I haven't found that you are so brave that you dare to lead the army to force the widow. Do you want to seek a dynasty or usurp the throne?

Zhao Yong did not ask why the prince Cheng Li Dui were not in Handan at this time, but appeared in the Dune Palace. With his success for so many years, I don't know why Zhao Zhang's behavior is so messy. I'm afraid he has already fallen into the calculation of the two. This is simply a conspiracy.

As for who is the mastermind among the two, although the prince's position is respected, Zhao Yong still knows quite well about his uncle. Although Gong Zicheng has a strong temperament, he is not a person who can achieve great things. He is far less powerful than Li Wei, who hides needles. Therefore, Zhao Yong did not ask the prince Cheng, but looked angrily at Li Du.

Li Dui raised his head calmly and did not avoid it in the face of his master's murderous eyes. Instead, there was a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth. It seems to be laughing at the Lord's current hero.

After all, the master is old, and the era that belongs to him has long passed.

Although it is the same words and the same momentum, it is less thunderous after all, but more fierce.

Li Dui arched his hand and shouted, "Return to the Lord, I am ordered by the king to kill the rebels and eliminate the thieves for the country. If there is any disrespect, I hope the Lord will forgive me."

Zhao Yong sneered and said, "What is rebellion and what is a national thief? Are you talking about widows?"

"I dare not. Anyang Jun plotted against the rebellion and led the outlaws to besiege Wang Shang. Feixiang had been killed, and the king was too sad and fainted. I and Feng Yangjun were ordered to kill the rebellious Zhao Zhang, and I hope my father will cooperate.

Zhao Yong stood in the middle of the road and refused to give in, but sneered, "Very good, you are all very good. I'm for Lord Zhao. What if I refuse to give in? Do you want to shack yourself?"

Li Dui met his eyes. The master said and laughed that Weichen came to kill the rebellion by the order of Lord Zhao. How could he kill the king? Even if it is done, it is not "Jun". Now "Jun" is lying in the East Palace.