Chapter 52 The Prince is in the Royal Palace

Going back, the houses on both sides became more and more elegant, and naturally there were fewer people coming and going. Zhao Dezhao stepped forward quickly and looked back from time to time to urge Zhao Defang to move quickly.

"Defang, you're faster..."

Looking at Brother Wang's anxious appearance, Zhao Defang answered repeatedly with a smile, strode forward, followed him into the alley on one side, and took a shortcut.

The alley is not wide. At night, it is rare for people to walk around, and there are lights in the houses on both sides. At this time, there are still one or two families cooking dishes, and the aroma curls into the nose.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Suddenly, the bodyguard who followed Zhao Dezhao shouted and stood sideways in front of him. An inch-long iron arrow stuck on his shoulder. For a moment, his face turned purple and fell to the ground bleeding.

"Be careful, the arrows are poisonous, protect the prince!" As soon as the voice fell, a poisonous arrow flew, and the conductor immediately fell down.

At this time, Zhao Defang was shocked and couldn't think too much about it. He pulled Zhao Dezhao, who was extremely ugly, and turned around and ran away. In his ears, there was the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and then there was a familiar scream.

"This!"

When Zhao Defang was in a panic, a figure flashed out of the room by the roadside and quickly pulled his two brothers in.

"The prince, stay here for the time being. I'll get the assassin!"

The man said in a low voice. Before Zhao Defang could see his face clearly, he jumped on the roof and soon disappeared.

After recovering his breath, he looked at the only two attendants left beside him and felt that his scalp was a little numb. "Qiao Peng, go and call someone over quickly. You must catch the assassin!"

The bodyguard took the order, and the remaining one guarded the door with a knife. Zhao Dezhao, with a constantly changing face, slowly said, "Defang, promise me not to come to Bianjing in this life."

"Brother Wang, you are..."

"Although you and my brothers used to be noble princes, now their identities are hard to say, and their lives are also on the eve. It should be the safest way to leave here."

People walk with cold tea. Even if it is the legacy of the previous emperor, there are still several people in the court who are willing to speak for them. Even Zhao Pu, who used to be his father's ungrateful minister, flattered him and was greedy for beauty and wealth.

Zhao Defang only felt cold in her bones, and her mouth was a little bitter, "Brother Wang, do you suspect that this matter is..."

He didn't shake his head or nod. He looked at the messy backyard. For a long time, Zhao Dezhao smiled helplessly. "Since you left, this is the third time. Even the housekeeper in the house is also the eyeliner of others."

Hearing this, Zhao Defang's scalp was very numb, "Brother Wang, what should we do in the future?"

"The father's strange death is definitely not that simple. In order for my brother to live until now, in addition to luck, there is also the secret shelter of the emperor's uncle. Defang. The current situation is different from the past. We have to be false and entrusted. Only by living can we find out the truth of the matter. Do you understand?"

"Brother Wang, don't worry, Defang will save it."

When the Zhao brothers were talking in a low voice, a figure fell from the eaves, and the bodyguard guard guarding the door rushed up with a knife.

"At your mercy!"

This voice was the person who rescued him before. Zhao Defang quickly stopped the bodyguard and took a few steps forward, but saw a person of his age.

The long hair is not tied, tied with a nylon scarf, and the white clothes are tied with the waist. This is the dress of the martial artist, but at this moment, the people in front of them look more elegant as literati.

If he hadn't seen his skills with her own eyes, Zhao Defang would have only felt that the other party was a literati, with free and unrestrained.

"The prince was shocked and killed two assassins, and the rest of them escaped."

"Bold, you don't kneel down when you see the prince!"

"Li Yuan, stop" and stopped the bodyguard who continued to come forward. Zhao Dezhao stared at Liu Yanzhao, "Thank you for your rescue, but how did you know the identity of the king?"

Obviously, the second half of this sentence is the key point, and his fierce eyes want to see through his heart.

He hugged his fist and saluted. Liu Yanzhao began to say nonsense without changing his face, "The prince is serious. I just met here by chance. I happened to hear someone exclaim, and then I know that someone dares to assassinate the prince."

As he spoke, bursts of footsteps came. Not long after, he saw Qiao Peng, who had gone out before, coming in. Behind him was a lieutenant with armor.

"The last general, Xu Jian, came late to save him. Please forgive me."

"The two brothers are fine. General Xu still quickly led people to get the assassin."

When he was about to leave, Zhao Defang turned around and said, "Thank you for your help. When you come to the little king's mansion another day, you will definitely be rewarded."

After saying that, Zhao Defang left under the escort of the sergeant. Liu Yanzhao was a little uneasy. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster tonight. He could only secretly expect that Zhao Guangyi would not find him, a trivial person.

However, he finally had a chance to see him and sighed. Liu Yanzhao no longer stayed here. This family dared not come to the backyard when he heard the sound, but the place should not stay for a long time.

Returning to the inn, Cui Ping and Yu Shan had arrived at the room. Hearing the sound of Liu Yanzhao returning to the room, they all rushed out, "Inductor, you're back."

Yushan walked downstairs in a few steps and asked the clerk to bring some food. After Liu Yanzhao finished eating, he took a basin of hot water, and the two retreated back to their room.

On the second day, he was thinking about things. Liu Yanzhao woke up very early. There was a noise outside the window, but looking at the sky, it was just dawn.

So he suppressed the eagerness in his heart and stayed in the room for more than half an hour. Then he called Cui Ping and Yushan to eat some snacks.

Out of the inn, according to the route he had just inquired about with the shopkeeper, Liu Yanzhao went straight to Zhao Defang's Bianjing residence. After walking a few streets, Liu Yanzhao and the other two stood in front of a big house. Is this Zhao Defang's mansion?

There is no guard at the door, let alone a plaque. It looks more like a slightly rich merchant's house. If it hadn't been for the thirteen hairs on the heads of the two stone lions in front of the door, Liu Yanzhao really suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

"Teaching officer, shouldn't this be the prince's mansion? Why does it look like this?"

Liu Yanzhao did not say anything about Cui Ping's surprise. Although Zhao Defang was a prince, he was only the legacy of the former emperors of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Kuangyin did not give him the title of king.

After Zhao Guangyi ascended the throne, he only gave Tongping Zhangshi, but he was asked to save Shannanxi Road, which was just a false name of Tongpingzhangshi.

The life of the Zhao brothers is really not as ordinary people think. They are not worry-free about everything. On the contrary, they are trapped in a path.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Liu Yanzhao looked left and right a few times. No one should peep, but then he showed a wry smile and ran here in broad daylight. Even if no one followed, it would soon be known.

That's all. Now I can only use this as a way.

With a look, the mountain came forward and buttoned the beast ring in front of the vermilion gate. After a while, the door was opened, and an old man in a cyan robe came out.

"Who are you?"

It must be the housekeeper. Liu Yanzhao came forward and saluted slightly, "Uncle, I'm here to ask you to see the prince. Please let me know."

"There is no prince here!"

The old man's face immediately turned cold, and he turned around and was about to enter the house to close the door. Liu Yanzhao hurriedly blocked his way and pleaded in a low voice, "Uncle, I really have something important to see the prince!"

"The old man has said that there is no prince here! If you want to find the prince, you don't go to the royal palace. Why do you come here? If you mess around, I'm going to report to the official!"

After saying that, he heard a bang, and the vermilion gate closed.

"Wo, what an annoying old guy!"

Seeing that Liu Yanzhao had a closed door, Cui Ping punched his right hand on his left palm angrily, and the mountain also blushed, full of anger.

When the two were angry, Liu Yanzhao turned to one side and walked aside. Cui suddenly wondered, "Inspector, where are you going?"

Where are you going? Of course, I'm going to find the royal palace with the prince!"

Zhao Defang's identity is awkward. As a prince, he is not a king. The old man in his house naturally taboos the word 'Prince'.

But if you want to add a good impression, you can only use the word 'Prince', so the old man just pointed out to him where Zhao Defang is now.

There is the prince's palace, and there is only Zhao Dezhao, who is the king.