Chapter 265 Secret Room

The night was getting thicker and thicker. In the Zichen Hall, Zhao Guangyi stood alone in front of the terrain map, thinking about the plan he had set in his heart over and over again. For a long time, he put his hand at 'Shangjing' and gradually clenched into a fist, as if he wanted to grab the word 'Shangjing' in the terrain map.

His eyes became fanatical, and a confident smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "After all, I still attacked you."

"The official family."

A light call came from outside the hall. After a while, Wang Jien bent over and walked to the hall. "Go back to the official's house, the villain just went to inquire. The prince and all the adults went straight back to the house, but it was Yang Jing..."

He frowned, and a trace of anger flashed on Zhao Guangyi's face. He shook his sleeves, turned around and asked coldly, "What did Yang Jing do?"

It seemed to feel the chill in the words. Wang Jien's head was buried lower, and his body trembled slightly. "Yang Jing was called by Xia Yu on the way out of the palace. He should have gone to Linhua Palace."

"Linhua Palace?"

Wang Jien only heard the official whisper. The previous terrible anger disappeared. Later, the voice in his ear was much gentler. "I know. You go down and send some ginseng tea to Yuan Zuo."

"The villain takes the order."

After Wang Ji'en retreated, Zhao Guangyi walked to the high platform and picked up a thick pile of secret letters from the desk. After opening it, there was the word 'Yang Jing'.

He crossed his finger on the sentence 'Yang Jing's teaching of the prince, how strange it is, but it hides the truth that the world is difficult to understand', and the gloomy face all day is more warm.

Later, close your eyes and lean on the dragon chair, rubbing your forehead with both hands, trying to eliminate the fatigue and irritability of the past few days. In this quiet night, take a good rest for a while.

The lights silently stimulated fat, and the wind sounded more secluded the hall. For a long time, Zhao Guangyi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and there was a trace of flushing on his face. His long-cherish wishes for many years were about to come true. Even if he felt a little sleepy and his eyes were a little tired, he thought of leading the generals and horses of the Song Dynasty, his heart was full of turbulent waves. There is no drowsiness at all.

"Since it is inevitable to be lonely at night, it's better to meet old friends."

Maybe he was in a good mood. Zhao Guangyi showed a bright smile, waved his sleeves, put his hands behind him, and walked briskly out of the hall.

He waved his hand back to Wang Ji'en, who wanted to follow. Zhao Guangyi walked all the way alone to the familiar and strange Funing Hall. He paced back and forth several times in the bedroom, and actually took off the golden axe at the head of the bed and danced.

The shadow of the axe stirred up the lights and stirred up the passion in Zhao Guangyi's heart. For a long time, he stopped with a little gasping, threw the golden axe aside, leaned against the bed, and laughed loudly, "Do you see? I came down to Jinyang. Now, I'm going to send an army to Qidan. I think I can take the north land in the bag soon. What other right do you have to say that I'm 'insufficient and plot'?

After saying that, he looked up and laughed again, and his face was full of joy. It seemed that the haze that had been pressed in his heart for many years swept away. When he was tired of laughing, he got up, kicked his feet on the golden axe, and finally hung it back to its original position.

Turning the carved faucet on the bed, the dragon bed moved, and the secret passage was exposed again. Zhao Guangyi smiled at the corners of his mouth, which seemed to be a little urgent. He walked down three steps and two steps.

When he came to this infrequent secret room, a sour and old smell came, which suddenly made him frown and waved back to the two people in black guarding the secret room. Zhao Guangyi walked to the iron gate with a happy smile on his face.

"Wang..."

The sound of the iron chain broke the silence in the secret room, and an old voice sounded, "Are you here again? It doesn't seem like what you did in the past.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"When he was there, he would come once a month, and since you took it, it's about once a year to say some jokes. A while ago, you came here."

Hearing this, Zhao Guangyi's smile became more and more brilliant, "Ha ha, if you don't say it, I will forget it."

"Listen to your words, there seems to be something happy. The last time you came here drunk, you were still full of complaints. Is it possible that the things in the north have calmed down?"

"It's almost time. I'm going to conquer and annihilate the Khitan people in one fell swoop to eliminate future troubles."

The words fell, and the secret room suddenly became quiet. Zhao Guangyi tiptoed up and wanted to see what the expression of the man inside was from the small window on the iron gate. But after all, he only saw a piece of darkness. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but in a flash, he remembered that he used to command thousands of troops in the past, but he was still defeated in the north. At this moment, the expression on his face should be wonderful. Thinking about it like this, Zhao Guangyi felt happy again.

"I didn't expect that you dared to wear armor in person..."

Hearing this sentence full of loneliness and sarcasm, Zhao Guangyi was surprisingly not angry, but laughed at will, "You and him always think that I am a vertical, a coward and useless person, but this time, I want to tell you that I am better than any of you. I will beat Jinyang City, which you can't beat!" The Khitans you can't defeat will soon submit to my feet, so the country is my, and you can only be the losers forever!"

After saying that, without waiting for the response of the people in the secret room, he laughed and left, and behind him, there was a long sigh, with helplessness and desolation in the vicissitudes of life.

At the end of the year, there are few people on the street, and the restaurant at the entrance of the alley has also been closed, but the wooden door has not been closed, and an oil lamp in the room is burning with a dark yellow halo.

"Oh..."

As soon as Xiao Muchun stopped the carriage, a figure rushed out of the house, but he was a clerk in the restaurant. He said hello to Xiao Muchun and Yang Yanzhao with a smile, "Zhang Yuangong, Brother Xiao, you are back!"

As usual, Yang Yanzhao smiled and said to the enthusiastic boy, "Well, it's so late, I'm sorry to bother Brother Zhang."

"The champion, your words are killing the villain. If you can help the champion, the villain is only very happy. If it weren't for the silver auction to build the school, I don't know when the useless things of the small family will be able to read a few words."

With that, the guy felt that he had gone far and smiled quickly. He quickly took the reins in Xiao Muchun's hand and sent the carriage to the stable in the backyard of the restaurant.

Because Xiao Muchun stayed outside the palace for a day and had not eaten, he bought a few dishes in the restaurant. In order not to affect the shopkeeper's rest, he made a bag. However, when checking out, the other party did not charge anything. Yang Yanzhao refused, so he had to smile and said to the fat shopkeeper that he would give it next time.

The two walked in the alley, and the surroundings were quiet. Xiao Muchun's thick eyebrows behind them squeezed together and struggled for a long time. Finally, they asked what they wanted in their hearts, "Inchor, the court to the north..."

Kicking off the stone under his feet and watching it roll in the moonlight and fall into the pile of dead grass at the foot of the courtyard wall, Yang Yanzhao smiled, "Brother Xiao, you can't help it. The one in the palace is the same as you. This time, it's a big war, and he wants to go on his own expedition."

"Royal Driver's Expedition!"

Behind him, the burly figure was shocked, and a feverish color flashed in Xiao Muchun's eyes, but then it faded down and sighed secretly, "It seems that it's really a big war."

There was an inextricable loneliness in his words. Yang Yanzhao understood what he was thinking and said for a moment, "Brother Xiao, I still remember the first meeting, so I vowed to make you into an invincible king of soldiers. Now that I think about it, it's my fault. You and your brothers are born soldiers. If I can't go on an expedition with the army this time, Brother Xiao, you can take your brothers back to Daizhou City and find my brother. In those years, I implicated my brothers. Otherwise, with Brother Xiao's ability, he should also be a lieutenant.

The reason why Xiao Muchun and others were expelled from the poisonous scorpion. Yang Yanzhao understood that in the past few years, they could also figure it out, but they never raised their dissatisfaction, and even stayed without regret, gradually buried their yearning for galloping on the battlefield, and willingly did the guard.

This feeling is enough for him, Yang Yanzhao.

If he failed to follow the army to the north, Yang Yanzhao would secretly send Xiao Muchun and others to Daizhou City, on the one hand, to let them find their real destination, and on the other hand, to send a letter to Dalang.

Although he has been expelled from the house and his soul is completely different, the blood in his body still exists, which makes him have to replace the Yang family in the state. Even if it is for the eighth sister, he should remind those brothers.

Chen Jiagu, the Yang family fell, and the Yang family was depressed. This always lingered in Yang Yanzhao's heart, but whether the early Northern Expedition would still make the same mistake. He didn't know and didn't dare to think about it.

After Xiao Muchen listened to Yang Yanzhao's words, Xiao Muchun stopped talking. In his heart, he wanted to go to the north to take a bath and kill the enemy. The man should hold Wu hook and collect Guanshan and fifty states. Even if the horse leather shrouded the body was returned, it was worth it, and the man should be the same.

It's just that after following Yang Yanzhao for several years, their relationship has long changed from a pawn to a brother. If they don't return this, what should they do?

Thinking of this, Xiao Muchun, a strong man, was a little sad.

The two of them were no longer speechless. Under the moonlight, they walked to the yard before. In front of them, two lanterns were quietly burning. Seeing the hazy halo, Yang Yanzhao only felt that warmth was born, and the steps under his feet were inevitably a little faster.

Gently buttoning the animal ring, Luo's daughter opened the door. When she saw Yang Yanzhao, the worry on her face disappeared. When she entered the yard, she hurriedly warmed up some food for the two of them.

"Qing'er, you have been busy all day. You don't have to be tired anymore. Brother Xiao and I bought some vegetables in the restaurant at the entrance of the alley. By the way, how's the fish today?"

"It's still the same. Sister Chai invited an old royal doctor to come again before, but it's a pity..."

Hearing that there was some depression in Luo's daughter's words, Yang Yanzhao understood that she began to blame herself again. She couldn't help but stop and look at the tired face. She couldn't help sighing, "Qing'er, we all don't want to see the fish. Don't be sad anymore. If you want to pursue the punishment, it should also be my responsibility. The burden is..."

A trace of pain flashed on his face. Yang Yanzhao looked at Luo's girl with red eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly, "It's getting late. Qinger, go back to the house early to rest. I'll go to see the fish."

With that, Yang Yanzhao was about to walk to Bamei's room, but before he took a few steps, he saw the exhaust wind grabbing out of the door and saying a shocking sentence.

"Sister Luo, Miss Ba is awake!"