Chapter 343 If I am the king, I will never live up to you

The carriage is very slow, stepping on the moonlight on the green brick path, like a leaf floating gently in the waves of water at night, walking aimlessly in a clean place.

On the car, Zhao Tingmei drank the remaining tea in the pot and talked to Yang Yanzhao. It was probably because he asked about the Northern Expedition to Yunzhou City and Yang Yanzhao's experience in Shangjing, while the latter had questions and answers. Naturally, many of them were omitted.

The matter of cultivation is to be concealed. In this way, the witch religion and Gao Huailiang have also been hidden. And Chen Moer, Qiong'e and other Yang Yanzhao didn't say a word. These are sad things that he doesn't want to touch, and there is no need to mention them.

As for how to escape from the capital, this is making up lies. Yang Yanzhao is still very good at telling stories, but even these nonsense things also made Zhao Tingmei's blood boil and clapped her hands.

At the very least, he has this expression on his face.

After taking a sip of tea, Zhao Tingmei's face was still red. She looked at Yang Yanzhao with great admiration, "Ha ha, it's really thrilling. Yang Jing, you are so loyal and brave, it's really my luck!"

"The prince praised it. Yang Jing is just a sinner at this moment. At present, he can only live a life of hiding in Tibet."

Hearing this, Zhao Tingmei put down the cup in her hand, and the smile on her face condensed. The light flashed in her eyes and stared at Yang Yanzhao. Her sharp eyes seemed to see through him.

Aware of this strangeness, Yang Yanzhao raised his heart, which was about to make sense.

The previous conversation and laughter was just an opening speech. No matter how he couldn't help it, he also understood how a prince could not spend a good night in the royal palace in the middle of the night, avoiding countless eyes, just saying a few gossip and talking about a few common things?

Sure enough, after a short silence, Zhao Tingmei's words confirmed his guess.

"If there is merit, there is merit. No one can erase your loyalty to the Song Dynasty. If the loyal people who killed the enemy and protect the people for the Song Dynasty will be framed as treason, is there any clear place on this day? What's the use of such a court?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Tingmei stopped, her pupils opened sharply, and her face unconsciously leaned forward a little. Yang Yanzhao could even feel the hot air coming from his face.

Yang Yanzhao understood the meaning of the words and why he stopped here, because Zhao Tingmei was waiting for his reaction.

In the palace, it is rich and brilliant, but it is the dirtiest place, arrogant and luxurious, father and son compete with each other, and brothers are cruel, just for the high platform and a gold-encrusted chair.

Yang Yanzhao has seen through these things for a long time, so it is not surprising that Zhao Tingmei should have been rebellious in his ears, so there is no shock on his face.

There was not even a little strangeness, which made Zhao Tingmei secretly shocked. The words she had prepared before were useless, so she had to stare at Yang Yanzhao for a long time.

But he still couldn't see the panic that ordinary people should have on his face. Zhao Tingmei couldn't help but withdraw her eyes and secretly made up her mind to bring Yang Yanzhao under her command.

How many people in the world can have such courage, and there is no panic about his seizure of power. This calmness alone is enough to surpass tens of millions of people.

Looking at Yang Yanzhao, who was as calm as before, Zhao Tingmei took a deep breath and suppressed the complex emotions such as restlessness, uneasiness and joy in his heart. She tried her best to continue to speak calmly.

"If he can give it, I can give it to you. If he can't give it to you, I can still give it to you."

Obviously, Zhao Tingmei's efforts did not work, and there was an unstoppable trembling in her words, but at this time, who would care about this? After saying that, he stared at Yang Yanzhao again.

Knowing that he could no longer be silent, Yang Yanzhao raised his head. At this time, he did not say that the man in blue outside the car must take action.

That's what Yang Yanzhao is really afraid of.

However, the court competition is by no means what he wants to touch. Nowadays, the only way is to pretend to be crazy and take one step at a time.

"Your Royal Highness, you are a nobleman. Naturally, you can give Yang Jing a lot of fun that you can't get on weekdays. This kind of love really kills the villain."

Hearing this, a trace of coldness flashed on Zhao Tingmei's face. He understood that Yang Yanzhao understood what he meant, and now he was just saying words.

"Yang Jing, think about how he has treated you in the past few years? To recover Liu Han, you have made great contributions, but unfortunately, you don't have any reward. If you win the champion, you will go to the land of southern Fujian. After that, there is a lack of money for you to build a college. Now, the loyal minister who has made contributions to killing the enemy has become a traitor to the court. Maybe you can tolerate all this, but he wants to marry Princess Jinhua to Dangxiang. Li, can you stand this?

Although she lowered her voice, Zhao Tingmei still said it with great sadness and indignation. It seemed that these unfair things had been added to him, and there was nowhere to vent the dissatisfaction hidden in her heart.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao also found that he had really experienced so many sad things. Where is the most difficult life, the most dangerous thing is to send him to go. After that, he will be forgotten and clean, and even the ending of the dead dog cooking.

But he still couldn't agree with Zhao Tingmei, because he would only die faster if he followed him to rebel.

In my memory, Zhao Tingmei was even lost the title by Zhao Guangyi. She was sent far away and could not step into Bianliang City.

Over the years, although Zhao Tingmei has kept a low profile, hid a lot of strength, and may have caught up with other forces, she still has not won a chance to challenge Zhao Guangyi.

He also knows that he will die, but compared with the sacrifice of life in Yunzhou City, Yang Yanzhao will never stand up for this matter.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhao Tingmei was a little anxious and said, "What else is there to hesitate? If I am the king and will never live up to you, I will definitely make you the prime minister. Wouldn't it be better to be above ten thousand people under one person?"

This promise is really tempting. The position of prime minister is the lifelong pursuit of an official in the dynasty, and even Yang Yanzhao is afraid that it is difficult to achieve.

But you need to have a life to enjoy it.

"Your Majesty, Yang Jing is just an ordinary person who is greedy for little fun. How dare you touch this position, not to mention that the villain can't afford it..."

"No, you have talent and courage. How many people can be compared with you? So, Yang Jing, you can do it, and I still need something on you.

"I don't know what the prince said?"

"The imperial edict, the brocade edict left by my eldest brother before the death of my great ancestor."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhao was secretly surprised. Zhao Guangyi didn't know this edict. How did Zhao Tingmei know about it?

It seems that there are also simple characters behind him.

However, how could Yang Yanzhao take out this kind of thing that is related to the overall situation casually? He whispered in surprise, and his eyes were puzzled. He looked at Zhao Tingmei, "Your Majesty, do you mean that the former emperor left an imperial edict before his death?"

This appearance just rightly covered up what he thought in his heart. Zhao Tingmei couldn't see any clue on Yang Yanzhao, so she nodded and said, "Yes, the royal brother left an imperial edict, but he didn't take it out after he ascended the throne, so I don't need to say that his throne is not right. Now I have found the imperial edict, adhering to the last wish of my brother, and I also think that I have helped the court and revitalized the Song Dynasty.

People always look for all kinds of excuses for their greed and put on the coat of justice. Naturally, Zhao Tingmei is no exception. At this moment, her face is also full of justice.

"Your Majesty, the villain has never heard anything about this, but after listening to the prince's words, he thinks that there is a shocking secret in it, which is no longer what Yang Jing can say."

Yang Yanzhao said softly that even the matter of the imperial edict was exposed. Seeing that Zhao Tingmei was going to speak out, he said again, "As for the prince's beauty, Yang Jing was very frightened. The scholar died for his confidant, but now he had to take care of his small life and asked the prince to forgive him. What's more, it is unknown whether he can survive or not. If Yang Jing loses his life, isn't it going to ruin the prince's big deal?

Hearing the words, Zhao Tingmei was silent, and a thick silence spread in the carriage. In her ear, the wheels pressed the masonry and sparkling. I don't know where the man in blue car has gone. Along the way, he has never seen the soldiers patrolling the night.

"Where did he ask you to go?"

For a long time, Zhao Tingmei broke the silence. After hearing this, Yang Yanzhao shook his head. "Yang Jing is not afraid that he will lose his life because of leaking secrets, but he is afraid that he will put the people he is worried about in danger, so he also asked the prince to forgive Yang Jing again."

"That's all. It's not your fault about this matter. There are also some good hands in my house. It's better to let them walk with you."

"I can't use the prince. If it's like this, won't it involve the prince!"

After listening to this sentence, Zhao Tingmei had to give up the idea. The two of them sat quietly in the carriage again. The carriage walked lightly. After several corners, it may have touched the bricks and stones that came out, and the car body swayed gently.

"Your Majesty, the little man has to say goodbye. At present, Yang Jing is not allowed to be seen, and the prince naturally can't stay outside for a long time, otherwise, I'm afraid he will be criticized."

It's not a thing to waste like this, so Yang Yanzhao said goodbye. Zhao Tingmei asked people to drive in a secluded place, and she had scruples in her heart, so he could not stay outside for a long time, let alone let alone let people know that they had met.

"Yang Jing, are you really unwilling to help me?"

At this time, Zhao Tingmei stopped talking in circles, came straight to the point, and asked again directly.

His voice fell, and the slow carriage stopped.

Yang Yanzhao's face showed a solemn color, because he could clearly feel the thin curtain outside the car, and a murderousness locked him.

In the palm of the hand, cold sweat appeared.

"Your Highness, do you want to listen to Yang Jing's truth?"

There is no other way but to fight.

"Tell me."

"It's not appropriate to act at this moment. The prince still needs to calm down and wait for the place and people at that time."

"What is appropriate?"

"If it is short, it will be six or seven years, and if it is more than ten years, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

With that, he saluted Zhao Tingmei. Yang Yanzhao bowed and got out of the carriage. Outside the car, the man in blue lowered his head and pulled the reins, like an ordinary coachman.

But it was him who made Yang Yanzhao very afraid.

A master of imperial spirit, if his cultivation is still there, he must not be afraid, but now, the other party can pinch him to death with one finger.

He pretended to walk calmly and stayed dozens of feet away. Seeing that there was no response behind him, Yang Yanzhao was relieved, and his back was already wet.

Turning into the alley ahead and leaning against the cold wall, Yang Yanzhao took a few deep breaths, and then calmed down. He couldn't help sighing and whispering, "This Zhao brothers really can't afford to provoke. It's all about losing their heads."

It's just that there are some things that he can't choose.

After a long rest, Yang Yanzhao looked up at the dark clouds. He couldn't see the starry night sky and headed north again.