Chapter 358 Persuasion

In the small courtyard, the lights are unknown, and people are panicked.

Yang Yanzhao clenched his fist, and there was a piece of wood debris under his feet. The previously intact table was smashed by him.

On the side, Xiao Muchun and others looked pale and looked at him worriedly.

"Brother, what should I do?"

He Yu didn't know how many times he asked this question, but this time, he choked more than ever before.

It took a lot of money for He Yu to find out the news in the palace. Three days later, the court was going to kill Miss Luo. This was a bolt from the blue. If he hadn't wanted to report the news, he would have spread it to the ground long ago.

"Yes, Brother Yan Zhao, come up with a way, otherwise..."

Zhang Qian was also very nervous. Li Zhi was arrested that day and his mother happened to be ill. In addition, he moved out of the courtyard last time because of the matter of Biyue and did not go back, so he was not involved. Today, he happened to meet He Yu in the market. Only then did he know that Yang Yanzhao came back, and he immediately followed.

"The prince..."

The exhaust wind was so crying that he couldn't speak. His pale little face was full of tears, and he was about to faint.

Yang Yanzhao's face was gloomy and scary, and his eyes were angry and full of blood red. Xiao Muchun understood that he was murderous.

But the other party is a superior emperor. Even if he believes that Yang Yanzhao is omnipotent, how can he rise up and kill him in this situation?

"Let's rob the prison, prince, mother, this emperor is really resentful. Why don't we kill him into the prison, save people, and fly away."

Meng Liang said, his face was flushed, and Tong Niu's eyes were full of murder.

Robbery of prison?

It sounds like a fool to laugh at the prison in the capital of the Song Dynasty guarded by heavy soldiers. Even if you are killed on death row, how can you fly over Bianliang City?

A sentence made Zhang Qian's heart full of fear, and He Yu was psychologically prepared and calm. "I'll arrange to leave the city. The caravan has been accumulated in Bianliang. At that time, I will follow the caravan out of the city. I think I should be able to get out."

"Do it, son!"

Xiao Muchun and others said in unison and looked at Yang Yanzhao together.

The latter put down his raised fist and looked around at the crowd. "I already have other plans. If the Song Dynasty remains unchanged, I'm afraid there is no place for me to hide."

In a word, everyone was frightened to hear that the previous prison robbery was a death sentence, but this can be gone. Even if the court is wanted, it can still wander around the world, and there is always a place to rest.

And Yang Yanzhao's words clearly want to be the emperor, which is something they never thought of!

The small courtyard is quiet, only the evening breeze.

"Life and death have life and wealth in heaven. As long as the prince says a word, his subordinates will be on the mountain of knives and the sea of fire, and they will never frown."

Xiao Muchun took a deep breath, clenched his fist and whispered. He followed Yang Yanzhao for many years. After several days of life and death, they were also masters and servants and brothers. The friendship has long been inseparable. In this situation, he will naturally not abandon this situation.

The scholar died for his confidant, and Xiao Muchun's life was to live for Yang Yanzhao.

"People die and birds face the sky, and they don't die for ten thousand years. The prince, you are really no longer lonely. This life is very interesting!"

Cui Ping swallowed his saliva, with a trace of brightness in his eyes and excitement on his face. Many years ago, he was just a soldier who was fooling around in Daizhou City. It was Yang Yanzhao who changed his life and made him do something he didn't dare to think of.

Invincible, invincible, this kind of omnipotent feeling is really good.

Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping's statement, Meng Liang and Jiao Zan looked at each other. At the beginning, they followed Yang Yanzhao, thinking that they could kill the enemy and serve the country and make some achievements.

All this is just for the glory of the ancestors.

The most dangerous and rich thing in the world is undoubtedly to kill the king and seize the throne. If you lose, you will lose your life. But if you succeed, it will be from the skill of the dragon, which can be said to ascend to heaven in one step.

It doesn't seem to be a loss for these two helpless men to gamble and win a lifetime of glory and wealth.

The sweaty palm of his hand wiped on the robe. Meng Liang smiled and said, "Someone and Meng Erge are living a life of licking the edge of the knife. Naturally, there will be no objection. If it can be exchanged for a benevolent king, be diligent in politics at home, pointing out by foreign knives and fighting, and submit to all countries, it is also a merit?"

"What the third brother said is very true, and I also like to join in the fun. If I can participate in this kind of earth-shaking event, I will not have a long face. I will mention it in the future, but it will be very beautiful."

Jiao Zan also smiled. This joke also eased the atmosphere.

"Thank you brothers."

Yang Yanzhao hugged his fist and thanked Zhang Qian, and then turned his head and said, "Qiu Bai, don't go to this muddy water. Take Biyue and Aunt Zhang to Songzhou City. For the time being, settle down in the 'water clouds' and wait for the matter to be over, and then go back to Bianliang."

The sweat on his white face was still dripping down, and the fear in Zhang Qian's eyes had not yet dissipated. Hearing this sentence, he immediately trembled and took two steps back.

After a long time, I looked up and stared at Yang Yanzhao. "That year, in Zhujie Lane, in order to exhaust the wind, you killed Qiu Feng with a long gun. At that time, I felt that Brother Yan Zhao was not very human. Later, you won the champion, went to southern Fujian, built academies, and did countless extremely powerful things. You became more and more famous, but you have never abandoned me, Zhang Qiubai. At this moment, you and Yuan Pei are in danger. How can I leave at ease?

His face was Qi Qiqi, and Zhang Qian's thin shoulders trembled. This is, Yang Yanzhao also found that he seemed to have not had a long relationship with this brother for a long time. Maybe he didn't know what he was thinking for a long time.

"Qiu Bai..."

As soon as he was about to speak, Zhang Qian interrupted him, "Brother Yanzhao, don't say too much. I won't leave. I'll stay here to help you, even if it's a small matter."

There was a surge in his chest. Yang Yanzhao came forward and patted Zhang Qian on the shoulder. He didn't say much, but just said, "Good brother..."

It was night. Haosheng discussed it in the small courtyard. In the end, everyone watched Yang Yanzhao go out alone.

Immediately, Xiao Muchun also integrated into the night and headed in the direction of the prince's mansion.

King Qin's Mansion, Secret Room.

Zhao Tingmei listened to her confidant and reported that someone came to visit him. She immediately put down the cup in her hand with a smile and said to Lu Dorsun, who had not yet left, "No, as soon as he said, he arrived."

"Since the prince wants to meet the guests, the old minister will leave first."

Shaking her hand, Zhao Tingmei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Lord Lu is his own. There is no need to look at it like this. Yang Jing came here for that matter. Lord Lu can stay here for a good discussion.

Not long after, Yang Yanzhao was introduced into the secret room. Zhao Tingmei came forward and said eagerly, "Yan Zhao, why did you come late at night? Is there something important?"

"I have met the prince."

After taking off the bucket hat, Yang Yanzhao bent down and raised his head. He happened to see Lu Duoxun, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But then he was relieved. He also heard about Zhao Tingmei's affairs in the early morning. This was a statement. He was willing to cooperate with himself. Now Lu Dorson is here, and he is probably discussing strategies.

After saluteing Lu Duoxun, Yang Yanzhao turned his head and did not circle with Zhao Tingmei. He said directly, "Your Majesty, I need you to save people."

Hearing the words, Zhao Tingmei's face became solemn and she sighed, "Yan Zhao, you can see that it's not that I don't want to, but this matter is really too difficult. Today, I quarreled with the official family and knelt outside the Zichen Hall for a day, but the official family is not allowed to be my king, which made Long Yan angry, alas. ......”

She sighed again, and Zhao Tingmei's face was full of embarrassment.

Seeing this appearance, Yang Yanzhao understood that tonight was no longer on the carriage, and Zhao Tingmei did not need to bother to attract him.

Nowadays, the lives of Luo's women and others are at stake. Yang Yanzhao has no time to negotiate the price. He can only put down and beg Zhao Tingmei.

Ask him to rebel and become emperor!

"Your Majesty, I don't know if what I said at the beginning can be counted?"

Hearing this sentence, a flash of light flashed in Zhao Tingmei's eyes. Later, she frowned again, full of bitterness. "Of course, I calculated it, but later I thought about your words and felt that the timing was still uncomfortable. I should listen to your words and then make a plan."

"Your Majesty, Yang Jing has a photo of the previous emperor."

Yang Yanzhao didn't know when Zhao Tingmei would go around and directly said the only thing in his hand that could make the other party excited.

Sure enough, when this sentence came out, Zhao Tingmei turned around and grabbed Yang Yanzhao's sleeve. "Are you serious?"

"The words are true, and they can't be faked."

"Where are the photos?"

"It's not on me at this moment."

Zhao Tingmei suddenly let go of her hand, and her face immediately became gloomy. "Bold, Yang Jing, are you kidding me?"

"The minister dares not, my lord, the last photo is at the place of Princess Jinhua. Yang Jing has witnessed it once before, but he is just worried that this matter is too much involved, so the prince asked in time last time and did not dare to tell the truth."

The photo is really on the side of Princess Jinhua.

Zhao Tingmei and Lu Duoxun looked at each other and couldn't help but look at the Buddha with new eyes. Such secret and unbelievable things turned out to be true.

Her face became solemn. Zhao Tingmei sat back in her position and stared at Yang Yanzhao. "What did the posthumous photo say?"

"The posthumous photo is the arrangement of the late emperor's succession to the throne. Let the prince take charge of the country, wait until he goes west in the future, and then hand it over to the descendants of Taizu."

Here, Yang Yanzhao deliberately erased Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Tingmei as emperors in the posthumous photos, and ignored the five-year period, which was exactly what Zhao Tingmei needed.

If you force the palace to seize the throne, if there is no name, it is just like a teacher who is not famous, and you will be criticized by the world. However, if there is a legacy of the former emperor, it is to calm the chaos and help Zhao's country. This is the right thing.

"I want to see the posthumous photo, otherwise how can I know if you are cheating with me?"

"Your Majesty, if the imperial edict is not this, what does Yang Jing do for you? As for the imperial edict, the princess will not see Yang Jing and will not take it out, and Yang Jing will not look for her until the prince agrees."

The imperial edict is Yang Yanzhao's biggest support. What's the use of pulling Zhao Tingmei on the ship with this?

"If I want to see the edict, if it's true, how can I sit idly by and pay my life back to the Song Dynasty!"