Chapter 207 The Wrath of the Lord 7

The hall was extremely quiet. Everyone stared at Zhao He, who was kneeling on the ground, with astonishment.

Even the master is the same.

Under the dominant advantage, Zhao He chose an unexpected way to end the dispute, which puzzled most people.

Only Zhao Xin looked at Zhao He, who bowed his head and was gloomy. Thinking of what he said to himself on the roof that day, he seemed to have some understanding in his heart.

This cold throne may be a dream in the eyes of others, but in Zhao He's eyes, it may be a burden. He took on the heavy burden that he shouldn't have at the age he shouldn't have, and even lost his most precious family affection for this. It seems to him how incomprehensible it is for him to have sex with each other, but he has to face it face to face.

So he was probably really tired and wanted to end all this by choosing to give in to his father. Fei Yi stood behind him and stopped talking. After all, he lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Since you are the king, you should have the right to choose your own destiny. I have done everything I have to do.

The first person to react was Zhao Cheng. He shouted sharply, "Your Majesty, by all."

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the tens of millions of people of the State of Zhao. Do you want to be loyal to your ministers?"

"Unclezu, I've already thought about it." Zhao He turned his head and said in an surprisingly calm tone.

"It's better for the widow to abdicate than to let Zhao people kill each other. This throne was given to me by my father. If he wants to take it, he will take it. I don't want to see anyone bleed and someone die again.

Zhao Chengqi laughed and couldn't stop sneering; "Your Majesty, you are too naive. Do you think you can solve everything if you want to abdicated? Let me tell you, even if the master's father walks out of this palace as a winner, your supporters will continue to fight outside, and the whole State of Zhao will be in chaos.

"Because there is no way out. You are the supreme king of Zhao. When we choose to support you, we have already put the life, wealth, honor and humiliation on you. Everyone has no way out. Your retreat will only make Zhao more chaotic."

Zhao Cheng pointed angrily to the outside of the palace and said, "If you don't believe it, go out and shout, let those soldiers who fight for you put down their weapons and let them put their chests on the sword front of the rebels. Let's see if they will agree. Almost all the Zhao clans are on your side, but you abandon them. Then we have to set up a new king. Even if the old minister dies, he will die loyally for the State of Zhao.

Turning his head and looking at the master, he said harshly, "Zhao Yong, you are satisfied today. Look at the good things you have done and let Zhao kill each other. Is this the result you want?

Zhao Cheng's words were extremely tragic and even implied threats. This was something that Zhao Cheng had never thought of, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

In his opinion, the throne was just a struggle between him and his father, but he didn't expect it to be the choice of the whole clan.

He is not a fool. It is impossible not to know that the abolition of the monarch has been dominated by the prince many times in the history of the State of Zhao. For the whole clan, as long as the person on the throne is surnamed Zhao, it can protect the interests of the Zhao family. As for who it is, it doesn't seem to be absolutely important.

Zhao Yong looked at his son kneeling on the ground and listened to the threat in Zhao Cheng's words. He didn't say a word for a long time.

The flashing fire was imprinted on his face, but his expression was uncertain. He didn't expect that things had developed so far. He thought everything was under control, but now it seems to be a joke in the world. He realized that since his abdication, the pattern of the whole State of Zhao had long changed. The princes and nobles who had chosen to submit under the strong pressure of his royal power climbed out of the ground one after another, and the new king they set up became the goal and motivation for their close unity.

It's not so much that his son Zhao He fought for the king's power, but that the whole power of the State of Zhao was fighting against him. Zhao He was just involuntarily pushed to the front by them. After all, his change violated the interests of the upper class of the whole State of Zhao, causing those worms in the State of Zhao to suffer heavy losses. They cut off the hand of the public family to control the State of Zhao. They have no reason not to hate themselves.

And the beginning of all this is when you go your own way and think that everything is under control.

Even so, he will not regret, will not flinch, and will still be full of fighting spirit.

Because he is Zhao Yong, the man who can despise the world. In his eyes, nothing can defeat him, and the strength of the enemy will only arouse his more vigorous fighting spirit.

Regret is just an excuse for the coward to face failure, and Zhao Yong is the strongest man in the world.

The only thing that can touch the softest part of his heart and makes him worry about it is this continuous family affection.

So he looked at his son kneeling on the ground, and his eyes gradually softened.

This is his favorite son. Every time I look at his beautiful face, I can't help thinking of Meng Yao, the woman who came to him like a dream, the woman he loved most and deeply apologized in his life.

More importantly, reason told him that he must not abolish Zhao He's throne, otherwise civil unrest would come in an instant. If the State of Zhao declines at this time, the State of Qi and the State of Qin will definitely not let go of this opportunity, together with the allies of Wei, South Korea and even the State of Yan, how can they know whether they will also fish in troubled waters and get a piece of the soup? If the State of Zhao declines or even perishes as a result, Zhao Yong can't absolve himself from the blame even if he dies.

Zhao Yong shouted to Zhao He in a low voice, "Get up."

Zhao He was stunned, but he still stood up and lowered his head.

Zhao Yong's eyes became more and more fierce and he scolded, "You are the king of the State of Zhao, and the Lord of Zhao can only kneel to the ground. Who let you kneel down to me? You know it's wrong."

Zhao He lowered his head and whispered, "Father, I know it's wrong."

He looked at the people behind him and hesitated for a while before saying, "Father, these people are loyal ministers of the State of Zhao. I am the King of Zhao, so they are loyal to me, and there is no fault in reason. Father, please don't hold them accountable, otherwise it may chill the hearts of ministers all over the world.

After a pause, he said with a bitter face: "As for me, I was the king of Zhao set up by you. If my father is dissatisfied, he can take it back..."

Unexpectedly, the master father stared at him and said fiercely, "Bulls, do you think the seat of King Zhao is the seat you want, and you don't sit if you don't sit? When you ascended the throne, I told you that once you sit in this seat, you will not belong to yourself, but to the whole State of Zhao. Have you forgotten?

Zhao He couldn't guess the meaning of his father's words, so he was speechless and just nodded.

Zhao Yong continued to sneer and said, "What's more, who told you that I was going to abolish you?"

Humu turned to Zhao Chengfeiyi and said with awe-inspiring eyes, "This is just a private matter for our father and son. It's you people who gather troops to make trouble with bad intentions. Obviously, it's just a small matter, but you want to make such a big move, which makes me ashamed of Zhao for no reason.

After saying that, he stared at Zhao Xin and said, "You are the same. I just want you to go back to the camp, but you made such a big noise. It's time to go back and get fifty whips.

Zhao's confidence knew that his father wanted to resolve this matter, and he also understood it. He just thought of the fifty whips and couldn't help grinning and muffled, "The last general knows the crime."

"Why don't you let An Pingjun go?"

Zhao Xin was stunned. Although he was reluctant, he had to let Zhao Cheng go.

"As for you." The master looked at Zhao Cheng and others, and his voice became more and more severe.

"You are in charge of the rebellion without permission, and your sins are unforgivable. But you don't know it. Although it is against the law, it is commendable for its loyalty and righteousness. Therefore, each person will be fined for one year and go back to think behind closed doors for three days.

Zhao Cheng and Fei Yi were stunned and looked at each other, knowing that the father wanted to expose the matter. It seems that the master is a smart man after all. He knows that if he acts strongly, the State of Zhao will have civil strife. Whether public or private, he doesn't want to see the powerful State of Zhao, which he built himself, declines because of civil strife.

Since they know that things can't be done, otherwise they will only hurt both sides. Zhao Cheng and Feiyi just bowed their heads to respond.

"You should also be punished as the king of Zhao." Zhao Yong stared at Zhao He again.

"You, as the king of Zhao, have been under strict control, which has led to disasters. From now on, all the offerings in the palace will be halved for punishment."

Zhao He was sad. He didn't know whether he was happy or sad. He just bowed and gently answered, "My son is willing to be punished."

Zhao Yong pressed the hilt of the sword, and the tiger's eyes looked around His Royal Highness and shouted loudly. "My edict is that today's matter is just a misunderstanding. No one can mention it in the future. Those who participate are innocent and will never be investigated in the future. At the same time, it is necessary to strictly order the sergeants not to spread it, and those who violate the order will not be forgiven.

As soon as the master said this, everyone present had a wide heart. After a short hesitation, they all said in unison; "No."

"Zhao Xin, go back to the palace."

More than a dozen Yulin surrounded the master and strode away from the hall. Soon, Yulin and other troops who were fighting outside also received a military order and retreated and returned to the camp. The city guard withdrew from the palace, and Handan City quickly regained calm.

In a house not far from the palace, the two were sitting opposite each other, staring at the chessboard. The only difference is that the white man is indifferent, while the other person is a little absent-minded.

"The third and ninth road, your situation is not good." Li Dui gently dropped his son and looked at Zhao Jian with a smile on his face. The stable control center of Baizi in Qipan Mountain has occupied more than half of the country, while the situation of Heizi is not good, but it is a corner of bitter support.

"The game cares most about the state of mind. You are upset tonight, so you have lost three sets in a row."

Zhao Jian held the chess pieces in his hand and didn't fall for a long time. He just looked up at Li Dui and said, "Are we really going to do nothing here?"

Li Dui gently picked up the tea cup, took a sip and put it down. He smiled, "You're still a little anxious. Didn't you say that? Now doing nothing is the best countermeasure. It's hard to tell the winner. Don't we take it risk to put our lives into it?

Zhao Jian asked tentatively, "Aren't you afraid that the master will clean up Zhao Cheng and come back to us to settle accounts?"

Li Dui shook his head and pretended to smile relaxedly, "The city guard in Li Xi's hand, plus the guard of Xinqi, if they can't even protect the king, then Zhao Cheng and Feiyi are too useless."

"If Zhao Cheng occupies the winning face, won't he also want to trouble us? When Li Xi came to report, you sent him to Feiyi."

"You underestimate the Lord too much." Li Du glanced at Zhao.

"The master's father inherited the throne in the year of the weak crown. He hasn't seen any big scene for more than 30 years. Can this little storm be rare for him? Moreover, Zhao Xi and others led the army of the three battalions on the south side of Handan. The master must have made arrangements before entering the palace. What if the army besieged the city? You don't think that Zhao Cheng and others dare to kill their father after eating bear-hearted leopards.

"So you mean that the results will not be separated tonight?" Zhao Jian hesitated for a while before he fell down. But when he saw Li Dui fall, he clapped his hands and laughed, "You lost again."

"The number of wins and losses is five or five. The master's father is holding a heavy army outside, and the king has a lot of supporters inside. Unless it is reckless and desperate, no one can do anything about it. Neither the master nor the king wants to see this kind of scene, so today is doomed to be fine, and it is not the last moment to win.

Zhao Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Are you really so confident?"

Li Bai glanced at him and said, "That's natural. I may not be as good as you in terms of real talent, but when it comes to judging the situation, you are not my opponent."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the courtyard. He looked up at the sky with a white fish belly and said leisurely, "After tonight, everything will be clear."