Updated: 2012-08-15

Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Cheng and said coldly, "Then what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?"

Zhao Cheng and Fei Yi looked at each other, but saw Fei Yi avoiding his gaze, lowered his head and did not express his opinion. He immediately cursed in his heart that this guy was indeed unreliable at the critical moment. It was Li Dui and Zhao He who had never shown up, and he clearly did not want to take this risk and wanted to push the whole thing on him.

However, Zhao Cheng was already in a difficult position at this time, and knew that since he had done this, he would have to do it to the end. Moreover, now he is his soldier, and his master's father is alone. It is a pity to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "The old minister couldn't bear to see Zhao's turmoil, so he asked his father to move to the Xin Palace and not interfere with Zhao's government affairs."

A sharp look flashed in Zhao Yong's eyes and said in a stern manner: "Uncle, do you want to put me under house arrest?"

Zhao Cheng nodded and admitted without stopping, "There is no two days, the people have no two masters. Master, you have been in charge of Zhao State for thirty years. Why not retire from the Xingong to celebrate your old age and make these tedious things worry about the younger generation."

Zhao Yong sneered, "What my uncle said is really nice, but you are nearly 60 years old and are still working on state affairs. Aren't you going to live your old age in your forty-five years?"

Zhao Cheng simply said, "Master, you must be clear, at this time, you can't help but be willing or not, but for the benefit of Zhao State you must move to the Xin Palace."

Zhao Yong sneered, raised the sword in his hand and said, "What if I don't agree, uncle, what do you want?"

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Then please forgive me for being rude."

He waved his hand suddenly. "Come, please invite the Lord's Father out of the palace."

"No." These soldiers were all the confidants of Zhao Cheng and Zhao Xi, so they naturally followed their orders. They immediately drew out their swords and forced them forward. Zhao Yong was furious and raised his sword to meet them.

Zhao He didn't say a word behind Zhao Cheng. When he saw these armored soldiers draw their swords, he seemed to have some realization. He wanted to stop talking, but turned his head but happened to see Fei Yi's gaze at him. Fei Yi slowly shook his head, his eyes full of helplessness. Zhao He hesitated for a while, but he didn't stop talking. He looked at the master's father in the field with a nervous look, hoping that those armored soldiers would not hurt his father.

At this critical moment, a fire suddenly sounded outside the palace, and the sound of killing shouts came one after another, as if a large army had entered the palace. Zhao Chengfeiyi and others changed their faces, and Zhao He even showed a look of fear. Zhao Yongze frowned at first, then seemed to have some realization, but he just blocked his sword in front of him, looking at the people in the palace with a arrogant expression.

A city guard officer stumbled into the palace and shouted to Li Xi, "Lieutenant, a large number of rebels entered the palace, and our army is fighting with the rebels."

Li Xi was shocked, stepped forward and grabbed his clothes and asked hurriedly, "Look clearly what kind of people are and how many people are."

The officer said anxiously, "I can't see many people in the dark, they look like the Yulin of the West Palace."

Li Xi was relieved when he heard that it was just Yulin. The city guards he brought this time were as many as 5,000, and the imperial guards that had been controlled by Xinqi were far above Yulin, which had only a thousand people. It seems that there is no danger.

"I will order you to immediately mobilize the troops in Nandaying to enter the palace to suppress the rebels, and block the nine gates at the same time, prohibiting anyone from entering and leaving Handan."

As soon as the words were finished, the officer had just answered his orders and left the door. He screamed in front of the palace gate. He grabbed his chest tightly and entered the tail of the arrow with his hands. He had no breath. Then, the sound of swords and swords intersecting outside the hall. With a few screams, more than ten Zhao troops in Yulin dress rushed into the hall. The first person was Zhao Xin.

The soldiers of the besieged master father retreated, and the Yulins protected the master father in groups, confronting the people brought by Zhao Cheng with vigilance.

Zhao Xin said in a deep voice, "Master, I will come late to save you, and I hope to forgive you."

Zhao Yong felt relieved and laughed, "It's time to come, why are you guilty?"

Seeing that the scene where he was sure to win was gone, Zhao Cheng pointed at Zhao He in anger and shouted angrily, "Okay, Zhao Xin, you actually mobilized the Yulin to siege the king. Are you not afraid of being implicated in the Nine Clans?"

Zhao Xin looked at the old man who had hated him to the core and sneered, "Oh, Zhao Cheng, you dare to hold the king to siege the master's father. Are you not afraid that your old bone will be crushed and ashes?"

"You..." Zhao Cheng was so angry that he pointed at Zhao Xin but didn't say anything.

After Zhao Xin said goodbye to his master's father, he rushed to the Yulin station in the West Palace and Zhao She, who was on the night, summoned Yulin with the talisman given by his master's father and rushed to the King of Zhao's bedroom immediately. However, he saw that all the three gates of the Eastern Palace were controlled by the city guards and the imperial guards. In his heart, the master's father must be in danger at this time and urgently needed his own help.

But Zhao Xin saw that the other party was several times more numerous than him. Although Yulin was elite, he might not be the opponent of the Imperial Guards, not to mention that there were a large number of city guards to help him. If he led Yulin to break through, he would not only suffer heavy casualties but also find it difficult to enter the king's bedroom.

Since a strong attack cannot be done, then you can only take wisdom.

He made a quick decision to split his troops with Zhao She. Zhao She led the main force of Yulin to enter the bedroom through the palace gate with great fanfare, and ordered the soldiers to raise torches and make a sound to boost their momentum. He himself brought more than a dozen agile Yulins to climb into the palace from the back wall and quietly covered them to the bedroom.

This move really worked. When the guard saw the Yulin army entering the palace gate, he immediately mobilized the army to counterattack. As for the tall palace walls behind him, he didn't have much thought, Zhao Xin turned a loophole and bypassed the main gate and went directly to the bedroom.

However, there were only more than ten people around Zhao Xin, and he was a little weak after all. Even compared with the soldiers in the palace, he was far inferior and could only stay close to the Lord's Father.

Zhao Cheng had calmed down at this time. He felt at ease when he saw Zhao Xin only had more than a dozen people invading, not a large army, and sneered, "You yellow-mouthed boy, do you think you can control the situation with just a few people?"

Zhao Xinwu danced a sword flower, but said with a smile, "If I say I can, do you believe it?"

Zhao Cheng laughed loudly, and was about to sneer, but when he saw a flash in front of him, Zhao Xin had already swung his sword and rushed towards him. He was shocked and hurriedly leaned back. Only then did he remember that Zhao Xin was very skilled in martial arts, but he could not underestimate him.

Dozens of soldiers beside Zhao Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop Zhao Xin, but saw Zhao Xin's figure slipping like a swimming fish. His body leaned against him and his feet were empty, and he almost slipped through the sword. Before Zhao Cheng could react, he felt a chill in his neck, and Zhao Xin's face was smiling in front of him.

"How?" Zhao Xinyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smug look. He took Zhao Cheng to his side again. Hao was not afraid of more than a dozen long swords pointing at him behind him, while the soldiers of Yulin applauded loudly and cheered for him.

Zhao Cheng's face looked like earth, but he refused to give in. Instead, he said sternly, "What if you can kill me? Can you still kill everyone with your own strength? You should be clear about what the crime of regicide is, but you must consider it carefully."

At this time, a large number of imperial guards who were notified had rushed into the hall, surrounded the master's father and more than a dozen Yulin swords and halberds. They were just afraid of Zhao Xin who was hijacking Zhao Cheng, so they did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng shouted: "King, please order to do it quickly. Don't care about the old minister. For the sake of Zhao, I'm not willing to die." After saying that, he came straight towards the sword, and wanted to seek death.

Zhao Xin never expected that this young master Cheng would be so fierce. He suddenly failed without rushing. Fortunately, he reacted in time and did not let Zhao Cheng die.

The halberds and armored soldiers who surrounded the Lord's father looked at Li Xi. Seeing him nodding slightly, they knew it and were about to go forward, but a loud shout came from behind him, "Get back."

Zhao He, who had been hiding behind him, stood out from the crowd, his little face tightened and tried hard to restore his normal expression, slowly walked out and stood in front of everyone. Seeing that it was King Zhao's order, the soldiers looked at each other and chose to obey their orders. They took a few steps back, and still looked at the master father and others with great vigilance.

Fei Yi hurriedly stepped forward to stop Zhao He and said, "King, dangerous."

Zhao He waved his hand away and said calmly, "Don't worry, master, I have my own sense of responsibility."

After saying that, he looked at the Lord's Father and continued to walk forward. The soldiers made way. Seeing Zhao He coming, Zhao Cheng hurriedly shouted, "You must not."

Zhao Xin ignored it and just continued to move forward. Yu Lin, who was standing in front of him, hesitated for a moment and gave in.

Zhao He walked to the master's father, and just raised his chest and raised his head hard to look at the father who was higher than him, but did not speak. Seeing his son's strange behavior, the master's father was a little puzzled but did not stop him. He just watched his son stubbornly looking at him with his head raised, his face was covered with tears, and his heart was still soft, and he was silent.

The father and son looked at each other silently for a while, but Zhao He slowly lowered his head. To everyone's surprise, he actually bent his knees and knelt in front of the Lord's father unexpectedly.

You should know that the so-called king only kneels on heaven and earth, and does not respect ghosts and gods. In the world, the only one who can bear his worship is the thick soil of heaven. Even his own parents will never allow him to kneel on him after he ascended the throne.

However, Zhao He just knelt quietly in front of his father, his voice extremely calm. "Father, I know that you don't like me now, and even hate me and hate me. Everything is my fault. I hope you don't get angry, my father."

"It is because I sat on this throne that my father abandoned me, and my elder brother hated me to the core. Countless people wanted to harm me and kill me. I was afraid, I was really scared, so I tried my best to protect myself."

"It's all because of this throne. The throne you forced to give me back. Now, if you want to take it back, take it back. My child has nothing to ask for. I just hope you can reward me with the palace where my mother lived and let me be an idle person for the rest of my life, okay?"
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