The wine in my hand that was good suddenly no longer tasted good.

What Li Er said is true. The military generals of the Tang Dynasty were so complicated. Reporting excellent generals is like reporting the names of dishes. It is impossible to count them.

Moreover, the Tang Dynasty was really powerful, and now they account for half of the six big guys in my mind.

The king of scrolls.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty did not deserve its fame in vain, but...

"Li Er, you and your female emperor are no match. Your wife is both an emperor and she is very good."

Zhu Shangbing joked under the influence of his drunkenness and remained silent while listening to Li Er's shouting in his head.

None of the insiders told him the truth, firstly because they were afraid that they would not be able to accept the identity of the person, and secondly because they wanted to tease him. Since the last time he teased him, Li Er has become immune to the changes in the Xuanwu Gate.

In this case...

Taking advantage of the fact that he was still awake, he locked Li Er into a small dark room and walked towards Zhou Xing's camp.

…

In the Buddhist hall in the East Palace.

A woman dressed in moon-white clothing is kneeling devoutly in front of the Buddha statue to chant sutras. Her beautiful eyes are closed tightly. Although she is a mature woman, her charm is still there.

She is none other than the crown prince's step-concubine Lu, the mother of Zhu Yunwen.

When she heard the slave behind her say that Zhu Yunxi had been named the vassal king and was about to set off, her chanting voice stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes but was quickly replaced by indifference.

"Really? It's really pitiful. The child lost his mother when he was young, and when he grows up, he still goes out alone."

Even though he said this, his eyes were not at all distressed, but mixed with a little bit of schadenfreude.

The ones behind were just palace maids, who dared to listen more and quickly left.

After the palace maid left, Mrs. Lu restrained her compassionate attitude, stood up and looked at Zhu Yunxi's residence, clenched her hands into fists, and had an undercurrent of murderous intent.

"What if it's just a deception?"

No matter how much she recognized her son Zhu Yunwen, she could not be sure that Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely choose him.

And what if this is a deception.

What if Zhu Yuanzhang insists on wanting Zhu Yunxi to sit on the throne, and her years of hard work will go to waste to make wedding dresses for others?

impossible.

"Zhu Yunxi is only worthy of being my son's stepping stone."

She gritted her teeth tightly and almost growled when she said these words, she was already murderous.

Only the dead would be willing to be a stepping stone.

An old eunuch suddenly appeared and knelt respectfully at Mrs. Lu's feet, listening to her instructions.

"Let's find a better place to bury him. After all, he is a miserable child."

Buddha's mouth and snake's heart.

Mrs. Lu's smile was as bright as a flower, but the old eunuch turned around and left after hearing this. His steps were as brisk as flying, and he had some skills on his body.

Looking at the Buddha statue in the main hall, she knelt down devoutly again and prayed to the Bodhisattva.

Let Zhu Yunxi die without a burial place.

…

There is a bamboo forest somewhere outside the sky.

Watching the expensive carriage traveling through the forest, guarded by many soldiers, it was enough to reveal the identity of the people inside.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the people around him with a gloomy expression. Zhu Yuanzhang specially sent Mao Xiang to accompany him, because Zhu Shangbing had learned from the past and was afraid that someone with evil intentions would interfere with it and find someone to assassinate him.

As for escaping.

He is a disabled person and cannot leave on his own.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from outside, and several screams were heard.

"There are assassins to protect King Wu!"

The guards shouted and there were rapid footsteps.

Mao Xiang sat calmly inside, but he didn't know that the sword pierced the carriage and was only an inch away from him.

Those fanatics are still shouting.

"Today, sir, I will kill the royal guards like butchering dogs."

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Mao Xiang walked out with a smile and only said one sentence.

"What a loud tone."

In an instant, many Jin Yiwei dressed in Feiyu uniforms appeared, their embroidered spring knives glowing with cold light.

How can the sword in the emperor's hand be despised?

With the flash of swords and shadows, it didn't take long for this place to be bloodbathed.

But there were still ten people standing not far away. They were masked in black robes and were good at concealed weapons and poisonous needles. The guards in golden robes were unable to guard against them and several of them were hit by them.

Mao Xiang then raised his eyes and looked over there, only to hear a few people mocking him.

"Is this the emperor's eagle dog? It's just mediocre."

The words fell and the heads separated.

Everyone saw only a flash of silver light, and without even reacting, one person died.

At this moment, Mao Xiang was standing in front of the Jin Yiwei, looking at them with contempt, as if he was looking at ants.

The nine people were furious and decided to give it a try.

"Look at the needle!"

The one who was good at concealed weapons had just finished speaking and fell to the ground without even using the needle.

True villains die from talking too much.

For Mao Xiang, killing them was nothing short of easy.

but……

His blade paused on the last person and he asked.

"Who ordered it?"

But before he could ask why, the man vomited black blood and his eyes were about to burst.

Death warrior.

Although no one was left alive, fortunately Zhu Yunxi was safe and sound.

Seeing the frightened King Wu in the carriage, Mao Xiang wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say. According to the situation, he could only take Zheng Tian with him first and make a long-term plan.

…

Inside Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the table and stood up, looked at Mao Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, and asked.

"Our grandson was assassinated again?"

Another one almost made Mao Xiang stop.

He couldn't help but wonder why he was there both times, why couldn't he be replaced by a guard?

Of course, this sentence can only be buried in the heart.

"Yes, it's in the bamboo forest outside Yingtian. I just don't know who sent them. They are all dead soldiers."

To be able to dispatch so many dead soldiers, even a wealthy clan would be exhausted.

And Zhu Yunxi was just a vassal king, could he be from Hangzhou?

But there is plenty of money there, so there is no reason for him to do something treasonous and unethical.

Could it be...

He looked toward the East Palace, thoughtfully.

"Check, no matter what, we have to check and see where they came from."

If it's Hangzhou, it's nothing. At most, it's a dispute between officials and businessmen.

But if it was Yingtian who came out, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so dignified.

…

Inside the military camp.

"Your Majesty, do you really want this?"

After hearing Zhu Shangbing's plan, Zhou Xing was so frightened that he dared not say a word.
To be continued...