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Chapter 698: Candle Shadow and Axe Sound

Longde Palace.

"Why don't Dalang drink?"

Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Huan with a loving face.

"Dad didn't know anything. The national teacher said that the child's liver was injured by alcohol when he was taking the child's pulse, so he banned the child from drinking!"

Zhao Huan said.

"Why did Your Majesty believe that demon? I think that demon is just an old soldier of the imperial guards. I haven't heard of any magic in decades, so why did I suddenly become a god? Could it be that there is a demon possessed? Look at what he did in this city, and it doesn't look like a god. In half a year, it hurts the entire Bianliang to be in turmoil. How many innocent people are poisoned by him? I pity my child is still entangled in Tianqing Temple by him, and I don't know what he has ruined it!"

The King of Yue said hatefully.

Of course, he was a little guilty.

"King of Yue, I heard that Sandang is unwilling to go home by herself, right?"

Zhao Huan said with a smile.

"It must be that he used a magic trick. He is a virtuous child, but now he is crazy and shameless!"

Zhao Wei said gritting his teeth.

His daughter really refused to come back. Zhao Tanxiang lived with the national teacher so comfortable, all kinds of novel food and fresh things, and was free and easy. Although she was overwhelmed by a tree of pear blossoms, the national teacher was very good at playing. She, a young girl, could not hold on to the tricks of such an old monster? She had already fallen by this time. How could she live a shameless life happily every day?

"Whether the gods or demons, isn't this Bianliang City guarded by the National Master? Are the Jin soldiers killed by the Five Thunder Guns fake? Are the stone cannons, crossbows and ten thousand enemies fake? The National Master's treatment of illnesses and rescues in the city, so that almost all the injured people will be cured without medicine. Is it fake? If there is no National Master, I am afraid that my uncles, brothers and fathers will have become prisoners of the Jin army at this time, right?"

Zhao Huan said.

"Why does Your Majesty protect that demon man so much?"

King Yan Zhao Ma said.

"I am the king of the Great Song Dynasty, so naturally everything is for the country."

Zhao Huan sneered and said, "My grandfathers cannot stop the Jin army. However, the surrendered and fled in groups, who surrendered and fled from the Jin army, and the fugitives and the warriors who surrendered from the Jin army out of Tianjing Pass? My imperial guards cannot stop the Jin soldiers. The 120,000 troops on the bank of the Yellow River were completely destroyed. That was the 120,000 imperial guards. Even if the 120,000 pigs crossed the Yellow River, they could hit and kill several Jin soldiers! Who else can I count on? Can the King of Yan donate all his family wealth to recruit soldiers to help me defend the country left by Taizu Taizong? Last time the Jin army besieged the city and included the wealth of the people to bribe, the King of Yan seemed to have only taken out a hundred ingots of silver? Then why did you cry to me and complain that the national teacher had robbed 1,000 taels of gold and 5,000 taels of silver?

Didn’t you say that your family’s wealth was gone last time?

Then where did the national teacher come from?”

"Well?!"

Zhao Masa was speechless.

"I can't count on those civil officials and military generals, I can't count on those soldiers, and I can't count on you who are the descendants of Taizong. So who can I count on besides the national teacher, and who can keep the ten thousand miles of land left by Taizu Taizong for me?"

Zhao Huan slapped the table and shouted angrily.

"Don't be angry, come, come, drink this cup first. It's okay to have one or two cups, and you can't believe it all."

Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"Dad, the kid really can't drink it."

Zhao Huan also said with a smile.

"Dalang, this is what I gave you."

Zhao Ji said.

Zhao Huan smiled but said nothing.

"Why is this the elder brother? Even if he is the emperor, he should respect filial piety. What is the reason why my elder brother doesn't drink wine with his own hands? Do you still have any suspicion about my elder brother?"

His younger brother, King Yi, Zhao Qi, was erotic.

"Why don't you drink it?"

Zhao Huan said with a sneer.

“So what about drinking?”

Zhao Qi reached out to hold the wine glass, perhaps the movement was a little bigger. He suddenly tripped under his feet and fell to the table. The wine glass also fell to the table. However, Zhao Huan reacted very quickly. Before he could fall down, he grabbed the wine glass. At the same time, Zhao Gou also reached out and grabbed the wine glass. Then he exerted his force and poured all the wine in the glass onto the table.

"Now there is nothing to drink!"

Zhao Huan gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice.

After saying that, he turned around without any hesitation and walked out the door, but as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly turned around, and at the same time, something strange in his hand pointed at Zhao Qi who was following behind him.

Zhao Qi also had a small axe in his hand.

He just held the axe and froze there with a fierce face. Zhao Huan pressed the thing against his forehead with a sneer, and then the small axe in his hand fell, because he had seen that thing and had seen how to use it. It was given to Zhao Huan by the national teacher. Its function was the same as the Five Thunder Gun, but it was small and could be carried with you. After pulling the trigger, not to mention his head, even a stone could be broken...

"Brother, don't you think I have only those guards around me, do you?"

Zhao Huan, who was holding the Colt revolver, said.

This time-traveling picture adds a bit of joy to this bloody family dinner.

"Dad, is this your family dinner?"

He then said to Zhao Ji.

Of course he would not be prepared at all. In fact, he also brought a large number of guards led by Jiang Xuan and a team of Six-A magical weapons. However, because of his father's insistence, he was finally left outside with his father's confidants in Longde Palace. After all, it was too much to be surrounded by armored soldiers in this imperial family banquet. In the end, only a few maids and their family were left in the hall. Among these people, Zhao Huan was indeed alone, but firstly he thought he had won, and secondly, he felt that the family had still had a way out before they broke up. In addition, he had magic weapons with him. He was here with a pistol.

He had no longer dared to drink his father's wine since Yang Feng had even appeared last year. How could he be so stupid at this time? He really had to come to attend this family dinner alone.

He was also afraid of being killed by an axe!

However, he did not expect that he overestimated his father's integrity. His father, who is an outstanding artist, was so cruel and ruthless. Not only did he really prepare poison wine for him, but he also prepared an axe. Not only was Zhao Gou ambitious, but even his other brothers had ambitions. At this moment, everyone showed their true faces. He held a gun on Zhao Qi's forehead and looked at his brothers who were originally preparing to rush forward in the trembling of the latter.

"Dad, you won't say it has nothing to do with you, do you?"

He said sneeredly.

"Ah, they are all close relatives, why are they so troubled? I don't know that as a father, but Hachiro is your younger brother after all. Although he made a mistake by a moment of thought, you should still think that he will give him a way out for life when he is young. As for the father, this Longde Palace will be the one who will live forever. If you are not at ease, you will raise him here too. For a father, I really can't stand your brothers in jealousy."

Zhao Ji sat there and said with tears in his eyes.

"You always refuse to drink my wine, but there is nothing else in my wine. You are my own flesh and blood. Why should father and son doubt this? Wouldn't your mother be sad in the underworld?"

He said with a sad face.

While he was talking, he picked up the wine pot, then slowly poured himself a glass, raised it to signal to Zhao Huan, and then drank it into his mouth without hesitation. At this moment, Zhao Huan was also stunned. He looked at his father's tears blankly and looked at his father's drinking. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him. Before he could react, something hit his wrist hard. He let go of his hand and landed on the ground. He subconsciously opened his mouth and the hand that was about to scream was about to pounce on him, covering his mouth. Then Zhao Gou's fierce face appeared in his sight, and the latter held a small axe and slashed down fiercely.

"Kill this rebellious son!"

His father spit out the poisonous wine from his mouth and said.

Zhao Huan pushed away Zhao Qi, who wanted to suppress him, and rushed to the door like crazy, but at the same time, Zhao Gou grabbed him from behind, and threw him down with a fierce blow to the side, then raised his axe again...

"Ma'am, one step late!"

Yang Feng, who had integrated himself into the night through color simulation, looked at the closed doors and windows in front with regret and said.

The candlelight swaying in the hall was reflecting a group of strange black shadows. The image of the axe slashing down was shocking. He could even see blood spraying into the sky.

He was still one step late after all.

He realized that something was wrong after being notified by Jiang Xuan's people, but he was not too worried at first. After all, even if the guards and the Liujia divine weapons were blocked outside, the revolver in Zhao Huan's hand could basically be suppressed. The only ones attending the family banquet were Zhao Ji and his two younger brothers, Zhao Huan and his younger brothers. The latter was quite large, and Zhao Gou had twelve of them in the city, but in Yang Feng's impression, they were all useless. It was probably Zhao Huan who fired a shot and ran away.

Just the combat power of the old Zhao family...

That's really a group of wastes. Then there is another top scorer here! Prince Yun Zhao Kai secretly took the first place in the imperial examination, and later proudly told his father that he was the first, and Zhao Ji only gave the second place first.

Such a group of people have no combat power.

However, he forgot that Zhao Gou was different.

Zhao Gou can fight.

Not only can he fight but also has the level of a general. The Song Dynasty records that he can draw a bow of five stones. The Song Dynasty was written by Tutuo, so he should not be interested in giving it to Zhao Gou. After all, in the eyes of the Mongols, Zhao Gou is not worthy of respect. Even if he is based on the official Song Dynasty, this one stone is not very meaningful. He has to start with three stones to be considered flattering, and this has exceeded the level of infantry archers. The latter's standard is one stone.

He had no problem beating Zhao Huan with both physique.

"The order was sent by the demon Guo Jing. For half a year, he used magic to control the officials and tried his best to defeat him. Fortunately, he used magic to destroy it for me. However, the demon poison of the official family was already deep and was finally harmed by him. The prince was young. When the country was in trouble, I had to return to the court. King Kang was the Grand Marshal of the Army and led the army of the King of the City to kill this demon. The army of the Imperial Camp guarded the city and did not move it without any action. The demons in the city were eager to correct the mistakes and those who were stubborn were killed!"

At this moment, Zhao Ji's voice sounded in the hall, followed by a sound of worship.

Yang Feng left quietly without delay.
Chapter completed!
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