This is a side hall, with exposed corridors and cold room temperature, giving it a bit of desolation. This was the sleeping hall of the former Empress of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Defang and his sister Princess Yongqing, who had become a monk and became a master of Dingru, were sitting at the table, talking to the sickly-looking Empress Song. In the past two years, Zhao Guangyi's wariness towards them has gradually disappeared and he no longer monitors them closely.
, so it is not difficult for them to see Empress Song. Empress Song has not been in good health in the past two years, and the dangerous situation has made her health worse and worse. Empress Song, who was as charming as a rich peony at the time, is now a
The face is haggard and the bones are straight.
Zhao Defang is now a few points taller than her sister. There is a touch of light fur on her lips. Although she still has a bit of childishness, she has a much more mature temperament than her peers. In another year, she will turn sixteen.
He is qualified to be crowned king.
Yongqing's figure is still so petite. A few years of Buddhism and the influence of the Qingdeng Ancient Scrolls have caused her temperament to change a lot. Now she is quiet, delicate, with restrained charm, and she is harmonious. She is no longer what she was back then.
That little girl who is cute and willful, like a happy magpie all day long.
Over the past few years, Zhao Guangyi has gradually secured his position as emperor, and their hope of revenge has become increasingly slim. Every time they get together, they think of their husband's (father's) feud, and the three of them, mother and son, always sit across from each other and sigh, feeling dejected.
Just now, there was some movement from the palace. The mother and son stood under the eaves of the palace and looked around. They knew that the palace had caught fire. When asked about the specific reason, the palace maids and servants could not explain it.
Come on, now the scope of their actions is limited to this side palace. They can't find out the details, and they don't want to inquire about things that have nothing to do with them, so they returned to the palace and sat down to resume the conversation.
Yongqing said: "Mother, the emperor's uncle has now been sent to Chang'an. If he is willing to stop now, that's fine. If not, I'm afraid there will be unfavorable actions to the emperor's uncle in the future. The emperor's uncle has always been content with himself, and no one dares to do so.
If we fight with him, we still can't tolerate him. Next year Defang will be eligible to be crowned king and build a palace. With his personality, will he let Defang grow up? Every time my daughter thinks about it, she really can't sleep or eat."
Empress Song covered her mouth and coughed a few times, frowning and said: "In the civil and military affairs of the court, who can we, orphans and widows, rely on? The old ministers have either been demoted from the capital, or they have become loyal to him. Our family's lives are at stake."
Now that everything is in his hands, what else can you think of?"
Yongqing raised his eyebrows and said with tears: "The enemy has seized the emperor and is free and easy, but we...can't even guarantee Defang's life. I am not willing to accept it. There is no one in the court who can rely on, and Yang Hao from the northwest..."
Zhao Defang's face darkened and she said angrily: "Sister, don't mention him!"
Yongqing sighed and said: "Defang, I know you are dissatisfied with him, but now it is Zhao Guangyi who sends troops to attack Hexi, not Yang Hao who plots against me, the Song Dynasty. Changing places, if it were you, would you be willing to do it?
Do you want to poke it? Think about it, Hexi was originally a place where various barbarians lived together. The Central Plains dynasty went from Liang, Jin, Han, Zhou to our Song Dynasty. It has never been our Central Plains territory. Although Yang Hao occupied it, it was still our Song Dynasty after all.
The officials in Hexi are much closer to me in the Song Dynasty than the Hu leaders in Hexi were in the past. If the imperial court can keep calm and win people's hearts with kindness and power, Hexi will be naturalized in the Central Plains sooner or later, so there will be no weapons..."
Zhao Defang interjected: "No matter what, if he takes the territory and proclaims himself the emperor, it is a rebellion. Can we still expect him to be a loyal minister? Can we still bring outsiders to destroy our Zhao family? If he takes the territory and proclaims the emperor,
He is so treacherous that there is no hope for him."
Yongqing's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If this country's surname is not Zhao, what does it have to do with us? If you rely on me, if you can save your father's hatred and keep you safe, but there is a borrowing point.
Nothing to rely on!"
Zhao Defang suddenly stood up and said sternly: "How can sister say such a thing? This world was brought down by my father himself. He is dead and cannot be resurrected. Should we give up the foundation created by our father to outsiders again?"
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When Empress Song saw the conflict between her siblings, she looked anxiously at the door of the palace and said repeatedly: "Keep your voice down, keep your voice down. If these words reach his ears, it will be a disaster."
Zhao Defang glanced back, lowered his voice, and sneered: "Zhao Guangyi can kill the king and seize the throne, but there is one thing that he cannot take away no matter what, and that is... the ancestral temple and the country. My father is the founding emperor.
He is the Taizu of the Song Dynasty. No matter how despicable he is, he will never be able to take away this honor! Defang is incompetent, and the enemy who killed his father is so close that he cannot avenge it, but... no matter what, I cannot destroy it with the help of outsiders.
Daddy’s kingdom!”
Yongqing slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed down: "Buddha said: After a hundred kalpas of false orders, your work will not be destroyed. When the fate meets, you will receive the retribution. How long will it take for dad to realize this blood feud?
Cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded..."
In the Hall of Wende, Zhao Guangyi was reviewing the memorials while holding a candle. Suddenly he felt agitated and couldn't help but put down the memorials in his hands. He stood up and walked to the side and opened the window.
It was snowing again, and heavy snow was falling. His eyes were confused, and his heart was also confused.
Frankly speaking, he still likes the character of his eldest son. However, this son is really too troublesome. Not to mention his elbows are turned outward, and now he is so angry that he burns too much.
**, like crazy, refused to calm down after being restrained, and now he fell asleep after taking the medicine from the imperial doctor. Is this son really his best choice?
Unexpectedly, he remembered what happened to Zhao Defang just now. Today, Yong Qinghe and Defang came to visit the emperor's sister-in-law. It was late at night. Yongqing was staying in the palace, but Defang had to leave. When leaving the palace, he couldn't be with him
I bumped into this nephew who is still young, but has a calm temperament, uprightness and resoluteness. He also answers correctly in front of me and knows how to advance and retreat. He is very different from the little nephew who rode on his neck to pick fruits.
But somehow, Defang's respect and gentleness always gave him a sense of unease in his eyes, as if he was wearing a mask of humility and gentleness on Defang's face, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
He was more afraid of Zhao Defang than the moody Zhao Dezhao.
Next year, he will be sixteen years old. In order to stop everyone in the world from talking, on the surface he regards the children of the late emperor as his own. He will have to show that the title of a prince is indispensable, but his eldest son
Almost crazy, the other children are still young, Guangmei has been crowned the king, once Defang is also crowned the king, then if he wants to abolish the crown prince...
Zhao Guangyi frowned slightly, and the heavy snow fell one after another, blurring his figure and covering up the chilling look between his brows.
This heavy snow provided Bisu with a good opportunity.
He was originally a thief, a master thief who traveled across Hebei Province, stealing the belongings of high-ranking officials and senior officials, and stealing the hearts of young girls and young wives. The world gave him a nickname called "Fushenshou". Later, he followed
Zhu Yun, the most outstanding female assassin in the Jisi Hall, has learned the Five Elements Escape Technique, which is a far more advanced stealth technique than the Fuso Ninja who is the most upright person in the Forbidden Army. Now, she has mastered the domineering Grand Mudra Kung Fu.
As an assassin, he is considered the most powerful assassin.
Yang Hao once promised to help him deal with Zhao Guangyi, but he is the emperor of Xia and Zhao Guangyi is the emperor of Song. How long will it take for the king to meet the king? Bisu is already a little desperate for Yang Hao's promise.
He didn't want to wait any longer, he wanted to use his own ability to avenge Shuiyue.
The sky is covered with heavy snow, and there is a bright moon in my heart.
Bisu quietly sneaked into the Forbidden Palace of the Song Dynasty.
The heavy snow provided him with the best cover. When he threw his gray clothes on the ground, he was completely the same color as the heavy snow. Even if he walked closer, no one would notice that there was a person there.
Bisu sent Fei Gou into the palace and lurked quietly in the snow for nearly a stick of incense before seizing the moment when two patrol teams of the Forbidden Army crossed each other and escaped into the depths of the Forbidden Palace. After passing the second
With a line of defense, it would be much easier for him. There would be no soldiers everywhere in the palace. After crossing the outer line of defense, it would be much easier to go inside.
As an excellent thief, Bisu had carefully studied the architecture of the wealthy compound. He had to clearly identify the location of the master's room, the location of the warehouse, and understand the daily patrol routes of the servants and guards. But inside the palace,
But it is different from ordinary wealthy families. There are towering palaces everywhere, with cornices and horns. They are generally similar. It is not an easy task to find out the whereabouts of the emperor. The ape usually hangs on the cornices of a palace.
After looking around carefully for a long time, he quietly slid down the huge pillar and dived forward.
In Wende Hall, Zhao Guangyi returned to the palace. Under the corridor outside the palace, two imperial guards stood upright wearing raincoats and snow, holding steel knives in their hands.
The snow was falling heavily, and there were two guards with swords standing at the end of the corridor of Wende Hall. There was an illusory figure sliding towards them silently on the snow. If you look carefully, there is nothing strange on the snow, just because of the heavy snow.
The difference in thickness is a slight difference in light and shade from the perspective of light. This difference is completely negligible, because the returning wind blows and the falling snowflakes are already different in thickness.
So, when a snowman suddenly jumped up strangely on the snow and rushed towards them like lightning, the two imperial guards were shocked. Before they could draw their swords and scream, a pair of hands reached towards their throats. The strike was like lightning,
With two soft "clucks", the throat bones were immediately crushed. Before the two guards could collapse, the snowman moved his hands and threw them into the dark corners on the left and right. Then, he
He immediately slid backwards and sank into the snow again.
An officer in his early thirties came over. He seemed to hear something. He looked around and found no movement. He loosened his grip on the handle of the knife and slowly turned around and walked back. It seemed that he didn't care at all.
I know there were originally two guards here.
Behind him, snowflakes flew up, and a ghostly snowman reappeared from the snow. A large hand reached for the back of the officer's neck. With the strength of his hand, he could easily strangle the officer's neck without any effort.
Let him make a little noise. Bisu has already captured a chamberlain and found out the culprit behind the bloody massacre in Jiangzhou. Zhao Guangyi, Shuiyue's great enemy, is in this palace at the moment.
The officer had already turned around, but Bisu stood up and brought only a wisp of breeze, but he was immediately aware of it. He had just noticed the disappearance of the two soldiers, but he calmed down and deliberately
An empty door was revealed. Unexpectedly, someone really had the audacity to break into the palace. When he noticed something was wrong, he turned around suddenly and chopped off his head with the steel knife in his hand like a sword.
Bi Su, who pounced forward, missed by a hair the whistling steel knife that stirred up snowflakes all day long. He moved sideways like a ghost and swept away with his legs.
With a "poof" sound, he was defeated. The officer was knocked backwards by his kick and fell five steps. He staggered and finally stood up. Bisu was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a person in the palace.
Master, this officer wearing the uniform of the Forbidden Army actually has excellent horizontal kung fu.
Bi Su let out a low cry, his palms flew like fists, and with incomparable force, he attacked the officer fiercely. His kung fu was in his hands. The officer could withstand his kick, but he might not be able to withstand it.
He struck a palm, and the two men were fighting with fists and daggers. Although it was slow, it was just an instant. The officer was hit by his palm on the edge of the chest. He felt like being hit by a sledgehammer. His chest was shaken and his throat was sweet.
, he held back a mouthful of blood, took advantage of the situation, turned his strength, retreated eight feet, and then shouted: "There is an assassin!"
Bi Su was very fast, turning into a faint shadow in the snow. He slapped the steel knife in his hand with a horizontal palm. The strong force almost cracked the tiger's mouth. The steel knife flew away from his hand, and then he struck out with both hands.
, "Puff puff puff puff" eight palms in a row, Bi Su advanced continuously, and the officer retreated continuously. Every time his body paused, he was slapped again by Bi Su. After eight palm strikes, the officer's entire chest collapsed.
, two ribs were broken, and the internal organs were rotted like mud.
But at this time, several more people flashed out from the corner of the hall, inside the hall, and from behind the pillars. Just looking at their body movements, none of them had any martial arts skills inferior to the officer who had just been killed. "Bang, bang, puff!" fists and palms clashed.
Several people surrounded them, and the powerful attack was like the cross-current of the sea, causing the snowflakes to splash, being stirred by the strong wind, and hitting the face with pain like a knife.
Bisu is like a dragon in the stormy sea. If he follows the turbulent waves or rides up against the violent waves, the fists and palms of the two parties will intersect and hit the human body from time to time, making the sound of being defeated. These people not only have superb martial arts,
Moreover, each of them possesses powerful hard skills. With one opponent against many, each palm cannot be used with full strength. Even if someone is injured, they will not lose their fighting power immediately.
At this time, some more guards appeared in all directions. The ones holding guns and drawing swords were all ordinary guards just like the guards who were choked to death by Bi Su. The few in front were standing firmly with bare hands.
There, in terms of martial arts, no one is inferior to the people who are fighting against Bisu. It's just that when such masters compete, three or four people attack one person together, and the wind and rain are sealed from all directions. No matter how difficult it is for others,
When the police came, those people just stood outside and controlled all escape directions.
Bi Su was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that he would encounter so many masters before he even got close to his master. Although their martial arts were inferior to his, a good tiger couldn't fight a pack of wolves. Under their combined attack, he had no chance at all.
No. Are there so many masters in the imperial palace?
Yang Hao often travels here and there, visiting battle formations in person. For safety reasons, he also has a group of personal iron guards around him, but none of those iron guards can match these masters of the Forbidden Army. These Forbidden Army guards are superb in martial arts and powerful in battle.
He had rich experience against the enemy. Under their encirclement, Bisu rushed left and right. No matter how powerful his fists were, he could never take another step closer to the Wende Palace. At this time, he had not seen Zhao Guangyi.
It is conceivable that when he rushes to Zhao Guangyi's side, the masters who personally protect Zhao Guangyi will be much more powerful than the guards he encounters now.
The emperor is rich all over the world, and of course he has attracted many strange people from the world. The Imperial City Division has been established since the founding of the Song Dynasty. It is mainly responsible for the safety of the imperial city and palace. How can we not try our best to recruit experts from all over the world? In fact, Yang Hao has many experts under his command.
It's just that most of these experts have been sent by Yang Hao to perform some difficult and special tasks. Even the dog that likes to cling to Uncle Yang has been sent out. Naturally, there are no particularly outstanding talents left by his side.
Yang Hao likes to send the strongest and most trustworthy people outside to take charge of the overall situation and bear important responsibilities, while Zhao Guangyi likes to keep the strongest and most trustworthy people by his side. This is how the two of them deal with each other.
A big difference.
The fighting here has alarmed Zhao Guangyi. He stood at the door of Wende Palace and looked at this bold assassin coldly. In front of and behind him, there were eight old men in their fifties standing in regular clothes. To that station, Yuan
Stopping Yuezhi, he looked extraordinary. Zhao Guangyi gave some instructions in a low voice, and then two old men stepped forward.
"Nine-five Supreme Beings are indeed not easy to approach. There is no chance today. If I don't leave, I will have to stay here in vain!"
Bisu gritted his teeth, suddenly exhaled, and roared, his palms suddenly turned red, and the Huo ground became a circle bigger, and two giant spirit palms rushed forward, with a loud crackling sound, and then
The pressure on the several guards increased sharply, and they felt that this force was irresistible. They subconsciously retreated and evaded, and Bisu rushed out of the gap that had been opened, roaring out.
Two guards only had time to slap him on the back, but he used the power of these two palms to speed up. Between the two sweeps, the encirclement of these guards stood out. The peripheral guards who were waiting for him immediately
He jumped forward, but unexpectedly Bisu sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist in front of him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he raised his hand and flew out a flying claw from his sleeve, which was worthy of being kissed by an owl on the top of the central hall. He jumped into the air and three
In the next two steps, he climbed to the top of the palace.
Zhao Guangyi sneered and said: "Catch him alive. I want to see who is so bold and dares to take the emperor's idea!"
Without waiting for his orders, the guards rushed after him. In an instant, the palace alarm sounded loudly, and teams of guards and warriors were dispatched in all directions. Bi Su took a strong breath and climbed over the wall. The slippery glazed tiles were as smooth as walking on the ground under his feet.
Relying on his superb light body skills and a flying claw in his hand, Bi Su's figure disappeared among the palaces and pavilions, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the Forbidden Palace...