Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 201 Go and hitch the donkey cart to my brother!

In Funing Palace, Zhao Guangyi always felt uneasy.

Ever since he scolded his nephew away, he felt a little regretful.

It's not that he's afraid of hurting his nephew's fragile little heart, it's mainly because the persona he has always created as a good uncle is a bit broken, and he's afraid of affecting his image in the hearts of courtiers.

However, ever since he stuck his butt out and drove away in a donkey cart, Zhao Guangyi had no image to speak of.

Of course, Zhao Guangyi felt that he had it. The ministers knew that Zhao Guangyi didn't have it, but they didn't dare to say that he didn't have it, so they could only pretend that he had it.

It’s really a different kind of Emperor’s New Clothes.

"Wang Jien?" Zhao Kuangyin called.

"The old slave is here." Wang Jien stood up from the side.

"Go, go to Dezhao's place to have a look, take some people with you, and carefully prepare some belongings." Zhao Guangyi waved his hand, "I was in a bad mood just now, so I scolded him and told him not to take it to heart."

Wang Jien, who has always been good at observing words and emotions, did not see what Zhao Guangyi meant at this time.

The word "careful" really made him have to think more.

"Your Majesty." Wang Jien asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

As he said this, he secretly glanced at Zhao Guangyi.

Zhao Guangyi copied the memorial on the desk and threw it towards Wang Jien.

"My mother, you are a bitch, you are a believer! What kind of person am I?"

Wang Jien did not dare to hide, but just knelt on the ground and confessed that it was a capital crime.

In fact, I'm whispering in my heart, you don't just look like him, you are exactly that kind of person.

"De Zhao is the son of my dearest relative, friend, and brother. How could I harm him?"

Zhao Guangyi's words were so righteous that he seemed to believe them.

But once the situation changes, Zhao Dezhao will definitely be the first to die.

After throwing away two memorials, maybe he was also tired, Zhao Guangyi waved his hand: "Please step back, remember to prepare generous gifts."

"Yes." Wang Jien turned around and left quickly and gracefully.

As a result, as soon as he reached the door, he was thrust back with a spear.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" Wang Jien's mouth was shaking like a small motor, and he stuttered out his voice.

Hearing Wang Jien's call, Zhao Guangyi couldn't help but raise his head.

He was just about to curse when he saw a big black face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

Well, the expression was as dark as his face.

"Second brother?" Zhao Guangyi stood up and brought the cases in front of him forward with a creaking sound.

He stared at Zhao Kuangyin's big black face, and after a while he waved his hands wildly to deny: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I watched you buried with my own eyes! How could you come back?! You must be someone pretending to be someone else! Hahahaha... ...Zhao Dezhao, you are so ambitious that you really want to rebel! I saw you right!"

"Well, I think when my father was buried, my third uncle fainted several times and lay on the coffin." Zhao Dezhao testified for Zhao Kuangyin at the side, "It looks really sad, but in fact, whether he is happy or sad, my son and I also have no idea."

He is really not afraid now. With his father back to support him, who do you think Zhao Guangyi is?

What a stinky Xiaozong, are you coming to our big clan to beg for food?

"I think..." Li Shimin said sarcastically from the side, "Zhao Guangyi probably wants to use the opportunity of burying you to confirm whether you are really dead."

At the end, Lao Li added: "I fainted from crying on your coffin, probably because I wanted to compact the coffin board a little bit."

As Taizong, he had no good impressions of Zhao Guangyi, who was also Taizong. Damn it, I am such a hero, and I am also a famous person. Who are you, Zhao Guangyi, to be Taizong with me?

"Come here! Come here!" Zhao Guangyi looked like he was crazy: "Get these rebellious officials and traitors for me!"

Li Shimin whispered something into Zhao Kuangyin's ear, and then he saw Zhao Kuangyin's eyes turned red instantly. He walked up and punched Zhao Guangyi three times in the face.

"Me! Me! Dog-footed me!"

"Open your dog eyes and take a look! The palace is already under my control!" Zhao Kuangyin grabbed Zhao Guangyi's collar, sneered and spat on his face: "Zhao Guangyi, I am the emperor!"

Zhao Guangyi looked at his second brother who had returned like lightning with a horrified look on his face, and his heart was already filled with chills.

Everyone knows that Zhao Kuangyin does not fight unprepared battles. If he can walk to the palace and catch him, it means that the palace is in his hands.

Besides, Zhao Kuangyin's iron fists, as long as he can control Zhao Guangyi... he won't have to worry about not being able to legitimately win the throne.

After all, Zhao Kuangyin was the nominal legal monarch of the Song Dynasty. As long as he said something was wrong, it would be easy to kill him as the emperor and regain the throne.

It was not even four years since the fourth year of Taiping and Xingguo's nine years since the founding of Baobao, and Zhao Kuangyin's influence had not been completely eliminated in the court. Even if half of them are Zhao Guangyi's ministers, once the fact that Zhao Guangyi is dead is established, no one will oppose Zhao Kuangyin's return.

"Wang Jien." After Zhao Kuangyin punched Zhao Guangyi a few times, he looked at Wang Jien, "You bitch slave, do you really think I will let you go? Or do you think your new master can keep you?"

"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!" Wang Jien kowtowed repeatedly, begging Zhao Kuangyin to let him go.

Zhao Kuangyin sneered and said nothing more. Instead, he started firing electric cannons, flying kicks, and face-breaking punches at Wang Jien, and used his big mouth endlessly.

After beating for a while, Wang Jien couldn't even utter a cry for mercy. Blood bubbles were spitting out from his mouth, and he could not survive.

No one present sympathized with him. A slave who betrayed his master, no matter how reasonable he was, would be beaten to death in their eyes.

It's like a dog you raise at home, and suddenly a black blind man comes in and bites your son to death. If you don't stew him and eat his meat, do you still have to offer him a good bite?

Don't use the mental state of ordinary people to empathize with the emperor. You can't empathize with each other. You are just a parallel line with no possibility of intersection.

Of course, Li Qing was too lazy to care. He had to be scolded as a licker for so long to care about Wu Meiniang, let alone a group of people who had nothing to do with him.

"It's really an advantage for him." Lao Zhu smacked his lips and said: "To deal with such a slave who betrays his master, you have to skin him no matter what, and hang him on the palace city as a warning."

"Indeed." Li Shimin curled his lips, thinking that it was a good thing he didn't have such eunuchs, otherwise he would have to learn Lao Zhu's thunderbolt method no matter what.

Hmm... It seems that those eunuchs in the late Tang Dynasty can be dealt with in this way.

It's time to learn the great memory recovery technique with Lao Zhu's Jin Yiwei.

By the way, Brother Xian's advice is really reliable. He really needs to learn from his Lao Zhu family about how to manage eunuchs.

Zhao Kuangyin, who was beating Wang Jien to death with his fists, turned his head and looked at Zhao Guangyi with bloodthirsty eyes.

The look in his eyes was like that of a polar bear that had been hungry all winter, making Zhao Guangyi feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

He felt like a wild boar being targeted by a bear, and he didn't dare to move at all.

"Northern Expedition, Northern Expedition." Zhao Kuangyin sneered: "The name of the country of Song Dynasty really did not suffer. It is also the Song Dynasty, and the same second-generation emperor collapsed in the Northern Expedition." "But compared with Liu Yilong, you kid, Are you worthy?" Zhao Kuangyin spat: "I ask myself that I don't have that kind of talent and strategy, so I dare not compare myself to a slave."

Jinu is the nickname of Liu Yu, Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty. As the saying goes, "The slaves of humanity once lived," this is the hero he is talking about.

"Tell me, who do you think you are?" Zhao Kuangyin stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Guangyi's purple face: "Cao Cao knows that if you get to Long, you don't want to look at Shu. He will wait a while before starting the expedition. What about you? After defeating Taiyuan, he swelled to Don’t you know what your last name is?”

"You're better now? Are you no longer awesome?" Zhao Kuangyin looked at him condescendingly: "You were shot with two arrows by Brother Yelvxiu and escaped in a donkey cart? You are really that one."

"What's the matter? I heard that your donkey cart travels two hundred miles a day? Just in time, I want to see what you are capable of today."

Zhao Kuangyin said, and said to Zhu Xi: "A good nephew?"

"Here he is." Zhu Xi saw the excitement and didn't mind it, so he immediately came out and responded.

"Go, bring the donkey cart we agreed on before and put it on my brother!" Zhao Kuangyin smiled coldly.

Zhao Guangyi shuddered, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

Uh-no way?

Probably not? After all, I am also the emperor. No matter what happens, the emperor brother must give me some dignity, right?

But he was wrong. Zhao Kuangyin, who was born as a warrior, really didn't care much about appearance. He cared more about happiness and revenge.

Soon, Zhu Xi led his men to carry a donkey cart and laid it out in front of Zhao Guangyi.

"Brother Emperor, this..." Zhao Guangyi also wanted to try to influence Zhao Kuangyin with love.

But Zhao Kuangyin obviously did not accept this trick. He chuckled and said, "Come on, let our 'Gaolianghe Car God' get behind the wheel!"

Everyone immediately obeyed the order, pulled the donkey cart behind Zhao Guangyi, tied him to the donkey's position, and tied several knots to prevent him from escaping.

"Brother Emperor, this..." Zhao Guangyi was still trying to influence Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin laughed loudly and reached out to take the donkey whip from Zhu Xiang's hand.

He sat in the car and slapped Zhao Guangyi's butt.

"Drive! Run for me!"

Zhao Guangyi was in pain and ran away.

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Zhao Guangyi in front of him with satisfaction, and he felt like he let out a fierce breath.

"Dezhao, what are you doing?" A satisfied Zhao Kuangyin waved to Zhao Dezhao and stretched out his hand to tighten the reins: "Hey... wait, there is still someone who hasn't gotten on the car!"

Zhao Dezhao came as ordered and sat down in the car. The father and son looked so comfortable.

"Drive!" Seeing his son sitting firmly, Zhao Kuangyin smiled and whipped Zhao Guangyi on the back.

Zhao Guangyi was full of humiliation, but he dared not speak out in anger.

He could only drive the car and follow the direction ordered by Zhao Kuangyin, all the way out of the palace gate.

"Hey, this old Zhao really has a way." Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands on the awning and said with a smile: "Why didn't we think of such a good way? Oh my, my, it would be a pity to kill that bitch Zhu Qizhen. , I should have known he should have been used as an animal!"

"It's okay. Zhu Qizhen, who was captured by Tumu Fort, is being taught by Zhu Qizhen to sing "Standing on the Grassland and Looking at Peiping". I'll let you check it out in the New Year." Li Qing said with a smile from the side.

Lao Zhu blew his beard and cursed: "You fucking idiot, who wants him to sing? He's dirtying our ears!"

Originally, he had forgotten about Wala, but this song "Standing on the Grassland and Looking at Peiping" suddenly brought back his sad things.

Damn it, I have to go back and give Zhu Qizhen a good beating to vent his anger. Why are there such unsatisfactory descendants?

If Lao Zhu Di hadn't been around, he would have been given a leg up no matter what.

Thinking of this, he flew up and kicked Zhu Xiaosi on the butt.

Zhu Xiaosi glanced at his father aggrievedly, not daring to get angry or speak.

Zhu Fang immediately responded: "What dad said is true. As long as dad gives the order, we can do whatever we want to make Zhu Qizhen!"

As the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ping has always taken protecting his father and elder brother as his own responsibility.

However, compared to his father who is more fearful than respected, for Zhu Biao, Zhu Fang can be said to be more respected and loved than feared.

Needless to say, he is a fool, but if he knows who dares to have second thoughts about his eldest brother, he will definitely be the first one to cheat.

Zhu Ping has a bad temper, but he still takes his family at heart.

"You said you actually have some problems." Li Qing looked at Zhu Cang and said with a smile: "You said your concubine Wang is not very good, why don't you want to see her?"

Zhu Feng sighed and said: "Uncle, you don't know something, I..."

Halfway through, he looked at Lao Zhu with a stern look.

"Don't worry, just tell me, my uncle will make the decision for you." Li Qing looked at Zhu Xi and said.

He put his hand on the shoulder of Zhu Yuanzhang, who was already rolling up his sleeves, and signaled him not to be rough with the child.

"That's right, look at my brothers. My eldest brother is marrying the daughter of King Kaiping, my third brother is marrying the daughter of Yongping Marquis Xie Cheng, and my fourth brother is about to marry the daughter of Wei Guogong Xu Da. I am neither above nor below, but I actually married that Wang Baobao’s sister..."

Zhu Xiang's words are as aggrieved as he wants. He is also a legitimate son, and others can marry a wife of good background. However, his grandma does not love his uncle, so he can only marry a Mongolian girl.

"You can't look at this matter this way. Generally speaking, your father has high hopes for you, but if the facts are reasonable, your father just doesn't care about your feelings." Li Qing said with a chuckle: "You have to be honest. If you dislike her, don't delay her, but it's not nice to divorce your wife these days, and it's hard for the woman to find another wife."

He reached out and took out a pill from his pocket, and said to Zhu Xi with a smile: "Here, give this to your princess to eat, and I will ensure that she becomes beautiful and beautiful, and you will never forget it when you see her... Of course, This elixir only works on her, it won't work if you give it to others."

He had already seen Zhu Xi's smile halfway and immediately stopped his thoughts.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!" Zhu Xi chuckled and put the elixir back into his pocket.

Li Qing reached out and patted Zhu Xi's shoulder. When he looked up, he happened to see the longing eyes of Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Shimin.

"Good brother..."

The two said in unison.

"What are you doing?" Li Qingjie asked fearfully.

"It's that pill, look..."

After hearing this, Li Qing laughed.

"Okay, let me go back and talk to the two sisters-in-law. You two think that the two sisters-in-law are not beautiful enough..."

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