Prince please enthrone

Chapter 593 Timely Rain

Yan Xiao's eyes lit up, and he became energetic in an instant, but his voice was cautiously lowered, but he still couldn't hide his excitement and said:
"Could it be that the trump card Miss Ye mentioned is..."

Ye Lizhi pointedly glanced at Huo Shui who was concentrating on fighting with Guozi, and nodded with a smile in response:
"Exactly."

Yan Xiao immediately clapped his hands and laughed loudly, sighing: "Now there is a big show to watch."

The other people in the room were also sincerely happy for the bright future of little brother Zhu.

Ye Lizhi suppressed her smile silently, and frowned slightly.

After reading the letter, she still had a question, which was very puzzling.

That is, her husband sent someone to tie up Ye Ruoxu, and offered the city as an exchange, threatening to return him if he gave it to the city.

She originally thought that this was just a condition for An Ruhui to embarrass Xia Guojun.

After all, as long as Xia Guoguo still has some brains, he will never agree to such conditions of losing power and humiliating the country.

It's just that what An Ruhui probably didn't expect was that Lord Xia was really so foolish that he offered the city with both hands.

What Ye Lizhi didn't expect was that Ye Ruoxu had already been captured, even if Lord Xia handed over the city, he could propose some unreasonable conditions to detain Ye Ruoxu.

But he didn't, and put the person back unscathed.

Could it be that his goal...is it really just those dozen or so cities?

Otherwise, why would Ye Ruoxu, one of her enemies and now one of his enemies, be let go so easily?

Ye Lizhi clenched her lower lip, and a rather naive guess came to her mind:

Could it be... That guy heard what he said before that he must take revenge with his own hands, and kept this in his heart, so he arrested Ye Ruoxu and released him, so as to leave himself a chance to take revenge with his own hands?

Ye Lizhi was amused by this conjecture.

But thinking of that person's gentleness that is everywhere like water, moistening things silently, he can really do this kind of thing.

Then, next, it's time to show your talents.

After Zhu Yiqing received Ye Lizhi's reply letter, he carefully read it back and forth several times before putting the letter on the candle and burning it to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the soldier talisman that Huo Shui had brought back overnight from his bosom, cheered himself up calmly, then turned and left the room to look for the prime minister.

The prime minister is drinking by himself.

The moonlight is like water, and a sickle-like crescent moon is reflected in a cup of peach blossom wine, adding a bit of indescribable coldness to this long and desolate night.

Zhu Yiqing looked at him silently for a while, seeing that he didn't intend to go back to the room for a while, then walked over slowly, and said softly:
"My lord, it's getting late, can you go back and rest?"

Hearing the words, the prime minister turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were clear and bright that had never been tainted by the smell of alcohol.

He raised his hand, pointed to the seat opposite, and said, "Sit down and have a drink with me." He obviously didn't intend to go back and rest.

Zhu Yiqing had no choice but to sit down opposite.

The prime minister took a clean wine cup from the tray and filled it for him himself.

The clear aroma of peach blossom stuffing immediately filled the nostrils.

Zhu Yiqing raised his eyes, looked at the opposite prime minister who drank the glass after clinking with him, and sighed:
"Why do you bother, my lord? It's not your fault that the Holy One's temperament has changed drastically. You don't have to embarrass yourself."

The prime minister laughed lowly and said, "Your boy can talk. However, the old man is not so depressed because of that beast."

Zhu Yiqing took advantage of the situation and asked suspiciously: "Why is that?"

"For my poor daughter..."

The prime minister poured himself another cup, and when he mentioned the word 'daughter', his voice visibly trembled:

"She has a gentle disposition, she abides by her duties in the harem, and she bears children for that beast, but in the end, in the end, she only ends up dead, and even the child born for him has to die. I was deprived of the crown prince position! This old man hates me... I wish that the one who can't die is this old man!"

The prime minister suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, and while he was sobbing, there were already tears dripping from between his thin fingers.

Zhu Yiqing looked at him with pity in his eyes, but asked in a calm almost cold tone:

"Then... do you want to avenge your beloved daughter?"

"I want to! How can I not want to, I want to dream! But..."

"There's nothing else," Zhu Yiqing smiled suddenly, and his indifferent facial features instantly came alive, but there was always a coldness that couldn't be dissolved even by a smile:

"My lord, your 'but' is because you are a minister, and he is a king, and you can't offend your superiors. But now, look, does that man... still look like a king?"

There were no servants around, only the rustling of the branches and leaves blown by the bleak night wind, which made the young man's voice clearer and colder.

The prime minister closed his eyes forcefully, wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"This... don't talk nonsense. Yes, yes, I really want to abolish him, but I don't have military power in my hands. Even if I force the palace, I need to join forces with those generals first..."

Before he finished speaking, a palm-sized soldier talisman appeared in his field of vision.

The prime minister's voice came to an abrupt end, like a rooster being strangled by someone. All the unfinished words were stuck in his throat, and he was so shocked that he couldn't utter a single syllable.

He stared at the soldier talisman, as if he couldn't believe what his eyes saw was real.

Zhu Yiqing said softly:

"My lord wants to join forces with those generals, that's fine, but the more people involved in this kind of thing, the easier it is to reveal the truth. If someone leaks the news and the Holy One knows in advance, I'm afraid it will be dangerous for you. I There are 10 people here, it may be enough to force the palace, and let the adults use it."

The prime minister grabbed the soldier talisman violently, his hands were cold and hard, and the weight almost broke his skinny wrist.

This is not just a soldier talisman, but also a hundred thousand soldiers. How can it not be heavy, how can it not be heavy? !
He held it tightly, with all his strength, even the veins on the back of his hand were all bulging.

After confirming that the soldier talisman was not faked, he slowly spat out the breath he was holding in his chest.

He looked at Zhu Yiqing, and asked in a low voice with disbelief:

"You... how come you have this in your hand?!"

If he did not admit his mistake, this should be the soldier talisman in Yang Bisheng's hand.

This soldier talisman indeed commanded an army of [-], moreover, the [-] army was almost all the elite troops brought out by Yang Bisheng himself, and they are now stationed outside the imperial capital, so close at hand and within reach!
And those royal guards, masters of the inner circle, imperial guards, etc... No matter how powerful the martial arts are, they will definitely not be able to withstand the crushing and trampling of so many people!
(End of this chapter)