Breaking the Day

After Zhao Feiyue discovered that Zhao Bairen had come out of the Chongyang Palace, Zhao Hanqing became very worried. His thick eyebrows were tightly locked together, and he seemed to be inundated with anxiety.

Zhao Feiyue didn't know what the emperor had said to the third brother, she spoke to comfort her, but Zhao Hanqing in turn comforted her.

The two went outside the palace, but they saw a familiar figure at the door of the outer gate of the Chongyang Palace. It was not someone else, it was Zhao Liexian!

"Third brother, little sister, by coincidence, why are you here?" Zhao Lie first smiled and looked at Zhao Hanqing and Zhao Feiyue. The cordiality and enthusiasm on his faces made people unable to see the distance between him and the prince. And resentment.

After Zhao Hanqing took a deep look at Zhao Liexian, he said lightly: "Four brother, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Lie first smiled and said, "What did the third brother come here to do? Naturally, my minister came here to do what!

Zhao Hanqing was noncommittal. He said: "The father has already left, and he should have been asleep by now. If you want to see the father, I am afraid you will have to wait tomorrow."

Zhao Liexian's face changed slightly, but he quickly smiled more brilliantly: "If this is the case, the courtier will ask his father and emperor again early in the morning. Third brother, younger sister, see you tomorrow!"

Zhao Hanqing nodded towards Zhao Liexian, Zhao Feiyue also bowed towards Zhao Liexian, and the two left side by side.

Zhao Lie first smiled and watched the two leave. When the two disappeared, his face quickly sank, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

Zhao Lie wandered in place for a while, then immediately turned around and quickly left in the sedan chair.

Returning to his house, Zhao Liexian immediately ordered his servants to call his personal think tank Dong Daoming to his side, while he paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

This is not normal, this is very abnormal!

It was definitely not accidental that Zhao Liexian met Zhao Hanqing. He naturally heard that Zhao Hanqing was fined to copy the "Book of Filial Piety" in the Chongyang Palace because of the tragedy in Qiuyue Valley, and he came here to prepare to accompany his hapless third brother. Make a show to show the respect of your brothers and friends.

But before he entered the palace, he heard that Zhao Bairen actually went to the Chongyang Palace afterwards, and had a secret conversation with his third brother in the palace for a long time.

At this time, Zhao Liexianke became highly vigilant, especially after he came out to talk with Zhao Hanqing, he was even more keenly aware of something strange!

"His Royal Highness, but what is wrong?" Dong Daoming had already fallen asleep, but when he heard Zhao Lie calling himself to discuss matters first, he hurriedly got up again and rushed here. After listening to Zhao Lie's hurried explanation of the situation, Dong Daoming asked in a deep voice.

"Nonsense! Of course something is wrong!" Zhao Liexian said angrily, "My third elder brother broke into this terrible disaster this time, this prince is enough for him to give up three or five times! But he actually doesn't seem anxious at all! !"

In Zhao Liexian's view, the Qiuyuegu tragedy was clearly the cause of his prince brother, Yu Gong, he was the chief host, and Yu Shi, who had been a leader twice, for fear that others would not know that he was the principal.

Originally, Zhao Liexian was angry because he was repeatedly pressed by the third brother in this fighting ceremony. Now it seems that it is actually a blessing!

Dong Daoming thought for a while, and said: "The prince has always been deep in the city mansion, and there are stormy waves in his heart, and there is also a lack of color on his face."

Zhao Lie first sneered: "Yes, my third brother is very deep in the city mansion! However, no matter how deep his city mansion is, he can't make Gujing not wave! When he came out, there was a bit of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at me!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Liexian couldn't help being furious again: "He actually sympathized with me! Such a big thing happened in Qiuyue Valley, he could be abolished at any time now! Not only did he not panic, he was in the mood to sympathize with me!! This is abnormal!!"

Dong Daoming did not dare to ask Zhao Liexian, did the prince really sympathize with him?

But Dong Daoming also knew that his highness was sensitive and suspicious, and because of the environment since he was young, he became more and more sensitive to everything around him. He could detect the emotions inadvertently expressed by the other party, which was reasonable.

Dong Daoming thought for a while according to Zhao Liexian's logic, and then he changed his face and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness...if what His Royal Highness said is true, then...the Prince could only express such emotions in one situation. "

Zhao Lie first clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes! He knows that the throne must be passed to him! He is sure of 100%!!"

"But, where did he come from such confidence!" Zhao Lie jumped into a thunderous furious first immediately.

Dong Daoming whispered: "Maybe, the emperor promised him something."

Zhao Lie first furiously said: "I'm not as good as my third brother! Why should he treat me like this!" Then, Zhao Lie furiously walked around the room, like a beast trapped in a cage, but his anger was only Incompetent furious.

Dong Daoming didn't answer this, he lowered his head to think, and suddenly whispered: "I may have guessed something."

Zhao Lie stopped immediately, walked quickly to Dong Daoming, and said anxiously: "Say it!"

Dong Daoming whispered: "I'm just guessing. Your Majesty will see if this is true. In this situation, it looks like the prince who has suffered the most.

Zhao Lie immediately said, "Is it still impossible for me?"

Dong Daoming shook his head and said, "No! The one who has suffered the most right now is the gods!"

Zhao Lie was stunned for a moment. He was extremely smart, but it was a mess if it was something to do with himself. At this time, when Dong Daoming made such a slight call, he immediately wanted to understand all the joints. For a while, he was stunned in the same place. He actually fought a cold war in the warm room!

Zhao Lie trembled first: "Father...Do you want to do something to the religion?"

Dong Daoming grabbed Zhao Liexian's hand, and immediately whispered in a very slight but severe voice: "Your Highness, silence! Be careful!!"

This thing is too big and too terrible!

Dong Daoming didn't dare to follow this line of thinking anymore, he whispered: "This is just a wild guess, and there is no actual basis. Your Highness does not need to..."

With a fierce wave of his hand, Zhao Lie broke Dong Daoming's hand away. He said with a pale face: "Yes, it must be so! Otherwise, why does he look at me like that? Otherwise, why did the emperor go with him in Chongyang Palace privately? Talking for so long?"

Dong Daoming said: "His Royal Highness, whether this matter is true or false can be judged only by looking at the imperial decree issued by the court tomorrow."

Zhao Lie was upset at this moment. He said, "What will happen tomorrow?"

Dong Daoming said: "If your majesty wants to protect the prince, then tomorrow there will be imperial decree to punish the prince, and it must be not light, but not too heavy. If your majesty wants to do something against the religious religion, then he will definitely flatter him, even Exchanging huge benefits with various factions in exchange for the fact that they will once again send manpower to participate in the war in the Southeast."

Zhao Lie froze for a moment, and said, "Why is this again?"

Dong Daoming knew that Zhao Liexian could no longer think normally at this time, and explained: "Your Majesty is very clear that the religious sect has been hit hard at the moment. If you only ask the sect to send troops to assist in the war in the southeast, this will definitely be rejected. So he must first beg everyone Send, let them send good hands, and then coerce all the people's will and persecute the gods to send troops."

Zhao Lie first fell into his bearskin stool with his ass, his hands were deeply inserted into his hair, and he muttered in pain, "Yes, if the gods send troops again, then... It's really completely hollowed out! This is really the weakest time of the gods in 500 years."

Having said this, Zhao Lie whispered first: "Me, what should I do?"

Dong Daoming approached Zhao Liexian and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, at this moment, there is only a preemptive strike!!"

Zhao Lie first slowly raised his head. He looked at Dong Daoming and said in a low voice, "Is that all arranged?"

Dong Daoming nodded slowly: "People and things are arranged!"

Zhao Liexian showed a trace of anger and hatred in his eyes: "Okay! Father, you are not benevolent, then I will blame the child for injustice!!"