Gu Shaoshen stepped out of the prince's mansion and had a frame ready.

Yang Jian was secretly injured by Xiang Yutian, and Gu Shao’s injury had already been relieved, but Yang Jian’s critical illness was still a few years earlier than in history.

Especially before the New Year, after the queen Dugu Jialuo, who had been with her for decades, died of illness, she was even more ill and rarely went to court.

Even if he occasionally went to court, he became more and more perverse, with fierce means and whipped at every turn. He was very different from Emperor Wen of Sui, who was wise and powerful before.

"drive!"

Mr. Gu got injured and got on the carriage. The guards urged the horse to move forward and headed to the palace.

.........

Daxing Palace, in Yang Jian’s bedroom.

"Ahem! Ahem! Where is the prince? Haven't you come yet!"

Yang Jian lay on the dragon bed with a sallow complexion, and the eunuchs and palace maids around him fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, you have sent someone to inform the Crown Prince."

The eunuch who was kneeling on the ground bent and spoke.

"Ahem! This ignorant son, I'm not dead yet! Can he be impatient?"

Yang Jian shook his hand and threw the secret letter in his hand to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, won over a group of ministers and even talked to the Grand Master. All things you have after your death are really against filial piety!"

Not far from the dragon's bed, a thin middle-aged man sighed and spoke.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

At this time, a beautiful woman in palace clothes covered her face and cried with her pear blossoms in the rain, so she was so sad.

"Love concubine, who dares to bully you?"

Yang Jian was already angry, and at this time, he saw that Mrs. Xuan Hua, who was most favored by Queen Dugu, cried, and couldn't help but become even more angry.

"Your Majesty! I am almost bullied!"

After Yang Jian's repeated questions, the beautiful woman said cryingly.

"Who dares to be so bold!"

Yang Jian's pale face suddenly rose a little blood red, he stood up with a scream and roared.

"Yes...yes...the prince!"

The beautiful woman sobbed, crawled on Yang Jian’s chest, and started crying.

"puff!"

Yang Jian's body was shocked, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, his face turned pale, and he cursed: "What is the big deal for a beast! Dugu mist me! Dugu mist me!"

"Ahem! Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!"

Yang Jian was furious, patted the bed, and roared angrily: "Liu Shu, Yuan Yan!"

"I'm here!"

The thin Liu Shu and Yuan Yan, who was standing beside him, bowed and spoke in unison.

"I will order you and the other two to draft an edict. I will depose Yang Guang and make Qin King Yang Jun the crown prince!"

Yang Jian's face turned pale and forced himself to issue an edict.

"I obey the order!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan looked at each other, and a joy flashed through his eyes, and then he quickly calmed down.

"Tell me the oral instructions, and the left and right guards go out of the hall and capture the rebellious son!"

After saying that, Yang Jianqiang's breath dissipated, his face turned pale and fell on the bed, his breathing was subtle, and his life was hanging in a thread.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The beautiful woman crawled on Yang Jian and cried a few times before standing up.

"You have all heard His Majesty's will, and you haven't gone to capture Yang Guang!"

She scolded her sternly, with no tears on her face.

"yes!"

The eunuch who was kneeling on the ground hurriedly stood up and strode out of the hall gate.

"It's done!"

The beautiful woman, Liu Shu and Yuan Yan, looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm going to leave!"

Liu Shu and Yuan Yan bowed and left Yang Jian's bedroom.

"The big thing has been done!"

Liu Shu stroked his long beard under his jaw and smiled slightly: "Before Yang Guang ascended the throne, he dared to attack us and his family! How can we let him ascend the throne!"

"Not bad! He dared to attack the aristocratic family before he ascended the throne, and he had already inflicted public anger!"

Yuan Yan laughed and pointed to the palace gate in the distance and said, "At this moment, there are three thousand imperial guards waiting in the palace gate, and there is also a Buddhist master Kong here. Yang Guang must be doomed this time!"

"Ha ha!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

.........

"Well!"

The carriage stopped.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is still waiting, please go quickly!"

As soon as Gu Shaoshen got off the carriage, a soldier in armor came forward and bowed and said.

"Um!"

Gu Shaoshen looked at the soldier with a smile, and he looked at him with cold sweat, almost kneeling to the ground before making a faint sound.

Wow!

Gu Shaoshen straightened his clothes and strode towards the palace.

"call!"

The soldier in cold sweat stood up and breathed a long sigh, feeling the two wars.

The moment Gu Shaoshang looked at him directly, his heart almost shattered, and his mind was buzzing. Until Gu Shaoshang walked into the palace gate, he couldn't react.

Step! Step!

Gu Shaoshang walked alone on the road of the Meridian Gate, his long boots trampling on the stone slabs, and the crisp echoes echoed over the entire palace.

When he practices martial arts to his level, there is almost no possibility of being surrounded and killed by people whose strength is inferior to his.

As soon as he stepped onto the carriage, he felt a murderous aura attacking in the dark.

Rumble!

As Gu Shaoshang slowly walked into the palace gate, the door behind him slowly closed.

Step by step!

A series of footsteps mixed with the sound of armor collisions, and the imperial soldiers rushing in like a tide surrounded Gu Shaoshen.

Hurry!

The crowd was in the middle of the crowd, and a tall old man, wearing armor and carrying a long sword, walked over and looked at Gu Shaoshu in a cold manner.

The old man was eight feet tall and had a cold face. Under his black armor, he was full of explosive power.

It was Yu Wenshang, the contemporary head of the Yuwen clan, who was unique in the martial arts world with his ice and mysterious strength. He was the second only to Yang Su in the Great Sui Dynasty.

Gu Shaoshu was not surprised that he appeared here because his son Yu Wenjing was the commander of the imperial guards who were in charge of the Meridian Gate.

"My minister Yu Wen was insulted, please see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yu Wenshang clasped his fists slightly, his face turned cold and said in a cold voice.

"Master Yuwen's clan? What do you mean by coming here to stop me today?"

Gu Shaoshu's face was calm and his black royal robe swung slightly.

"Your Highness's methods are amazing. We are really frightened by the old minister!"

Yu Wenshang looked at Gu Shaoshang with a calm expression and sighed.

"hehe!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled faintly, ignoring Yu Wenshang's hypocritical behavior.

Since attacking the aristocratic families, Gu Shaoshu knew that they would not give up. As expected, he suddenly took action at the most critical moment and had to kill with one blow.

"I thought Your Highness would bring your subordinate Yu Wenshang and that mysterious master, but I didn't expect that Your Highness would be so careless."

Among the imperial guards, Yu Wenhua, who had a sneer on his face, stepped forward.

"Amitabha!"

Amid the sound of the Buddha's name chanting loudly, the old monk wearing a gray patchwork robe walked out of the corner. It was the host of Luoyang Jingnian Zen Temple, and Likong.

"Your Highness is a cruel method. If he ascended the throne, it would not be a blessing for the people."

Lekong clasped his hands together, sighed slightly, looking compassionate.

"Ha ha!"
Chapter completed!