189 The Battle for Inheritance and the Princess of Zhenbei
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"At that time, the food and grass in the palace were exhausted, and the armor and soldiers were blunt. It was really almost impossible to hold on."
The old emperor Zhao Purui picked up the glass wine cup that the attendant had replaced with his right hand and said frankly -
"...Actually, from the first day, I wanted to escape and surrender, but Mengyun slapped me awake."
"...Everyone in the world thinks that I am strong and unyielding, but they don't know that she is the one who is truly strong and unyielding."
Yan Dong held the glass wine cup on the table in one hand, and he was a little curious...
"Meng Yun, in front of me, has always been a gentle wife and a dignified princess. She is like..."
Yan Dong said, feeling a little yearning.
"...You will always understand what I am thinking and will always support my decisions."
"...It's hard to believe that she can be so resolute. Moreover, she even slapped you, Your Majesty."
As Yan Dong spoke, he seemed to have a rare smile.
When the old emperor heard this, he also smiled and responded -
"This was all decades ago."
"... Mengyun, she will only be like this in front of you. She has always been so unattainable to me and other suitors."
The old emperor said, slightly raising his head to remember.
Only when talking about Zhenbei Princess Liu Mengyun, Zhao Purui would shed his "disguise" as a wise emperor and behave like the third prince back then.
only……
Some "disguises" will appear real if they are disguised for too long.
Zhao Purui also came back from his memories at this moment, and his eyes once again became as calm and composed as usual.,
The old emperor looked at Zhenbei Wang Yandong on the other side of the hall, and he suddenly said -
"Yan Dong, do you, until now, still doubt me and kill Liu Mengyun?"
Yan Dong's expression did not change when he heard this.
After drinking all the wine in the glass wine cup, Yan Dong opened his mouth and said -
"Your Majesty, do you think that anyone else in this world besides you can kill her?"
The atmosphere in the hall was as silent as death.
There was a tit-for-tat confrontation between the two.
The heavy pressure on the many internal servants was so heavy that it seemed like people could not breathe.
Suddenly, Cao Xi's extremely calm voice broke the suffocating atmosphere——
"King Zhenbei, you are drunk, it is best to go back and rest first."
Cao Xi tried to defuse this tit-for-tat scene.
"Hahaha……"
Zhao Purui suddenly laughed.
"Yan Dong, you are very smart, but... forget it, don't you really want to know the truth back then? If you stay in Jinling, you will soon see with your own eyes who killed Liu Mengyun."
"...This past event, which has been gathering dust for almost twenty years, is time to put it under the sun."
Yan Dong agreed to Zhao Purui.
Cao Xi, who had been beside Zhao Purui, also at this moment, under his calm appearance, couldn't help but clenched his fingers, and his nails had already drawn blood stains on his palms.
Cao Xi, he has always wanted to know the truth of the matter.
Liu Mengyun's sudden death back then was so strange that he had been investigating it secretly.
However, what could he find out that even the King of Zhenbei couldn't find out? Nothing.
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The "city gate interception" incident is over.
Most of the assassins were killed on the spot.
The remaining assassins were all arrested, with only a few still on the run.
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu later heard that Yan Dong had already entered the palace to meet the saint, and that Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, was majestic and oppressive, and showed no signs of injury.
When the two heard this, they couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"... Come to think of it, maybe it's just your informant, my eldest nephew, who went wrong somewhere and got false information."
Yan Weiyu analyzed.
Yan Wulu smiled awkwardly. He also wanted to ask what was going on with this system?
But the most urgent task is to meet with Yan Dong.
The two immediately returned to the city.
Returning to Yan's Mansion, Yan Dong was already waiting in the bamboo pavilion in the courtyard of the mansion.
It is said that the old emperor Zhao Purui originally wanted to let Yan Dong live in the palace, but Yan Dong refused and came to the residence of his sworn sister Yan Weiyu.
When Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu entered the house and saw the tall and solid figure as usual, their hearts finally fell to the ground.
Yan Weiyu took the lead and took a few steps forward. She said -
"Brother, it seems that you are not injured."
Yan Weiyu said.
She is an eighth-level Dzogchen warrior, infinitely close to a ninth-level warrior. Her consciousness can still feel Yan Dong's powerful and stable aura...
That is not a powerful aura that an injured person would have.
Yan Dong was wearing the python robe of the feudal lord. He originally stood in the bamboo pavilion with his hands behind his hands. He turned around when he heard Yan Weiyu's voice.
"It turns out it's Lu'er and my adopted sister. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"...As for the injury? It's just fake news. Do you look at me like an injured person?"
Yan Dong said, spreading his hands with a friendly smile...
Yan Wulu was about to step forward to answer the question.
But suddenly, I felt the figure in front of me flicker, and Yan Weiyu had already used his body skills to kick him over.
Yan Weiyu is tall and has long legs, and this kick is so heroic...
But the kick also left Yan Wulu confused.
Yan Dong, on the other hand, seemed to have been prepared for it. He casually blocked Yan Wei's rain with his left hand and easily blocked Yan Wei's forceful kick.
Yan Wulu watched from the side, once again confirming in his heart what it means to have smoke without injury.
The expression on Yan Weiyu's face changed and suddenly became a bit fierce...
"Yan Dong, okay, you dared to deceive me and my eldest nephew, but my eldest nephew and I are still running around to protect you!"
"...I'm afraid that this time the interception at the city gate was directed and performed by you, right?"
"Sister-in-law, calm down, I don't have the means." Yan Dong said easily.
Yan Wulu on the side suddenly felt that if it were his father Wang Yan Dong, he would definitely be able to do this.
"No matter what, if I don't give you a good beating to vent your anger, I won't be able to bear it, my aunt."
Yan Weiyu said.
In an instant, his feet took advantage of Yan Dong's left arm, and he flew up directly. The male and female swords at his waist were unsheathed with a "r" sound.
"Okay, then let me take a look at how your skills have improved over the years, sister-in-law."
Yan Dong said lightly, holding his left hand to one side, gathering golden and powerful internal energy.
A spear that was originally at the school martial arts field in the distance suddenly flew towards Yan Dong and appeared in Yan Dong's left hand, as if being pulled by internal force.
Yan Weiyu's two swords are as fast as the wind, and their attack is fierce. Both swords are used together, each of them is different...
However, Yan Dong remained on the same spot. From the beginning to the end, his left hand only changed slightly, and he used that long spear to block all his attacks.
Several times, Yan Weiyu's sword edge almost threatened Yan Dong, but the slightest mistake made the difference.
The final distance seemed insurmountable.
"Sister-in-law, your martial arts strength has improved greatly over the years. As a brother, I can hardly stop you."
Yan Dong said, his words seemed to be extremely serious.
But Yan Wulu was observing from the side and could see that his aunt's attack could not threaten his father at all...
My father also said this, but for some reason, it felt... a bit like he was mocking me.
"...Although my father's original intention may just be to praise my little aunt."
Yan Wulu thought.
He thought that maybe Yan Dong was used to being a villain, so his words always made people think in a bad direction.
When Yan Weiyu heard this, he also chuckled like a taunt, "Then, brother, look at this move again!"
As he spoke, the two swords in Yan Weiyu's hands shone brightly.
Yan Dong also narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had never seen this martial skill before.
"...Could it be that my sworn sister created her own martial arts?"
While he was thinking about it, the two swords were like snakes unsheathed and flew away, and Yan Weiyu stepped forward at the same time.
Yan Dong swung his spear horizontally to block the attack from the two swords.
Facing Yan Weiyu's subsequent attack, he couldn't help but take three steps back and narrowly escaped...
The two swords returned to Yan Weiyu's hands like snakes swimming around.
"sure!"
Yan Dong seemed to sigh sincerely, "...it was able to make me take three steps back in a row, what a martial art!"
Yan Dong said, and at the same time, he exerted force with his left hand, and brought down the spear with great force.
It's obviously a very simple move, even with no moves at all, but it's so fast that people can't react.
Yan Weiyu couldn't dodge, and his swords crossed each other.
"Clang" sound.
This spear, with huge force, hit directly at the intersection of Yan Weiyu's swords.
Yan Weiyu was forced to half-kneel on the ground by the force, and the ground instantly dented and cracked.
Even the bamboo trees in the surrounding bamboo pavilions were swept by the strong wind and fell to all sides in a huge tilt.
Yan Weiyu lowered his head, his face looked a little tired and ugly, and his arms were trembling slightly.
In the distance, Yan Wulu called out urgently, "Father, my little aunt can't take this move anymore, stop it now!"
After Yan Dong heard this, he realized later and immediately took back his spear and stopped.
Yan Weiyu's arms hung down weakly, and his expression changed from gloomy to bright for a moment.
In the distance, Yan Wulu stepped forward and helped Yan Weiyu up.
"Little aunt, are you okay?"
Yan Weiyu waved her hand slightly to indicate that nothing was wrong. Perhaps she was defeated so completely that she looked a little embarrassed. Fortunately, there were no outsiders here.
Yan Weiyu stretched her waist, looked at Yan Dong and said -
"You Yan Dong, you are really aggressive to your sister!"
"...I don't know how to learn from your son. See how tolerant my eldest nephew is to me. I'm afraid that no other woman in the world will like you except my sister-in-law."
Yan Weiyu said angrily, without hesitation.
However, Yan Dong didn't care much about her words.
He directly commented on his martial arts -
"My sworn sister, your martial arts have improved a lot over the years. Come to think of it, if you had a few more years, it would be easy to become a ninth-level warrior."
Yan Weiyu felt bored, curled his lips, and sat down beside the stone table in the bamboo pavilion to rest.
Yan Dong didn't care about her either.
He looked directly at Yan Wulu, looked at it for a moment, and then said directly -
"It seems that my Lu'er is the person who has made the greatest progress in martial arts here."
"ha?"
Yan Wulu was slightly surprised when he heard this.
After all, he has the magic weapon [Bai Xia] given to him by his aunt, so his father should not be able to see his own strength.
"...Father, how did you judge it? Can you see through my realm as a warrior?"
"I can't tell."
Yan Dong said directly, which made Yan Wulu feel that he was thinking too much.
"...It must have been my adopted sister who gave [Bai Xia] to you. It's really strange."
When Yan Dong said this, he smiled inadvertently.
Yan Weiyu heard the words in the distance and coughed a few times.
Yan Dong immediately knew it and continued -
"...However, although I can't see your warrior realm, my father can feel your aura, which is gentler and more powerful than when he left Yan Beicheng."
"... Come to think of it, your character has also grown a lot through hardening, and you are now more stable and reliable than before."
"...Maybe we can already try to manage the Northland and see."
Hearing this, Yan Wulu thought things were going well in front of him, but when he heard the words "manage the North", he couldn't help but feel that his father thought too highly of him.
"Father, your words are serious. How can my child make such rapid progress?"
"...I can't even escape from Jinling, and I have to ask my father to come here in person. I'm really ashamed, really ashamed."
"fine."
Yan Dong seemed calm and relaxed, "...being able to ask your father for help is originally part of your strength."
"...You pack up tonight, and tomorrow you can set off back to the North."
"Tomorrow?" Yan Wulu was a little surprised, "...so soon? Did the old emperor agree?" 877zw
"Of course, as my father is here, the old emperor will naturally agree." Yan Dong replied confidently.
For a moment, Yan Wulu was overjoyed.
Both father and son are immersed in a harmonious atmosphere.
Only Yan Weiyu in the distance showed no sign of joy on her face when she heard that Yan Wulu was leaving Jinling tomorrow.
She sat alone at the stone table, silently rubbing her shoulders to relax...
His eyes couldn't help but secretly look towards where Yan Wulu was, but they temporarily looked away.
I silently cursed myself in my heart...
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dusk.
Yanfu.
The weather is cold and the charcoal fire is burning in the copper furnace.
In the reception hall.
Yan Wulu and Yan Dong sat opposite each other, with Yan Dong sitting in the main seat.
Zhang Chunhua, Yan Weiyu, and Nan Chuanyue are also here.
Yan Wulu analyzed the assassination and said -
"There are too many doubts about this city gate assassination. The biggest one is that the assassins who were captured alive were all taken away by the old emperor. He said he wanted to give his father justice, but in fact
They didn't leave us a single mouth. Even the corpses of the assassins were burned by them."
"... In such a hurry to destroy the body and eliminate traces, Wu Lu suspects that this assassination may have been carried out by the imperial court!"
"...Even what Wu Lu saw in Jinling City that day was a group of masters from the Dragon Guard Division heading north in a hurry. Their number was almost exactly the same as the martial arts swordsmen at the North City Gate, and they were never seen again."
"... Wu Lu can roughly confirm that someone from the Dragon Guard Division must also be involved in this assassination."
"...The Dragon Protection Division is an institution directly under the old emperor's jurisdiction. The meaning behind this is that my father must not be careful in dealing with it."
Hearing this, Yan Dong chuckled and indicated that the matter was quite complicated and he could just leave it to him, so Yan Wulu no longer had to get involved.
Although it looked like this on the surface, Yan Dong was actually surprised in his heart that his child's analysis was so close to the truth... Although, there was still a little bit left.
He couldn't help but feel that what he did was right.uu看书www.uukanshu.com
When Yan Dong came to Jinling this time, he actually exchanged himself for Yan Wulu.
By then, after Yan Wulu returns to the Northland, he will also start to learn to handle the affairs of the Northland independently... It can be regarded as an early experience of the difficulty of becoming a king.
Yan Wulu didn't understand why his father asked him not to interfere in this matter, but since his father Yan Dong said it himself, he agreed.
Although Yan Dong was always said to be unreliable in the past, deep down in his heart, he still believed in his father's judgment.
Later, when everyone was talking to each other.
Yan Wulu claimed that he had something to say to his father Yan Dong alone.
After receiving the authorization, the other three people resigned at the same time.
After some simple greetings and polite greetings with Yan Dong, Yan Wulu just said directly -
"Father, you still remember that the last time I was in Yanbei, I told you that I had obtained an [Ancient Soul Ring] in the Medicine King Valley."
