Zhao Huan was so confident about the future of the Song Dynasty for the first time!
He asked Changfu to take Yue Fei to take a bath and change clothes to get rid of the bad luck from Yizhou soldiers.
Almost as soon as Yue Fei left, the eunuch who ordered him appeared in the palace.
As Zhao Huan expected, Zhao Ji urgently summoned him to the palace.
The five hundred Yizhou soldiers killed by Zhao Huan were not irreplaceable, but they disrupted Zhao Ji's plan in a short period of time.
Just as Zhao Huan was about to enter the palace, Zhu Lian's cold voice came from behind.
"Your Majesty, can you come back from this trip?"
Zhu Lian was not only extremely smart, but also knew the political structure of Bianjing very well.
When he learned that Zhao Huan had eliminated five hundred Yizhou soldiers outside the city, Zhu Lian immediately realized that the danger Zhao Huan faced entering the palace this time was far greater than before!
Just because he touched His Majesty's most core interests, it was not just as simple as touching His Majesty's reverse scales, but he tore off His Majesty's entire reverse scales and even threw them to the ground and stepped on them.
Zhao Huan knew very well that at this time, no matter how relaxed he pretended to be, he would not be able to appease Zhu Lian.
He simply said in a sonorous voice, "Just wait for me at home."
Zhu Lian did not hesitate: "Okay, I will wait for you here until dawn. If the prince has not returned home at dawn tomorrow..."
Zhu Lian did not continue speaking, but the meaning was already clear.
If Zhao Huan cannot come back alive before dawn, Zhu Lian will immediately start making funeral arrangements.
But this funeral was by no means just for Zhao Huan.
Once Zhao Huan died, Zhu Lian had no need to live, and she would naturally go to the underworld to follow Zhao Huan.
Feeling the determination in Zhu Lian's eyes, Zhao Huan knew that it was useless to say anything now. Coming back alive was better than anything else.
"Your Majesty!"
Zheng Qingyun ran over anxiously. She hugged Zhao Huan's arm and was already crying so hard.
"My lord, you must come back. My family is waiting for you here."
The person Zhao Huan worried about the most was Zheng Qingyun.
After all, Zhu Lian was so strong that it was heartbreaking. Even if Zhao Huan died in the palace, Zhu Lian might not shed a single tear, it would just be heartbreak.
Zheng Qingyun finally escaped from the devil's cave, but only a few days after his good days, he and Zhao Huan had to share this huge risk.
As a princess, Zhu Lian is still decent, but Zheng Qingyun will definitely be accused of being a "disaster star" and sentenced to death.
Only by coming back alive can the two girls be prevented from being implicated.
Zhao Huan reached out and touched Zheng Qingyun's head, smiling and comforting: "Go to the front hall and wait."
"You girl, although you are simple, you are very stubborn. You said you would wait here. When the king comes back tomorrow, if I really see you standing here, I'm afraid I will be heartbroken."
"Since I have taken action, I have naturally considered the consequences. It may not be easy for Your Majesty and the Prime Minister to keep me in the palace!"
"Why don't you prepare tomorrow's breakfast for me?"
Hearing this, Zheng Qingyun wiped his tears and forced out a soft smile: "What do you want to eat, Your Majesty?"
"I will make it for you personally. If you don't know how to do it, just learn it now."
Zhao Huan blurted out: "Soy milk fried dough sticks, I want to eat a whole one!"
The deep-fried dough sticks of the Song Dynasty were as big as a forearm and could be filled with one stick, which was very affordable. Later, they were even described as "fried Qin Hui", which was very vivid.
Seeing that Zhao Huan had such an appetite, Zheng Qingyun felt a little relieved and nodded like garlic: "As soon as the prince leaves, the slave family will prepare."
The eunuch outside the mansion was already urging him impatiently.
"Your Majesty, don't delay any longer!"
"If I had known today, why bother in the beginning?"
"The Holy Wrath cannot be resisted, please be more prompt."
The eunuch knew very well how angry His Majesty was, and estimated that Zhao Huan would most likely die in the palace.
In order to prevent Zhao Huan from escaping, the eunuch who sent the order also brought more than twenty forbidden troops, which were called escorts but were actually escorts.
Before Zhao Huan could respond, a loud noise was heard not far away.
Following the sound, Yue Fei strode forward, and the loud noise was exactly the sound made by Yue Fei hitting the floor with his walking stick.
Bang!
There was another loud noise.
Yue Fei directly smashed the handle of the spear on the stone steps of the palace gate. The fierce aura exuded from his body made even the Imperial Army fear him.
"From today on, I, Yue Fei, am a servant of Prince Ding's Mansion!"
"Your Majesty has entered the palace and has come to see you off."
"If something goes wrong in the middle, even if I am alone, I will destroy the city of Bianjing. Without him, I will just inherit the king's legacy and destroy all the sycophants!"
The eunuch's eyes changed drastically, and he cursed in his heart, when did such a tough warrior appear in Prince Ding's palace?
The eunuch's task is only to bring Zhao Huan into the palace, so he will naturally not confront Yue Fei.
He immediately muttered: "Hurry up and enter the palace."
Before Zhao Huan left, he took a deep look at Yue Fei and said, "The female family members in the house will be left to you."
Yue Fei didn't squint his eyes, standing in the center of the palace gate like a door god: "Your Majesty, just go and go!"
"When will the prince return to the palace, when will I retire?"
Let Yue Wumu guard the goal?
Tsk…
Although Zhao Huan felt ashamed, he couldn't help but feel proud.
At this time, courtiers from six departments gathered in the imperial study room, and even Zhou Pu, a member of the Ministry of Rites, was summoned into the palace.
The appearance of Zhou Pu means that Zhao Ji really has murderous intentions.
Zhao Ji sat behind Long's case, his face extremely gloomy, and without saying a word, he waited for the traitor to show up.
"King Ding is here!"
As the eunuch's voice sounded, the already extremely depressing imperial study room was instantly filled with a strong aura of chilling.
The six court officials all lowered their heads and remained silent.
"My son, please see Your Majesty!"
Zhao Huan stepped into the door, stretched out his hands, slowly closed them, and bowed to Zhao Ji.
Now that things have come to this, you still refuse to kneel down and worship?
What a rebellious person by nature!
Zhao Ji could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and his cold and stern voice echoed in the imperial study room.
"I have long heard that King Ding is violent and capricious, but it is only today that I have truly learned the lesson!"
"Earlier, you went on a killing spree in Jiaofangsi, and then you went to beat King Su. I was just thinking about how to punish you."
"Today you dare to harm my five hundred Song Dynasty soldiers. If I don't punish you severely, how can I rectify the country?"
Tong Guan, who was on the side, suppressed a grin and echoed in an extremely sinister manner.
"My lord, do you have to defeat the emperor before you give up?"
"Five hundred soldiers, you kill as many times as you want. Do you still have the slightest bit of royal decency in your heart?"
"At a time when the Song Dynasty was experiencing internal and external troubles, such atrocities would trigger a mutiny. I wonder if the prince can afford this responsibility?"
Zhao Ji was filled with hatred. Once Yizhou's troops were wiped out, it was no longer realistic to transport the coins to the Kingdom of Jin in a short time.
The danger of national subjugation is imminent.
And all of this is thanks to this rebellious son!
Zhao Ji glanced out of the corner of his eye, bypassed the six ministers, and looked at the famous minister Zhou Pu.
"Zhou Aiqing, what do you think the king should be convicted of?"
Zhou Pu lived up to expectations and blurted out: "Death penalty!"