"I see that you are obviously used to being so arrogant that you no longer recognize your abilities."
"I didn't expect you to be able to show off Gao Tuoshan's head, yet you still dared to speak so harshly in the court. I really don't know what to say."
Seeing all the Cai clan members barking at him like a pack of dogs, Zhao Huan felt ridiculous.
This is the court of the Song Dynasty!
With all the demons dancing wildly, how can the imperial court not be in chaos? How can the country not be destroyed?
At this moment, Zhu Lian's voice came from his ears. Different from the majestic and dignified voice in the past, Zhu Lian at this moment seemed extremely gentle.
"Even if my husband is unable to fulfill his contract, it doesn't matter."
"The slave family takes the first step and waits for her husband by the Naihe Bridge. Even if she reaches the underworld, the slave family is willing to join hands with her husband to grow old together."
Who said that husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes?
Seeing his first wife die together without any hesitation, Zhao Huan was naturally deeply moved.
If it were in the past, Zhao Huan would have already raised his hand and gently touched Zhu Lian's cheek, but this time, Zhao Huan's hand was always hanging down.
Just because his hands were too dirty and full of dirt, he couldn't bear to dirty Zhu Lian's face, which was as white as snow.
Zhu Lian naturally knew this, and instead devoted everything to Zhao Huan.
"My beloved concubine is too worried."
Zhao Huan smiled slightly, and his expression had returned to his former self-confidence.
"I have said that I will never let you suffer any harm. Have you forgotten, my beloved concubine?"
"Or do you think my concubine thinks that this king will break his promise?"
Feeling the overbearing love flashing in Zhao Huan's eyes, Zhu Lian's heart suddenly twitched, and secretly exclaimed: "Could it be that... my husband really did it?!"
At this moment, Zhao Huan had turned around and looked at the sycophantic ministers around him who were like clowns behind the curtain.
"A bunch of idiots!"
The sonorous and powerful disparagement directly silenced the noisy hall.
All the Cai faction members stared at Zhao Huan, thinking that Zhao Huan was just barking before his death.
As a result, the next moment, Zhao Huan's unabashed laughter sounded.
"This is the imperial court, the most important place in the Song Dynasty. Only after thorough searches by the Palace Chief and the Wude Secretary can one enter the palace gate."
"Haven't you ever thought about why the King is unkempt and disheveled, but the Wude Secretary is willing to let him go and allow me to enter the palace?"
These words directly stopped the Cai clique members.
While everyone was looking at each other with confusion in their eyes, Zhao Huan's sonorous voice had already echoed in the hall.
"Because the Palace Chief and the Wude Secretary know that this king's cloth is better than the most gorgeous royal robe in the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, under the shocked gaze of everyone, Zhao Huan grabbed his shoulder and pulled hard. There was a "stab" sound, and the dirty cloth on his body was torn off directly.
At this moment, everyone finally understood why Zhao Huan's body looked bloated and weird.
turn out to be……
That cloth is just a disguise!
As the cloth was torn off, the armor worn inside suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
The armor pieces are hooked on the chain, the breastplate is dazzling, and the tiger body is tied around the waist. Although it is only half armor, it is full of fierceness and evil spirit.
The armor on Zhao Huan's body was also filthy, showing a dark brown color. Combined with the rotten smell that filled the air, everyone immediately realized that the filth on Zhao Huan's body was all the residue of coagulated and rotten blood.
What surprised everyone the most was that Zhao Huan had an equally filthy cloth bag tied to his back!
The bag is round and bulging, so it's not difficult to guess what's inside.
The entire hall was deathly silent!
Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared directly at Zhao Huan. In addition to shock, they were more afraid.
Zhao Huan took off the bag, opened the mouth of the bag, reached out and took out a rotten human head, and threw it directly to the ground.
"Aren't you going to drag the mountain's head away? This king has brought it back to you!"
Zhao Ji sat stiffly on the throne, staring blankly at the heads on the ground. He naturally didn't know what Gao Tuo Mountain looked like, but he couldn't raise any doubts in his heart.
The people in the entire court who know Gao Tuo Shan best are naturally the officials of the Ministry of War.
The doctor from the Ministry of War squinted his eyes and saw that although the head was rotten, the facial features were still distinguishable.
After a while, the doctor of the Ministry of War swallowed his saliva and stuttered because he was too surprised: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
"This dead head... is indeed the head of Gao Tuoshan."
boom!
The entire hall exploded instantly, and the officials broke out into heated discussions.
"The words of the doctor from the Ministry of War cannot be false. Since the Ministry of War said this is the head of Gao Tuoshan, it must be."
"Prince Ding actually killed Gao Tuoshan?"
"How is this possible! Gaotuo Mountain is far away in Yizhou, but the prince is in Bianjing. They are thousands of miles apart. Is it possible that the prince can really take the heads of enemy generals thousands of miles away?"
"No, no, no... This is impossible. If you want to kill Gao Tuoshan, you must first eliminate the army around him."
"Killing Gao Tuoshan is equivalent to destroying the Ever Victorious Army, unless the Ever Victorious Army is already finished by this time."
"This is even more impossible. We have pushed forward countless times. Although the daredevils are brave and incompetent, and the tiger-wing soldiers are elite, their numbers are too small after all. Relying on street fighting can only hurt both sides at the expense of the ever-victorious army.
"
"The defenders of Yizhou Prefecture simply cannot cross the war zone and take Gao Tuo Mountain directly. They must have a surprise attack on Gao Tuo Mountain from behind to kill them."
At this time, Cai Tiao couldn't hold himself any longer. He refused to believe that all this was true and almost screamed at Zhao Huan.
"Even if this is Gao Tuoshan's head, where did you get the soldiers from?"
"The three hundred people you and Zhu Xiaosun borrowed are all in the city and have not left Bianjing at all."
"As for the group of dung bullies you trained, how many days have they been training? They are of no use at all."
"If you want to succeed, someone must lend you elite soldiers. Who is it?"
Cai Tiao's suspicion is not unreasonable. Considering the chaotic situation in Yizhou, only elite soldiers can attack Huanglong directly.
The few men Zhao Huan had were all trapped in Yizhou City. He had been forced to borrow men from Zhu Xiaosun. How could he have any other elite soldiers?
All officials with military power present shook their heads and waved their hands, indicating that they had absolutely nothing to do with this matter.
Zhao Ji was also completely confused. Although he once had a glimmer of hope that Zhao Huan could turn the tide and boost morale, every time he thought about it carefully, he felt that this was just wishful thinking.
But now, Zhao Huan has really done it.
People's heads are thrown in front of you, how can you still be fake?
"How did the king do it? Is it true that as Cai Shizhi said, you secretly borrowed elite soldiers from other officials?"
This is no small matter. The real power in the hands of the prince is strictly limited. Any private deployment of troops can be regarded as treason.
Cai Tiao bit Zhao Huan to death and mobilized troops privately just to accuse him of treason.
When the time comes, happy events and funerals will be held, wouldn’t it be a joy?