The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 848 Confrontation
Entering the study, Yan Sanhe smelled a strange smell.

Thinking of the woman who just ran out, she immediately understood where the smell came from, and her face blushed slightly.

On the bamboo couch, Zhao Yanjin tilted his body and opened his chest. He glanced at Zhao Yishi and said in a strange way: "Hey, the prince is here, you are not far away to welcome him!"

He was born as a military general. Although he was addicted to alcohol and sex, he maintained a good figure. He didn't have much fat around his waist, and he looked quite strong.

Looking sideways, when he saw Bu Liu, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"General Bu is here too. Tsk tsk tsk. What a good day it is today. It's rare. It's rare."

In suppressing the rebellion of the King of Han, Bu Liu achieved military merit. The King of Han smiled so hard that he couldn't hold back his old face, and he hurriedly saluted:

"Your Majesty, stay safe."

"I can't talk about my health. I'm lucky enough to save my life."

Zhao Yanjin poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said angrily: "This is all thanks to His Majesty's great kindness."

Zhao Yishi was silent for a moment, walked up to him, and said condescendingly:
"I came here for two things. The first one is that General Bu is about to go to the north, and he wants to come and learn from it."

"I haven't had any symptoms yet, but I'm full of wine."

Zhao Yanjin stuck his head out and rushed to raise his glass.

"General Bu, what experience do you need to learn from fighting? If you put more spies in the enemy camp, you will win the battle."

The reason why Bu Liu achieved military success was because he was the first to discover the abnormal movements of the King of Han, and if he wanted to detect the abnormal movements, he must rely on his spy.

Bu Liu felt that the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head. He wanted to say something back, but he saw Yan Sanhe looking at him coldly with a pair of black eyes.

The blood that rushed to the top of his head fell back instantly, and he replied with a lot of money: "The prince is joking."

Prince Zhao punched the cotton, feeling bored, and said lazily: "What about the second thing?"

Zhao Yishi: "The second thing is to ask you to recall that in the eighth year of Yonghe's reign in the North, General Zheng died in battle."

When Zhao Yanjin heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered: "Prince, who do you want to call you? It's true that I'm down and out, but in terms of seniority, I should be considered your uncle."

"No uncle in this world wants to kill his own nephew."

Zhao Yishi lowered his head slightly and said word by word: "Uncle, do you think so?"

Zhao Yanjin's expression changed several times, he turned his legs and turned over, turning his back to the person.

"I have completely forgotten what happened ten years ago. Prince, please come back."

Despite being so rude, Zhao Yishi's expression remained calm and he asked as if to remind:
"The late emperor trapped you here out of love between father and son; Your Majesty provides you with good food and drink and doesn't touch you even half a cent, out of brotherly love;

It’s just that when I come to this prince in the future, what will it be like?Is it because I care about my uncle's kindness and wants to kill me again and again? "

Zhao Yanjin's back stiffened slightly and he sneered: "If you want to sit in that position, you have to rely on your own abilities, and the prince must be considerate."

"My uncle is not often in the capital and doesn't know much about my nephew's temperament. I have a small heart and have always repaid kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. If there is three points of kindness, repay five points; if there is five points of hatred, repay ten points."

Zhao Yishi smiled softly.

"There is nothing you can do about me, uncle. Who asked the late Emperor and His Majesty to protect you? But there is an old saying in this world...the debts of the father are repaid by the son."

Zhao Yanjin turned over, jumped up from the bamboo couch, and shouted angrily: "Zhao Yishi, what do you want to do?"

"Don't you understand what I want to do?"

Zhao Yishi bent down and looked directly into his eyes, his tone unspeakably eerie.

"I want revenge! Where should I start? How about brother Yi Xian?"

"you dare?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Zhao Yishi's tone suddenly became arrogant.

"The world will be mine then, who can stop me? Killing Zhao Yixian is like stepping on an ant."

"you you……"

Zhao Yanjin gritted his teeth tightly. He was like a trapped animal in a cage. He couldn't break free. He couldn't even scream, so he could only curse:
"You beast!" "Uncle, is this scolding too early?"

Zhao Yishi smiled.

"Every time my younger brother Yi Xian sees me, he is always older than me, which makes me a little bit intolerable.

Originally, I was thinking that when one day I sit in that position, I will help a bunch of Yi Xian brothers no matter what.

He is still young and has a long way to go in the future. He cannot waste his whole life in this house. "

Zhao Yanjin looked at him so hard that he couldn't even turn his eyes, but his heart was beating very fast.

Help?
He means……

"This matter happened in one thought of my uncle. As the saying goes, one thought becomes a Buddha and one thought becomes a devil. The Buddha ascends to heaven and the devil enters the earth."

Zhao Yishi slowly straightened up, with a warm spring look on his face, as if the vicious and arrogant person just now didn't exist at all.

After a long time, he asked softly: "Uncle, do you remember those memories about General Zheng in the eighth year of Yonghe?"

Zhao Yanjin's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the blood in his body stopped flowing, so that his hands and feet became numb and his whole body froze.

After falling from the sky to the ground, Zhao Yanjin had nothing to regret. He had already achieved all the glory in his life, and he could win or lose with just one sentence.

What's more, they can keep the dignified prince under their feet for more than ten years. How many people in this world can do that?

The only person I feel sorry for is the child Yi Xian.

The palace is so big. It only takes two hours for him to walk down a circle and die. He is only 20 years old, and his life is still so long. How many two hours are there?
"What do you mean by your words?" Zhao Yanjin had a hint of ferocity on his face.

Zhao Yishi replied to him word by word: "You have no joke."

Zhao Yanjin: "I don't believe you!"

"You just have to believe it."

Zhao Yishi said calmly: "There is no room for bargaining with me."

There is no word that can describe Zhao Yanjin's mood after hearing this sentence. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the person standing in front of him was not Zhao Yishi, but the late emperor.

"Come on!"

Zhao Yanjin seemed to be waking up from a dream, and he patted the bamboo couch vigorously: "Bring me some wine, I want good wine."

Zhao Yishi turned sideways and glanced at Yan Sanhe: "Go."

"Yes!"

Yan Sanhe hurriedly walked out of the study, walked to the door of the courtyard, opened the door a crack, and said to Shen Chong who was guarding the door: "The King of Han wants good wine."

Shen Chong looked relaxed and whispered: "Is it done?"

"It should be... done." Yan Sanhe's rare sentence was divided into two paragraphs.

While Shen Chong ordered the manager to get the wine, she turned around quietly.

The prince's figure is reflected on the window. Even from a distance, the figure looks like the moonlight, extremely quiet and gentle.

But she felt inexplicably scared.

It seemed that the person who just stood in front of her and spoke was not "Huairen" in the mouths of Third Master and Little Master Pei, but an experienced strategist.

A high and mighty emperor.

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The girls' concern was received, which was very heart-warming.

I have to go see a doctor tomorrow, Monday, so I'll take a day off and let me have a good rest.

We will fight again in August.

(There is a bug in Chapter 837 about General Zheng. The old general does not pour the amount in one bowl. I have modified it. Girls, please go back and take a look if you like)
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